Show one's ugliness

In the past few days, the local station has been broadcasting cases of extremely large child trafficking gangs involving multiple provinces and regions.

The reporter in front of Wynn Graphics mentioned in the report that Mr. Ji, who was unwilling to be interviewed, did not give his full name.

But the whole Xibin soon knew that it was Ji Cen.

Although Ji Cen avoided him, he received many calls and messages in the past few days.

They were all random questions, meaningless, and then he simply ignored them.

In just a few days, the number of criminal suspects and abducted children has been unimaginable.

Xibin here is just the tip of the iceberg.

According to the news from Zhong Zhenghao, the procuratorate has reviewed and prosecuted Zhong Zhengyan, and it is expected to be transferred to the court for trial early next month.

Zhong Zhenghao moved out of the villa with his parents, sister-in-law and niece.He landed in his sister-in-law's hometown.

He said he would come back after a few days.

After dinner, Ji Cen and Qi Heng were basically playing with their phones on the TV in the living room.

At about the same time, they went back to their houses to sleep.

After two consecutive sneezes, Qi Heng went to the box above the refrigerator and found a pack of Banlangen.

Ji Cen, who was on the sofa, turned his head and asked, "Have you caught a cold?"

Qi Heng poured water and said, "It should be."

Indeed, he even changed his voice.

"Isn't it from washing your hair in cold water in the afternoon?" Ji Cen asked.

Qi Heng said again: "It should be."

It's too weak, so you have a cold?

"The whole point is very strong, can I eat this?"

"This is the only one in the house."

Qi Heng, who sat back on the sofa, sneezed again, and Ji Cen took out a tissue and handed it over: "Go to bed after taking the medicine."

Qi Heng nodded, tore open the medicine bag and poured it into his mouth, then drank a big mouthful of water.Shaking his head, he swallowed.

A good granule makes him eat so concisely.

Just looking at it, Ji Cen felt his throat was blocked, and couldn't help swallowing.

Qi Heng put the cup on the tea table and stood up, "Then I'll go back to the room, Brother Cen."

Ji Cen waved his hands, turned off the TV, and went to sleep.

After lying on the bed, Ji Cen heard Qi Heng sneezed twice.

The voice was loud as if he was afraid that he would not be able to hear it.

Yes, yes, it was too much for him.

Qi Heng's head was pressed into the cold water.

Otherwise, it is estimated that Qi Heng would not be able to catch a cold.

Thinking of this, Ji Cen felt a little uncomfortable.

After lying down for a while, he got up, put on his clothes, put on his pants, picked up his phone and keys, and walked out of the room.

The general lying at Qi Heng's door probably wanted to go out to play with him, so he immediately entangled him.

Ji Cen kicked his legs lightly, turning the general around.

But the dog was too sticky, so Ji Cen had no choice but to put the leash on the shoe cabinet on it.

He felt that it was still safe to tie the leash, whoever told him that he didn't have the ability to call back the general with Qi Heng's shout.

Wouldn't it be troublesome if you took it out and couldn't bring it back.

After going downstairs, because of the traction rope, the general always followed Ji Cen.

After leaving the community and going to the front and rear of the pharmacy diagonally opposite, Ji Cen tied the general outside.

When I went in to buy medicine, the pharmacist asked me to describe the symptoms.

Ji Cen didn't cooperate at all, and directly reported the name of the medicine he wanted to buy.

It's the same as a cold, and it's nothing more than trying to find an opportunity to sell some medicine with a high commission.

Sure enough, the pharmacist started a sales pitch, saying that taking the cold medicine she was holding in her hand had no side effects.

It's a three-point drug, and it has no side effects at all, so isn't it bullshit?

Ji Cen quickly said: "Sister, my friend is waiting to take the medicine, so hurry up and take it. I only need the two kinds I mentioned, and nothing else."

The action of the eldest sister looking for medicine brought dissatisfaction.

Ji Cen didn't bother to care about it.

After paying the money and coming out with the bag, he led the general back.

The medicine bag was brought back by the general.

After entering the unit door, Ji Cen let go of the general's leash, allowing the general to run up the stairs far ahead of him.

Qi Heng belongs to the type who always catches a cold.

Before the first sneeze, his head started to feel dizzy.

If he didn't want to stay with Ji Cen in the living room for a while, he would have returned to bed long ago.

While falling asleep, I vaguely heard the continuous movement outside.

He turned on the light in the living room, went to the door and opened it to see the general squeeze in with something in his mouth.

Still quite confused.

He bent down and pulled the bag into his hand to have a look, and he understood.

Ji Cen went out with the general to buy medicine for him, and the joy at that moment was so overwhelming that he couldn't stand still.

He stuck his upper body out of the door, waiting for Ji Cen to come up.

The sensor lights in the corridor gradually turned on.Ji Cen's footsteps were getting closer.

"Brother Cen?" Qi Heng said softly.

Ji Cen looked up when he heard the voice: "The general scratched the door to wake you up?"

"Well, I didn't sleep well," Qi Heng said, "Why didn't I hear you go out?"

"Then who knows," Ji Cen said while climbing the stairs, "Hurry up and take the medicine. After you feel bored, you might be able to recover in the morning."

A person who never bothered to take cold medicine when he had a cold, ran downstairs to buy cold medicine.

Going out to buy medicine in the middle of the night, he did it once for Xiao Mingjun who was dying of a stomachache a few years ago.

Ji Cen also felt that he was indescribable now.

guilty?

Not so much.

He again asked Qi Heng to take the medicine and go back to the room.

Qi Heng held the two boxes of medicine, a little bit reluctant to take them, and a little bit wanting to finish them all.

He is crazy.

Qi Heng fell asleep soon after taking the medicine.

These two cold medicines that Ji Cen took together can be called panacea.

When he got up in the morning, he stopped sneezing, his head was no longer dizzy, and even his mild nasal congestion disappeared.

I wanted to thank Ji Cen.

But the opposite door is closed.

He quickly ate something and went to work.

Ji Cen was woken up by knocking on the door.

I've never had anyone knock on the door when I live here.

The general didn't yell fiercely, it was just a way to remind him outside.

It seems that they should be acquaintances.

Ji Cen moved a little slower, and his phone vibrated.

Qiao Aiqing called Ji Cen after calling Qi Heng and no one answered.

After entering the door, she said to Ji Cen, who was obviously not awake, "Be energetic and eat cornbread."

I thought it was just talking, but it was delivered.

Ji Cen: "How did you come here, Auntie."

"Take the bus," Qiao Aiqing carried the bag into the kitchen, "Qi Heng went to work?"

Although he knew that Qi Heng was working day shift these days, Ji Cen was really not sure if Qi Heng, who had a cold, got up early on time.

He pushed open the door of Qi Heng's room, and there was no one on the bed.

The quilt on Qi Heng's bed seemed to be wrapped in a cardboard box, and Ji Cen immediately knew who made the quilt on Yongli's lower bunk.

He closed the door and walked back to the kitchen: "Go to work."

"Then come and eat quickly, and leave him alone," Qiao Aiqing said, "It's not completely cold yet."

The golden corn pastry sticks to the corn leaves, and Ji Cen knows what it tastes like without putting it in his mouth.

He's so good at it.From snacks to adults, I have never had enough.

Just looking at the furnishings in the kitchen, I don't know what Qi Heng had for breakfast.

Qi Heng's living habits are so good, if it were him, he would know what he ate from the bowls and chopsticks left behind.

Probably frozen dumplings again.

It's what I eat in the morning these days.

If Qiao Aiqing hadn't come, Ji Cen would cook frozen dumplings when he got up.

Qiao Aiqing brought three kinds of frozen dumplings with different fillings this time, and filled the two compartments under the refrigerator again.

"Is it good to eat at your Aunt Song's?" Qiao Aiqing asked.

Ji Cen's mouth was full of cornbread, and he spoke vaguely: "Okay, Aunt Song will do it differently."

"That's good," Qiao Aiqing continued, "I'm worried that you won't be able to eat well."

"Aren't you worried about your son?" Ji Cen asked with a smile.

"He's solid."

Ji Cen: "It's too bad, I caught a cold yesterday."

"Have a cold?"

"Ah, I took the medicine, and I don't know if it's good or not..."

Having said that, Ji Cen stopped chewing.

Isn't it a fucking small thing?What is he worried about?

Qiao Aiqing originally wanted to leave some delicious food for Ji Cen and Qi Heng today.

Ji Cen told her that he and Qi Heng were going to a friend's house for dinner at night, and she went back.

Before leaving, she told Ji Cenqin to change the dressing and keep the wound from getting wet.

Because of his injury, Ji Cen didn't take a shower for several days, and used a wet towel to wipe his body.

He often feels sticky all over his body.

The only way to feel clean is to keep changing clothes.

When Qi Heng sent him the message, he was playing poker with a few people in the shed in front of Liang Guangsheng's lottery station.

"My mother has been here?" Qi Heng asked.

Ji Cen glanced at his phone and was busy playing cards again.After struggling for two seconds, he said to his poker friend, "Wait a minute, return a message."

Liang Guangsheng smiled and said to the people beside him: "It must be because I have a girlfriend, otherwise there is no one who is so interested in replying to the news."

Ji Cen was taken aback by Uncle Liang's words, and quickly replied to Qi Heng's message: I brought some food, but I have left.I'm playing cards, let's not talk about it.

Putting down his phone, he continued to play cards, but his heart was not on the cards at all.

He didn't know why he could resist the excitement at the poker table and reply to Qi Heng's message first.

Obviously not important information.

Same thing for later replies.

But he just wanted to reply first, so he took the trouble to explain everything clearly.

This is too unlike him.

Why, he treats Qi Heng like he treats his girlfriend?

What the fuck?

Ji Cen was shocked.All the cards were forgotten.

"It's your turn, what do you want?" Someone urged, "Do you want it or not?"

Ji Cen looked at the cards in his hand, then at the cards on the table, and asked a question that made him want to slap himself: "Who played what?"

Not to mention how badly he played poker, Ji Cen didn't even win the Mahjong game a few times in the afternoon.

The three aunts thought that Ji Cen gave way on purpose.

After the game ended early, Ji Cen really told Aunt Yang what he wanted to consult.

Aunt Yang agreed, saying that she would go back and ask her husband and son first.

Ji Cen shook his phone and said, "Okay, sorry for the inconvenience, Aunt Yang, if you have any news, please call me, and I will come to the door to thank you then."

Aunt Yang smiled and patted Ji Cen's arm: "It's a trivial matter, but you, do you have time to meet my niece?"

Aunt Yang has readily agreed to do things for her, so there is no reason for Ji Cen not to give him a favor.

Aunt Yang's niece can see her, just say it's inappropriate.

Not long after returning to the fifth floor and sitting there, Ji Cen smoked almost half a pack of cigarettes.

That's the problem with him, he likes to compete with cigarettes whenever he has something to worry about.

Unknowingly smoked a lot.

He pushed the last cigarette butt into the ashtray and leaned back on the sofa.

He began to have to admit that he really became a pervert.

Otherwise, he would have wrong thoughts about Qi Heng that he shouldn't have.

It's not that he doesn't have good friends, but his friendship with Zhong Zhenghao and the others is not as close as that of Qi Heng.

It's not that he doesn't have brothers with different surnames, but his desire to take care of Zhang Qingchen is different from that of Qi Heng.

He didn't just know, he just let himself know.

The more I come to this kind of self-awareness, the more I can't hide the traces of deliberately covering up.

As much as Ji Cen wanted to deny it, there was such a reaction deep in his heart.

Hit him to death, hammer him sober.Tell him there's no fooling around with this.

This feeling is not unfamiliar to him.

He was also a person who had a heartbeat.

But Qi Heng is a man, a man.

Ji Cen didn't understand.

Even if he really likes boys, there are too many boys on the way of growing up, so why didn't he fall for others.

Only fell on Qi Heng.

Qi Heng is not only a man, but also his relative.

This is no ordinary fuck, this is the universe invincible fuck.

It is difficult to admit liking Qi Heng, and it is even more difficult not to admit liking Qi Heng.

Qi Heng called.

Ji Cen didn't want to pick it up.

But the hand has already been reached.

"Brother Cen, I'm going into the community right now, are you waiting at the gate of the community mahjong parlor?"

Ji Cen couldn't even turn his head, and really wanted to ask what he was waiting for.Then I remembered that I was waiting for him to eat together.

He couldn't help resisting, he didn't want to get too close to Qi Heng for the time being.

He replied: "My one, something happened suddenly, you can eat by yourself tonight."

Qi Heng heard that Ji Cen was indeed not in the mahjong parlor on the phone, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

What's the matter, Ji Cen quickly searched in his head, but he couldn't figure it out casually, he was a little anxious: "It's none of your business!"

Qi Heng: "?"

what happened?It seems to be a serious matter, otherwise, I will be in a bad mood.

Qi Heng didn't dare to ask further, he continued: "Well, you go and deal with it, I'll go to Brother Tong first. If you're done with it, go there again, Brother Tong and his family would like to thank you."

Ji Cen softened his tone: "Okay, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Cen continued to sit.

He planned to pack his things and go back to Wynn after smoking one more cigarette.

He was afraid that if he lived any longer, his purpose would become impure and make him sick.

Just halfway through the cigarette in his hand, the general who had been lying on his stomach pricked up his ears.

Ji Cen suddenly realized that Qi Heng probably came upstairs.

Shouldn't you just go to eat directly, why come back?

Ji Cen stood up, but didn't know what he was going to do.

It was only after the door lock turned that he slapped the soot off his legs and stabilized his figure.

Qi Heng was also surprised that Ji Cen was at home, he thought he had already left.

He smiled: "You are here, Brother Cen, I thought you went to work."

Listen to the voice, the cold is much better.Ji Cen took a look at Qi Heng and put out the cigarette: "We're going now."

"Thought you weren't here, thinking about coming back to feed a dog."

Ji Cen: "Blame me, I forgot to tell you on the phone that I fed it, and I left the cornbread for it for you, remember to heat it yourself."

"What's the matter? I feel like you're in a panic," Qi Heng stared at Ji Cen, "Don't think I'm meddling, if there's anything I can help you have to tell me."

Ji Cen thought to himself, if you can shut up now and don't ask me too much, thank you.

Of course he didn't say anything, he walked towards the door lightly: "I have to go first."

"Drive away, I'll just take a taxi."

Ji Cen: "You should drive, I'll take a taxi."

Qi Heng watched Ji Cen walk out the door, going down the stairs one by one.

Although it was an ordinary back view, he just felt that something was different.

Today this person is too abnormal.