Meet Jiaqi for the first time

Chapter 26

It was the first time that Chuxi invited him to play at his house, and Yu Jiaqi was really nervous.Especially when they arrived at the door of his family's mansion in a high-end neighborhood in the city center, the tension became even stronger.At this time, Yang appeared again, and said in his usual tone of complaints: "Don't hesitate, go in, the ugly daughter-in-law will see her in-laws sooner or later!" "What are you talking about? Chuxi just invited me to play at home." " That being the case, what are you nervous about? Are you afraid that people will find out or not? "

He looked up at the beautiful building in front of him, "Their family is in such conditions. If you look at my dress and conversation again, I'm afraid I will be looked down upon by his family." "Hi," Yang smiled disapprovingly, "We didn't What does money have to do with them? They don’t spend their money. What does it matter to us if they have money? Xi's parents are local tyrants, not as fashionable as you! As for the conversation you mentioned, don't worry about it."

"Why?" he asked. "Seeing his family, I'll be thankful if you can say a word completely." Yang replied with a smile.

This conversation was very useful, and Yu Jiaqi did not feel so nervous after entering.

Chuxi's father was in the company, so he only greeted Chuxi's mother briefly. He seemed to be a very kind and easy-going person. He looked young and well-maintained.Then he was taken to his room by Chuxi.

Chuxi's room was much bigger than his, and the single bed was also much bigger than his. The bookshelves were full of comic books, and there were a few paintings on the wall that he couldn't understand.There are no blank spaces on the wall, they are all graffiti drawn by Chuxi himself, without specific graphics, Yu Jiaqi still can't understand what the paintings are, but the colors are colorful, bright and vivid, he just thinks it looks good.

"Did you draw these?" He asked. "Yeah." He nodded, "What do you think?" He smiled shyly, "I don't quite understand it, but I like it." Chu Xi smiled lightly: "Art is something that is usually Personal understanding is different. As long as you like it, even if the work is worthless in the eyes of others, it is precious to you; if you don’t like it, even if it is expensive, it is worthless to you meaningful."

Yu Jiaqi stared at him obsessively, and found that his eyes were shining when he said these words.

"Sit down." Chu Xi said.He sat down on the chair.Chu Xi took off her slippers, jumped onto the bed, and beckoned to him, "Sit here!" He sat down on a corner of the bed cautiously.He handed him a comic book, "Although I don't draw this type, I like to read it." "Oh, I've never read a comic book before." He flipped through it with his head bowed.

"You've never read comics?" Chu Xi asked strangely, "Then what kind of books do you usually read?" I plan to finish reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude" next." Chu Xi said "Oh", and the two of them suddenly fell into an awkward and delicate atmosphere.

After being silent for a while, Chuxi suddenly said: "Yu Jiaqi, I have something to ask you." "What?" He looked up at him.I saw him reaching under the pillow to feel something, "It's about..."

"Chuxi!" Qu Wenqian suddenly pushed the door open and walked in, and he immediately withdrew his hand. "Jiaqi is here too," she sat down on the bed, "It's so boring for you guys to just chat here! Let's go play tennis!" "Okay! I'll go get the equipment!" Shang Yu Jiaqi ran out excitedly.

Qu Wenqian stayed alone in his room, and suddenly noticed that a corner of a book seemed to be exposed under the pillow on the bed, and she remembered that his hand seemed to be touching something under the pillow when she entered the door.

She picked up the pillow curiously, and saw a notebook under it, with Yu Jiaqi's name written on the cover. "Why are his things here at Chuxi?" She was puzzled, and opened it.It turned out to be a sketchbook, and the first few pages were just still life sketches of fruits, utensils, plaster figures, etc. "It's far worse than Chu Xi." She curled her lips.

But the picture she saw immediately stunned her. It was a sketch of Chuxi's profile, with exquisite facial features, vivid eyebrows and eyes, and lifelike. The next one was a frontal portrait of Chuxi, and the next one was Chuxi's face. The next one is a full-body portrait... Chuxi, Chuxi, Chuxi...all are portraits of Chuxi!

Of course, Chu Xi would not draw so many self-portraits of himself, he is not so narcissistic, and many movements and expressions in these paintings are impossible for him to capture by himself.

She closed the book in a daze, and it took a long time before she came to her senses.

On the tennis court, Qu Wenqian wore a sexy and cute pink tennis skirt, and played against the server with a racket in her hand, with skillful movements and graceful posture.After hitting for a while, she stopped to wipe off her sweat, smiled and looked in Chuxi's direction.But who would have thought that he didn't look at him, but was teaching Yu Jiaqi how to play.

Watching Chu Xi close to him with almost zero distance, patiently teaching him how to hold the racket, how to swing the racket, and how to hit the ball. When he hit the ball from the server independently for the first time, Chu Xi looked Happier than hitting a good ball myself.Inexplicably, jealousy arose in her heart—is that shy, shy boy who can only read books really her rival in love?Really?a boy?

She began to observe him carefully.

During the break, Chu Xi stood on the sidelines and drank water, which overflowed from the corner of his mouth and flowed down his neck.During the whole process, Yu Jiaqi kept staring at him non-stop, with secretive but obsessive eyes.

She remembered the portrait of Zhang Chuxi in the sketchbook signed by him, she remembered the rumors about the painting on the campus propaganda wall and him that she had heard in school, and she remembered the first time she saw him Just the sense of disgust for no reason... She understood, she understood.

what to do?How would she solve this disgusting trouble?

After playing, before they went home, Yu Jiaqi asked, "Chuxi, didn't you say you had something to ask me earlier? What exactly is it?" Chuxi glanced at Qu Wenqian who was not far away, and said: "Forget it, let's talk about it another day."

Chuxi returned home, but Qu Wenqian said to Yu Jiaqi, "I want to say a few words to you."

"Do you like Chuxi?" At the beginning, she asked directly. "What did you say?" he said in shock. "Am I right?" She sneered, "I didn't expect such a disgusting thing to happen to me! I said, why did I find you uncomfortable when I saw you for the first time?" "You...you are talking nonsense What? How...how is it possible?"

She looked at him contemptuously, and said, "Don't quibble, I noticed the way you looked at him, and those paintings, if you didn't like them, how could someone draw so many portraits of an ordinary friend?" "What portraits?" He was even more surprised, "How did you know? Where did you see it?" "That means you admit that you painted those paintings," she said with deep disgust in her eyes, "Do you really like him? But Do you think you are qualified to like him? From family background to gender, what are you worthy of him?"

He lowered his head and defended weakly: "I...I didn't..." She raised her chin and said proudly: "I'm not interested in your sexual orientation, but I clearly warn you, stay away from my Chu Xi Keep a distance from him, and don’t even be friends! If I find out that you are plotting against him again, I will announce your secret to the whole school, and let everyone in Yinghui No. [-] Middle School know that Yu Jiaqi is a glass. Let me see if you can stay in this school!?"

After finishing speaking, she said coldly: "Don't let Chuxi know about this conversation." Then she turned and left.

He stood alone on the spot, with his head bowed, his hands clenched into fists, but he was trembling constantly. "Disgusting!" "Glass!" "You are not worthy of him..." Qu Wenqian's words echoed in his mind over and over again.

"Yeah, nothing I do will change the fact that I'm a man, and that alone will never make me good enough for him. Let it go, maybe it's time to let it go."