flirting without breaking the law

When Di Chu said - tonight, you stay with me.

Qi Ling's heart overflowed with a series of images of prohibition, and even trembled all over.I didn't expect to be able to pick up a big deal tonight, it's simply - a happy event, fine!god!Cool!

But before Qi Ling finished refreshing, Di Chu lifted the quilt and planned to get off the bed.

Qi Ling stopped him hypocritically: "Don't, don't get excited, you still have an infusion in your hand. After the infusion, we..."

Qi Ling wanted to say that after losing, let's take our time, the good night is very long, so there is no rush.

Unexpectedly, Di Chu stretched out his hand to pull out the needle, took out a piece of toilet paper from the bedside, pressed it on the back of his hand, and said calmly, "Let's go."

Walk?Where are you going? !

Qi Ling was stunned for a moment, looking at Di Chu who was putting on his shoes: "Fuck, what are you doing? Go back to bed and rest!"

"It's not an incurable disease, it will be healed soon after the infusion." Di Chu picked up the mobile phone on the bedside, pointed to the insulated box, "Bring it yourself, by the way, the medical bills have been paid?"

"Well, ah." Qi Ling nodded, "I gave it when I sent you here."

"As long as there is no credit, let's go."

Di Chu took the lead and walked out.

"Don't say hello?" Qi Ling said inexplicably.

Di Chu looked back at him: "Hurry up, go ask where the morgue is. I'll wait downstairs for you to finish greeting."

"Hold!"

All the romance in Qi Ling's mind is gone.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, the two came out of the hospital.Qi Ling looked at Di Chu's unhappy face, and was about to stop the car: "Go home, school starts tomorrow."

When Di Chu heard this, he became irritable. After a good three-day vacation, he fainted for one day.But the most painful thing for him is not here, but tomorrow's vacation, which means that the third year of high school that everyone yearns for and dreads officially begins.

Like a ceremony, the alarm bell sounded in Di Chu's heart.

"Are there any mountains nearby?" Di Chu asked suddenly.

"Mountain?" Qi Ling stood next to him, not knowing what to say, "Yes, but what are you going to do?"

"climb mountains."

Di Chu and Qi Ling looked at each other, the latter was stunned, and stretched out his hand: "Is it not burned? Did you break your brain, let's go back and check?"

"Check your uncle's eggs! Hurry up and lead the way."

Qi Ling shrugged helplessly, well, who is the sick man right now.

What's wrong, you have to be a bandit in your previous life to have such a deep affection for Shan.

Passing by the convenience store, Di Chu stood at the door and directed: "Go and buy something to drink."

Qi Ling rubbed his back teeth, endured it for a long time without doing anything, turned around and walked into the convenience store, and came out with two bottles of beer after a while.

"Snowflakes are still fresh, or are they frozen or at room temperature?" Di Chu reached for his pocket.

Qi Ling took a step back, and smiled: "What kind of idiot dream, this is yours."

Qi Ling took out a box of real fruit pills from under the two bottles of beer, and waved it in front of Di Chu.

Di Chu gave him a blank look, planning to buy it himself.

"Hey! Stand still!" Qi Ling grabbed him, "With your current body, do you still want to drink? Are you crazy?"

"What's wrong with my drink?"

"Then why don't you ask what's wrong with your stomach when you have a stomachache?!" Qi Ling's voice suddenly rose, and the two straightened their necks, staring at each other for a few seconds like two stupid ducks.

"Leave me alone." Di Chu narrowed his eyes and spoke in an irritable tone.

Qi Ling rubbed his hair suddenly: "Be good, be obedient."

Di Chu was taken aback, there was only one person in his memory who said these three words to him.

Now that person is gone.

Di Chu tilted his head unnaturally, and didn't go into the store again: "You must be crazy."

Qi Ling put the real fruit grains back: "Master, I'll show you the way."

The two walked side by side on the street. At this time of summer, there are quite a lot of people.But on the way out of the city, the number of people walking gradually decreased.

Di Chu remained silent, and Qi Ling was also reluctant to speak.

He didn't know if what he said tonight would have any effect on Di Chu, his brain froze, and he couldn't believe what he said.

But Qi Ling didn't regret it, he just liked Di Chu very much.Although it is not clear how much he likes him, but he is willing to accompany him.

Qi Ling thinks very clearly that liking and good opinion are the same thing.But I definitely didn't get close to Di Chu because of sympathy. Such a proud person is not allowed to be sympathized with.

I wouldn't do it myself.

So after thinking about it, it is probably because I like this person first, and then I will devote energy to paying attention to his affairs.

Don't like it because you need it, but need it because you like it.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, Di Chu asked, "Is this the way up the mountain?"

Qi Ling was confused again: "Ah, yes."

"Then you follow me, more than five meters."

"Fuck? What the hell did you do wrong tonight?" Qi Ling widened his eyes, "Isn't it another way to torture people?!"

Di Chu ignored him and walked up the mountain by himself.Qi Ling opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Fucked the double yolk next door!

As soon as we went up the mountain, even the night was blocked by layers of trees.

There is no moon tonight, and it is pitch black.The mountain was so quiet that the footsteps of the two could be clearly heard.

There is also the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops, rustling.

Qi Ling didn't know what kind of nerve Di Chu committed, so he followed behind under pressure.

The two bottles of beer in the bag collided lightly with his shaking.

"It's not that you are bad brother, it's that the world is not clean, and you can't tolerate being like this!"

Di Chu, who was walking silently ahead, suddenly yelled.

Qi Ling almost flinched, but didn't realize what Di Chu wanted to express for a moment.

Didn't I just buy you beer? As for such polite insinuations?

Qi Ling was just about to say: Fuck your mother.

As a result, Di Chu continued without beginning or end: "It's from Shi Naian's "Water Margin."

Qi Ling stood there for a while, this person is not crazy.

Fuck, it's really hard to say.

Qi Ling followed behind speechlessly, but Di Chu seemed to be addicted, chatting all by himself.

"The so-called rehabilitation training is actually endless pain and torture. Stephen King."

"We love each other with an immature love, with the kind of brutality that often destroys the lives of grown-ups. Humbert, Lolita."

"A polemical approach can be a sin, as can a silent one. Eco, The Name of the Rose."

Qi Ling sneered, this is fucking on her back.

Sure enough, the brain circuits of other typologists are different. Qi Ling has never heard of any other lines except "Water Margin".

I don't know what kind of monster Di Chu is doing tonight, and Qi Ling didn't go up to ask, for fear that Di Chu would pull him down the mountain with a shoehorn.

Qi Ling took out a cigarette from his bag, looked at the way up the mountain, and reckoned that he was only halfway up the mountain.

Yes, follow behind.

Could there be something more outrageous?

Di Chu ignored Qi Ling who was behind him, and acted cleverly, reciting from "The Universe in a Nutshell" to "The Golden Compass", and from "Battle of Tianjing" to "History of China".

Forcibly gave Qi Ling a "late-night Chinese class".

Qi Ling was smoking a cigarette, but was a little absorbed in listening.

He learned from Boss Lin that Di Chu had good grades, but he didn't know what kind of good method it was.Presumably, he should be similar to the top student in his grade, holding his textbooks and chewing on them every day.

But today he was a little bit open-eyed. Di Chu has a lot of background, and he doesn't belong to the kind who forgets after reading the book.

The sentences in the book can be easily read.

This man is very interesting.

Just as Qi Ling thought about it, it was probably just an endorsement, and there would be nothing more outrageous.

The voice in front of the endorsement paused, and suddenly changed its tone.

"Buddha's headlights cannot be used as bridal chamber flowers and candles. Xiangji kitchen cannot be used as the tortoise banquet East Pavilion. Bell and Drum Towers cannot be used as the husband's platform. Straw futons cannot be used as hibiscus and hibiscus soft mattresses. The slave is originally a girl, but not He is a man. Why is he wearing a yellow sash around his waist and wearing straight lace? I saw couples facing each other in brocade. Oh my god! I can’t help but feel the heat of my heart! Nie Haiji, "Si Fan". "

This is not sung, but recited.

Qi Ling's foot slipped, and he almost picked up two bottles of wine and greeted the back of that idiot's head.The brain circuit with nine bends and eighteen bends can't keep up with Di Chu's way of acting as a demon.

Qi Ling took a breath of cigarettes, what the hell is going on!

Fuck!

Di Chu was like a child who had found something new. Just after finishing reading, he bounced on the spot twice, and his voice became louder and louder: "Yang Yuhuan is like a dream tonight. I think how Long Live treated you when you entered the palace. How much I love you, until now, once you ruthlessly boast and secretly abandon, can it be said that the two will be separated from now on! "The Drunken Concubine"!"

After Di Chu finished reciting it, he seemed to be inexplicably excited, and shouted: "Okay! Boss Di's voice! Beautiful!"

Qi Ling looked at it in a daze, and ignored the burning cigarette butt.

How about knocking Di Chu unconscious and taking him back to the hospital, he can wake up the graves all over the mountain.

With the wind blowing out to a new height, Qi Ling took out the beer from the bag without hesitation, bit the cap off the bottle with his teeth, and took a sip.

Fuck, don't ask me why I buy bottled wine, I'm out of my mind!

Qi Ling hadn't realized what Di Chu wanted to do tonight until now.

It's not such a way to make a mess.

But what was even more unexpected was that Di Chu started singing.

"Heavy snow was blowing in people's faces, and the wind was blowing cold to the bone.

The clouds are low and the mountains and rivers are dark, and the sparse forests are desolate and withered.

The past is lingering and difficult to dispatch, and the barren village sells wine to comfort the sorrow.

Look at home, go far away,

The other wife's thousand-mile voice book is broken, and Guan Shan is separated and two hearts are hanging.

Talk about ambitions to bring Xinghe back, empty arms and snow blades have not eliminated adultery. "

When Di Chu opened his voice, it was still a little astringent, stumbling and astringent.It seemed that a person who had been dumb for half his life suddenly started to speak.

Extremely excited, yet extremely rusty.

Qi Ling had never heard of opera, so he knew nothing about it.

But tonight, he seemed to be awakened from chaos, and suddenly understood his soul in Di Chu's clear voice.

A person's understanding of another person's soul is probably only once in a lifetime.Of all living beings, most never even see the light of day in each other's souls.

But today, Qi Ling saw something different from Di Chu himself.

Di Chu's singing is not very good, it doesn't look like she has learned it.The way is quite wild, and it sounds like a layman.But Di Chu sang very stubbornly, and that stubbornness came from his bones.

Knowing that you are not good at it, you still want to give it a try.

Qi Ling threw away the remaining half of the cigarette, held the wine bottle in his hand, and followed him slowly.

Di Chu sang wantonly in front of him, like a ghost floating in the world, with the help of "Heavy Snow Floats on People's Faces", he really sang the end of life.

There is only a little bit of stubbornness left in him, standing in this world.Fortunately, there is still an inch under the feet, so as not to despair.

But he seems to be saying, look, I still have such a place, I can't tolerate others, and I can't go out.

Qi Ling felt that Di Chu was using these sentences and jokes to reflect himself, but he didn't think so.

Otherwise it would be too sad.

Shouldn't it be, shouldn't it be sad?

The two who left were the only close relatives in this world, it would be a lie if they weren't sad.

Di Chu sang and walked in front without any movement by Jiaoer.Did not sing and dance, did not throw sleeves and move.He himself is like a time machine, connecting drama with reality.

He sang, or chanted.

Walking all the way up the mountain is like walking through the cramped road 17 years ago.There was wind and snow around him, over the ancient city wall, and drifted over the mottled ruins.Rivers of blood and tears flowed beside him, and 17 difficult years flowed through, flooding the barren and soft atrium.

Qi Ling was a little flustered, he might be able to spy on Di Chu's soul for once in his life.

So he didn't dare to vent his anger.

Until later, Di Chu was like a madman, singing and reciting, and finally his voice trembled, his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't hide his crying.

Qi Ling sighed inwardly.

You are good, singing wanton and joyful.Me too, I was killed by you alone.

Qi Ling followed, he didn't know if Di Chu was really crying, so he kept a proper distance all the time.

Proud people don't want others to see them when they suffer, they don't want others to see them when they are weak, and they don't want others to approach them when they are sad.

Qi Ling felt that Qi Chi was right about one thing at least - people like Brother Chu are different, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold back.

It's different, but it doesn't mean you can't hold back.

Qi Ling wanted to send a message to Qi Chi, he knew something was different, the soul was different.

Di Chu was fundamentally different from the people he had met before.

His soul is heavy and weighty.

When the two reached the top of the mountain, Qi Ling chased after him: "Sit anywhere, or you want to stand."

Di Chu's expression was quite normal, he climbed up all the way, followed by a person, Qi Ling must have noticed what he did.

Maybe there was a lot of complaints, but Di Chu looked very calm, as if there was no such thing at all.

Qi Ling silently applauded, this fresh and refined psychological quality is awesome.

The two found an open space and sat down, facing the city.

This county is not big, and the night view is still a bit worth seeing.Gather together to form a sea of ​​lights.

The night breeze slipped between the two of them, making it far and quiet.

"Just now... I'm sorry." Di Chu said suddenly.

"Ah." Qi Ling took a sip of wine unnaturally, "It's okay, I didn't expect you to accumulate so much knowledge."

Intentionally stay silent on the core of the issue.

Di Chu glanced at him, and the two hundred and five clubs were quite good at the critical moment.

"Give me a sip." Di Chu pointed to the beer in his hand.

"Dream." Qi Ling took out real fruit grains from his pocket and handed them to him, "Drink milk, idiot."

Di Chu inserted the straw and stared at him: "After drinking, fight here, if you die, just bury it, save money."

"No, no, just with Boss Di's voice just now, I don't know how many lonely ghosts sat up in the middle of the night to applaud you! I guess the seat has been vacated for me. If you want to beat you, hurry up and kill you when you are asleep. I myself Go to the grave and lie down."

Qi Ling supported the grass behind his palms, and stretched his straight legs forward.

Di Chu's anger was wiped out by his simple teasing.

He turned his head and went to drink milk seriously.

The two sat without speaking or making eye contact.

Qi Ling was drinking beer and didn't bother to ask him what his intentions were.Just stay with me, there is no other way.

After a while, Di Chu squeezed the empty box in his hand, looked at the night scene in front of him, and said, "Qi Ling, do your parents care about you?"

Qi Ling took a sip of his wine, always thinking that the word "parents" was Di Chu's Achilles' heel, but he didn't expect him to speak up by himself.

"I don't care much, but I still have to get the money."

"How much did Xu Lu tell you about me?"

"My god," Qi Ling paused, "You don't fucking want to kill someone, do you?!"

"What's wrong." Di Chu looked at him sideways, "Persecution paranoia?"

Qi Ling felt relieved, and drank the rest of the beer in one gulp.Then he took out the second bottle and bit it open with his teeth.

"It's not too much, it means that your parents... died, and then your childhood seems... not very good."

"Yo, the idiot has also learned to choose his words carefully." Di Chu smiled.

"Hold!"

Qi Ling suddenly felt that he was really stupid with such a little conscience.

Di Chu ignored him, and suddenly said to himself: "It's not that my childhood was not beautiful, but it was more tormented. On the one hand, my mother's spirit was up and down. Desired. But always disappointed.

"My dad is very infatuated, infatuated like a mentally retarded. When my mother beat me, my dad was busy passing the stick. Anyway, I am the thing they fucked, so what's the matter with the beating.

"Actually, I don't blame my mother. I'm sick. No one has ever been sick. It's just that her troubles are bigger than others. So in the past ten years or so, I have pretended to be quite good. I am a pure and good child at home, and I am a good child outside. But it's a wave of energy. It seems that only in this way can I feel that I am a person, can have joys, sorrows and joys, and a complete person.

"So when I came to this place on the first day, apart from being irritable, I was still a little happy. I was happy that I could be myself, but even if I became myself, I was myself. No one saw it.

"They can't see, they can't see that there are many sides to Di Chu. He is not only a person who can only learn, but is obedient. He can also be angry, irritable, do some despicable things, and sometimes a little nasty. idea.

"So, I don't think there's any need to struggle. Just here, where my mother was born and where I died."

"Also, I'm sorry for disturbing your good business that day."

After Di Chu finished speaking, she looked at Qi Ling and smiled.

This smile was unbelievable. Qi Ling, who was originally distracted, almost jumped at him under the influence of alcohol.

"So, you took me up the mountain tonight, just to say this?"

Qi Ling was quite upset, he found that what he had experienced, his family, compared with Di Chu, was simply child's play.

Childhood that no one cares about is so fucking happy.

Di Chu shook his head: "No, actually I just want to say sorry, the previous paragraph was added temporarily. I guess I was talking in my sleep, you just forget it."

How could it be possible to forget, Qi Ling did not make a sound, and glanced at him.

As soon as he raised his hand, he drank the second bottle of beer to the bottom.

"I'll sing you a song in return for your singing to me."

Qi Ling relied on alcohol to get his mind up, and was temporarily excited and impulsive.

"Don't." Di Chu stopped him suddenly, "Don't sing, singing makes people's brains hurt."

"Fancy socks from my house! Others still have to buy tickets if they want to hear about it!"

"Come on, as far as your small concert is concerned, I may not even come if you give me a ticket."

"Let's fight, I hate your father!"

Qi Ling turned over and wanted to stand up, and there would be no peace between the two of them!

One is cheaper than the other, until now they have not killed each other, it is simply that the morality has surpassed the limits of human beings.

Di Chu didn't care about Qi Ling's jumping feet in anger, but instead covered his stomach and laughed.

The sound is hearty, clear and pleasant.It was very comfortable, as if the stone that had been pressing on my heart was kicked away, and I finally breathed out.

Qi Ling was driven a little crazy by him, this time he couldn't laugh even if he wanted to.

I fell in love with something!Hold!

Di Chu was about to burst into tears, but Qi Ling didn't feel like tears from laughter.

"Qi Ling, let's stop competing, you are not childish."

"Tsk, I don't know who was cheap first." Qi Ling moved a little closer to him, and the two got so close that they could even smell each other's body.

"You first." Di Chu tilted his head to look at him, and there seemed to be stars and oceans in his long and narrow phoenix eyes.

Seeing Qi Ling's soul trembled, it was too foul.

Fuck, it's better not to be teased than to be teased.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Qi Ling took out a cigarette and put it in the corner of his mouth.

Di Chu bumped him with his elbow: "Your uncle, don't be so stingy! Give me one."

Tut, tut tut.What the hell is this begging attitude?

It's like being robbed by bandits.

Qi Ling handed him the cigarette, and placed it on his own.

Di Chu frowned and kicked him: "Come on!"

"Damn it! You're fucking addicted to ordering people around, aren't you?!" Qi Ling was so frightened that he almost swallowed his cigarette.

The latter reached out and brushed his hair behind his ears, and smiled with his lips hooked: "Yes."

Qi Ling looked a little dazed, and probably drank two bottles of beer too quickly tonight.

Or maybe it's because Di Chu looks so damn good when he smiles!

Anyway, no matter what the reason was, Qi Ling was completely out of his mind.He raised his hand and threw the lighter violently, and the shiny silver casing drew an arc in the air.

Di Chu was stunned: "You fucking looking for smoke, right? Come on! I won't beat you into a sweet potato today, I don't believe Di!"

Qi Ling sat still, pointing to his cigarette.

Looking at Di Chu fixedly, he smiled evilly.

His eyes seemed to be saying, do you dare.

Di Chu thought about it for two seconds, as if he understood something, he put the cigarette between his lips, and his words were a little vague: "Fuck, you are cruel."

Di Chu suddenly leaned towards Qi Ling, the two cigarettes pressed against each other, and their foreheads collided lightly.

Although Qi Ling expected that Di Chu would understand his intentions, he didn't expect that his breathing would still be disobediently messed up the moment Di Chu leaned over to borrow the fire.

Di Chu was so close to the ground that he could even see his beautiful thick eyelashes, his high nose bridge, and his soft and delicious lips.

So tempting.

The blood and alcohol in Qi Ling's body were rapidly accumulating, disturbing the few rational minds, and shouting lawlessness.

Qi Ling keeps hinting to herself, I know, I know, she's so fucking good-looking, so flirtatious!But you fucking calm down!Don't act like an idiot who has never seen the world!

Di Chu's cigarette was lit, and he took a puff, exhaling the smoke slowly.

Qi Ling continued to struggle, feeling that his reason was about to no longer belong to him.

Then, with a cigarette in his mouth, Di Chu raised his eyes to look at Qi Ling.

The two suddenly looked into each other's eyes.

Di Chu smiled again, and Qi Ling thought to himself, something is wrong.

I drank too much tonight, and I got a little drunk.Otherwise, how could he not stand Di Chu's usual smile.

Later, when Qi Ling recalled what happened tonight again, he refused to admit it with a deadpan face.

It's all due to alcohol on the brain, hormones burst, and the world is full of spring!

Qi Ling stretched out his hand to take away the cigarettes of the two of them. Di Chu hadn't recovered yet, his brain had just started to function.

Qi Ling pinched the back of his head and kissed him without hesitation.

Two slightly cold lips touched together, the smell of wine collided with the aroma of milk, and the faint aroma of smoke still permeated the air.

Di Chu froze, feeling his spine go numb.

Qi Ling didn't make any other movements, just stopped on the opponent's lips for a moment.

Consciousness retreated back.

Qi Ling pressed against Di Chu's forehead, finally linking up all the emotions of tonight.

Whether you like it, feel bad, or be impulsive.

Anyway, it all started because of Di Chu.There was a fire, and it was his duty to put it out.

Qi Ling looked into Di Chu's eyes and said softly, "Di Chu, you worked hard by yourself for the past ten years or so."

But he didn't finish.

In the days to come, I will be with you.

Along the way, we share weal and woe.