There are Fishes in Beichuan [北川有鱼]

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　　It was not known whether it was because the indoor heating temperature was too high or his eyes were too scorching, but Lu Xianyu's face turned red.

　　She jumped up from the sofa, ran into the room and slammed the door shut.

　　Ji Beichuan was left out by her, leaning lazily on the pillow, laughing softly with a hook at the end of his voice: "Lu Xiaoyu, why are you so shy so easily."

　　Although there was a door between them, his voice mixed with laughter fell steadily into her ears, causing Lu Xianyu's heart to beat wildly.

　　She leaned her back against the door and refused to admit defeat: "Who...who is shy? I am sleepy."

　　Ji Beichuan chuckled, stood up and walked to the door of Lu Xianyu's room, knocked on the door with his fingers bent: "I'm leaving."

　　The brown wooden door that was originally tightly closed opened, and the little girl crouched down, revealing half of her blushing face as she looked at him: "Didn't you say you wanted to stay tonight?"

　　"You don't want me to leave?" He lowered his head and touched his forehead to hers, his voice was a little ambiguous, "I have to go back and take a shower, I have training tomorrow."

　　Lu Xianyu couldn't tell how he felt, and he actually felt a little lost.

　　She pursed her lips and nodded obediently: "Then go, I also have to rehearse the show tomorrow."

　　"Kiss."

　　He leaned forward slightly, and his lips touched hers, just a touch, very intimately.

　　Ji Beichuan stood up, put one hand in his pocket, raised his hand and rubbed her short brown hair, "Let's go."

　　"Good night." She sounded a little disappointed.

　　"Good night."

　　Ji Beichuan came out of Lu Xianyu's house, his face turned from sunny to gloomy, his eyes were as dark as ink and as cold as ice chips.

　　He took out his silent-mode cell phone and found a dozen missed calls from "Ji Xing".

　　Ji Beichuan twitched his lips in ridicule, and deleted it with a flick of his finger.

　　It was almost dawn and the whole building was so quiet that only the sound of the whistling wind could be heard.

　　When Ji Beichuan returned home, the apartment was in a mess, as if it had been robbed. He remained calm and went straight into the bathroom to take a shower.

　　When I came out of the shower, my cell phone rang. It was Ji Xing calling.

　　He wiped his hair with a towel and threw it aside. He hooked his toes over the computer chair, leaned back, answered the call and pressed the speakerphone button.

　　Ji Xing yelled at him on the phone, and then warned Ji Beichuan: "Break up with that girl as soon as possible. How can a third-rate girl be worthy of my son, Ji Xing?"

　　Ji Beichuan's calm black eyes flashed with cruelty. He tapped the table with his hand resting on the armrest and sneered, "Don't worry about it, Mr. Ji. This is my business."

　　"Ji Beichuan——" Ji Xing was furious, "Don't force me, as a father, to lose face and do something to that girl."

　　Ji Beichuan closed his eyes, then opened them again. His peach blossom eyes were sinister and cold.

　　"Just try to touch her if you dare."

　　The next day was the weekend. Lu Xianyu didn’t go to bed until three o’clock last night and was woken up by a call from Xiang Qianqian at ten o’clock in the morning.