Good brother, your design is broken

Tonight, the moonlight is a bit pale, and the biting north wind runs through the dark alley, whistling and extending to the end without boundaries.

Ling Lang walked out of the fitness gym twisting his wrists, and saw Hou Sijie and Xu Tu, his classmates and attendants, wandering in the alley.

The expressions of the two are the same dignified.

Ling Lang raised his eyebrows, meaning to ask why they came here.

Hou Sijie stepped forward: "Brother Wolf, I heard that idiot Yujia is looking for you all over the world again, let's come and have a look."

"Hehe, the three wastes are all here? It's still too late to kneel down and call Dad."

A rough and ugly voice came, followed by the sound of chaotic footsteps.

It was Yujia and his three younger brothers who came.

The four of them walked in a uniform outward splayed step, with their nostrils upturned and their faces full of arrogance.

Ling Lang's expression remained calm, as if he hadn't seen the person who appeared suddenly.

Xu Tu rolled his eyes: "Can you wash off that thing on your face before you go out, otherwise let alone Xuelu, many little girls will be sucked away by your bad breath."

The smirk on Yujia's face froze, and it froze in a distorted moment. Three seconds later, she yelled, "Fuck you!"

After trying to pretend to be coercive and being precisely poked at the pain point, still in front of the three younger brothers, You Jia became furious, finished scolding, and quickly turned her head away.

When he turned around again, he even pulled out the wooden stick hidden behind his waist and swung it fiercely.

The already tense air froze in an instant.

No one on both sides expected that Yujia would go crazy and lead a guy.This is clearly for breaking the law and committing crimes.

Ling Lang stared at the oncoming stick, his pupils constricted suddenly, his brain went blank like lightning.

After a few minutes.

Two of Yujia's three younger brothers fell down.One of them was solved by Ling Lang in the process of fighting with You Jia.

Seeing that the younger brother was about to be annihilated, You Jia was so anxious that she decided to say something to boost morale: "I'm sure about Lian Xuelu, Ling Lang, let me warn you, don't get in the way of a good dog for the second time, or you will see me! "

Ling Lang locked his throat with his arms crossed, and finally opened his golden mouth for the first time tonight: "Who gave you the courage to touch people from Beigao again?"

"..."

You Jia couldn't stand up to Ling Lang, and he didn't have the momentum to speak harshly, so he was almost pissed off. In desperation, he switched to taunting mode: "Beigao treats you like trash, you still fucking catch up Care? You can't even lick a dog!"

After he finished speaking with a stiff neck, Ling Lang still pushed him against the wall, looked down at him coldly, his expression remained unchanged.

Seeing that Ling Lang couldn't be moved by life and death, Youjia continued incredulously: "You really think of yourself as a messenger of justice, don't you?"

"If it weren't for your father who didn't want you at all to be a bit of a mess, I'm afraid you would have been kicked out of your school long ago—"

This time he finally "got his wish". Before he could finish his sentence, Ling Lang grabbed his hair and threw him to the ground. At the same time, the "illegal tools" in his hand also fell into Ling Lang's hands.

From this point of view, at most only three sticks are needed to completely end this fight which has already been clearly won or lost.

And that night two years ago, the same thick wooden stick was also hit three times. Ling Lang dragged the bodyguards and sent his sister Ling Jin to escape on a road of no return.

It has been a long time since Ling Lang thought of that day when he was sober. Maybe You Jia mentioned someone who shouldn't be mentioned, maybe it was because it was Ling Jin's death day not long ago, or maybe he is no longer sober at this moment.

Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and a maddening rusty smell gradually rose from his throat. In just an instant, Ling Lang's eyes turned red, and his precarious rationality began to wander between the stick and his fist.

Youjia was so scared that he almost peed his pants, he never expected that Ling Lang's unchanging dead person would be directly blackened by his stimulation.

"Fuck!! You, what are you doing!!"

Horrified howls resounded through the alley.

Ling Lang used his last ounce of reason to throw away the stick and replaced it with a fist.

Just when the terrifying iron fist was about to hit Yujia's face——

"Crack".

A glare of light flickered in the dark alley.

Ling Lang was pulled back from the out-of-control hell to the human world.

He looked fiercely at the source of the sound, his eyes flashing a cold and hostile look.

The flash went out, and at the entrance of the alley stood a tall figure holding a mobile phone to take a picture.

Panting heavily, Ling Lang took a full three seconds to recover his lost vision. When he saw the person coming, he felt that he was hallucinating again.

"...Chi Yang?"

Yujia has a large number of people, and even carried weapons to carry out surprise attacks, but in the end he ran away calling "Dad" with his head in his arms. It was a shame to throw him into the Milky Way, and he probably wouldn't dare to appear in Ling Lang's line of sight for a while.

When Xu Tu and Hou Sijie saw that Ling Lang had something to say to their acquaintances, they also left quickly.

In the cold alley, there were only two people who looked at each other silently.

The boy in front of him is at least 1.8 meters tall, with slender hands and feet, and his back is a little thinner under his rapidly stretched height. His black hair is messily covered on the top of his head, which looks prickly. Belongs to the edges and corners of men.

His little friend is not as cute as when he was a child——

This was Chi Yang's first impression when he saw Ling Lang.

Ling Lang rubbed the ashes on his face with the back of his hand: "Just here?"

The first greeting is neither salty nor bland, neither far nor near.

Chi Yang glanced at the time: "15 minutes ago."

From when Ling Lang left the boxing gym to now, he happened to watch the whole process.

This was supposed to be a pure fight between bad boys, irritable, fearless, arrogant, classic to the point of unpretentious, but Ling Lang turned it into a one-sided crush by himself.

Ling Lang was dressed in a dull black suit, and the neckline was ripped open during the racking, revealing half of a reddish-brown mark on the collarbone and close to the heart, which could not be seen clearly at night.

Chi Yang stretched out his hand to touch it, and only had time to feel a shudder on his skin.

Ling Lang took a step back, pulled up the zipper of his coat, and blocked his collarbone.

Such a defensive posture is not like the kid in his memory who stretched out his head to be rubbed by him at any time.

Chi Yang withdrew his hand, a smile slowly formed on his lips, and looked at Ling Lang's chest: "Sorry, I want to see if it's a tattoo."

"It's not a tattoo." Ling Lang turned sideways slightly, with his arms across his chest, blocking Chi Yang's gaze.

Of course Chi Yang knew that it wasn't a tattoo, although he only touched it for a moment, he still felt the roughness of that piece of skin, it was a scar.

The sudden episode made the atmosphere of the long-lost reunion a bit tense, Chi Yang didn't ask any more questions, and handed out a box tied with a black and blue ribbon.

Ling Lang: "What is this?"

Chi Yang: "Gift, happy birthday."

Ling Lang took it, and violently opened the delicate gift box in front of Chi Yang——

It contained two boxes of candy.

Ling Lang was stunned for a while, then said "Thank you".

In fact, he has long put an end to this kind of thing that only little girls love, but the other party is Chi Yang, he still has to give enough face.

Ling Lang stuffed the sugar into his bag, and glanced at Chi Yang's suitcase: "It's getting late, are you going back to Nanshan tonight?"

The villas of the Chi family and the Ling family are both in Nanshan District, and they are facing each other.

Chi Yang's parents are both famous explorers. When Chi Yang was five years old, his parents climbed the dangerous peak of country A with bare hands, and both disappeared.Chi Yang grew up in his uncle's family, and there was no news of his parents until one day four years ago, someone said that the suspected bones of his parents were found in a river in country A.He rushed to country A that day, and was later taught by Mr. Chi, who was eager to miss his grandson, and stayed in country A to teach him personally. Since then, he has severed contact with Ling Lang.

"No." Chi Yang said, "My cousin lives with my new sister-in-law at Nanshan, so it's inconvenient for me to go there."

At this moment, my cousin and sister-in-law, who were sunbathing on the beach in the Americas, both sneezed hugely.

Ling Lang asked, "Is the hotel booked?"

Chi Yang said: "No, I want to borrow a night at your place."

Ling Lang was silent for a few seconds, then nodded.

Chi Yang suggested: "Call a taxi?"

"No, you take my car."

Ling Lang pointed to the side.

Ling Lang is only an adult today, Chi Yang thought he was so arrogant that he wanted to drive without a license, so he looked in the direction of his finger in surprise.

I saw a small red and black electric motorcycle parked by the wall.

Chi Yang: "..."

Without further ado, Ling Lang fixed Chi Yang's small suitcase behind with a rope, and put the safety helmet on Chi Yang's head.

Chi Yang asked: "Only one helmet?"

Ling Lang let out a "hmm".

Chi Yang: "How can a helmet usually carry people?"

Ling Lang: "I never carry people."

Chi Yang's eyebrows twitched.

Ling Lang added: "Except for you."

Chi Yang: "..."

Ling Lang straddled up first, then patted the back seat, motioning for him to sit up too.

Two tall and burly boys were squeezed into a small electric motorcycle, plus a small suitcase, which was a high-risk operation no matter how you looked at it.

Chi Yang asked uncertainly, "Can it work?"

Ling Lang: "I'll show you."

Chi Yang has already prepared the plan to roll over, one long leg stretched, ready to kick the ground at any time.As a result, Ling Lang not only did not mess around, but drove more steadily than the old scooter.

The knife-like north wind gradually softened, rubbing the faint fragrance of shower gel into Chi Yang's nostrils.Ling Lang's hair was a little steamy, he should have just taken a shower in the boxing gym.

Passing a traffic light, Ling Lang's voice floated from the front: "It's turning a corner, hold me up."

Chi Yang: "Where to help?"

Ling Lang: "It's fine from the neck down."

Chi Yang sat in the back seat, carefully picked out the position, and finally put his hands on Ling Lang's waist.

Ling Lang's waist was still as thin as he remembered, and he could pinch out curves even through a black padded coat. The only difference was that he was a little more tall and thin like bamboo than four years ago.

The Beigao dormitory area is not far away, just turn two streets.

After getting out of the car, Ling Lang locked the car and reached out to Chi Yang: "Helmet."

Chi Yang took off his helmet, and under the street lamp, he revealed a pair of eyes that were different from others.

Chi Yang's grandfather is European, so Chi Yang's facial features are born superior, especially those gray-green eyes, when he looks at a girl, he can make her blush and heartbeat within a second.

Ling Lang staggered his eyes and put the helmet under his arm.

Suddenly, the sound of barking dogs broke the silence of the night.

The next second, a small group of mosaics suddenly appeared in front of Ling Lang, screaming at Chi Yang.

Chi Yang was caught off guard and took two steps back, only then did he see clearly that there was a little dirt dog under his feet.

There are black, white and gray patches on the back of the little dog, and at the moment it is full of fur, as if it is facing a big enemy.

"Boy, put down your figure, this is your Brother Yang." Ling Lang tapped the dog's ass with his toe, "Don't be afraid, it's called Pi Tao, it has been bullied before, admit it."

As Ling Lang said, he took out a small bag of dog food from his pocket, opened it and handed it to Chi Yang.

Chi Yang was puzzled: "Why?"

Ling Lang: "Buy it."

Chi Yang didn't understand the point of buying a stray dog, but he still threw the dog food in front of Pi Tao.

Pi Tao smelled Ling Lang's scent on Chi Yang's hands, and she was not as fierce as before.

It took two bites suspiciously, confirmed that it was not poisonous, and then began to wag its tail wildly at Chi Yang, with wet eyes, and a coquettish purring sound from its throat.

Looks a little familiar.

Chi Yang looked at the boy beside him.

The street lamp illuminated Ling Lang's side face extremely fair, and the originally dark and gloomy lines became clearer, and a moonlight spring seemed to flow through the clear black and white eyes.

Seriously, purely.

He suddenly remembered where Pi Tao's eyes were familiar.

The dormitory area of ​​Chengbei High School is divided into ordinary four-person rooms and student apartments. The one Ling Lang lives in is a one-person apartment. A [-]-square-meter house has everything you need, and it also has a small balcony.

Today is the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, and it is still during the winter vacation, only Ling Lang's room in the whole building is lit.

Ling Lang threw the key on the shoe cabinet: "You go around first, I'll help you put your luggage."

Chi Yang handed the suitcase to Ling Lang, wandered around for a while, and walked through the small house with his two long legs. When he turned to the door of the bedroom, he bumped into Ling Lang who happened to come out.

Ling Lang suddenly remembered something, and pushed Chi Yang out: "Give me 10 minutes."

Then he slammed the door shut.

There was a sound of jingling, clanging and tidying up in the room, as if the house was about to be demolished.

Chi Yang sat down on the sofa leisurely, and made himself a cup of tea with Ling Lang's cup.

He took a look at it just now, and the bedroom is actually not too messy, at most it is a common problem of boys.

Five minutes later, Ling Lang opened the door: "You sleep in my room, and I sleep on the sofa."

Chi Yang asked: "Can't we sleep in the bedroom together?"

Ling Lang: "It's a single bed."

Chi Yang: "Then I'll sleep on the sofa."

In the end, it was Ling Lang who slept on the sofa.

Late at night.

Lying on his back on Ling Lang's bed, with one hand on the pillow, Chi Yang sent a message to Ling Rongjiang, Ling's father who was far away in country A, telling Ling Rongjiang that he had seen Ling Lang.

From the reunion until now, Ling Lang never asked him why he returned to China, or even why he appeared precisely at the entrance of the alley.

Chi Yang shook his head somewhat self-deprecatingly.

It seems that Ling Lang really didn't care about his sudden departure from the country that year. He hasn't seen him in four years, and he doesn't even miss him politely.

When returning to China this time, Chi Yang has his own plans, but part of the reason is that he was entrusted by Ling Lang's father, a business tycoon in his 50s, who is usually all-powerful, but when he mentioned his youngest son, he frowned——

"Langlang's mother divorced me early, he has only been with his sister, and he still can't get out of his sister's affairs."

"He has changed now. He fights and plays truant to mix with the society. His grades have plummeted. I can't control it. I'm too busy to go back to China often, and he refuses to go abroad with me. If this continues, he will be useless."

"Hey, I don't ask him to be successful, but I hope he will be a normal person when he grows up. Please help me persuade him. He has listened to you since he was a child."

"And Ah Yang, don't let him know that I asked you to go."

……

Chi Yang was dubious about Ling Rongjiang's words. After all, the Ling Lang he knew was as limp as a growing lamb. Except that Ling Rongjiang forced him to practice self-defense when he was a child, he had no violent genes at all.

Unexpectedly, the first time they reunited, Ling Lang completely overturned his memory.

In my impression, Ling Lang has a flamboyant personality, can't hide things, and shows his ideas openly to others.

However, during the several hours of reunion just now, he didn't see through Ling Lang at all. He only felt Ling Lang's guard against him and the world, as if he had sunk into a pool of stagnant water and completely sealed himself off.

Before returning to China, he never thought that things would be so interesting.

Chi Yang turned over and got out of bed, took out the laptop from the suitcase, opened the file, thought for a while and then typed in the title: Observation Diary of Little Wolf Cub.

"Meeting the pups for the first time.

Energetic, fierce-tempered, well-developed limbs, strong explosive power, very prestigious among its kind. "

In the dark room, the computer's white light shone on Chi Yang's chiseled profile, and his gray-green eyes shone with unprecedented interest.

The author says:

Brother Yang is a black belly, don't use the criterion of "brother next door" to imagine him like Xiao Lang