My rival won't let me fall in love early! !

Chapter 5

If you don't report it, you won't report it. After sending Wang Qinchuan away, Yuan Rong cleaned up the dishes on the dining table. When he returned to the house, he settled in front of Yuan's cleaning room, but he still couldn't open the door and enter.

As long as the door of Yuan Qingzhuo's room is closed tightly and there is no sound from inside, Yuan Rong will never go in.

This is the profound lesson that Yuan Qingzhuo taught him during the summer vacation after the first year of high school.

The reason why Yuan Qingzhuo's room was pushed away that day was very simple: Mom cut a lot of fruit in the kitchen and asked Yuan Rong to ask her brother to go downstairs to eat together.

Yuan Rong knocked on the door to call for someone, but there was no response from inside.

He knocked again, shouting as he knocked, "Brother?"

There was still only silence in response to him.

Yuan Rong stood outside the door and waited for a while, gradually losing his patience. In the past, Yuan Qingzhuo never kept him waiting, and he was allowed to enter the room.But since my elder brother went to high school, the common language between the two has decreased a lot. Gradually, they no longer go to and from school together, and their daily communication has become less and less.

Originally, he would knock a few more times, or wait a little longer, or even just ignore him going down to eat fruit by himself, and that would be fine, but when he thought of Yuan Qingzhuo's alienation from him recently, he was inexplicably angry , Then he said loudly outside: "Brother, if you ignore me again, I will go in!" After finishing speaking, he opened the door directly.

The formerly clean room was clean and tidy, with a faint fragrance floating in the air, and the warm wind blowing on the face made it itchy.

There was no one on the bed, and the quilt had no creases from sleep. His eyes moved to the left, and at the desk by the window, Yuan Qingzhuo was sleeping on a book with his back to him.

The window framed a small scene of the sun gradually setting, the wind blew the golden curtains and kept flying, and the obliquely woven rose-colored sunlight formed the shape of matts on the desk, covering the young man's thin and beautiful back in a hazy halo inside.

Yuan Rong looked a little dazed.

He knew that his elder brother was good-looking, so he never concealed his pride and pride in front of outsiders.But at this moment, he felt that Yuan Qingzhuo's good looks had been upgraded, as if he had stepped out of a painting, and even the back figure outlined by a few simple lines was so amazing.

Yuan Qingzhuo is a symbol of beauty, and Yuan Rong suddenly felt an unspeakable sense of distance.

He felt that it was a sin for him to breathe loudly, so he stepped forward lightly, quietly observing Yuan Qingzhuo's sleeping face.

Yuan Qingzhuo was sleeping soundly on his arm, with an open book of poems gently pressed against his wrist.He only showed half of his face, the long eyelashes were pressed under the eyelids, and the browbones were straight up.The thin pale crimson lips are slightly pursed, and the lower jaw is as smooth as sculpture and the protruding Adam's apple.Not knowing if it was because of a nightmare, he frowned.

While watching him, Yuan Rong stretched out his hand to touch his Adam's apple, feeling the obvious ups and downs before letting it go with satisfaction.

Probably because he was too tired, Yuan Qingzhuo fell asleep on the table. There were several high school textbooks beside him, and his schoolbag was casually thrown at the foot of the desk.

Yuan Rong has long been curious about what kind of life he lived in high school every day, but unfortunately, he and Yuan Qingzhuo were two years apart, so he could only watch secretly like now to satisfy his greed.

But that's okay, he'll be a high school student soon too.

Yuan Rong took out a few books and flipped through them for a while. The strange symbols on the math books gave him a headache. Then, he gently pulled out the book that Yuan Qingzhuo was pressing down. It turned out to be a poem by Borges. .

At that time, Yuan Rong couldn't understand the meaning of these verses at all. He only knew that this book was treasured by his mother when she was working in a magazine. Later, he started a business with his father. All these books were left to Yuan Qingzhuo.

He read it once, but still found it difficult to understand, so he stretched out his hand and flipped through it casually, and suddenly saw a page of paper sandwiched inside, densely packed with words written by Yuan Qingzhuo.

There are only two words repeated over and over: Yuanrong.

At the beginning, the font was pretty strong and beautiful, but the writer’s irritability and uneasiness became more and more visible as the writing progressed. The font became bigger, more scribbled, and more forceful, as if he wanted to penetrate the back of the paper before he was willing to do so.

But why are all the names on the paper his?

Just one word already shocked and frightened Yuan Rong at that time.He didn't know why Yuan Qingzhuo wanted to write his name like this, it looked like he regarded him as an enemy, it was scary.

Yuan Rong was frozen in place when the boy in front of him suddenly moved.

He saw Yuan Qingzhuo opened his eyes, and the chaotic eyes fell on his face. He was stunned first, then focused, condensed, and his eyes became dark.

"elder brother……"

Yuan Rong took a few steps back in fright, not knowing what to explain: "I, I didn't do it on purpose..."

Yuan Qingzhuo stood up slowly, clutched Yuan Rong's wrist expressionlessly, looked at the poetry collection and paper in his hand with half-down eyes, and asked in a strange and angry tone: "It's you again?"

Yuan Rong raised his head to look at him, the dazzling sunset in summer caused a dark circle of light to appear in his vision.The rose-colored afterglow also turned into a hot red like a burning cloud, casting crimson shadows on Yuan Qingzhuo's outline.

What, what do you mean it's him again?

Yuan Rong was terrified, he was thrown against the wall by Yuan Qingzhuo, and his neck was held down, and he heard him continue to ask irritably, "Why, why do you always bother me?"

Yuan Qingzhuo's beautiful face was very close to him, the heavy breathing, low magnetic words, heaving chest, and deep eyes made Yuan Rong shudder.

He had never seen Yuan Qingzhuo like this.

Having just gone through the voice-changing period, Yuan Qingzhuo still has a bit of hoarseness in his speech. Perhaps because he cares about his image, he basically doesn't talk much this year.Yuan Rong thought this kind of voice was very pleasant, and often followed Yuan Qingzhuo to praise him.

The tone of voice that usually sounded low and pleasant now made Yuan Rong feel strange.

What does it mean to bother him all the time, and what does it mean to be him again?The two of them didn't get very close during this time... Yuan Rong felt a little wronged.

Fear is more of a grievance. He has never seen such an impatient expression from Yuan Qingzhuo. He was very gentle with himself before, why did he become like this?

Yuan Qingzhuo's eyes also made him incomprehensible, his eyes were glowing crimson, reflecting the glow on Yuan Rong's face, and there was some kind of hot emotion rolling in it.

Maybe it was because he had slept for a long time, Yuan Qingzhuo's fingertips were slightly cold, pressing on Yuan Rong's skin made him shiver uncontrollably.

The hands tightened tighter and tighter, Yuan Rong raised his head and blushed and said, "Brother...I'm sorry...I didn't mean to..."

After barely finishing this sentence, he saw Yuan Qingzhuo's vision suddenly clear up, as if a sleeping person suddenly woke up from a dream, and let go of the shackles on him.

"Cough, cough, cough—" Yuan Rong covered his throat and began to cough violently, looking a little uncomfortable.

Yuan Qingzhuo raised her hand as if waking up from a dream, as if she wanted to touch him, but finally said with a complicated expression: "Get out! Don't come into my room casually in the future."

I've already said I'm sorry, why do you still talk to him so fiercely.

Yuan Rong was very depressed. He raised his head and looked at Yuan Qingzhuo, and saw the ice-like arcs in the eyes of the other party. For some reason, he felt angry: "Don't worry, I will never enter your room again in the future."

He rushed out of the door in a panic, and the collection of poems and papers in his hand fell randomly at Yuan Qingzhuo's feet.

I can't tell exactly which incident led to the breakdown of the relationship between the brothers. Looking back now, there are factors that both parties do not understand and do not cooperate.

After that incident of trespassing in the bedroom, Yuan Rong also apologized to Yuan Qingzhuo, but Yuan Qingzhuo looked at him coldly every time, which made Yuan Rong uncomfortable.

Until the birthday of the second year, there was an extra book next to the gift box of the watch that Yuan Qingzhuo gave him.

"It's an anthology of Borges' poems," Yuan Qingzhuo smiled lightly, "Aren't you curious? Now it's yours, and it's marked with what you peeked at that day..."

"Yuan Qingzhuo!" Yuan Rong grabbed his collar.

What do you mean, mocking him?

Yuan Rong couldn't bear the cynicism and sarcasm of the past year, he threw the book on the ground with red eyes: "I hate you!"

That was the day their relationship fell apart completely.

Now the two seem to maintain a good peace on the surface, and Yuan Rong is slowly letting go of the good memories of the past. People will grow up, and some brothers will turn against each other because of various interest disputes. He and Yuan Qingzhuo It's good to be in the current state.

Therefore, Yuan Rong would never take the initiative to touch Yuan Qingzhuo's bad luck. Even if Yuan Qingzhuo allowed him to enter his room, Yuan Rong would not take half a step beyond the threshold.

He knew that he was an ordinary person, and his courage would be exhausted, because he didn't have the courage to face such a situation, so he chose to stay in the safe zone and keep his distance at all times.

Yuan Rong is a risk averse.

So in the end, he didn't push open the door, nor did he ask for the gift that Yuan Qingchen had prepared, and went back to his room to wash up and go to bed quickly.Before turning off the lights, he was afraid that Yuan Qingzhuo would come to seek revenge again in the middle of the night, so he deliberately locked the door behind him.

I slept soundly that night, and even slept until 11:30 noon the next day.

Yuan Rong woke up from hunger. He sat up from the bed, put on a light sweater and fleece pants, and went downstairs yawning.

On the first floor, he saw Yuan's mother preparing lunch in the living room, and asked casually, "Mom, why didn't you wake me up today?"

"You still said," Yuan's mother stared at him, "today your father and brother are going to get up early, we have finished breakfast, you still haven't got up, I was going to call you, but I was stopped by Qing Zhuo. Let you rest well."

"Yuan Qingzhuo gets up early?" Yuan Rong combed his bangs randomly, "What does he do when he gets up early?"

"I guess there is something to deal with." Yuan's mother answered casually.

Yuan Rong: "Oh."

The mother and son had a simple lunch at home, and Yuan Rong mentioned going out to play with classmates at night, Yuan's mother nodded without asking: "You plan your affairs yourself, just remember to go home and sleep at night. I will go back to my hometown with your father tonight, it is colder there, so you and Qingzhuo should not go with you, just stay at home honestly."

Yuan Rong nodded obediently, and took the initiative to wash the tableware after the meal. Around three or four o'clock in the afternoon, he received a call from Wang Qinchuan.

Since Yuan Qingzhuo was not at home, it didn't matter how he sneaked out. Yuan Rong packed himself up, opened the door of the house swaggeringly, and got in the car called by his friend.

As soon as they met, Wang Qinchuan looked behind him: "Where's your brother, didn't you follow?"

"Today is really the right time, place and people," Yuan Rong buttoned up the collar of his down jacket, "he is not at home now."

"That's good, let's go, let's go directly to the hotel to meet them."

The car drove out of the villa area and rushed to the city center.

There are a total of six people at the party tonight, all of whom have a particularly good relationship with Yuan Rong. Among them, only Yuan Rong and Qi Yuzhou's grades are not bad, and the other four are competing with each other. They sit in the classroom every day There's nothing to do and nothing to do.However, these people are basically the rich second generation of Shicheng, and they don't need to plan for themselves at all.

It was also because of the problem of making friends. Yuan Qingzhuo once told Yuan Rong when he was in high school, but Yuan Rong couldn't help it.

When he was in the first year of high school, his height began to grow by leaps and bounds. The only ones in the class who could talk to him on an equal footing were the few sitting in the last row, and he became familiar with them over time.Most of the boys were unwilling to go with Yuan Rong, so Yuan Rong had no choice but to make friends among tall boys.

There are one or two of these boys who are not doing their jobs properly, but they are extremely loyal to their buddies. Yuan Rong thinks that their natures are not bad, and often quarrels with Yuan Qingying because of this.

The two teenagers rushed to the box on the second floor of the hotel, opened the door, and saw a very handsome boy sitting up straight: "Qin Chuan, Yuan Rong, you are here."

Yuan Rong nodded to him, glanced around the wide private room, and landed on a young man in front of the dining table, and immediately rushed up to hug him.

"Yihe, long time no see, I really miss us!"

Hua Yihe hesitated for a moment, then reached out and hugged Yuan Rong back: "Sit down and eat first."

Yuan Rong and Hua Yihe are classmates in the same class. They usually have a good relationship in school, and they go together wherever they go. After the third year of high school, Hua Yihe began to leave school due to illness. Yuan Rong has not seen him for a long time. He died, and today's meeting was the first time after school was suspended.

Several teenagers sat at a table and began to ask about Hua Yihe's plan.

"I don't have any plans." Hua Yihe's face was slightly pale, and his delicate features were gloomy. "I'm not interested in anything right now."

Qi Yuzhou raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter, you just haven't come out of the shadows yet, come out to play with us more, don't pretend to have things in your heart, and you will get better slowly."

Hua Yihe didn't deny it, just nodded: "I hope."

"Yihe, don't take that matter too seriously," Wang Qinchuan persuaded hesitantly, "So many people were killed at the dinner that day, and it has nothing to do with you. You don't need to feel guilty at all."

"Yeah, yeah," another boy responded, "Didn't Yuan Rong suddenly fall ill and be hospitalized that night? I think that dinner party was evil! Yihe, you have no responsibility at all."

After saying this, Yuan Rong's face froze, as if recalling something very bad.

Wang Qinchuan observed the situation, and immediately said: "Okay, it's all over, the brothers are coming out to get together today, don't mention these unhappy things."

Qi Yuzhou went out with him to greet and serve the food.

The six of them had dinner in the private room. Yuan Rong took care of Hua Yihe's mood all the time. Seeing that his condition was fairly stable, he gradually stopped worrying.

After eating, Qi Yuzhou smiled mysteriously and asked everyone if they would like to go to the bar for a drink. He recently discovered a fun place.

Everyone had no objection. When he was about to leave the box, Wang Qinchuan accidentally bumped into Hua Yihe, and Gu Lulu rolled out several wrapped paper symbols, which happened to land on Yuan Rong's side.

He widened his eyes, picked them up and looked at them in his hands: "Yihe, these are..."

"give me back!"

Hua Yihe strode forward abruptly and snatched the things from Yuan Rong's hand.

Yuan Rong blinked: "What are these? Are they used to ward off evil spirits? Why do they look weird? They are not at all different from ordinary talisman papers."

It seems to be beckoning evil.But didn't Yihe never believe in this?Could it be that as Yuan Qingzhuo said, I started to believe in these evil things...

Yuan Rong was greatly shocked.

Hua Yihe didn't answer his question, but pinched his eyebrows wearily: "It's nothing, I have something else to do, so I'll go back first."

Wang Qinchuan on the side quickly came up to persuade him.

"It's all my fault today. I accidentally bumped into you. The money for the drinks at night is on my head. You can't leave. The buddy came out just to see you. You left and we And play with a hammer."

After all the talking, a few people finally persuaded Hua Yihe to go to the bar.

The place Qi Yuzhou was looking for was in the alley diagonally opposite Shicheng No. [-] Middle School. There was a heavy snowfall a few days ago, and the door was covered in thick snow.

"My boss and I have agreed to open a private room alone. Upstairs is the billiards room and the game hall." Qi Yuzhou led everyone inside, and the flickering lights and deafening music instantly brought everyone together. Surrounded by teenagers.

"Why did you choose such a place, the school is next to it, bad luck." Wang Qinchuan frowned.

The boy next to him bumped his shoulder: "What do you know, you can only meet your classmates here. It is said that those good students usually come here to play after school. Don't you wonder who they are?"

Wang Qinchuan gave him a sideways glance: "Pervert."

"If you really want to say this, we also have two obedient students here, Qi Yuzhou and Yuan Rong, aren't they?"

"Let's forget about Qi Yuzhou, he's just pretending. Doesn't he have enough girlfriends?"

Qi Yuzhou kicked the boy and scolded with a smile: "Go, go, gossip is on my head."

He turned around and hooked his hands at Yuan Rong: "Brother Yuan, I heard that you can invite people to accompany you to drink here. Do you want me to call some over for you?"

Yuan Rong: "...Didn't you come here to drink, don't make those fancy things, I don't like it."

"Brother, it's because you're an adult, and you haven't even held a girl's hand," Qi Yuzhou said, "Look at them, who has rich emotional experience, only you are still here playing crush idol dramas , I haven’t had a girlfriend since I was in high school for three years.”

These words made Yuan Rong's ears callous.At the beginning, he would be embarrassed by everyone, but then he simply looked away. It is a pity that he did not fall in love early, but it is not completely bad. At least it can make him more stable and serious about this matter...cough Cough, there is no other way, so I can only make amends like this.

It's not all the fault of Yuan Qingzhuo.

Yuan Rong pursed his lips and said nothing, and heard another person answer: "Okay, we and Yuan Rong don't have the same style of painting, I guess we are all scumbags who play with emotions in his eyes, haha."

Wang Qinchuan said: "It's almost over, this topic ends here, drink as much as you want, don't talk about what you have." After finishing speaking, he asked Qi Yuzhou to lead the way into the box.

Although they were about the same size as adults, there was still a bit of recklessness and youthfulness in the eyes of teenagers. The waiter knew that they were underage, so he didn't mention those messy services.

Yuan Rong doesn't hold a lot of alcohol, he always drinks something fresh, he doesn't really rush to get drunk, after ordering two or three bottles of fruit wine, he chats with Hua Yihe, and then plays dice with everyone.

While he was going to the toilet, Qi Yuzhou bet that if Yuan Rong was drunk today, he would have good luck. The people present, including Hua Yihe, didn't believe it. When Yuan Rong came back from the toilet, the bottle was already in He was secretly dropped by someone, and he began to be drunk frequently by everyone.

After drinking, Yuan Rong was not drunk, but his consciousness was still clear, but his cheeks and neck burned up first, and there was a lot of crimson, pink in the red, especially his face, which looked very good to the touch.

He didn't cry or make noise when he drank too much, but just quietly played with his mobile phone in the booth.While playing, Hua Yihe beside him suddenly stood up and strode out, walking anxiously.

"Yihe! Hey, where is Yihe busy?"

Yuan Rong got up and put on a down jacket: "I'll go and have a look."

The two left the box one after the other, and Wang Qinchuan also noticed their disappearing figures, turned around and asked, "Is Yihe drunk?"

Hua Yihe walked very fast, squeezed into the crowd in the blink of an eye, and disappeared.

Yuan Rong walked up quickly, kept calling his name, trying to call him.

It's a pity that he didn't catch up after chasing out of the door of the bar. He stood under the eaves, blowing cold wind while panting, and his breath formed a hot mist in front of his eyes, blocking his sight.

The cold wind poured in along the collar, and Yuan Rong's consciousness gradually became clear. At this moment, he suddenly heard a sharp cracking sound from a window not far away, and the sound of glass shattering.

He was startled, and took a few steps back to stay away from the piece of broken glass. Immediately afterwards, the door of the bar was pushed open, and a girl rushed out, followed by several ferocious men holding beer bottles.

The girl looked around, saw Yuan Rong at first glance, and rushed forward to hug him.

"Yuan Rong, right! I know you, please save me!"