Chapter 82: Stand-in Lover (17)

Xiaomu, why ...
Bai Yuxiu's expression fell down, and he could hardly stand still.
He saw Xie Mu dip in the corner of his mouth after eating the grapes. Rong Jing took a paper towel to help him clean it. The teenager could not avoid it, obediently leaning his head and letting him wipe it, with a little dim light, When the beautiful and moist eyes looked at the man, they seemed to be full of stars.
After just staring at it for a while, his heart sank completely.
That is, look at the lovers' eyes.
But why?
It's only been a long time before that, Xiaomu still avoids Rong Jing, and he tries to delay Rong's house every time.
He tried hard to convince himself that Xie Mu was not willing, he was persecuted, but how the eyes full of admiration came out in disguise.
Bai Yuxiu was unwilling to believe that Wen Mingquan was the same.
During this time, he seemed to have a hazy brain. He didn't want to take part in the show, nor did he want to entertain and socialize. His mind was all about him before the teenager left.
That night, he dreamed.
Dreamed of a teenager in white sitting at the piano and playing skillfully.
It was Bai Yuxiu's favorite song when he was young, and he sang it.
--you are my Love.
-Forever love.
These used to be Wen Mingquan's two favorite lyrics.
Not for the tune, not for the interpretation, but for the person playing the piano.
Later, he and Bai Yuxiu confessed that the innocence was scared, as if the young man who did not exist in the world was scared. He hid out and never returned.
Wen Mingquan was decadent for a while, and then he started a relationship after another.
The objects of love are teenagers with fair skin and clear eyes.
One after another.
But there is still no feeling of Bai Yuxiu.
Until, he met Xie Mu.
That face almost identical to him.
Even that temperament seems to be the same.
He gave him white clothes, taught him to play the piano, and little by little turned the boy into his favorite look.
But Bai Yuxiu came back.
A fake is naturally inferior to the genuine one. Wen Mingquan threw Xie Mu to Rong Jing without hesitation in exchange for the peace of his sweetheart.
He already knew what he would encounter when he threw the boy out, but why, when he saw it with his own eyes, would his heart hurt so much?
Rong Jing has always been nicknamed and will coax people. Of course, facing Xie Mu now is no exception.
Wen Mingquan watched him say something to the young man's ear, and Xie Mu's jade-like face was immediately stained with Hongxia, and his face was buried in the man's arms.
Xie Mu has always been shy.
His appearance seemed careless, and he didn't care about the sidelines, but because of his orphan status, he had never been in close contact with anyone since he was a child.
When the two were together, they even accidentally touched their hands, and the teenager was embarrassed.
Wen Mingquan once enjoyed him like this, but when Xie Mu's shyness fell on other men, the soreness in his heart couldn't be suppressed.
He stared straight at the boy's direction, not even noticing that Bai Yuxiu he wanted was standing beside him.
The couple, who once knew the relationship, stood up at this moment, but they didn't bother to communicate. Their eyes were always staring at the young man who was in the arms of Rong Jing on the sofa.
The man seemed to have something to go out, coaxed the teenager onto the sofa, and left that place.
Bai Yuxiu gritted his teeth and was about to move his legs forward, but another person walked faster than him.
Xie Muzheng was drinking the juice, his long eyelashes were slightly dangling, and he cast a shadow under the dim light, and looked at the whole face as if it were thinner.
Wen Mingquan came over with a complex expression, opened his mouth, and screamed.
"Little wood."
The boy held the juice and looked up slightly puzzled. When he saw it, he nodded politely, "Ming Mingquan is good."
This is a common way of greeting in the circle. When Wen Mingquan listened, it seemed like he was half iced into the ice.
He stared tightly at Xie Mu's eyes without avoiding it.
Inside, the clear courtesy when the two first met.
What is unique is the affection he has long known.