[Collection] Six Worlds

Qu Lang found a small stall selling mobile phone film at the subway entrance next to his gym. The small owner of the stall was a young man wearing glasses, with a bookish expression on his face.Qu Lang found it very interesting that one table and two stools of this small stall were borrowed by the little boss from a nearby restaurant, and they had to be moved twice due to his stature.

"It looks pretty good."

Qu Lang stared at the subway entrance through the floor-to-ceiling window, the little boss who was sitting on a bench waiting for business to arrive, and suddenly felt that he needed to put a film on his phone.

Taking out the mobile phone he had just bought, Qu Lang mercilessly tore off the side film of the mobile phone, then gave a few words to the staff in the gym, and went downstairs towards the subway entrance.

"Boss, put on a film."

Qu Lang sat on the stool opposite the young man, and placed the mobile phone in front of the young man.

"Ten yuan." The young man's voice was as calm as his expression.

Qu Lang asked: "Don't you ask me how much I want to put on the film?"

The young man replied: "I only have ten pieces of film."

It was only then that Qu Lang discovered that the young man's film booth was a bit pitiful, which was probably why he became the young man's first customer.

"Okay, then post ten yuan." Qu Lang continued to abuse his mobile phone without feeling sorry.

"I'm the coach of that gym." Qu Lang pointed to the second floor of the office building next to him, and put on his most sincere smile, "What about you? Are you a professional film maker?"

When Qu Lang was talking, the young man took out a film, opened the package, and then found that Qu Lang's phone itself had a film, so the young man put down the new film and began to tear the film on Qu Lang's phone. Simple and rude.

Before the end of Qu Lang's question was finished, he heard a slight "boom".

The young man's unsmiling face became more serious: "I tore off the screen of your mobile phone."

Qu Lang looked at the mobile phone whose screen had been detached in the young man's hand, feeling a little complicated, and finally didn't say the sentence "Are you the one who put the film on or took the phone apart".On second thought, this seems like an opportunity?

Qu Lang took back his mobile phone from the young man, looked at it carefully, and then imitated the young man's serious expression and said, "Take out your mobile phone."

The young man blinked, then took out his mobile phone, and began to break the screen with his hands.

Qu Lang stood up and grabbed his hand in a jerk: "What are you doing?"

The young man didn't care about his hand being held by Qu Lang: "Remove the screen of my mobile phone, don't you want to do that?"

Qu Lang had a black line on his face: "What do I want your phone screen for? Unlock it, give it to me."

The young man obediently gave the phone to Qu Lang: "My phone is not locked."

Qu Lang took the young man's mobile phone, created a new contact, entered his mobile phone number, and changed the note name to "A Qu Lang", so that his name would appear at the top of the young man's communication list, and then dialed.Although the screen of Qu Lang's own mobile phone was removed, he still received the call firmly.

Qu Lang returned the mobile phone to the young man, then picked up his mobile phone, and created a new contact for the missed call.

"What's your name?"

"Lin Yibai."

"Which words?"

"Shuangmulin, the unit is [-] million, and the color is white."

Lin Yibai's tone without any emotional changes from the beginning to the end made Qu Lang feel like he was interrogating a prisoner with a high IQ who was so calm that he was almost ruthless.

Shaking off the uniform PLAY in his mind, Qu Lang continued: "I'll repair my phone tomorrow, and I'll ask you for the repair fee when the time comes."

Lin Yibai nodded: "Okay."

Qu Lang continued to look for topics: "I don't think your technique looks like a professional film-sticker." Qu Lang said it very tactfully, but in fact he wanted to say that Lin Yibai's technique doesn't look like a film-sticker. Not to mention professional.

Lin Yibai didn't speak, so Qu Lang could only continue to say, "So why are you setting up a stall here?"

Lin Yibai frowned: "A part-time job assigned by the school."

Qu Lang finally saw an expression other than blank on Lin Yibai's face, and he could see that Lin Yibai was very helpless about this "part-time job".

Qu Lang felt amused inexplicably: "So, what is the goal of your part-time job?"

Lin Yibai said: "Tonight, at least 10 films will be completed."

Qu Lang was silent for a while, he began to wonder if the person who assigned Lin Yibai this part-time job knew about Lin Yibai's film-making skills, assigned him to such a technical position as film-making, and asked him to post 10 pieces of paper in one night. .

Qu Lang took out a big red bill and handed it to Lin Yibai: "I'll buy you ten films, and you can turn in the task."

Lin Yibai thought about it for a while, and felt that 10 single films and selling 10 films seemed to be equated, so he accepted the money, and then took out 9 new mobile phone films, and the one that he had removed just now The packaged mobile phone film was handed to Qu Lang together, and he added "Thank you".

Qu Lang looked at the 10 cell phone films with different models, and deliberately laughed at him: "You don't need to thank me, I'm afraid that you will continue to harm other people's cell phones."

Lin Yibai agreed: "That's why I want to thank you even more."

Qu Lang also said to him solemnly: "You're welcome."

Lin Yibai got up and began to tidy up his stall. Qu Lang stopped his movements: "If you go back so early, will they believe that you have completed 10 sheets of film?"

Lin Yibai was puzzled: "I got the money, why don't you believe me?"

"Can you complete 10 single films in such a short time?"

"I sold 10 films, here you are."

Qu Lang felt his chest hold his breath: "Are you going to tell them directly that someone bought you 10 films?"

Lin Yibai nodded of course.

Qu Lang knew that it was silly for him to buy 10 cell phone film at once, but he didn't want others to know that he was stupid.What's more, he still needs to learn more about Lin Yibai, so now, he must keep Lin Yibai.

"I have helped you so much, don't you want to express some substantive thanks?"

Lin Yibai sat down again, with a negotiating look: "What substantive thanks do you want?"

Qu Lang put a stack of mobile phone film in his hand on the table, then sat up straight: "Chat with me for an hour."

Lin Yibai's mind inexplicably popped out of the sentence that a junior sister said a few days ago, "Of course my boyfriend wants to chat, eat and sleep with me." He frowned and shook his head, trying to get this thought out of his mind.

Seeing him shaking his head, Qu Lang quickly said: "Anyway, it's still early, you can't even give me this little reward, right? I'll give you a discount, half an hour... Forget it, 10 minutes!"

Lin Yibai said, "Yes."

Qu Lang smiled at him and started his own interrogation.

"You are college students?"

"postgraduate."

"Research what?"

"math."

Qu Lang nodded unconsciously: "It fits your temperament very well."

Lin Yibai: "..."

Qu Lang said, "My name is Qu Lang."

Lin Yibai glanced at his mobile phone: "I know."

Qu Lang said: "I work in that gym."

Lin Yibai nodded: "You said it."

Qu Lang raised his eyebrows: "I thought you didn't hear."

Lin Yibai adjusted his glasses: "I can do two things at once." After a pause, he added, "I have a good memory."

Inexplicably, Qu Lang felt that Lin Yibai had hit his sweet spot. He felt that Lin Yibai should be the kind of person who was serious about everything.Many people would think that such a person would be boring as a lover, but at this moment, Qu Lang felt that if this person was Lin Yibai, there would be nothing wrong with it.

"are you single?"

"Yes."

"Is there anyone you like?"

"No."

Qu Lang was very satisfied with Lin Yibai's answer: "I want to chase you."

Lin Yibai was silent for a moment, then frowned for the second time: "Homosexual?"

Seeing his reaction, Qu Lang felt a little uncomfortable: "Why, are you homophobic?"

Lin Yibai adjusted his glasses and looked serious: "In recent years, the AIDS epidemic among young students in my country has been mainly transmitted through sexual transmission, and male same-sex broadcasts accounted for a high proportion. I have no objection to homosexuality, but I have no problem with this proportion. You have to be vigilant."

With a helpless expression on his face, Qu Lang raised his right hand and swore to the street lamp, "I've always kept myself clean."

Lin Yibai said, "I don't trust you."

Qu Lang choked: "You are really..."

"Medical examination."

Qu Lang was taken aback: "What?"

Lin Yibai's voice remained unchanged: "If you want to go to bed with me, go to the physical examination with me first. Only after I get your medical examination report can I believe that you have no problems."

Qu Lang didn't know how to reply to Lin Yibai for a moment. He knew that although Lin Yibai's words were very jumpy, the logic was completely fine, but he just felt that he was so distrusted... It felt bad.

Lin Yibai continued to make up the knife: "Physical examination is good for everyone. Maybe you have a problem but you didn't find it. Regular physical examination is originally..."

Qu Lang interrupted him: "Stop it! Okay, I'll go with you for a physical examination." Qu Lang thought that when he got the medical examination report, he would definitely slap Lin Yibai in the face.

Lin Yibai suddenly said: "But no need, I don't intend to sleep with you."

Qu Lang felt that he was about to vomit blood: "Then what did you want to do by saying so much just now?"

Lin Yibai apologized earnestly: "I'm sorry."

Qu Lang: "..."

Seeing Qu Lang's powerless look, Lin Yibai seemed to be troubled: "I've never talked so much, I'm sorry for causing trouble to you."

Qu Lang was stunned for a while, and finally turned around: "You mean, you have never talked so much with anyone?"

Lin Yibai corrected him: "I have never said so much nonsense to anyone."

Qu Lang: "..." So should he feel honored?

Qu Lang stared at Lin Yibai, and Lin Yibai stared at the table.After a short silence, Qu Lang said: "I didn't intend to sleep with you as soon as I met, so, can you consider dating me?"

Lin Yibai got up suddenly: "10 minutes is up." Then he quickly cleaned up the stall.

Qu Lang: "..." Lin Yibai, did you do it on purpose?

Qu Lang watched Lin Yibai put the small desk lamp and other things on the table into a bag, then put his stool on the table, walked to Qu Lang, and stuffed the 10 mobile phone films into his hands , and then pointed to the stool under his buttocks and said, "Please give me this."

Qu Lang got up and stacked his stool on the table, put the mobile phone film on it, then lifted the table, walked steadily to the restaurant, and politely returned it to the restaurant staff.

Lin Yibai stood at the subway entrance and watched Qu Lang move tables and stools into the restaurant, and came out with two bottles of drinks in his hand.

Qu Lang came over with a drink and handed Lin Yibai a bottle: "The proprietress of the restaurant gave it to her. She was so enthusiastic. I didn't push it away, so I gave the pile of mobile phone film to the people in her shop."

Lin Yibai glanced at the muscles on Qu Lang's outstretched arm. For the first time, he felt a sense of loss in comparison with others. Really, very uncomfortable.So Lin Yibai didn't take the drink, turned his head and walked into the subway station.

Qu Lang didn't go after Lin Yibai, he found a girl next to him who had just come out of the subway staring at him, Qu Lang smiled at the girl.

The girl smiled back, and then said to Qu Lang: "Apologize, he will forgive you! Come on!"

Qu Lang: "..." Girl, what have you come up with?

The next day Qu Lang went to fix the phone, and then started calling Lin Yibai.

As soon as it was connected, Lin Yibai's voice came from over there: "How much?"

Qu Lang: "..."

Not hearing Qu Lang's reply, Lin Yibai said "Hello" and muttered in a low voice, "Is the phone not fixed yet?"

Qu Lang suppressed his smile: "Money is not the problem, the problem is that I don't want you to lose money."

Lin Yibai asked: "Then what do you want?"

Qu Lang issued an invitation: "I want you to treat me to a meal, and by the way, get to know me better, and then determine whether it is possible that you will like me."

Lin Yibai's mind was frantically replaying what his junior sister said, "Of course my boyfriend wants to chat with me, eat and sleep with me", but subconsciously replied "Yes".

Qu Lang smiled: "Then go to the restaurant where you borrowed the table, it's 7 o'clock tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yibai realized that he seemed to have agreed to a date. He had been with him before in "chatting with him", and "eating with him" was about to start, Lin Yibai suddenly had a strange premonition—he might not be able to escape that "sleep".

Lin Yibai arrived at the restaurant on time, and Qu Lang was already waiting for him there.After being brought to Qu Lang's table by the enthusiastic waiter, Lin Yibai recognized at a glance that this table and stool were the one he borrowed yesterday.

After Lin Yibai sat down, Qu Lang said, "I don't know what you like to eat, but you are the one who invited me today, so I will order my favorite food unceremoniously, do you mind?"

Lin Yibai shook his head: "It's okay."

The restaurant is very efficient, and the meals are served one after another, quickly.

Qu Lang handed a bottle of drink to Lin Yibai: "It's still the bottle from yesterday."

Lin Yibai took the drink silently, and found that Qu Lang had already opened the bottle cap for him. This feeling of being "cared for" made Lin Yibai a little uncomfortable.He knew that his small body was relatively weak, but the fitness trainer in front of him had real muscles.

Before meeting Qu Lang, Lin Yibai never felt that he had failed.He has a high IQ since he was a child, and it seems that the only thing he cares about over the years is mathematics besides his family.Now he can study mathematics every day, and he has always felt very satisfied. He rarely communicates with others and never feels lonely.But since Qu Lang broke into his life yesterday, he felt that something was out of his control.

Qu Lang is very talkative and good at finding topics.For the first time, Lin Yibai felt that chatting and eating can be as enjoyable as mathematics.

When the meal was over, Qu Lang suddenly asked Lin Yibai: "What did we eat tonight?"

Lin Yibai was stunned for a moment, and then reported the name of the meal.

Qu Lang nodded in satisfaction: "You really have a good memory, so please remember, these are my favorite foods. In exchange, should you also tell me your favorite foods?"

Lin Yibai stared at him for a while, and Qu Lang waited patiently for his answer.

"I don't like to drink, plain water is good. There is no requirement for meals, and the taste should not be too strong. In fact, I like to eat sweets, but eating too much sweets is not good for my health. I have no brothers or sisters, but my parents I shouldn’t mind whether my lover is a man or a woman. I don’t like sports, and my only interest in these years is mathematics.” Lin Yibai said so many things in one breath for the first time except for mathematics problems, “Now, how many more you."

Qu Lang listened, and the smile on his face widened: "After that, I will teach you how to keep fit. Proper exercise is very good for the body."

Lin Yibai asked him seriously: "You are the coach of the gym, can you give me a discount?"

Qu Lang finally couldn't help laughing: "I'm not just a coach, but also a boss. As the boss's wife, you can enjoy my free services for the rest of your life. I mean, all aspects of services."

After falling in love with Qu Lang, Lin Yibai has a faint tendency to become a chatterbox, of course only for Qu Lang, he doesn't know whether this change is good or bad.Until one day later, the junior sister who said, "Of course my boyfriend wants to chat with me, eat and sleep with me" said to Lin Yibai with a look of surprise: "Senior, why do I suddenly feel that you are popular?"

In the words of my junior sister, Lin Yibai used to be an immortal in the Nine Heavens, and he didn't eat fireworks in the world. Although he still seldom talks and his face is paralyzed, he always feels that he has a bit of mortal breath, and he is not so far away.

When Lin Yibai relayed the words of his junior sister to Qu Lang, Qu Lang pinched his expressionless face: "Then, noble immortal, do you regret being dragged down by me?"

Lin Yibai looked serious: "I've slept / slept / slept with you, is it useful to regret?"

Qu Lang smiled and hugged him: "It's useless, you'll be in my hands for the rest of your life."

Lin Yibai was hugged by him obediently, thinking in his heart, idiot, of course I don't regret it.

【THAN】