Jing Book

Qi Yang slept on the sofa of Zhang Jingshu's home for five days, and went out earlier than Zhang Jingshu every day, and came back later than Zhang Jingshu. In addition, Qi Yang was young, and it was because of him that he was injured, so he couldn't bear to treat Qi Yang with indifference and alienation. He observed secretly a few times, and found that Qi Yang was indeed always close to him intentionally or unintentionally, and loved to do something. Intimacy, but this kind of thing can only be avoided and not blocked. After thinking about it, Zhang Jingshu decided to treat Qi Yang as a student.

Qi Yang lived comfortably at Zhang Jingshu's house these days, he didn't bring a change of clothes, and he couldn't wear Zhang Jingshu's clothes, Zhang Jingshu didn't say anything when he found out, and went to the supermarket near the school to buy for Qi Yang after work the next day Wearing pure cotton casual clothes, I didn’t buy underwear, I bought a pair of loose sports shorts instead, I told Qi Yang to keep them for a change at night, Qi Yang felt like having a convulsion after changing into the clothes Zhang Jingshu bought for him Yes, Mr. Zhang, you are so kind to me, Zhang Jingshu just smiled and didn't say anything.

Qi Yang left after the swelling on his face subsided. Before leaving, he said with a smile, thank you Zhang Jingshu for taking care of him these days, and treat him to dinner another day. In the past, students were asked to help pick it up. After a week like this, Qi Yang finally couldn't hold back and called Zhang Jingshu, asking if Zhang Jingshu was free in the evening and wanted to invite him to dinner. Zhang Jingshu received a call from Qi Yang Shi sighed inwardly, and finally rejected Qi Yang's invitation, saying in a polite and alienated tone that he didn't have time recently, Qi Yang paused for a while, and when he wanted to say something more, Zhang Jingshu had already hung up.

In the next few days, Qi Yang called Zhang Jingshu several times. Most of the time, Zhang Jingshu just turned the phone to silent and put it aside, seldom answered. After several times of Yang's invitation, Qi Yang stopped contacting Zhang Jingshu.

Unknowingly, it was the National Day, and the freshmen who had just started school were finally relieved. Zhang Jingshu also took advantage of the holiday to add new things to the home. A washing machine was added in the bathroom, and bookshelves and desks were finally added to the empty second bedroom. Furniture arrangement After it was done, Zhang Jingshu moved in the four-year-old laptop and two boxes of books, and the house finally looked like a study.

A few days after going to work, Zhang Jingshu overheard co-workers chatting, saying that Fengyang Express had changed express delivery again, and two people had changed in less than two months. The competition was fierce enough, and it’s not even Double Eleven yet. He began to grab the treasured land of the school. Zhang Jingshu heard it, and was a little surprised. At a certain time in the afternoon, he picked up the job of helping his colleagues pick up the courier again.

Zhang Jingshu was not in a hurry to go back after picking up the courier this time. He chatted with the new courier brother for a while, and finally asked about Qi Yang casually. Said a pass.

"Him? He is unlucky enough. He has been unlucky for some reason last month. The package was always damaged when it was delivered, and the customer complained several times. He even crashed the car and lost the rent he had saved for the second half of the year." I paid for it all, and my energy was not good, so I resigned and quit. In fact, I was fired by the leader. I don’t know why I went now.”

After Zhang Jingshu heard about Qi Yang's story, she kept furrowing her brows. After get off work, she waited until almost everyone in the office had left before picking up her mobile phone. It was the first time she took the initiative to call Qi Yang.

The two met once. If Qi Yang has any difficulties now, he wants to help as much as possible. After all, he is at a young age. Zhang Jingshu is afraid that Qi Yang will not be able to figure out what to do. But this time it is Zhang Jingshu's turn to be disappointed. Called Qi Yang every one hour from six o'clock, a total of four times, but no one answered. Zhang Jingshu originally guessed that Qi Yang's incidents might be influenced by him, but now Qi Yang has been unable to get in touch. Zhang Jingshu thought about trying to contact Qi Yang tomorrow, and if he still couldn't get through, he would go to Feng Yang's store in the North District to inquire.

Zhang Jingshu fell into a deep sleep that night in thought. He seemed to hear a knock on the door between half-dream and half-awake. The sound became louder and louder, especially in the middle of the night. Before he could put it on, he ran to the door, turned on the light at the entrance, and Zhang Jingshu looked outside along the door mirror. It was dark, apparently blocked by someone with his body. He was already awake at this time, and he had a guess in his heart. After opening the door, it was indeed Qi Yang blocking the door.

The door opened, Qi Yang stood outside the door leaning against the wall beside him, staring at Zhang Jingshu for a long time, his eyes were confused and annoyed, but more seemed to be wronged, he was wearing the suit Zhang Jingshu gave him , with disheveled hair, red eyes, and the smell of alcohol all over his body, Zhang Jingshu was stunned when he saw Qi Yang's appearance after opening the door, and then kept silent for Qi Yang to look at them. Did not speak first.

After a long silence, it was Qi Yang who moved first. He stepped in front of Zhang Jingshu, took out his lacquered straight cell phone and held it up in front of Zhang Jingshu's eyes. He wobbled and asked, "Why do you want me?"

Zhang Jingshu didn't answer, walked around Qi Yang and closed the door, turned around to support him and said, "Come in and sit down."

Qi Yang waved Zhang Jingshu's hand away, stubbornly raised the phone to Zhang Jingshu's eyes, and asked, "Aren't you free? Why do you want me?"

Zhang Jingshu was waved back a step, went up to support Qi Yang's arm, and coaxed: "Come in and sit down, let's sit and talk."

Qi Yang didn't let go of the hand holding the phone, just staring at Zhang Jingshu. Zhang Jingshu's expression was calm, and he didn't avoid his gaze. Qi Yang wanted to find even disgust in Zhang Jingshu's eyes, but unfortunately there was none, Zhang Jingshu's eyes Like his delicate face, it was calm and emotionless.

The mobile phone he had been holding was thrown to the ground, and Qi Yang threw himself on Zhang Jingshu fiercely like a wounded beast. He bent down and buried his head by Zhang Jingshu's neck, growling: "That's it! This is how you tortured me! You Why are you ignoring me suddenly? Why are you indifferent to me? Do you look down on me? You look down on me!"

Zhang Jingshu's back was pressed against the wall of the entrance, and he held a big boy with amazing strength in his arms. He reached out and patted Qi Yang's back repeatedly, and comforted him: "No, Qi Yang, I didn't look down on you."

Qi Yang strangled Zhang Jingshu with his firm arms and refused to raise his head. He murmured in Zhang Jingshu's ear: "Did you not look down on me? Then why did you ignore me?"

Zhang Jingshu couldn't answer this question to Qi Yang who was drunk, so he could only run along Qi Yang's back, trying to calm him down. She picked him up and supported Qi Yang to sit on the sofa.

"Did you find out? By the way, you are a teacher. You are so smart and have a high IQ. You must have discovered it. That's why you suddenly ignored me, right?" Qi Yang put his arms around Zhang Jingshu and refused to let go, forcing him to ask : "You know I like you, don't you?"

A sentence that seems familiar, it seems that someone said it in memory, Zhang Jingshu was distracted for a while, and didn’t realize that Qi Yang was lying in front of him. In the whole house, only the light was on at the entrance, and it was dark outside the window. Qi Yang squinted at Zhang Jingshu’s face against the light. The side face, the arms are getting tighter and tighter, and the breath is getting hotter and hotter.

"Qi Yang!"

The strangeness between his lips brought Zhang Jingshu back to his senses, he pushed Qi Yang's troubled head away, and said sharply, "Qi Yang!"

How could Qi Yang hear Zhang Jingshu's voice at this time, the soft touch finally ignited the desire-fire hidden in his body for a long time, he pressed Zhang Jingshu on the sofa with his arms, his strong body Covering it up, he tried his best to press his mouth to Zhang Jingshu's lips, but Zhang Jingshu dodged them one by one. He couldn't find what he wanted, so Qi Yang pushed his head toward Zhang Jingshu's chest. Open it, revealing the white meat inside.

"Qi Yang!"

Qi Yang was dead, Zhang Jingshu couldn't get up at all, so he pushed Qi Yang's head away with his hand, and patted Qi Yang on the back of the head with the other hand.

With a "slap", Qi Yang's biting movements paused, as if he was stunned by the slap, Zhang Jingshu took the opportunity to squeeze out from under Qi Yang, got up and quickly buttoned his clothes.

"You hit me! Why did you hit me?" Qi Yang struggled to sit up with accusation.

Zhang Jingshu took a few breaths, not intending to reason with drunk people, he turned on the light in the living room, went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water and came back, only to find that Qi Yang was naked to the waist, sitting on the sofa and stomping on the shirt he took off. Clothes, mumbling in his mouth: "I don't care, step on you, step on you to death!"

Zhang Jingshu used to want to feed Qi Yang some water, but Qi Yang refused to talk to him, and kept venting his anger on the clothes under his feet, like an angry child. Seeing him like this, the little anger that Zhang Jingshu had when he was offended just disappeared , he put down his water glass and sat next to Qi Yang, and apologized softly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit you just now."

Qi Yang still stomped on his clothes, but his movements were not so vicious.

Zhang Jingshu reached out and rubbed the back of Qi Yang's head, and said in a low voice, "Does it hurt? Don't be angry, please forgive me."

Qi Yang finally stopped venting his anger and stared at Zhang Jingshu. After watching for a while, he probably felt that Zhang Jingshu was sincerely apologizing, so he reluctantly kicked the clothes under his feet aside, turned around and lay down on Zhang Jingshu again, As if begging for comfort, Zhang Jingshu moved his hand to Qi Yang's back, and patted it lightly, feeling that Qi Yang's breathing gradually became regular.

At 02:30 in the morning, Zhang Jingshu finally put the drunk man on him to sleep. He gently laid him down on the sofa, took a pillow and put it under Qi Yang's head, took off Qi Yang's shoes and socks, and left his legs Move to the sofa, find out the quilt that Qi Yang used to cover him, then pick up the crumpled clothes that were stepped on, and turn off the light in the living room.

It was almost three o'clock when the laundry was done. Zhang Jingshu lay on the bed without any sleepiness. It took almost an hour before he fell asleep in a daze. There was no sign of anyone, only a neatly stacked quilt was left in the middle.

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