Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

1 Apartment Roommates

Chapter 1 Apartment Roommates

Late winter nights always come very early, and frost and snow gather on the stone steps, stretching for thousands of miles.

Six o'clock in the evening.

There was some commotion in the gym.

At the end of the day's training, everyone picked up their coats hanging on the floor and prepared to go to dinner. At this moment, the heavy door was pushed open, and the fine snow blew in and fell on the black-haired and snow-skinned young man at the door.

That was a very handsome young man.

The young man was wearing a plain down jacket, with a scarf covering his fair chin. His small face was as white as snow, his lips were a rich and pure red, and there was a peculiar frailty between his brows and eyes, like beautiful but incomplete porcelain.

He looked out of place with the few tall and muscular men in the room, so as soon as he entered, he attracted a lot of people's attention.

A thin young male voice sounded: "Who is that?"

Another man put down the basketball in his arms and lowered his voice and said, "That's the young master of the Pei family, here to see Xie Qingyun."

The boy who asked the question immediately shut up. Apparently he has heard of this guy too.

The power of the Pei family is overwhelming, and anyone who mentions it will be respected. Even the only young master of the Pei family, no one dares to offend him. It's a pity that this young master is beautiful, but his temper has been raised to be arrogant and domineering, and he also has some special hobbies that are unspeakable.

Almost everyone doesn't know that Xie Qingyun was forcibly kept by Young Master Pei.

The boy secretly glanced at Xie Qingyun in the distance. He used to help others scold the young master, but when he saw the young master today, for some reason, he had the idea that... Xie Qingyun seemed to be not at a loss either.

It's just that the young master doesn't look good now, and his attitude seems to be to trouble Xie Qingyun.

Xie Qingyun also saw Pei Xueyu, frowning slightly, curling up his fingers hanging by his side, and his eyes were full of emotions, ranging from forbearance to boredom.

He was tired of Pei Xueyu looking for him in public.

Perhaps because of the cold, Xueyu walked from the door to Xie Qingyun, coughed three or four times, his frosty face was covered with powder, and he had no good expression on his face. He said in a cold tone: "Xie Qingyun, are you doing it on purpose?"

Xie Qingyun frowned even more tightly: "...What?"

He wanted to ask again, but stopped suddenly.

The boy in front of him, who was almost halfway down his head, had his beautiful eyes slightly widened, his eyelashes were soft and stuck together, and his eyes were filled with water, as if he wanted to cry but was holding back.

...Is he feeling aggrieved?

Grievance for what?

The memories about Pei Xueyu went through his mind quickly, and Xie Qingyun in the back of the head vaguely remembered that Pei Xueyu seemed to have approached him this morning and asked him to wait at the school gate after school, but he had very important training at the time, so he hurriedly agreed and left.

He didn't wait for the young master, so he was angry?

Xie Qingyun moved his lips and wanted to explain, but after thinking about it, he realized that Pei Xueyu's invitation to him out was just to boss him around and show him the power of a financial sponsor. He slightly lowered his eyelids irritably: "I forgot."