flirting without breaking the law

"Dali, add the bass."

"A1?"

Qi Ling listened to the prelude that was recorded just now, then turned around and said, "A2, I haven't come up with a better arrangement for this song, what suggestions do you have?"

"Then add the drums," Wang Li said, "try lyrical rock."

Qi Ling listened to A1 and A2 once, basically playing the same key, using the piano as the lead, and then playing A2 with bass guitar and drums, and the layers became richer.The twilight of the display screen spread between his brows, and his sexy lips were always pursed into a line.

"Don't have this expression," Zhou Yu said after recording the drumming part, "If it doesn't work, let's change the style and see if we can think of a breakthrough. You have maintained this expression for a whole day, are you tired?"

"I always feel that something is missing." Qi Ling slid back a few times on the chair, the universal wheels rumbled on the floor, "the intro is not attractive enough, and the chord part of the chorus has changed."

Zhang Yi took out a cigarette from his bag. There was no progress in work for several days, and the low pressure in the studio continued: "If we come here today, we will all rest for two days. I think our thinking has become a set pattern, and there is no inspiration. "

"Look at the lyrics," Qi Ling took the cigarette, "see if you can find some inspiration."

"Trying to figure out what the questioner meant?" Li Zhixi laughed.

"Hey, hey," Qi Ling stood up and waved his hands, "Can you not come with me when I miss school so much?"

"Damn it, I really dare to say it." Wang Li saw that he had no intention of continuing today, so he simply stood up and stretched, ready to pack up and go home, "I think you're a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking."

"Then what am I here?" Qi Ling pinched the corner of the phone with his index finger and thumb, refusing to admit it.

"I called to ask how Di Chuwan's self-study was going."

"Fuck, don't disturb his study!"

Wang Li walked to the door and took the coat off the hook: "Go back early today and chat with your boyfriend. After all, the college entrance examination is stressful."

"He is a god of learning," Qi Ling said, "Who dares to put pressure on him."

Wang Li snorted, and led the others away: "Just like you make music, who dares to put pressure on you?"

Qi Ling sat in his seat and thought about it for a while, and finally took off the earphones hanging around his neck, and looked at the music scores piled up on the coffee table, and the guitar leaning on the ground.

Sighing: "Who the hell is putting pressure on us?"

Qi Ling felt frustrated like never before.This feeling comes from myself, and I have to say that the songs Wang Chenzi chose for him are extremely challenging.

In the first few days, Qi Ling was still able to plunge into work with enthusiasm.Slowly, when he found that it was full of loopholes, he had to make up a new one without an original arrangement as a reference.

It's fucking hard.

Several times I wanted to talk to Di Chu about music matters.But when he got home, he saw the back of Di Chu crouching in front of the desk, fighting political history, and felt a thousand thorns in his throat, which made him speechless.

The two have their own areas of specialization, and who is not busy.are busy.

Just like Di Chu also encountered puzzled problems, but would he discuss it with Qi Ling?

Won't.Because Qi Ling didn't understand.

So besides complaining and complaining to the other party, what else can you do.

The opposite is also true, Di Chu does not have rich knowledge of music theory, even if Qi Ling babbled tens of thousands of times in front of him about how to compose the chorus, how attractive A1 and A2 are, Di Chu still does not understand.

If this continues, it will only increase the troubles of the two of them.

Qi Ling is growing up gradually, and his mind is very simple, not to bring unnecessary troubles to his lover.He felt that he could handle music matters well by himself.What did Di Chu need to do? All he had to do was to study hard.

In Qi Ling's view, two people are not sharing negative energy together.

Who wants to be with people who are full of negative energy every day.

Qi Ling smoked a cigarette in the studio, shook his head to clear away the mess.When I get home, I have to show a different appearance, at least not to worry Di Chu.

When he tidied up his desk, he saw an A4 paper full of words from a pile of numbered musical notation.Qi Ling picked it up and glanced at it, and couldn't help laughing.

The lyrics on the paper were written and revised, and then repainted after the correction.Dots in circles and crosses in circles, there are not many words of satisfaction in the end.

This was written by Qi Ling one day during the winter vacation when he had a flash of inspiration and planned to send a song to Di Chu.

The paper reads:

I never saw the light of day,

Then life is full of your appearance.

I thought the rest of my life was like this

just let my love

Live as your soul.

This is an incomplete version, the entire page is painted like black charcoal, and only a few sentences remain at the end.What kind of mood was it at that time, Qi Ling somewhat forgot.I've been too busy recently, so busy that I originally said to make this song before Valentine's Day, but now it has become empty talk.

On the way home, Qi Ling thought, in fact, he was not very satisfied with these few lyrics.No rhyme, no meaning, no rhyme.The lyrics are not neat, more vernacular.

Many folk songs are also written in vernacular style, and sometimes a good song with a bad lyrics will do.

But this is something to give to Di Chu, so it cannot be left alone.

It was nearly twelve o'clock when Qi Ling got home, and Di Chu was still doing his homework at the desk with a half glass of milk in hand.

Qi Ling walked over, took the cup and drank the rest in one gulp.Di Chu raised his head and glanced at him: "If you want to drink it, go to the kitchen and pour it yourself. Other people's drink is delicious, isn't it?"

"What's yours is mine." Qi Ling felt deeply tired when he saw the bed, as if he hadn't had a good rest for many days. "How was school today?"

"What can you do, that's it. Can you still find the flowers?" Di Chu wrote his homework without giving him any eyes.

Qi Ling clearly sensed that Di Chu's mood was a little off, and then reflected on his recent actions.There is nothing wrong with it, because it seems that the band is not going home on time, but Di Chu should be able to understand.

"Chu," Qi Ling turned over on the bed, "Is there something wrong with you?"

The tip of Di Chu's pen paused, and a thin layer of sweat emerged from the palm of his hand, why is it so obvious.

After thinking about it, he still denied it flatly: "It's nothing."

"Is it a lot of pressure recently?" Qi Ling said, "It's a study problem or something. Otherwise, I'll put the studio aside and accompany you to school every day."

"No!" Di Chu immediately refused, only to realize that he had overreacted after speaking.

Sure enough, Qi Ling had already noticed it, turned over and sat up, stretched out his hand to hold Di Chu's right hand: "Baby, tell me what's the matter."

Di Chu had no choice but to twitch his right hand, but did not release his right hand: "It's really nothing, can you let go first."

"Don't tell me I won't go to the studio tomorrow, I'll accompany you to school." Qi Ling didn't back down.

Di Chu's originally depressed mood is now as if it exploded: "Qi Ling, I said you are not naive?! Is it your dream to make music, or is it my dream? Is it my business or yours to go to school?! Crazy? .”

The explosion could be said to split the two of them in an instant, and they couldn't calm down. Qi Ling froze, and his anger came up quickly.But he couldn't vent it, not to mention that there was Qi Chi in the next room, if the two really quarreled, it would definitely bring disaster to Yuchi in the middle of the night.

Qi Chi must not be asleep now, and he is also very nervous about the high school entrance examination.

But today, all the restless emotions were squeezed together, Qi Ling stared at Di Chu gloomily, the two of them were still holding hands.

Qi Ling didn't speak, Di Chu closed his eyes, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I... I'm sorry."

"What's going on?" Qi Ling asked.

Di Chu took two deep breaths, then looked directly into the other person's eyes, and said calmly, pretending to be calm: "I'm really fine, maybe doing the questions has ruined my brain."

Deny again, keep silent.Qi Ling's powerlessness began to spread from his limbs, and the overwhelming burnout just now returned.

Too tired, and the spirit has been tense recently, and the time they spend together has dropped sharply.It's not that there were no quarrels before, but now it won't be like before. After all, everyone knows that no matter who they are, they are in a critical period.

Quarrels can easily affect the attention of the two, so no one dares to explode.

Qi Ling lowered his head, his hands were still covering Di Chu's right hand.He gently spread the palm, and a signature pen was lying in the center.Qi Ling put the pen back on the table, and rubbed the thumb of his left hand against the first joint of Di Chu's middle finger.

A very thick layer of calluses.

Then he turned Di Chu's right hand over. When the second joint of the ring finger rubbed against the paper, it was stained with red and black ink.

It looks a little dirty.

With one right hand, you can see what Di Chu did at home tonight, and there is still no slack in such good grades.Qi Ling suddenly understood Di Chu's irritability, and only then did he face the pressure Wang Li said.

But what Qi Ling couldn't understand was that since you are in a bad mood, you can say it out.And I proposed to accompany you to school, so what?

Qi Ling still doesn't understand that his love language of "contributing time" won't work with Di Chu.

Di Chu had a bottleneck period in the past two days. When his grades reached a certain level, it was not easy to steadily climb up his scores and rankings.

He asked Xu Lu to ask for the review papers of the major countries in the city, and after a few days of doing it, he found that he was far from enough.

It shows that the period of slack in the first grade of high school had a great impact on me.

To say I regret it, I don't actually have any.After all, it's all your own choice, but if you want to say that you are not reconciled, it still exists.The countdown next to the blackboard was getting closer and closer, and Di Chu felt a little weightless.

It's just a mild pre-exam phobia, he knows.

Di Chu's expression was wrong, and he wasn't actually targeting Qi Ling.Qi Ling was extremely tired during this time, and the only time they spent together was sleeping.

Sleep without a word of small talk.

Almost fell asleep at the same time as touching the pillow.

Qi Ling slept soundly, but Di Chu's sleep quality was quite poor.

The two are almost forming two extremes.

Di Chu has been having nightmares recently, dreaming of a maze-like place with formulas written all over the walls.There are sharp noises all around, and after listening carefully, it turns out to be the knowledge points of the text.

Couldn't get out of the maze, stepped on the air, and lost weight rapidly in the dream.Di Chuneng felt his heart palpitate, very painful.He thought he would wake up, but instead fell into another dream.

Again and again, the maze is surrounded by black holes, and the black holes are also mazes.

Di Chu was trapped by nightmares several times, and when he struggled to wake up at night, his back was icy cold.

Qi Ling slept soundly, and there was a slight snoring sound, indicating that he was very tired.Di Chu couldn't bear to wake him up, so he closed his eyes quietly and slept all night.

The next morning, I continued to go to class with my mind swollen.

At this time, Di Chu didn't know that Qi Ling would never understand his "behavior of service" love language unless he uttered it.

Youth is always thoughtless, and it is not so safe to do things, with the unique arbitrariness and impulsiveness of adolescence.

Qi Ling raised his head to look at Di Chu, his eyelashes were deep, and his pupils imprinted Di Chu like a small bean.He held Di Chu's hand firmly: "I don't need to apologize, I just want you to tell me."

Di Chu frowned, what should I say, say I had a nightmare.Apart from persuading him to read less and telling him to drink more milk before going to bed, what else can Qi Ling do.Not to mention whether telling these things would affect Qi Ling's work, and it would only make the other party worry, which Di Chu didn't want to see.

He stubbornly believed that it was his fault that he couldn't sleep, had nightmares, and couldn't improve his grades.

If you can't handle it yourself, others can't.

It doesn't make much sense to say it, and it will only make one more person worry about him.

So choose not to speak.

Di Chu suppressed the explanation that almost came to his lips, and smiled: "It's really nothing, you don't have to worry about it so much."

I don't know if it was the "it's nothing" that sounded blunt, or "you don't have to worry about it" that hit Qi Ling's thunder point.The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were instantly ignited, and there might be some irritability about not going well at work.

Qi Ling let go of Di Chu's hand suddenly, and said, "Fuck."

The moment Di Chu lost his right hand, his heart stopped beating at the same time.The feeling of being abandoned, sour and slightly bitter, filled the whole atrium.

Qi Ling got up silently, took her pajamas and went to wash up.Sitting at the table, Di Chu couldn't understand the paper full of square characters.

The head is big.

In fact, Di Chu knew that the two would have conflicts, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.You haven't graduated from high school yet, and at this juncture, it's definitely not a good time to quarrel.

The two had a tacit understanding and did not quarrel, but this was more serious than arguing.But right now there is no other better solution. When there is a contradiction in the expression of the "language of love", besides communication, it is still communication.

They have thought about communicating, but at the same time they feel that now is not the best time.

You can only tell yourself to trust each other.

The two always have to go through some ups and downs together, and it is called memories after getting over it.All that is gone with the wind belongs to yesterday, and all that is left after the wind and rain can face the future.

This day, Qi Ling went back to his room for the first time, and slept on the bed that had been piled up as waste since the two of them dated.

After Di Chu finished his homework, Qi Ling had already fallen asleep.

Is really asleep.Not loaded.

Di Chu turned off the lamp and stood in the dark for a while.A low sigh boiled in the air, and then disappeared.

Let's talk about it later, Di Chu thought.It's not a problem if the two can't communicate now.

The next day, when Qi Ling woke up, Di Chu had already left.

There was still breakfast on the dining table, and the note read: If you don’t come back for lunch, remember to send a message.

Qi Ling's heart was sour and sweet, last night the two of them almost fell apart, this was the first time since they fell in love.

But the problem is still there, and nothing has been resolved.

Qi Ling couldn't be happy, so he had to eat breakfast and rush to the studio.

At this moment, Di Chu was sitting in the classroom, surrounded by many classmates.The college entrance examination is approaching, serious and not serious, all come earlier.

Cheng Sicong endorsed the book at the front, while Di Chu was distracted behind.

Qi Ling and Di Chu lived "separated" for several days, and the two had very little conversation.

They are trying to avoid something.

Di Chu and Qi Ling didn't understand this until Valentine's Day

——If the person who loves you doesn't love you the way you want.That doesn't mean he doesn't love you with all his heart. *

The author has something to say:

Note:"*"

① "Love you with love." Margaret Mitchell

②This chapter is a bit stuck, and it’s the first time I feel a little stuck after writing for so long.

Not a plot card, but an emotional one.

Because according to the prototype, the couple in life had a lot of friction during the period of the college entrance examination, and their lives were not peaceful at all.I want to write everything according to them, I will probably be beaten to death, it's too cruel.

So in the end, I chose this period of time. Before and after the Hundred Days Pledge, the running-in between them has approached peace, and this period is more meaningful.As mentioned earlier, the language of love.

This is really important, I think no matter what sexual orientation you have, you should pay attention to this.