Good brother, your design is broken

When Ling Lang walked to the Beigao sports field, the last student who was running at night was wiping his sweat and was about to leave the sports field. When he passed by him, he was frightened by his cold gaze and quickened his pace.

He didn't do any stretches, just strode his long legs around the track.

There was no skill, no tactics, and the speed was so fast that he seemed to be one with Night Breeze.

Pi Tao, who was waiting for Ling Lang by the side of the runway, was a little dazed at first, but soon ran with Ling Lang, his limbs and claws rustling on the plastic.

After running a three-kilometer run, Ling Lang stood at the starting point, propped his hands on his knees, and panted for a while.

Then, he opened a group of relatives and friends that he hadn't seen in 800 years, and the latest chat topic happened to be Ling Rongjiang's happy son.

Ling Lang turned up and saw a screenshot of Ling Rongjiang's circle of friends: God took away a daughter from Dad, and gave Dad back a lovely you. It was you who appeared and helped Dad cross a hurdle in 50 years of life. You are Dad My hope for the future is my little padded jacket for the rest of my life.

The accompanying picture is two big hands holding a small hand.

The flattering comments lined up below made the lively and festive atmosphere to the fullest, and also promoted the image of "good father" to the highest level.

Crossed a hurdle?

Ling Lang pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were as cold as ice, and the knuckles holding the phone were already turning terribly pale.

What qualifications does he have to cross this hurdle ahead of time?

Ling Jin, who was supposed to dedicate herself to her art dream, was buried on the road of resisting the power of the patriarch, but the culprit hid in the remotest corners of the world, escaped the condemnation of conscience, enjoyed a happy and happy family, and forgave himself openly.

Why is he?

The air index is good tonight, and I can see far away at a glance, but it's so dark that I can't see anything clearly.

The wind kept blowing forward, and the thin single clothes reflected a pair of thin and protruding shoulder blades. The figure of the boy was like a tight bowstring, moving around the runway at high speed in the lonely night, as if maintaining his last sanity and arrogance , has yet to shoot that manic arrow.

Chi Yang sat on the high platform next to the camellia tree, staring intently at Ling Lang who had already run five kilometers.

When Chi Yang was completely attracted by the people on the track, the tired and paralyzed Pi Tao who was squatting by the side planned to sneak away, but just as he let go of his legs, he was snatched back by a pair of big hands.

Chi Yang tapped its little nose, and said with a smile: "Don't leave, he needs your healing."

Pi Tao: ...

Physical energy burns out before anger.

When Ling Lang walked down the runway, Chi Yang kicked Pi Tao's butt, and Pi Tao immediately ran forward, rubbing his head against Ling Lang's trousers.

Ling Lang was forced to slow down his steps, panted heavily and looked down at it, the red hostility in his eyes faded a lot, beads of sweat ran across his face, and finally rolled down from his chin silently.

Chi Yang walked over and thoughtfully handed Ling Lang a bottle of water, Ling Lang took it but didn't drink it.

"Ling Rongjiang remarried, and gave birth to a child two days ago." Ling Lang's chest heaved vigorously a few times, and he paused, as if he had suppressed something, "Do you know about this?"

Chi Yang: "I know, I invited my grandfather to the family banquet last year."

Ling Lang nodded, leaned back, and sat on the high platform neatly.

He was not mistaken, he was indeed the last to know.

Chi Yang walked to Ling Lang's side, and observed his expression calmly by the dim streetlight.

That gloomy look that contained hidden anger obviously didn't seem to be as simple as feeling uncomfortable because he suddenly had a younger brother to share his father's love, but because of something else, something deeper.

Chi Yang has an intuition, that will be the key to solve the little wolf cub's knot.

He knew that it was impossible for Ling Lang to open his mouth, so he asked, "Is there anything you want to tell me? For example, why did your running speed break the record today, and even Pi Tao couldn't catch up with you."

When Pi Tao heard his name, he raised his ears and let out a whimper.

Ling Lang's Adam's apple moved slightly, and after a while he lowered his head: "There are some things that I don't want you to know."

Not only that, he didn't even dare to imagine it easily.

About the past few years, about Ling Rongjiang, about that thunderstorm night, about that tragedy...

If Chi Yang learned the truth, and learned that the pious person in front of him had an inescapable responsibility for Ling Jin's matter, how would Chi Yang react?

To beat him up on the spot?Or turn around immediately and be strangers to him from now on?

There were too many possibilities, and he didn't have the courage to bear each one, because no matter what, the result would not be forgiveness.

In fact, since Chi Yang went abroad without saying goodbye four years ago, there was no news at all, and half a year later when he found out that Chi Yang and Ling Jin had been in contact, he understood that the relationship between the three was more important than others.

Chi Yang is very nice and understanding, but in Chi Yang's heart, he is not that important.

But he didn't want to lose everything he had.The reappearance of Chi Yang gave his dusty heart a new desire, so concealment became one of his few selfishnesses.

In just one minute, Ling Lang thought of many hypotheses as if punishing himself, clenched his hands on his knees into fists, released them, then clenched them tightly again, then hurriedly raised his head and glanced at Chi Yang.

The lonely look in his eyes made Chi Yang's smile froze for an instant, he was stunned for an unprecedented second, and felt a tingling pain in his heart.

He sat next to Ling Lang: "If you don't want to say it, why don't you say it, why are you so sad all of a sudden?"

"Who's sad." Ling Lang quickly lowered his eyelashes as Chi Yang sat down, as if he was trying to cover up.

This little wolf cub is clearly about to write "heartbroken" and "no one loves" on his face, and he is still stubborn...

Chi Yang was a little helpless, and felt that the situation was a bit tricky, after all, he knew nothing and could hardly handle it.

In fact, he had a hundred ways to make Ling Lang speak up on the spot and tell him what happened, but as long as he remembered Ling Lang's eyes just now, he couldn't bear to ask another word.

Even if there is any huge mystery at this moment, it will have to wait until later to solve it.

He leaned against Ling Lang's arm: "How about this, you lean on me, and I will coax you."

Ling Lang: "...?"

Chi Yang: "It's like when you quarreled and cried in the kindergarten, it seems to be the big class."

Ling Lang: "I'm an adult."

He used a reminding tone, quite serious, but in Chi Yang's eyes, he was inexplicably childish.

Seeing that Ling Lang didn't clearly express his dislike, Chi Yang continued to push forward: "Brother Yang entered the adult world a year and a half earlier than you. Is there any problem with you being a child in front of Brother Yang?"

"..."

How many years have passed, and Chi Yang is still fooling him with the words he used to fool a three-year-old child.

Ling Lang was shocked by Chi Yang's rascal's remarks. In astonishment and bewilderment, the thin layer of ice in his eyes was suddenly scorched by the scorching moonlight, as if he was on the verge of falling, and was about to turn into water and drip down.

Poor and cute.

Seeing Chi Yang's heart itching, he flashed [-] radical thoughts in an instant.

But in the end, Chi Yang didn't do anything that didn't fit his current image, but raised his hand, inserted his fingers into Ling Lang's wet and cold hair, and pressed Ling Lang's forehead to his shoulder.

"Come on, let me be your friend for a while." Chi Yang patted the back of Ling Lang's head with his big hand, "Just for a while."

The action is very domineering, and the voice is very low.

At the end, he added: "If you are shy, close your eyes."

Chi Yang's shoulders are broad and warm, the scent of camellias rushes from behind him, and the coolness of spring is surging.

Ling Lang quietly pressed against his shoulder for ten seconds, raised his head, and said, "Shit."

Chi Yang pretended not to see the reddish eye sockets of the little wolf cub, bent over to cover Pi Tao's ears, and said with a smile: "Hey, we Pi Tao can't listen to such words."

Pi Tao lay on all fours, not daring to move, a pair of small ears trembling in Chi Yang's palm.

The author says:

Pi Tao: I'm so mad!

(The reason why Brother Yang didn’t contact Little Wolf when he went abroad will be explained later)

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