Good brother, your design is broken

This hug lasted for a long time, when Ling Lang let go of Chi Yang, his face was a little red.

Chi Yang stared at his face inquisitively, just as he raised his lips to say something, he saw Ling Lang raise his hand and turn off the light with a blank expression.

Tonight's Ling Lang went too far, something must have happened.

Chi Yang was thinking about making a side note when he heard Ling Lang say, "Your aunt just talked to me."

The smile faltered on his face, and he asked in a deep voice, "What did you say?"

Ling Lang sat by the bed: "I didn't say anything, just asked me about you and your partner."

Chi Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down next to him: "Just say it's about me and you."

"It's different." Ling Lang tilted his head, "For your aunt, it's just about you and your partner, and has nothing to do with me."

Chi Yang: "As long as you want, I can talk to them anytime."

Ling Lang was startled, and suddenly realized that the topic was off track, and immediately corrected him: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not forcing you to confess to your family by saying this, I just feel the need to tell you, I think your aunt loves you very much .”

"I know, she and my uncle are just like my own parents." When the word "parents" was mentioned, Chi Yang looked out the window, his gray-green eyes flickering slightly.

Ling Lang's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he let out a "hmm".

He and Chi Yang actually have very similarities, they used to be people without parents by their side.But because he was not close to his parents at the time, whether they divorced and left home, or neglected to take care of him, it was not a big blow to him, because he still had a sister.

But Chi Yang is different, Chi Yang's parents are very affectionate and love him very much, I heard that it was still Christmas Eve, and Chi Yang was waiting for his parents to come back together for Christmas in the old house in country A, but in the end it was his parents who waited. News of both deaths.

For Chi Yang, parents are the most important relatives in his life, just like Ling Jin is for him.He was so depressed after losing a close relative, Chi Yang lost his parents all of a sudden, and he endured double the pain.

But Chi Yang never showed it, and never let the people around him worry about him. When he first met Chi Yang, there was a faint maturity in Chi Yang's body.

"What are you thinking?" Chi Yang asked.

"I was thinking, you accompanied me through the most difficult time, but I didn't help you." Ling Lang has always been straightforward.

Chi Yang slightly raised his eyebrows: "Why not?"

Ling Lang looked at him motionless, waiting for him to continue.

"You should know that my parents stumbled and fell from the cliff on Christmas Eve. Later, someone came to the house and told my grandpa that my parents were negligent and did not do well because they were in a hurry to go back to spend the holiday with me. Protective measures. My grandfather told that person to shut up and never say such things again, but I overheard him outside the door."

Ling Lang's heart sank, and almost instantly he thought of the thunderstorm night that had trapped him for three years - his soul seemed to be whipped all the time, endlessly reincarnated in self-blame and regret.

He didn't know what to say, he could only hold Chi Yang's hand, stroked it lightly, and Chi Yang held it back again.

Speaking of the past, Chi Yang didn't show any depression, but smiled in his eyes: "Fortunately, you showed up in time. You just met me, but you actually treat me like an older brother and obey me. No matter what I say, you still believe in me, like I can't drive Little Tail away, so I was thinking that there are still people in this world who have expectations of me."

Ling Lang forcibly inserted his fingers into the gap between Chi Yang's fingers, and his heart felt a tingling pain, followed by a tingling and numb feeling.

In fact, he can't remember the scene when he met Chi Yang for the first time, but in his impression, Chi Yang didn't seem to like him very much, but now he understands that it wasn't aimed at him alone, maybe Chi Yang Like him, he hated the whole world.

The two leaned together, took advantage of the darkness, and talked in a low voice for a while, and the time passed by twelve o'clock every minute and every second.

There was no response from the side, Chi Yang turned his head and found that Ling Lang had fallen asleep lying on his shoulder.The moonlight shone on Ling Lang's handsome eyebrows, making his fair skin like snow.

Recently, he has rarely seen this piece of skin wrinkled, and more often, it is stretched out with a slight smile.He reached out and touched it, and it was warm, without any feeling of snow.

He remembered the day when they met again, in that alley, when Ling Lang raised his head, he gave him a look full of hostility like a wild beast, and his brows were full of coldness and darkness that couldn't be illuminated by street lamps or moonlight.

Ling Lang turned over in his sleep, slipped from his arms, and lay down on his pillow.

Chi Yang originally wanted to wake Ling Lang up and ask him if he wanted to go back to his bedroom to sleep, but now, he changed his mind——

Is there any reason to send the little wolf cub to the next door when you personally send it to bed?

Anyway, the bed is big enough.

Chi Yang leaned down and kissed Ling Lang's side lightly.

The next morning, my cousin saw Ling Lang and Chi Yang coming out of the same room, holding their lips together, coughing in a weird way for a long time, and then looked around Ling Lang pretending to be probing, and saw It's just that the problem of teasing people has been committed again.

Ling Lang glanced at him indifferently, then retracted his gaze calmly.

Chi Yang was suspicious: "You flirt with my cousin, what kind of code are you giving?"

"No." Ling Lang glanced at Chi Yang's wife who had just left the bedroom, and said in a moderate voice, "I saw your cousin smoking two cigarettes outside last night, so I heard him coughing. , Guess he must have a bad throat."

When my cousin heard this, before he could stare, his sister-in-law behind him grabbed his ears: "This is what you promised to quit smoking? You act like you did during the day, and you smoke back at night in revenge, right?"

My cousin let out an "Aww" and hurriedly raised his hands: "Don't dare next time!"

While talking, he looked at Ling Lang Shi Ran's back when he went downstairs, thinking that Ling Lang would learn how to snipe at some time, and he must have been led astray by that brat Chi Yang.

While eating breakfast, the nanny walked to the dining room and said to the host and hostess: "Sir, madam, the wedding gift for the prince of the Wang family has been prepared."

Wang family?

This surname made Ling Lang stop his hand holding the chopsticks, and pursed his lips.

Chi Jianfeng: "Just send it over when you're ready. He's married for the third time and doesn't hold a banquet."

The cousin was surprised: "Is it the son of the Wang family that I know? I remember he is only 32 years old, and he has already been married for the third time?"

"The child doesn't have a home after marriage, and keeps having lovers outside. He's over 30 years old and has achieved nothing. He's just a dandy. Which woman can bear him?" After Yu Shuhui finished speaking, she suddenly said to Ling Lang, "Oh, I remembered that his family almost married the Langlang family back then."

Sure enough, it was the prince.

Ling Lang lowered his head and took a bite of the delicate rice cake. It took him a long time to realize that his mouth was burning, but he still swallowed it back silently.

"Auntie." Chi Yang interrupted, and signaled Yu Shuhui with his eyes to stop talking.

Yu Shuhui didn't know that Ling Jin suffered an air crash because she wanted to escape the engagement, but she still realized that it was not good for her to mention things related to Ling Jin in front of Ling Lang, so she said: "I'm sorry, Lang Lang , Auntie is unintentional."

The corners of Ling Lang's lips were slightly curved, and he said in a gentle voice, "It's okay, Auntie, just say whatever you want."

Chi Yang silently observed Ling Lang's expression. After the whole breakfast, there was not much change. Ling Lang and his uncle chatted normally throughout the whole process.

When leaving the restaurant, Chi Yang followed Ling Lang, worried: "Xiao Lang, is it really okay?"

Ling Lang shook his head, patted Chi Yang on the shoulder, and signaled Chi Yang not to worry.

He has long been able to face Ling Jin's matter calmly, just now he just heard people related to the old matter, and he was subconsciously in a trance.

Chi Yang nodded, and was just about to ask Ling Lang what plans he had in the morning, if he wanted to go out for a date, and then he heard Ling Lang say, "Brother Yang, accompany me to see the opposite side."

For a while, Chi Yang didn't realize where the other side was pointing.However, when he saw Ling Lang's dark eyes——as if he had finally made up his mind.

He quickly understood what Ling Lang meant.

But at the same time, he was also surprised, surprised that Ling Lang could be so brave.

The house of Ling's family is opposite Chi's house, and it has been unoccupied for several years. Chi Jianfeng has a spare key that Ling Rongjiang left for him before he left the country.

Pushing open the black gate covered with dead trees and vines, a burst of bleakness came to the face, and the once colorful small garden had long since become barren.

Chi Yang glanced at Ling Lang and asked, "Is there any problem?"

Ling Lang stood at the door and took a deep breath: "No problem."

When walking in, Chi Yang took his cool hand.

Passing by a corner paved with bluestone slabs, Chi Yang suddenly pointed to the wall and said, "Here, the place where we first met."

Ling Lang was surprised: "It's been so many years, and you still remember such a small thing..."

Regarding the scene when they first met when they were young, Ling Lang's only impression was that he seemed to have fallen and was hugged by Chi Yang, and he almost tore off Chi Yang's pants.

"You can say it's a detail, but you can't say it's a trivial matter." Chi Yang's other hand also covered the back of Ling Lang's hand, "I've never treated everything related to you as a trivial matter."

Hearing this, Ling Lang bowed his head slightly, his heart felt warm for no reason in this cold early autumn.

The inside of the house is the same as the outside, it is also in a state of decay everywhere, the furniture is still there, covered with pieces of transparent dustproof cloth, covered with a thick layer of dust.

Ling Lang's room was the second on the second floor. After Ling Lang entered the room, he went straight up to the second floor, and Chi Yang went up with him, but he didn't break into Ling Lang's room without authorization, but went to other places for a walk. , and finally walked into a small utility room at the end of the corridor.

The utility room was still the same as before, with many cardboard boxes piled up.

Before he was six years old, Ling Lang liked to play hide-and-seek with him here, and he would repeat the same trick every time, hiding in the pile of boxes, and stacking the boxes into different shapes from before, lest he would not know that there was someone here of.

Although he felt silly, he still pretended to find it after searching for a long time every time.Looking at Ling Lang's complacent expression, and hearing Ling Lang praise him "so smart, I can be found by you if I hid it so well", he would instinctively feel happy, so he also became a "repetition of old tricks" unknowingly. "people.

Thinking of this, Chi Yang couldn't help but curl his lips.

He walked over and saw that the top cardboard box had a corner broken, revealing a stack of papers.

He opened the cardboard box, and there was a box full of paintings in it, and the paintings were all about him, including him eating, doing homework, being confessed by a school girl...even him who was in a daze and who was dozing off.Roughly speaking, there are at least a few hundred.Looking at the painting style, it's obviously Ling Lang's.

Chi Yang looked over one by one, shocked.

The lower right corners of these paintings are all dated, and as the date progresses, the painting style gradually changes from immature to mature.

The earliest one was drawn by Ling Lang when they were in the fifth grade of elementary school. It showed him sitting in front of the desk, with only a back view slanting forward.

He imagined the scene of Ling Lang, who was still a primary school student, peeping at him at the back table during class, and the smile on his face couldn't help but widen.

"What are you looking at?"

Ling Lang's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Chi Yang turned his head, holding Ling Lang's previous "masterpiece of figure painting" in his hand.

The young mind was dug out so unexpectedly, Ling Lang's face became hot, and he walked quickly to the box, a little at a loss.

Fortunately, Chi Yang didn't intend to expose him further, but asked with a smile: "So you started painting so early?"

Ling Lang looked at the paintings in the box and let out a "hmm".

Because Ling Jin loves to paint, Ling Lang has been influenced a lot, and occasionally imitates Ling Jin and paints by himself, but he never told anyone, including Ling Jin.

His thoughts at that time were very simple, naive and illogical - as long as Chi Yang was not let know that he could paint, he could keep painting Chi Yang secretly.

Chi Yang continued to look at those paintings, Ling Lang didn't stop him, he acquiesced, and when he was halfway through, a small card fell out.

Ling Lang picked it up, and saw a line of beautiful and familiar handwriting on it: I hope Lang Lang can be as free as the wind, always be with the scorching sun, and move forward bravely.

His hand trembled, and his thumb gently rubbed it up.

This is the New Year's card that Ling Jin once wrote to him, but he couldn't find it later, it turned out to be sandwiched in the drawing when he was a child.Chi Yang helped him find it.

"Congratulations, you have fulfilled Ling Jin's wish. You are free now, you can come and go as you please." Chi Yang's low voice suddenly sounded beside his ear, Ling Lang raised his head, and his reddish eyes looked into those gentle and shallow pupils.

"And." Chi Yang grabbed Ling Lang's hand and pressed it against his chest, "The scorching sun is here."

Ling Lang was taken aback, his five fingers tightened his grip on the clothes on Chi Yang's chest, and he said speechlessly, "Can you show me some face?"

Chi Yang: "Didn't your sister say that my 'Yang' is the 'Yang' of the sun?"

Ling Lang: "..."

Ling Lang broke away from Chi Yang's hand, and the next second, he was hugged by Chi Yang, but he didn't break away again, but buried his face deeply into Chi Yang's shoulder.

Chi Yang's body is very hot, attracting people to approach like a sun in the cold and damp utility room.

After a while, the warm water droplets soaked the cloth on Chi Yang's shoulders little by little.

That night, Chi Yang accompanied Ling Lang to the bar and drank a lot of wine, during which a few beauties came to strike up a conversation with them.

Ling Lang kept ignoring the attitude and poured wine on his own, until a middle-aged man came over and asked Chi Yang if he was a college student, what brand of shoes he liked, whether he was short of money recently, and even offered to give him pocket money .

At first Ling Lang didn't understand what this man was going to do, but after he realized it, a surge of anger rushed from his chest to the top of his head.

He stood in front of Chi Yang, grabbed the middle-aged man by the collar, waved his fist with bulging veins, and said in an extremely cold voice: "Give you three seconds, get out, say one more word and beat you to death. "

Chi Yang at the side was slightly surprised, he lowered his eyes, hid the smile in his eyes, and took a sip of his wine.

Ling Lang has been docile for too long, and it has been a long time since he transformed into a wolf cub.

That man just wanted to catch an innocent and beautiful mixed-race male college student to go back to play. Who knew that his companion was so difficult to mess with, so he had to run away with his tail between his legs.

"Don't drink." After Ling Lang finished speaking, he grabbed Chi Yang's wrist and walked out of the bar aggressively.

Leaving the hustle and bustle of the night scene, with the cool breeze blowing, Ling Lang regained consciousness a bit, and he said displeasedly to the smiling Chi Yang: "You clearly know that he wants to do that kind of thing with you, why are you still indifferent?"

Even he can see it, he doesn't believe that with Chi Yang's insight, he can't figure out the situation.

Ling Lang's angry appearance made Chi Yang's eyes smile even more, he said: "I'm waiting for my boyfriend to save me."

Ling Lang: "..."

Chi Yang was too cunning, Ling Lang felt that his brain was not working well after drinking, so he decided not to talk to him anymore, wandered around the entrance of the bar twice, then turned on his phone, and booked a hotel with a serious face.

"Why are you booking a hotel? Go home tonight, and you don't have to go back to the dormitory. It doesn't matter how late you are..."

Before Chi Yang could finish his sentence, Ling Lang placed the order, and it was a double room for couples.

Ling Lang put away his phone, and with a dark face, he silently led Chi Yang into a convenience store next door, and picked up a box of condoms from the shelf next to the cashier.

Strawberry flavored.

I paid under the strange eyes of the cashier boy.

Ever since he walked out of the bar, Chi Yang has been in a dazed state the whole time. At first he wanted to see what kind of drunken madness Ling Lang was going to play, but now he couldn't help it.

As soon as he left the convenience store, Chi Yang grabbed Ling Lang's hand and asked, "Do you know what you're doing?"

"I know." Although Ling Lang's cheeks were slightly flushed, his voice was unusually sober, "Didn't you ask me that day, when can you expect it?"

"I'll give you the exact time now."

"tonight."