You have a bamboo horse waiting to be checked

Chapter 50

"Qi Chongshan, you... why haven't you left yet?" Ling Yifeng looked him up and down in shock, "No, are you listening to the corner?"

"Am I that kind of person?" Qi Zhongshan looked at him helplessly, and put the trash can and broom in the corner of the classroom together, "This week we are on duty to sweep the corridors, and I happen to be on duty this week Class dry, I don’t want to do it.”

Ling Yifeng thought about it carefully, it seemed that this was really the case, he choked for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Qi Ming on the other end of the phone couldn't stop laughing: "Hey, how lucky are you? Let me tell you the truth, this cat is not easy to borrow. Duan Yu is generous in other places, but this cat is especially precious. Think about it, if you worked so hard to raise such a cat, would you be willing to make trouble for others?"

"Then I'll ask the people in the studio for help," Ling Yifeng said a little depressed, "It's not like the studio doesn't have men."

"If Ren Zhongshan agrees, let him come. After getting acquainted, he can earn money as a long-term model in the studio..." Qi Ming was interrupted in the middle of his speech, as if he was talking to the person next to him, " ...How do I know if it's Duan Yu's ex-boyfriend's cat...Nonsense, my boyfriend never gave me a living thing like a cat, cat or dog..."

"Why didn't I send it, do I count?" Ling Yifeng took over the conversation, "You can talk to the other side, I'll hang up first."

Qi Ming talked to him over there, and before he hung up the phone, the last sentence clearly reached Ling Yifeng's ears: "If you are in love, then you are in love. Don't drag the little ones away, what a headache! , if we break up at that time, who do you say will belong to..."

Ling Yifeng clearly knew that Qi Ming was talking about cats, but his heart still hurt like being pricked by a needle.

What if we broke up.

To whom.

Ling Yifeng was stunned for a long time, only to find that Qi Zhongshan had already sat down and looked at him quietly.

Ling Yifeng took several deep breaths, but he couldn't exhale the breath that was stuck in his heart.

When Qi Ming mentioned the word "breakup", he was so calm, so calm that Ling Yifeng felt scared, as if Qi Ming had already prepared himself psychologically, so that he could easily spit out this word at any time.

Ling Yifeng had a feeling of being in the torrent, with nothing to rely on and nothing to hold on to.

To put it bluntly, it is panic.

At this time, Ling Yifeng always felt like he was stepping on a steel wire rope, so sensitive that he couldn't relax his tense nerves for a moment, for fear that if he was not careful, the world would be overturned.

He really wanted to express all the words that were pent up in his heart, but except for Qi Chongshan in front of him, no one could understand what he wanted to say without hindrance, and no one could make him feel at ease to explain everything come out.

Qi Zhongshan.

This name lingered in his heart for a long time, not only did it not dissipate as quickly as he expected, but it seemed to take root, and the roots were broken.

"Let's go," Ling Yifeng took a few deep breaths before standing up, lowering his head to meet Qi Zhongshan's gaze, "How do you go back?"

"It doesn't matter," Qi Zhongshan smiled, "I will answer whatever you want."

"I'll walk back." Ling Yifeng glanced at him, "You have to walk forever."

"The two of us?" Qi Zhongshan suddenly came to his senses, "Ah, no, I thought something was wrong...I thought you were going back...that house I visited last time."

Ling Yifeng stared at him, and couldn't help laughing: "Follow me forever, you are really promising."

Qi Zhongshan then laughed: "What's the matter with you, I am happy, why, can't you?"

"It's nothing." Ling Yifeng took a deep breath and stopped laughing, "Then forget it, don't go back to anyone, just eat outside the school, and come back for evening self-study after eating."

"Don't you want to eat in the cafeteria?" Qi Zhongshan raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "It's a bit tight to go out to eat."

"It's okay. By the way, is that a watch? I thought it was that... that rubber ring that basketball players always wear on their hands." Ling Yifeng didn't know how to describe it, "It's that..."

"The wristband, the prototype is the player's information belt." Qi Zhongshan said, "We are not professional players, and those who wear this are just for decoration."

"I thought you said it just to pretend to be aggressive," Ling Yifeng laughed, "I found that you are very particular about your words, and you basically don't give others subjective evaluations."

"It's just an objective statement of facts," Qi Zhongshan smiled kindly, "I can't just make a comment just because I don't like it."

Hearing these words, Ling Yifeng felt a little unreasonable in his heart.

He has liked Qi Zhongshan's character since he was a child. He listens to what others say and is patient.

In the past, when Ling Yifeng played with him, Ling Yifeng often talked non-stop, and Qi Zhongshan just listened, and then slowly digested all his emotions and problems.

The happy ones, the troubled ones, the ones you can forget when you say it, the ones that are carefully kept in your heart no one dares to say...

Qi Zhongshan can accept it calmly.

Very accommodating.

He felt that the breath that was stuffed in his chest suddenly dissipated a lot, and even the wall of his heart collapsed together.

Fuck him, hide and hide, cover up, hesitate, reconcile, just reconcile, such a stupid problem has annoyed him for almost half a month, and I really don't want to bother anymore.

Anyway, he couldn't beat Qi Zhongshan.

After thinking about it, Ling Yifeng stretched his waist, put his right hand on his left arm, and stretched his shoulders: "Let's go to the cafeteria. I invite you."

"Let me invite you, thank you for helping me publish the blackboard newspaper." Qi Zhongshan said.

Ling Yifeng took a few steps forward, made up his mind completely, turned his head and finished speaking in one breath: "I don't feel too tired to thank you all day long, Qi Zhongshan, you care so much about whether you want to reconcile."

After speaking, he turned his head back, pretending to be full of confidence, and prepared to open the door.

I don't know if it's embarrassing to be slapped in the face by myself, but Ling Yifeng's heart beat obviously faster, and he blushed easily when his heart beat faster, and he turned his head in time to prevent Qi Zhongshan from seeing it.

"Reconciled?" Qi Zhongshan keenly grasped the key words, stood up, and pressed the door bolt with his hand, "Is it?"

"No, it depends on your performance." Ling Yifeng wanted to laugh a little, "Why are you acting like a child who has done something wrong."

Ling Yifeng made such a comparison and found that Qi Zhongshan was a bit taller than him, and he had to raise his head to meet him.

The chin rests almost exactly on his shoulder.

A little too close.

Ling Yifeng took a few steps back subconsciously, Qi Zhongshan didn't chase after him, and let go of the hand holding the door, but he was a little surprised to see him blushing.

Ling Yifeng couldn't argue with anything.

Not as good as you imagined!It has nothing to do with how close you are to your face already blushing!I was embarrassing, not shy, okay!

"Why do I think your tone..." Qi Zhongshan clenched his fist and put it on the tip of his nose to slightly block it, hiding his smile, "It's a bit strange. It's like investigating a boyfriend."

"Fuck you, you really can talk." Ling Yifeng gave him a helpless look, and looked out of the window inadvertently, "I was just talking about watching your performance, if your performance is poor..."

His face suddenly changed.

Qi Chongshan followed and turned around: "Why..."

"It's fine if you don't perform well." Ling Yifeng passed him, took a few steps forward, hooked the back door open with his foot, and sneered outside, "Who told me to hang you, right Xie Hao?"

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel [Gentlemen's friendship is as light as water] for the nutrient solution × 2~

After thinking about it, I would like to climb up and add that Xie Hao is not a completely negative character, and the main cp’s reason for breaking up has nothing to do with emotional issues like third parties_(:з」∠)_

PS player information belt: the ballerIDband, which usually contains information such as the player’s name, team and number. For non-professional players, it is just a decoration under normal circumstances, called a wristband. It is quite cheap. I can buy one, but to show off, many boys will wear two or three on their hands... Keke digressed.

And some people say that wearing a wristband can prevent sweat and sprains and make shooting more accurate. I asked my brother specifically. It is said that these are just psychological effects, not the function of the wristband itself_(:з」∠)_