Orange storm

"It seems to be, just look for it."

After Jiang Zhijin finished speaking, he didn't hear Fang Jie's reply for a long time, turned his head and stared at Fang Jie for more than ten seconds, and suddenly laughed slowly.

"You're not afraid, are you?"

What’s wrong with being afraid of horror movies? Some people are afraid of insects, some are afraid of snakes, and some are afraid of heights. Is it unusual to be afraid of horror movies?Why discriminate against people who are afraid of horror movies?

"No." Fang Jie replied.

It's not unusual, but it's a bit embarrassing to say it from the mouth of a high school senior who is about to grow up and be 184 tall.

Jiang Zhijin looked at Fang Jie for a long while, and the smile on his lips widened.

"It's okay, if you're afraid, watch other things. I still have a full set of "Teletubbies."

This person can live with this mouth and has not been beaten to death. This world is really full of love.

"No need." Fang Jie took a sip of Coke, "That's all."

It's not just a horror movie, it's also a shoddy online movie that should be able to make hundreds of movies every year, but it doesn't prevent it from being so serious in terms of atmosphere.In the movie, people died one after another, and the sudden screams made Fang Jie's brain ache.He took a sip of Coke and glanced at Jiang Zhijin beside him from the corner of his eye.

The other party was very calm, looking at the screen intently. The dark underworld light from the horror movie fell on Jiang Zhijin's face, vaguely illuminating his side face, showing a sense of tranquility inexplicably.

When another person in the movie was beheaded and hung on the eaves and a close-up was given, Fang Jie stood up from the sofa with a "thump".

Jiang Zhijin was taken aback by him instead: "Why?"

Fang Jie's tone was normal: "Go to the bathroom."

After speaking, he turned his head and strode to the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

After going to the bathroom, Fang Jie washed his hands in front of the sink. The faint screams in the movie could still be heard, so he sighed and felt a little reluctant to go out.

Who would pull the National People's Congress to watch domestic horror movies in the middle of the night?

Just after washing his hands, Fang Jie's phone rang.

He took out a piece of paper to wipe his hands, took out his phone, and "Dad" flashed quietly on the screen.

Fang Jie raised his head after just one glance. He stared at himself in the mirror with no expression on his face. He didn't pick up the phone until it was about to hang up automatically.

"Hey?"

The person on the other end of the phone was quiet for a while, and then called out tentatively: "Xiaojie?"

Fang Jie didn't speak.

"I wanted to go to school to see you yesterday, but you weren't here... Then I called your mother, and she said you had transferred."

From the first day Fang Jie arrived in Shaojiang till now, it has been nine days.Fang Chenglin only found out tonight that his son had transferred to another place.

In the past few days, he didn't even go home to see it once.

The disgust in Fang Jie's heart was churning, and he suppressed his emotions and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"Can you adapt to studying there? I... really don't agree with you changing schools midway. How stressful it is to adapt to the new environment again after the third year of high school. I still suggest that you continue to study in Chaocheng."

Fang Chenglin's tone was very gentle, with a little worry, like an enlightened father who disagreed with his son's decision but was willing to compromise and discuss.

Fang Jie interrupted him: "You also know that I am in my third year of high school, I thought you forgot."

His voice was a little tight, and he asked back: "Did you really ask me to go back to Chaocheng to let me study?"

Fang Chenglin over there seemed to be confused by the question, he paused for a few seconds before hastily answering: "Of course—"

"If I really go back to Chaocheng, will you let me go back to school first, or send me to the hospital first?"

Fang Chenglin seemed to be strangled by the neck, unable to speak a word, only the sound of breathing remained on the phone.Fang Jie looked at himself in the mirror, his voice was surprisingly calm.

"You know that they came to the school to look for me, did you tell them which school I study in?"

"I mentioned it once, but I—"

"Even if the siblings have the same father and the same mother, the probability of successful matching is only 20.00%. Five, he and I just have the same father, what do you think is the probability of success?"

There was no sound at the other end, and Fang Jie lost all patience: "...If you have time, let's look at the bone marrow bank more, I hope it will be bigger."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Jie stood in front of the sink for a while.

Very good, he took advantage of his father's weakness and retaliated vigorously, leaving the other party speechless, the logic was clear and he didn't panic at all, it was very good, and his grades in the liberal arts department should have been good back then.

But he is not happy.

Fang Jie turned on the water again, leaned over to wash his face, and finally buried it in his hands and exhaled deeply.

With drops of water all over his face, Fang Jie finally felt a little better.He turned and opened the bathroom door, ready to go out.

As soon as the door was opened, a man was standing at the bathroom door, facing Fang Jie.

"I--"

After seeing the face of the person in front of him clearly, Fang Jie suppressed the word "Fuck".

"You—it's not enough to just watch horror movies, you have to do it yourself, right?"

After inviting someone to watch a horror movie in the middle of the night, you have to block the door of the bathroom to scare people. How many beasts can do this!

"I didn't do it on purpose." Jiang Zhijin smiled helplessly, "You haven't come out to the bathroom for a long time, I thought you were scared and hiding in the bathroom to cry, come and have a look."

Is this fucking human language?

Fang Jie's depression and irritability after the phone call was instantly frightened away, and he stood at the door and stared at Jiang Zhijin.

Jiang Zhijin's eyes were sharp, and he took a look at Fang Jie through the corridor light in front of the toilet, and found that the corners of Fang Jie's eyes were really red.

Jiang Zhijin immediately put away his joking gesture: "No way, did you cry from fright?"

In fact, Jiang Zhijin had just arrived, and he didn't hear the phone call, so he was a little shocked—is the boy's heart so fragile now?

"..." Fang Jie didn't bother to talk to him, and was going to bypass him and go out.Jiang Zhijin suddenly stepped forward, put his left hand on Fang Jie's shoulder to keep him from moving, put his right hand on the back of Fang Jie's head, pressed the person on his shoulder with a little force, and rubbed the other's head indiscriminately.

"It's okay, it's okay, snoring and snoring can't be scared, it's fine."

... This man's brain was broken by fighting.

But it is undeniable that Jiang Zhijin carried the warmth of his body on his shoulders, and he deliberately slowed down his tone of voice, which made him feel strangely gentle.Including the phrase "it's okay", Fang Jie really felt "it's okay".

The phone call just now, the messy relationship at home, the anger, panic, avoidance, entanglement, guilt, and unwillingness in my heart... are all gone.

Fang Jie rested his head on Jiang Zhijin's shoulder for a while. It took about ten seconds, or a minute or more, before he finally spoke, his voice a bit muffled because he buried his head.

"Can you let go?"

"I really have no conscience." Jiang Zhijin let go of his hand with a "tsk", "Okay, don't look at it, go to sleep."

Fang Jie was not in the mood to watch horror movies any more, so he hurried into the room after washing up, and Jiang Zhijin stopped him before washing up.

"Fang Jie."

Fang Jie had just entered the door when he heard the sound and turned to look at the other party.Jiang Zhijin looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled.

"If you're scared, you can sleep with the lights on."

"Bang!" Fang Jie slammed the door shut.

The next day, Fang Jie still woke up quite early. In the living room, the leftover beer cans and barbecue skewers from last night were still on the coffee table.

Before Jiang Zhijin got up, he was used to it. He ate two slices of bread and went back to his room to finish the rest of his homework. He memorized two more pages of vocabulary before he heard Jiang Zhijin's door open.

When he went out, Jiang Zhijin was cooking rice in the kitchen, with a lazy voice: "I'm going to remove the stitches later, you—"

He paused, as if he didn't know how to arrange Fang Jie, Fang Jie took the initiative to say, "I'll go with you."

It was almost eleven o'clock, and the two had lunch and went out to the hospital.There were quite a lot of people in the hospital on weekends, and they came late, so the two stayed in the hospital for more than two hours.

Jiang Zhijin's mobile phone has been repaired and brought back. While waiting for the number to be called, he kept swipe it in his hand, frowning and concentrating.

Fang Jie didn't have the habit of looking at other people's screens, but after Jiang Zhijin kept doing this for an hour, he finally couldn't help turning his head to look at it.

Jiang Zhijin is having fun in Muting.

Jiang Zhijin sensed the movement, and simply put the phone in front of the opponent's eyes: "It's amazing, it's reached the three thousand level."

……Row.

Jiang Zhijin, the big brother of society who got into a fight with others, loves to watch horror movies, has a full set of Teletubbies, and breaks through [-] levels of Happy Xiaoxiaole, is proud of it.

Fang Jie's impression can be refreshed every time.

The wound just after the stitches were removed was a little red, but there was no other serious problem.There was a traffic jam on the way back, Fang Jie had nothing to do, glanced at Jiang Zhijin's arm on the steering wheel, and asked, "Why did you fight with someone?"

Jiang Zhijin's tone was casual: "Drink too much and make trouble at the bar, I kicked him out."

Very reasonable, Fang Jie nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

The two went home to rest for a while, and had dinner again, it was past six o'clock.Evening self-study starts at [-]:[-], Fang Jie packs up his things, and it is almost time to go to class.

When he was collecting books in the room, he heard Jiang Zhijin answering the phone in the living room. It seemed that it was from Gu Xun, and it should be about the bar.When he came out, Jiang Zhijin had already hung up the phone.

Seeing Fang Jie coming out, Jiang Zhijin said, "Maybe you have to go to school by yourself. There is something going on at the bar. I have to go and have a look."

Fang Jie nodded, and Jiang Zhijin said again, "I'll pick you up after school."

"It's fine if you don't pick up." Fang Jie replied, "I'll come back by myself."

He had already changed his shoes at the door, Jiang Zhijin looked at him, and suddenly remembered the few times he touched the other's head last night.

Inch head, hair is quite short so it is a bit tied, but it is quite comfortable.

Jiang Zhijin simply took advantage of Fang Jie's leaning over to change his shoes and touched it twice, and then retreated before the other party turned his face, nodding seriously.

"Let's see when the time comes, study hard and don't be late."

...Caring for the empty-nesters, don't bother with those who are foolish—Fang Jie repeated it in his heart, turned around and left the door without looking at Jiang Zhijin again.

At [-]:[-], it was still early, Fang Jie stood at the gate of the community and looked at the bus on the opposite side, and the bus hadn't arrived yet.He simply turned around and entered the alley, intending to take the shortcut yesterday.

This is the junction of the old city of Shaojiang and the new city, with intricate alleys and hutongs.Fang Jie has a good memory. Although he only walked through it once, he has already memorized the route.

It was meal time, and there were not many people in the alley, and it was a bit empty.As Fang Jie was walking, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

From the sound, there should be two people, neither far nor close, following Fang Jie all the time.

Fang Jie walked for nearly 10 minutes, squatted down halfway, untied the loose shoelaces, and tied them again.

The footsteps behind them also stopped.

Now Xia Jie was sure that the people behind him were following him.

He didn't stop, he continued to walk forward, and when he turned an alley, he turned his head and glanced.

Two men, one fat and one thin, don't know each other.

Fang Jie withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward. The alley was very remote and there were no people there. Fang Jie turned a corner, and there was a man standing in the middle of the alley blocking Fang Jie's way.

The two people behind also arrived, standing behind Fang Jie, separated by a distance of one or two meters.

Fang Jie stopped on the spot and looked at the people in front of him, and asked as calmly as possible, "Is there something wrong?"

The man in front of him was around thirty, very thin, with tattoos all over his arms, and a gold necklace as thick as a pinky finger, which shone like a fresh coat of paint, and probably would float in water.

Jin Necklace took a puff of cigarette and stared at Fang Jie: "Student, let's meet Jiang Zhijin."

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