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Jiang Jing never had a good memory of what he had said to him. After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly remembered that Jiang Zheng asked him how his relationship with Ji Shurong was, and he said it was normal.

He didn't think about it when he said it, he just wanted to perfunctory Jiang Zheng, but Ji Shurong didn't expect Ji Shurong to care about this.

Jiang Jing glanced reluctantly at the food that was close at hand, and smiled sarcastically: "No, we have an unusual relationship."

Ji Shurong was very interested: "Why is it unusual?"

Jiang Jing was about to starve to death, and quickly said: "I went to sleep at your house, and you also came to sleep at my house, you took the name of Jiuyue, you cooked this meal for me, you helped me many times , and give me a lecture..."

As he spoke, the speed of speech gradually slowed down.

It was only then that Jiang Jing discovered that between him and Ji Shurong, Ji Shurong had always been taking care of him, but he had never done anything for him.It is said that the relationship is unusual, but Ji Shurong is actually unusual to him.

Jiang Jing took a bite of the steamed bun, and said vaguely: "Anyway, the relationship is very good."

It was the first time he said this kind of unreserved words, and he didn't dare to raise his eyes after he finished speaking.

"Okay, I know, just to tease you." Ji Shurong poured a cup of hot water and handed it to him, and said with a smile, "Eat, don't choke."

The taste of the two plates of meals is heavy, both of which are the taste of Jiangjing.He wolfed down half of the food, only to find that Ji Shurong only took a few bites.

The last time we ate hot pot together, Yang Xiao said that he has a light taste, and these dishes are salty and spicy, no wonder he doesn't eat much.

As for why not make something you like to eat.

Jiang Jing thought, probably he only thought about feeding him, not himself.

He sniffed his nose lightly, and asked after a while, "Aren't you hungry after eating so much?"

"I'm not hungry. I eat a lot at noon." Ji Shurong put down his chopsticks, took a sip of slightly cool water, and said, "Eating too much at night will accumulate food. You can digest it later before going to bed."

"Yeah." Jiang Jing nodded, took the last bite of food on the plate, and burped contentedly. Just as he was about to stand up to clean up, Ji Shurong pushed him down on the sofa the next second.

"I told you not to move around, I'll do it."

After a while, there was the sound of rushing water in the kitchen, and the crisp sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding from time to time.No one spoke in the room, except for these small voices, it was no different from being alone at home as usual.

But Jiang Jing just felt something was different.He relaxed his body and nestled into the sofa, and he felt a sense of peace and tranquility, and even the air was extraordinarily vivid.

After Ji Shurong was busy for a while, he put the bought things into the refrigerator again, and said to Jiang Jing: "Vegetables and meat are fresh, you can check how to cook on Baidu, if you really don't know how to cook, just call me , I will come to see you when I have time."

He had seen the conflict between Jiang Zheng and Jiang Jing just now, and as an outsider, he couldn't say much.It's just that Jiang Jing has trouble moving, and being alone at home makes people feel uneasy.

The refrigerator was full of soda cans, and soda and beer were piled up in a mess. Ji Shurong arranged them neatly one by one, and picked out the expired ones and threw them away.

Jiang Jing sat on the sofa and watched him busy, feeling sorry for himself, coughed lightly and said, "Just stuff it in, I'll clean it up myself."

"You have to clean up early." Ji Shurong lightly said to him, finally packed up his things, and stood up on his knees, "You must eat on time, and don't order takeaways that are not nutritious. You are tossing yourself now If you think there is something, you will regret it when you get older."

Jiang Jing was most annoyed by other people's nagging, but now he didn't say a word. He nodded no matter what Ji Shurong said, and he didn't know if he really listened.

The boiling hot water was gurgling and boiling, Ji Shurong poured half of it, then mixed it with cold water, touched the cup and felt that the temperature was just right, handed it to Jiang Jing and said, "Take your medicine."

Jiang Jing swallowed a few pills obediently, and was forced to drink half a glass of water.

The ointment was placed a little farther away, Jiang Jing leaned forward to reach it, but Ji Shurong took it away first.

"How?"

Jiang Jing pouted at the cotton swab in the bag: "Use that."

Seeing that Ji Shurong was about to squat down and lift his trouser legs, Jiang Jing shrank back and evaded, "I can do this myself."

Cooking for him and cleaning up for him, and now helping him apply medicine, Jiang Jing is already thin-skinned, but now he feels as if he has lived in September, feeling uncomfortable.

As if he didn't hear what he said, Ji Shurong dipped the ointment on a cotton swab and lifted his trouser leg with one hand.

The trousers of the school uniform have wide legs, Jiang Jing only wore one for running, and the socks were taken off a long time ago and thrown aside.The contrast between the red and swollen ankle and the white and thin calf is very obvious, and it is a bit unbearable to look directly at it.

Ji Shurong lowered his eyes and applied the medicine to him. Although his movements were very gentle, the coolness rushed to his brain along with the pain, and Jiang Jing trembled uncontrollably: "Hiss..."

Ji Shurong stopped immediately: "It hurts?"

"No." The medicine took effect quickly, and the pain was replaced by a numbness. Jiang Jing's tense body relaxed, and said, "It doesn't hurt, just rub it on."

It took Ji Shurong more than ten minutes to stop. He didn't get up, but still squatted on the ground and stared at his feet.

Staring at Jiang Jing was a little embarrassed.

His skin is fair, especially the feet, which are not exposed to light all year round, are even more smooth and delicate.Jiang Jing subconsciously curled up his toes, and was about to find an excuse to make Ji Shurong stand up, when he heard him say, "Does that person often bully you?"

"Ah?" Jiang Jing was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and laughed dryly: "No."

Instead, he often bullies others.

"Although I feel that it's a bit redundant to say this, I still want to say something long-winded." Ji Shurong tightened the ointment and stood up, rubbing the top of his hair and said, "If you are bullied, you must bully him back. Don't swallow your anger."

Jiang Jing shook his intact foot, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Am I the kind of person who swallows my anger?"

Ji Shurong also chuckled, and said after a while, "If you can't beat it, just tell me."

"What, you want to call back for me?" Jiang Jing looked at him with bright eyes.

"That's not true." Ji Shurong thought for a while and said, "I can give you some spiritual comfort so that you won't cry."

Jiang Jing exploded and said, "I can't cry!"

"Oh, is it?"

When Jiang Jing opened the door for him, the corners of his eyes were clearly red.

Ji Shurong accepted it as soon as he saw it, fearing that he would hurt his feet by jumping up when excited, so he smiled and said, "It's getting late, I'll go back if there's nothing else to do."

"Okay." Jiang Jing looked up at him as he put on his coat, and didn't try to hold him back: "Slow down on the road."

"understood."

Seeing him turn around and walk outside, Jiang Jing reluctantly looked away and muttered, "It's only nine o'clock."

"Oh, that's right." The door that had just been closed was suddenly pulled open, and Ji Shurong turned back and said, "Don't go to the bar until your feet are healed, remember to apply the medicine on time."

Jiang Jing's heart skipped a beat, he thought he heard the sentence just now, pretending to be calm and said: "Yes, I know."

The corridor was dimly lit, and Ji Shurong stood in the shadows, unable to see his face clearly.He was not in a hurry to leave, a deep voice came from the door: "What did you just say?"

Jiang Jing swallowed: "I said I got it."

"Last sentence." Ji Shurong said, "What did you say the moment I opened the door?"

Jiang Jing didn't know if he really didn't hear clearly, or if he was deliberately teasing him, anyway, he couldn't admit it after killing him.Jiang Jing choked out a sentence after a while: "I said it's getting late, you should go back."

"Is it this sentence?" Ji Shurong said in a puzzled tone, "It doesn't feel like it."

If Jiang Jing was trying to persuade him to stay just now, now he wished he would leave quickly.He let out a yawn, his clear eyes were covered with mist, and he muttered: "Believe it or not, I'm going to die of sleepiness, you go, I'm going to sleep."

Ji Shurong laughed softly: "It's only nine o'clock, so you go to bed so early?"

"..."

Jiang Jing's face was burning slightly, and he was about to get up and close the door. Ji Shurong smiled for a while before stopping, and said, "I'm really leaving, go to bed early, good night."

The door was closed again, Jiang Jing was a step slower, he opened the door and took a look outside, the corridor was empty, Ji Shurong really left.

He breathed a sigh of relief, whether it was relaxation or loss, he locked the door and turned around to see the empty room. The familiar feeling of emptiness came quietly, even stronger than before.

It's a bit strange to say, he seems to be really reluctant to leave Ji Shurong.

Jiang Jing jumped back to the bedroom, he couldn't take a bath now, he got into the quilt directly, lay on the bed and played with his mobile phone for a while.

Li Fan sent a concerned greeting to Zhao Yu, mixed with a few curse words, saying that the grandson who cheated him had been found, and the school only verbally criticized him and wrote a self-criticism, nothing happened.

Zhao Yu scolded the most viciously: Fuck, I met him this afternoon, and he dared to provoke us, fuck the fuck, if the teacher wasn't there, I'd send him to reincarnation directly.

Jiang Jing: What's his name?

Zhao Yu: Sun Qing, Class 13, Senior One, oh yes, he seems to know Feng Yuan, I wonder how he got the confidence, it turns out he is Feng Yuan's henchman.

It was Feng Yuan again.

Jiang Jing felt sick to his stomach when he saw these two words, and typed a line: He is targeting me, please don't be impulsive, wait until I go back to deal with him.

Zhao Yu: Okay, by the way, Brother Jiang, how is your injury? Why don't we go to see you tomorrow and send us some food?

Jiang Jing: No need.

Zhao Yu: Don't, don't go to the hospital anymore, the school doctor feels unreliable.

Jiang Jing: No.

Zhao Yu is still worried: no one will take care of you, don't starve to death if you are alone at home.

Jiang Jing: ...Stop talking nonsense.

Zhao Yu: Oh.

Jiang Jing had already put down his phone, but suddenly remembered something, and pressed Kai Kai to say: Who said I have no one to take care of me.

Zhao Yu:? ? ?

Li Fan revealed a little about Jiang Jing's family to Zhao Yu today. Zhao Yu didn't know the details, but he knew that Brother Jiang lived alone all the time.Jiang Jing is such a face-saving person that he doesn't even let them go. Which god actually caught his brother Jiang's eyes?

The phone squeaked and rang, but Jiang Jing didn't care about it.

He didn't know whether he was a god or not, but Ji Shurong seemed to have some skills, and lived in his dream that night.