That night, the "[-]th Line" was finally not found.

When Bai Ji was about to get out of bed and rebuild the line of defense, Qi Xiang sat on the bed with a quilt covering his waist, threatening him with unprecedented fierce eyes.

"You put one and I'll take the other apart."

"...huskies."

Bai Ji stood barefoot on the edge of the bed, shrugged his shoulders, turned his back to Qi Xiang, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Are you laughing, Que'er?" Qi Xiang was more sensitive at this time.

Bai Ji flatly denied, "You're not funny."

"Heh." Qi Xiang didn't believe it, so he sneaked up from behind, directly carried Bai Ji by the waist, and threw him on the bed. He carefully looked at Bai Ji's eyes and lips, and kissed the tip of his nose, "It's not shameful to laugh."

Bai Ji pushed his knees somewhere through the quilt, "Indeed."

Qi Xiang choked: "..."

After Bai Ji teased him, he had avenged his previous embarrassment, and now he felt comfortable, leaving behind Qi Xiang, who was in a dilemma, turned around and went to sleep comfortably.

Qi Xiang was uncomfortable, and he held him in his arms to sleep. Bai Ji adjusted five postures in an hour, and was finally subdued by a slap, and fell asleep with his head on Qi Xiang's chest for half the night.

In the middle of the night, there was a lack of oxygen, and he half-opened his eyes and kicked Qi Xiang away, trying to get into the water with Qi Xiang back to back without breaking into the river. Qi Xiang fell asleep, his arms sank like a sealed gate, Bai Ji couldn't break free, and angrily bit Qi Xiang's arm.

At noon the next day, the sun cast a beam of light through the gaps in the curtains. The hotel is well insulated, and the sound downstairs can hardly be heard until dinner time.

Bai Ji woke up leisurely, only felt that his jaw was stiff and sore, as if it was about to dislocate. He opened his eyes and saw that he was holding his neck-length arm in his mouth, like a puppy holding a bone, and he was clenching it tightly.

"..."

Fuck, I forgot to let go last night!

Looking up, Qi Xiangzheng gave him a half-smile, clicked his tongue in disgust, and after Bai Ji let go, he showed his wet sleeves.

The tooth marks are still very clear, and Bai Ji's caliber can be measured.

Bai Ji's face turned red, and he pretended to explain calmly, "Your arm is on me."

Qi Xiang: "Oh."

"..." Bai Ji: "Get lost."

After washing up, the two of them went out to look for food.

A few steps outside the hotel is the subway station and the commercial snack street, and the performance site is just across the road. When they leave at one o'clock, there is already a long queue outside.

Fans at the gate were distributing support supplies, among which Liang Fengqiu saw a lot of them at a glance, and there were so many kinds of support supplies, it was quite interesting to look at. Bai Ji sneaked a few glances as he passed by, and suddenly felt a sense of relief like an old father.

Bai Ji and the others went upstairs to eat Japanese food, because the preferred KFC was occupied by fans. When they were looking for a seat, they were lucky enough to listen to a debate about "whose fans have ugly fetishes?" Bai Ji stood there pretending to order food After listening to the whole process, I was sure no one said Liang Fengqiu was heartbroken.

It was thought that the Japanese grocery store would be better, after all, it was quite expensive, but they underestimated the fighting power of a rich woman who could pay five times the price for a ticket.

There is a hole in the sky inside, and a handful of station sisters are distributing supplies.

Bai Ji was lucky enough to see Liang Fengqiu's high-definition edited photo at such a close distance. He fixed his eyes on the photo for two seconds, feeling that the standing picture of Liang Fengqiu in his mind had been deleted and changed into a giant C with fair skin, beautiful legs and long legs.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally spit out two words: "Niubi." He didn't know whether he was talking about Liang Fengqiu or the station sister of the P picture.

Qi Xiang comforted him, "Actually, they are a bit similar."

Bai Ji immediately asked, "Where?"

"..." Qi Xiang fell silent, "Name."

Fortunately, it's not as noisy as KFC here. A few station sisters are carrying their guns and talking softly, but everyone's eyes are shining with excitement like a passionate love.

Bai Ji doesn't like to eat raw sashimi, he just takes a sip for half a day, as if biting it for fun, it's a waste of time.

Qi Xiang noticed that his eyes were always vaguely glanced at the next table, where the station sister of Liang Fengqiu's family was sitting, and she was counting the micro-P hand banners in hand, as well as the glowing rectangular light board.

Qi Xiang asked him, "Want?"

Bai Ji nodded, "That light is pretty bright, but I didn't sign in at his super chat, and I can't claim it if I don't have enough level."

His super chat level is level 2, and he clicked in a few times to see fans blowing his brother's rainbow fart, which was inexplicably embarrassing for others.

Qi Xiang wiped his hands, "It's easy."

He got up and walked towards the crowd there, and after he said something, he took out his mobile phone and the two of them chatted for a while, then saw the girl look at him with extremely eager eyes, then handed the glowing light card in her hand to Qi Xiang, Shaoqing also presented a small furry clip with Liang Fengqiu's Q print on it.

When Qi Xiang came back, he raised his eyebrows showing off, and asked, "Which one do you want?"

In fact, Bai Ji only wanted a light sign, but he didn't expect to get a windfall. "Enough is enough." He was curious, "Why did you come?"

Qi Xiang was very flabbergasted, "I'm no more handsome than Liang Fengqiu. As soon as I passed by, that girl climbed the wall on the spot, let alone the light sign, and immediately drove me out of my hand, but I refused. I said that I only want me and my partner's double Version."

More and more outrageous.

Bai Ji forked a piece of honeydew melon and stuffed it into Qi Xiang's mouth, "Eat some more."

Qi Xiang ate happily, and still didn't forget to tease others, "Are we so close now that we want to taste fruit?"

Bai Ji: "..."

The light sign is worthless after all, and it was originally distributed for free. Qi Xiang spent 200 yuan and told the girl that he wanted someone to please him.

But after telling Bai Ji this, the one who will be scolded is Qi Xiang himself.

After eating, the two wandered outside, Bai Ji thought he couldn't go empty-handed, so he took Qi Xiang to buy a bracelet and wanted to see Liang Fengqiu to give it to him at night, after Bai Ji paid the money, the two walked to the entrance of the mall, Bai Ji said that he had left his mobile phone in the store, and asked him to stand while he ran back to get it.

Qi Xiang saw him running over, and laughed at him: "You are reckless."

After dinner, it was already dark outside. The performance ended with eight groups. Liang Fengqiu and his team had a grand finale. There was still some time before their appearance. The two of them walked slowly. At this time, there were only lights and small cards that were accidentally left behind in the square. .

Qi Xiang called someone to bring them in, there was constant screaming inside, and all kinds of lights were on in the dark auditorium. Qi Xiang Baiji was taken to the first row, sat down, and just happened to vote for the No.11 audience, The next group was Liang Fengqiu's group.

Bai Ji gasped and sighed, "It's a good thing we caught up, didn't you jump?"

Qi Xiang forcibly clamped Liang Fengqiu's Q version of the small sign on his head, and shook his head following his movements.

"No." Qi Xiang fiddled with the light board in his hand, and finally found the switch in the corner. The blue light illuminated the big autumn characters, and suddenly the sea of ​​blue lights set off waves like waves in the venue following the screams of fans. wave.

Surrounded by overlapping sounds of "Liang Fengqiu", Bai Ji has never seen such a big scene. Their posture is comparable to a military training song. When he turned his head, the cascading blue waves illuminated his pupils, and his pupils shrank suddenly. one time.

When he was young, he got good grades, and Liang Fengqiu liked to follow him to copy his homework. After several changes in his family, others bullied him, but Liang Fengqiu stepped forward to help him protect him.

People scolded Liang Fengqiu, saying that he was his little follower. Instead of being angry, Liang Fengqiu laughed, and scolded back: "I won't follow him, but with you, an idiot?" of.

Seeing him in a daze, Qi Xiang poked him, "It's almost time to perform, look."

Bai Ji turned his head, the corners of his eyes were moist, and he said to Qi Xiang: "Liang Fengqiu's favorite color is actually red, and he has a pure red schoolbag, which is very flamboyant, and he carries it every day. He used to say that when he became famous, he would give it to him. The bright red lights are as festive as New Year’s, but because of Bai Wuhui’s incident, I hate red and say blue is beautiful, and then he never carried a red schoolbag and bought a new blue schoolbag.”

But now, at the beginning of his glory, there is no red light like the Chinese New Year, but there is a vast ocean.

In the past, he didn't think about what that blue schoolbag meant, but it may have blossomed from his stone-like heart recently, which is much softer than before, causing his chest to be warm and his eyes to be hot.

He raised the light board, and the BGM sounded on the stage, blowing up the audience.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Fans of each family call each idol's name.

As the drum beats gradually decreased, Liang Fengqiu stood at the c position in a section of pure BGM without drum beats, and his deep and gentle voice came out from the darkness, with a heavy sense of time, amazed the audience in the quietest way, his singing skills and The voice directly slammed the audience, adding many layers to a song that was originally purely showy.

Many things can only be felt better at the scene. I saw the scene was silent for a few seconds, as if being caught in the heart and soul. After a few seconds, the screams were like thunder.

At the end of a song, a group of people put on an ending pose.

Bai Ji sat under the stage, clutching Qi Xiang tightly with both hands. This scene really made his adrenal glands soar, and halfway through, he followed the fans and yelled Liang Fengqiu's name twice!

Qi Xiang looked at him excitedly, with starlight in his eyes, and it was the first time he smiled so unscrupulously, it was so bright that it dazzled the eyes, he thought of Bai Ji's talk about the cheering, and his originally happy mood was covered with a sour taste of narrow-mindedness .

In fact, it shouldn't be, if Liang Fengqiu had that kind of thought, it would be impossible for Qi Xiang not to find out.

He just thought... Bai Ji and Liang Fengqiu both occupy important positions in each other's lives that no one else can get in. It has nothing to do with love, it's similar to a family relationship that supports each other.

And these were so intimate that he was jealous.

Qi Xiang thought, I am so selfish.

At this moment, in the moment when the stage was dark, Bai Ji leaned over suddenly, and the standing sign scratched his chin, scratching his itch. Bai Ji's eyes were brighter than the light sign, open and undisguised.

He smiled and said, "My heart beats so fast, it would be great if I could kiss you."

The sour taste and unhappiness were all gone, and Qi Xiang was in full bloom.

"Why not?" Qi Xiang asked with a deep smile.

Following the next wave of cheers, before turning on the lights, he pecked lightly on Bai Ji's lips, and Bai Ji responded by licking the crack between his lips.

Qi Xiang looked like he was on the clouds, and he was top-heavy when he was hit by surprise.

He thought hotly, fuck, why are you so jealous? He just wants the show crew to arrange for Liang Fengqiu to come on stage for another ten or eight shows. What kind of sweetheart did he see at that moment?

The author has something to say: Liang Fengqiu doesn't like Bai Ji, he has always regarded Bai Ji as his poor son with ill-fated fate.

After watching the performance, Xiao Qi: Continue to play music, continue to dance! ! !

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