Orange storm

Jiang Zhijin was about to go back to the room, but when Fang Jie stopped, he also stopped, and turned his head inexplicably.

"what happened?"

Fang Jie was silent for a few seconds, and replied, "Why don't you wash it first."

"...You're welcome." Jiang Zhijin raised his injured arm to the other party. "I can't take a shower, I'll wipe it with a towel later."

Fang Jie looked at Jiang Zhijin, didn't know what to say for a while, and finally broke the can and said, "Okay, do you have new underwear?"

It's okay, even though it's the first time we met, it's not a big deal, Jiang Zhijin is also his elder... It's too embarrassing, really.

The wall lamp in front of the bathroom was yellowish, and the two stared at each other for a while under the lamp before Jiang Zhijin spoke again.

"what?"

"New underwear, a new toothbrush and towel, and pajamas, you can just find a T-shirt." Fang Jie found that once people start to be shameless, their speech will really be much smoother. "My luggage is in your bar."

It was only at this time that Jiang Zhijin recalled that Fang Jie followed him all the way, but he didn't bring anything with him.

It had already started to rain outside, and there were probably no shops still open. Jiang Zhijin looked at Fang Jie's expression of wanting to die and pretending to be calm. He was a little bit amused, but he held back.

"It's in the toothbrush, and the others... you wash it first, I'll look for it."

When Fang Jie took a shower, Jiang Zhijin rummaged with one hand for more than ten minutes, and finally found a pair of unopened underwear.

It's still four corners, dark blue, I don't know when I bought it, it looks very middle-aged and elderly.

There was really no new pajamas, so Jiang Zhijin found a pair of sweatpants and a black vest to put on the door of the bathroom, and knocked on the door by the way.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped immediately.

"The clothes are at the door."

Through the white bathroom door, a vague "hmm." came from inside.

Jiang Zhijin sat back on the sofa in the living room and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

There was only one pack of Yellow Crane Tower left. Jiang Zhijin lit it in his mouth, crushed the empty cigarette pack and threw it into the trash can, watching the smoke rise and disperse in mid-air.

He can feel that Fang Jie is half awkward and half alienated when facing him. After all, the relationship of "my mother's former neighbor's friend" sounds a little more awkward than a stranger.

So when Zhou Ling called and asked Fang Jie to study in Shaojiang, Jiang Zhijin was quite surprised.

The procedures for transferring to a different place in the third year of high school are very troublesome, and the son must be entrusted to him. There must be a big problem in the family.Jiang Zhijin asked on the phone, but Zhou Ling was vague. He just said that he wanted to change the environment for Fang Jie, so Jiang Zhijin didn't ask again.

Anyway, that's someone else's private matter.

Jiang Zhijin recalled that when he was admitted to high school, a 15-year-old child had no means of earning money. He wanted to work on a construction site and was kicked back. At that time, it was more than ten years ago, and his hometown was extremely backward. It's not perfect yet, and in the end it was Miss Ling who helped him finish high school.

This is why he agreed with Fang Jie to come.

After finishing a cigarette, there was a sound of the bathroom door opening, and Jiang Zhijin raised his head.

Both of them were about the same height and stature, Jiang Zhijin's clothes fit Fang Jie well, because Fang Jie didn't wipe his hair because of his short cut, and his whole body reeked of dampness from just taking a shower, Jiang Zhijin stubbed out the cigarette.

"Go to sleep you."

Fang Jie took two steps towards the door of his room, thought of something, and looked back at Jiang Zhijin's gauze-wrapped left hand.

"Do you need help?"

"No need." Jiang Zhijin had already stood up and walked to the bedroom, "Close the windows, it's raining heavily tonight."

Fang Jie was no longer polite, and pushed the door open to enter the room.

The rain was really heavy. The typhoon brought thunderstorms and increased wind. The windows were rattled by the rain, and the huge thunder came in through the windows.Looking out, the whole city is shrouded in precarious wind and rain.

Looks like a scene from a doomsday movie.

There is no typhoon in Chaocheng, only the rainy days that last for one month and two months.

At 10:11, it was still very early, Fang Jie charged his phone, opened WeChat and sent a WeChat reply to his mother.

【I have arrived. 】

Two minutes later, Zhou Ling called directly.

"Are you at Ozu's house?"

"arrive."

Zhou Ling's voice on the other end of the phone was a little tired: "Why is it so late, I called Ozu just now but didn't answer."

"His mobile phone is broken." Fang Jie didn't tell Zhou Ling about the mess of the night, he listened to the faint sound of the whistle in the background over there. "You just got off work?"

"I worked overtime temporarily, and I just came out of the company." It should be a little far away from the phone, Zhou Ling's voice was a little fuzzy. "The teaching conditions in Shaojiang are quite good. You should study hard there and don't make trouble for others. I will call you on the 1st of every month for living expenses. Let me know if it is not enough."

"Call Jiang Zhijin."

"He doesn't want it, let me give it to you directly. I will thank him specifically when I have a chance."

Zhou Ling paused for a moment, then continued: "Fang Jie, your business has nothing to do with you, you don't have to worry about it, just study hard."

After saying this sentence, there was a gap of more than ten seconds between the two of them. Fang Jie sat on the edge of the bed and watched the rainstorm outside the window, with no emotion in his tone.

"So you won't get a divorce, will you?"

Zhou Ling over there was silent for a while, and then answered the same way: "This is not a divorce issue."

"If you don't think so, then it's not." A feeling of disgust rose in Fang Jie's heart, "It doesn't matter, anyway, you think I have no right to meddle in your business, so drive carefully and rest early."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Jie leaned back, fell on the bed, raised his hand and turned off the light.

Fang Jie's hair was almost dry. He turned over and listened to the sound of rain hitting the window.The quilt should have been washed, and it smells like a very light laundry detergent, which is the same as the one on the clothes, and it smells very comfortable.Fang Jie thought about it, the laundry detergent on the shelf under the washstand in the bathroom should be a mystery.

The bathroom in Jiang Zhijin's house is similar to the outside, with few things, and the necessary toiletries are placed on the shelves.The toothbrush is light blue, and next to it are two bottles of skin care products for wiping the face. The body wash and shampoo are of the same brand.Half a bottle of aftershave and a Philips razor.Bath towels and towels come as a set, light gray, hanging on coat hooks.Fang Jie struggled for more than two minutes, but still used the opponent's bath towel.

Oh, and those boxer panties—what kind of aesthetic is that.

Fang Jie thought about it, and felt bored when he looked back, but this was a habit he couldn't change. Once he was in an unfamiliar environment, he habitually observed as many details as possible to ease his emotions.

Anxiety, not feeling well, feeling uncertain about the rest of life.

Fang Jie pulled the quilt over his head and sighed melancholy.

Although he was very tired the first day, Fang Jie still woke up at seven o'clock the next day.

Still woke up hungry.

In terms of time, Fang Jie hadn't eaten for almost a whole day.

He didn't change his clothes and opened the door. Jiang Zhijin's bedroom door was closed, and the living room was empty.The torrential rain that had been raining all night had stopped, and a large swath of sunlight came in from the terrace, making Fang Jie squint subconsciously.

He stood facing the sunlight in the living room for a while, not knowing what to do.

It stands to reason that he should go to the kitchen immediately to check if there is any food, just anything - he feels that if he is hungry for a while, he will be sent to the hospital.But this is someone else's house after all, and it's the first day here, and the owner hasn't gotten up to go dig things by himself, which is a bit inappropriate.

Ten minutes later, Fang Jie walked to the kitchen.

Whether love is suitable or not, when Jiang Zhijin gets up, he should lie down.

There is a lot of pots and pans in the kitchen. It looks like that. There is a double-door refrigerator in the corner. Fang Jie walked over and opened a layer casually.

empty.

In the frozen layer, there is nothing in it except for the thin ice shards frozen on the four walls.

Fang Jie closed it expressionlessly, and then opened the remaining door.

A dozen cans of beer are neatly stacked in the freezer—dark, craft, and a few bottles of snowflakes.In addition to this, there are two other eggs, cowering in the corner.

Fang Jie stared at the two eggs for almost 5 minutes, thinking about whether to take them out and boil a white water egg, but finally gave up.

The main reason is that the whole egg of the two eggs reveals a sense of age, Fang Jie really has no confidence to believe that the other is not broken.

After leaving the kitchen, Fang Jie clicked on the takeaway software again, and picked a restaurant with the shortest delivery time, Cantonese taste, without looking at the name of the store, Fang Jie had already ordered a bunch of things in a mess.

Shrimp dumplings, custard buns, soy milk, deep-fried dough sticks, rice rolls... a total of 51, place an order, the interface jumps to the address to fill in.

It was windy and dark last night, and Fang Jie didn’t even see what kind of community it was in the car. Fortunately, the system automatically located Yunshan Yayuan, between buildings 18 and 19.

... Is it the 18th building or the 19th building?

Fang Jie frowned and refreshed the location four times, the location became more and more bizarre, and the last time he had already left the community.

He took a deep breath, finally gave up on this idiot system, went to the door and unlocked it, opened the door abruptly and raised his head.

The number plate at the door only says [32-01] - 32nd Floor, Room 01.

I am afraid that writing two more words will take up space.

Fang Jie almost laughed out of anger.

The corridor was empty and there was no one else.Fang Jie considered for a moment whether he should rush downstairs to check the unit number at the entrance of the corridor, but he finally gave up when he saw the door that would close automatically as soon as he let go.

On the 32nd floor, he has no key.

Hunger and anger may be directly proportional. Fang Jie felt a rush of anger rushing to the top of his head. He slammed the door irritably, turned his head back into the house, went straight to the door of the master bedroom and knocked three times.

There is no response inside.

Fang Jie knocked three more times, and then after a short pause, he started to knock again and again.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom... Has this man fallen asleep?

Around the time when No.11 was still under twelve, the door of the master bedroom was slammed open.

Maybe he was afraid of touching the wound, so Jiang Zhijin only wore a black vest with pajama pants underneath, and his hair was messed up, almost covering his eyes.He held the door with his left hand, and casually brushed the hair hanging in front of his eyes with his right hand, revealing a sleepy and extremely irritable face.

Jiang Zhijin stared at Fang Jie for four or five seconds, probably thinking about who this person was and why he was at his home.

After thinking it over, Jiang Zhijin said, "What are you doing?"

The voice is still hoarse.

"Morning." Fang Jie greeted blankly, "Which building and unit is this?"

It was quiet all around.

After knocking on the door for so long to wake someone up and asking such a question, I guess I would already want to beat him up, let alone someone like Jiang Zhijin who set the address for the first meeting in the emergency room of the hospital...

Thinking of this, Fang Jie felt inexplicably a little refreshed.

Don't ask, asking is hunger makes people lose their minds.

Fang Jie thought so and suddenly heard the person in front of him answer: "Unit 19, Building 2."

Fang Jie: "...Huh?"

"Building 19, unit 2." Jiang Zhijin moved closer, met Fang Jie's eyes, slowed down and said it again. "Did you hear that?"

The tone is very light, without impatience.

"Oh."

Fang Jie's anger suddenly disappeared without knowing how, and he subconsciously said, "Thank you."

Jiang Zhijin didn't answer, and the next second, he closed the door again.

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