Chapter 20: The drawings are all of his brother
Lu Shiyu ran away before he could finish his words. He knew that Fu Ci, this fool, no, this pervert, was angry again.
Unfortunately, he had barely taken two steps when Fu Ci, who had long legs and arms, grabbed the clothes from the back of his neck, lifted him up with one hand, and carried him to the stairwell, leaving his small body dangling in the air.
Fu Ci emphasized every word: "I told you, brother is mine alone."
"You dare to snatch it from me?"
Lu Shiyu, who was unable to breathe due to the tightness of his shirt, still said stubbornly: "I'm going to tell my brother... ahem, you're not a fool."
Fu Ci opened his seductive and evil eyes, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "Oh? Do you think brother will believe it?"
Lu Shiyu shouted hoarsely with all his strength: "I want to tell him that you are a pervert!"
Fu Ci looked at his short legs kicking helplessly, and a wicked smile curled up his beautiful thin lips. "If I let go, will you get your head broken?"
"Bang."
Lu Shiyu's mind suddenly flashed back to the bloody scenes of brains splattering everywhere in the horror movies he had secretly watched before. His small body was immediately frightened and he kept begging for mercy, "Second brother... I was wrong."
He cried with tears and snot, "Brother, please let me go. I don't want my head to explode."
Fu Ci was deliberately trying to scare Lu Shiyu, to see if he would dare to snatch his brother from him again in the future?
He loosened his grip and went downstairs.
When Fu Ci let go of his hand, Lu Shiyu was so scared that his face turned pale and he closed his eyes tightly. He dared to open his eyes only after he found that his head was not exploded. However, he was so scared that his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground in a mess, unable to stand up.
"Xiaoyu, why are you sitting on the ground so early in the morning?"
Zhou Li finally dressed up and came out of the room. Seeing Lu Shiyu slumped on the ground, she screamed and ran over to help him.
Lu Shiyu, whose face was still a little pale, stood up suddenly and patted the dust off his clothes. "Mom, I'm fine. I just fell accidentally." Then he hurried downstairs.
This was a matter between him and Fu Ci, so Lu Shiyu, who was stubborn and very concerned about his reputation, would not complain to Zhou Li.
Seeing his reckless behavior, Zhou Li couldn't help but remind him, "Slow down."
Qin Che noticed that Fu Ci was in a good mood today and had been drawing. The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and he couldn't help but gossip, "Fu Ci, have you reconciled with your brother?"
When Fu Ci was in a good mood, he was willing to respond to him, "Yeah."
The hand holding the paintbrush was slender, and the outline drawn by the brush seemed alive, depicting Lu Shiyan sleeping against the floor-to-ceiling window last night.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling window was a quiet and beautiful night scene, and the bright moonlight seemed to favor Lu Shiyan, shining in obliquely and casting a faint glowing yellow halo on him.
Qin Che had always been a little skeptical about what Ji Lin said that day. He laughed and said, "Your brother came to pick you up from school that day, and we all saw it."
"Your brother has a noble temperament at first glance, and the key is that he is also so handsome."
"It attracted quite a few students to stop and take a peek."
Fu Ci's pen suddenly stopped, and his shimmering eyes looked at Qin Che with a gloomy look, as if to emphasize, "My brother is mine."
This was the first time Qin Che saw Fu Ci with such a dark and ambiguous look in his eyes. It was like condensed ice that froze him instantly.
But when he looked more closely, Fu Ci's eyes were still as pure and clear as ever. Qin Che thought it was just his own illusion and quickly patted his arm to comfort him, "I know, I know, I was just sighing that your brother is handsome."
At this moment, Qin Che suddenly exclaimed, "What's wrong with your neck?"
"Who scratched you?"
"Nothing." Fu Ci replied coldly.
Then he reached out to cover the scar on his slender neck, with a trace of confused contemplation in his eyes. Last night, when the passion was at its peak, Lu Shiyan suddenly reached out and grabbed him, and his finely trimmed nails directly scratched his neck, leaving three bloody marks.
Although he liked the feeling of pain and pleasure, it was really scary.
Lu Shiyan used to sleep very deeply, and even during the final moment of joy, this had never happened. Could it be that he had developed drug resistance?
Ji Lin had been paying attention to the movements behind him. When he heard Fu Ci talking, he couldn't help but turn around. He caught a glimpse of the drawing in his hand from the corner of his eye, and his eyes trembled. That was his...brother?
So Fu Ci is being mysterious every day, and all the paintings he draws are of his brother?
Moreover, he is also an extremely talented art student. He can tell at a glance that this painting is favored by the moonlight, and even the hairs on the face are gentle. Whether it is the composition or the light and charm, it fully shows the mood and emotions of the painter.
But from what he found out, Lu Shiyan clearly hated Fu Ci?
Fu Ci, this fool, even disdains his advances. How could he fall in love with someone who hates him?
Ji Lin was stunned by his own thoughts. He didn't understand why he had such thoughts.
But does Fu Cixi like his brother?
This picture seems to say it all.
Ji Lin, who had never suffered a setback since childhood, now had strong resentment rolling in his dark eyes, and the unfamiliar emotion called jealousy instantly burst out from his chest like a bloodthirsty beast.
The pretty little face suddenly became ferocious.
Lu Shiyan came to the company early, hoping to numb himself with work and forget the beautiful yet shameful dream of last night.
Unexpectedly, during lunch break, he had that erotic dream again, which he was too embarrassed to talk about, as if it had been deeply ingrained in his bones.
He couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he could tell that he was very familiar with his body. Although he didn't reach the last step, he did everything he should and shouldn't do.
He suddenly woke up, unable to understand why he, who had always been cold-hearted, had such absurd dreams so frequently. He also felt that the person seemed to be... Fu Ci?
He felt like he was crazy!
Moreover, he was the one being oppressed in the dream, yet he still felt a bit addicted and couldn't stop.
Lu Shiyan couldn't understand why this almost real erotic dream seemed to be related to him when he just slept in Fu Ci's room for one night. Beautiful and confusing fragments kept flashing in his mind.
Feeling upset, he immediately agreed when Gu Yian invited him to have a drink at Wu Se in the evening. Perhaps getting drunk could help him get rid of that ridiculous dream.
The city at night is more mysterious than during the day. The various tall buildings, the streets and alleys flashing neon lights, and the bright lights all sparkle in the night breeze, outlining thousands of postures and emitting charming light.
In the exclusive private room of the Misty Club, Lu Shiyan took a sip of wine and then leaned back in a relaxed manner on the sofa. His slender jade-like fingers unbuttoned the top two buttons of his white shirt, revealing his sexy Adam's apple and collarbone.
What he didn't know was how seductive he looked in the dim light, half drunk and half awake.
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