flirting without breaking the law

After school at noon, Di Chu kept his head buried while walking on the road.

Qi Ling kept his bag in his hand, and while he was taking a taxi, he kept looking at the person in front of him: "Hey, let me say, Xiao Chuchu..."

"You're a fucking newcomer!"

"Not at the beginning, not at the beginning, if you are upset, you can say it out, don't be cold and violent?"

Di Chu didn't look up: "Okay, just wait, I'll warm you up right away."

"Fuck, you're like a turtle with your fucking head buried." Qi Ling saw another empty car being stopped by someone, and began to feel upset, "Why don't I pretend to throw 100 yuan on the ground and pick it up for you, so that you can pick it up?" Are you happy?"

Di Chu didn't answer, and finally fixed his eyes on the half brick next to the trash can.He walked over quickly, picked it up and weighed it in his hand, um, it was right.

Di Chu turned around: "Come on, I'll make you look like a fire in winter!"

fuck!

Qi Ling was startled, and ran wildly: "I'm not talking about you, what are you doing with something you can talk about! I called the police!"

"Tell your mother a pole dance!" Di Chu kicked after catching up!

"My day," Qi Ling moved away nimbly, "Then you should take care of it, I'll dance!"

Di Chu swung the brick in his hand and threw it mercilessly: "Don't worry about your father's big yellow pants!"

Before it was too late, Qi Ling turned sideways, and the brick flew out whizzing against his temple.Shocked and dripping with cold sweat, Qi Ling froze on the spot, tied eighty knots with his tongue: "Oh my god, are you serious?!"

Di Chu remained silent, and swung his fist towards Qi Ling's lower abdomen.Qi Ling's face changed slightly, and he lost the foolish look he had just now. He neatly put away his wide-open door, and raised his hand to intercept Di Chu's fist in the air.

As soon as he made a wrong step, Qi Ling hooked his hands and locked Di Chu's shoulders: "It's not necessary, you want to fight with me on the street over such a fucking thing?"

Di Chu didn't speak, but raised his head back, and slammed the back of his head hard at Qi Ling's face.Qi Ling easily dodged by relying on his height advantage of more than ten centimeters. Before he had time to react, Di Chu hooked his legs around the opponent's calf, made a mistake with force, and took advantage of the opportunity to raise his unconstrained elbow and smash it at Qi Ling. chest.

"Fuck it," Qi Ling felt a muffled sound in his chest, and his mouth was instantly tinged with a faint smell of blood. He didn't expect Di Chu to be so ruthless when he played it for real.

Immediately, his expression froze, well, you fucking want to fight today, I will fight with you!

Qi Ling managed to stand still, and immediately raised his knee and bumped into Di Chu's hind leg.Di Chu staggered, damn it, his calf was a little sore.

"Fuck." Di Chu cursed, turned around and rushed forward without hesitation.

The two of them were trying to vent their unhappiness in the end, but now they are both a little red-eyed. If they don't beat each other to the ground, this matter really can't be over.

"Hey, stop hitting, stop hitting!"

The two blushed from the fight completely forgot that Qi Chi was still behind them.

Qi Chi saw that the situation was not good, and more and more people stopped to watch, and some seemed to be taking pictures with their mobile phones.

"Do you want to beat you two at home? Close the door and fight in the living room, and I'll be the referee for you!" Qi Chi rushed up to pull the two mad dogs away. Before he could say another word, he suddenly felt his neck tense. .

"My day..." Qi Chi stared dumbfounded at the two hands clutching his collar.

"I'll fucking beat you when I get home!"

"Believe it or not, I'm going to beat you now!"

Di Chu and Qi Ling were furious, no matter who you fucking love, whoever comes up to the gun now, will be bad luck for eight lifetimes!

Qi Chi yelled in the street with a crying voice: "Fuck you, fuck me, I-don't-live-ah!!"

Unexpectedly, with Qi Chi's roar, Di Chu and Qi Ling suddenly let go.

Qi Chi was taken aback.

Di Chu clapped his hands, took out a cigarette from his bag, and handed one to Qi Ling: "It's much more comfortable, you've hit hard enough."

"Fuck, I'm not as cruel as you," Qi Ling took the cigarette and lit it, "If you light that brick on time, I won't be able to smoke this cigarette."

"go home."

"I'm starving like a zombie."

Qi Chi froze in place, and subconsciously touched his broken glass heart out of thin air.

Today, even the powder is scattered in the air.

Qi Chi took out his phone and sent Luo Zhi a message

—Stupid, help me find out how much the cemetery costs per level.

When Di Chu entered the door, he still closed his eyes subconsciously. It was annoying to look at this bright red door.

Even a little heart palpitations.

Heart palpitations, this is a myocardial infarction from being frightened by Qi Chi's painting style.

"Brother, let's order takeaway..." Qi Chi said this very confidently, after all Di Chu was standing in front of him.

Qi Ling really wanted to say yes, the taste of that dish last time was a milestone in his mind, he had never eaten something so unpalatable.

Compared with that, the shit is...forget it, the food is better.

Di Chu glanced at them, and suddenly laughed: "Eat at home."

Just three words.

Make Qi Ling and Qi Chi take a step back unconsciously, damn it, they're going to risk their lives again.

"Well," Qi Ling walked to the sofa and sat down, "You have been studying all morning, so you are so tired, take a rest."

"What are you talking about?" Di Chu was still laughing horribly, "Didn't we sleep all morning? Now we are full of energy."

Energetic and can't just watch you play our fate.

"I think..." Qi Chigang said.

"You, come over to Baidu." Di Chu stopped talking nonsense to them, turned around and walked towards the kitchen, and did not forget to point Qi Chi threateningly before leaving.

Qi Chi wanted to cry inexplicably: "Brother..."

Qi Ling was overjoyed for no reason, Di Chu was just awkward.

Mom's anger is still there, she just wants to torture people in another way.

"Okay, go play your game," Qi Ling stood up, put out the cigarette and walked to the kitchen. "Leave Du Niang to me."

Di Chu just took the vegetables out of the refrigerator and placed them on the counter, washed them next to each other, put them in empty plates and waited for cutting.

Qi Ling stood at the door and thought, looking at this posture, he looks like a chef, and the things he makes are like biochemical weapons.

Serving a table of food can make zombies doubt their lives.

"Why is it you?" Di Chu spotted Qi Ling's figure from the corner of his eye.

Qi Ling shrugged, and strutted to his side: "Stop torturing Qi Chi, he will suffer from nervous breakdown if this continues."

"Tch," Di Chu sneered, "Your conscience won't hurt when you say this."

Qi Ling nodded, and said in an awkward tone, "Coincidentally, I don't have that thing."

"Oh." Di Chu ignored him and put the cutting board away, "What do you want to eat?"

"I still have to choose?" Qi Ling pointed to the washed dishes, "Don't fucking tease me."

"I'll just say it casually." Di Chu smiled, "Then you chop the vegetables."

Qi Ling wants to say that I haven't touched a kitchen knife in the past ten years, I don't even peel fruits, and I only eat ready-made ones, you want me to chop vegetables?

Qi Ling looked up at Di Chu's face, then lowered his head silently.

Well, whoever looks uglier is the boss.

How about chopping a vegetable?Who was I afraid of?

When Qi Chi passed the kitchen, he glanced sideways, and was too scared to throw his phone out of the window.

At this time, the painting style in the kitchen is quite strange.

Qi Ling stood in front of the chopping board, holding a knife in his right hand and vegetables in his left, and cut them meticulously.

Every time the knife goes down, "哐!" It's like cutting an enemy.

Qi Chi imagined himself as Qi Ling's vegetable, shuddered and touched his neck.

His eyes moved to the plate, what the hell?Is that potato shreds?

Whose potato shreds are as thick as steel pipes?

Look at Di Chu again, standing beside him calmly and flicking his cell phone, muttering with a serious expression.

"Soak the shredded potatoes in clean water to remove the starch... put the oil... put the shredded potatoes... for 2 minutes..."

Qi Chi didn't even have the strength to sigh, so why the hell is he cooking.

Those who didn't know thought that the two of them were engaged in academic research, or that if one of them didn't agree, they would immediately fall apart.

"Fuck!"

Di Chu, who was immersed in the steps of reading, was called back to his soul by Qi Ling's scream.

Fuck, whoever acted in such a miserable performance on purpose.

Di Chu looked up impatiently: "Can you stop screaming like you're being raped, what's wrong..."

Qi Ling pretended to be pitiful and raised his hand in front of Di Chu, a stream of bright red blood flowed down Qi Ling's fingers.

The wound was deep, and the blood looked scary.

For a moment, Di Chu couldn't tell whether Qi Ling was just pretending or if it was really hurting.

At least, fuck it, it looks like a fucking pain.

"You..." Di Chu just wanted to hurt him, but suddenly felt a little stuffy in his heart.

What do I want to say... What a big pool of blood... Why is there so much blood...

No, that's not right, Qi Ling just cut his finger, how could there be so much blood... This son of a bitch deserves to be fucked again... Why is his chest so tight.

Di Chu stood there, losing strength for a moment while holding the phone.Why is there sudden cold sweat on the back and cold limbs...

The smirk that Qi Ling was about to raise suddenly froze on his face. Di Chu's eyes were wrong and his face was a little pale. He stared fixedly at Qi Ling's fingers and couldn't even speak.

"Fuck, what's wrong with you, Di Chu?" Qi Ling didn't have time to wipe his hands, and wanted to go up to help him.

Di Chu suddenly felt nauseous, pushed Qi Ling away suddenly, staggered a few steps and lay down by the sink, retching for a while.

Nothing came up.

A lot of blood...why so much blood...who is screaming, who is screaming around!

who is who is who!Call your mother!

There seemed to be thousands of people screaming together in Di Chu's ears, male and female voices, high and low.Mixed with blood, his eyes turned black.

"Fuck. Di Chu! Di Chu!" Qi Ling grabbed his waist from behind, "What the hell is going on with you, say something!"

Di Chu gritted his teeth, and hastily stretched out his hand to turn on the faucet, calm down... calm down... water, cold water.

As a result, a stream of heat poured down from the top of his head, meeting the chill rising from his body on his head.Di Chu subconsciously trembled, and his eyes regained some clarity.

Consciousness is slowly turning back, the blood... a big puddle of blood... gradually turned into Qi Ling's face that looked like it was missing.

"My day, you're going to call 120 like this again!" Qi Ling saw that the wisdom in Di Chu's eyes gradually gathered, and he seemed to be a little more sober.

"Hit your mother for a pole dance..." Di Chu straightened his back, propped his head on his left hand and shook.

Qi Ling sneered, this man...fucking... helplessly said: "Hey, if you have such a big prejudice against pole dancing, will it be okay if we don't dance?"

Di Chu seemed to have finally recovered his thoughts, reached out to turn off the faucet, the chest tightness was still there, and the nausea was much better.

"I'm sorry." Di Chu said without beginning or end.

Qi Ling didn't think about it, and looked out the window, the sun didn't turn green, so why is Di Chu still abnormal?

"Out of your mind?" Qi Ling said, "You're embarrassing me here, it's not like I'm about to die."

"Oh." Di Chu's face was calm, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.Keeping his eyes on the faucet, Qi Ling felt that the faucet was about to straighten up.

"I'll go back to my room to rest for a while, you guys can order takeaway." Di Chu wiped his hands with the handkerchief hanging on the wall, turned around and left the kitchen, "I'm free."

Qi Ling stood where he was, pursed his lips, and didn't answer.

When Qi Chi came out of the room, Qi Ling was sitting on the sofa and pressing the wound with a tissue.

Qi Ling stared at his hand and pointed out, but it didn't hurt much. He wanted to play with Di Chu at that time, but he didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so strong.

"elder brother!"

Qi Chi yelled several times before Qi Ling swam out of his thoughts.

"I told you, don't leave it here and cry for injustice." Qi Ling was a little impatient.

Qi Chi pointed to the kitchen curiously: "Father doesn't cook anymore?"

"Fuck, what daddy?"

"Just the honorific title I gave him, father in the previous life plus grandpa in this life."

Qi Ling was obviously absent-minded: "Oh."

He also said, "You go out to eat by yourself."

Qi Chi felt that the atmosphere was not right, did the two have a conflict?Impossible, the two masters are both activists, and it is impossible to stop if they don't fight.

But he looked at his own brother's face, remembered the scene on the street, and swallowed the words automatically.

These days, misfortune comes out of your mouth, so be careful.

Qi Chi went back to his room, took his schoolbag, and was about to leave.

Qi Ling suddenly stopped him: "Qi Chi."

"What's wrong bro?"

"Put down the schoolbag and clean the door."

"what?!"

Qi Chi stood at the door like a thunderbolt, what the hell is going on with his brother!Qi Chi opened the door and looked at the anti-theft door that had already been painted with several layers of paint. Evil came from the guts.

Murdering your brother is a crime, fuck!One life for one life, I will kill him!

But when Qi Chi met Qi Ling's eyes, Qi Chi smiled cowardly: "...Brother... I'll be late..."

"Never mind, anyway, you didn't learn when you went to school."

"Fuck! My grades are not bad!" Qi Chi was angry.

"Well," Qi Ling nodded, "It's not bad, it's not much better, wash the door."

"elder brother……"

"one……"

Qi Chi put down his schoolbag in grief and indignation, picked up a rag from the toilet, brought up a bucket of water, and squatted beside the security door of his house without tears.

"Little cabbage... yellow in the ground... two or three years old..."

Qi Ling still didn't forget to tell me in the room: "You fucking cleaned up the red paint for me!"

Qi Chi took out his phone and was about to send Luo Zhi a message when he saw an unread message.

Luo Zhi: The market price of a cemetery goes up to 1.3, which is a bit expensive. Brother Chi, why don't you throw yourself into the river.

Qi Chi: Get out!

Di Chu lay on the bed and wrapped himself up in the quilt.In the scorching heat of August, the air conditioner was not turned on in the room, and he soon broke out in sweat, but he didn't move.

Curled up on the bed, the 1.8-meter-long man seemed to be curled up into a frightened hedgehog.

Hotspot is good.

Hot is better than cold.

The suffocating cold that permeated the limbs in the kitchen just now made Di Chu panic for no reason.

What are you panicking about?

Obviously don't remember anything.Thinking nothing, knowing nothing.

Di Chu wanted to fall asleep, but couldn't.

When a person is extremely insecure, there are two relatively safe things worth doing: [-]. Sleep.Two, sleep.

But no one came to tell Di Chu what to do if he couldn't sleep.

Where did the big puddle of blood come from... There is no blood at all... Di Chu, are you fucking out of your mind?

Don't think about it, please don't think about it.

Di Chu.

Di Chu.

Drowsy, I don't know if it's dizziness from the heat, tightness in the chest, or sleepiness in the afternoon.

Di Chu didn't know whether he fell into a coma or fell asleep.

At this time, Qi Chi had already washed the door and went to school.

Qi Ling sat in the living room, after thinking about it, he still dialed the careless number.

"Hey, Boss." Qi Ling said, "Please take a leave of absence for afternoon class."

"What?!" The heartless voice suddenly rose from the other end, as if he suddenly wanted to be a father. "Oh, it didn't rain red this August, you bastard actually learned how to ask for leave!"

"Tch," Qi Ling smiled, "I'm so damn unbearable in your heart, fuck, boss, hurt my heart!"

"I don't care if you prick your lungs, tell me, what's the matter," the heartless man cursed with a smile, in a very good mood.

Qi Ling learned to ask for leave, isn't this the first time in ten thousand years?

It was as if God, who had been blind for hundreds of years, was finally willing to get his eyeballs back.

"It's not me asking for leave, I'm helping Di Chu." Qi Ling couldn't help breaking the illusion of lack of heart, "I just skipped class."

"Damn it," the tone of Heartless Eye obviously changed, Qi Ling could even feel the gleaming kitchen knife in the briefcase, "Di Chu asked for leave? Why didn't he contact me himself?"

"The situation is complicated," Qi Ling glanced at Di Chu's closed door, "I don't know how to explain it to you, but I can just help him ask for leave."

Heartless was silent for a while: "Come on, please. But according to your style, you should let him escape directly, please take a fart leave."

"I'm really such a jerk in your eyes?!"

"It's even worse than this." Heartless said affirmatively.

"Okay, you're right!" Qi Ling was speechless for a while, but he didn't have the energy to reflect on himself, "After all, Di Chu is a good student, I don't feel good about my conscience if I don't help him ask for leave."

"Qi Ling," Heartless smiled on the other end of the phone, "Hurry up, go to the hospital and register."

Qi Ling raised his lips and hung up the phone.

2:00 p.m. sharp.

If Di Chu didn't go out, Qi Ling was afraid that something might happen to this man.I didn't know what to do for a while.

What's the matter.

Qi Ling thought, flirting with a person also caused a problem.

Hold.

After a while, Qi Ling turned on the phone, went to Baidu and entered Di Chu's response into the search box.

Soon, rows of clear blue and red mixed fonts came into his sight.

"The symptoms of haemorrhage are as follows..."

On that day, Qi Ling looked at it for a while, and was really dizzy.

Qi Ling wanted to laugh, but Di Chu was still dizzy.

Hahahahaha!

But damn let me catch you!idiot!

Hahahahaha!

Qi Ling didn't know what he was happy about, it seemed that the more he knew Di Chu, the more proud he would be.

The more he groped for the stones that Di Chu hid under the river of heart, the more satisfied he looked.

Qi Ling sat alone on the sofa and had fun while Di Chu was in dire straits in the room.

Sweat has soaked the back.

I feel sweat on my eyebrows, eyelashes, and cheeks.

Di Chu had one dream after another, but couldn't remember what the fragments were.

Di Chu.

Di Chu.

Di Chu.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Who is calling him, and who is knocking something.

Di Chu was walking in his dream, when suddenly his feet were empty.

The strong sense of weightlessness made him suddenly wake up from the chaos.

Eyes open, consciousness is still a little fuzzy, but the calling sound in the ear is clear, and the knocking sound is getting louder.

"Di Chu! Di Chu! Are you okay!"

oh.It was Qi Ling who was shouting.

Di Chu sat up from the bed, the nausea was gone, and the tightness in his chest was gone. He pressed his phone.

4:15 PM.

I ran away for another afternoon.That's great, no one cares about skipping class now.

There was no call from the head teacher, so it seemed that he didn't know.

Di Chu got up slowly and walked over to open the door.

Qi Ling's posture is like his mother demolishing a house, 80 for the big hammer and 30 for the small hammer.

Annoyed by smashing doors and smashing ground.

"What's the noise? What's the matter with your mother?" Di Chu opened the door and looked up at Qi Ling.His tone and appearance returned to normal.

I remember that I never fainted before.

Di Chu took some time to think.

"you……"

Qi Ling's hand knocking on the door froze in mid-air, and he looked Di Chu up and down several times with his eyes wide open, "Fuck, are you fucking doing exercise in your room?"

"No, I just climbed down and up the water pipe from the window of your house." Di Chu said, "Practice your skills and keep your eyeballs closed."

"Oh. Floor 20, awesome."

Qi Ling was stunned for a moment, looking at Di Chu's drenched clothes and sweat, he suddenly felt that today's matter was not that simple.

The two stood silently for a while, just when Di Chu was about to close the door impatiently.

Qi Ling suddenly said: "Since you are in such good spirits, let's go! I'll take you somewhere."

"You don't go to class?"

"You're skipping class, am I ashamed to go?"

"Oh."

Di Chu looked at him, feeling relieved for no reason.

Let's go, follow Qi Ling.

Staying in the room won't help anyway.

"Wait for me, I'll change clothes."