just want to tease you

Luan Xing took out his mobile phone and dialed Qin Yan's number, who answered after waiting for a while.First there was a noise, and then Qin Yan seemed to have arrived at a quiet place. He seemed to have drunk a lot, and his voice was a little floaty.

"Luan Xing...hasn't slept yet?"

"Why are you sleeping? I just finished class!" Luan Xing looked up helplessly at the sky, and he saw Qin Yan by the window on the second floor. He raised his hand and waved vigorously, "Brother Qin Yan!"

Qin Yan froze for a moment, glanced behind him first, then slowly moved his gaze downstairs, under the streetlight in the courtyard, Luan Xing was leaning on the streetlight pole, holding the mobile phone in one hand, and waving it with the other hand Swinging away, when they looked at each other, Qin Yan felt that Luan Xing's eyes were full of stars.He couldn't help murmuring: "Xingxing..."

The voice was too low for Luan Xing to hear clearly. Afraid of disturbing others, he took out his earphones and put his phone in his pocket.

Qin Yan leaned against the window and listened to the rustling voices below. After the other party had done something, he said slowly, "Won't you say happy birthday to me?"

I don't know if it's the night or the intoxicating voice, when Luan Xing heard the murmur in his ear, his heart beat fast, and the heat on his face quickly spread to his neck, he stammered: "Say...of course... ...Happy birthday, Qin Yan...brother."

When he said this, Luan Xing lowered his head, Qin Yan couldn't see his expression, but Qin Yan just thought it was cute, very cute.

The flamboyant little bastard and the shy cutie can switch between the two at will, which makes him both loving and annoying.

For some reason, Qin Yan wanted to bully the other party. He cleared his throat and said calmly, "I have received your blessing. Go back quickly. There is still class tomorrow."

Luan Xing raised his head in disbelief, I ran over from a long distance, before the gift is delivered, you drive me away! !

So, the little cutie turned into a little bastard in a second!

"I'm not leaving!" Luan Xing snorted heavily, hung up the phone, ran to the bicycle and took out the guitar.Leaning on the lamppost again, hugging the guitar, putting his index finger to his lips, he winked at Qin Yan.

With such a simple blink of an eye, like an arrow, it pierced into his heart.

Accompanied by the brisk guitar sound, Qin Yan's heartbeat began to speed up.

In the quiet small courtyard, the sound of tinkling guitars almost made people intoxicated.Qin Yan who was leaning against the window, Meng Wei who was hiding behind a big tree, and even the clerk at the cashier on the first floor were immersed in the sudden music.

Luan Xing closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and sang intoxicatedly: "Happybirth..."

Like a pebble breaking a calm lake, in an instant, the sound of nature turns into noise.The few people who just listened to the music wanted to cover their ears.Two people have already done so.

The only one who abused himself was still standing by the window on the second floor, and even laughed because of the contrast.

Seeing Qin Yan's smile, Luan Xing sang even more vigorously.

At the end of the song, Luan Xing eagerly looked at the second floor begging for praise.

Qin Yan lived up to his expectations, pointed to the mobile phone, and Luan Xing quickly took it out of his pocket.

"Thank you, I like it very much."

Encouraged, Luan Xing said excitedly: "Then let me sing you another song!"

"Don't!" Qin Yan coughed lightly, "I mean, it's getting late, you have class tomorrow, go home quickly."

"Okay then, I'll sing it to you again when I have a chance."

"Well, go back quickly and pay attention to safety on the road."

Luan Xing hung up the phone reluctantly, and stood there dawdling, not wanting to leave.

"What's the ink stain?" As early as Luan Xing opened his mouth, Meng Wei wished he had stretched out his hand to cover Luan Xing's mouth. He wanted to play another song regardless of his ability, but Luan Xing's girlfriend promised him that he would not... Eh, man?

Meng Wei just hid behind a tree, a little far away, and saw a shadow on the second floor, thought that Luan Xing's girlfriend was taller, but unexpectedly she was a man, contacted the person Luan Xing said was very good to him before, Meng Wei couldn't help but think of herself, but it's a pity that Luan Xing has the courage and the ability to act, and she can only watch the figure of that person get farther and farther away from her.

"Let's go." Luan Xing followed Meng Wei's footsteps and took a few steps towards the bicycle. Just before leaving, he looked back to the second floor. Qin Yan was still standing there, and his eyes kept falling on himself. The guitar was handed to Meng Wei, and he ran back by himself.

"Hey--"

Luan Xing didn't run into the small building, he still stood downstairs looking at Qin Yan hesitating to speak, after several struggles, he finally said nothing.

"Luan Xing—" Feeling drunk, Qin Yan didn't know why he called him. One of them was upstairs and the other was downstairs, looking at each other from a distance.

"Why did you come outside, the protagonist?" Cao Run's voice came from the other end of the corridor, and he strode over, holding Qin Yan's shoulders and looking downstairs, "Which beauty seduced you... Hey, little girl Xingxing! Why didn’t you come up when we arrived, hurry up!”

Luan Xing woke up like a dream, he smiled and said: "No need, I have class tomorrow, I'm going home first!"

"Be careful on the road!" Cao Run said, pulling Qin Yanchao back.

Under the big tree, Meng Wei had already carried the guitar and was sitting on the bicycle seat. Seeing him coming over, he jokingly said, "I thought you would run upstairs."

Luan Xing shook his head, maybe Qin Yan is really good to him now, but he dare not take a step forward, presumably Qin Yan also thinks so.

A high school student and a traffic policeman who have worked for several years, even if the two can get together in the future, it is definitely not now.

"That's Qin's father. He definitely wants me to study hard before the college entrance examination." It's more worthy of the name than his own father. He looked at the time and said, "Are you hungry? I'm sorry to trouble you today. I'll treat you to dinner."

"Next time, ever since I heard you sing, my stomach has been churning, and I'm afraid I'm going to spit it out after eating."

Luan Xing rode for a few meters before he realized that Meng Wei was scolding him for singing badly. He became angry from embarrassment: "I think you are disgusting Wei, every day this is disgusting and that is also disgusting!"

"It's better than your tone deafness. I was puzzled. Didn't you say that today is the birthday of a person who treats you very well? If you sing this kind of song to him, what kind of enmity is it?"

It was related to Qin Yan, Luan Xing lost his confidence, he asked uncertainly: "Is it really that ugly?"

Meng Wei pinched the handbrake, put one foot on the ground, and said solemnly: "I think he can tolerate you to finish singing, it's really true love."

After hearing this, Luan Xing didn't know whether to be happy or sad...

Luan Xing didn't believe in evil, and saw that Luan Zheng was still up when he returned home. As the person who tolerated him the most in the family, Luan Xing invited cheekily: "Brother, I practiced a song for you recently?"

"Okay." Luan Zheng not only agreed, but also poured a glass of red wine in his hand, sat on a chair on the balcony and listened with eyes closed.

Luan Xing watched Luan Zheng's expression while playing.

When he started playing, Luan Zheng closed his eyes, took a sip of red wine from time to time, and tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table.

He took a deep breath, and just after singing two syllables, Luan Zheng spit out the wine and coughed for a long time.

The old man who lived on the third floor yelled, "Luan Xing, what are you crying about in the middle of the night!!!"

Luan Zheng stopped coughing, and comforted him kindly: "Actually, he plays pretty well."

It also plays well...

Luan Xing locked himself in the bedroom with his guitar in his arms.

What kind of gift is this! !