The susceptibility period is ticked off by the enemy

There was a staff member next to the jukebox, and when they saw them coming over, they hurriedly said, "Are you going to play this?"

"Yes," Qin Cheng ostentatiously grabbed a handful of game coins from his pocket, "How many coins?"

"Thirty," the staff opened the door, "we have a reward for this one, and if you score more than 95 points, you can get ten free viewing opportunities."

"I know," Qin Cheng walked in, "That's why I came here."

The staff probably told them how to play and then left. Qin Cheng fiddled with it twice with a fresh face: "I haven't seen this before, it should be a new thing."

Jian Heng swiped the screen: "What are you singing?"

Qin Cheng looked at the screen, he could basically hum a few of the songs on it, and said casually: "Which one do you like to listen to? I have a long way to go, don't worry."

"Don't worry..." Jian Heng pondered for a second, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "My ringtone?"

Baby what you're doing to me, let me feel your passion

……

I'll soften your body, I'll light your fire

……

Qin Cheng opened his mouth for a long time and choked out a sentence: "It's not Brother Jian, do you think it's appropriate for me to sing this when there are so many people on the street?"

"It's okay." Jian Heng said.

Qin Cheng suddenly turned his head to look at him, and Jian Heng smiled a little, obviously not serious.

been played.

Qin Cheng raised his elbow and nudged him. Jian Heng didn't resist, but squeezed his arm, and then continued to swipe the screen to select songs.

"You are my brother, let's change to a sunny one." Qin Cheng pulled his hand away and swiped upwards, but he couldn't find the two songs he mentioned, so this is what he wanted to hear "My classmate, I found that you are not as serious as you seem."

Jian Heng withdrew his hand and glanced at him: "I am a good student."

"It's just you, Aunt Song." Qin Cheng thought of his mother's evaluation of Jian Heng and felt happy, "A good student who punches a gangster, a good student who kicks the desk in the director's office, and has an aura of [-] meters. Good student, and..."

He didn't finish the rest of the sentence, and he was... a good student who had a puppy love.

Qin Cheng was scrolling while talking, when he reached a page, Jian Heng suddenly pressed his hand, selected a song in it, and clicked on it: "This."

Qin Cheng took a look - "OnMyOwn".

"Really?" Jian Heng looked at him.

"Brother Qin's spoken language is still okay." Thinking of the lyrics, Qin Cheng seemed to be stabbed by something in his heart, and asked, "Can you?"

Jian Heng didn't speak, and directly pressed the OK button.

Qin Cheng took a deep breath, he had liked this song for a long time, he sang it once when his class was swearing-in in the third year of junior high school, and a group of people were forced to sing and cry.

Maybe it was because of too much pressure in the third year of junior high school, or maybe it was because the lyrics really poked people. When a group of people wiped their tears and said to cheer up together, and waited for you in high school, Qin Cheng's eye circles also became hot.

Qin Cheng has always agreed that the feeling of being able to hold you with both hands when you are isolated and helpless is completely different from holding all the bullets by yourself with gritted teeth.

He and Jian Heng have been alone for 18 years, and he has no other expectations. In the years to come, it is good that he can resist half of Jian Heng, at least he can experience the same kind of suffering as him.

Bri.

When these words were sung from the mouths of the two of them respectively, Qin Cheng felt that the meanings were different.

It is not the kind of mutual encouragement of classmates, nor is it superficial chicken soup for the soul, but a real cry from the heart, and the audience can only be the two of them.

Whenever Qin Cheng seriously recalled the process of getting acquainted with Jian Heng, he would be grateful from the bottom of his heart that God finally found them and finally put the two of them together.

The last line was sung by the two together: "I was never meant to fight on my own."

After meeting you, I never thought of taking on the battle alone.

Once the song is over, the system starts to count the scores, but Qin Cheng has no time to look at the scores, and Jian Heng is full of heart.

"Oh little brother, you sing so well, I don't usually see you open your voice, you are mysterious," Qin Cheng bumped his shoulder, "No wonder you didn't respond when Qi'er praised me for singing well last time at dinner."

Jian Heng turned his face sideways: "Did I not respond?"

"No," Qin Cheng was sure, and when he thought of something, he narrowed his eyes stingily: "You still have a little secret, playing charades with Cheng Bin and the others, I remember it all."

"Yes," said Jian Heng, "you can remember it even if you touch it."

"Why did you go to 0.01?" Qin Cheng automatically changed the subject.

"Four nines are auspicious," Jian Heng pushed open the door, "Let's go and receive the award."

It was only after Qin Cheng went out that he realized that after someone on the jukebox had won the grand prize, there were also fireworks outside.

With all kinds of lessons learned, Qin Cheng pushed Jian Heng to leave quickly, and walked out like stealing after receiving the award.

"Wolf chased?" Jian Heng was dragged away by him.

"No, if you don't leave, it's time for a group of people to ask for WeChat." Brother Qin has been handsome since he was a child, and has too much experience in this field, so he slipped away in advance.

Qin Cheng took out his mobile phone and planned to record something casually. After all, he used the vlog as an excuse, so he had to put on a show no matter what.

"Are you hungry?" Qin Cheng set up the camera to point at the two of them, and they were moved by the fact that they were able to escape smoothly under the preposition of the devil.

"It's okay," Jian Heng helped him hold the phone, "Where are you going?"

"I don't know..." Qin Cheng looked around while walking. To be honest, apart from going to the cinema a few times, he also played with the claw machine. He didn't know much about it. After all, he had never been in a relationship before, unlike Tan Qi. They have to take their boyfriends and girlfriends for a walk every once in a while.

Except for eating, watching movies, catching dolls... This set of rigid procedures, Qin Cheng's grasp of details is basically zero.

"Let's take you to the cat cafe." Qin Cheng made a decision, the two of them would definitely not be able to eat the food in the usual amount, and they're not hungry now, so it's just right to go and eat something to tease the cat.

Qin Cheng led Jian Heng through a snack street when he took a shortcut and went out through the side door.

"There's a milk tea shop over there, and the milk cap is quite delicious." Qin Cheng pointed to a small shop with an orange brand in front, "Lin Xiangdi's second sister's house opened it. I have a lifetime [-]% off card. Just do it."

"Cross this street and go north. The third fruit stand is opened by Tan Qi's uncle. I don't have a discount card, so I can eat whatever I want."

Jian Heng was listening, listening to Qin Cheng talk about the details of his growing up and living in this city, he wanted to know every detail.

"The next time Cheng Bin and Shao Ze come over, I can take them here for a stroll. The management of this area is not bad, and the sanitary conditions are good," Qin Cheng said, "at least you won't have diarrhea."

"Well," Jian Heng responded, "Come over next time, and you will lead the way."

"No problem, free tour guide." Qin Cheng said.

There is plenty of heating in the cat cafe, and the face is roasted hot when you enter the door.

Qin Cheng didn't like a hot face with a cold butt, so he put a clingy orange on his lap and started ordering.

In his sight, Jian Heng was holding his chin with one hand and teasing a cold raccoon cat with the other. Qin Cheng felt in a daze that he was here to pet the cat, and Jian Heng was here to train the cat.

"What to eat?" Qin Cheng casually pushed the menu over, "I finished ordering, you can add more."

Jian Heng casually pointed to two pasta and two juices, so the coke that Qin Cheng had ordered was cancelled.

After playing for a long time, I sat in the warm cat cafe at noon and buried my face in the cat while waiting for the meal. It was indescribably comfortable and comfortable.

"That one of yours is too cold," Qin Cheng lay on the table, half of his face was pressed against Daju, and Daju put one paw on his eye, Qin Cheng was forced to open only one eye to look at him. While touching the cat's paw, he said, "Look at our orange, how cute it is."

Jian Heng glanced at him and motioned him to look over.

Qin Cheng followed the trend and looked at his hand.

Jian Heng moved his hands casually, Lihua just tilted his head very coldly, and then saw Jian Heng suddenly withdrew his hand, and did not move again, Lihuamao froze for a few seconds, after a while, suddenly raised his hand cautiously. Claw touched Jian Heng's hand.

Jian Heng still didn't move, and the atmosphere was stalemate for a minute, when Lihua suddenly took the initiative to stick to his arm and rubbed against him.

Qin Cheng: ...that's awesome.

作者有话要说：谢谢大家！【一更】感谢在2020-05-2214:30:45~2020-05-2310:59:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 4 for Nine Pickups; 1 for foxes who don’t seem to eat peppers;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: Lisa, the little fairy, 10 bottles of Yan Ning;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!