Be good

"What's wrong?" Yang Rui came out of the grocery store when he heard the movement, and asked, "Zongcheng is gone?"

There were no hard people on the road anymore, Lin Qianxi turned his head and scratched the tip of his nose with his finger: "Maybe I asked something I shouldn't have asked."

"Did I tease you again?"

"Not this time." Lin Qianxi went to the pool table to practice with a stick by himself.

When he was setting the ball, he remembered the question he asked before, how could he talk about falling in love, it was obviously picked out by Zongcheng himself, what he originally wanted to ask was what would happen if he moved his mind that shouldn't be moved.

"Crack!" The ball was hit very crisply and loudly.

Lin Qianxi grabbed the pole, put his arms on the billiard table, and aimed at the bag he had just hit, wondering if Zongcheng thought it was strange for him to be asked these questions by a man.

When it comes to falling in love, he doesn't even think about whether to fall in love, but he just knows that he has that kind of thought.

How can a person like him be suitable for dating? Half of his feet are still in the mud. That guy is a straight guy with "1" all over his body. Not of one world.

"Hey, Brother Xi, there's yours..." Thinking of this, I laughed to myself, I'm too good at picking people, or I don't pick people, and I pick someone of this level.Lin Qianxi stood up straight, put the ball well, then lowered himself down, and hit another ball with another "snap".

Only playing can make him think about it.

After almost half an hour of practicing alone, Yang Rui called him from the next door: "Lin Qianxi, don't practice, let's eat here."

Lin Qianxi was really hungry, so he put down his club, clapped his hands twice, and walked over.

Yang Rui came out from the kitchen with a plate of shredded potatoes: "Looking at you today, I know you must be dawdling and don't want to go home again. What's the matter with your mother?"

Lin Qianxi took the plate of dishes and put them on the small folding table, and said as if nothing happened: "What can I do, just stay the same."

Ms. Lin sees him in the same way, so she treats him the same way, it's nothing, she's used to it.

"Wash your hands!" Yang Rui slapped his claws away: "I don't want to have Qiaofen in the dishes."

Lin Qianxi went to the kitchen at the back, quickly rubbed his hands and came out, and saw the old truck driving outside.

Lu Feng got out of the car, wiped his hands with a wet towel, and sat down after entering the door: "Your boy is there?"

Yang Rui took out another bowl, no more than three, and put them on the table: "Waiting for you, bring him one."

Lin Qianxi looked at the two of them, dragged a stool and sat next to Lu Feng.

Lu Feng glanced at him: "What is this for, so close to me all of a sudden?"

Lin Qianxi saw that Yang Rui had entered the kitchen again, and was playing with two chopsticks in his hand: "Brother Lu, let me ask you, when did you realize that you didn't follow the usual path?"

Lu Feng put the wet towel for wiping his hands on the table and looked at him: "Why do you ask me this?"

"Can't you tell?"

"There's nothing you can't say," Lu Feng said, "I found out when I was interested in a man, that's all, and I was about your age at that time." Speaking of this, he seemed to have remembered something, " What's the matter with you kid, last time I asked you if you were straight, I couldn't get it right for a long time, and now I finally admit it? I have already seen that something is wrong with you."

Lin Qianxi grinned: "What's wrong with me?"

"For a boy your age, he got involved early and learned about people and affairs early. He has no place to vent his energy. It's wrong not to want to find a girl. It's useless to blind you." Lu Feng clamped the He smoked a cigarette, and looked at him: "What's the matter, who is it determined on?"

Yang Rui came out with the last dish, and after hearing half the words, he sat down and asked, "Did Lin Qian bend west?"

"Fuck..." Lin Qianxi had the feeling that the two of them thought they could bend.

Since he was a child, his family was incomplete, and he didn't feel how reliable a normal relationship between a man and a woman was. He knew Yang Rui and Lu Feng very early, and he never felt how scary being bent was. For him, this kind of thing is not the case.

He stuffed shredded potatoes with chopsticks into his mouth, chewed and said, "Who said that, I'm just not sure, never will be sure."

What was certain was that the person he had his eye on was Zongcheng, male, that's all.

Lu Feng lit a cigarette, took a puff and said, "With you like this, the energy you used to mess around has come back, you can do whatever you want, you're still that ruffian."

Lin Qianxi stuffed another mouthful of shredded potatoes into his mouth, and said with a smile, "Nonsense, I'll go back to study after eating, I'm not bragging about my eighth middle school boy."

He knew what he should do, and what he was most worried about in this matter was whether his thoughts would affect his studies, otherwise he wouldn't have asked that in front of Zongcheng.

After speaking, I really buried myself in eating.

"It's up to you." Lu Feng picked up the chopsticks: "Do you think we won't know who the other party is if we don't tell them?"

Yang Rui looked at the two of them.

"..." Lin Qianxi swallowed his food and stared at Lu Feng.

Lu Feng ate his own food: "Don't worry, it's none of my business."

Lin Qianxi didn't talk anymore, and quickly picked up the rice, and didn't continue to talk about this topic with them, as long as they didn't intervene, after all, it was his own thoughts, and Renzongcheng didn't know anything.

In less than 5 minutes, he finished his meal first, stood up and sent the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen, and then left: "I'm going back to study."

"Look at this vigor, hasn't it changed?" Lu Feng said to Yang Rui, "Just do what you say."

"He is going to college now," Yang Rui said, "He has a goal."

Lin Qianxi didn't hear the two of them talking, and had already taken her schoolbag from the next door and ran on the road.

I ran directly towards my home, and deliberately didn't pass by the direction of the old building.

On Sunday, Zongcheng received a courier from Gu Yang.

The postman who delivered it to the door said at the door: "Urgent, please check if the things inside are damaged. Fragile items must be disassembled in person. We will not cover the broken items when you leave."

Zongcheng didn't bother him, so he stood at the door and directly opened the packing box, took it out, and opened about seven or eight well-packed CDs, each of which was opened and read.

The postman waited impatiently: "Are you ready?"

"Okay, you can go." Zongcheng closed the door, turned around and took all the CDs to the small table, went back to the room and brought his laptop, sat down, opened a CD, inserted it into the computer, and copied the contents .

After copying the fifth photo, the phone next to it rang, and a WeChat message came.

Zong Cheng took it over to read, and there was a voice from Gu Yang: "Brother, did you receive the item?"

He replied according to the voice: "Got it, it's very fast."

Gu Yang "whoosh" sent another message: "You don't want so many things, why do you want these few discs?"

Zongcheng cuffed the disc with one hand and pressed it back with the other: "I'm useful."

After replying, he exited the dialog box, flipped through it, and found that there were only a handful of people chatting. The bottom of Gu Yang's conversation was "good boy", but he didn't speak to him after leaving Yang Rui's shop that day.

Zongcheng put down his phone, and continued to fiddle with the computer with one hand. Thinking back to Lin Qianxi's question that day, it seemed that there was no other reason for his leaving. It was probably because he avoided it on purpose and didn't want to answer further.

It never occurred to him that Lin Qianxi would ask him those things.

Tom came round and sauntered at his feet.

"Wait a minute." Zongcheng moved it away with one hand. It is now big and wants to get out every now and then.

After copying all the content on the CD, he stood up and called Tom: "Let's go."

Tom yelled twice, and followed him out the door with his short legs.

Zongcheng seldom walks the dog. Fortunately, Tom is an honest dog who doesn't ask too much, and he is very good when he comes out rarely.

Downstairs Tom followed at his feet.

Zongcheng walked towards the road, Tom suddenly became restless, and rushed out to the flower bed.

He took two quick steps to catch up, and saw that the dog had jumped onto another man's lap.

Lin Qianxi was sitting on the edge of the flower bed, as if he was enjoying the wind, but he was pulled out by this pounce.

Zongcheng looked at him, and he looked over, and they looked at each other for two seconds.

"When did you come?" Zongcheng finally asked first.

Lin Qianxi bent down to catch Tom, gave him a hand, stood up straight and smiled: "I just came."

It doesn't look like he just came here, Zongcheng turned around and walked back: "Have you encountered a problem again?"

"Hmm...well." Lin Qianxi followed him: "I've memorized more than 100 words, and I've done half of the English test paper, but I don't know if it's right or not."

"Really?" Zongcheng wondered where such enthusiasm came from.

"Yes." Lin Qianxi followed him upstairs.

When he entered his house, Lin Qianxi took Tom into the house again, and took a special look at Zongcheng. He didn't feel that he rejected him. He shouldn't be disgusted by what he asked that day, so he was relieved.

In fact, he had come a long time ago. He kept the English test papers in his trouser pocket for a long time, but he didn't come up. He sat down in the flower bed next to him and pondered the reason. He didn't expect to run into him walking the dog.

"You came just in time," Zongcheng said, "I have something for you."

Lin Qianxi asked, "What?"

"Sit here." Zong Cheng sat down at the table, put his cushion beside him, and patted it.

Lin Qianxi sat over and watched as he moved the laptop on the table towards him, and clicked on one of the row of video lists at random.

"They are all records of world-class billiards masters' matches. Take a look, you can learn the game and learn English along the way." Zongcheng said, "This game is for Higgins, the third in the world."

Lin Qianxi saw this kind of thing for the first time, and asked in surprise, "Where did it come from?"

Zongcheng put the CDs that he hadn't had time to pack back into the packing box: "Gu Yanggang sent them to me at home before."

"Don't you have no demand for billiards? Why does he send you these?"

"You don't have needs." Zong Cheng said quite naturally, then paused and looked up at him.

Lin Qianxi had been staring at him for a long time, her brows were slightly raised, and even the end of her eyes were raised a little.

Zong Cheng looked at him as if he was trying to figure out his motives, and clicked twice on the computer: "Do you want to see it? It was very difficult for me to get it before. It's better than you hire an ordinary teacher."

"Look." Lin Qianxi was thinking about why he was so kind to him. This fucking made him think too much.

"Where's your English test paper?" Zongcheng asked.

Lin Qianxi reached out to take out the test paper and put it on the small table.

Zongcheng took a rough look, and took a pen to circle the wrong place for him: "Sports students also need cultural points. Take your current sports qualifications and compare them with the scores of those good universities. Your grades should be at least tenth in the class. Five or so is stable, and at least the top [-] in the midterm exam."

Just as Lin Qianxi turned his gaze to the video, he saw his face again: "How do you know so much? Where did you see it?"

Zongcheng didn't tell him that he got the information from Ji Cai, and said casually, "I found out about it."

"Fuck, don't..." Lin Qianxi stopped talking.

Zongcheng raised his eyes: "What do I want?"

Lin Qianxi wanted to say that he was really going to misunderstand, so he closed his mouth and pressed his hand on his heart, there seemed to be two inexplicable bumps there, remembering that he was straight, maybe it was just responsible, he raised the corners of his mouth, and said foolishly: "You Don't look down on me, if you get into the top [-] in the mid-term exam, you invite me to dinner."

"Okay." Zongcheng returned his test paper to him: "I'll invite you if you really get in."

"Just wait." Lin Qianxi took the test paper, turned to watch the video again, turned up the volume, and forced himself to focus on the pool table in the video, his ears filled with the pure British accent of the game.

This is indeed a good thing. It is very important to record every game. Lin Qianxi has never seen many playing styles before, and he was fascinated by it after a while.

"Fuck, this ball can still be played like this!"

"Listen to English carefully." Zongcheng's voice reminded from the side.

Lin Qianxi turned to look at him.

"Look at what I'm doing, watch the video." Zong Cheng stood up: "You watch first, and I'll take Tom out for a walk."

Tom was still jumping at their feet, and he hadn't done enough walking during the time he had been out.

"Hmm..." Lin Qianxi saw that he took Tom out again, turned around, flicked his forehead with his own hands, and made a "hiss" in pain.

So it's not unreasonable to worry that his thoughts will hinder his studies. He has visited Zongcheng a lot.

After watching Higgins' game, Lin Qianxi almost forgot how long it had been, thinking that studying was more important, and finally watched very attentively, and wrote down all the wonderful shots he saw.

He turned off the video, took a pen in his hand, and finished correcting the English test paper. He wanted to ask Zongcheng for an explanation, but turned to look at the door. He hadn't come back yet after walking the dog.

Lin Qianxi checked the time on the computer again. It has been a long time. Tom must be walking wild.

He stood up, moved his legs that had been sitting for too long, and opened the door to go out.

I kept looking downstairs, but I didn't see that person or dog.

Lin Qianxi walked towards the road and almost gave up when he suddenly heard a very abrupt shout: "Zongcheng!"

It was really an abrupt sound, it was a man's voice, if it wasn't for the quiet surroundings of this old building, it would definitely attract the attention of a large group of people.

Lin Qianxi felt that something was wrong, followed the sound and ran forward for a while, and saw Zongcheng.

He has almost reached Yang Rui's grocery store after walking the dog this time, and now he is standing under the street lamp on the side of the road, and there is a man standing opposite him.

It was a well-dressed man with shiny leather shoes. Lin Qianxi was not close enough to see his general appearance. He was a bit older, but he was well maintained. , not gaining weight, and his figure can be considered stylish even among middle-aged people.

"You live near here, right? Which building, take me there." The moment the man spoke, it was the voice he heard just now, his throat tight and his pitch high.

"Why did I take you there? This is my place." Zongcheng's voice was low and cold: "You sold out all the things, thinking that you can get money by coming here?"

Lin Qianxi knew it when he heard this sentence, it was Gu Zhiqiang, and he actually came to the door.

Quite suddenly, I didn't expect to come across such a thing.He stepped back a little and stood by the tree trunk. It was not good to meddle in other people's family affairs, and it was not good to be seen.

"Do you think that's what you're talking about?" Gu Zhiqiang pointed at his feet: "You can raise a dog and be so unfeeling to your own father, are you still human?"

It's hard not to think about it, but thanks to the fact that there is no one on the road now, Gu Zhiqiang's voice is really not low, which is similar to the effect he heard vaguely on the phone before.

"It's not your turn to teach me a lesson." Zongcheng was not too surprised by his appearance, and didn't have any special reaction at all. He walked past him and wanted to leave.

Gu Zhiqiang grabbed his collar and said angrily, "Don't leave! I finally came here, what do you mean? Beast! I can't control you anymore?"

Zong Cheng stopped there: "Release."

Even Tom was jumping up and down and screaming.

"Why are you fierce, you still have a fierce face?" Gu Zhiqiang raised his hands, as if threatening: "You think your wings are stiff, so I won't dare to touch you, right?"

"you dare."

"Damn it..." Seeing that something was wrong, Lin Qianxi ran over quickly, and pulled Gu Zhiqiang's arm while blocking Zongcheng.

With a "snap", Gu Zhiqiang was furious. Seeing someone helping him, he threw his hand away regardless, and this time it landed right next to Lin Qianxi's forehead.

"Fuck!" He turned his head sharply.

Zong Cheng pulled him behind him and stared at Gu Zhiqiang: "Who are you hitting!"

Gu Zhiqiang was already retreating on the road, and when he realized that he had hit the wrong person, his arrogance was half extinguished, and he was staring at him again, not to mention ignoring him.

He knows that Zongcheng is usually very restrained, that's why he is so confident. In the past, the father and son were so quarreling that they wanted to fight, but he never stared at him so hard. He didn't expect it to be different this time. Zongcheng stared at him as if As if making a move, his voice was weak: "Who is to blame for rushing up by himself?"

Yang Rui's voice came from a distance: "What are you doing over there?"

There was movement even there.

Zongcheng didn't return, so he turned his head to look at Lin Qianxi first, and then went to look at Gu Zhiqiang. He had already slipped away like this.

With a cold face, he cursed in a low voice: "Fuck..."

Lin Qianxi was caught off guard, his ears were buzzing, he touched it with his hand, and cursed in a low voice: "Day, if it weren't for seeing that he is your father..."

No, it's not his father who can't fight, damn it, I'm so pissed off.

Zongcheng looked at his head, and his voice was still cold up to now: "You know it's my dad, why are you rushing up?"

"I see his mother trying to beat you." Lin Qianxi said angrily.

"So," Zong Cheng's eyes fell on his face: "Lin Qianxi, are you protecting me?"