Good brother, your design is broken

When Chi Yang came back, the living room was still warm and lively.

While the lights were brightly lit, the uncle and his cousin were drinking and chatting, and the aunt took Ling Lang to complain about a skit program that was being broadcast in the Spring Festival Gala, lamenting that the quality of the skits is not as good as before.

Ling Lang leaned over to listen, and responded when necessary.

Chi Yang naturally sat back to his original seat and joined the conversation, but soon, he noticed something was wrong.

The original chat between the three of them turned into a conversation between Yu Shuhui and the two of them separately. Every time he wanted to say something to Ling Lang, it would inexplicably turn into a one-line connection with no response.

Ling Lang didn't eat the oranges he peeled for Ling Lang in the end.

It's zero o'clock before you know it, and the countdown begins on the TV.Chi Jianfeng and Yu Shuhui took out five red envelopes, gave one to Chi Yang and Ling Lang, and gave one to Chi Yang's cousin.The other two are for the daughter-in-law and the unborn grandson. Let the son take them back to the bedroom and tell him to put them under the pillow.

When he went upstairs to sleep, Ling Lang's eyelashes drooped a shadow on his eyelids, and he looked not energetic and didn't really want to talk.

Seeing this, Chi Yang didn't force him to ask him about the situation, but after saying good night to him, he watched him go back to the next room.

After Chi Yang took a shower, he received a transfer of 5000 yuan on WeChat, which was sent by his cousin, with the note "New Year's money".

He sent a question mark.

My cousin replied: I have not sent you a red envelope for so many years, and I will send you one this year.

Chi Yang replied "Oh, thank you" and went over, thinking that his cousin was going to be a father soon, so he made up his own mind to elevate his seniority.

Throwing down the phone, Chi Yang took out the exercise books he was going to do tomorrow, and placed a copy in front of the two desk chairs, when he suddenly heard a cold voice from behind——

"The grades are so good, do you still need to do exercises every day?"

Chi Yang turned his head abruptly.

The door of his room was left open, Ling Lang was leaning against the door, looking at him expressionlessly.

There was a sense of joke in Ling Lang's tone, which made Chi Yang pause, and he walked over with a smile: "I'm only No. 11 in the class, there is still a lot of room for improvement."

Ling Lang: "Isn't it the top three in the grade?"

Chi Yang's brain suddenly twitched violently, and he finally understood why his cousin suddenly gave him a red envelope.

He opened his mouth and said, "Xiao Lang, you already know..."

Ling Lang frowned: "You obviously have good grades, why do you lie to others?"

It's fine to lie to others, and even lie to him.

For half a semester, because he was worried that Chi Yang would not be able to keep up with the pace of study in China, he forced himself to sit in the corner of the back row of the classroom on time every day, racked his brains to complete his homework, and never skipped class again. Later, he was afraid of Chi Yang After Yang surpassed himself, he stopped studying with him and began to try to improve his score.He also helped Chi Yang analyze the wrong questions, summarize the knowledge points, and filled three whole notebooks.He often feels that he shoulders a heavy responsibility, he doesn't want Chi Yang to be looked down upon by others, he wants Chi Yang to return to his former superiority...

Now that he thinks about it, he feels like a self-indulgent idiot.

In fact, people don't need the help of a scumbag like him at all.

In fact, there are traces of all this, for example, when he lectures to Chi Yang, no matter how fast and brief he is, Chi Yang can understand it, and for example, every time Chi Yang's test scores are always just a little behind him ...

But all these were ignored by him, because he had become more dependent on these time of studying together than Chi Yang.

He didn't believe that Chi Yang's actions were just as simple as what his cousin said, and the Chi Yang he knew was not such a superficial and childish person.

Chi Yang held Ling Lang's shoulder: "Come in first, please? Let's talk later."

Ling Lang didn't move, he still stood there with his arms folded, staring straight at him, as if he was determined to ask for an explanation from him.

In the end, he still lowered his hands and sighed: "Because I didn't know how to get close to you when I just returned to China."

Chi Yang's words were really not lying, this was the starting point of his original plan.

"So, you mean to blame me, blame me for forcing you to lie." Ling Lang muttered, lowering his eyes, his expression became a little complicated.

Chi Yang thought of Ling Lang's previous knots, and immediately said firmly: "Of course not! Don't think about it, if you can not blame me this time, I will be thankful."

After a long time, Ling Lang raised his gloomy eyes: "No wonder you are so happy every time you 'progress' in the exam. Seeing me being played around, you have a sense of accomplishment, don't you?"

"No, I was really happy," Chi Yang said seriously, "Xiao Lang, but I'm happy for you."

Hearing this, Ling Lang's mind turned, and he suddenly realized something.

So for so long, on the surface, he has been leading Chi Yang to study, but in fact, it is a bureau that Chi Yang painstakingly set up for him to study hard.

Thinking of this, Ling Lang finally couldn't hold back his inner anger, grabbed Chi Yang's collar, gritted his teeth and said, "Listen, I don't need you to help me in such a deceitful way!"

Ling Lang's reaction was completely within Chi Yang's expectations, he knew that the little wolf cub was not stupid, so he would soon be able to figure out the twists and turns.

"I will never do this again in the future, please forgive me this time." Chi Yang smiled wryly, "Why don't you beat me up to vent your anger, as long as you don't slap me in the face, otherwise it will be hard to explain if you find out tomorrow."

Ling Lang tightly clutched Chi Yang's collar, his chest heaved up and down, stared at him fiercely for a long time, and finally said in a deep voice, "I'm too lazy to fight with you."

After speaking, he pushed Chi Yang away forcefully.

Chi Yang staggered two steps back, his calf hit the low table, and there was a "bang", it hurt.

Ling Lang ignored him and turned around to leave.

Chi Yang stopped him from behind: "Then will you come to my room to do the quiz tomorrow?"

"Don't come." Ling Lang turned his back to Chi Yang, and said coldly, "The exam will start next semester, if you don't pass the first grade, don't ask me to study again."

Chi Yang looked outside the empty door, heard the heavy closing of the door next door, lowered his head and stroked the folds on his chest, but he couldn't smooth it out no matter what.The little wolf cub's hands are really too strong.

There was a smile on his lips, a little self-deprecating, but also a little lucky to survive the disaster.

Before going to bed, Chi Yang returned the five thousand that his cousin sent him, and added a "smiling" emoji.

The next day, the whole family had breakfast together.

The cousin, who had woken up, recalled his memory at this moment, remembering that he seemed to have done something not very authentic yesterday, so he quietly observed the two young couples sitting side by side opposite him, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, even the exquisite and sumptuous meal in front of him The breakfast is not good.

I saw Chi Yang picked up a small porcelain bowl, filled a few white and fat dumplings and brought them to Ling Lang, and said warmly: "Come, eat some dumplings, it's your favorite shrimp stuffing."

After a while, Chi Yang poured another cup of steaming scented tea and put it next to Ling Lang, and asked him if he was thirsty, but the thing in front of him didn't move a few sips.

Yu Shuhui looked at her son and nephew who didn't think about eating and drinking, and thought that today's breakfast just didn't suit their taste. It is rare for children to have a common understanding.

During the half meal, Chi Yang sent the whole table food to Ling Lang.

Ling Lang, who was buried in his food, couldn't take it anymore, he raised his head and asked, "Can you eat your own?"

Although the tone was not very warm, but fortunately he finally spoke, Chi Yang and his cousin breathed a sigh of relief.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Ling Lang went to Ye's house to pay New Year's greetings to his mother and younger sister, and Chi Yang followed along.

As soon as the two entered, a big red envelope was stuffed by one of them.

Ye Zhixi called her mother eccentric, and only gave her 200 yuan as a New Year's Eve money.

Guan Yan snorted: "Isn't mom giving you enough pocket money? Besides, why do you need so much money as a child? When will you be as independent as your brother? And your grades, can you How is half brother?"

"Don't listen, don't listen, bastard chant the scriptures." The rebellious girl Ye Zhixi, who was nagged by her mother, covered her ears and ran away.

Guan Yan smiled apologetically at Ling Lang, hoping that he would not take Ye Zhixi's words to heart, then took Ling Lang by the arm and led him to sit on the sofa.

As long as she thinks that her son spent the new year in someone else's house, she feels very uncomfortable, and the red envelopes she gives are extraordinarily generous.

She actually mentioned years ago that she hoped that Ling Lang would go back to her husband's hometown to celebrate the New Year with her, but the result was still the same as last year, Ling Lang declined.She could also understand Ling Lang's thoughts, and it would indeed be a kind of harm to him to want him to watch their family and strangers enjoying themselves happily.

Uncle Ye was also there, and he welcomed Ling Lang very much. After dinner, he also hoped that Ling Lang and Chi Yang could stay overnight.

The family of three had just returned to the urban area from their hometown, and they were exhausted from traveling and traveling. Ling Lang didn't want to trouble them, so he stayed until after ten o'clock and left.

On the night of the second day of the Lunar New Year, there are lights and festoons everywhere, and the red lanterns are like a fiery sea, but the road is quiet, almost no one is there, and there is no sound.

It was so late, it was hard to get a taxi, the two of them decided to take a walk back home, they just happened to be a bit stuffed after eating at Ye's house, so they treated it as a way to digest food.

The road from the urban area to Nanshan is a little bit off, the two of them chatted one after another, just walked into the fork of the two bar streets, and suddenly there was a whistling sound of breaking wind in the direction of Ling Lang. It came, Chi Yang raised his arm to block it without thinking, and a burst of severe pain hit.

In the next second, he grabbed the iron rod and twisted it backwards, knocking the person who was swinging the rod to the ground.

Seven or eight gangsters gathered around, and the leader was You Jia, Yang Shaoxin's cousin, who had a feud with Ling Lang.Several people's faces were flushed, probably from drinking.

It's simply the capitalized enemy's road is narrow.

Chi Yang said in a deep voice without changing his face: "The crime of intentional injury can be punished with a maximum of ten years in prison, life imprisonment or death."

Youjia said viciously: "I've already entered the juvenile prison once, are you afraid of entering again?"

A younger brother reminded: "Boss, today is your first day out of the juvenile detention center."

"Just talk about your mother!" Youjia kicked him and yelled at the others, "Beat them until they all kneel down and call Dad!"

When the younger brothers heard the words, they immediately rushed forward, Chi Yang's eyes were serious, and he threw a standard over-the-shoulder throw, smashing the yellow hair in the head, and screaming.

Seeing this, the others were a little apprehensive. After all, they had heard that even such a ruthless character as Yang Shaoxin was afraid of this person, but under the pressure of the boss, they still bit the bullet and charged forward.

When Ling Lang saw the scene in front of him, he was only stunned for a moment, and soon recovered, and greeted him with his fists raised.

The scene was suddenly chaotic, and it was hard to tell who had the upper hand.

However, no matter how good two people can fight, they will still be no match for four hands with two fists, and the opponent is still a bunch of drunks with guys.

Chi Yang whispered: "Run."

Ling Lang also had this intention. After kicking away a little gangster, he subconsciously grabbed Chi Yang's wrist and ran forward quickly. After running for a few steps, he realized that he threw Chi Yang away vigorously. Chi Yang held back firmly.

Both of them had long legs and were running fast, quickly leaving the group of people behind.

After entering Nanshan, there is a heavily controlled villa area in front of you, and you cannot enter without swiping your card.

When checking the door, the security saw that the two of them were out of breath during the Chinese New Year, and felt something was wrong, so they asked a few more questions, and when they learned that they were from the Chi family, they immediately greeted them with a smile and asked, " Happy Chinese New Year" and let them in.

Just as Chi Yang was about to speak, he saw Ling Lang walking in front with his hands in his pockets, leaving only a cold back.He thought about it, but in the end he didn't rush forward.

The winter wind was so cold that it cut his face like a knife. Ling Lang always had a gloomy face, walking five meters ahead, and didn't turn his head to look at the people behind him until he entered the house.

Chi Yang returned to the room, just as he took off his coat, he heard a knock on the door.

He opened the door, and outside the door was Ling Lang carrying a small medicine box.

He said in surprise, "Xiao Lang?"

Ling Lang walked in expressionlessly, pointed to the stool and said, "Sit down, take off your clothes."

Hearing this, Chi Yang didn't care about the cold, and directly took off his entire upper body, revealing his beautiful muscles.

When a group of people were fighting just now, Chi Yang blocked him several times, he memorized the positions, and it happened to correspond to all the scars in front of him one by one.

Those green and red colors are particularly dazzling in the eyes.

Ling Lang's eyes changed several times, and finally he dropped the medicine box and said, "Go, call the police, and go to the police station for an injury check."

"No, I'm afraid of scaring my uncle and aunt after Chinese New Year." Chi Yang grabbed Ling Lang's hand, "Just take it as them venting their anger on you."

Ling Lang seemed to have been shocked and pulled out his hand vigorously.

After a while, he squatted down, with a dark face, he began to disinfect Chi Yang, apply medicine, and stick gauze.

Ling Lang's actions were not gentle at all, and made Chi Yang break out in cold sweat several times, but he didn't say a word, with a normal expression on his face, allowing Ling Lang to do whatever he wanted on him.

After dealing with most of it, Ling Lang raised his head, looked at the fine beads of sweat on Chi Yang's forehead, and said coldly: "Chi Yang, you are really good at acting."

Chi Yang did not refute, but accepted the evaluation.

After the revelation of his grades on New Year's Eve, he was already mentally prepared, and he decided to confess bit by bit to test Ling Lang's acceptance.

"You are very skilled, you should have practiced for many years, and you study well, there is no way you can't keep up with the domestic progress, and now, you obviously feel pain, but you pretend to be indifferent." Ling Lang hurried His tone paused, and the fingers that touched Chi Yang's skin trembled slightly, "But I don't know what your purpose is for doing these things, maybe you are just born to like acting."

After giving Chi Yang the medicine, Ling Lang didn't stop for a moment.

He returned to his room, fell heavily on the bed, stared at the dark ceiling for a long time, then let out a breath slowly, and took out his mobile phone from his trousers pocket.

He sent a message to Xu Tu: When you and Chi Yang met Yang Shaoxin, how did Yang Shaoxin leave?

Xu Tu replied in seconds: He heard that Brother Wolf was coming, so he ran away in fright!

Ling Lang: I want to tell the truth, is it because of Chi Yang?

Xu Tu displayed "Input" for a long time before sending a "Yes".

Looking at these two dazzling words, Ling Lang could hardly describe his mood at the moment. He thought of the word "betrayal" for a moment, but he didn't want to put such a big hat on his few friends.

Ling Lang: So you all knew about it a long time ago, but you kept it from me. It was Chi Yang who taught you, right?

Xu Tu didn't speak, but just sent a series of "crying" emojis.

In fact, Ling Lang knew that his question was a white one.It was nothing more than that Chi Yang didn't want him to know, Xu Tu and the others were silenced by Chi Yang again, so he was the only one kept in the dark.

He didn't understand why Chi Yang had to pretend to be so gentle and harmless, just like he didn't understand why Chi Yang left suddenly back then and came back suddenly a year ago.

There are actually many mysteries about Chi Yang, but he has selectively ignored them.When he looked at Chi Yang, he always treated Zhen Bao with an attitude.But everything that is precious always carries a bit of mystery that people dare not rashly explore.

He remembered the snapshot of Chi Yang that he had seen earlier in the campus forum. In the photo, Chi Yang had a cold expression and a sharp aura all over his body.At that time, he still felt that the angle and timing of the shooting were wrong, but now it seems that he doesn't understand Chi Yang well enough.

Which one is the real Chi Yang, he actually doesn't know at all.

At this time, he heard the sound of the door lock turning gently, and someone walked in.

His back tensed instantly, he faced the wall, his eyes widened, and he didn't look back.

After Chi Yang entered the room, he sat on the chair beside the bed and said softly, "Xiao Lang, it's me. I remember that you should not be injured, but I'm not sure now, so come and have a look."

Ling Lang didn't speak.

Chi Yang knew that Ling Lang was angry, but he didn't intend to explain too much about what happened just now. After all, Ling Lang had already seen it. Anything at this time would turn into sophistry.

Chi Yang: "I know you haven't slept."

Ling Lang still didn't speak.

There was no light in the room, and the two of them were separated by a layer of darkness, listening to each other's breathing for a long time.

Suddenly, Ling Lang turned his back to Chi Yang and said, "Chi Yang, how many things have you not lied to me?"

There was a trace of tiredness in the cold voice.

This time, Chi Yang was silent, and after a few seconds, he said: "I will tell you something that will never lie to you."

Ling Lang: "Tell me."

Chi Yang: "I like you, I'm not lying to you."

Hearing this, Ling Lang closed his eyes.

The author says:

Chi Yang: It's okay, it's okay (two false alarms)

Mother: Did you forget that you still have a diary (smile)