I want this sand sculpture

"..." Song Qichen was shocked again, "Are you short of money?"

In his impression, Du Yan is a local tyrant who can take a taxi but never take a bus, and who can eat out but never eats in the cafeteria.

"Didn't you run away from home?" Du Yan shrugged, "I don't plan to go back, I have to rely on myself."

"..." Song Qichen said in his heart that I actually think what you said makes sense, "Let me ask for you."

Song Qichen went to the office and expressed Du Yan's strong desire to come to work to Brother Zhang.Brother Zhang was not interested in this buy-one-get-one gift employee at first, but when he walked slowly to the door and saw Du Yan, a beautiful boy sitting in the sun with a melancholy face and rubbing his belly, his eyes lit up instantly.

Ah, the smell of money.

"Sure!" Brother Zhang waved his hand and called the foreman.

It has to be said that Du Yan has really reached the state of being self-taught in some aspects - he was recognized by the foreman within an hour by virtue of his superb communication and wrangling skills, and he joined the job that night.

"I think I may be born with this talent." Du Yan raised his exquisite chin proudly in the staff lounge.

"Born to brag?" Song Qichen mocked mercilessly.

"..."

In summer, there were more guests at night than at noon. Du Yan and Song Qichen wore work clothes and shuttled between the dining tables, unable to stop even for a moment.Even though the air conditioner was fully turned on, there was some sweat on the tip of the nose.

"It's not easy to make money," Du Yan thumped his sore waist, "It's going to kill me."

"Self-reliance?" Song Qichen glanced at him.

"Life is too difficult, why don't we... oh fuck!" Du Yan stopped abruptly in the middle of speaking, and hid behind the counter shortly.

"What are you doing?" Song Qichen was startled, and took a step back.

"Come back, don't talk to me, don't look at me," Du Yan pulled him back by the hem of his clothes, "Hey, don't look at me!"

Song Qichen didn't know why, so he lowered his head and stared at the counter.

"Look at the door!" Du Yan said with a suppressed voice, "If you see those people, just look at those who are not good birds."

Song Qichen looked at the glass door, and sure enough there were a few strong men standing outside, who seemed to be pushing the door to come in.

"They are my father, bah, Du Guofeng called to arrest my bodyguards!" Du Yan said through gritted teeth.

Song Qichen nodded, and was about to walk towards the door.

"Hey, why are you going!" Du Yan became anxious and grabbed his trousers.

Song Qichen turned his head to look down at Du Yan, moved his wrist, and said expressionlessly, "I'll meet them."

"..." Du Yan let go of his hand and shivered.

While speaking, the men outside the door had already entered the shop.

"Welcome, what would you like to eat?" Song Qichen strode to the door, raised the corners of his lips and pushed his glasses.

"We don't eat," the leading man took out his mobile phone, flipped through a photo and handed it to Song Qichen, "Have you seen this person before?"

Song Qichen took the phone and looked at it, the person in the photo was indeed Du Yan.

"I haven't seen it before," Song Qichen said, "There should be no one similar to him among the guests today."

"Really?" The leading man looked into the store, "Please think about it carefully?"

"Really," Song Qichen smiled, "I don't need to lie to you... Ah, it seems that there is such a person who just passed by here."

"Where?"

"If I remember correctly, I turned to the side," Song Qichen opened the door and pointed to a small alley, "Over there, I'll take you there."

"Okay, thank you little brother." The man said.

"You're welcome." Song Qichen smiled and led them to the alley.

"Fuck!" Du Yan stared at the whole process, gritted his teeth and chased after him, "Is Lao Song crazy?"

He quickly ran into the alley, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Song Qichen hit the leading man on the chin with his fist. The man bent over and covered his mouth. It looked like he was bleeding from the blow.

Then the next few men will start.

"Try to move him!" Du Yan roared, flew over to push those people away, and forcibly made a way.

Du Yan struck the neck of the man standing in front of Song Qichen with his palm, grabbed Song Qichen and ran away.

"What are you in a daze for? The young master ran away and chased after him!" The leading man came back to his senses, covered his mouth and shouted.

"Song Qichen, you are poisonous!" Du Yan said while running, "You can beat them?!"

"...I was ready to run after two hits." Song Qichen said.

"What if they carry knives and sticks? What if you can't escape?" Du Yan's voice became much louder.

"You..." Song Qichen wanted to say that your bodyguards probably wouldn't go out with knives and sticks.

"What about me, what about you!" Du Yan glared at him and interrupted him, "Call me next time!"

Song Qichen was stunned for a long time before saying: "Understood."

For a moment, Song Qichen felt his heart warm.

Du Yan dragged Song Qichen through the criss-crossing alleys for more than half an hour. The characteristic old-fashioned low-rise buildings in the west of the city provided excellent cover for them.

But it's also easy to get lost.

Du Yan turned a corner and ran into a dead end.

This should be the place where people who live nearby piled up debris. There is a dusty sofa and several wooden boxes left together. There is a wall in front of it.

"It's over." Du Yan stopped, panting with his hands on his knees.

"Excellent." Song Qichen closed his eyes and leaned against the wall to slow down, and stretched out his thumb to Du Yan.

Du Yan panted for a while, then straightened up, "Go out and change direction."

"No," Song Qichen gave him a hand, pointing to the wall, "They're outside."

"Damn!" Du Yan suppressed his voice, "This chase is too fast!"

Song Qichen shrugged, "He's a professional."

Du Yan became angry, "I went out and fought with them!"

"Hey!" Song Qichen hurriedly stopped him, "It's not like he can't escape."

Du Yan stared at him for a moment, then his eyes lit up, "Go up!"

"Pretty smart." Song Qichen smiled.

Song Qichen's glasses did not fall off during the running, and they looked very soft on the bridge of his nose. Du Yan felt that the boy under the moonlight had become a little different.

Can't tell what's different.

Du Yan's heart skipped a beat.

"Come up," Song Qichen had rested enough, stepped on a few boxes and turned up the wall, "Hurry up, they can see."

"Here we come." Du Yan laughed, and rolled up after Song Qichen.

The terrain in this area is quite complicated, the winding walls are connected together, the path below is pitch-black, and it is hard to tell where to go in and where to go out. It is not a surprise that Du Yan found himself lost in it after he came up. What a shame.

"Follow me." Song Qichen confirmed the positions of the bodyguards, stepped on the wall and ran in the opposite direction.

Du Yan was dumbfounded, and quickly followed Song Qichen, "No, you still have the ability to fly over the wall?"

"Look at your feet," Song Qichen glared at him, "No one will pull you if you fall."

"Hey," Du Yan raised his eyebrows, "Who do you look down on you!"

You don't need to turn to run on the wall, you can jump directly from one road to another.The two usually climb over the wall, and their business ability is extremely strong, so they won't fall from the top, and they quickly escaped from the bodyguard's pursuit.

Song Qichen led Du Yan to the edge of the maze, jumped off the wall, and ran two more streets to the vicinity of his home.

After rushing all the way home, entering the house and slamming the door, the two teenagers slumped on the ground and gasped for breath.

"Fuck," Du Yan laughed, leaning against the door panel, "what's the matter?"

Song Qichen lay directly on the ground, breathless, unable to speak, and smirked together with Du Yan.

After laughing for a long time, Du Yan fumbled to stand up and turn on the light, but he didn't want to touch a piece of softness with his hand.

Du Yan was stunned and forgot to take back his hand.

Song Qichen, whose lips were pressed, couldn't laugh anymore, and lay on the ground with his eyes wide open.

His still breathing hit Du Yan's fingertips, and Song Qichen felt Du Yan's fingers tremble slightly.

After a few seconds, Du Yan swallowed his saliva, and slowly slid his finger up a few inches.He felt that he must be possessed by something, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible to touch Song Qichen's face.

will die.

will be killed.

In the darkness, the air was so still that it froze, and the only sound in the room was the careful breathing of two people.

Neither of them moved, they were as still as a sculpture.

"That," Du Yan came back to his senses, and bounced like an electric shock. He cleared his throat in embarrassment, his face was hot, "I, I'll turn on the light."

"Hmm..." Song Qichen also jumped up, and flipped on the switch with a snap, "The switch is here."

"Oh," Du Yan nodded blankly, "Oh."

The expressions of both of them were slightly unnatural, and neither of them moved as they stood there in embarrassment.

"Then what?" Du Yan scratched his hair and stared at the floor, "Your face is quite slippery."

"..." Song Qichen stopped being embarrassed in an instant, and leaned against the wall with folded arms, "I still have to thank you?"

"That's no need." Du Yan raised his eyes to look at him, and then immediately turned his eyes away, "I have nothing to do with your good skin, you don't need to thank me, but I really want to do it..."

"Pan?" Song Qichen squinted his eyes, suddenly grabbed Du Yan's arm and threw it directly on the sofa.

Before Du Yan recovered, he was already lying on his back on the sofa, watching Song Qichen's knee on his stomach.

Song Qichen half-kneeled on Du Yan's body, pressed his two wrists with his left hand, and stretched out his right hand towards Du Yan's frightened face with double chins.

"You...what are you doing?" Du Yan stared at him incredulously, "Even if you like me, you can't take me by force!"

"Shut up!" Song Qichen suppressed his voice viciously, "I heard you want to rape me?"

"Fuck, help me!" Du Yan yelled and struggled to get up, "You're robbing a man! There's no law! Help! Someone!"

"Fuck!" Song Qichen was shocked, and covered Du Yan's mouth with his hand, he was afraid that if Du Yan shouted again, the neighbors would think he was doing something weird.

Seeing Song Qichen's deflated expression, Du Yan stopped twisting instantly, his eyes bent triumphantly, and he completely lost the chaste and strong man's look just now.

Song Qichen realized that he was trapped, and immediately released his hand covering Du Yan's mouth, rubbed his face hard a few times, then quickly jumped off him and stood aside, "It's even."

Du Yan couldn't stop laughing, Hua Zhi sat up tremblingly, pounding the sofa while laughing.

"Oh, my stomach hurts from laughing." Du Yan held his stomach and relieved, "You are too cute, how old are you?"

"Six years old," Song Qichen replied solemnly, "I will be in first grade this year."

After he finished speaking, he didn't hold back, and laughed wildly with Du Yan again.

You control Song Qichen!Your avatar is about to collapse into scum, Song Qichen!

While Song Qichen scolded himself in his heart, he wiped away the tears from laughing in despair.