thinks they are as beautiful as heavenly immortals."Bai Li Mo grabbed the youth's waist, pulling him into his arms. He pinched the youth's jaw and sneered, "I find you more cunning than those fox spir...A deep voice, belonging to a tall guy, reached my ears.

Zhou Jingyu just stood there, not far from him, his deep eyes staring at him.

Ning Shu opened her mouth, but she couldn't say a word.

His mind was in turmoil.

Is that what he meant

The person standing across from him was none other than his brother's best friend. He hesitated for a moment, could only blink, and finally mumbled incoherently: "...hint What hint"

"I like you."

Zhou Jingyu's gaze swept over his beautiful and fair eyebrows, the boy still had a hint of childish innocence.

He then lowered his gaze, looking at the other person and speaking softly, "I like you, Ning Shu."

Ning Shu thought he was dreaming, but he also knew it wasn't. His brother's friend said he liked him and confessed to him.

It's like dreaming while dreaming.

He pursed his lips slightly, feeling a bit awkward. His heart was inexplicably pounding, making him want to shrink back involuntarily.

Ning Shu didn't know what to say.

He could only stare blankly at the people.

Zhou Jingyu calmly looked at the people, then took a step forward.

Ning Shu came back to her senses and took a step back, stammering a little: "...me." She mumbled softly: "My brother is still outside."

He didn't know why he brought Ning Yang up, probably because his brother and the others were still outside.

And here is the restroom, someone could come in at any time.

Zhou Jingyu heard this, his brows and eyes didn't move at all. Composed and calm, after a while, he just let out a low "hmm," his gaze falling on the young man, as if afraid of scaring him.

He retreated back to that safe boundary, but his gaze never left Ning Shu.

He has a good bone structure, an elegance ingrained in his very being. Even when confessing to someone he likes, he gives off an air of calm composure and nobility.

But Ning Shu could still perceive the gaze from those eyes, as deep and profound as the ocean.

He dared not meet her eyes, fearing he might be drawn into it if he did.

Then he could only take a deep breath, and then continue, stammering a little: " ...Yu ge, this is a bit sudden for me."

Ning Shu's cheeks were slightly flushed, and he couldn't help but scratch his hair.

Her eyelashes fluttered as she pursed her lips, "....I never thought you'd like me."

Zhou Jingyu remained silent, but his eyes never left him.

"Ning Shu paused for a while before continuing, " ... You are my brother's best friend, and we both..."

"I know you're a male."

Zhou Jingyu gazed at him with a serene expression, then whispered softly: "Even if you are Ning Yang's brother, I like you."

He continued calmly, "It doesn't matter who your brother is, because I like you. My feelings won't change no matter who you are."

Ning Shu was at a loss for words for a moment. He only felt his cheeks flush, and even the tips of his ears were tinged with warmth.

Zhou Jingyu looked at him for a long time, and finally said: “Can I chase you”

......

Ning Shu didn't know what his final reply was, nor did he remember what he had said. It seemed neither a refusal nor an agreement.

He was already flustered just hearing Zhou Jingyu admit to liking him with his own mouth.

Ning Shu was buried under the blanket at this moment, her cheeks flushed.

He closed his eyes.

Why would people like Zhou Jingyu...

Ning Shu had heard Ning Yang mention before how many admirers Zhou Jingyu had at school. It wasn't surprising that someone like Zhou Jingyu was so popular. But... Ning Yang had clearly said that Zhou Jingyu didn't like boys.

He couldn't quite figure it out.

Ning Shu's heart was beating a little fast, so fast that she felt a little strange.

He pursed his lips.

I don't know what to do.

Thus, Ning Shu became somewhat sleepless. He couldn't help but think, if his brother knew Zhou Jingyu had confessed to him, what would he do

...with such a jumbled mess of thoughts.

Ning Shu fell asleep in a daze late at night and woke up the next day.

Then, I received a message from Zhou Jingyu.

Ning Shu looked at it for a while, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't reply.

He thought gloomily, it wasn't his imagination.

Zhou Jingyu really confessed to him.

If it were someone else, Ning Shu might not have been so troubled. But the other party was not someone else; he was his brother's best friend in university.

is also the person who takes care of him the most besides his brother in his daily life.

To the most respected person.

Ning Shu even had a touch of reverence in his heart. He knew how outstanding Zhou Jingyu must be to earn Ning Yang's approval. But precisely because it was like this, he would...

This morning's class.

Ning Shu was a bit absent-minded in class until he got back to the dorm. His roommate told him there was a delivery, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Ning Shu hasn't ordered any takeout, but it is indeed his.

The takeout packaging was a bit fancy, but you could still tell it was a food container.

He opened it for a glance and immediately felt a sense of familiarity.

Ning Shu vaguely already knew who had sent it.

As expected.

Zhou Jingyu sent him a message.

You said the food there was delicious, just as I managed to get a reservation.

Ning Shu knew this was the cuisine from here; he had just started university not long ago. It was Zhou Jingyu who had invited him as a guest, and coincidentally, it was all to his taste.

It's not easy to make an appointment there.

Ning Yang also said it was thanks to him.

But....

Ning Shu lowered her head to look at these things, and an idea involuntarily popped into her mind.

Ning Shu doesn't know.

The aroma of the food made my roommates' mouths water. They couldn't help but say, "Ning Shu, who gave this to you It must have cost a lot of money."

"Are you being sugar-daddyed"

They quipped jokingly.

One person among them remarked, "...This seems to be the food from Zhen Weiting's restaurant. This place is quite hard to get a reservation at, and it's not cheap either. Wow, Ning Shu, which wealthy heiress is pursuing you"

A thousand gold miss doesn't have.

Ning Shu thought.

Probably afraid he'd get angry, one of the roommates quickly said, "Go go go, don't joke around. Don't forget Ning Shu's family is well-off too, maybe this is his brother getting takeout for him."

Ning Shu wasn't angry.

He stared blankly for a while, blinked his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

......

Ning Shu knew she had a bit of an ostrich mentality.

As if he could just bury his head and hide for a little while longer.

He really didn't know how to respond to his brother's best friend's confession.

Zhou Jingyu didn't pressure him, just said: "You can consider it for a while and reply to me later."

Ning Shu saw this sentence and breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps this would allow him to feel justified in delaying the answer for a while longer, but he also acted like a quail, avoiding any interaction with his brother and Zhou Jingyu.

Seeing Ning Yang is equivalent to possibly seeing Zhou Jingyu.

Ning Shu was very clear that their contact wasn't any less frequent than her own with Ning Yang, in fact, it was even more so.

He was sitting in his dormitory, hearing Liu Qi playing games with others.

Ning Shu finds it hard to concentrate on her studies.

When Zhou Jingyu texted him, his phone vibrated twice.

Ning Shu opened her phone and saw a message from the other person: "Ning Shu, where are you now"

He paused for a moment, pursed his lips and replied, "The dormitory."

Zhou Jingyu said good.

Ning Shu didn't quite understand why the other person asked him that question, but after a while. Just as Liu Qi was about to go out, he retreated back in, staring at the person who appeared at the door with disbelief.

After confirming several times, I made sure it was really Zhou Jingyu.

I couldn't help but get excited: "Zhou, senior"

Liu Qi's voice was loud, and when he shouted like that.

Even Ning Shu heard it, and he was taken aback for a moment. He thought Liu Qi was making a pun, then a deep and calm voice came over: "I'm looking for Ning Shu."

Liu Qi quickly yelled, "Zhou senior brother, you're looking for Ning Shu He's here."

Then he loudly called Ning Shu's name.

"Ning Shu, Zhou the senior is looking for you! Where are you"

Ning Shu got out of bed, put on a coat and went over. The weather had turned cold, Zhou Jingyu was standing outside the door, wearing a black overcoat, which made him look even taller and more graceful.

High cheekbones.

He looked over, then lowered his gaze to fix it on Ning Shu.

Liu Qi only felt a sense of indescribable wrongness, as if he stood there like a superfluous light bulb.

He courteously moved aside.

Ning Shu walked over, wearing a pale beige outfit. Her cheeks were pretty and fair, and even her breath carried a slight haze as she pursed her lips slightly and said, "...Yu ge."

Zhou Jingyu handed over two notebooks, which looked quite thick. Together, they weighed quite a bit.

He hummed in response, his gaze sweeping across the boy's face, a ripple seeming to pass through his eyes.

but also like nothing at all.

He then calmly withdrew his gaze and explained in a low voice: "The last time I heard your brother say, you were having some difficulties in your profession. This is all the information I've gathered, which might be helpful to you in the future."

Ning Shu wouldn't say it wasn't a surprise, those two thick notebooks made him blink in disbelief.

He had just casually mentioned it to Ning Yang a week ago.

And Zhou Jingyu is a law major, which has nothing to do with his profession.

Ning Shu also knew that the other party had put a lot of thought into organizing these two notebooks. But Zhou Jingyu just brushed it off with a casual remark, his heart beating hotter and hotter.

There's still an indescribable itchiness.

But in the end, Ning Shu didn't say anything. He just mumbled and took the notebook, saying "thank you" in a low voice.

Zhou Jingyu said it was no trouble.

His gaze fell once more on the young man, as if he were holding back something in his eyes, but in the end, he did nothing.

After a while, he spoke in a low voice: "It's getting cold. Remember to put on more clothes."tically offering his neck up.The scene of seven years old reappeared before my eyes, a group of ferocious and ugly faces dominated by blood, with sickening desires.The young man spoke slowly, yet his...