Evan chattered in his ear: "Jiang, are you okay? You know that handsome Chinese boy? But he doesn't look like he knows you... I know." He raised his eyebrows mysteriously, "He Is it your ex-boyfriend?"
Jiang Yiyou: "..."
"Your ex-boyfriend is so cold."
Jiang Yiyou couldn't bear it anymore: "...can you shut up, he is not my ex-boyfriend."
He is clearly my current boyfriend, Jiang Yiyou added angrily from the bottom of his heart.
The four people who responded to them had already walked a short distance, and when they heard the sound of the suitcase falling to the ground behind them, they realized that Jiang Yiyou and Evan were already a hundred steps behind them.
The boy wearing glasses laughed when he saw Chu Chuan, "Brother Chuan."
Chu Chuan let go of Chu Jiari's hand and put it in his pocket, "Is that the foreign student you picked up?"
Suhang waved his hand and explained: "It's an overseas student. But the one with black hair is Chinese."
"Chinese?" Chu Chuan turned around in surprise, and glanced at Jiang Yiyou expressionlessly, "Oh, he just spoke to me in English."
Jiang Yiyou: "..."
Chu Jiari reached out and tugged at the corner of Chu Chuan's clothes, Jiang Yiyou's eyes were fixed on Chu Jiari's two fingers, almost burning them through.
Chu Chuan didn't notice his thoughts, he looked back at Chu Jiari, and said goodbye to Suhang. But the moment he turned around, someone grabbed his forearm. Only then did Chu Chuan see Jiang Yi's turbulent and moist emotions in his eyes, like ocean waves under the moonlight, clutching his heart.
Chu Chuan didn't break free, but frowned. Without any reason, he doesn't like Jiang Yiyou.
Jiang Yiyou took a deep breath. The moment he caught Chu Chuan, the only thought that flashed through his mind was to ask for the contact information. When he came to his senses, Jiang Yiyou just remembered that he knew Chu Chuan's mobile phone number and WeChat account by heart, so he didn't need to ask again.
What's more, Chu Chuan might not tell him.
He wanted to let go of his hand as if nothing had happened, but someone grabbed his wrist firmly. Jiang Yi raised his head in astonishment, Chu Jiari looked at him vigilantly and fiercely: "What do you want to do!"
He even saw the vague hostility in the other party's eyes.
This scene suddenly overlapped with the scene many years ago. Jiang Yiyou twitched the corners of his mouth irritably, but thought inappropriately that Chu Jiari was still the same as before, fierce like a wolf cub protecting food in front of strangers.
"I just think he looks familiar." Jiang Yiyou shrugged and looked at Chu Chuan calmly, "Are you a student who graduated from Nancheng No. 2 Middle School? I probably met you in high school."
Chu Chuan nodded, "I haven't seen you before."
"It's normal that you haven't met me. After all, there were so many graduates in our class—" Jiang Yi explained in a thoughtful way, with a just right smile on his face. When he raised his head, he found that Chu Chuan hadn't heard him at all, and had been dragged far away by Chu Jiari.
Jiang Yiyou's smile froze on his face and slowly disappeared. After a while, his voice sounded softly again: "After all, there were so many graduates in our class, and my grades were not very good. There is really nothing worthy of your attention."
He is so good.