domesticated vicious dog

Chapter 87 Love Poetry

"Do you dare to say that Gu Mo is not handsome?"

Xu Yan's hand carrying the bag froze for a moment, "Well, he is indeed the most handsome boy I've ever met in real life, but he's milky, not my type."

He Zhixin said "cut", "I really don't know how to appreciate it, milk dogs are exciting, okay? During the day, I call my sister, and at night, my sister..."

Xu Yan immediately pushed her down, looked around, and then smiled, "What are you talking about?"

He Zhixin stuck out her tongue playfully, "Then what kind do you like?"

"Jiang Zhou." Xu Yan said without hesitation: "The grades are top, the family is well-off, and the tree is facing the wind. The key is that he has no airs at all, and the sun is gentle and considerate. He is simply my dream husband."

"Huh——" He Zhixin said disdainfully: "Gu Mo also has the things you mentioned. I heard that he was only 13 years old, and his paintings were selected for the tour exhibition of the Louvre. Received admission invitations from the Ecole des Beaux-Arts in Paris and the Royal Academy of Fine Arts in London..."

"Can painting be eaten as a meal?" Xu Yan interrupted her.

"Feudal thinking, how can painting be..."

The words came to the ears everywhere, and Su Deng's already irritable mood fell to the lowest point at this moment.

After waiting for a long time, Zhao Xinyi did not come out. Su Deng took out his mobile phone and was about to dial her number when a series of footsteps and strong wrists suddenly came together.

"There are too many people, they squeeze me to death." Panting, Zhao Xinyi stuffed the pink booklet into her hand.

Su Deng turned it on and looked intently, "Tao Hongshan's signature?"

Zhao Xinyi waved her hands and said with a smile: "Thank you, there is no need. I knew you must have admired him from the way you looked at the old man when you were listening to the lecture just now. At the end of the lecture, you walked too fast. I thought you were in a hurry Going to the toilet, I ran to the backstage to ask Mr. Tao for it."

The clean sunlight above the head cast its afterglow on the slippery paper through the fine leaves, Su Deng opened the corner of his mouth and said softly: "Xinyi..."

"Hey!" Zhao Xinyi put her arms around her shoulders, "Don't be polite to me, thank you brother if you want to thank me, those staff members didn't let me in, but when Gu Mo saw me, he let me go all the way, and I'll let you ask for it Here we come."

Su Deng looked down at the signature for a while before carefully putting it away in his bag.

"Don't tell me, your brother is really good. I took a rough look just now. Gu Mo must have learned those paintings from famous teachers. He is still so young, and he has a bright future. I don't know where he came from. Door……"

Zhao Xinyi was eloquent, Su Deng listened half-heartedly, and suddenly raised his eyes to see Jiang Zhou standing opposite him not far away.

"...If I hadn't known that he was your brother, I would have thought that what he said just now was a confession to me..." The voice suddenly stopped, and Zhao Xinyi gave a slight signal to the other side, and then whispered in Su Deng's ear, "I guess I'm here to look for you, so I won't go there. I definitely can't get back together with this kind of scumbag."

Su Deng smiled helplessly, nodded under her serious gaze, and then said to let her go back to school first, she probably won't be so soon.

Zhao Xinyi still held her hand worriedly and told her to call her if she had something to do. After Su Deng nodded repeatedly, she turned and left.

On the narrow road of the campus, there are two rows of big trees on the side of the road, and countless bicycles and electric vehicles are parked in the gaps between the trees. Su Deng and Jiang Zhou walk through it, speechless for a while.

It took him a long time before he opened his mouth, and his voice floated above his head like clouds and mist in the bamboo forest, "Su Deng, what Gu Mo said just now..."

He was sitting at the back of the auditorium just now.

"Don't worry about him." Su Deng interrupted first, hesitating in his heart, but his mouth was faster than his brain, "Don't worry... Anyway, except you, no one knows that he and I are siblings... We can't make trouble .”

Jiang Zhou shook his head, his brows and eyes became more dignified, "Do you know Haizi's love poem "For You"?"

"Haizi..." Su Deng's voice was as hollow as a wandering soul in the middle of the night, and she turned her stuck brain, "I know, it's the poet who wrote about facing the sea and spring flowers blooming, but it's a pity that he committed suicide by lying on the rails... ..." The hesitant eyes touched Jiang Zhou's ugly face, and the mask on Su Deng's delusional attempt to get away with it finally showed a crack.

"You mean, the last poem that Gu Mo read is from his "To You"?"

Under her dazed to trembling eyes, Jiang Zhou nodded, "Besides, the last line of this poem is - because I fell in love with you in winter."

"In addition, you should know that such activities are usually recorded."

The moment the words fell to the ground, Su Deng couldn't help but swear.

Jiang Zhou stopped and held her shoulders, his gentle eyes were like boiling water, showing unprecedented anxiety, "Su Deng, I just ask you one question now, you... is he unrequited with you? ?”

"What unrequited love?" A magnetic and warm voice suddenly came.

Among the autumn green leaves, Gu Mo in a white shirt walked towards them like a long moon in an ancient street. He greeted Jiang Zhou beside her, "Are you talking about me just now?" Su Deng, "Why don't you talk, can my sister tell me?"

These words were full of provocation in Su Deng's ears. After all, since the last visit to Longhu Villa, he has never called her by this name for so long.

For a moment, the three were speechless.

Gu Mo took the lead to break the calm again, and went directly to hold her hand, "Mother told us to go home for dinner at night. You haven't been back for a long time. Our family should be together often, talking and reminiscing about the past." As he spoke, he Reaching out to touch the hair on her forehead, smoothing it gently, "If you waste your time on outsiders, it won't be worth it."

Jiang Zhou's eyes were cold, and he was about to speak to stop him, but Gu Mo suddenly looked at him, "Brother Jiang, do you think what I said makes sense?"

Frowning tightly, Jiang Zhou said coldly, "Gu Mo, at your age, you should know what you should never do."

"Can you do it, do it or not, is there an absolute standard in this world?" Gu Mo smiled harmlessly, but quietly scratched Su Deng's palm with his fingertips, playing with the taste: "It's like when I was a sophomore in high school, I was able to be picked up by B It’s the same as the big exception admission, and now I’m on the same track as you, Brother Xiao Jiang.”

The hands under the clothes were clenched unconsciously, and Jiang Zhou's voice became colder, "Have you always been so proud of your talents?"

Suddenly, the smell of gunpowder filled the air.

The students on the road flowed like weaving, the three of them gathered in place and quickly attracted a lot of attention.

Just when the atmosphere was about to explode, Su Deng pressed Jiang Zhou's hand, "I'll talk to him, you go back first." Immediately, she looked at Gu Mo coldly. "You come with me.

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