The e-sports god is set up by others

Chapter 259 Falling in love with a city because of one person
Lu Ziye hadn't been to Cheung Chau for many years.

Xiao Yan knew that he didn't like Changzhou, it could even be said that he hated Changzhou a little bit.

Because Changzhou is very cold, the young master has lived in Linshi, where the climate is warm for a long time, and he doesn't like the winter in Changzhou at all. It just so happened that it was winter when he came.

What's more, there is a stalking little girl who follows him all day like a follower, which makes him very impatient.

Furthermore, the only grandmother who loved him wholeheartedly died in Cheung Chau.

The young master didn't eat the donuts, he was angry and chose to continue ignoring Xiao Xiaoyan.

Xiao Xiaoyan was drenched in the heavy rain, ate the donuts by himself, went home aggrieved, thinking that he was hiding perfectly, but when he looked in the mirror, he saw chocolate all over his face.

He also had a fever that night.

Xiao Fugui asked her for leave and didn't let her go to school.

And Lu Ziye, who was angry, was still thinking in his heart that if she could make up the donuts today, he would forgive her.

The young master who transferred from another school with a bad temper usually sat in the last row and slept on the table.

As a result, today, he sat very energetically.

He straightened his waist, but he didn't study, he just looked out the window casually.

Those immature and beautiful eyes carried a faint expectation.

Even though it was nap time, he still supported his head and stared out of the window stubbornly.

It happened to be a warm summer at that time, and a small daisy emerged from the crack of the old-fashioned window sill, and he just stared at the little daisy in silence.

When school was over, the young master's eyes were sour, and he pinched off the little daisy on the window sill under the puzzled eyes of everyone.

He left with a small schoolbag on his back.

Later, Lu Ziye's grandmother was not in good health, and went to the hospital every day, and he was not in the mood to go to school.

The teacher also knew that the young master from the city didn't study, so he suspended him from school.

In Lu Ziye's memory, no one treated him well, except this grandmother who was far away in the countryside.

Lu Fengzhou has a bad temper, and always looks at him with the eyes of an enemy, as if what he sees is not his own son, but a rival who has robbed the business.

His expectation from the beginning gradually became indifferent.

Immediately afterwards, he was very indifferent to everyone.

But grandma was different, she was the only one who didn't blame him.

In fact, Lu Ziye seldom saw her, because the old lady cried when she saw him. Although she didn't scold him, in the eyes of the fragile young man, it was like a kind of silent lingering.

When he saw the old lady on the hospital bed, she looked at him with cloudy and loving eyes.

He froze in place, not knowing what to say.

The old lady moved her lips, but in the end she couldn't utter a complete sentence, so she closed her eyes.

The instruments screeched, and the nurses were in a mess, running around.

He just stood there.

Being bumped and bumped by them, he stabilized his small body.

After trying to identify it, I realized that it was calling his mother's name.

Lu Ziye clenched his fists.

As if to match the sad time, it rained heavily outside, and thunder rumbled across the sky, as if punishing a fallen god.

It was at this moment that a pair of wet little hands touched Ke Ke's fingers.

The soft little hands seem to have no bones, and the faint milk fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose.

Lu Ziye met a pair of clean and clear round eyes.

It's been a long time since I saw her, but she is still alive and well, her big eyes are shining brightly, and the two small flower buds on her head, the white ribbons wetted by the rain, hang down limply.

She imitated other people's movements, running her hand along his back, dragging the small milk cavity.

"Brother, don't be sad..."

Lu Ziye looked at her expressionlessly, and easily broke free from her hand.

She carried the fragrance of milk and light on her body, and his voice was cold.

"roll."

He thought in his heart, little liar, who wants your pity.

The little girl was shocked by his fierceness, and her round eyes looked at him with some fear.

A small one, clean.

Lu Ziye passed her blankly and left.

Lu Fengzhou finally came to pick him up.

At that time, Lin Yuwei was already beside him, a beautiful and gentle woman, very much like his deceased mother in the photo.

She was not like the arrogant and vicious stepmother on TV, who approached him carefully, like that little girl, who was full of tenderness and wanted to warm him.

"Auntie, will you take you back to Linshi?"

"……it is good."

Lin Yuwei smiled.

Perhaps because of grandma's death, even Lu Fengzhou's mood became milder, and his attitude towards him was much better.

Before leaving and getting into the car, Lu Ziye suddenly thought of the little daisy he had caught in the book.

He suddenly asked, "Where are my things?"

Lin Yuwei looked at him puzzled, "What?"

She reacted and explained, "Is it the clothes you wear here? I have someone pack it up and put it in the car behind."

Lu Ziye frowned, "No."

"It's my textbook," he said.

"Ah, I didn't bring the textbook." Lin Yuwei patiently explained to him, "Because the books here are different from those in Linshi School, so I didn't..."

Hearing that he didn't bring his textbook, Lu Ziye exploded like a cat whose tail had been trampled on.

"Who told you not to take it!"

Lu Fengzhou was immediately displeased, "Lu Ziye, why are you talking to Auntie?"

Lin Yuwei was a little flustered, "I, I'll let someone look for it and see if it's still there."

Too bad it's no longer there.

The old lady's things were cremated clean.

Those books abandoned by the young master were wiped out in the flames of Cheung Chau.

Including the little daisy growing stubbornly from the windowsill.

Since then, he has never been to Cheung Chau again.

It seems that in his long memory, he has forgotten the half a year of living in Cheung Chau.

That bit of memory, in his turbulent experience, can't make any waves.

But he didn't expect that when he heard the name Xiao Fugui, the word Xiao Yan would inevitably appear in his mind.

When Wu Jian is decorating a new villa, he likes to make some green plants.

The eldest young master who has never participated in dressing up, when Wu Jian was choosing to buy green plants.

Suddenly, he said, "Use a little daisy."

"Little Daisy?"

"Ah."

Wu Jian asked him a little puzzled, "Do you like it?"

I haven't seen any plants that the young master likes.

Lu Ziye was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "I guess I like it."
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Xiao Yan loves Changzhou and her hometown.

So she is working hard to discover the beauty of Changzhou, hoping to change the young master's view of Changzhou.

Lu Ziye watched the little girl running around busy, and showed him the eagles soaring in the sky, the red plums blooming on the trees, the ice falling into crystals, and the endless mountains.

There was a faint smile on his lips.

No matter how much I am biased against Cheung Chau.So many bad memories.

But it's your hometown, and I'll love it.

(End of this chapter)