Picking Up Stars - Chapter 15

[Chapter 15]

In Qin Fang’s opinion, Han Xiaogong’s words are a bit nonsense. He does have a very special energy in him, a psychedelic feeling between men and women, but it is not a so-called “mother”, it is very confusing, and it does make people unconsciously set their eyes on him.

But this does not mean that Qin Fang will bend. Qin Fang has been straight for so many years, and he never minds who bends or doesn’t. Several of the rich boys and brothers who play together are bent. Qin Fang sees that they are all used to it. It’s not that he has never been in contact with homosexuality, he has been in contact with it before, but Qin Fang has no doubts about his sexuality. In his opinion, he is a straight steel pipe, and no one can bend him.

Qin Fang likes tall, thin, white girls with a clear orientation and has not changed.

So after Han Xiaogong finished saying this, Qin Fang didn’t take it seriously at all, laughed heartlessly, and said, “Okay, try it.”

After living for a few days, he got used to the life rhythm of these people’s holidays. All in all, everyone lives their own way, and no one takes the other side. This house is more like a simple residence. The relationship between these four people is not far away, but it is really not close. Zhou Siming went out early and returned late every day, so there was basically no chance to meet each other. Si Tu occasionally goes out, and other times he plays the piano downstairs, or grows flowers in the yard. There is a small flowerbed in the yard. When I came back, there was only a piece of dry and cracked soil. Now there are some green seedlings. Xing Yan also went out often, but there was no regularity. Qin Fang went out with him twice. Xing Yan just wandered around casually, without any purpose. Sometimes he bought things, and sometimes he seemed to just look around. It’s not that he follows Qin Fang every time he goes out. Qin Fang also goes out for a walk. A strange and beautiful city is very suitable for him, and he is very happy to walk along the guide every day. Compared with them, Han Xiaogong is the most stagnant. This person rarely goes out, saying that it is too hot to go out and is afraid of getting sunburned.

Qin Fang likes this kind of life very much, very, very much. Everyone is free.

But it is indeed much hotter here than in the north, and this kind of weather is quite painful outdoors. Qin Fang, who doesn’t pay attention to his skin color, feels that he has tanned a lot, so he bought himself two peaked caps when he went out one day.

When he came back, Si Tu squatted in front of the flowerbed and flipped the green plants. When he saw Qin put in, he said hello: “I’m back? Why are you still wearing a hat?”

Qin Fang said, “It can cover the sun anyway.” ”

I suggest you don’t wear it.” Si Tu took a small watering can and sprayed some water on the plants.

Give you a sunscreen, and you can apply it.”

Qin Fang took off his hat and walked in: “No need, keep it for yourself.”

Han Xiaogong looked at Qin Fang, and laughed: “Where’s the hair?”

” Shaved.” Qin Fang licked his head, “Hot.”

As a handsome boy who is quite confident in his appearance, Qin Fang had no pressure to shave his head, and just sat there and pushed his hair. Qin Fang’s face was able to hold his face when he picked someone with an inch head. After shaving his head, his temperament changed again.

Han Xiaogong leaned on the sofa and looked back at Qin Fang. He squinted and smiled and said, “Brother is so handsome. Now you are the most popular type. You can’t find it.”

Qin Fang glanced at him and said, “Then You also shaved.”

Han Xiaogong grabbed his hair, shook his head and smiled: “This is my capital.” In the

evening when Qin was playing with the camera in his room, Xing Yan called him, and Qin Fang answered: “What’s wrong?”

Xing Yan asked him, “Have you eaten yet?”

Qin Fang: “Not yet.”

Xing Yan said, “Come out.”

Qin Fang raised his eyebrows: “Where are you going?”

Xing Yan said on the phone: ” The door.”

Qin Fang didn’t bother to wear a hat when there was no sun at night, so he went out directly. As a result, the two looked at each other as soon as they met, eye to eye, and both laughed after a while.

Xing Yan asked him, “Where’s your hair?”

Qin Fang asked him with a smile, “What about your hair?”

Xing Yan had a mobile phone in his hand, but now he put it up and said, “I shave every year. ”

After Xing Yan shaved his hair, his temperament also changed a bit. The two of them were very interesting. Qin Fang looked fiercer than before after shaving his hair, adding a little ruffianness. After Xing Yan shaved his hair, the sense of estrangement faded, and the look between his brows and eyes was no longer so fierce, and he looked milder than before.

The two got on a bus and sat at the back. There is no air conditioner in the car, but the windows are open, and the sun is not so hot at night. The wind blows a bit when the car starts, but it’s cool.

The bus lingered for 40 minutes, making the two inch-headed boys a little sleepy. Getting out of the car was a bit foggy and didn’t know the direction.

Qin Fang asked, “Brother Yan, where are you going to sell me today?”

Xing Yan yawned slowly, and said, “I forgot a bit.”

Qin Fang made him laugh and walked beside Xing Yan, Two tall boys walking side by side on the road, this picture is quite eye-catching.

Xing Yan brought him to a noodle restaurant. The small restaurant is not big, but it looks quite new. Qin Fang asked, “Does it have a story?”

“Why does it have a story.” Xing Yan pushed open the door and walked in.

“I came here so far, I thought there would be a story.” Qin Fang followed him in. Xing Yan found a small table and sat down, and said to Qin Fang, “I’ve been eating at his house

for fifteen years, okay?

”

Recently renovated, with new plaques and new wooden tables and chairs. The taste is really good, but it’s not enough to surprise Qin Fang. For many people who come here to eat noodles, what they eat is a memory from a long time.

Xing Yan said that when he was a child, the boss and the proprietress were a young couple, and now it is said that his son is about to go to college. The boss and his wife spoke with such a heavy accent that Qin Fang couldn’t understand them well.

Xing Yan had no difficulty talking to them, but he spoke Mandarin. After dinner, when the two walked slowly to the bus stop, Qin Fang asked, “I haven’t heard you speak the local dialect, can you speak it?”

“Yes,” Xing Yan said, “born and raised here.”

“Then how about you? Don’t tell me?” Qin Fang looked at him and asked.

Xing Yan didn’t speak at first, then smiled, lowered his head and said, “The temperament doesn’t match, you see who speaks a dialect that is not native.”

His answer made Qin Fang stunned for a while, and then the laugh was broken. Can’t stop laughing. He always felt that Xing Yan’s body was innately pretentious, and he was very compatible with him. From head to toe, there was a cold and unfamiliar breath. Now that he heard the phrase “incompatible temperament” from Xing Yan’s mouth, Qin Fang felt that the character of Xing Yan’s cruel brother was about to collapse.

Qin Fang laughed for a long time, and then asked, “It’s hard to maintain a character, isn’t it?”

Xing Yan’s voice also contained a smile: “It’s okay.”

It is very pleasant to take a walk after dinner to digest food. Qin Fang these days Staying with Xing Yan, the relationship between the two is already very close.

Xing Yan asked him, “Do you like it here?”

“I quite like it,” Qin Fang looked around, at the prosperous old banyan trees by the roadside, at the leisurely passers-by, “slow tone, warm colors.”

Xing Yan Without saying a word, Qin Fang turned his head and asked him, “Do you like it?”

Xing Yan shook his head, expressionless on his face, and whispered, “I don’t like it, but I’m used to it.”

When he said this Qin Fang felt inexplicably dull. He looked at the tip of Xing Yan’s chin when he lowered his head, and felt that he was alone.

Qin Fang then said softly, “Leave if you don’t like it.”

“Well.” Maybe it’s because I’m in a good mood today, or maybe it’s because the relationship with Qin Fang is really close, Xing Yan doesn’t talk as much as before, he raises his hand He pulled a leaf and rubbed it lightly with his fingertips, “Leaving.”

刑炎把树叶放在唇间，试了两次，发出清亮的哨音。秦放挑起眉，刑炎看他一眼，之后用那片叶子吹了个调。

秦放挺惊讶的，也扯了片叶子，擦干净之后放嘴边试了下，吹不响。

“别试了，”刑炎含着那片叶子说，“我练了好多年。”

秦放说：“教我。”

刑炎摇头，不留情面拒绝：“不教。”

秦放失笑：“小气啊。”

刑炎没理他，持着那片叶子又吹了个调。挺耳熟的，但秦放一时有点想不起来是哪首童谣。

这晚的刑炎给秦放的感觉不太一样，不知道是因为他的一些话，还是因为他剃了头发。

那晚秦放关灯了之后秦放躺床上跟华桐发消息。

华桐说：你都玩什么了，来点照片瞅瞅。

秦放给他甩了几张照片过去。

华山英俊老桐树：你一千多公里就去跟大爷大妈逛公园去了？

秦放：啊。

华山英俊老桐树：这境界我怕是达不到。

秦放：放你的鸡鸭鹅吧。

华桐奶奶家养了好多家禽，华桐一打电话背景音咯咯嘎嘎哒哒的十分热闹。华桐跟他闲聊了几句，之后问他：你住哪儿？

秦放：住在一栋老房子里。

华桐问：老房子？民宿？

秦放：算吧，民宿。跟刑炎和周斯明，还有其他俩朋友。

华桐那边安静了半天，之后发了个简单的“我靠”，然后问：你们这是什么魔幻组合？

Qin Fang also thought it was funny and laughed.

He didn’t chat with Huatong for too long. The Internet on Huatong’s side was not very good, and it was intermittent. Qin put down the bed and went to charge the mobile phone. After charging, he came back to see that the mobile phone was still lit by Xingyan. Qin Fang asked casually, “Didn’t you sleep?

” Xing Yan said “um”.

Qin Fang said “good night” to him.

Xing Yan also told him again.

Si Tu occasionally plays the piano at night, and his sound is very soft, gentle and long. Qin Fang closed his eyes and listened to the sound of his piano. He enjoyed it very much, and would not feel restless and disturbed.

There was a sound from the courtyard door outside. It should be Zhou Siming, who had returned late. He opened the door softly, and when he went upstairs, he didn’t make any sound. He didn’t break the silence of the room abruptly, nor did he interrupt the sound of Si Tu’s piano.

The moonlight shone through the window, and the courtyard walls were mottled with red bricks. From Qin Fang’s point of view, looking out the window, he could just see the vibrant little flowerbed.

Qin Fang rolled over, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep. There is a bottle of aromatherapy placed by Han Xiaogong on the table, which smells good and helps sleep.

This city, this yard, this house, the few people who live here.

All this gave Qin Fang a mottled feeling, like an old movie, old and beautiful.

[End of This Chapter]