88. There is a time when the song ends
Yang Yao was slowly packing up his things in the room, and Lu Qi stood at the door looking at him. The room is very clean, the quilt is properly folded at the end of the bed, like a tofu block, it looks like Lu Qing's handwriting, the wall is full of awards, and the glass cabinet next to the desk is also full of trophies, which is enough to see how good her brother is.
She looked at it for a while, her thumb and index finger rubbed unconsciously, she really couldn't help it, her eyes rolled, she helped Yang Yao close the door and went back to her room, took out the ashtray she hid under the bed, and lit a cigarette without hurry. Lu Qi's addiction to smoking is a bit heavy, she thought about quitting smoking, but it didn't work, when she wanted to smoke, her heart was itching, and the more she couldn't bear the itchy feeling, the stronger it was.
Then she simply went willfully, and her familiar movements were the same as those of an old smoking gun that had been smoked for more than ten years. Lu Qi spit out the smoke, "tsk", extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and the poor cigarette that still had half of the cigarette left died like this.
Lu Qi opened the curtain abruptly to disperse the smell, this matter was well hidden in front of her in Quhe, and her tail was not exposed at all. Just now I was just looking for a small outlet.
People will always touch the scene, and after accumulating for a long time, they will explode on a very small thing, like throwing a powerful bomb on the water that has been silent for a long time, and then return to calm after exploding countless splashes.
Then accumulate again to bursts, and so on until numb.
But it was clear that Yang Yao was not one of them, and for him the silent silence would be better than the comfort of all different emotions.
Yang Yao knows this truth, and Lu Qi also knows it very well, they all understand this truth, so they don't like to say those superficial words that are false and wronged.
Clean, neat, and the room was as authentic as his people.
Yang Yao knows how good he is, and he is proud of his history. Then he buried this pride and turned it into endless thoughts.
He cleaned up his mood and didn't plan to reminisce anymore, he didn't want to lose his temper in the world of Qu Gu, he wanted Qu Gu to know, I would be fine, and I would make you feel at ease.
Qu He and Lu Qing didn't come back until noon, and Yang Yao was still very nervous when he saw them, and his palms were full of sweat.
Qu He, like Qu Gu, has a quiet and gentle personality, can support a world on the outside, and can hold a spoon on the inside, and is the best choice for a good wife and mother.
The brother and sister have a temperament that follows their mother and a temperament that follows their father, which is quite complementary. But now, Lu Qi has taken on the role of two people by himself, thousands of people with thousands of faces, talking about people when they see people, talking about ghosts when they see ghosts, and pretending to be stupid if they are neither human nor ghosts.
Qu He's attitude really relieved Yang Yao, after a morning of self-suffering, he finally relaxed and was able to tease them normally. Lu Qi saw it in his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.
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"How did you get up?" Lu Qi leaned on the wall of the rooftop, holding the fire that was clearly extinguished in his hand, "Come on?" β
"Here's one." Yang Yao nodded, and sat down on the ground without any scruples. One Thousand Four's FOG Essential Athletic Shorts came into close contact with the earth.
Lu Qi smiled and threw the cigarette case to him, "The lighter is in the box." β
Yang Yao nodded, yo! He raised an eyebrow, Zippo's unicorn spirit animal.
snapped and lit it, looked at Lu Qi, who was infected by the night, and said, "Uncle said that you like to go to the rooftop when you are in a bad mood." β
Lu Qi glanced at him, and his mind turned around before he realized that he was answering her last question. In his heart, he touched his nose and chuckled: "I'm fine, my dad just worries too much, I just come up to blow the wind." β
Listening to these words, Yang Yao didn't poke her, and looked at her with a smile in his eyes: "How are you and Qi Ran?" β
Lu Qi looked at him coldly, and his eyebrows showed impatience with this name: "Good and dignified, what are you mentioning him for?" I don't have anything to do with him, and if I have to say it, I'm not familiar with the neighbor. Because of the guitar matter, although Lu Qi said that he didn't care about Qi Ran anymore, he still resisted him in his heart. Yang Yao also understands that he may not be able to tell what kind of people he will make.
He laughed and teased: "Qi Ran looks like it's interesting to you." β
"Heh," Lu Qi rolled his eyes disdainfully, annoyed at the thought of the painting seller trying to pester her all day long, "He regarded me as the prototype of the character in his painting." β
The subconscious meaning of this sentence is: look, he is not interesting to me, he approached me for his work, don't think too much.
Yang Yao "tsk" twice and didn't say anything. Lu Qi was upset when he heard this, so he also sat down, faced him and said, "I'm a bachelor, and you were laughing at me just now?" β
"I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!" Yang Yao's eyes widened and he denied, "Your little girl in her twenties is pursuing singleness now, and she won't think like this in the future." β
Lu Qi sighed, his face was serious, and he decided to talk to Yang Yao well: "Putting aside my singleness for the time being, if it weren't for the sake of him and you knowing, I would never talk to him so calmly!" If I knew that the guitar really couldn't hold up, I wouldn't have discussed it with him in a good voice, let alone helped him again and again, and ......."
"Wait!" Before he finished speaking, Yang Yao interrupted Lu Qi, who was twisting his eyebrows and almost breaking his fingers: "You said you helped him three times or five times?" β
The suspicion in this tone is difficult for Lu Qi to hear or not.
ββ¦β¦ Rise. Lu Qi was quite dissatisfied with the interruption, staring at Yang Yao with wide eyes, and no one blinked.
Yang Yao also hooked up with her, his eyelashes trembled, and he said without blinking: "I didn't expect you to give love, it's amazing." β
Lu Qi frowned, grabbed his ankles with both hands, and sneered when he heard this, "I can't imagine that there is a thicker skin in the world besides you." β
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At first glance, it sounded like he was scolding Qi Ran, but in fact, he was still scolding Yang Yao around the corner, and he also brought Qi Ran with him with a chain reaction.
Qi Ran, who was far away in City A, touched his ears, why was it so itchy?
"You're attacking me personally?"
"Yes, you're not attacking me personally."
This unnutritious conversation looks like a kindergarten child pecking at each other.
"Heh," Yang Yao sneered with an ugly face: "I just carried out a small-scale ridicule of words and deeds, but you are a psychological and physical attack with a personal color!" β
He pulled away the hand that was desperately holding his poor ankle, and his eyes were red and he complained: "Your hand is too strong, you are so hard, be careful that you can't get married!" β
Lu Qi's eyes moved, he wanted to roll his eyes and gave up, gritted his teeth and said, "What qualifications do you have to talk about me as an old man?" Thirty-year-olds, rich women can't climb one, what's the use of you?! β
"Phew!" Yang Yao was so angry that tears came out of his eyes, "Lao Tzu's face, just chasing me can be lined up from Sanwei to Jiefang Road West Street!" β
Lu Qi expressed appropriate ridicule at his words, as if the old mother was worried about her son: "I think you should go to the sea to hang a sign, maybe you will meet love around the corner?" When the time comes, how good it would be to bring your crush ashore for a lifetime. β
Yang Yao was stunned, his eyelashes trembled twice with a sense of presence, and the tears flowed more and more, as if he had reacted, staring at Lu Qi suspiciously: "Are you trying to trick me into blinking my eyes?!" β
"Alas......" Lu Qi also shed tears and sighed regretfully, "I was discovered by you." β
Finally, in this naΓ―ve and indescribable invisible confrontation where whoever blinks first loses, the curtain came to an end with a tie between the two.
Lu Qi "leaned", covered his eyes with both hands that were so sore that he couldn't open them, and his brows were furrowed. Yang Yao's situation was no better than her, the two scolded each other with their eyes closed, and laughed when they scolded, from the secrecy at the beginning to the presumptuous at the back.
Yang Yao got up holding his aching stomach, patted the ash on his pants and began to walk down, "Don't think about it so much, you have to get up early tomorrow and go to bed early." β
Lu Qi's lips hooked a bitter arc, and he couldn't figure out whether he had to comfort her.
"Hmm", which is a response to him.
When I went down, I saw Qu He sitting alone in the living room reading a book, and when he saw that they were all back, he closed the book and went back to the house, and the bright incandescent light disappeared suddenly, leaving the warmth of the room.