Qianli Jiangling

When Jiang Li went out, he raised his head and glanced at the sky.

The clouds in the sky spread freely and leisurely.The sun fell inch by inch, and it would not take long before it would completely sink into the river.

At this time, in the eastern sky, a translucent moon rose.

I don't know when Jiang Li developed the habit of looking at the moon.

Crescent moon, crescent moon, half moon and full moon, he likes to watch them all.

I don't know if it is because the moon is beautiful and far away, so it is more charming.

He rode an electric bike through the quiet streets.Ride all the way from the private housing area to the Happy Square, and then park the car in the electric car shed in the Happy Square.

After getting off the car, he took out a lollipop from his pocket, tore off the wrapper and threw it into the trash can, then stuffed the candy ball into his mouth.

The elevator goes directly to the third floor, and the exit is Yunfeng Billiards Club.

Jiang Li hasn't been here since the last opening event.The flowers at the door are still there, but after a few days, the petals have wilted a little, and they hang listlessly on the bamboo basket.

Jiang Li withdrew his gaze and walked into the store without haste. He didn't see Zhuo Yunfeng, but only saw Lao Xu, who was striving for "Jiangling's No.

Jiang Li glanced at old Xu Pingping's unremarkable buttocks, walked over and asked, "Brother Xu, where's Brother Zhuo?"

Old Xu pointed in the direction of the back office and said, "It's inside."

Jiang Li nodded, puffed up his cheeks with sugar balls, and walked back.

Zhuo Yunfeng partitioned a fairly large office for himself, inside there was a large sandalwood desk and two exquisitely shaped grand master chairs.

On the back shelf are photos of him posing with star players, as well as trophies from his games.

There are gold cups and silver cups.

Of course the gold cup was won when he didn't touch Jiang Li.

Jiang Li knocked on the door and walked in, and saw Zhuo Yunfeng sitting at the desk.

He took the candy out of his mouth, held it between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and shouted, "Brother Zhuo."

Moving his eyes to the left, there was a person sitting on the gray sofa against the wall.

The man's legs were slender and naturally bent.Leaning on the back of the sofa in a stretched posture, he also turned his head and looked towards the door.

Jiang Li ignored Sheng Qianling, went to sit down opposite Zhuo Yunfeng, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhuo Yunfeng spoke with a bit of a businessman's detour, he first said a few words on the occasion, thanking Sheng Qianling for coming to support him in his busy schedule.

Jiang Li was puzzled, and then Zhuo Yunfeng changed the subject: "Qianling is a distinguished guest I invited, so of course I should be the one to entertain you. But today, unfortunately, the county is closed to all hotels, Internet cafes, etc. After conducting a real-name investigation, we found out the Huayue Hotel where Qianling stayed."

Jiang Li almost subconsciously wanted to answer the question "Did you find out that he was a prostitute?" When he opened his mouth, he slammed on the brakes and said, "And then."

He was a little guilty, pretending to be calm and looking at Sheng Qianling's face.

The other party just looked at him, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

Jiang Li wondered if Sheng Qianling also recalled what he said.

Back then at Time Billiards, Sheng Qianling was in a bad mood once, and Jiang Li asked him if he had been caught whoring a prostitute as an underage, and he replied very gently, no one would say that about his master.

But Jiang Li would definitely not be so stupid as to ask directly, and continued to wait quietly for Zhuo Yunfeng to finish speaking.

Zhuo Yunfeng went on to say: "Unfortunately, Qianling said that he sent his ID card back to Beijing to buy a real estate in the morning, but the hotel didn't provide his ID card when checking, and he can no longer stay here from today on. "

Speaking of this, Zhuo Yunfeng skipped a few questions.

He turned his head to look at Sheng Qianling on the sofa on the right, and asked with concern as an elder: "Qianling, why are you in such a hurry to get the house? Nothing happened, right?"

Sheng Qianling raised his eyelids, and said in a calm voice, "It's nothing, it's just that the original house couldn't keep dogs, so we have to buy a house that can keep dogs."

Jiang Li suddenly felt strange, and glanced at Sheng Qianling curiously.

After hearing this, Zhuo Yunfeng thought it was reasonable, and said casually: "That's right, many communities in Beijing do not allow dogs to be kept, even if you have a certificate. What kind of dog do you like, Qianling?"

The strange feeling in Jiang Li's heart became more and more intense, even to the point of fear.

In the next second, Sheng Qianling's calm voice sounded: "Golden Retriever."

Jiang Li: "..."

Zhuo Yunfeng didn't feel that he had strayed too far from the topic, and continued to say: "Golden Retriever is good, well-behaved and obedient."

Jiang Li couldn't bear to interrupt, and said, "So what do you want to say, Brother Zhuo?"

Only then did Zhuo Yunfeng come back to his senses, grinning his beard and said with a smile: "Ah, it's far away. Qianling won't be returning to Beijing for the time being, but he can't stay in a hotel now, logically speaking, he should stay at my house Yes, but, three generations of my family live under the same roof, and the two children in the family are noisy, afraid that it will affect Qianling's rest, so why don't I come to you and discuss it with you."

Jiang Li had already fully realized what Zhuo Yunfeng meant.

He looked towards Sheng Qianling expressionlessly, only to see Sheng Qianling apologetic, as if he really felt that he had caused a lot of trouble.

Zhuo Yunfeng said again: "Xiaojiang, your house is big and there are many vacant rooms, and you live alone, don't you? Can you clean up a room for Qianling to live in? I will pay for it."

Jiang Li lowered his eyes and remained silent for a few seconds without speaking.

Zhuo Yunfeng thought he was not happy, and added: "It's okay for me to pay according to the hotel's standard."

But Jiang Li turned his head, looked straight into Sheng Qianling's eyes, and asked, "There is still more than half a month to go to the World Championships, so you won't go back to practice?"

Sheng Qianling's eyes jumped, and he sat upright unconsciously, and replied slowly: "I won't participate in the World Championships this year."

There was warmth in Jiang Li's eyes, and he asked: "I don't have enough points, so I'm not eligible to pass? Or was it because of a violation of the rules that I was suspended."

Sheng Qianling shook his head and said, "Neither of them. The condition is not good and needs to be adjusted. We will play in the Shanghai Masters in the second half of the year."

Jiang Li's question was somewhat aggressive, especially to a professional snooker player who was very sharp, it seemed very impolite.

Zhuo Yunfeng thought he was understanding and reminded: "Ah, haha, Xiao Jiang..."

Jiang Li turned his head at this moment, looked at Zhuo Yunfeng, and said calmly, "Okay."

Zhuo Yunfeng was stunned, and asked back: "What?"

Jiang Li was in a bad mood, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you say you want to live in my house?"

"Ah," Zhuo Yunfeng immediately beamed with joy, "That's great, I'll help Qianling get things there later."

After talking about this business, it should have been a harmonious situation.

Sheng Qianling obviously felt that the atmosphere in this office had changed.

Jiang Li pushed away the chair and stood up, and said coldly, "Talk first, I'll go to the bathroom."

After speaking, he threw the sugar in his hand into the trash can under the table, and then walked straight out.

Zhuo Yunfeng waved his hand into the river, and said to Sheng Qianling: "Qianling, Xiaojiang doesn't mean anything else, the young man is a bit blunt, don't—hey, what are you doing?"

Sheng Qianling's expression remained unchanged, and he replied, "I'm also going to the toilet."

He strode out and chased after Jiang Li just when he walked into the door of the men's bathroom.

Jiang Li didn't really want to go to the toilet, but he was very bored and thought of the toilet to calm down.

He pushed open the door of a toilet cubicle nearby, and before he could close it, he saw a hand reaching in and grabbing the door panel.

Jiang Li: "..."

Sheng Qianling forced his way in, locked the door with his backhand, and pulled Jiang Li to lean his back against the door.

The compartment is a squat type, and there is enough space.Sheng Qianling leaned against the river, put his hands on his neck, lowered his head, looked down into his eyes, and asked softly, "Lili, why are you angry?"

Jiang Li has nothing to say.

His anger was indeed written on his face, even if Zhuo Yunfeng couldn't see it, it didn't escape Sheng Qianling's eyes.

Why are you angry?

He couldn't tell either.

He had no stance to be angry at all, so he had to excuse himself to go to the bathroom to calm down.

Before waiting for an answer, Sheng Qianling refused to let go: "Because I won't die in the championship, isn't it because of you, before I came to Jiangling, I decided not to go this year."

Jiang Li raised his head slightly, and the tip of his nose almost brushed against Sheng Qianling's chin.

The two were too close.In the past, when they were at such a distance on such occasions, they would definitely kiss, and they would only let go after kissing until both of them were out of breath.

But now there is no identity to kiss.

The river was inexplicably hot, and her heartbeat began to speed up unconsciously.

When he was a boy, a small poppy seed grew in his heart, and then the seed germinated and grew, and finally bore fruit.

But one day, the bouquet of poppies was uprooted, and he realized that he had long been addicted to drinking poison to quench his thirst.

Seeing that Jiang Li was silent, Sheng Qianling became more and more flustered, and his voice changed a little.

He said helplessly, "Lili, don't ignore me."

Jiang Li shrank his neck, feeling that the atmosphere was too tense and ambiguous, and wanted to escape from Sheng Qianling's shackles.

But Sheng Qianling's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick. Seeing that Jiang Li wanted to drill down, the hands that locked Jiang Li moved down a lot, and continued to block him in front of him.

Jiang Li had no choice but to frown slightly and look at the light yellow wooden board next to him, avoiding Sheng Qianling's eyes, and said, "Why did you decide not to go this year?"

Sheng Qianling's head drooped, and he gently rested his forehead on Jiang Li's shoulder, looking very vulnerable.

He said in a low voice: "I participated in it twice, but failed to reach the semi-finals. I'm a bit shadowed. I want to take a break."

There is essentially no difference between the World Snooker Championship, the UK Championship and the Wembley Masters.

It is nothing more than a question of the length of the competition system. For professional golfers, it is not worth mentioning at all.

But when Sheng Qianling said that he had a shadow, Jiang Li's heart still trembled.

When the two were passionately in love, Jiang Li once said: "Master, when you win the World Championships, I will definitely sit in the auditorium below and applaud you wildly."

He didn't know if the shadow Sheng Qianling said was due to this reason.

I really want to say one more thing, Master, I was actually there.

However, he couldn't speak.

Doesn't make sense and isn't necessary.

The two of them can't go back to the past, so there is no need to get entangled.

Jiang Li moved his back, distanced himself from Sheng Qianling, and said calmly, "I'm not angry, and I didn't ignore you. I really just want to go to the bathroom. Do you want to watch?"

Sheng Qianling raised his head, observed Jiang Li's expression, and asked seriously, "Is that okay? I want to watch."

Jiang Li: "..."

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