After the substitute, he counterattacked and became Bai Yueguang

The two looked at each other, their eyes fixed and ambiguous.

After a while, Qi Tang pushed Lin An away: "No."

It's too fast, and we don't know each other well enough.

In this era of fast food, Qi Tang still sticks to his principles, he believes in love, it is better to lack than to overuse.

Lin An curled his lips into a smile, and didn't care that much.

Okay, I didn't expect to succeed once.

However, thinking back to the time when we first met, Qi Tang rejected him because "I'm not interested in you, don't waste time on me." 'Although I was rejected this time, it was not so decisive.

Does this mean that something is quietly changing?

There's no rush, he can afford it.

"Let's go, I'll take you back." Lin An let go of the hands they held, and got up first to go out.

The warmth in his palm suddenly disappeared, Qi Tang looked at his hand, curled up his fingers and shook it, feeling an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

The man's hand was cold but soft.

Unlike him, full of calluses.

Qi Tang curled the corners of his lips invisibly, and followed that figure out of the hospital.

The two of them didn't speak along the way, it was very quiet, but the atmosphere was very relaxed.

Lin An directly drove Qi Tang to the door of his house, then watched him get out of the car, put one hand on the car window, and squinted lazily:

"See you next time, remember to come to my shop to see the cubs when you have time." Those fox eyes were curved.

Qi Tang responded lightly, "Yes."

Then watched him drive the car away before turning around and entering the house.

When he was about to go to bed after washing, Qi Tang received a call from Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng cut to the chase, and asked him directly: "Where is the little goblin, what's going on, dead or dead or dead."

Qi Tang was wearing a nightgown, with her slender and powerful legs curled up, she spread out a magazine, and flipped through it slowly.

"No. You wish him dead?"

Zhang Cheng snorted coldly: "I hope he dies far away."

Then he said, "Hey, he didn't take the opportunity to ask you anything? You didn't promise him anything, did you?"

Qi Tang turned a page of the magazine: "No. He probably won't look for me again in the future."

Zhang Cheng: "Oh, that's fine. By the way, are you free tomorrow night? I want to watch a concert. You can go with me."

Qi Tang put down the magazine, and flipped through the schedule quickly: "Well... I'm a bit busy tomorrow, let me think about it."

Zhang Cheng didn't agree with these words: "Could you fucking just order, I've already bought the tickets for you."

Qi Tang frowned, "What kind of concert?"

Knowing that Qi Tang has always disliked vulgar art, and that he used to go to high-end concerts, Zhang Cheng felt guilty.

He hesitated a few times, straightened his waist and said nonsense: "That's right, high-end art, as long as you like it, just follow me and it's over."

Qi Tang put down the phone: "Okay."

After get off work, Qi Tang didn't even change into his suit, and went directly to the place where he met Zhang Cheng.

The concert started at 05:30 p.m., and it's only [-]:[-]. The appointment was at a coffee shop near the venue.

When he saw Qi Tang approaching the store in a solemn suit, Zhang Cheng's expression cracked a little.

It's over, how should I tell him, I'm going to an underground rock band's concert soon...

The fuck is about to speak, will people accompany him?

Zhang Cheng sighed, what a crime.

He quickly adjusted his expression to greet Qi Tang: "Tang, are you cold?"

Qi Tang sat down opposite him, took a sip of hot coffee: "It's okay."

Zhang Cheng licked his dry lips: "Well, I think it's still early, why don't you go shopping with me first?"

After speaking, without waiting for Qi Tang to express his opinion, he directly pulled people away and left.

There was a shopping mall nearby, and Zhang Cheng took Qi Tang straight to the clothing store, and then picked out a set of clothes for him that looked a bit rocky but within the range of normal people.

"Tang, you should change into this one. Your suit is too serious and easy to attract attention. Let's keep a low profile."

Qi Tang felt that what he said seemed to make sense, so he took the clothes and went into the changing room.

When he came out again, his whole demeanor changed.

Compared with the warm and moist jade in the past, she is even more indescribably ruffian and cool.

Zhang Cheng couldn't be too satisfied with his own taste: "Okay! Very good! This is it!"

The handsome guy is really handsome no matter what he wears.

He quickly paid the money, and dragged Qi Tang out of the shopping mall.

Soon it was time for the concert to start, and the two entered through the door. There were already a lot of people gathered in the venue, both men and women, but most of them were young people, and some could even be seen as students.

Although it was winter, the heating was turned on in the venue. Many of them wore revealing clothes, and their behaviors were bold and wild.

Qi Tang felt a little uncomfortable, and frowned slightly: "What kind of concert is this?"

Zhang Cheng's eyes flickered, and his heart froze: "Shake, rock..."

Qi Tang turned around and left, but fortunately he had quick eyesight and quick hands to hold him back: "Father, father! You are here! Come and stay with me!"

Qi Tang sighed helplessly: "This is not an example."

"Good dad! I promise there will never be a next time!" Zhang Cheng smiled so brightly.

In fact, he came today for a netizen interview.

Half a year ago, Zhang Cheng met a girl named Lord Qing on the Internet. She was cute, sweet, and coquettish. She was domineering and protective when playing games, and her voice was supple and soft when she told bedtime stories.

Who the hell is not confused.

So he quickly fell in love, and today finally, his Qingqing was willing to see him, so Zhang Cheng came here in a hurry.

But he also thought about the fact that there are so many scammers in online dating now, what if the other party is a master, Zhang Cheng thought of bringing Qi Tang with him.

Qi Tang is mature and stable, even if he encounters a liar, he can help him deal with the situation and clean it up properly.

But this matter, he dare not confess to Qi Tang now, so let's just say it like this, and wait until he meets that 'Master Qing'.

The two wandered around the venue for a while, and soon the concert started.

On stage was a very cute boy, with exquisite facial features and fair skin, which made people fall in love at a glance.

It's just the row of shiny earrings next to his ears, and his punk-style dress, which makes people have a strong sense of visual conflict.

"Good evening, babies! Wuhu~" The boy's voice was also nice.

The audience suddenly boiled, as if they were going to blow up the venue: "Good evening, Lord Mao!"

Zhang Cheng looked at the people on the stage, and gave Qi Tang an elbow: "Hey, this person looks too monstrous, tsk tsk, he's so pretty."

That Lord Mao started to perform, and the crowd squirmed, Qi Tang glanced at him: "Are you interested?"

Zhang Cheng had a horrified expression on his face: "What nonsense are you talking about, sir. Just express your compliments on his looks purely and sincerely."

Qi Tang ignored him.

After watching the concert for a while, the surrounding atmosphere gradually increased. The air in the ground was already thin. Qi Tang felt a little hot all over, and his ears were still buzzing.

"I'm going to the bathroom." He tugged off Zhang Cheng's sleeve.

At this moment, Zhang Cheng had completely integrated into the crowd, twisting his waist indulgently under the stage, and he could not hear what he said.

Qi Tang was a little helpless, turned around and left, walked towards the exit sign, walked all the way up, and soon found the bathroom.

He didn't dislike this kind of concert, but he felt that the trouble made him a little tired.

After using the toilet and washing his face again, Qi Tang felt that the temperature of his feverish body had cooled down a little, so he went out.

But when he returned the same way, he found that the door leading to the underground concert venue was closed.

Qi Tang frowned slightly, and tried to find other exits, but after turning around, he found that the other exits were also blocked.

Just as he was thinking about how to get out, a hand suddenly put on his shoulder.

"what happened?"

This voice is so familiar.

Qi Tang turned around and met a pair of upturned fox eyes.

It turned out to be Lin An.

Lin An still had a half-burnt cigarette in his hand, and his whole body smelled of smoke, which was faint but not unpleasant.

Qi Tang quickly calmed down: "Why are you here?"

Lin An bent his fox eyes: "This concert is organized by our company. As the boss, of course it is an inspection."

Seeing his reddish and abnormal face, Lin An narrowed his eyes: "What's wrong with you?"

Qi Tang pointed to the locked door: "I went to the concert with my friends and went to the bathroom, so I couldn't get out."

Lin An raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I asked someone to shut it down. The upstairs is the rest area, and I'm afraid that some crazy fans will be allowed in."

Qi Tang's outfit today is very novel, ruffian, and very tasteful. Lin An couldn't help but take a second look, and then said:

"Come on, I'll take you down."

Qi Tang nodded, and then the two went down a dedicated passage to the concert venue, and the surrounding atmosphere was still so lively.

But there were too many people, Qi Tang searched for a long time but couldn't find Zhang Cheng, and he didn't reply to the message he sent, so he could only stand in place and watch the performance, and wanted to go to the door to wait for someone when the show was about to end.

Standing beside him, Lin An held the cigarette between his fingers and pressed it against the soft-looking thin lips, squinted his eyes comfortably and took a puff, and then lazily puffed out the smoke ring.

The light swept across the man's face, and he could see the fine lines at the end of his eyes after he squinted. It was the trace of the years, but it added a flavor to him, which was a bit fascinating.

Looking at this scene, Qi Tang's throat felt a little dry.

Lin An turned around and found that Qi Tang was staring at him intently, and there was a different emotion in those deep eyes.

His heart constricted suddenly.

After a while, I suddenly thought of something, and quickly put out the cigarette, and smiled:

"I'm sorry, I haven't smoked for a long time, and I'm addicted to smoking."

Qi Tang looked away calmly: "It's okay."

Both cast their eyes on the stage, as if they were enjoying the performance seriously.

After the song was over, surrounded by deafening applause, Lord Mao whistled and started talking.

"Okay, now, give everyone 3 minutes, close your eyes, and kiss your partner indulgently! During these 3 minutes, all are equal! We, are free!"

"Countdown together!"

"three……"

People around turned their heads and looked at the lover beside them.

It was only then that Qi Tang discovered that there were many homosexuals gathered in this concert, boys and boys were a couple, and girls were a couple.

"two……"

The surroundings began to be quiet, and the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous and heated.

Qi Tang subconsciously turned his head to look beside him, only to find that Lin An was looking at him, and he moved his fingertips.

"one!"

The sound of kissing rang in the ears, Qi Tang and Lin An looked at each other, their eyes met, a little hot.

He saw Lin An's fox eyes slightly narrowed and fell on his lips, the desire in his eyes was undisguised.

"Little friend..." The voice was deep and hoarse, a little bewitching, very soft, mixed with the dense and ambiguous sound of water stains around.

Lin An leaned over, and Qi Tang's heart skipped a beat.

He could feel his face getting hot, and his breathing gradually became unsteady.

It must be because of staying underground for a long time.

Lin An stopped just a finger away from his lips, and at some point, one hand softly climbed onto Qi Tang's neck.

"Little friend, can I kiss you?"

The man's voice was insanely gentle, and his polite and gentlemanly inquiry revealed a hint of bewitchment.

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At this moment, Zhang Cheng split open.

He received a text message from Qingqing.

Qingqing: Guess where I am

Qingqing: QVQ in the stands