Lou Jue
He is 1.9 Meters tall and has a talent for sports. He is a arrogant asshole and has an aura of 2.8 Meters.
Lou Jue has never been a good student. With his round hair and eyes that always held a hint of impatience, he looked like a wild beast that was about to explode at any time. But unexpectedly, he was holding a bottle of AD calcium milk in his hand, wandering down the stairs, walked up to Cheng Che, and handed it over: "Do you want to drink it?"
Cheng Che raised his eyes, his eyes as cold as a deep pool of water. He didn't even bother to say anything and just looked away.
Lou Jue was not annoyed and just clicked his tongue. He took his hand back, unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a sip of it. "I'm used to you."
People say that Lou Jue is someone who is not easy to mess with and is ruthless in his actions. Even if someone often hangs around him, if he is offended, he will still beat him to death.
But Lou Jue protected Cheng Che tightly. Growing up together, Cheng Che was never asked to do anything, but Cheng Che often instigated Lou Jue to bring him tea and water. Even when Cheng Che was in a bad mood and kicked him in the leg, he just grinned, rubbed his knees, and continued to lean in to coax him.
Freshmen all like to get close to Cheng Che. They all feel that the Minister of External Relations smiles like a spring breeze blowing on his face, but his appearance has an indescribable coldness of divinity, as if a touch of cinnabar between his eyebrows can transform into a boy under the Guanyin Seat.
Freshmen from one generation after another came to Cheng Che's side. Lou Jue didn't say a word. He just watched Cheng Che like an animal patrolling its territory every day to see if there was anyone else around him.
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One day, someone in the external relations department committed a crime and came to Cheng Che for help in a panic.
Cheng Che placed his hand on the corridor and lit a piece of dry mugwort he had picked up. Amidst the smoke, his side face looked particularly cold.
He glanced at the man's T-shirt of the same style as Lou Jue's, and remembered that this man had been sticking to Lou Jue's side every day a few days ago, Cheng Che suddenly smiled. He pressed out the mugwort in his hand and said in a very low voice, with a hint of joking: "Why do you think... I will help you?"
He came closer, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: "I'm worse than them all."
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One night, Lou Jue drank too much and was leaning against the wall to smoke. Cheng Che walked over and kicked him in the calf: "Smoking less, it smells bad."
Lou Jue squinted at him and suddenly smiled: "You care about me?"
Cheng Che didn't say anything, but reached out to grab the cigarette from his mouth, put it out on the wall, then turned around and left.
Lou Jue looked at his back, cursed something in a low voice, but still followed him.
Intention: I love him like kissing a rose in the mist
