flirting without breaking the law

Qi Ling ran into the studio and came out with two bottles of beer in his hand.

Bite open the bottle cap with his teeth while walking, Di Chu licked the back of the tooth socket, watching the toothache.

"I didn't see it, the teeth are so good." Di Chu took the beer and took a sip.

Qi Ling sat back on the stage, the two of them shook their legs and supported the edge of the stage with their hands.

"It's that good, when will I make a mark for you, I will be my brother's person for the rest of my life! Don't even want to run away!"

Di Chu tilted his head, showing a slender and fair neck: "Try to bite."

Qi Ling rolled his Adam's apple, and finally gave him a quick kiss: "Damn it, I can't bear it."

"Tsk." Di Chu smiled and sat down.

The two suddenly fell silent, and after a few seconds, Qi Ling said, "Then shall we start?"

Di Chu nodded: "Success, start."

"You first or me first?" Qi Ling took a sip of his wine, "It's really not bragging that wine strengthens one's courage."

"How can you be brave with just this little? Don't you fucking take the opportunity to talk nonsense about me."

"No." Qi Ling looked at him sideways, his eyes full of determination, "As long as you ask, I won't lie to you."

Di Chu was stunned for a moment, then laughed softly: "Then how about we exchange corresponding information starting with me."

"Wait," Qi Ling said, "Let's talk back to back."

You can't see each other's expressions back to back, and you can't judge whether each other is lying from your expressions or micro movements.That is to give all the trust to the other party, and give the other party the back.

What you want is the truth of the other party.

"Okay." Di Chu turned his back first.

The two sat back to back on stage with beers in hand and cigarette cases set aside.

The lights poured down from their heads, and only the air and instruments were listening to the secrets of their past.

"Well... Let's start with my parents. They are the source of everything." Di Chu leaned her head against the back of Qi Ling's head, "When I was very young, my mother was quite normal. I don't remember when. From the beginning, she became silent, and then became insane. At first, there will be moments of tenderness, but in the end, I don't even want to go home."

"In elementary school, I was a really good boy, with a happy family and my parents loved each other. After entering junior high school, my mother became mentally ill, and she treated me a little differently. She only wanted to see me who was obedient to my words when I was a child, and I entered the rebellious period. For a while, I was beaten when I got home. Mixed doubles.”

When Di Chu said the last four words, he laughed twice, a little dry.Qi Ling didn't look back, but grabbed Di Chu's hand with his backhand.

"It's okay," Di Chu said. "Later on, I learned to pretend. I looked the same at home and another outside. My classmates in junior high school were all curious about where my injuries came from, so I learned to fight. This way I can cover up my wounds." The source of the injury, over time, everyone has become accustomed to it, mentioning Di Chu, oh, he, the king of fighters, is always injured."

"It's like, I enjoy getting hurt all the time."

Di Chu's voice was a little choked, but he controlled it well.

Qi Ling didn't speak, and quietly waited for the next sentence.

"It's much better to go to boarding in high school. I go home once a month. My dad always urges me to go home. There are three routines when I go home: [-]. Get beaten; [-]. Coax my mother to take medicine; [-]. Wait for my mother to wake up, and then make her happy."

"You will know later," Di Chu lightly touched Qi Ling with the back of his head, "My mother jumped off the building, and my father followed. Then I went back to my mother's hometown and continued to live a boring life."

Qi Ling squeezed Di Chu's hand hard: "It's not interesting now?"

"Ah," Di Chu said, "meeting your son is much more interesting."

"Fuck, do what you can." Qi Ling took a sip of wine, "Then it's my turn?"

"Please start your show."

"I will fuck you sooner or later." Qi Ling said, "I was sent here when I was very young. Two years later, my brother was also sent here. Later we always guessed that we were illegitimate children, dad The wife of the main house is very vicious. It was later confirmed that we are both Qi Zhengxiong's biological sons."

"Who would send his own son away? We didn't know until a long time later that our father took a different path. As the saying goes, tie your head to the waist of your trousers and die. My mother is a businessman and is very busy. When they were young, they never If you don’t come to see us, the longest record is once every three years? I don’t remember.”

"We haven't experienced serious parental affection. Our family, this kind of education method is very deformed. Until we can take care of ourselves, our parents quit the nanny. It was a few years ago. I was not convinced at the time. Do whatever you want, and then I went out and made my first money."

"The moment I got the money I thought, I'm only qualified to be in charge of my life when I'm financially independent."

Qi Ling wanted to smoke a little, but didn't: "I came home that day and sat on the sofa thinking about it for a long time. Qi Chi was in the sixth grade of primary school, and I was in the third grade of junior high school. I searched the Internet and looked up various cases of educating children. There is no one like us. There are similar ones, but there are no identical ones."

"At that time, I already had a little bit of my own thinking, and I began to guess that this is because my parents want us to learn to survive by ourselves."

Qi Ling's voice was unsteady, this time it was Di Chu who tightened his hand.

"I started to make money, and I didn't ask my family for it. For a month or two, no one cared about us, we didn't ask, and my parents didn't give it. Later, my mother couldn't help it, and called me to ask me if I had any living expenses. What happened."

"I know, I knew at that time, they are ripening us in a disguised form." Qi Ling said, "Let us not feel the warmth of the family, enjoy the embrace of our parents, and have no sense of belonging. But for our own good , for future survival.”

"I couldn't understand it, and still can't. Why would they do this, so desperately want us to grow."

"Then one year, my dad told us at the New Year's Eve dinner that he didn't want us to follow his path, but the path was chosen by ourselves. He may die at any time, and when he's gone, we have to live strong. "

Qi Ling finally lit a cigarette and took a puff: "I have been lawless for so many years. When I met you, I always thought about how to tame you. I even thought about fighting. Anyway, I want you to listen to me."

"Then fight now?" Di Chu said, "It's inappropriate to hold back."

"No, I can't bear it. I can listen to you and everything. Everything you say is right."

"It's like I'm bullying you."

"Come on, help me, rape me." Qi Ling screamed a few times in a high-pitched voice.

"Fuck, believe it or not, I will beat you!"

"I believe I believe."

The two had fun together, laughing a bit like idiots.Di Chu rubbed his stomach: "For so many years, Xu Lu has been a close buddy. The rest are passing clouds. It seems that there were a few close friends when I was young. Later, in junior high school and high school, there were a lot of drinking and meat friends, and everyone got together for such trivial things. Let’s boo, see each other for big things.”

"Xu Lu is the only one who is stinky and shameless, and somehow I fell in love with him."

"Are you ready?!" Qi Ling suddenly raised his voice and almost turned around, "Damn!"

"Fuck, what dirty things are you thinking, buddy!"

"You'd better stay away from him," Qi Ling responded with a stern voice, "Last time when you fainted, he called and kept yelling, there must be something out of the ordinary."

"Get out, you have the most unreasonable thoughts."

"Yes, then can you let me know?" Qi Ling turned his head slightly, and Di Chu's profile was in his peripheral vision.

"Ugly rejection."

Qi Ling raised his head and pointed to the gate of the underground plaza: "Come on, Di Chu. You go out through this fucking door, and look for it along the way! There is someone more handsome than me in a hundred miles around, I will call you Grandpa!"

Di Chu smiled and pulled his hand down: "Shall we show some face?"

"Tsk," Qi Ling snorted, "you've met my best friends, they're from our band. We're all casual acquaintances in school, and Cheng Sicong is better. After all, I seldom go to school. ,but……"

"But there are a lot of flirts, don't you?"

"Speaking like you didn't?"

The two stood back to back and had a tacit meal together.

Qi Ling took a sip of the wine, and put the bottle on the ground: "Come on, come on, if we don't clarify this flirting issue today, let's not turn the page!"

"Can you not be naive, what's the point of saying this?"

"At the beginning, are you guilty?"

"Damn! I'm a guilty conscience."

Qi Ling chuckled: "Okay, let me say first, in the past, flirting was to fill in the lack of feeling. It is just that there is someone who can follow at any time, and the care that this person gives is different from other people. I mistakenly thought it was a close friend a long time ago. Emotions. But people will change soon, for example, if it is different from what I expected, I will often panic at this time, and then change people.”

Qi Ling was thinking about how to make Di Chu feel that he was not a scum, but no matter how he said it, he looked like a scum.

"People will change. When people like me more and more, I will panic. When I am not ready to like someone, I don't know if I can give him the feeling of home. I want to calm down and think about it, and the other person will continue to Pushing. Asking stupid questions all the time, what do you not like me, do you have someone else or something. At the end of the day I'll fuck whoever I love, and I start switching people."

"I'm going, Qi Ling, you're a fucking scum." Di Chu laughed, "The typical three don't principles, don't take the initiative, don't refuse, and don't take responsibility?"

"No, it's not like I'll flirt with anyone who comes, okay? Although I haven't been together officially, I only get along when I think the other party is okay. Don't say you are not."

"Me too." Di Chu nodded, "I used to flirt because of venting, family pressure, emotional irritability, I just wanted to find comfort from others. Then I found out that I was wrong, the sense of security was never given by others Yes, the sense of security is something you give yourself.”

Qi Ling looked up at the overhead light and sighed: "Yeah, I was really an asshole before. I'm sorry for others, but also for myself."

"If you make a mistake, correct it!" Di Chu said, "If you know your mistake, you should correct it. That's a good boy."

"Yes, yes, Teacher Di, you are right." Qi Ling laughed loudly, "You don't know how to drink fake bars, what happened to the textbook education just now?"

"Fuck, don't interrupt." Di Chu laughed, "I feel like I just came out."

"How does it feel to be a teacher? Huh?" Qi Ling said meaningfully, "I'm afraid Teacher Di might like teacher-student PLAY?"

"You are a student."

"Students satisfy you."

"Hold!"

The two always deviated from serious topics, and Di Chu endured so much that he didn't reach out to gag Qi Shapi's mouth.

Qi Ling suddenly turned around and hugged Di Chu: "Honey, it won't happen in the future."

"Ah."

Two teenagers who were looking for comfort all over the world met, but not for the purpose of healing each other.

We are born broken and live to mend. *

No one has made any mistakes before this, and no one has done "bad things".Change after you can, and keep becoming a better person.These days are like suffering from cervical spondylosis, and there is no turning back.

So even if the road ahead is majestic and heavy, we must go on without hesitation.

With reflection and repentance, stop hurting others and treat yourself with tolerance.

"Chu." Qi Ling called softly.

"Ah."

"Your greatest interest is traveling and writing?"

"almost."

"Talk to me?"

The two turned back to back again, and Di Chu held the cigarette between his fingers: "Writing is a habit I have had since I was very young. At first, I kept a diary. After my mother found out, she once praised me that I would become a writer, as long as I persisted. Later, she fell ill and thought that what I wrote was too realistic, and writing a book was to create a dream for people, so she burned all my diaries."

"I started writing behind her back, hiding under the bed. On the surface, I listened to her, learning piano, dancing, swimming, and photography. But I also like these things, because only during the study period, she will not bother me ...and I don't see her go crazy."

"Later I traveled, and at first I wanted to escape. I saved money during school, and ran out during the summer and winter vacations. The phone was turned off, and my parents couldn't find me. The police took me back and beat me up. Next time, I continued to run. Then I Dad didn't care about me anymore, so I just wandered around the world by myself, and the idea of ​​creating a public account came up during the journey."

"Then it's what you see now, writing articles and strategies on the official account, and loving travel."

Qi Ling's back leaned against Di Chu's back, and the iron bones of the two teenagers pressed against each other, creating a connection between their hearts and minds.

"My favorite thing is music," Qi Ling said. "I like singing, playing the piano, and playing drums. I also learned painting and clay sculpture during the period."

"Clay carving?" Di Chu suddenly remembered the clay carving knife he saw in Qi Ling's room before, "You really know how to do it, I thought you bought it for decoration."

"Your boyfriend is proficient in all eighteen martial arts!"

"Yeah, 360 lines, every line is an idiot." Di Chu smiled, "You are one of those idiots."

"Di Chu, can you chat? Huh? Why are you so good at chatting to death?"

Di Chu pinched Qi Ling's waist with his backhand: "Then shut up."

"I don't!" Qi Ling showed the stubbornness of the stick very well, "Go on!"

"Continue what?"

"Did anyone read your article from the beginning?"

"How is it possible," Di Chu said, "On the contrary, at the beginning, everything was cold."

"Ok?"

Qi Ling frowned. He had read Di Chu's article, and the earliest writing was a bit green, but it wasn't too cold.

Di Chu took a sip of wine, shook the bottle, and there was a quarter of it left: "Write following the trend, and the response will be enthusiastic. But often when writing seriously, no one cares about it, no one reads it."

Di Chu hid the helplessness in his tone well, but Qi Ling could still hear it.

There is such a category of teenagers who, due to family and growth reasons, mature very quickly and surpass their peers in thought.

Such a precocious person is called - sandwiched raw.

Like raw rice, it has been steamed and softened by the world, but it still retains a bit of rawness.

They use this bluntness to pierce the hypocritical society.There are always people who want to write about the real world seriously, and there are people who tell the truth with a pen, and such people do not conform to the trend.

Too many flashy articles are like crucian carp crossing the river, and too much impetuous information corrodes civilization.

Di Chu wanted to write, but he wanted to write his own stuff.

Qi Ling nodded with his back to Di Chu: "You write very well, just write what you want."

Di Chu chuckled and said arrogantly: "Of course, I don't write hot articles!"

"If you're so awesome, you'll be beaten to death sooner or later."

Qi Ling raised his hand and drank all the remaining beer.

"Is there anything else you want to exchange, dear."

Di Chu was stunned for a while, and couldn't remember what else to say: "For example?"

"For example..." Qi Ling closed his eyes and made up his mind, "For example, the other party's dark side, whether there is something that the other party has never understood, and he dare not speak."

"Darkest secret?"

"Something like that."

The two fell silent.

After Qi Ling finished drinking, he felt that it was not enough.He may need to drink more than a dozen bottles before he has the courage to tell the secret.But now he can say that as long as Di Chu nods and a good word, he can say it no matter what.

Then wait for the trial, wait for Di Chu to leave him, or hug him.

After a while, Di Chu said: "No, nothing that can be said is a secret. Secrets need to be taken to the grave."

Qi Ling didn't react, his heart was stuck in the middle, he couldn't get up or down.

Di Chu stood up and turned around.

The two teenagers stood and sat down.Di Chu was covered with light, and his smile was very warm. He stretched out his hand to Qi Ling: "I won't ask you about secrets, no matter how close you are, you should have some privacy."

"I……"

"Listen to me," Di Chu's hand was still stretched between the two of them, "You can cover it up if it's a secret. If I find out by accident one day, I won't stand idly by."

Qi Ling thought, the ceiling lights on this stage are so bright, Chu Chu is so handsome, this person moved him on his favorite stage.

So the eyes are a little sour, a little red, and a little crying.

So well-developed lacrimal glands are also contagious, right?

Fuck it, Qi Ling, you're not a man.

Qi Ling stretched out his hand to hold Di Chu's hand, stood up with his strength and hugged the person in front of him tightly.

If one day I discover your darkest secret, I will not stand idly by.

We chase our desires, squander our youthful hormones, and burn to death.

On the other hand, always have goodwill, practice personality, and never end on the road of mutual support.

Qi Ling and Di Chu understood each other and understood why they grew up like this.Why did they do so many unbelievable and unbearable bastard things in their fucking life in the past ten years.

And when they walked towards the truest each other step by step, they did not back down.

The closer to the real you, the more I like you.

It turns out that you are also like a child in sunny days, and an adult in wind and rain.

That night, the two of them walked home hand in hand, and Di Chu was so tired that Di Chu felt a little nauseous.

"It's not necessary, the two of us walk down the street like the second idiot in the next village."

Qi Ling held Di Chu's hand tightly, and swayed back and forth as he walked: "Let's go, let's hold hands, let's go for a picnic together!"

"Fuck!" Di Chu jumped to the side, "You have [-] catties of water in your fucking brain?!"

Qi Ling pointed at him: "Don't say you never sang when you were young!"

Di Chu looked at him, then came back and took Qi Ling's hand and sang together: "We hold hands——"

"Damn!" Qi Ling was confused.

The two held hands and laughed wildly in the street, what the hell is so funny!Together, this IQ is so low that it is unsightly!

You laugh, I laugh.

Take turns crowing in the street.Hahahahaha hiccup!

Finally, Qi Ling took Di Chu's hand, slammed him forward, and shouted, "Go! Pikachu!"

"Hold--?"

The moment Di Chu was thrown out, his voice turned two miles away.

"Qi Ling! Fuck you!"

"Come and chase me!"

"See if I don't beat you to death!"

When going to school the next day, Cheng Sicong was more curious about the three fingers on Qi Ling's left cheek.

"Turn around." Di Chu suppressed his laugh, and kicked Cheng Sicong's chair underneath.

Cheng Sicong displayed his domineering demeanor at any time: "Brother Ling's face was slapped, it must be done from such a tricky angle."

Qi Lingxie laughed, and the air-conditioning swished: "Do you want to try?"

Cheng Sicong shook his head tut tut: "It's over, I don't feel love from my classmates at all here, it's chilling."

"I love you so much," Di Chu laughed, "Turn around! The goal is too big!"

Heartless stood on the podium, spitting all over the place, and couldn't stop glancing at them.

Cheng Sicong just turned around, then turned back and said, "Brother Ling, did you get beaten by Brother Chu?"

"puff!"

Di Chu couldn't hold it back, lying on the table and suppressing his voice, he laughed.

Qi Ling was grinding his back teeth, thinking that he couldn't keep this person, so he had to get rid of him quickly.

Di Chu tilted his head, stretched out his hand to pull Qi Ling: "Do you want to listen to the song?"

"What song is it?"

Qi Ling lost his fire when he met Shang Di Chu's smiling eyes, and the special medicine for suppressing fire worked.

The two were lying on the table, each wearing earphones.

Di Chu turned on the player and changed the song.

Light music flowed from a wire to the ears of the two.

When the boy in the earphones sang the first sentence, Qi Ling was taken aback, his eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Di Chu.

This is Di Chu's voice.

"I can't say why, but I became very active. If I fall in love with someone, everything will be worth doing."

"I want to announce loudly that I am reluctant to part with you. Even the neighbors next door can guess how I feel now."

"I want to take you back to my grandmother's house and watch the sunset together until we both fall asleep."

Di Chu sang very emotionally, with the relaxed music and the voice of a teenager, Qi Ling's heart softened when he heard it.

The two looked at each other quietly, surrounded by the noisy reading and talking of classmates, the sound of birds singing outside the window, and the sound of car horns.

Now they are left alone, as if they are in their own world.

Secretly listening to a love song with someone you like in class, it's so sweet that it's a bit foul.

"I want to hold your hand like this and not let go, can love be simple and harmless, you lean on my shoulder, you fall asleep on my chest, a life like this, I love you and you love me."

Qi Ling held Di Chu's hand tightly under the table, and the two hid at the last table, listening to songs and falling in love.

The teacher must be able to see them listening to the song, and the students can see them quietly holding hands when they turn around.

There was still Di Chu's cover singing in the earphones, Qi Ling took the notebook: "Chu, write about I love you."

"Why the hell are you so girlish?"

Di Chu suppressed his voice and complained, but still took the notebook and wrote three words on it: I love you.

"No, I wrote it wrong." Qi Ling took the notebook, scribbled and rewritten it, and pushed it in front of Di Chu. "That's the right way to write."

Di Chu looked at the three words as arrogant as Qi Ling himself, and smiled knowingly.

--I love you.

I love you with my heart.

The author has something to say:

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① We are born broken, and live to mend. * - Eugene O'Neill

②Chu Chu cover of Jay Chou's "Simple Love", a song that accompanied my youth~ After listening to it, I really want to fall in love haha!