Now, little cane

Qi Ling parked the car on the side of the road, Yan He was still a little confused.

Qi Ling glanced at him and said, "I'll go and bring him out, you're in the car, don't run around."

Yan He: "Can I go down for a walk?"

Qi Ling: "It's best not to."

Yan He hugged the pillow, and Baba watched Qi Ling go out and go down to the neon.

Yan He crooked his face.

In fact, Yu Quan was right to find Qi Ling, Qi Ling is very good and can fight.

But now the person in the dress looks like a dog, it can't be seen clearly, Qi Ling's beating, it should be very painful.

Yan He lost his mind for a while, then got out of the car.

He stood by the car door, leaned against the car, and looked towards where Qi Ling was going.

All the people who came in and out were men. It's not that Yanhe didn't know where it was, it was just his first time here, and it was a little different from what he imagined.

At least, he might think of this kind of place...

Yan He watched a twisted man pass by.

More restrained?

The man suddenly turned his head and gave him a suggestive look.

Yanhe: ...

Yanhe lowered his head.

Looking up again and leaving, Yan He heaved a sigh of relief.

Yan He looked at the door of the bar, there were many people hooking their shoulders, and there were scattered kisses, some with a little drunkenness, or with a very suggestive smile.Yan He rubbed his forehead, he couldn't imagine Qi Ling walking in and out, his chest felt a little stuffy.Time can change, forever beyond imagination.

A strong sense of estrangement and unfamiliarity prevailed.

Yan He touched the back of his trousers, yes, yes.

He stood at the same spot with some peace of mind, wandering the sky and thinking wildly.

Yan He rolled as far as his thinking went.

"Yo, alone?"

At some point, a man stood beside him, rubbing the lighter, and began to light a cigarette.

Yan He said politely: "No. Please don't come near my friend's car for smoking, okay?"

The man looked up, the cigarette was not lit, and he didn't light it either, and put it away.

The scrutinizing eyes were fixed on Yan He's face, making him uncomfortable.

"College student?" The man raised his eyebrows, his voice was a little hoarse, and he smelled of alcohol.

Yan He: "No."

"You just graduated?"

Yanhe: ...

Does a Ph.D. graduate count as a graduate?

The man took a step closer and lowered his voice again: "What friend? Look, can I do it?"

Yan He's hairs stood on his head: "If you come here again, I will beat you."

The man smiled lowly, stretched out his hand and touched Yan He's face with two fingers unexpectedly, Yan He was short of breath, his brows furrowed.

"Are you a mixed race? The facial features are so three-dimensional, so..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan He really threw a punch, the man dodged, but he was shameless to come closer, Yan He pushed him away and took a few steps outside, his breathing became more and more difficult, Yan He: "Get away."

The man was curious and took a few steps forward.

Yan He started to cough, and he took a big breath, only to feel that the oxygen was far away from him.

The man was taken aback, he couldn't care less about flirting, and panicked: "What's wrong with you?"

Yan He only uttered one word: "Get lost."

Unable to stand still, he tremblingly touched the medicine in his back pocket, and began to feel dizzy.

Yan He knelt on the ground, his eyes were red from panting, he propped up on the ground with one hand, his head was lowered, and the other hand was shaking while touching the medicine.

Suddenly a voice cut through the noise and asked angrily, "Where is it?"

Yan He struggled: "Back, back pocket, pants...cough cough..."

He opened the mouth of the medicine box with both hands and stuffed it into his mouth: "Breathe in."

Yanhe inhaled.Oxygen returned in an instant, and the world gradually became clear.

He raised his head in embarrassment, and met Qi Ling's anxious eyebrows.

Qi Ling helped him up to the side of the car, Yan He bit the suction nozzle of the medicine box, and kept inhaling, not daring to stop.

Seeing Qi Ling turning around, she grabbed the man by the collar and asked, "Where did you touch him?"

"Why did you touch your face..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Qi Ling passed with a fist, and landed with a firm blow.

Yan He took the medicine, turned his head and stopped looking, and slowly, he felt much better again.

There was the sound of Qi Ling beating someone beside her ear.

Gradually calming down, Yan He felt that he had lost half his life, leaning against the car and panting, fearing that the oxygen would disappear again.

The purple medicine box was held tightly in the palm of his hand, not daring to put it away.

An immature face appeared in front of him, with a little blush on his face: "You are, asthma?"

Yan He: "Allergic asthma."

The man nodded: "What are you allergic to?"

Yan He: "Nicotine."

The man nodded again, and concluded: "You are straight, don't you like the atmosphere here? Do you feel sick when he strikes up a conversation with you?"

Yan He stopped talking.

The man showed a mouthful of white teeth and laughed with a youthful look: "I have a relative with asthma, which has a lot to do with emotions. Are you Qi Ling's friend? I'm Kong Dongsong."

Yan He gasped, nodded, and said hoarsely, "Yan He."

When Qi Ling came back, the buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, his eyebrows were slightly scratched, his sleeves were rolled up, he glanced at Yan He, and asked cautiously, "Get in the car?"

Yanhe nodded.

Qi Ling said to Kong Dongsong: "You sit in the back." His tone was a bit exasperated.

Kong Dongsong didn't speak anymore, and got into the car obediently.

Yan He spread out on the seat and went to pull up the seat belt. Qi Ling saw him and pulled it up for him, but he didn't refuse.

Qi Ling opened the window for him.

The car started, and the night wind slowly eased away the smoky air of the bar.

Qi Ling glanced sideways, saw that Yan He was getting better, and said, "Didn't I tell you not to go out?"

Yan He whispered: "Yes."

Qi Ling: "Then you still go?"

Yan He was weak: "Do we have to hurt each other?"

Kong Dongsong: "Pfft..." He smiled softly.

Qi Ling had nothing to say.

Qi Ling drove to the community and stopped. Kong Dongsong saw it and refused to get out of the car.

Qi Ling and Yan He got out of the car one after another, Qi Ling said: "Come out."

Kong Dongsong shook his head again and again: "No. I want to go back to where I live."

Qi Ling: "I beat you!"

Kong Dongsong: "You try."

Qi Ling held her forehead and pinched the corners of her forehead: "Okay, just wait."

Turning around to go to the community, Kong Dongsong became anxious and shouted at his back: "You scum!"

Qi Ling didn't even look back.

Yan He stood aside in embarrassment, the corners of his eyes were red looking at Kong Dongsong.

Kong Dongsong glanced at him: "I'll show you a joke."

Yan He hesitated: "No."

Kong Dongsong got out of the car anyway.

With a look of loss and dissipated a lot of alcohol.

Leaning against the side of the car, standing opposite Yan He, with a look of loneliness on his face.

"Are you his friend? Why haven't I seen you?"

Yan He: "I just finished my studies and returned to China. It's normal that I haven't seen one before."

Kong Dongsong: "Oh, I'm his ex-boyfriend."

Yan He was embarrassed.

Kong Dongsong suddenly asked: "Do you know that he is crooked?"

Yan He: "I know."

Kong Dongsong relaxed for a moment, and smiled shyly: "I saw you like that just now, and thought you thought homosexuals were disgusting."

Yanhe was silent.

Kong Dong looked up at the sky, maybe he really drank a little too much, and he was full of words when he was provoked by Qi Ling.

"Yu Quan said that his first love is back, and he can't forget it. Have you seen his first love?"

Yanhe: ...

Yan He bit the bullet: "I've seen it."

Kong Dongsong's eyes lit up, then dimmed again, and asked in a low voice, "Does it look good?"

Yanhe: ...

Yan He continued to bite the bullet: "That's it, that's it. He often dislikes him too."

Kong Dongsong looked up at Yan He with bright eyes: "What do you dislike about his first love?"

Yan He felt numb.

Is there any way to talk properly!

Under Kong Dongsong's gaze, Yan He opened his mouth with difficulty: "Not enough, masculinity, right?!"

Kong Dongsong: "I just knew that no one is perfect."

Yanhe's knee hurts.

Kong Dongsong got excited, and said: "I heard from Yu Quan that his first love was two years older than him, and he is 28 this year, so his first love must be disabled."

Yan He covered his eyes: "Maybe, maybe."

Kong Dongsong: "It's such an old fashioned thing. Yu Quan said that he threw him away when he first fell in love, and now he's back. Is he the only one who is infatuated? Do people care about him? Hurry up and get together... I, Is it not good?"

Yan He finally found someone to talk to, and quickly said, "You're fine."

Kong Dongsong's eyes darkened again: "He doesn't care about me."

Yan He choked up again.

What kind of rhythm is this! ! !

Kong Dongsong looked up: "Can you tell me about his first love?"

Yan He covered his eyes with one hand.

Friends, stay on the line, so we can meet in the future!

"Winter pine." No human voice came first.

Yan He turned his head and saw a man, about the same height as Qi Ling, with a cold face, walking slowly side by side with Qi Ling.

Yan He breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Quan turned his eyes around Yan He's face, then looked at Kong Dongsong again, and said, "Let's go, Chi Guang is waiting for you upstairs."

Kong Dongsong hung his head in frustration, followed behind Yu Quan, and suddenly said to Yan He: "Go up to the balcony to rest, you are sick."

Qi Ling: "Okay."

Yanhe: ...

Yu Quan: ...

Kong Dongsong enthusiastically moved a chair for Yan He on the balcony. Yan He sat and breathed the flowing air, feeling much more comfortable.Qi Ling stood aside, took out a cigarette, put it under her nose and smelled it.After a few glances at Yanhe, he waited quietly.

Yu Quan said in the room: "Qi Ling, Chi Guang has something to tell you."

Qi Ling tugged at the collar: "Right now."

Qi Ling glanced at Kong Dongsong, and warned: "Don't talk nonsense."

Kong Dongsong turned his face away.

In the inner room, Zhou Chiguang saw Qi Ling coming, put the book in his hand away, and said, "Thank you for sending my cousin back."

Qi Ling: "You're welcome, I don't want to."

Chi Guang said: "Yu Quan said he was of mixed race, but you never said that."

Qi Ling: "There's nothing to say."

Chi Guang: "I'll talk to Dongsong, you don't have to worry about him pestering you."

Qi Ling tugged at the neckline, her anger still lingered, and she was not polite: "I won't go next time, so you'd better make it clear."

Yu Quan entered the door, looked at his friend's expression, and asked, "Did something happen?"

Qi Ling looked down: "He has asthma, the air in that place is too bad."

Zhou Chiguang looked at Qi Ling.

Qi Ling said again: "I don't like people pestering him."

Zhou Chiguang sighed.

Qiling turned around and went out, took a deep breath, looked at her watch, it was almost done.

Over there, Yan He was also miserable and didn't know how to communicate with Kong Dongsong.

Qi Ling went over and said, "Let's go?"

Yan He nodded continuously: "Let's go."

Qi Ling smiled.

Yan He's cell phone rang, and he took it out to see that it was You Suxi.

Connected, the rustling sound was a little hard to hear, Kong Dongsong said: "The signal here is not very good, try to turn it on."

As he said, he really heard it.

Yousushi asked: "Go home?"

Yan He: "Not yet."

Yousushi: "It's 11 o'clock."

Yan He was embarrassed: "I know."

You Suxi roared loudly: "You won't be sleeping with your first love so soon, will you?"

It resounded throughout the room.

The scene was extremely embarrassing.

Yan He covered his eyes: "I let it out."

Yousushi: ...

You Suxi shouted: "Qi Ling, remember to wear a condom!"

Kong Dongsong: ...

Qi Ling: ...

Yanhe was about to kneel down and sing Conquest to her.

After hanging up You Suxi's phone call, Kong Dongsong never left Guo Yanhe.

Yan He licked his lips: "Oh, what a coincidence, I am his first love."

Kong Dongsong's eyes were red.

Kong Dongsong bit his lip.

Kong Dongsong turned back to his room and closed the door heavily.

Pounding, the sound shook Yan He's heart.

Yan He: "Heh, heh, he's quite childish now."

Qi Ling pushed his shoulders and walked out, saying: "Let's go."

The author has something to say: Actually, I like Kong Dongsong's little friend very much.He will talk about the cause and effect of Qi Ling and Kong Dongsong in the next chapter.

Merry Christmas everyone, there is another chapter tonight, see you in the evening~~~