Qianli Jiangling

Jiang Li followed Sheng Qianling into the elevator.

He got the benefit, but pretended to be expressionless, leaning lazily on the elevator car with his long legs bent, not looking at Sheng Qianling, but only at the ever-changing numbers on the small electronic display.

Sheng Qianling coaxed him: "Don't be angry."

Jiang Li's peach blossom eyes widened, and he said in a drawn-out tone, "I'm not angry, how dare I be angry with Master."

Sheng Qianling was delighted to see Jiang Li's expression of wanting to laugh but holding back, so he stretched out his hand to rub the soft hair on the back of his head, and said, "You call me Master now, which makes me feel unethical."

After Jiang Li heard this, the smile on his lips could no longer be suppressed, and he approached Sheng Qianling with a smirk, approaching Sheng Qianling's ear, and shouted like a repeater: "Master, Master, Master..."

Sheng Qianling's ears were numb: "..."

The elevator door opened, Sheng Qianling walked out first, and Jiang Li triumphantly followed.

He looked like a prodigal who had successfully molested a woman from a good family, seeing the helpless smile on the corner of Sheng Qianling's mouth, he was in a good mood.

After entering the door, the two changed into slippers and washed their hands before sitting at the dining table.

Jiang Li first removed the box of the small cake, then took out the birthday candle, and inserted it next to the Barbie doll in the center of the cake.

The candles are red, one is "1" and the other is "8".

Jiang Li made a bad move, deliberately put "8" in front of "1", and then rotated the cake half a circle, just for Sheng Qianling to see the number "81".

Sheng Qianling raised his eyebrows and asked, "On purpose?"

Jiang Li's little love words came out as soon as he opened his mouth: "Happy birthday to my Barbie doll, I hope that when you are 81 years old, I will still be with you on your birthday."

Sheng Qianling was stunned for a moment, then quickly laughed.

He said, "Okay."

Jiang Li found a lighter on the locker next to him, lit the candle, and turned off the light in the living room.

The room suddenly dimmed, leaving only the warm yellow candles on the dining table.

Sheng Qianling was sitting behind this candle, and the gentle flame fell into his clean and clear pupils, making him look peaceful, quiet, elegant and gentle.

Jiang Li looked at Sheng Qianling quietly, unable to move his eyes away.

My thoughts drifted away uncontrollably, and I drifted back to my hometown, falling into a picture that I hadn't thought of for many years.

It was the beginning of 2008, and there was a massive snowstorm in Hubei Province.

That year, he and Jiang Haijun left the village where they had lived for 12 years and went to Wuhan.

The village was covered with snow down to the calf, making it difficult to walk.

But the pure white between the sky and the earth, and the trees and soil on the hillside were all covered by the overwhelming snow, which made Jiang Li feel very novel.

There is little snow in the south, so people have a natural yearning for snow.

But Jiang Li didn't know that such a blizzard could be called a natural disaster, and only remembered the shocking beauty of that scene back then.

It was indescribably, indescribably thrilling.

It is a heartfelt admiration for the uncanny craftsmanship of nature.

Just like this moment.

The appearance of Sheng Qianling sitting in front of him, looking at the small birthday cake with tender eyes.

Jiang Li's eyes lingered on Sheng Qianling's face unabashedly.

He opened his mouth softly, as if afraid of disturbing time.

"Brother Ling, happy birthday."

Sheng Qianling raised his chin slightly and replied, "Thank you."

Jiang Li thought for a while and said, "Brother Ling, let me sing you a birthday song."

No matter whether Sheng Qianling agrees or not, he clapped his hands and sang softly by himself: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, Happybirthdaytodearlingge (brother Ling), happy birthday to you..."

He mixed Chinese and English, no matter the tune or the pronunciation, he sang to the end, bent his eyes and quickened the rhythm of clapping.

Although Sheng Qianling's family was wealthy, he rarely felt this kind of birthday ritual.

His father is in a high position, and his mother is a master of Shang Hai, and they are always busy and hard to see.

In addition, the family has almost strict standards for health, and they don’t eat much sweets, let alone prepare a high-sugar and high-calorie cake on his birthday. At most, they can sit together for a meal and chat Recent developments and ideals in life are considered celebrations.

Therefore, when Jiang Li finished singing the happy birthday song earnestly, Sheng Qianling felt his heart skip a beat.

He cooperatively leaned over to blow out the candles, and thanked Jiang Li again.

Jiang Li ran to turn on the light, and sat down cheerfully when he came back, staring at the little cake.

Sheng Qianling knew that he was fond of sweets, so he complied with him, took down the half-burned number candles and barbie dolls made of chocolate, cut open the cake with a transparent plastic knife, packed a large piece for Jiang Li and handed it over.

Jiang Li happily took it, put it in front of him, and took a big mouthful with a spoon.

The cream is smooth, the cake is rich, and the ratio is precise. It is not oily or greasy. Just chew it, it will be full of fragrance on the lips and teeth, and it will be sweet to the heart.

The sweetness of love, the sweetness of cake.

On this night, they were all given to Jiangli by God.

Jiang Li licked his lips, trying to lick off the white cream on the corners of his lips, but he licked more and more, so he just let it go.

On the way, he thought of something, stopped and asked, "Brother Ling, do we count as—"

Then he suddenly got stuck.

Normally, we have to talk about "boyfriend and boyfriend", but they are all boys, so it feels strange to say "boyfriend".

He brewed for a while, trying to search his poor vocabulary, thinking about how to describe this word.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Sheng Qianling looked at him and suddenly said, "I regret it."

Startled, Jiang Li raised his head slowly and looked straight into Sheng Qianling's eyes, his throat seemed to be blocked by cream, and he couldn't move up or down.He heard his trembling voice: "Sheng Qianling, what do you mean?"

What do you mean by kissing you?

I almost sacrificed myself, what do you mean.

Sheng Qianling took a deep breath before continuing, "I regret what I said to you that day, Jiang Li, that was not my intention."

Jiang Li didn't react, and asked back with a hanging heart: "What are you talking about?"

Sheng Qianling lowered his eyes for a second, then raised his eyelids to look at Jiangli.

His face looked soft and peaceful, and it was illuminated vertically by the friendly overhead light on the ceiling, elongating and projecting his eyelashes on his cheeks, like a meandering river.

Sheng Qianling said: "I said that day, you can fall in love with her, be her boyfriend, hug her and kiss her deeply, and when you are old, sleep with her, marry her, have children with her, You can spend your whole life with her."

Jiang Li was so frightened that he lost his mind just now, after listening to Sheng Qianling's words, he swallowed the mouthful of cream, restrained the ecstasy in his heart and said, "What do you regret?"

Sheng Qianling was a little emotional, like an immaculate god being dragged into the world of mortals, his face stained with the desires of mortals.

He said: "You can't fall in love with her, you can't be her boyfriend, you can't kiss her deeply, you can't sleep with her, you can't marry her, you can't have children with her, you can't be with her For the rest of my life, I can't."

Jiang Li's face was a little hot, but he still coaxed Sheng Qianling with a sense of shame: "Well, no, neither. I'm just your boyfriend."

The small cake was only six inches, and in the end Jiang Li couldn't finish half of it.

After he finished one piece, he couldn't eat the rest, so he took it to the refrigerator and put it away.

It was getting later and later, Jiang Li didn't have the face to mention that he wanted to stay overnight, and he saw that Sheng Qianling was very tired after a long day's work, so he tentatively said, "Brother Ling, shall I go back first?"

Sheng Qianling was indeed so tired that he nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll take you down."

Jiang Li laughed and said, "Then I will send you back, and you will send me down, and I will send you, and you will send me again. We don't need to sleep tonight, so we will send you back and forth all night."

Sheng Qianling also heard it funny, came over and hugged Jiangli, bent over naturally, licked away the little white cream left on the corner of Jiangli's lips, and said, "Then you have a good rest."

Jiang Li: "..."

With just such a movement, he felt like he was about to catch fire!

Worthy!

No flirting!

But there was nothing he could do, he could only turn around and walk towards the door, reluctantly leaving.

On the way back, Jiang Li felt like he was dreaming this day.

At first, he thought that Sheng Qianling had left him without saying a word and went back to Beijing. His mood was as low as that of the Maya trench that he had learned in the geography book in the freshman year of high school. Then he cried embarrassingly, and actually gave Sheng Qianling Cried back.

He also celebrated his birthday with him, took off his clothes, kissed and hugged, confirmed the relationship, and directly sent his mood to the peak of Everest or Himalangma, and went straight to the clouds.

Jiang Li originally thought that he would be so excited that he would not be able to sleep, and that he would repeatedly recall the scene of Sheng Qianling kissing him on the bed.

Unexpectedly, the energy was exhausted during the day, and the mood was extremely relaxed. As soon as the head touched the pillow, the consciousness slipped into a soft dreamland.

A good night's sleep.

When he got up to brush his teeth the next day, Jiang Li looked in the mirror and found some deep and shallow red marks on both shoulders.It is the mark left by pressing the flesh hard.

He has thin skin and tender flesh, but last night Sheng Qianling hugged and pushed him hard, then pressed him and kissed him.

As soon as he recalled that scene, Jiang Li couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and the peach blossoms seemed to really bloom in his peach eyes.

The temperature in the morning in June is already quite high.

Jiang Haijun was not there, and Jiang Li unscrupulously looked in the mirror shirtless.

After taking the photo for a long time, he was still not satisfied, so he went to bed and touched his phone with a broken screen. Boss Fei tried his best to unlock it and enter the camera. He chose an angle, took a picture of his red-stained shoulder in the mirror, and sent it to Chen Chen. trees.

Chen Shushu was probably lying on the bed and playing with his mobile phone, and he replied very quickly: "Fuck, Brother Li, you were beaten up? How did we do it today? How many people are we going to, where are we going, who are we going to do, just say something!"

Jiang Li slowly walked back to the living room, rummaging through his closet while replying to Chen Shushu.

With spring in the corner of his mouth, he wrote almost without thinking: "How do you know I'm in love?"

Chen Shushu was confused: "You didn't wake up?"

Jiang Li frowned sincerely: "Oh, he insisted on kissing me, so sad."

Chen Shushu was shocked: "What's the commotion so early in the morning?"

Jiang Li became more and more into the character state: "My boyfriend is too clingy, so distressed."

Chen Shushu trembled: "Are you with Sheng Qianling? What the hell? Is this what happened?"

Jiangli was very full of Chen Shushu's reaction, typing quickly with both hands: "After all, it's me. In Jiangli, the most handsome school in 29th, there is no boy more handsome than me in a radius of ten miles. It's so strange to fall in love."

Chen Shushu hit the point straight: "So you were raped?"

Jiang Li: "..."

Depressed for a second.

I fucking want to!

Jiang Li couldn't continue acting, so he scolded Chen Shushu through gritted teeth: "What kind of rubbish are you pretending to be in your head all day long! Is there nothing else besides this kind of thing? Have you memorized the socialist core values ​​printed on the school gate? What's behind harmony? "

Chen Shushu made the final decision: "Oh, it's just not done."

Jiang Li: "..."

He was so angry that he threw his mobile phone on the bed, he was too lazy to be bombarded by Chen Shushu's text messages, and started looking for clothes on his own.

He found a lake blue clean-faced short-sleeved shirt from the closet and put it on, followed by a pair of black loose-fitting sports trousers.

After getting dressed, he checked the time again.

It is 08:30 in the morning, and Sheng Qianling has not sent a message.But Jiang Li just knew that he had to arrive at time billiards at nine o'clock, and then sit down and have breakfast with Sheng Qianling.

It's not a very special picture, but when I think of it, I feel inexplicably warm.

While there was still some time, Jiang Li ran back to the toilet to re-do his hair again.

In summer, hair grows faster, and the bangs that hang down almost reach the eyelids.He took out a hair dryer that had been dusty for a long time, blew himself up, and confirmed that he was handsome, then proudly raised his eyebrows at himself in the mirror, hummed a song and walked out.

Before going out, he thought of the little birthday cake yesterday, went back to the table and took out the textbook for the first year of high school, took out some money from it and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Li recalled a certain sentence Sheng Qianling said last night, and with a thought, he rummaged through the box to find his ID card, and put it in his pocket.

At 55:[-], Jiang Li arrived at the gate of Time Billiards, which was empty.

He waited there expectantly, as if waiting for a summer rain.

At exactly nine o'clock, the elevator door opened, and Sheng Qianling walked out.

Jiang Li followed the sound of the elevator and looked towards the other end, seeing Sheng Qianling walking in a white suit and black trousers, his heart felt sweet, and he called him with a smile: "Brother Ling."

The author says:

Just ask if you are sweet or not!