High Leng Xueba is a coquettish monster

Lu Qing returned a little early today.

Lu Shilin didn't drink too much wine tonight, and he walked steadily on the road.The night was dark, Lu Qing looked down at Lu Shilin's shadow elongated by the street lights, and his whole body was enveloped by the low air pressure emitted by the person in front.

He thought of Lu Shilin's eyes that he bumped into when he rushed out from the backstage of the bar, with obvious shock and doubt in them.

He vaguely felt that something bad might happen.

Sure enough, as soon as he stepped into the house, Lu Shilin turned around and faced him at the door, without a trace of drunkenness in his eyes.

Lu Qing looked at him in a daze, and vaguely recalled that he rarely saw Lu Shilin's clear eyes in his memory. His father's eyes were mostly erratic, and he liked to indulge in the pleasure brought by alcohol.

He lowered his head slightly to avoid Lu Shilin's probing gaze, and heard Lu Shilin's muddy voice: "What's the matter with you and that bar owner?"

Straight to the point, with a strong questioning.

Lu Qing didn't answer, there was no strong smell of alcohol in the air, but there seemed to be a hint of gunpowder smoke hidden in the air, which made his heart skip a beat.

"Ask you something!" Lu Shilin's voice suddenly increased, almost roaring.

Lu Qing paused, took a small step back, and said hesitantly, "...it's nothing."

Lu Shilin's face was full of disbelief, without the influence of alcohol on him, he frowned tightly, and asked him sharply: "Are you two getting too close?"

Lu Qing lowered his eyes and fell silent again.

Seeing his avoidance, Lu Shilin felt even more irritable in his heart. His eyes sank, and he asked another question: "Why do you serve dishes in a bar?"

Lu Qing looked at Lu Shilin's already somewhat annoyed face, and replied, "Part-time job."

"Why do you work part-time at a bar?"

"……idle."

Lu Shilin's expression changed instantly, his whole face covered in disbelief, as if he couldn't think that Lu Qing would say such perfunctory words.

He paused for a moment, and then the words of reprimand came down like cannonballs: "Quickly quit me! What kind of job do you kid? Why don't you do more sets of papers and get into a good university!"

"Did the guy who runs the bar give you this job? Let me tell you! The guys who run the bar are basically gangsters, and they're all social people. As a high school student, don't hang out with those social people, you understand?"

"Don't mess around outside while I don't care about you, do you hear me?"

The crimson gradually climbed onto Lu Shilin's face. He frowned tightly, and the flesh on his face twisted together because of anger. It looked a little scary, like a volcano about to erupt.

Lu Qing looked down at the floor without any reaction, as if he was listening to Lu Shilin's "teaching" very seriously, but the hands hanging on both sides of his body gradually formed into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands were exposed.

Lu Shilin is always like this, cowardly and irritable. When he is drunk, he asks him to clean up the mess. When he is sober, he always uses his superficial behavior cognition to regulate him.

It seems that he never thought that he would know Qi Ran and work part-time in the bar, all thanks to him.

The night outside the window was getting darker, and the cold wind hit the branches with a "cracking" sound, adding a touch of terror to the tense atmosphere in the house.

Lu Qing clenched his fists tightly, while Lu Shilin over there was still talking about lecturing him, his words became more and more sharp, and the unbearable dirty words were desperately drilled into his head.

He felt a buzzing in his ears, and the image of Qi Ran slowly riding his motorcycle suddenly flashed in his mind, and a trace of anger rushed into his heart without warning.

Taking advantage of Lu Shilin's pause, the boy restrained himself and said, "What does it have to do with you?"

The voice is clear, without temperature.

Lu Shilin didn't react for a while, and heard the young man's indifferent voice again: "Who am I dating, and what does it have to do with you?"

Like a volcano erupting suddenly, Lu Shilin's blood surged up in an instant, as if magma flowed out of his eyes, he shouted: "I... Mom is your father! What do you mean?"

Lu Qing didn't return, but just stared at Lu Shilin with raised eyes.

It seems to be asking: Have you fulfilled your father's responsibility?

Stared at by the stubborn and indifferent eyes, Lu Shilin seemed to be stuck suddenly and forgot what he wanted to say. He looked at Lu Qing for a while, then suddenly strode forward, and stretched out his hand, wanting to slap Lu Qing.

But he didn't hit it, Lu Qing took a step ahead of him, ran into his room at once, and closed the door firmly with a "bang".

"Lu Qing, stop for me!"

Lu Shilin's roar outside the door slammed on the door one after another, Lu Qing ignored it, threw himself on the bed, buried his head in the quilt, and felt grievances pouring out one after another.

After waiting for a while, there seemed to be a little silence outside the door, Lu Qing relaxed his body, and heard the sound of "Xi Xi Suo Suo" again.

Lu Shilin took a few bottles of white wine from the room, and the glasses collided with each other, "pinging, bang, bang".

It's like this again, Lu Qing thought, she can't do without wine at all times.

He sighed, sat up from the bed, took a test paper and spread it on the desk, eager to divert his uncontrollable emotions from the homework.

But it was not that easy at all. He looked at the paper, but the words on it turned into images. For a while, it was Qi Ran’s beard that was getting closer and closer as he kept approaching him. The more chaotic, even the simplest equations can't be solved.

He felt his nose a little sour, so he simply tossed the paper aside and buried his head in his arms.

I don't know how long it has been like this, but it was Lu Shilin's almost vomiting cough that finally woke him up.

Lu Qing frowned, feeling so irritated that he was rarely seen in his heart, he sighed deeply, and walked towards the door slowly with heavy steps as if accepting his fate.

Lu Shilin's health became worse and worse. In recent nights, he was often woken up by the sound of Lu Shilin coughing.

But I didn't expect it to be so serious this time.

Lu Shilin was a little confused, lying on the floor like a pool of water, next to the overturned wine, mixed with broken glass, medicine bottles tilted to and fro, and messy medicine grains spilled at his feet.

He was stuffing medicine into his mouth absentmindedly.

Seeing this, Lu Qing was startled, and hurried over to let Lu Shilin spit out the medicine.

Lu Shilin spit out the medicine along with Lu Qing, his consciousness was blurred, he raised his eyes and saw that it was Lu Qing, so he grabbed Lu Qing's sleeve, and said with his tongue out, "Xiao Qing, listen to your father, don't follow, go too far with that person Did you know it recently?"

"It's not easy for that person to see it. For a person in his 20s who can open a bar by himself, no, it's not easy..."

Lu Qing looked at Lu Shilin's drunken appearance, thinking that his health was getting worse and worse recently, hesitated for a while, and said helplessly, "Dad, take care of yourself first."

He frowned, remembering Qi Ran's habitual smile, and said, "...he's fine."

After a long pause, "Instead of paying attention to my interpersonal relationship...it's better to pay more attention to how old your son is."

Lu Qing didn't speak any more, Lu Shilin who was lying on the ground had been paralyzed by alcohol, as if he had fallen asleep.

He dragged Lu Shilin to the bedroom, cleaned the floor silently, and then walked slowly to his room.

The screen of the phone lights up at this moment.

He hesitated to open it to read, it was a message from Qi Ran.

Ran: Why did you go back so early today?

Ran: Nothing happened, right?

Lu Qing stared at these two sentences for a long time before typing two words.

LQ: nothing

The child is still the same arrogant, but there is actually something, a very big thing.The words Lu Shilin yelled every sentence pierced his nerves like needles.

"Are you getting too close?"

"Don't hang out with that person, you know?"

"He is not simple..."

Isn't it simple?It seems that it is not simple.

Qi Ran was able to invade his life in every detail, occupying a part of his life seemingly gentle but forceful. In front of that person, the seemingly cold and resistant young man had no power to teach him. Wrapped in the outer skin, it slipped deeper and deeper.

Before he knew it, Lu Qing realized that he had unconsciously relied on Qi Ran. He naturally ate the dinner that Qi Ran brought him, and no longer counted the distance that Qi Ran drove him as travel expenses.

But why, why did Qi Ran treat him like this?

"I thought you should have known, little friend." Qi Ran's raised voice appeared next to his ears at this moment.

He suddenly trembled, and remembered the lips and the beard stains at the corners of his mouth that Qi Ran slowly approached in the bar just now.

Lips are about to touch, only millimeters apart.

"Bang", it was like a flower bloomed in his mind.

That answer struck his heart again and again, but he didn't dare to confirm it.

Could it be that Qi Ran... is chasing him?

This guess made Lu Qing refreshed. He stood up abruptly, but Lu Shilin's questioning words came out again. He shook his head severely, and laid down on the bed, just wanting to quickly escape the guesses that kept popping up in his mind.

But, sleepless all night.

As a result of his insomnia, he stared blankly at the blackboard countless times during the next day's class.

The blackboard changed from numbers to physical formulas, and from physical formulas to English words. He just kept staring at it, wondering what he was thinking.

Wang Zhihao on the side saw him in such a state of "out of his mind", his curiosity was "sizzling" and smoked, and before class was over, he touched his arm with his elbow and asked, "Lu Qing, what's wrong with you today, what are you doing?" Didn’t your eyes follow the teacher before? Why are you staring at the blackboard today?”

Lu Qing recovered from being touched, lowered his eyes and said softly, "It's nothing."

"Damn! What's so good about what you can see with the naked eye?" Wang Zhihao smiled, "Would you like to have a friend, brother Wang Zhihao, to help you out?"

He didn't expect any response from Lu Qing, and probably glanced at him indifferently again, but he didn't think about it. Lu Qing hesitated for a while, frowning together, and said slowly: "A person chasing you... what is it?" like?"

Time seemed to stand still suddenly, Wang Zhihao maintained a stiff smile on his face for a long time, his eyes were full of shock: "Damn it, you would actually ask this question! No, so many girls chasing you before have never seen you ask it!"

Lu Qing didn't answer, this time he really glanced indifferently.

"Okay, okay." Wang Zhihao pursed his lips and thought for a while, "They will definitely buy you food, and sometimes they will make some biscuits for you by themselves? They will chat with you from time to time, and they will think about how to integrate into you life, will do many things for you, will..."

all hit.

Lu Qing was stunned, pink continued to climb his cheeks, he took a sharp breath, and wanted to stand up.

Wang Zhihao immediately suppressed him: "It's time for class!"

Lu Qing followed Wang Zhihao's strength and sat down, but the heat on his face did not drop.

Seeing him like this, Wang Zhihao felt more and more uneasy. He had a flash of inspiration, recalled the rumors in the school, approached Lu Qing and asked in a low voice, "I'll go, Lu Qing, you can't... you can't be brother Ran?"

"I saw it during the last rehearsal. He gave you schoolbags, brought meals, and pushed you against the wall."

What responded to Wang Zhihao was Lu Qing's increasingly erratic eyes.

"Lu Qing." Wang Zhihao asked more carefully, "Brother Ran won't really... like you, right?"

Lu Qing was shocked, and raised his eyes to look at Wang Zhihao.

When Wang Zhihao saw Lu Qing's no longer desolate eyes, he knew that his guess was indistinguishable. He frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice, "What about you?"

"What do you think about Brother Ran?"

"You don't, you like him too, don't you?"

Lu Qing didn't look back, he lowered his eyes, the broken hair on his forehead blocked his eyes, so he couldn't see the expression on his face.

"Do you like...men?" Wang Zhihao said again: "No wonder you like to ignore the girls in our school—"

"No." Lu Qing interrupted with a firm voice.

Wang Zhihao was stunned for a moment, and in the next second he saw the boy regained his clear eyes, with firmness in his eyes, and his voice was cold: "I don't want to fall in love, no matter male or female."

"Om-"

The phone vibrates.

Lu Qing was puzzled. Few people called him at this time. He glanced at Fang Huailiang who was speaking enthusiastically on the podium, and picked up the phone while no one was paying attention.

It says "120" on it.