A bro's dance, a power outage, and being kissed until you're practically dead...
The unruly and handsome young master of the Jiang family appeared in front of everyone, flamboyant and arrogant, attracting everyone's attention as always.
But obviously, he is not the focus of everyone's attention today.
When the person next to him appears, everyone else pales in comparison.
Fu You wore no jewelry, her skin fair and white, save for a touch of red at the corners of her eyes. A veil covered half her face, revealing long, shoulder-length raven-black hair, deep green eyes, and half-closed lashes that met her eyeliner, punctuated by a small teardrop mole.
The long butterfly ribbon is wrapped around the slender neck, and the tail ends behind the slender waist. When blown by the wind, it looks like a cat's tail swaying.
He was wearing a pure black silk dress.
The skirt is layered, resembling a fishtail. The split at the base of the legs reveals a pearlescent white lace lining, wrapping the straight, slender legs with a clean and beautiful look.
The beauty was clearly dressed in only black and white, a striking simplicity that only made her exposed, clear green eyes appear even more dazzling, like precious gems set against a velvet backdrop.
The fleeting glance in her eyes can make people lose their souls.
Just showing half of his face was enough to leave a lasting impression on everyone present.
Everyone was stunned when they saw him. Some who knew a little about Jiang Siran's family situation looked at the beauty's unusual eyes and had a few more doubts in their minds.
They thought: As expected, Jiang Siran is a closeted brother-lover. Look, when he looks for a female companion, she looks like his brother. She is definitely a meal substitute.
Jiang Siran held Fu You's hand, and his big palm wrapped around it so tightly - it was not surprising, if they were surrounded by such a beauty, they would probably show such possessiveness.
But when Xiao Lehui, who was melancholy and nostalgic, saw the two of them, he was also stunned. Others couldn't recognize Fu You's identity, so how could he not recognize him? He thought: Why is my brother dressed like this and with Jiang Siran?
They still seemed so close. More than brothers.
Master Xiao frowned, "Old Pei, did you see——"
Halfway through his words, he realized something was wrong. He turned around and found that Pei Yi was no longer around him.
Jiang Siran held Fu You's cold hand tightly. It was Fu You's first time wearing high heels, so she walked very slowly and had trouble maintaining her balance. She had to lean almost half her body against him to avoid falling and making a fool of herself. But to outsiders, it looked like a beautiful woman throwing herself into the arms of a young man.
It's really enviable.
Jiang Siran curled his lips and whispered into Fu You's ear: "Jiang Fu You, look, who's standing in front of you?"
Fu You, who was struggling with her high heels, looked up when she heard this.
Xie Lingyun stood behind a round table stacked with glasses, staring at them.
A sense of embarrassment, the feeling of being caught in a dark past by an acquaintance, crept into his heart. Fu You's face remained expressionless and cold, but he hooked his fingertips in Jiang Siran's palm, perhaps meaning: Don't go over there.
A cat-like itch spread. Jiang Si felt a numbness on his back, his lips curled even wider, and he took Fu You's hand and strode over to Xie Lingyun.
Fu You:?
What is this naughty kid doing to someone?
"Long time no see, Chairman Xie." Jiang Siran looked at Xie Lingyun at eye level, glancing at each other nonchalantly: "How can you be so lonely in a life like this? How pitiful."
Xie Lingyun didn't look at him. His gaze turned and fell on Fu You, who was standing beside Jiang Siran with his head slightly lowered.
His eyes were extremely powerful, as if they were trying to penetrate the thin veil on the beauty's face and stick to her snow-white skin.
Seeing Xie Lingyun acting so arrogantly in front of him, Jiang Siran's eyes darkened. He put his arm around Fu You's thin shoulders and pulled him closer, completely blocking Xie Lingyun's view.
A very possessive action.
Jiang Siran grinned, revealing his fangs, but there was no trace of laughter in his eyes. He looked at Xie Lingyun coldly: "Don't look at him, he's mine."
Xie Lingyun's handsome face was visibly frosted.
"Why does it seem like you wear the same outfit every time you see Chairman Xie all year round?" Jiang Siran lowered his eyelids, revealing a look of contempt: "You don't even have a decent set of clothes?"
If the atmosphere was just sarcastic before, then once this sentence came out, it could be said that the atmosphere was full of gunpowder.
The people around were afraid that the gods would fight and the ghosts would get hurt, so they stood far away to watch the fun and formed a vacuum zone.
Xie Lingyun, who was provoked, said nothing, but looked at Jiang Siran with a pair of long eyes filled with cold light.
Although he was only wearing a simple white shirt and trousers, the young man had long legs and a straight waist, and he looked cool and refreshing, not as terrible as Jiang Siran said.
But when Jiang Siran looked at him, he felt that the guy in front of him was pretentious and disgusting to death.
This kind of thing can only fool Jiang Fuyou.
He raised his chin rather arrogantly, looking down at Xie Lingyun with the air of a victor, pressing him with his domineering aura: "You're just a toad, don't even think about eating swan meat. You can't reach it, even with a ladder, you can't reach it, understand?"
As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar. Many students felt that Jiang Siran was going too far.
Xie Lingyun looked at Fu You's thin shoulders and saw them tremble slightly. His eyebrows moved and he suddenly sighed.
The young man said slowly, "Boss Jiang is a very good person. He has a gentle personality, elegant conversation, and a kind heart. If there is only one flaw..."
He paused and sneered, "It's just that I have an arrogant brother."
"you……!"
Jiang Siran's expression suddenly turned ugly.
But Xie Lingyun seemed to be blind to Jiang Siran's anger. His eyes were only fixed on the beautiful woman in the black dress whose face could not be seen, and there was an indescribable sense of pity in his voice.
"I really feel bad for Mr. Jiang for choosing the wrong person. His sincerity went to waste. It's a pity that I have a bad fate and don't have the chance to be Mr. Jiang's younger brother. The next time I see Mr. Jiang, I must spend more time chatting with him, so that Mr. Jiang won't be irritated by his stupid brother and his health gets worse."
Jiang Siran:? !!
This bastard actually wants to be Jiang Fuyou's younger brother?!
Who does he think he is? He's just a complete idiot, does he even know what he's doing?!
Young Master Jiang was furious!
Furious, Jiang Siran rolled up his sleeves and was about to chase after Xie Lingyun, who had turned and left. He had just taken a step when Fu You, who was beside him, gently tugged at his sleeve.
Perhaps fearing being seen, Fu You's movements were minimal. Even so, the enraged Jiang Siran stopped moving instantly.
Jiang Siran turned his head, narrowed his eyes, and said with a bad expression: "I beat him up, and you feel bad?"
There was even a hint of grievance in the young man's voice of disbelief: "He called me a dog, didn't you hear it?!"
Fu You sighed in his heart.
He tugged at Jiang Siran's tie, forcing him to lower his head. Then he stood on tiptoe and whispered in Jiang Siran's ear, "There are so many people watching, and fighting will result in punishment. It will have a bad influence on you."
They bit each other's ears intimately as if no one was around, which made the students around them blush and some of them changed their expressions.
Jiang Siran felt a very cold and fragrant breeze by his ears, and his body stiffened uncomfortably. Then, he heard Fu You's words.
The anger that was swelling in my heart dissipated in an instant like a balloon that was popped.
Look, no matter what happens with outsiders, isn’t Jiang Fuyou still on his side?
Even though he asked her to wear a skirt and appear with him, Jiang Fuyou still sided with him.
Regardless of whether Fu You was sincere or not, at this moment, Jiang Siran did feel a sweetness in his heart.
At this moment, elegant dance music slowly began to play. Students who had brought dance partners formed pairs and walked onto the dance floor hand in hand.
Jiang Siran, having been stroked by Fu You, was in high spirits, having already forgotten his anger with Xie Lingyun. He wrapped one arm around Fu You's slender waist, the other holding her cool, soft hand, and began dancing to the beat.
While dancing, she laughed and teased: "Sister, aren't you the smartest? Why can't you dance well?"
Just as he finished speaking, Fu You, who had misstepped, stepped on him again. A wave of pain shot through the instep of his foot, but Jiang Si Ran didn't get angry. He licked his canine teeth and lowered his eyes: "Sister, did you do this on purpose?"
Normally, if he was asked to call her "brother", it would be so uncomfortable that it would kill Master Jiang. But now, she called him "sister" all the time, and she was very happy to do so.
Fu You pursed her lips, and a noticeable red appeared on her snow-white ears.
"...No." He curled his fingertips awkwardly, "The skirt is too long."
Jiang Siran was stunned when he heard this, then he laughed.
"So, next time, will you wear a short skirt to dance with me? One that shows your legs, only reaching your knees?" The young man looked at Fu You, who was almost half-leaning in his arms, blushing with embarrassment. His Adam's apple rolled, and his handsome features took on a sharp, aggressive edge that he himself hadn't noticed.
He grasped Fu You's tightly clenched hand, his long, broad fingers threading through her cold, pale, delicate, pink knuckles. He raised his lip and said, "You look better in a skirt than in a suit at work."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu You raised his eyes and glanced at him with an unclear gaze.
Under normal circumstances, if Mr. Jiang, dressed in a suit and tie, looked at people with a half-smile, and killed people without leaving any blood while chatting and laughing, he would definitely make all his subordinates in the group break out in cold sweats.
But at this time.
Fu You was wearing a beautiful black dress, with gauze covering half of her face. Her exposed eyes were reflected by the light, looking like shimmering water. Her eyelashes trembled shyly, and the corners of her eyes were very red.
The threat has become a temptation with a different flavor.
Jiang Siran's breathing stopped and his heartbeat suddenly became irregular.
He unconsciously gripped Fu You's hand tighter, so tightly that red marks quickly appeared on the thin skin. Fu You frowned in pain, and just as he was about to say something, the lights around him suddenly went dark.
The darkness was so sudden that the music in my ears stopped abruptly. In the pitch-black darkness, the panicked cries of the crowd continued to echo.
"What's going on? Is there a power outage?"
"This shouldn't happen. This is too sudden!"
"Who? Don't step on me, don't move around! It's too dangerous when you can't see anything! Everyone, hold still!"
"Ah! Why is there no cell phone signal?"
The sudden darkness made Fu You's heart skip a beat.
He tried his best to suppress the discomfort that arose instinctively in his heart, but even so, he subconsciously held Jiang Siran's hand tightly.
As if sensing his uneasiness, Jiang Siran's palm stiffened, and then he pressed Fu You's palm lightly with a bit of discomfort.
As if to reassure him.
But there were too many people, too many noises, and the overwhelming darkness was drowning Fu You. His breathing gradually became a little irregular, and he felt like a piece of driftwood thrown into the ocean, being dragged by the waves and unable to stand.
Time passed so slowly, and every second of darkness was so unbearable. Fu You's throat tightened, and he wanted to speak to confirm whether Jiang Siran was still by his side.
"Small……"
But just as he uttered a word, he felt someone pulling him in front of him, and he instantly lost his balance.
Someone actually grabbed his waist and dragged him under the round table!
"Jiang Fu...Sister?!" Jiang Siran was surprised when his palm was empty. He instinctively wanted to call Fu You's name, but fortunately his brain reacted and he changed his words in time.
"Damn it? Did you fall? Can you hear me?!"
Outside the table, Jiang Siran was so anxious that he was about to go crazy. With the sporadic light from his cell phone, he struggled to find Fu You's trace.
Under the table, separated by a curtain, Fu You had his mouth covered and was trapped in a hot embrace.
The beauty in the black dress had a slender figure, and her snow-white skin was almost blindingly white in the darkness. When her eyelashes trembled, she looked heartbreakingly fragile.
The man behind him took one look and his eyes darkened instantly.
"Who are you?" He felt a cold and soft touch on his palm, and Fu You's soft, hoarse, pleasant, and forcedly calm voice came out from under his palm, barely squeezing out these few words.
So pitiful.
Fu You only felt that the other person's embrace was getting hotter and hotter.
He couldn't yet discern the other party's intentions, but Zuo wouldn't do anything life-threatening in this situation. Fu You managed to steady his mind, shaken by the darkness, and tried to discern the other party's identity from his behavior and stature.
The next moment, the man released his hand that was restraining him from making any sound and covered his eyes with a veil.
Fu You only felt that his eyes were sinking into a more hazy darkness.
Then...
The warm touch fell on his lips.
The pupils under the floating veil suddenly shrank!
A strong, predatory aura washed over him, and Fu You's body instantly stiffened. He reached out to push the man's chest, but the man's body was as solid as a wall, and despite his push and hammer, he remained motionless.
Fu Youqi's eyes turned black.
The man then bit his lips, took his lips and tongue, which were filled with a bitter medicinal fragrance, into his mouth and played with them, sucking out a sound that made people blush.
Fu You was so hot and rough in the kiss that he couldn't breathe and his breathing became disordered, with tears in his eyes.
He gripped the man's clothes tightly with his fingertips and squeezed his waist, hoping to leave a mark to help him find the murderer later. He pinched so hard that the man's body must have been bruised and purple. Even so, this perverted bastard refused to let go.
In fact, the kiss was even more excessive.
A faint blush crept into the corners of Fu You's eyes, and a few unbearable, warm breaths escaped her nose. An unprecedented and bizarre sensation made this jade-like beauty, sculpted from ice and snow, feel like a pool of water about to melt, limp and tender in the man's arms.
His hands gradually lost their strength and he no longer had the energy to pinch anyone.
The power hadn't come back on yet, and outside was a chaotic commotion. Jiang Siran's furious voice, searching for him, was still piercing. But the man had no idea that his beautiful "sister" was being hidden under the table by a wild man who had appeared out of nowhere, blindfolded, and kissed repeatedly in a lustful and rough manner.
It feels like... I'm about to be eaten.
Fu You had difficulty breathing, and his mind was a mess, making it difficult for him to think.
Just when he thought he was going to be kissed unconscious in such humiliation.
The round table that concealed the two people's figures was suddenly overturned from the outside!
The sound of "crackling" and shattering rang out in the darkness, and the students around who were unaware of the truth were all shocked. Screams and curses were mixed together, piercing people's eardrums and hurting them.
Fu You suddenly woke up and realized that the man who was holding him was being pulled away.
A piercing roar of fighting echoed through the space, a truly chaotic scene. Fu You raised his hand and tore away the veil covering his eyes. His thin chest trembled slightly, and he narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked up, trying to discern what was happening.
The fighting stopped.
I don’t know if it was the bastard who kissed him before, but he grabbed Fu You by the waist, who was still in shock, and held him firmly in his arms.
Fu You lifted her eyelashes and in the dim light, she could see the curve of a white and cold jaw.
It’s Pei Yi.
He looked intently, his eyes landing on the young man's tightly pursed lips. Pei Yi noticed his gaze and lowered his eyes, his deep and reserved pupils reflecting Fu You at the moment.
Her black hair was messy and her lips were rosy.
Fu You was kissed all over and looked like he had been crying.
Pei Yi had long legs and ran fast, and he left the auditorium in a few steps, carrying Fu You. A cold wind blew past the two of them. Fu You didn't know where he was taking her, so she nestled in his arms, watching the situation unfold, without saying a word.
Pei Yi carried Fu You all the way up the stairs to the rooftop.
As if he thought that no one would come here, he finally let go of Fu You.
The moonlight was bright tonight, even clearer outside than in the blacked-out auditorium. Fu You was wearing the coat Pei Yi had handed him. It was large, the hem hanging down to his knees, and the sleeves were so long that even his hands were invisible.
Fu You tilted his head slightly, lowered his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Pei, do you have to come here to tell me something?"
Under the moonlight, Pei Yi's eyes looked extremely deep, like a pool of water flowing secretly under the snow.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Fu You didn't have the patience to wait for him to speak, so he put on his coat and turned to leave.
Pei Yi suddenly grabbed his wrist and asked, "How's your relationship with Xiao Lehui lately?"
"...We'll chat when we meet." Fu You glanced sideways, a hint of thought glimmering between his cold and indifferent brows. "You two friends have such a good relationship, but you still care about each other's interpersonal relationships?"
Pei Yi pursed his lips, his eyes darkening as he thought of something. He then asked, "So, what about Jiang Siran?"
…
The smile between Fu You's brows gradually faded, his green eyes were as cold as water, and he looked at Pei Yi quietly.
"I told you before, be careful of Xiao Lehui." Pei Yi said in a deep voice, "But I forgot to remind you to be careful of Jiang Siran as well."
"Xiao Ran is my younger brother. I have to be careful of him no matter what I do." Fu You curved her lips, which were kissed by someone, and said, "Thanks for the reminder, but I don't think I'll need it."
"You regard him as your younger brother, but he may not regard you as his older brother." Pei Yi's voice was still very calm, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his words.
Fu You frowned in confusion, wondering why the other party would suddenly say such a thing to him. Then, Pei Yi passed the recording he had prepared long ago to Fu You's ear.
…
Pei Yi thought he would see Fu You's disappointed face.
Maybe the reaction will be bigger, with crying and collapse, and then he can take the opportunity to comfort the frustrated Fu You.
When people lose one support, they always want to find another one quickly.
But to his surprise, Fu You's expression didn't change at all.
If the faint voice of conversation in the recording had not been ringing in his ears at the same time, he would have thought that the play button on his mobile phone was actually broken.
A bad premonition filled Pei Yi's heart.
Winter nights of snow and moonlight are always exceptionally chilly. Fuyou's deep green pupils, cast in the moonlight, resemble a pool of cool spring water after sunset, its heat dissipated. A chilling silence lingers.
"You..." Pei Yi took back his phone, frowned slightly, and seemed to want to ask something.
"Xiao Pei." Fu You interrupted him.
He raised his eyes, a gentle smile on his lips, and his beauty was impeccable: "Listen to this to me, what do you want from me?"
Pei Yi didn't expect the other party to ask such a question, and stood there in a daze.
Fu You still looked at him.
His eyes were extremely cold.
Indeed, Jiang Siran and Xiao Lehui treated him like a toy, talking about him recklessly and making bets for fun, which was really despicable.
But what about Pei Yi?
He sensed something was wrong, but instead of stopping them on the spot, he allowed them to talk freely and secretly recorded the conversation.
Finally, I chose a suitable time and played it for him.
What a murderous and heartbreaking act of sowing discord.
Pei Yi did this simply because he thought he could gain some benefits from him with this recording.
The purpose is also impure.
Fu You's delicate eyebrows suddenly curved, and her elongated black eyelashes under the moonlight looked like the fluttering wings of a swallowtail butterfly, revealing a cool charm.
He leaned back onto the rooftop railing and couldn't help but sigh softly, "You three are truly worthy of being 'good brothers' who have played together since childhood."
"I'm not... I just..." Pei Yi's usually calm expression showed cracks, and he tried to explain awkwardly.
He just wanted an opportunity to get closer to Fu You's heart naturally.
But Fu You raised her finger slightly and placed it on her lips, stopping him from speaking.
Colorful lights suddenly lit up downstairs - the power supply to the auditorium was restored.
A buzzing sound came from the pocket of Fu You's long skirt. He took out his mobile phone, looked at the caller ID, swiped the screen, and turned on the speaker.
"Jiang Fuyou, where have you been? I've been looking for you!" The irritable young man's voice came from the microphone, his voice a little hoarse, obviously he had been anxiously looking for Fuyou.
"The auditorium is too dark and stuffy, let's go outside and get some fresh air."
When Pei Yi saw Fu You talking to Jiang Siran on the phone, he suddenly smiled at him.
They were so close, just inches apart. So close that he could clearly smell the cool and elegant bamboo forest fragrance on her body; when he saw her smile, there was not even a trace of light in her deep green eyes with dancing eyelashes.
Pei Yi's heart was shaken, and he suddenly realized that because of his self-righteous behavior, a huge and difficult-to-cross gap had been created between him and Fu You.
"Xiaoran, it seems like I haven't seen your friends for a long time. Invite them to your house this weekend."
In front of Pei Yi, Fu You lowered her eyelashes, pinched the edge of the phone with her snow-white fingertips, and chuckled softly, "Didn't you guys agree on this before?"
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Jiang Siran: ? Reject
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