Is slag Gong whitewashed today?

The nerves that had been tense for a long time relaxed because he subconsciously felt reliable, and Chi Zhou slept very drowsily this time.

After waking up from the darkness, he looked at the chandelier on the ceiling and reacted for a full minute before realizing that he was at Qi Rang's house.

The memories of last night gradually came back in his mind, he remembered his drunken state, pulled up the quilt like an ostrich in an attempt to escape reality, and after a while, he buried his head on the pillow and took a deep breath

——It's the smell of clean laundry detergent.

Although it seemed to be no different from the ones he used at home, Chi Zhou just bent his eyes like this, with an unknown joy in his heart.

I have already slept at his house, does it mean that I am a little closer to him?

After rolling a few times like a silkworm chrysalis, Chi Zhou jumped up from the bed, put on his slippers, opened the door and looked out tentatively.

Finding no one walked out lightly.

"Woke up?"

The voice sounded from downstairs, and Chi Zhou straightened up quickly after standing still.

"Why are you so elusive."

"In my own home, how can it be regarded as haunted and haunted?"

After Qi Rang laughed, he took a pair of scissors and walked around the stairs to the outside yard.

"There is a meal for you on the table, heat it up yourself."

A metal clock hung in the living room, with only hour and minute hands and no numbers.

After making a judgment, Chi Zhou was a little puzzled.

"Is today already Saturday?"

During the few days he was locked up in the basement, in order to keep awake, he recorded the three meals a day according to the dates sent by the servants, but in the last two days, it was inevitable that he would become unconscious.

After he muttered something in a low voice, he just thought that he had miscalculated the day, and then looked at the person outside who was going to water the flowers.

After taking off the school uniform, his tall and neat figure was revealed. He obviously looked indifferent, but after approaching, he was unexpectedly gentle, and his ability to handle things with ease always seemed to make others feel a little shorter.

Chi Zhou walked out while thinking this way.

It's just that when he walked to the door, he suddenly felt a sense of trance, as if he had done this countless times before.

Qi Rang was hugged by Chi Zhou from behind, startled for a moment,

"what happened?"

Chi Zhou buried his head on the side of his neck, spit out two words out of nowhere,

"Wife."

Qi Rang swore that he didn't point the sprinkler at the people behind him at this time, which was the result of his patience.

He turned around and looked at Chi Zhou, whose face was full of embarrassment, as if he had just realized what he had said, with a half-smile,

"The younger you are, the better you are."

Chi Zhou has already let go,

"What, what is smaller?"

Qi Rang turned off the flow of water a little,

"Why did you call it that suddenly?"

Chi Zhou pondered for a while, and he was also a little puzzled about this question, then he frowned,

"Isn't it common for people to feel that they have experienced what is happening now, or seem to have dreamed about what happened in reality? Probably this is the feeling."

Qi Rang's heart pressed down, seeing his ignorant expression, he quickly kissed him,

"So, how does it feel?"

Chi Zhou's throat rolled twice,

"But, can I kiss you back?"

...

I was simply bewildered.

Qi Rang turned around again,

"How do you eat so fast?"

Chi Zhou looked at him without answering and said suddenly:

"I don't want to take the piano exam."

"why?"

"Because I want to resist and do what I like to do."

Qi Rang was silent for a moment.

He knew about Chi Zhou's achievements and development in his last life. Although he also hoped that Chi Zhou could really do what he liked, he was inevitably affected by his memory and asked:

"Aren't you impulsive?"

Chi Zhou nodded frankly,

"It's impulsive, but sometimes people should be impulsive."

Then added another sentence,

"I don't want to pretend I like piano anymore."

Genius pianist doesn't like piano?

Qi Rang faintly felt that Chi Zhou's life was about to run like a wild horse running along a strange road.

So he thought for a moment and asked:

"Then what do you want to learn?"

"Drums!"

There was light in Chi Zhou's eyes that were different from before,

"I want to reach the pinnacle of my life by playing drums and become an excellent person like you."

It's true that you will reach the pinnacle of your life, but your peak... isn't it a bit off track?

Qi Rang only thought that he was still a child at heart, and he could do whatever he thought of, but the persuasion he had just prepared swallowed back in Chi Zhou's next sentence.

"Actually, you can see that my mother is a bit mentally abnormal, but she was unable to join the National Orchestra and play the piano because of something happened before, so she pinned all her hopes on me."

He said it lightly, as if the past was nothing more than trivial matters like eating and drinking.

Qi Rang sighed,

"If you want to learn, you can study, and you can take whatever test you want."

If one year is not enough, it will be two years, and if two years is not enough, it will be three years. When deciding on the follow-up of a long life, you have to be yourself.

Qi Rang's expression looks like a doting parent, but he is not a real parent after all.

The atmosphere in the Chi family's villa was as gloomy and oppressive as ever. After Chi Zhou repeatedly assured Qi Rang that he was fine, he took a taxi back home alone, and then sat on the sofa in the living room until late at night, waiting for Chi's father who came back from the dinner.

Chi Qiang didn't seem to see him pulling his tie and walking upstairs.

"Dad, I have something to tell you."

Father Chi turned his head,

"What are you talking about, your little boyfriend who didn't even dare to go to school?"

Chi Zhou was startled,

"what?"

Father Chi sneered,

"I thought he was capable."

Chi Zhou didn't bring his mobile phone with him because he left in a hurry yesterday, and after he came back today, he kept thinking about how he could have a peaceful conversation with Father Chi.

After standing there for a few seconds, he ran upstairs. After charging the phone and turning it on again, he realized that he did not remember the date wrongly. Today is really Friday.

There were hundreds of new messages accumulated in the class group, but when he scrolled up, he easily saw an edited video with Qi Rang as the cover.

"It's fine if you're gay, don't take my son with you."

Chi Zhou's hands began to tremble.

Then there was a familiar figure, wearing the clothes he had seen just this afternoon after taking off his school uniform.

From a male teacher he didn't know in the office who left without saying a word, to Xue Ran who wanted to break the embarrassment for Qi Rang but accidentally made the atmosphere even more embarrassing, and then to the head teacher with a bitter face behind him.

Qi Rang repeated the same question and answer three times.

The picture was not clear because of the sneak shot, but every word in the voice beat Chi Zhou's heart like a whip.

"Is what Chi Zhou's mother said true?"

"It's true that Chi Zhou and I like each other."

The author has something to say: Ah, my little red flower is about to break! !Originally, I wrote more than 2000 words at [-] o’clock and was dissatisfied. I told my friends to bite the bullet and write it down. I saved the daily update and changed the text tomorrow. As a result... I still re-wrote _(:з)∠)_ and I don’t think I’m satisfied with what I’m writing now, so you really abandon the article and read it as you please, I don’t mind QAQ

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: so because of 2; this person did not name 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Baichuan; 2 bottles with me;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!