Flashy Circle 3

In summer, there is frequent precipitation and heavy rain.

At night, Ling Shang stood in front of the French window of the study, with his hands in his trouser pockets, staring at the city that never sleeps outside, swaying in the wind and rain.

The TV broadcasting network and mobile phone text messages are bombarded from outside the number in turn. This year's No. [-] typhoon "Jinglang" is about to make a strong landfall. The violent wind and rain in front of us are just a prelude.

The strong waves are reminiscent of the turbulent seawater, which rises wall by wall like a beast.

Standing indoors, it seems that you can also smell the distant waves.

It seems that, a long time ago, I tried to go to the beach during a typhoon.

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At that time, the sky was gloomy, and it was clear that the flood was coming.

Luo Zixin was sitting on a black mountain bike, plaid trousers, and a white short-sleeved shirt.

He stepped on the pedal with one foot, and stretched his foot against the stone steps by the side of the road, waiting for Ling Shang.

Ling Shang ran out, and when he reached the door, he saw him in a slightly tilted posture with his people and the car, and his outstretched leg looked extremely slender.

"Wow, what a seductive pose~" Ling Shang approached with a smile.

Luo Zixin's expression was calm, "You are 8 minutes late."

"Sorry, I can't help it, I have to dress up before going out~" Ling Shang said, stepping on the back pedal, wrapping his hands around Luo Zixin's shoulders, "Okay, little Xinxin, let's set off for the vast sea right away !"

Ling's holiday villa in the bay area is surrounded by mountains and faces the sea, and it only takes 10 minutes to ride a bicycle to the beach.

During these 10 minutes, the mountain bike was heading upwind on the coastal highway.

The observatory has issued a black alert, and not a single car can be seen on the road.The whole road belongs to them.

With the wind blowing, Ling Shang looked at the dense dark clouds in the distance ahead.Xing Lei flashed faintly in the clouds.Beyond the highway is the sea.

The speed of the car was very fast, and the wind blew up Luo Zixin's white shirt.

Ling Shang closed his eyes, feeling the tactile sensation of the air brushing across his face.

Then, he opened his eyes and bent down to Luo Zixin's ear, "Hey, I feel like we are flying in the sky!"

Luo Zixin frowned, "We're about to land, hold on."

Arriving at the beach, the butler of the Luo family had already prepared all the equipment.

This private beach faces the wide ocean, and the big waves rush over one by one.

Typhoon days are best for surfing.

Luo Zixin took off his shirt, Ling Shang cocked his eyebrows, and whistled wickedly; just as he was about to tease him, Luo Zixin smiled and threw his surfing tights at him.

Put on your clothes, lift your surfboard, run for a while, and go straight to the open arms of the sea.

The cold sea water poured down hard from the head.

But standing on the surfboard, cutting the waves and rushing forward, the water wall rising behind is closely chasing; the thrill of driving, the excitement of being swallowed by a second, the feeling of looking through the water curtain before being covered. The psychedelic scenery, the momentary desire for survival produced by being finally wrapped in sea water, is like a complete stimulant, which makes the whole person full of strength.

However, the best thing is the moment when you get out of the rolling sea and take a deep breath. In the same sea and sky, there are people who feel the same way as you. And laugh.

Luo Zixin reached out to rake his wet hair, Ling Shang looked at him.

It started to rain.The waves are bigger and harder.

The two continued to gallop on the top of the waves.

The world is vast, and an unknown atmosphere of death is lying in ambush all over.

However, in this dark and chaotic environment, Ling Shang suddenly felt that it would be nice if there were only the two of them left in the world.

In the end, the two were forcibly dragged away from the increasingly dangerous sea by professional lifeguards who had been waiting all morning.

Back on the shore, someone came to hold an umbrella for them, each of them was wrapped in a big towel, and they were escorted into a luxury caravan.

The two sat in the car facing each other, their hair was dripping, and the carpet under their feet was wet.But when the two of them looked at each other, they couldn't help laughing.

Without him, it's just fun.

In the middle of the night, the rain subsided somewhat.

Ling Shang got up from the bed, went to the wine cellar to pick a bottle of wine, rode a bicycle, took a detour, and came to the Luo family's villa.

He got out of the car, picked up a small stone by the side of the road, and threw it at the window of Luo Zixin's room.

Small stones hit the glass and the alarm went off.

The instigator calmed down, waiting for someone to come and open the window, and after seeing that it was him, he stopped the guards who came out to arrest people.

However, the window remained closed.

Finally, the butler came out.

"Ah, it's Young Master Ling?" The butler asked the guard to let go, "Why are you here in the middle of the night?"

"...Where's Luo Zixin?"

"Oh, you came to find the young master. The young master just left, and he should have gone back to the city to look for Miss He."

This young lady surnamed He is Luo Zixin's current prey.

"If you are in a hurry to find the young master, you should change your car and chase him in time. Tonight, the young master is driving a Ferrari with the tail number 50. If you don't mind, you can directly change cars here..."

Ling Shang glanced at the bicycle and smiled, "...No need."

Want to share with him the most direct, most unadorned happiness.

It's just that I forgot to ask first whether the other party needs it, whether he is in the mood and has free time to go crazy with him in the middle of the night.

Luo Zixin is someone who can climb to the top side by side.He will be a good partner, a good friend, and a good brother. They can be sensual, strategize, and act together.

But when it comes to "talking about love".

Ling Shang got on his bicycle and said to the butler, "I'll find him tomorrow when I go back to the city. You don't have to tell him that I've been here tonight."

"Ok."

On the way back, Ling Shang was drenched in light rain, wondering whether the back seat of Luo Zixin's sports car would be filled with budding red roses.

Will he park the car downstairs at the girl's house, get out of the car, hold an umbrella, and wait under the street lamp overnight.In the early morning, the girl went downstairs for a morning run, Luo Zixin opened the roof, and the budding roses had already quietly bloomed, fresh, gorgeous, and at the same time, affectionate.

Will he smile and say to the girl when she is surprised, "Good morning."

Then, after he succeeds, will he immediately shift his target?

Back at the villa, I took a shower again.Coming out, Ling Shang took out the wine from his backpack.

He opened the phone contacts.

Suddenly, he felt a little ironic.There is actually a long list of things I use to pass the time.

See, this is reality.

None of them are innocent people.Even if you want to pretend, it is very difficult.

The world they live in has too many choices.As a result, when making a choice, you can almost pick one without emotion.And as for, if I give half of my true feelings, I will demand a full return from the other party. If I don't, I will be sorry for other choices that were given up, and I will be sorry for myself who refused these temptations.

After all, they are a bunch of arrogant and selfish guys.

It is impossible to love someone more than you love yourself.

Therefore, they are so afraid of pain.I would rather be someone else suffering and suffering in the end, and I have to get out of it.

Ling Shang smiled wryly, it seems that if there are really only two people left in the world, it will only be in such a windy and windy typhoon day.

He picked a number from the address book and dialed it.

After a while, he had changed into decent clothes, brought wine, and got into the Bugatti sports car.

The engine rumbled.

In the night, two shiny red marks on the back of the car were fixed in the humid air.

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A flash of purple lightning ended Ling Shang's memory.

I really didn't expect that I had thought so clearly so long ago.