Qianli Jiangling

Sheng Qianling endured Jiang Li's obscene words all night, and finally couldn't stand it any longer, and asked with a straight face, "Jiang Li, have you always been so shameless?"

Jiang Li froze for a moment, feeling a tingling pain in his heart for no reason.

It is very hidden, and when you feel it carefully, there is no trace.

He smiled shamelessly and replied: "Brother Ling, you can just say that I am shameless, so polite. What is face? I never care about it. I only want you."

Sheng Qianling found that no matter what he said to Jiang Li, he could always get around this matter.

He wanted Jiang Li to be quiet and decided to let him go to practice.

Therefore, Sheng Qianling stopped answering the call, and returned to the practice table in Jiangli with the cue.

He picked out a red ball and placed it about three centimeters from the side of the long platform, and then placed the white ball so that the two balls were in a straight line.

Sheng Qianling lay down on the ground after looking at the red ball for two seconds, then suddenly exerted force with his right arm and shot out the white ball. When it hit the red ball, he braked suddenly and stopped firmly on the red ball. Where it stopped before, the red ball rolled forward for a while and fell straight into the bag.

When he hits the shot with this strength, it is very smooth, and his powerful shots and pauses are very eye-catching.

In addition, he is tall and long-handed, and his body is well-coordinated. No matter the left hand that sets up the pole or the right hand that shoots the pole, they are both exquisite and outrageous.

Jiang Li almost straightened his eyes.

The white ball felt like a sharp bayonet being thrown out suddenly.

When people thought it was going to stab the enemy madly, it jumped up out of thin air and landed firmly on the city wall.

Even Bai Qiu's momentary pause caused Jiang Li's heart to pause for half a second.

He grew up so big, and he had never seen such a coquettish ball. Suddenly, he came to Sheng Qianling's side, raised his head and asked, "Brother Ling, how did you do this? Teach me!"

Sheng Qianling breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up and stood up, and said calmly: "Tieku fixes the shot. When the ball shape is not good, it is used for self-help. Use a flat bar and a lower bar by about [-]mm, and control the force yourself. You must hit a set shot , the goal ball must also be scored. If you are tired from practicing the left-handed spin ball, you can practice this."

He recovered to be a conscientious master, teaching Jiang Li these unique skills without reservation.

Jiang Li also knew in his heart that Sheng Qianling's heart was not opened for him, and no matter how many times he knocked on the door, it was useless.

So I decided to follow the steps he gave and concentrate on practicing for a while.

After learning the basics, Jiang Li started to practice with the public clubs in the previous shop.

Sheng Qianling also returned to his practice table to start tonight's training.

For a while, the two were quiet, not looking at each other, only the crisp sound of hitting the ball could be heard.

Time passed quickly, and night came quietly.

The guests in the billiard room left one after another, and the lights were extinguished, leaving only the aisle lights and colorful lights for lighting.

The surrounding environment dimmed.

Even Pan Deng and Uncle Hong had gone back, and only one cashier was left at the front desk tens of meters away to settle the accounts. The calculator was pressed very fast, and the sound of "resetting to zero" kept coming.

Jiang Li got a little sleepy after practicing, so he sat on the sofa to drink water and rest.

Sheng Qianling also stopped, looked at Jiang Li, and asked softly, "Are you hungry?"

His tone remained unchanged, as if he automatically ignored Jiang Li's ambiguous confession tonight, and continued to be Jiang Li's gentle and tolerant master and friend.

Jiang Li shook his head, and replied, "I'm not hungry, I just don't have any taste in my mouth, and I want to eat sweets."

Sheng Qianling looked directly at Jiang Li, and said firmly, "No, you must give up candy completely, and you can't touch it in the future."

Jiang Li was very dissatisfied, raised his resentful eyes, and complained: "Then you can let me kiss you, you must give me a taste in my mouth!"

He spoke frankly and didn't think this was such an excessive request.

It even made people feel that it was a mistake for Sheng Qianling not to kiss her.

Sheng Qianling became inexplicably angry, raised his voice a little, and said, "Jiangli! I told you not to talk about this topic again."

Jiang Li's emotions that had been suppressed all night exploded again here.

He cocked his neck, raised his chin and said, "Why can't we talk about it? Why can't we talk about it? Is it wrong for me to like you? You're so damn good-looking that you don't like it anymore?"

Sheng Qianling remembered what Pan Deng said, "Your mother told you to go back at the end of the month", and became more and more upset. He said indiscriminately: "I don't like you! I don't have feelings for you!"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Li was quiet for a few seconds.

He seemed to be a little hurt, and a dazed and bewildered emotion suddenly appeared in those doggy eyes.

But within a few seconds, he raised his pitch-black eyes and stared at it vigorously, growling: "I don't care if you like me or not?"

Sheng Qianling seldom got angry, but at this moment, he couldn't control himself.

Standing by the table, his chest heaved more and more, and he asked helplessly and sadly, "Jiang Li, what are you trying to do when you're so crazy?"

When Jiang Li heard the word "crazy", he suddenly raised his mouth and sneered.

Are you crazy?

He wasn't crazy to show Sheng Qianling.

Why did Sheng Qianling say that?

The more Jiang Li thought about it, the more angry he became, he stopped drinking the water, stood up quickly, rushed to Sheng Qianling, and threw himself into Sheng Qianling's arms like many times before.

Sheng Qianling was caught off guard for a moment, and was thrown backwards, forced to take a few steps back, leaning against the wall covered with coffee-colored wallpaper.

Jiang Lifu came over, grabbed the collar of Sheng Qianling's light blue shirt, looked up into his eyes, and showed all the ruffian and madness in his body.

He gritted his teeth and said, "What do I want to do? Oh, okay, I'll tell you. I want to tie you up and lock you up! Only for me to see, only for you to laugh at me alone! What do I want to do? I want to I took off your clothes, kissed you all day and night, and fucked you all day and night! I want you to be inseparable from me, and you will only be my man for the rest of your life!"

Jiang Li's voice was sonorous and powerful, echoing in the small space next to the ball table.

He spoke so naturally and fluently that he almost blurted out without any need for a draft.

It seems that I have imagined this thousands of times in my mind.

Sheng Qianling was shocked by these words, his palms trembled so much that he couldn't calm down for a long time.

He didn't know that the apprentice who pretended to be obedient and practiced in front of him every day actually hid such dirty thoughts about him in his heart.

Sheng Qianling's heart fire was ignited, like dry weeds on fire, it burned endlessly in an instant.

He even forgot to break free, looked down at Jiang Li's eyes that couldn't help it, and mocked: "Idiots are talking about dreams."

Unconvinced, Jiang Li approached a little closer and said out of control, "Didn't you ask me what I want to do?"

Sheng Qianling didn't answer, and there was only awkward silence in the air.

Outside the two practice tables was a dark and silent space.The fitness club and video game city next door have long been closed, and the whole floor is quiet.

The whole world is also quiet.

I could only hear the beating of someone's heart.

After a long time, Sheng Qianling was discouraged, lowered his eyes, and pointed at Jiang Li's hand, pushing him away, and said in a low voice, "Stop practicing, go back."

After speaking, he took his cue, disassembled it into two parts, put it in the club box calmly, and then walked towards the club cabinet over the cashier with the club box.

Only a thin and lonely figure was left in the river.

Jiang Li wanted to catch up, but felt that what he said just now had exhausted all his courage.

At this moment, there is a sense of powerlessness.

He watched Sheng Qianling put down the cue, then watched him walk out of Time Billiards, and entered the empty elevator without looking back.

When Sheng Qianling's figure completely disappeared, Jiang Li began to gasp for breath, like a fish rescued from drowning.

It turns out that fish can drown too.

For the next two or three days, Jiang Li didn't go to Time Billiards.

He sat in his seat all day long, listlessly thinking about the meaning of Sheng Qianling's last sentence.

"Stop practicing, go back" Did he tell him not to practice that night, or did he not need to practice in the future?

Or did Sheng Qianling regret it and didn't want to be his master anymore?

Jiang Li felt a burst of regret, complaining that he had pushed too hard and let his relationship with Sheng Qianling fall into such an embarrassing situation.

Maybe it's better not to rush it.

Sheng Qianling doesn't like him now, what if in a few days, he finds that he is handsome, charming and cute, and can't help falling in love with him?

But what should I do now.

He didn't go to time billiards anymore, Sheng Qianling ignored him, didn't send WeChat, didn't make phone calls, and didn't care if he still wanted to practice left-handed spin and post-cue fixes.

Will the relationship between the two of them end at the beginning of this summer?

Jiang Li was so restless that he scratched his head, turning his soft fluffy hair into a chicken coop and a bird's nest.

There was a bruise under his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and lightly smashed the desk with his fist.

Chen Shushu, who is at the same table, has been chasing after Xu Xiaolian to no avail recently, and is depressed every day. Only then did he discover the abnormality in Jiangli.

He stared at Jiang Li for a while, and asked distressedly: "Brother Li, are you overindulging in sex for your master's sake? You made it look like you're exhausted."

Jiang Li flicked his bangs, and counterattacked unhappily: "I and your mother gave birth to you through excessive sexual indulgence!"

Chen Shushu was used to these words, and tentatively said, "Then I'll call you... Dad?"

Hearing "噗嗤", Jiang Li let out a wry laugh, and his mood finally eased up a bit.

He endured the inexhaustible restlessness in his heart, and told Chen Shushu exactly what happened that night.

Chen Shushu's bull's eyes widened when he heard this, and his mouth gradually opened, so big that he could stuff an egg into it.

He raised two thumbs up, and praised sincerely: "You really said that you want to fuck him for a day and a night? How did you say such aggressive words like tigers and wolves?"

Jiang Li covered his face in irritability: "I'm fucking out of my mind!"

Chen Shushu said: "Everyone will be angry if I change it, if I block you directly, I will never communicate with you forever."

Jiang Li lay down on the desk in depression, and said worriedly: "Ah, it's really serious. I was really irritated by him at the time. He said I was crazy, so I fucking..."

In the end, I couldn't go on.

There is only deep regret left in my heart.

People like Sheng Qianling are lonely and cold, calm and calm, just like a bright silver moon shining in the sky.

It can only be seen from a distance, not desecrated.

But Jiang Li just wanted to use obscene words to blaspheme him, humiliate him, and force him, just to show off his tongue and force him to see his burning joy, regardless of whether he could bear it or not.

I'm such a jerk.

Jiang Li thought to himself.

Later, Chen Shushu nagged something, but Jiang Li didn't hear clearly, and didn't bother to answer.

The only thought left in his mind was that he was going to lose his master.

Not even friends.

The more I think about this, the more decadent I become.

It is simply unparalleled anxiety, feeling that the world is so fucked up.

When school was over at six o'clock, for the first time, Jiang Li didn't run away from ringing the bell as usual.

He piled up the books on the desk and stuffed them into the desk without tidying them up, just stacking them indiscriminately.

The teachers of all subjects assigned homework, but he was not in the mood to write it, and he didn't even understand what the homework was.

He also forgot whether he got 22 or 32 on today's weekly exam paper.

When everyone in the class was almost gone, he slowly got up and walked out of the classroom, closing the door behind him.

In addition to the senior three students who are about to take the college entrance examination, the students in the first and second grades of senior high school have almost gone.He walked in the empty campus empty-handed, and looked up at the bright blue sky.

The campus of No. 29 Middle School is very small, and it is impossible to see the setting sun.

Can't see the cold moon.

Jiang Li dawdled, and walked slowly towards the alley outside the school gate.There are several stationery stores and fried noodle shops in the alley, some students gathered there, chatting about something.

He walked aimlessly.

I don't want to go to time billiards, and I dare not see Sheng Qianling.I also don't want to eat the Hunan rice noodles at the alley entrance, or go back to Jixian Alley to eat the hot dry noodles at Aunt Liu's house.

Add eggnog.

Anyway, now, no one cares about him anymore.

He can finally drink eggnog and eat sugar, why is he still so unhappy.

Thinking wildly like this, Jiang Li walked out of the alley and came to the door of the beauty hospital on Liji North Road.

This is the way he must go home.

When Sheng Qianling took him to Wuchang Mingshi to play billiards, he stood here waiting for him, carrying the dinner prepared for him.

Sheng Qianling seemed to have fallen from the sky that day and appeared in front of him.

It's like, this analogy may not be accurate, but Xue Zhajiang can't find a better description.It was as if many years ago, when he was sitting in the dark, tired from crying and his voice was hoarse, and no one responded, the neighbor who was far away broke into the door with a bowl of steaming white porridge in his hand.

He remembered that warmth for more than ten years.

And Sheng Qianling stood waiting for him under the afterglow of the sunset that day, which also gave him this similar feeling.

However, in the parking lot in front of the beauty hospital, there will no longer be a taxi waiting for him, and there will be no more Sheng Qianling.

Enduring his disappointment, Jiang Li glanced in that direction lightly, then withdrew his disheartened gaze.

Wait a minute!

Why is there someone so familiar there?

Turning his head to look over again, he saw Sheng Qianling really standing there, his eyes fixed on his direction.

Jiang Li felt sour in his heart, he quickly blinked and took another look, it really was Sheng Qianling!

Sheng Qianling stood there upright, the soft wind blew towards his shirt, flipping up the corners of his shirt slightly.His brows are picturesque, his skin is cold and pale, and he looks young and handsome.

Before the sun set, the afterglow wrapped his shoulders soothingly, making his whole body seem to be covered with a golden glow.

In such an atmosphere, Sheng Qianling is like a statue, as handsome as Michelangelo's favorite work.

Jiang Li's throat choked slightly.

Subconsciously, he quickened his pace and ran towards Sheng Qianling. After running two steps, he stopped abruptly, slowly discerning something.

Sheng Qianling had been waiting here for a long time, but now he saw Jiang Li suddenly slowing down, and he didn't quite understand the reason.

He raised his eyes to look at Jiang Li, and asked aloud, "Aren't you coming?"

So, like a puppy that has found its owner, Jiang Li happily ran over.

The author says:

I think you said yesterday that you can’t watch it enough to let Jiageng, I originally wanted to lie to leave a message in the chat,

Said that if there are 20 comments in this chapter, I will add them, but Xiaoqin is super sweet after all, so I will add them first!

Let you have a good time first!

As for whether to add more tomorrow, just read the message!

I really read every article, I don’t lie to you!