Every World is Collapsing [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.1

5.19 - Don't come near him, not even an inch!

After looking at his watch and then at the blocked street in front of him, Zheng Hongyi pulled the tie around his neck with some annoyance. It was already dinner time at home.

In recent days, due to the last incident, Zheng Hongyi has been busy outside. Not only has he not practiced piano with anyone for a long time, but he often misses Chu Jingran. He finally planned to go home early today, but he didn't want to be stuck in traffic on the road.

Seeing the long queue of cars in front of him without moving at all, Zheng Hongyi in the back seat said unbearably, "Avoid this area and take a small road."

"Okay Mr. Zheng."

Less than two minutes after the car drove, Zheng Hongyi's cell phone rang in the back seat.

"Dad, didn't you say you wanted to go home for dinner?"

Glancing out of the window, Zheng Hongyi said warmly: "There is a traffic jam. Li Xin eats first. Dad will be home in a while."

"good."

After Chu Jingran hung up the phone, he walked to the dining table and said to Zhou Ze beside him: "Dad, we're stuck in a traffic jam. Let's eat first."

Zhou Ze pondered for a moment, "Wouldn't it be bad?"

"it does not matter."

Seeing this, Zhou Ze took his chopsticks and started eating. The friendship between the two developed very quickly these days. When Zheng Hongyi was not at home, Chu Jingran sat next to him all day long and taught him piano knowledge, just like a little teacher. .

Zhou Ze was very grateful to Chu Jingran. He knew that Zheng Hongyi no longer had any affection for him because of what happened last time. It was Chu Jingran's credit that he could return to Zheng's house, and it was Chu Jingran's credit that he could really touch the piano. Even these days, His rapid progress on the piano is also due to Chu Jingran.

To him, the other person was like a guiding light in the darkness, illuminating his dim life.

Halfway through the meal, Zhou Ze couldn't help but glance sideways at the person. The young man's side face half-caged under the light was indescribably moving, and his moving cheeks were as cute as a little vole eating. He was thinking about the other person today. Yu Qinfang put on a serious and preaching expression, and Zhou Ze couldn't help but curl his lips.

Halfway through the meal, Chu Jingran felt prying eyes from the side and turned his head blankly, just in time to catch the eye of the person next to him.

Zhou Ze's heart was beating a little fast at this moment when he saw his own shadow reflected in those clear eyes, the pink cheeks and the pink lips slightly dipped in oil.

Chu Jingran saw that the face of the person opposite suddenly turned red. He thought that the person was sick. After putting down the chopsticks in his hand, he immediately raised his hand to touch the person's forehead reflexively, "What's wrong with you?"

Seeing the other person's stretched out hand, Zhou Ze froze on his seat as if stiff, nervous and with unknown expectation, watching the white hands getting closer and closer until they covered his forehead.

The heart was like a broken water pump, operating at an extremely fast speed. At this moment, all the sensations stayed on those jade-like little hands.

The soft touch seemed to be touching the heart. It should be warm, but at this moment it was as hot as fire.

After Zheng Hongyi quickly got out of the car, this was what he saw when he entered the house. On the dining table, his young man put his little hand on the forehead of the person opposite him with a worried look, frowning his cute eyebrows, as if he was thinking about what was normal. What should a person's temperature be like?