flirting without breaking the law

"Let's go."

Di Chu took a shower, changed his clothes, and met Qi Ling in the living room.

"Yo, it's pretty quick," Qi Ling raised his eyebrows, "Has the smell of sweat been washed away?"

Di Chu walked over and raised his armpits: "Why don't you come and smell it?"

"Fuck, don't be disgusting." Qi Ling stepped aside quickly and pointed at him, "Aren't you going to dry your hair?"

Di Chu's half-wet and half-dry hair hangs down on his shoulders, and he wears a white shirt and jeans. He looks casual and unrestrained: "It's the weather that can fry eggs, and your hair will be dry after a while."

"Sure, it's your head anyway." Qi Ling opened the door and walked out.

Di Chu followed behind, stunned for a moment when closing the door.

"Who cleaned the door," Di Chu said with an indescribable expression, "Aren't you afraid that Qi Chi will come back and fight him hard?"

"That depends on whether he chooses to take poison or hang himself." Qi Ling shrugged.

Di Chu reacted for a while, and couldn't believe it: "Damn it, he cleaned it up by himself? What takeaway did he eat at noon, and he had to be sent to the hospital for food poisoning."

Qi Ling: "I forced it."

……

Oh, it's true that only you bastard can do this kind of thing to your own brother.

"Aren't you dizzy?" Qi Ling went to the elevator and pressed the button. "Those bright red evil spirit talismans on the door made you faint when you looked at the door, and they were collected as garbage."

Di Chu was stunned: "I... don't feel dizzy."

"Not dizzy?" Qi Ling was obviously surprised, his eyeballs were about to come out again, and his face was full of "you are fucking kidding me, the person who is going to die at noon is either you or a ghost".

Di Chu shrugged, he didn't know how to explain it, so he simply didn't explain it.

Anyway, explanations may not be believed by anyone, so others can think whatever they like.

When the two of them came out from the second stage of Yaoming, the power of the sun had already weakened, and the subsided heat was not so annoying after all.

"Let's go there," Qi Ling said, "Anyway, this place is not big, it's just across a city."

Di Chu almost choked to death on saliva, you fucking say it again?Just wear a city? !

And said it so eloquently.

Di Chu turned around and wanted to go back: "You're so good at it, I'm going back."

"Hey! Who the hell am I here for!" Qi Ling roared.

"Don't shed tears for your brothers and sisters! Fuck." Di Chu was a little annoyed. I came out with you at this point because my brain was squeezed back and forth by the door and turned into a compressed biscuit.

Qi Ling didn't know what to do, so he walked over and grabbed Di Chu: "Hey, wait a minute."

"What's wrong with you?" Di Chu shook off him irritably, with a gloomy expression.

Qi Ling quickly let go, and made a gesture of surrender with both hands: "Yes, I'm afraid of you. Let's go to the head office by bicycle, shall we?"

"Riding a bike?" Di Chu frowned, and automatically imagined the classic plot of pure love on campus with Mary Su.

Qi Ling was riding on the bicycle, and she was sitting on the back. The sun was just right and the breeze was not too dry.

Shuttle under the tree-lined avenues of the campus, talking and laughing, fighting and making trouble.

I am a fucking disaster uncle.

Di Chu didn't dare to think about it, feeling sick all over.

"Will you reap your disgusting face? Squeeze me, sir."

Qi Ling led Di Chu through the main gate of the complex and walked towards the garage.It can be seen that the management of the community is very good, and even every bicycle is parked with a check mark.

They kept walking inside until they stopped in front of a pink battery car.

The two looked at each other tacitly for a few seconds.

The world is quiet.It was as if everything in the world disappeared at that moment.

There are only three things left: Di Chu, Qi Ling, and the pink battery car.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck? Is this your thing?!"

Di Chu pointed at the pink battery car in disbelief.

The corner of Qi Ling's mouth twitched: "Laugh if you want to, don't fucking blame me if you become mentally handicapped."

"What do you think?" Di Chugang put his hand on the pink battery car, and the siren sounded immediately. "The anti-theft response was quite quick."

"Qi Chi bought it." Qi Ling took out the key from his bag, and pressed the unlock button on the remote control, "He used to ride a lot during holidays, but he almost had an accident once, so he never rode again."

Seeing Qi Lingte stepping up skillfully, Di Chu used his feet to dig open the tripod and start the car: "So, now you are the one who often rides?"

"I told you to laugh if you want to fucking laugh, what's wrong with me riding a battery car! What's wrong! What's wrong!?"

"It's nothing, it's so coquettish, it's so coquettish!" Di Chu sat on it, feeling like a cute little princess.Just as the butt was touching the seat, I wanted to get down again.

This color is really as stupid as the old king of the next village. Di Chu doubts whether the blood relationship between the two brothers is pure or not.

As far as Qi Chi's level of appreciation is concerned, Qi Ling's taste doesn't seem to be from the same mother.

"You usually have nothing to do to mobilize him." Di Chu said inexplicably. "Forget it, don't push it every day, don't lead people around."

Qi Ling tilted the faucet abruptly, and Di Chu, who was not sitting still, almost fell off.

"My day!"

"He's going to bend early, do you need me to take it?"

Qi Ling's eyes collided with Di Chu's from the rearview mirror, and both of them seemed to be so angry.

Even if they don't know where the problem of rubbing fire is.

I guess it's caused by the secondary illness of the idiots in this world except me.

At this time, Qi Chi, who was sitting in the classroom playing mobile games, sneezed earth-shatteringly, and when he looked back, the screen showed death again.

"...Who the hell misses me so much?" Qi Chi kicked Luo Zhi who was next to him, "I'm not good at time."

Luo Zhi patted his trouser legs: "You have been disadvantaged for more than ten years, not just this year."

"Can you say something nice?!" Qi Chi took a sip of water while waiting for his resurrection, "I have to continue worshiping Buddha on weekends."

"Didn't you have an appointment with Wen Rushui on the weekend?" Luo Zhi laid the book up on the table, "Do you want me to tell you the news about the fleeting success?"

"Huh?" Qi Chi came back to life, and turned his eyes back to the video screen.

"Call me brother first." Luo Zhi said, "Screw up!"

"Go downstairs and buy some crispy noodles by yourself." Qi Chi ignored him.

Luo Zhi pretended to be mysterious and took out a note from his bag, dangling it in front of Qi Chi.

Qi Chi cut off the note abruptly: "Are you looking for a pump? Believe it or not, I will draw you a spinning top right where it is?!"

"Hey! Look at the content, look at the content!" Luo Zhi curled his lips.

Qi Chi glanced at it impatiently, put it on the table, and buried his head to play the game again.

Luo Zhi's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, what the hell, Qi Chi didn't respond?When Luo Zhi was about to reach for the note, Qi Chi moved.

The first step is to throw the phone in the drawer.

The second step is to pick up the note on the table with lightning speed, zoom in and scan back and forth.

In the third step, Qi Chi grabbed Luo Zhi's shoulder abruptly, stuttering and unable to speak.

The note clearly said: warm as water, followed by a string of phone numbers.

"Damn!" Qi Chi yelled in a low voice, "I'll buy you a box of crispy noodles after class!"

Di Chu felt that the color of the small battery was a bit flamboyant, and the two boys had a high rate of turning heads when they rode wildly on the street, but everything else was fine.Especially in summer, sitting in the back and blowing the wind is very cool.

"The hair is all blown dry." Di Chu got down from the back seat, touched his hair, and took out a rubber band to tie it up.

Qi Ling locked the car, turned around and saw his series of actions, and blew his hooligan whistle happily.Qi Ling just likes Di Chu's braids, it's handsome and sexy.

No one else can compare.

"When did you start growing your hair?" Qi Ling walked in front, heading towards the underground plaza.

Di Chu followed up with kindness: "It was a long time ago, probably in elementary school."

"Then your teacher and parents are pretty good, and they didn't beat you to the point of failure after staying for so long."

Di Chu didn't answer, the words "parents" were particularly harsh.

The main gate is open today, which means that there are bands playing here, and there should be more than one.

Among other things in this small county, young people in various circles are very active in their hobbies.When there is nothing to do, a group of people hang out together, learn from each other, and sometimes form a team to go out to compete.

Generally speaking, the vibe is good, much better than the outside.

When Qi Ling walked in, there were voices of greetings one after another.

"Hey, brother Ling is here, isn't there no rehearsal today?"

"Brother Ling is still so handsome today!"

"Brother Ling's new friend? He's pretty handsome."

Di Chu felt that he was being regarded as a rare species in the zoo, and he couldn't stop looking at it.

A little irritable, feeling uncomfortable all over.

"Can you make them calm down?" Di Chu turned to look at Qi Ling.

He finally understood where Qi Ling's usual swelling came from.This fucking boss-level treatment is considered very self-aware if he hasn't inflated into a fool who thinks he is unparalleled in the world.

Qi Ling shrugged: "Don't rely on me, if you're upset, go bite it."

"Fuck." Di Chu took out a cigarette from his bag and lit it.

"Hey, give me one."

"No, bite me."

"My day?" Qi Ling didn't expect that Di Chu would still like tit for tat so much, "You're so fucking picky."

"Well," Di Chu held the cigarette to his lips, his eyes were rather half-hearted, "I don't agree with you biting me."

Qi Ling was convinced, and walked ahead to continue walking into the square.

Di Chu followed behind without saying a word. He found a large stage in the middle of the square, and a large poster was erected behind it. The word "crazy" was written in black and white on a white background, which was very arrogant.

There are many signatures on it, and there are drums, microphones, basses, guitars, keyboards, and even a piano on stage.Seems like it's always there for anyone to use.

"These are all free to use?" Di Chu held back for a while, but still couldn't hold back.

Qi Ling followed his fingers and looked over: "It doesn't count, you have to rent the venue, and you can use it at any time if you have enough grades and years."

"Is it safe to put it here?"

"There are 24-hour patrols. Except for every rented band studio, cameras are everywhere." Qi Ling stopped at a door, turned around and smiled, "Besides, who dares to steal anything on my site, unless it is I don't want to mess around."

That was the first time Di Chu knew that Qi Ling not only knew how to play the piano, bass, guitar, and drums, but he could also form a band and play well.

When Qi Ling brought him in, Di Chu was taken aback for a moment, the style of the studio was similar to that of Qi Ling's home.

The same Nordic minimalist style, three tones of gray, white and black.

There were four people sitting on the sofa with their backs to them, each holding a sheet of music and revising it intently.

"Yo, you've worked so hard, I'm about to cry." Qi Ling stood at the door and knocked on the door with his knuckles, his voice joyful.

The four turned their heads and saw Qi Ling didn't respond, but they were a little surprised when they saw Di Chu.

This kind of surprise is similar to "fuck, the person Qi Ling flirted with this time is very good!".

It is probably also amazing Di Chu's temperament and appearance.

Qi Ling walked over to pick up the sheet music on the sofa and tidied it up, then cleared his throat: "Let me introduce, I... my classmate, Di Chu."

As soon as the words fell, the four of them made a meaningful teasing at the same time: "Oh——"

Di Chu frowned, a little annoyed.Anyone with a good IQ can understand the meaning of this word.

Immediately stood there like a mallet and didn't talk to him.

"Oh shit!" Qi Ling felt as if some secret had been revealed to him, and he regretted bringing Di Chu here today.

Maybe it didn't make Di Chu happy, but made him unhappy instead.

Qi Ling thought, if he messes with the people he messes with, he has to solve it himself if he gets rid of it.

At noon, Di Chu's dizzy appearance was probably caused by him, so he decided to take Di Chu out to relax.

Unexpectedly, this heart almost didn't come to an end, and maybe it would make Di Chu add another new revenge.

Maybe one day he slept until midnight, but Di Chu couldn't figure it out and got up and took out a kitchen knife from the kitchen and chopped him up.

That's blood loss.

Di Chu didn't expect Qi Ling to have so many inner dramas, but he was upset that others looked at him so probingly: "What's the matter with you, just leave if you have nothing to do."

The other four were a little confused. They always thought that Qi Ling had the upper hand, but this momentum seemed a bit strange.

Qi Ling didn't expect Di Chu to be so shameless, and waved his hands: "Introduction, please introduce, bassist Wang Li, guitarist Li Zhixi, keyboardist Zhou Yu, and drummer Zhang Yi."

Di Chu nodded to the four of them as a greeting.Then he looked at Qi Ling and raised his eyebrows: "Are you the lead singer?"

Qi Ling put the music score on the table, "Go, go to the stage. The young master will let you learn a lot today."

Wang Li whistled behind him: "Di Chu, remember to listen to the NO.20 concert in October!"

Di Chu didn't realize it a bit, there is a concert in such a small place?

Be funny.

How many audiences can there be?

The purpose of Qi Ling bringing Di Chu to the square was not to show off, but to find a place with people to divert his attention.

As a result, he jumped into the hole he had just dug.

It's a little hard to climb up.

Unfortunately, the stage microphone was broken today.Qi Ling fiddled with it for a long time but couldn't get it right, and finally stood by the stage annoyedly and took off his T-shirt: "Damn it! The central air conditioner hasn't been repaired yet! Do you need to pay for the venue!"

Di Chu didn't know what the relationship between the failure of the microphone and whether the central air conditioner was good or bad, but at this moment, Qi Ling, who was naked to the upper body, dangled in front of him, making him a little uneasy.

Qi Ling has a good figure, she looks thin when she is dressed, and she looks fleshy when she takes off her clothes.

The abdominal muscles and latissimus dorsi are perfect, and the sweat produced by the heat makes the muscles look moist and shiny.The tattoo on the back of the neck was completely exposed, and it was indeed an English word.But because the font was too wild, Di Chu couldn't see what was written.

After being agitated for a while, Qi Ling had no choice but to turn around and say to Di Chu, "I can't sing today, so I'll give you a song."

"Hey, you're a performer." Di Chu folded his arms, "Little girl, come to a song?"

"Here you are." Qi Ling stretched out his hand and nodded at him, if I didn't owe you at noon, I would have fucked you long ago.

Qi Ling walked onto the stage, and didn't choose the piano or the usual guitar. He stood in front of the drum set, picked up the drum stick from the drum head, and twirled it in his hands, his movements flowing smoothly.

As soon as he sat down, Qi Ling tapped the cymbal rhythmically a few times with the mallet.

It quickly attracted the attention of people around, many studios opened their doors, and other band members leaned against the doors and raised their hands to clap.

"Brother Ling! Here comes a shocking one!"

Di Chu had to admit that Qi Ling's posture just now was unique, but when he sat there, his whole person changed.

Qi Ling gave him a startled look, and came down to Sir Duan with a hammer in his hand.

Di Chu seldom listens to drummers solo, and the drum kit usually exists as the soundtrack in a piece of music.

Bright and cheerful tunes, ups and downs of drums, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, fast and slow drums.Qi Ling's hands fluttered among the drums.

Some people around whistled, some cheered, some applauded, and some even jumped to the beat of the drums.

Di Chu used to go to the bar with Xu Lu occasionally, watching the crowd dancing wildly, and the DJ on the stage was shaking like he was on drugs.

He has never seen a scene like today, without the effect of alcohol, nor deafening music, and no blinding lighting effects.

Qi Ling was alone, sitting on that stage.

The wrist flutters, always carrying a proud light.

The young people in the audience jumped up at the same time, only accompanied by the sound of drums, releasing indescribable youthful vitality.

At that moment, Di Chu really felt much better.The irritability in my heart flew away with the gradually accelerating drumbeat, and the unhappiness in my body disappeared with the atmosphere of the scene.

At that moment, Di Chu had an impulse.He wants to be released.

It's not that I'm not here to bear everything in my heart like a bum.

He will forget the bloodstains and screams.

He wanted to go on stage and let himself go with the atmosphere created by Qi Ling.

People like Qi Ling are born to infect others.

Di thought of it and did it.

He ran onto the stage three steps at a time, the drums in Qi Ling's hands kept beating, and he didn't know what to do.

Fuck, this idiot is probably here to mess things up, so many fucking people wouldn't be so terrified.

I am also a person who wants to save face! Fuck!

Qi Ling watched Di Chu approach, thinking that if Di Chu dared to tear things apart, he just gave him a blow with a stick.

Unexpectedly, Di Chu suddenly stopped in the middle of the stage, as if waiting for something or thinking about something.

Then--

Di Chu leaned back and looked at the shining lamp above his head.Close your eyes, relax your palms and fingers and let them droop naturally.

Then, Di Chu's forearm and wrist suddenly exerted strength, pulling his palm back, straightening it, and tensing his muscles.

Qi Ling's eyes lit up, it was Poppin!

Qi Ling raised his left eyebrow, and immediately understood Di Chu's intentions.As if the tacit understanding between the two was a miracle, Qi Ling took advantage of the gap when the beat subsided, and the drumbeat changed suddenly, from jazz to "Giveitup".

Di Chu danced to his heart's content in the center of the stage with the accompaniment, he almost forgot, almost forgot that he could dance.

The mood that was once suppressed, the wings that were once broken, the original intention that was once retreated again and again.

It is why I give up, it is why I forget.

Di Chu didn't want to think about it, and he couldn't think about it now.

He can only stand here and release himself to his heart's content, dancing to the beat of the drum to the end of the song.

Other things don't care who the fuck loves.

The crowd in the audience became even more excited when they saw Di Chu's extraordinary dance performance.

A group of lunatics were calling for friends and friends, no one knew why Qi Ling had a convulsion on stage today and played a drum solo, no one knew Di Chu, but they admired this boy's first-class dancing from the bottom of their hearts.

So everyone was restless!

Infected, inspired, and inspired by the two people on the stage, the vitality of youth in my heart was aroused.

Wang Li stood at the door of the studio, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

Dancing, clapping, cheering, crowds of people.Almost all the people in the underground square gather here.

"Fuck, it's so fucking violent, like a mad dog." Wang Li lit the stage with a cigarette, and turned to Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu raised his head from the score and smiled: "They're all young people, what if young people don't have such vitality?"

"It's so hard to make." Wang Li took a puff of cigarette, with the image of Di Chu in his eyes.

That bastard Qi Ling really got a star.

As Di Chu finally opened his hands chicly, he made a gesture like embracing the world.

Qi Ling resolutely hit the cymbal hard, and the shocking and sharp sound pierced through the noise.

The crowd was still for a moment, and the next second, whistles and applause were intertwined, as if they were going to topple the roof.

"Fuck! Today is so fucking cool!"

"Brother Ling!!! Awesome!!!"

"Who is that dancer? It's so handsome!!"

Di Chu withdrew his hand, sweat dripping down his neck.

Fuck, he also wanted to scold, why is the central air conditioner J8 is broken.

It's fucking hot.

However, there is an emotion stronger than heat.

That is a kind of coolness to be yourself.

Having never experienced it in the previous 17 years, Di Chu turned around and met Qi Ling's eyes in the air.

Di Chu, what are you afraid of?

he asked himself.

What are you avoiding.

If there are many problems, if it is really impossible to solve at present, then what if you take two fucking steps forward.

What are you confused about? Isn't life just about getting out.Walk a few more steps without dying.

Di Chu, don't be cowardly!

Qi Ling didn't know what Di Chu was thinking, he only knew that when Di Chu suddenly smiled at him, that person was glowing.

The noisy crowd around them seemed to be isolated from the world of the two of them.

Di Chu wiped his sweat with the back of his hand, panting a bit.Lift up half of the clothes to reveal a beautiful waist.

Qi Ling swallowed unconsciously.

Too flirty, he thought.

Then Di Chu said.

"Let's start dancing tomorrow, it's hard work."

A little bit of heat and a little bit of light are like fireflies, and they can also emit a little light in the dark without waiting for a torch.Since then, if there is no torch, I am the only light. *

The author has something to say:

Note:"*"

① "There is a heat...the only light" - Lu Xun To be honest, many of Lu Xun's writings are worthy of repeated reading and experience.Although I hated the reading of modern literature about him very much.

② "Giveitup" is a very classic piece, an episode from Kingsman Agent, I was blown away when I heard it.

brainless loop hahaha

We are so handsome at the beginning, the most handsome!

Hahahaha~~I think of the time when I played in a band in high school, I really miss it...It's so good to be invincible...