I didn't learn from him either!

He was in junior high school at the time, a time when boys and girls seemed to be changing every day, and even their bones were sprouting young and vigorously.

He Yu grew taller and taller every day, the teenager's frame became erect and taller, while his voice suddenly became lower and lower, he could no longer wear the clothes he used to wear, the newly tailored school uniforms started to look a bit short after half a semester, so he used to loosen the buttons of his white shirts, and he always had to choose the size of his shoes bigger.

In addition to the physical changes, the atmosphere of socializing is also changing.

Suddenly he was surrounded by chattering girls, who would suddenly go silent as he approached, only to burst into giggles and crunches after he left.

In addition to his own neatly organized textbooks, envelopes of various colors began to appear in his drawer, sealed with scented paper and written with fleshy sentiments that bored him to tears.

What's worse is that sometimes he gets stuck in the stairway of one of the school buildings, facing a girl whose features he can't even remember, receiving gifts from her with great anticipation, and then he has to smile in a civilized manner, giving her the proper affirmation and reassurance, and rejecting her with as little hurt feelings as possible.

Whenever he encounters these things, He Yu has two big heads.

He admits that he's a bit of a hypocrite compared to Wei Dongheng, who's a few years older. He's also a hot, good-looking guy, but Wei Dongheng rolls his eyes and rejects people, writing "I'm expensive, and women don't deserve me" on his face.

And he can only put on a thoughtful face.

He's the schoolmaster, the model of excellence who saves the teacher's ass.

And Wei Dongheng is just handsome, everyone knows Wei is a trashy student.

He Yu then had to repeat the boring rejection over and over again, and after the rejection, he still had to give the schoolmates attached to the appeasement work, he felt impatient, especially when he waited and waited, waiting for countless girls to show their affection, but delayed to wait for Xie Xue to give him a love letter--

Yes, He Yu had determined his feelings for Xie Xue at the beginning of his adolescence.

He would pay extra attention to Xie Xue, appearing not to move, but in fact has been coldly watching Xie Xue's every move, patiently listening to Xie Xue talk about her favorite male celebrities, trying to find out her favorite people in common.

In the end, He Yu, with the IQ of an Olympiad problem solver, came to a conclusion that was a bit hard for him to accept--

Xie Xue is a big brother control, she recognizes men, more or less have certain places, will be like Xie Qingcheng.

Those actors, singers, their personas are either uninhibited, arrogant, cool, or unyielding, and they always have something of Xie Qingcheng's temperament.

This is not to say that Xie Xue has a brotherly love complex and wants to fall in love with her brother, of course not. It's just that Xie Xue seems to think that although her brother is a straight man with cancer and has a lot of problems, she admires Xie Qingcheng from the bottom of her heart, and her view on choosing a spouse was undoubtedly influenced by Xie Qingcheng at that time, and she thinks that men similar to her brother are the most reliable.

This influence is so subtle that even Xie Xue herself is not aware of it.

But Xie Xue subconsciously says--

"Awww, this actor is so warm, he cooks like my brother."

"Awww, this actor is so handsome, my brother plays like this too."

Or it's, "Awww, why does this actor have such long hair ...... My brother says boys should look like boys, they should be masculine ......"

He Yu is a conceited person, he always thinks he is good-looking and has good taste, he doesn't understand what's so good about Xie Qingcheng's kind of old man who has been smashed on the beach by the times, so he is not willing to compromise at first, but wants to correct Xie Xue's aesthetics to him.

But no matter whether he is gentle and modest or extravagant, as long as Xie Xue can't feel anything similar to Xie Qingcheng's temperament from him, Xie Xue will have no interest in him.

"Keep your shirt unbuttoned, students behave like students."

"It's best to wear spring and fall long pants; the school-issued gym shorts are too casual for you."

Then Xie Xue thought about it, and actually pulled out an old group photo of her brother when he was in middle school, pointing in a serious manner to the tall boy in the far corner and saying, "Look, this will look better."

Xie Qingcheng above is young and handsome, but in He Yu's eyes he looks outdated. Where else would you find someone so stereotypically dressed in a full school uniform, cleaned as if they were going to be in the ICU next and therefore decontaminated, even an old photo couldn't hide the whiteness of the t-shirt.

And the legs, blind so long legs, all to cover in the pants below, a photo around all the people are summer shorts, Xie Qingcheng wrapped in spring and autumn models, a face of calm natural cool indifference.

Isn't that sick?

Where's the beauty in that?

But Xie Xue said: "is good-looking ah! And he was cut this hairstyle, wearing this dress, ah, although the face is not like, but this calm temperament is very much like the Infernal Affairs in the Wu Zhenyu acted that Ni family in charge of the big brother, so handsome and strong and elegant, than you now these boys handsome a lot! ...... didn't say you ah, you're okay, but your temperament is like that teenage Officer Liu in Infernal Affairs, the villain, sometimes laugh a little gangster."

Xie Xue loved watching Infernal Affairs for a while, watching a movie over and over again, blurting out the names of the characters, and then exclaiming, "Hey, our family's genes are really excellent. My brother is really handsome."

He Yu looked at the handsome young man in the photo for a few moments and coldly turned the frame upside down, "Where is he handsome."

After a while and reluctantly, he flipped the frame back, looked at it a few more times, and said coldly, "Ugly."

This time there was no chance of reversing the snap, Xie Xue snatched the photo back from his hands and indignantly said, "Bah! You're just jealous of my beauty! You're jealous of my brother's handsomeness!"

"......"

There is nothing to say to this bitch, jealous of Xie Qingcheng handsome even so, jealous of her beautiful what the hell ...... is not right, jealous of Xie Qingcheng handsome also impossible.

He was so good looking that half the girls in the school had slipped him chocolates or love letters, so why should he be jealous of a boring outdated old man?

He doesn't care what Xie Qingcheng looks like.

But that day, after sending Xie Xue out of his house, the devastated He Yu sat in front of his desk and played with his cell phone, constantly pressing the screen on and off. Light and darkness flickered in his eyes; when it was bright, there was only the light of the cell phone in his eyes, but when it was dark, the screen reflected the young man's face, which was already showing its heroic bone structure.

He Yu stared at himself in the screen's reflection for a moment, rolled his eyes, cursed, and then unlocked the screen once again, commiserating and typing--

"Infernal Affairs Wu Chun-Yu." Six words.

Pressed the search engine.

That muggy afternoon, the teenager was sitting in front of his desk, underneath which were student gym shorts and a pair of long, white, tight legs that were swaying. He stared indifferently at the pile of infernal stills on the screen, looking at the cold mobster, staring while staring with a sullen face, as if the human actor owed him a hundred million dollars: "A board, where is this temperament good ......"

"Good? Handsome?"

"...... is not handsome at all."

The next morning, however, Xie Qingcheng, who was staying at He Yu's house for the time being, almost bumped into He Yu's nose when he came out of the guest room yawning.

Xie Qingcheng was stunned for a moment and glanced over in rising temper, "Kid, what are you doing?"

To be honest, at that time, Xie Qingcheng calling He Yu a brat was already inappropriate.

When He Yu reached puberty, his body was so strong that Xie Qingcheng was used to looking down at him, but in the blink of an eye, he had to get used to looking down at this boy who was more than ten years younger than himself, and the other side was growing taller and taller, so it might not be too long before he had to learn to look up at him - probably because of this! It was probably because of this that Xie Qingcheng's attitude towards He Yu had been very unfriendly for a while.

He also subconsciously looks down when He Yu calls him.

The result was either He Yu's school shorts and long legs, or He Yu's feet in size 42 sneakers.

But there were some exceptions that day.

That day Xie Qingcheng looked over and saw not He Yu's school uniform shorts, but properly ironed spring and fall dress pants.

He froze for a moment, his eyes moving further up.

Good lord, He Yu doesn't know what kind of drugs he's taken, but he's changed into a particularly clean, practically white t-shirt with the collar buttoned to the top one, and even his hair has changed style; the teenager's face, which was originally covered by bangs, is now replaced with a more refreshing hairstyle that reveals his forehead and eyebrows.

It looks kinda familiar.

But Xie Qingcheng couldn't remember who he looked like.

"...... You changed your look?"

He Yu skimmed his mouth, boarded his face, did not say yes or no, held for a while, only and poisonous gas attack like Tie Qing face asked: "What do you think?"

Xie Qingcheng inexplicably, but still carefully measured him again from head to toe: "Not bad, than before smooth eyes."

"...... hmmm."

"But it just seems like I've seen it somewhere before."

"...... Hmph!"

He Yu rolled his eyes, toed the line, and walked away in a tight-lipped manner, leaving Xie Qingcheng still not quite sober as he wiped his face and muttered, "What's the brat's nerve ......"

He Yu's attire that day was naturally highly praised by Xie Xue.

"Wow! You're so handsome, handsome!"

"You look especially good today!"

He Yu, while aching in his heart, pretended to be oblivious to her compliments and blandly said, "Why don't I feel that, it's just that my hair is a bit long, I had Tony cut it randomly a few times."

"Really super cool!"

He Yu's heart was pleasant, but the expression on his face was even deeper and colder.

So from that day on, the boy began to deliberately study Xie Qingcheng, this old man's dress, temperament details, and then tsk tsk feeling disgusted, while reluctantly leaning towards it.

As a result, one day, when He Yu was washing his hands with Xie Qingcheng's sleeves rolled up, he suddenly noticed the English tattoo on the top of Xie Qingcheng's left wrist, which was in very small, slender and tilted handwriting, just like a bracelet.

At that time, He Yu thought that it seemed strange for Xie Qingcheng to have a tattoo, did he also have a rebellious and uninhibited youth?