The kiss last night still seemed like a scene that happened only a few seconds ago, which made Ling Ke's heart rise and fall, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.
He lay quietly on the bed and recalled the call Qi Feng said to himself before going to bed, and repeatedly chewed on the phrase "I still like you". For the first time, he began to wonder if Qi Feng would not be as straightforward as he imagined. ; Or, is it possible that Qi Feng likes himself a little - the same kind of like he does.
Qi Feng can accept playing couple games with the same sex, can accept the touch of the same sex, and even accept tongue kisses with the same sex... All signs show that Qi Feng can accept men by himself.
Of course, Qi Feng has to insist on claiming that he is a straight man, but he is more open in this regard, so Ling Ke has nothing to say. After all, he really doesn't understand what straight men are thinking now.
But if the assumption just now comes true, Ling Ke still has a question he can't understand - why does Qi Feng want him to play the fake boyfriend
Everyone said "I still like you", so why not just confess? So to a certain extent, Qi Feng still couldn't accept playing with him, so he proposed "pretend"
That is, the stage of "more than friendship, less than lovers"...
On this basis, Qi Feng flirted with him unscrupulously, without having to think about whether he should be responsible for his actions.
…
Thinking of this, Ling Ke felt very uncomfortable.
If he is really a straight man, then no matter how Qi Feng teases him, it doesn't matter to him, it is impossible for him to be moved anyway.
But he is not, not only that, he also secretly has a secret crush on Qi Feng, an unintentional act of Qi Feng may be fatal torture to him.
If Qi Feng's "positioning" for Ling Ke is the same as what he understands, it can be said to be abusive.
Qi Feng said that he was obsessed with physical cleanliness, and Ling Ke was the same.
But in addition to physical cleanliness, he also has emotional cleanliness—
In high school, he thought that Qi Feng was a straight man, so he completely closed his heart, and only regarded the other party as the object of self-destruction.
When he bumped into Qi Feng and Xiao Zhi on a date before, he thought to himself: If Qi Feng likes others, then go for it, I'll just stay away from you.
And now, if Qi Feng just treats him as a remedy and a shield before he meets true love - then I'm sorry, in this game, I'm just playing with you, and it's never true.
He sticks to the psychological defense line, and even if he is abused to a seventh-level internal injury, he will never vomit a drop of blood in front of the opponent.
After sipping the lips that had been kissed by the other party, Ling Ke felt a sweet and sour feeling in her heart...
After all, he didn't dare to take risks until he was 100% sure of Qi Feng's sincerity.
Just as he was thinking, the bathroom door opened.
Qi Feng walked out of it and glanced at him lightly: "Are you awake?"
The other party's expression and tone were not lukewarm, and there was no reaction that one should have after having "intimate contact" with the "favorite person".
Ling Ke's heart sank, and he smiled bitterly to himself—very good, it seemed that he was the only one who was cranky.
He sat up from the bed with a blank face, ready to get dressed.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door: "Qi Feng, Ling Ke, are you in this room?"
It was Yao Jing's voice, Qi Feng was stunned, walked over and opened a crack in the door.
"Have you woken up? You haven't responded to any messages in the group... Ah! Your room is so loving!"
Seeing the arrangement in their room, Yao Jing stretched her neck and pushed the door in, trying to find out.
Qi Feng quickly grabbed the sweater beside the bed and threw it to Ling Ke, and expelled her with a smile: "Go, go, what are you looking at, do you still have any restraint as a girl? Ling Ke hasn't gotten up yet!"
Ling Ke, who was still wearing short-sleeved pajamas, was wrapped in a quilt and looked confused...
He quickly put on his clothes, grabbed his pants and jumped into the bathroom, only to find that the glass in the single-person shower room was splashed with water.
… Um? Qi Feng just took a bath
Ling Ke's brain is a mess, what kind of bath should I take in the morning in winter
After washing up, Qi Feng explained, "Yao Jing came to say hello to us, saying that the girls have already cleaned up, and will wait for us to check out. We will have breakfast together in a while. We have to hurry up."
Ling Ke: "Oh..."
The two neatly packed their hands and feet, and after a while, a few girls came over again, probably because they heard what Yao Jing said, they all wanted to visit their room.
Dai Yiwei: "Wow, your room is still facing the river, is it too romantic?"
Cen Tong: "Yes, ours is a darkroom with no windows, so angry!"
Zhang Wenqin: "It's obviously only less than 20 yuan for one person's room fee, why do I feel that the conditions are very different..."
Yao Jing: "Haha, let's not be envious. When we have a boyfriend, we will come again, and then we will be able to live in this kind of couple's room."
…
Their discussion was quite normal, but Qi Feng and Ling Ke still felt guilty when they heard words like "boyfriend" and "couple room", as if they had done something shameful here last night...
After checking out, the six of them simply ate breakfast and decided to go shopping.
Especially girls, their accommodation fees are cheaper than them, and they don't take any fancy boats, and they still have some spare money. Several people plan to see if there are cheap trinkets and buy them back as souvenirs.
Relatively speaking, Qi Feng and Ling Ke were more miserable. They ate seven or eight yuan for a breakfast, and now they have only twenty yuan left in their hands after deducting the ticket fee. It's lunch.
So, when the girls were shopping, these two poor guys could only stand in front of the store, blowing the cold wind desolately.
The girls each bought a bunch of small wind chimes in one store, and a folding fan with the silhouette of the ancient town printed in another store.
Qi Feng followed behind them. Seeing what they were buying, he searched the Internet and whispered to Ling Ke: "That wind chime and a certain treasure only cost eight yuan, so they lost money... The wholesale price of that folding fan on Alibaba is only three yuan. Selling for fifteen, tsk tsk tsk... huge profits!"
Ling Ke only wanted to laugh when he heard it. He knew that Qi Feng's actions were somewhat self-comforting, but he was still too cute by the other party's words and deeds.
"Let's stop sour grapes and just admit that we don't have money to spend." Ling Ke said with a smile.
"No, no, this is not the sour grape mentality. Even if I still have money, I won't buy anything that can be bought anywhere. It's meaningless." Qi Feng said seriously.
Ling Ke: "Then what do you want to buy if you have money?"
Qi Feng: "I haven't seen anything that I particularly want. I'll talk about it when I see it..."
Walking along, the group passed a woodcarving hall. The door of the hall was hung with a plaque of "XX ancestral woodcarving". Compared with other shops, the facade looked a little shabby, and the shop was also very deserted. There was only an old man squatting in the shop, quietly carving against a log.
There are several of his works on display at the door, including large objects such as wood-carved chairs and wood-carved low stools, as well as some wood-carved jars and wood-carved boxes.
Although they are all handmade, the style is really old, and it is estimated that it can only attract uncle-level customers.
But Qi Feng suddenly couldn't move his footsteps when he came here. He lowered his head and walked around, looking at the few things.
It happened that the girls walked into a small shop not far away to look at the ethnic bracelets. Ling Ke accompanied Qi Feng to watch the wood carvings here. He remembered what the other party had just said and asked, "Do you want to buy this?"
Qi Feng picked up a wooden carving bowl and joked, "This bowl is pretty good, why don't I buy one and sell it on the street?"
Ling Ke couldn't help laughing: "What kind of art do you know how to take pictures with people?" He knew that Qi Feng could play the violin, but Qi Feng didn't bring it.
Qi Feng shook his shoulders: "I've learned a few hip-hop..."
At this moment, a desolate voice sounded faintly: "This bowl is one hundred and eighty yuan."
Qi Feng & Ling Ke: "..."
It turned out that the old man who was working inside was attracted by their patronage and raised his head to answer.
Qi Feng put down the bowl embarrassingly, and pretended to touch the wooden box on the side.
As a result, the old man just looked at him like this, and when he saw which one he touched, he took the initiative to quote the price: "400 for the box, 500 for the wooden altar, 1,200 for the chair..."
Qi Feng withdrew his hand tremblingly.
Seeing that he was silent, the old man said, "If you really want it, the chair will cost you 1,000 yuan."
Qi Feng wants to cry but has no tears, does he look like a rich man
"Uncle, I'll take a look..." Qi Feng said weakly.
The old man said kindly: "Then look at it, be careful." Then he lowered his head and got busy.
Ling Ke looked at Qi Feng's shabby face, and couldn't bear to laugh until his stomach hurt.
Qi Feng chatted with the old man while admiring the wood carving: "How long does it take you to carve such a thing?"
The old man: "The younger one is three or five days old, and the older one is half a month younger."
Qi Feng opened his mouth and was a little surprised: "Then you need so much money, isn't it a loss?"
The old man said sincerely: "I am a traditional craft supported by the government. It is said that it is the cultural heritage of our town. I don't understand it. Anyway, I don't have to pay the door rent here. deficit."
Qi Feng shook his head and sighed, "You carve so beautifully, as long as the cost of raw materials is enough? At least 30% to 50% of the cost of craftsmanship should be added."
The old man smiled: "No matter how expensive it is, no one will buy it. What's the use of carving something that can't be sold."
Qi Feng: "This is also..."
At this time, a few girls who were buying accessories next door stuck their heads out, asking Ling Ke and Qi Feng to go over and see if the bracelets they picked looked good.
Ling could see that Qi Feng was still talking to the old man, so he went over first, and when they finished shopping, he saw that Qi Feng also came out of the woodcarving shop with a look of joy as if he had obtained some kind of treasure.
Without waiting for Ling Ke to ask, Qi Feng took the initiative to come over and show him his hand as if offering a treasure.
I saw a flat wooden block lying in his palm, with a line of words carved on it: Lin_K
Ling Ke: "…"
Qi Feng put the engraved wooden plaque in his hand, and explained with a smile: "Uncle said it is red sandalwood, and he also punched a small hole so that a rope can be worn as a bracelet, or a keychain, which can be worn in the The more you wear it, the brighter it gets..."
Ling Ke's hands trembled, and a wave of heat rushed to his heart: "Why give it to me? Did you do it yourself?"
Qi Feng: "No, I just made one for you, so what, didn't I promise you, a birthday present for you? Although it only cost 20 yuan, don't dislike it, this is my car except for going back. The only money left."
[Interlude]
(one)
Qi Feng: "Are you awake?" (indifferent)
Aah, I just licked my hair in the bathroom thinking about Coco, what should I do? Be calm! Don't let Coco see it! (/ω＼)
(two)
When the girls saw Qi Feng and Ling Ke showing the wooden sign in front of them.
They feel that no matter how much they buy, they still lose...