Orientation sniping

Jiuyue was awakened by the sound of footsteps. When she opened her eyes, she found that there were legs in front of her eyes. Her pupils dilated instantly. She shrank back and wanted to run. Suddenly, a shadow fell in front of her. A pair of familiar hands smoothed the fur on her body.

"Jiuyue, do you remember me?" Ji Shurong squatted on the ground, stroking it gently with one hand.

Of course September remembered him, the fur that had blown up slowly gathered, let down his vigilance and slipped into his arms.

The sofa was covered with clothes and the cat fur that Jiuyue rubbed on. Jiang Zheng's eyes twitched, and he finally found a clean place to sit down.

Jiang Zheng knew his son's temper well.With outsiders here, no matter how much Jiang Jing wished for them to leave, he would not explode on the spot.

Sure enough, Jiang Jing hopped silently to the sofa like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.He Yan and He Shiyun wanted to reach out to help him, but he avoided them without leaving a trace.

Jiang Jing pushed his clothes away, and said to Ji Shurong who was hugging Jiuyue, "Sit here."

"No need." Ji Shurong smiled politely at He Yan: "Auntie, please sit down first."

He is well-mannered and more like a master than Jiang Jing.

Several people sat side by side on the crowded sofa, and Jiang Jing sat on the single sofa opposite, feeling inexplicably being interrogated.

He didn't know what to say, and stared down at his immobile feet, looking a little cute and pitiful.Especially the bright wound on his face, which stabbed Jiang Zheng's heart full of guilt.

An hour ago, he received a call from He Yan from home and learned that Jiang Jing was injured. At that time, he just finished the meeting and wanted to have dinner with some clients, but after hesitating for a while, he decided to rush home. Came here by car.

After all, he was his biological son, and Jiang Zheng still cared about him.He cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "How is the wound? Is it serious?"

Jiang Jing still lowered his head, and said calmly, "I can't die."

"..."

This kid is like a mallet, talking to him is just to find anger for himself.Jiang Zheng took a deep breath and looked at his downcast eyebrows across the table: "Shi Yun said that someone pushed her to bump into you, you..."

"I know." Jiang Jing raised his head slowly, and the corner of his mouth twitched emotionlessly: "I didn't blame her."

"..." Jiang Zheng choked again, and said angrily, "I want to say, do you know who pushed it? I have already reported this to your class teacher, and the murderer must be severely punished."

Jiang Jing sneered: "I won't bother you, I will handle it myself."

Jiang Zheng was so angry that he gasped for breath and was speechless.

He Yan was afraid that the two of them would not get along and quarrel again, so she hurriedly interrupted: "Xiao Jing, your father is also worried about you. If you encounter this situation in the future, you must tell us in time, otherwise you will be injured all over and no one will take care of you. What can I do?"

As soon as the words fell, the doorbell rang again.

Jiang Jing was holding on to the handrail to stand up, but Ji Shurong stood up first and said, "I'll open the door, you sit still."

Jiuyue lost her protection, feeling uneasy about the weird atmosphere around her, and tiptoed back to her nest.

The delivery guy came from outside the door, Ji Shurong thanked him, came back with a bag of KFC, and said to Jiang Jing: "This kind of food is not nutritious, eat less."

Jiang Jing half-raised his eyelids, it seemed that he didn't really want to talk to him, but he still responded in a face-saving way: "Got it."

Ji Shurong sat down slowly and continued to be a transparent person.

For a while, no one spoke, and the air froze.Jiang Zheng and He Yan looked at each other silently, and they both saw the capitalized "surprise" in each other's eyes

They knew Jiang Jing's temperament in their hearts. He didn't even give face to his own father.

Although his indifferent appearance seems to have nothing to do with "meekness", but it is rare to see him appearing on Jiang Jing.

Jiang Zheng glanced at Ji Shurong from the corner of his eye.This person looks serious, his words and deeds are gentle and polite, and it is easy to make people feel good about him. He is said to be Jiang Jing's friend...Jiang Zheng realized later, his son is a high school student, how could he know this kind of person? Just a lot of friends?

This question must not be asked directly. Jiang Zheng looked up at the cat curled up on the balcony, as if asking casually: "When did you raise the cat?"

"Not long." Jiang Jing said.

Jiang Zheng nodded, and then asked: "This cat seems to recognize your friend?"

"Pick it up together."

"Oh." Jiang Zheng changed the subject logically and said, "Are you on good terms?"

Ji Shurong raised his eyebrows slightly, his dark eyes rolled, and his eyes fell on Jiang Jing.

Jiang Jing: "..."

He knew what kind of medicine was sold in Jiang Zheng's gourd.

"Generally, I work outside, and he's there too, so I get to know him after a while." Jiang Jing explained without distraction.

"Working?" Jiang Zheng frowned, "Why don't you spend the money I gave you? Where do you work?"

"I don't want to spend money." Jiang Jing changed his posture, rubbed his sore arm and said, "You don't care where I work, and you don't pay the salary."

Jiang Zheng: "..."

Seeing that he was about to blow his beard and stare, He Yan held his hand and said with a gentle smile: "Xiaojing has grown up, so it's understandable to want to support himself."

Jiang Zheng didn't intend to just go there, and asked again: "Where do you work?"

His face turned down, Jiang Jing insisted on not saying a word, and the originally uncomfortable atmosphere made people feel uneasy.

He Shiyun, who has been unknown all this time, called softly: "Brother..."

Jiang Jing's subconsciously tensed back slowly relaxed. He had always resisted He Shiyun calling his brother, but this time he didn't criticize him, and said flatly, "The bar."

Jiang Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Bar?!"

This kind of place is not a place for serious people to go, and it is even more intolerable in the eyes of parents.Now not only Jiang Zheng was angry, but even He Yan's expression changed.

"You only go to the bar most of the time!" Jiang Zheng suppressed his anger and said, "You are not allowed to go in the future. If you need money, just come to me."

Jiang Jing said, "I'm an adult."

"You're only in high school!" Jiang Zheng insisted, "What kind of people are there in the bar, how can you hang out there?"

This is a bit directional.

Jiang Jing subconsciously looked at Ji Shurong, and saw that he had a calm face, as if he wasn't the one who was affected.Jiang Jing didn't want to continue this topic, and said bluntly: "If you came here just to talk about these things, you can leave now."

Jiang Zheng slapped the table: "Asshole!"

"Okay, okay, don't make noise, calm down..." He Yan quickly pulled back his hand, smiled and said to Jiang Jing, "Your father is actually worried about you, Xiao Jing, don't be self-willed."

"Who do you think I am?" Jiang Jing had no patience at the moment, tilted his head and looked at her coldly and said, "Why do you care about me?"

"Jiang Jing!" Jiang Zheng blushed with anger and made a gesture to get up.

He Yan grabbed Jiang Zheng with a very ugly expression on his face: "Okay!"

He Shiyun immediately stood up, separated between Jiang Zheng and Jiang Jing, her eyes turned red again.

Jiang Jing was still sitting steadily, staring at the medicine on the table with an unbiased gaze, as if he had nothing to do with himself.

"That..." The only calm person stood up, and said in a gentle voice, "Jiang Jing may be in a bad mood because of his injury today. What you said is not without reason. Give him some time, and he will understand."

This remark made a lot of sense, not only to excuse Jiang Jing, but also to follow Jiang Zheng's wishes.Jiang Zheng calmed down his heartbeat for a while. He really didn't want to see this bastard son who didn't like oil and salt, so he raised his legs and walked towards the door.

He Yan followed behind him, hesitated to speak for a moment, and finally left without saying anything, sighing softly.

The room was quiet again, Jiang Jing sat on the sofa without moving, until the door lock closed with a click, he slowly raised his eyelids.

Ji Shurong also left.

The fried chicken takeaway on the table was already cold.Jiang Jing was suffering from hunger, but now he suddenly lost his appetite.

The night outside the window is getting dark, the street lights are dimly lit, and people are coming and going at alleys and corners.Downstairs, Jiang Zheng's car drove away slowly, and a Land Rover parked there quietly beside him.

In the room, Jiang Jing looked up at the ceiling in a daze, the light hurt his eyes, tears fell down without warning.

"hiss……"

Jiang Jing raised his hand to wipe it away, thinking that people are really fragile when they are injured, and they can't even control their eyes.

Hypocritical.

He curled the corners of his mouth mockingly, and was about to get up and go back to the bedroom to sleep when the doorbell rang suddenly.

Jiang Jing's first reaction was to look around and find that no one had left anything behind.

Who is that?

It's all this time, who has nothing to come to him?

The door has no peepholes, and the outside cannot be seen through a solid door.

Jiang Jing deliberately waited for a moment, the people outside the door showed no intention of leaving, and the loud doorbell echoed in the empty room.

... It's annoying.There was gloom between Jiang Jing's brows, he jumped over slowly, opened the door and took a look, the expression on his face was blank for a moment.

"I'm not welcome?" Ji Shurong still had the chill on his body, carrying the bag in both hands, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's very heavy, if you don't let me in, my hands will break."

"..." Jiang Jing took a step back subconsciously, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

Ji Shurong went back and forth and bought a bunch of vegetables and meat, as well as instant food such as compressed biscuits and eight-treasure porridge.Jiang Jing took a look, he actually bought a frying pan...

"If your ankle is sprained, don't jump around casually, go sit on the sofa." Ji Shurong washed his hands, and walked to the kitchen with the bag.

Jiang Jing was silent for a moment and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Cooking." Ji Shurong didn't turn his head, and the voice came from the kitchen: "Didn't you order takeaway, don't eat that, I'll make you some hot food."

"..." Jiang Jing's lips moved, not knowing what to say.

"Oh, that's right." Ji Shurong poked his head out, smiled at him and said, "For the sake of my cooking for you, don't be angry, just release me from the blacklist."

He forgot even if he didn't mention Jiang Jing.No wonder I didn't receive a message from Ji Shurong all day, Jiang Jing turned on his phone and unblocked him, and the unspeakable sourness just now disappeared in an instant.

The smell of rice came from the kitchen after a while, Jiang Jing's hunger was awakened, and his stomach was tormented even more.

"Here we come." Ji Shurong came over with two dishes and put them on the table in front of Jiang Jing.He kept Jiang Jing from moving, and arranged the dishes by himself.

Holding the warm steamed bun in his palm, Jiang Jing couldn't wait to take a big bite, and his sense of happiness soared.

He picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up some food, when Ji Shurong suddenly remembered something, looked up at him and said, "Wait a minute."

Jiang Jing: "?"

With his knuckles resting on his chin, Ji Shurong spoke slowly and meaningfully: "Normal?"

Jiang Jing didn't know, so he went in: "What?"

"You say we have a normal relationship?"