Swimming pool

What it says: Very suitable, but you have to break through the bottleneck.

Cheng Lang slammed the phone down, feeling even more upset.What the fuck is written about the relationship between men and women, no no no!

Cheng Lang is not someone who gives up easily, not to mention Li Boqiao's series of actions, it doesn't look like he is pretending, if he can pretend like this, then he can compete for the Oscar.These days, the two of them had no chance to sleep, didn't nothing happen?

What the hell does he want? ?Cheng Lang racked his brains and couldn't figure it out.

I'll give you whatever you want, as long as you like me, as much as I do.

Cheng Lang went swimming the next afternoon, and specially gave Li Boqiao a rest time.Cheng Lang dawdled and stayed until the swimming pool closed at night, and Li Boqiao never showed up.

The water has passed without a trace, what about the promised "I will accompany you"?I'm already here, where are you accompanying me?Respond, I can run over in a radius of a hundred miles, the key is that you want to see me.

Cheng Lang swam until the skin on his fingers wrinkled, and his toes cramped several times.Not even a hair on Li Boqiao's legs.

Damn it, do you want me to open a good room, wash it inside and out, lie down in bed and wait?But even if you are the emperor, I didn't want you to turn your cards around. What I want, my lord, is not luck at all.

But every morning when I open my eyes, the person lying next to me is you.

Cheng Lang discovered that he and Li Boqiao had never had a serious conversation, nor had any in-depth exchanges and communication. Every time the two met, they were either swimming or busy with business, or a large number of people gathered together. There is no privacy.

Only that time at school was the time the two of them talked the most, but it seemed that it was only limited to daily chatting and never went deep at all.

They didn't know each other, so they were so tempted, Cheng Lang asked himself, when did you change your face?

Cheng Lang wanted to chat with Li Boqiao, he could say anything, he wanted to know him more, and he wanted him to know himself.

However, Li Boqiao's WeChat is like a make-up, and he can't wait for an update in ten thousand years.In the dialog box, the words spoken by the two people did not exceed ten words.

That night, Cheng Lang made a decision.

On the night of his birthday, Li Boqiao took apart the gift Cheng Lang gave him in the car. Inside was a short fleece steering wheel cover made of rex rabbit fur.The beautiful neon lights reflected on the car windows flashed by.

He took it for granted that Cheng Lang and Shen Xianghui left together, because before getting into the car, he saw the two standing together.In fact, Cheng Lang took a taxi home by himself.

A few days later, Zhao Yu came over to have dinner with Li Boqiao, and casually chatted about his birthday.

"Kiss?" Zhao Yu came over with curious eyes.

Li Poqiao was noncommittal.

Li Boqiao's reticence was tantamount to acquiescing. Zhao Yu lowered his head and forked a piece of steak, his face showing color.

"When will you go to bed?"

Li Boqiao frowned, and looked out of the window, "I don't intend to sleep with him."

"Plato?" Zhao Yu tore a piece of bread.

"Do you think he will agree if I ask him to open a room?"

"Sure!"

Li Boqiao didn't speak, and let go of the fork silently.

At this time, the phone rang, and a new email was received.Li Boqiao opened it and saw that Ma Ning sent a compressed file, a couple photo of him and Cheng Lang.Ma Ning also added a sentence: Honey, you and Cheng Lang are too good for each other, why don't you ask him for advice for the rest of your life?

Li Boqiao quickly downloaded and decompressed, and watched the progress bar move forward little by little, feeling full of anticipation.The scenes shot that day have already been stored in the memory favorites, turning into the sweetest candy in my heart, and I have to take it out for a while from time to time.

Cheng Lang held his hand, Cheng Lang stared at himself affectionately, Cheng Lang stuck to his side, Cheng Lang closed his eyes and kissed himself...

Li Boqiao flicked the screen with emotion, looking at one by one, carefully looking at each one, watching it over and over again, feeling indescribably joyful and tempted.Among them, the most touching ones flashed by and I will draw them back again to appreciate them carefully.

The photos were taken professionally, whether it was makeup, styling, scenes, or the expressions of the two, they were extremely harmonious, able to carry and fight, and definitely withstood the test of time and the masses of gay circles.

Zhao Yu wiped his mouth and leaned over to take a look, his eyes lit up, he glanced at Li Boqiao and said, "Damn it, you two are too good for each other. You can't tell that you're not a couple at all!"

After a few bouts of cold rain, the winter in City J became more apparent.The wet and slippery ground was covered with withered and yellow leaves, and the cold wind unscrupulously cut people's faces and pierced their necks.The hurried passers-by quickened their pace, and the bus catcher wished he could be the first to squeeze through the door.

Cheng Lang tried to put Li Boqiao down. He liked it, but he didn't like to do that catch-up business.In his heart, all his efforts have been done.

It was a cold winter and there was no entertainment, so Cheng Lang simply hid in the dormitory every day to read and write papers.

It may be that you are frustrated in love, but you are strong in your studies.The second half of Cheng Lang's thesis was written very smoothly.After finishing the first draft, Cheng Lang was completely at ease, looked at each other with his classmates, drew a few key points to be changed, and continued to dig into the library to find information.

The road to polishing never ends.

The school arranged for him a new roommate, Wang Wenyu, a second-year graduate student at the School of Television and Journalism. Like Cheng Lang, he loves to eat.The two of them went out together to look for food when they had nothing to do.

On this day, the two wrapped themselves up tightly and went to eat Mala Tang.

Wang Wenyu said as he walked, "Hey, have you heard? There is a concert on Christmas Eve."

"If there is, then there is," Cheng Lang dismissed. Who hasn't seen a cappella?

"It is said that there is Jay Chou."

"Oh, I thought it was Zhou Huajian."

"Zhou Huajian also has it."

Cheng Lang paused: "Really?"

Cheng Lang doesn't chase stars, but there is a singer he likes very much, that is Zhou Huajian.And Zhou Huajian has never held a concert in J City.

The platter is the platter, it is worth it for four cattle.As soon as he got back to the dormitory, Cheng Lang searched for tickets online. It's already the 22nd, so there are no tickets left.Christmas Eve, that is the day when young couples get together to show off their affection.

Cheng Lang looked for the local forum again, and went to the post bar to try his luck, but found nothing.I also met one who agreed to resell, but he wanted to resell two, and did not sell one.

Cheng Lang didn't want to go with others, but the person who transferred the ticket said, how many people are going to the concert alone now, they must be out of their minds.I'll pass it on to you, and who will I sell the remaining one to?

Cheng Lang had no choice but to ask Shen Xianghui if he could get a ticket, stating that there was only one ticket.

Shen Xianghui asked a group of people, either die-hard fans who had already kept their tickets in their pockets, or ordinary people who had no idea about the concert at all.Young Master Shen was not reconciled, and turned to the almighty circle of friends for help.

Li Boqiao did have a few in his hand, they were given by related units, and they were given to Zhao Yushi, Quan Machuan and others, and there were two more.He thought that Shen Xianghui would go to celebrate his birthday so late, even though he confiscated the red envelopes he gave out, this intention is still essential.And he felt guilty towards Shen Xianghui.Thinking about these things, Li Boqiao sent Shen Xianghui a WeChat message, asking him to come and collect the tickets.

It's not that he didn't expect Cheng Lang, but how could he find him?

He also knew that the ticket was given to Shen Xianghui, so that the two of them could listen to the music happily and enjoy the dreamlike feeling brought by the music for hours in the sea of ​​smoke.

Music is the best catalyst for love.

Li Boqiao directly gave Shen Xianghui both tickets without asking for any money.

Shen Xianghui was so happy, let's see how Cheng Lang thanked me!

Li Boqiao stared at the back of Shen Xianghui leaving happily, and sat down to light a cigarette.I still have those photos in my phone, so I don’t look at them much anymore.

"Cheng Lang, the ticket is here."

"Awesome! How much?"

"Two, I'll go too!"

"By...how much?"

"Don't worry about it, just go."

"That won't work! Forget it, I won't go."

"It was given by a friend. It really didn't cost any money. We have a lot of contacts."

"Okay, then treat you to dinner later!"

Cheng Lang hung up the phone happily, and ran all the way to eat rice noodles.

La la la la la

On Christmas Eve, considering issues such as parking and congestion, Shen Xianghui and Cheng Lang each took the subway and met at a certain exit.There are crowds of people outside the sports center, fans clubs, fan clubs, scalpers chatting up everywhere, and countless sweet and affectionate young couples.Cheng Lang walked in the crowd, followed by Shen Xianghui.He knew that he shouldn't get rid of Shen Xianghui at this moment, but after listening to the concert, he really didn't want to be with Shen Xianghui. He couldn't explain why, even if he didn't have a boyfriend to accompany him, even if he was alone.

Of course, Shen Xianghui got the ticket. If he took the first step, it would be too dishonest.

"Kids, throat tablets, power banks, mineral water, just call me if you need them." Shen Xianghui blushed.

Cheng Lang glanced at Shen Xianghui, and suddenly felt that he was going to be trapped by this person.Not the mind, not the body, but a situation that is hard to get rid of.

Sometimes he doesn't understand Shen Xianghui very well.A long time ago, long before he met Zhang Jian, he told Shen Xianghui clearly:

"It's impossible for us."

"We're really not suitable."

"Don't follow me, I have a bad temper."

"I don't understand, what's good about me?"

"You definitely deserve better."

I don't know how many times Cheng Lang has said these words, and his lips are almost worn out. Shen Xianghui replied like this:

"I know."

"OK OK"

"It doesn't matter, I have a good temper."

"I think you are fine."

"Not interested in."

It's not that Cheng Lang is ignorant, it's not that he doesn't know how to avoid suspicion, it's that he doesn't know how shameless and obscene it is to take advantage of others and not give them sweetness.

Every time Cheng Lang loses his temper with him, and within a day, he is like