Be good

Even though Lin Qianxi was used to being ruffian, his heart jumped twice quickly, he pursed his lips, then licked them lightly, staring at him, his chest rose and fell.

Zongcheng touched his eyes and saw his lips moving. When he lowered his head, his own lips were also pursed. The aftertaste was the same. This time, I didn’t use any force. Enough is enough. After all, I still have to do the questions. I don’t want to go too far. I bent over while thinking, He picked up the schoolbag he dropped on the ground, and walked to the small table: "Now you know you're good?"

Lin Qianxi slowly swayed over, dragged his cushion to sit down, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I'm just a good boy. If you don't want me to call you stubborn, then you have to call me a good boy from now on."

"You still have requests."

"Yeah, I'm not convinced." Lin Qianxi opened his schoolbag and took out the question booklet to be written.

Zongcheng glanced at him, turned around and went into the kitchen, thinking that if he refuses to accept it, he must accept it, sooner or later.

Lin Qianxi still had a lingering taste of beer in his mouth. Fortunately, Zongcheng didn't go deep just now, so he probably didn't feel it.

He sat there and flipped through the question book, paused for a while, and thought to himself, he was actually thinking about whether to go deep after kissing twice.

His thoughts flickered, he glanced at the kitchen again, and suddenly wondered if this person did it on purpose, because after the two kisses, he almost forgot what happened to Qin Yidong just now, and was completely led astray.

There was a knock on the door suddenly.

Lin Qianxi's attention was drawn to the door, and Tom heard the voice running to the door and jumping.

He stood up, didn't know who it was, walked to the door, put one ear on the door to listen to the movement, and didn't rush to open it.

Zongcheng came over and said in a low voice, "I'll drive."

Lin Qianxi stepped aside and stood behind the door.

Zongcheng opened the door with one hand, and outside stood Yang Rui in a gown with a toothpick in his mouth.

"Oh, you live here, I thought I made a mistake."

"What's wrong?" Zong Cheng didn't expect it to be him.

Yang Rui held a cake on a paper plate in his hand, and handed it to him: "Here to give you this, the birthday star entrusted me to say that I was blessed by you, after all, he is the biggest today, so I will Go for a run and take it."

Zongcheng reached out to take it.

"Is Lin Qianxi there?" Boss Yang looked in casually.

Lin Qianxi was standing behind the door, stuck in a blind spot with him, never expecting him to come, and kept silent on purpose.

Zongcheng held the door with one hand, blocked him with himself: "Not here."

"I thought he was studying with you," Yang Rui said, "Then I'm leaving."

Boss Yang's footsteps came downstairs, Zongcheng closed the door, turned around and handed the cake in his hand to Lin Qianxi.

There is a layer of white cream on the cake, and there is a half-cut word on it, which may be "生" in "Happy Birthday".

"You know I don't eat sweets," he said.

Lin Qianxi didn't answer, and turned back to the small table: "You know I don't eat either."

Zong Cheng took the plate of cake and put it directly on the small table for him: "I went for you, this is for you."

Lin Qianxi frowned and looked up: "Fuck, it's just a piece of cake..."

"Well, it's just a piece of cake, so what are you avoiding?" Zong Cheng cut off his words.

Lin Qianxi grinned, and didn't seem to be smiling. In fact, Qin Yidong didn't buy cakes for his birthday before. The two of them just played around all day, and finally went to eat a bowl of longevity noodles, and it was over.

Qin Yidong sometimes complains: "It's so boring, I will definitely not live like this next year."

But the next year I still came to see him for his birthday.

Now that I have changed friends, the way I celebrate my birthday has also changed.

"Okay, I'll eat." He took the plastic fork on the paper plate, skimmed off a large piece, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it.

It was sweet and greasy, and the cream seemed to be stuck in his throat. After eating, he said again in his heart: Happy birthday.

Zongcheng took the cushion and sat down next to him, seeing that he had finished this bite, and never took another bite.

I never figured out why Lin Qianxi was so weird to Qin Yidong before, but I only found out the reason after forcing him to talk about it today.

It turned out that Qin Yidong could also rush forward for him.

Lin Qianxi regarded him as his own brother, and didn't know whether Qin Yidong was the same, but he could only guess that the relationship must be deep.

Zongcheng thought of the "Happy Birthday" he said in place of Lin Qianxi, and the moment when he pushed Lin Qianxi to kiss him in the dark just now, and felt that he was a little bit affected and became less like himself.

Possessiveness is probably at work.

He took a pen and his test book, opened it, thought for a while, and said, "Make up with him."

Lin Qianxi looked at him: "Huh?"

"You still treat him as a brother, just reconcile with him, don't leave any regrets." Zongcheng said from the bottom of his heart, no matter what Qin Yidong thinks, Lin Qianxi just treats him as a brother, since he doesn't want to break up with him, then reconcile.

Lin Qianxi forced a smile on his face: "What are you talking about?"

Zongcheng turned his pen around: "Are you still worried?"

"..." Lin Qianxi felt that he had seen through everything, grabbed his pen, and buried himself in the questions, not knowing what to say.

"Or you didn't tell me completely at all, and the truth is more serious than what you said?" Zongcheng said again.

Lin Qianxi recalled the scenes that had appeared in his dreams several times, the endless long street, dripping blood all the way, he pressed the pen suddenly, raised his head and smiled wryly: "Do you want to solve the problem, Master Cheng, do you want to do it again?" Long-winded, I will also gag your mouth."

Zongcheng stared at him: "I taught you a lesson just now, did you make the same old mistake again?"

Lin Qianxi covered the question booklet, leaned his upper body towards him, put one hand on the edge of the table, and leaned close to his face. The kiss just now was without warning, but now he was getting closer inch by inch before his eyes.

Zong Cheng's eyes gradually drooped as he watched him, his eyes deepened, he could hear his breathing, and the warmth of his own mouth being brushed.

Lin Qianxi stayed close to his face for a few seconds, without gagging him, a naughty smile suddenly appeared on her lips, rubbed the tip of her nose against his, and then stepped back and sat up straight.

"Forget it, I'm hungry, I'll go back to eat, and I'll be here first today."

He quickly packed his schoolbag and ran to the door with it. When he opened the door, he said, "I'll leave the rest of the cake to you."

Zong Cheng watched him close the door like a gust of wind and left, touched the tip of his nose with his fingers, his Adam's apple moved, but just touched the tip of his nose, but it seemed more itchy than kissing directly.

Where are you?Count him running fast.

Zongcheng took out his mobile phone and clicked on the WeChat account of "Good Boy". He originally wanted to make a call directly.

Still holding it down, sent a voice message: "Don't hide, my boy."

After Lin Qianxi left, he didn't pass by Yang Rui's shop. Although the two rooms were still brightly lit from a distance, the celebration must not be over yet.

That's enough, the blessings have been sent, and the cake has been eaten, so I have participated in the celebration together.

He turned around and headed home.

Ms. Lin went to work the night shift, and the dress hanging on the balcony was swaying in the dark.

Lin Qianxi went into the room and put down his schoolbag, then remembered Zongcheng's words: Make up with Qin Yidong.

"Don't I fucking want to..." He said to himself, curled his lips, and went to the kitchen to cook for himself.

After eating, I went back to my room to do the questions, and devoted myself to doing it for two hours.

It wasn't until before going to bed that Lin Qianxi packed his schoolbag, got his mobile phone under the booklet, pressed it on and took a look, only to find that Zongcheng had sent him a WeChat message, so he quickly opened it and tapped it.

"Don't hide, boy." It was still the same cold voice.

Lin Qianxi copied the broken hair on his forehead, held the mobile phone in one hand, pressed it, and said to his mouth: "Why don't you let me go."

There was a "whoosh" in the dialog box, and Zongcheng came back.

Lin Qianxi clicked and heard him say, "If it was someone else, I wouldn't ask a single word."

Yes, almost forgot what a troublesome person he is.Lin Qianxi felt as if he had been hit by something, so he was not someone else. Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"I didn't hide, really, I just felt..." He stopped laughing, paused for a while, and kept pressing his fingers. After more than ten seconds, he sat on the bed before finishing the following words: "I just think it's the safest for him."

That's right, Zongcheng is actually right, but he didn't say it completely, he just didn't feel at ease, and he didn't dare to take any risks.

Lu Feng also said that he couldn't have someone as gentle as Qin Yidong around him, he was right, and he really couldn't be hurt again.

That bloody scene is now a dream, but it is too real for him, everything seems to have happened just yesterday, as long as he thinks of the darkness of that night, the sticky blood dripping on his neck will come before his eyes again , to remind him not to take any more risks.

There was another "whoosh", and the next voice from Zongcheng came.

Lin Qianxi patted his face lightly, pulled himself together, and clicked to listen——

"You are no longer who you used to be..."

There was a sound of "clanging" from the dog bowl in the back, which may have been interrupted, and the conversation ended here.

Just as Lin Qianxi wanted to listen to it again, the next voice jumped out of his eyes.

He clicked on it, and heard Zongcheng's faint voice: "And now there is me."

Lin Qianxi stared at the voice, obviously didn't see the face of the person on the other side, and obviously still had the same low and weak voice, he actually felt numb in his ears, maybe also in his heart.

He raised one hand, pressed hard on his chest, and said in a low voice, "Fuck, Zong..."

It's too good, either don't say it, or say it hits his weakness with one move.

It seems that he has a backer now, and he can face those things in the past.

He took a deep breath, raised the phone to his ear, and listened again.

It's not me now.

Fuck, my heart is still numb.

……

The grocery store opens on time in the morning.

Zongcheng walked into the store with his head down, as before, he took a pack of cigarettes from the shelf and paid for it himself.

When he was about to leave, Yang Rui came out from the room next door, holding a few punctured balloons and a bunch of messy ribbons in his hands, and greeted him: "Are you going to school?"

"En." Zong Cheng glanced at the things in his hand, it was Qin Yidong's birthday.

He put the cigarettes in his jacket pocket and walked to the road, fiddled with his phone while walking with his head down.

"Hey!"

Zongcheng looked up.

On the road was the familiar old motorcycle with paint stains on it. Sitting on the car was a tall and thin Lin Qianxi. He was wearing an old denim jacket that was almost white after washing, and his legs were stretched out on the ground. , is still eye-catchingly handsome.

"What are you borrowing Wang Xiao's car for?" Zong Cheng asked.

Lin Qianxi smiled, and looked at him with black and white eyes: "You may not believe it, I ran to borrow a car to pick you up." He patted the back seat, "This handsome guy, do you want to come up?"

Zongcheng looked at him several times, raised his eyebrows slightly, walked over, and straddled the car.

"You really came to pick me up?"

"Really, what I say is true." Lin Qianxi threw him a helmet.

Zongcheng held it in one hand, and in the other hand was fiddling with the mobile phone with the WeChat dialog box of "Guy Boy" open. He just clicked on the photo album with his finger, and he was about to change the background in the dialog box.

"Going away?" Lin Qianxi raised his feet.

"Wait." Zong Cheng lowered his head to search, and found the group photo saved in the album, the photo of him and Lin Qianxi secretly taken by Yang Rui, and clicked Select.

The background in the dialogue box is now him and Lin Qianxi.

He put away his phone, glanced at Lin Qianxi's back, smiled silently, put his helmet on, and put his hands on his waist.

He had seen Lin Qianxi's waist more than once, it was thin and tight, and now it was under his palm through his clothes.

Zongcheng leaned forward, pressed his hands first, stretched out his arms, and then hugged them again, and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

Lin Qianxi stomped heavily: "Who are you calling?"

Zong Cheng's arms were tightly wrapped around his waist: "Let's go, boy."

Lin Qianxi looked down at his waist, felt that his arms were really hot when he hugged him there, his back was pressed against his chest, the coat rubbed lightly, and he interrupted and said, "Hey, it's not too bad."

With a lift of his hand, he pulled the goggles on the helmet, and with a bang of the accelerator, he was driven out at a high speed.