What kind of bad thoughts can the monitor have?

Under the tungsten lamp, Ji Zhun, Tan Jingyang, Hua Zi and Tan Le gathered around the boiling hot pot, waiting for the freshly cooked meat and vegetables to be cooked.

The house has been basically tidied up, and there are still some messes left, etc. Tan Jingyang can tidy up slowly by himself later.

Huazi picked up a chopstick of mutton, and while blowing, he looked up at the chandelier and said, "I'm afraid you have to change this lamp, it's so easy to hold back."

"Yeah." Tan Jingyang picked up a beef ball for Tan Le and put it in a bowl, "I'll go to the second-hand furniture city when I have free time these two days, and see if I can find a decent one." With some meat.

Hua Zi glanced at Tan Jingyang and Ji Zhun silently, took out a cigarette and planned to light it, but remembered that Tan Le was still there, put the cigarette back, and put a new toothpick in his mouth.

"I'll go back first after eating. There's a batch of new products arriving in the store at night, so I have to check." Hua Zi said.

"Okay, thank you for today." Tan Jingyang touched Hua Zi with Coke, "I'll drink it tomorrow when you stop driving."

"I have to leave early." Ji Zhun wiped his mouth with two tissue papers and said, "Sister Jiao got anxious with me two days ago, and said that if she dared not come home in the middle of the night, she would break my dog's leg."

Huazi: "Who is Miss Jiao?"

"Fuck." Tan Jingyang stirred the sesame paste, looked at Ji Zhun with a funny face, "Xiao Zhun is an obedient baby."

"Get out!" Ji Zhun cursed with a smile and threw the tissue balls in his hand onto Tan Jingyang. Tan Jingyang took the paper balls steadily and threw them into the trash can.

"I'll see you off later." Tan Jingyang said.

"No, you should take a break, you're so tired." Ji Zhun put down his chopsticks, took out a mint box from his pocket, gave one to Tan Jingyang and the others, and ate one by himself.

After dinner, Huazi left first in the Jinbei car.Jizhun helped Tan Jingyang put the bowls and chopsticks into the sink, and waited for him to finish washing before putting on his hat and preparing to leave.

Tan Jingyang wiped his hands on the apron, took the door key from the door, told Tan Le to stay at home and do his homework, and went downstairs with Ji Zhun.

At night, the massage shop downstairs is lit up with pink lights again.

Through the beaded curtain swaying in the wind, Ji Zhun saw Aunt Hui changed into a royal blue velvet cheongsam, sitting on a bed with a thin cigarette.Behind her, a fat man with a towel around his neck was lying on the massage table.

As if noticing the gaze from outside, Aunt Hui raised her eyes and glanced at Ji Zhun and Tan Jingyang through the bead curtain.With bright red lips raised, he greeted the two of them with his eyes.Then he stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, turned around and walked to the massage table.

"What's wrong with you today?" Aunt Hui's voice was full of tenderness, completely different from her casual look during the day.A pair of white hands touched the man's waist.

"A man depends on his clothes." Ji Zhun sighed, and started to move forward.

"So you still think this is just an ordinary massage shop?" Tan Jingyang looked at Ji Zhun with interest.

Ji Zhun turned his head and blinked: "Isn't it?"

Tan Jingyang was silent for a moment, then smiled in a low voice, nodded and said: "You say so."

The two walked side by side in the old street, with the cold street lights above their heads.

Most of the small shops on the side of the road are closed, and the owner of a funeral supply store is pulling down the shutter.Behind him was a five or six-year-old girl who seemed to be his daughter.

A gust of wind blew the yellow paper all over the road, making it very scary in the dark streets.

The little girl shivered, and asked the shop owner cautiously, "Dad, what are those yellow papers?"

The boss froze for a moment, then turned around and patted the little girl's head kindly, saying, "It's a butterfly."

"Butterfly?" The little girl blinked ignorantly, "Is it the kind of yellow butterfly that the teacher taught us to cut out of wax paper in the kindergarten?"

The boss nodded with a smile, took the little girl's hand and walked towards the entrance of the alley, saying, "Yes, look how free they are."

"So lovely!"

"Brother Yang."

Suddenly, Ji Zhun's clear voice came from beside Tan Jingyang.

He looked at Ji Zhun in a daze, and happened to meet Ji Zhun's bright black eyes.

Ji Zhun tilted his head and smiled, showing one side of his canine teeth: "Why not?"

……

Tan Jingyang sent Jizhun to the intersection, and after watching the other party get into the car, he turned back and walked towards the rental house.When passing by the massage shop downstairs again, he turned his head and looked inside again.

The fat-headed customer had already left, and Aunt Hui was cleaning the furniture in the shop with a rag.Tan Jingyang looked up at the signboard shining with ambiguous pink light, his deep eyes revealed a kind of confusion.

……

It was nearly eleven o'clock when Ji Zhun got home, but the house was still brightly lit today.He opened the door curiously, and was instantly taken aback by Chen Jianye's enthusiastic and loud voice.

"Nao Nao is back!" Seeing Ji Zhun's return, Chen Jianye hurriedly stood up to greet him.

While changing his shoes, Ji Zhun looked at the restaurant through Chen Jianye's shoulder, and asked casually, "Is there a guest at home?"

"Yes, yes!" Chen Jianye's face was flushed, obviously he had drunk a lot.He introduced Ji Zhun carelessly, "It's my business partner, oh no, it's already my brother!"

"Xiao Lu, this is my son Jizhun." He shouted at the people sitting at the dining table again.

"Hello, Ji..." The man's voice paused when he saw Ji Zhun's face.

Ji Zhun was a little curious, and looked up at the other party, also stunned for a moment.

He had seen this person before in Heizi's shop.

But now the person sitting at his dining table has changed from the distraught that night. He is wearing a custom-made suit that is expensive at first glance, with his forehead combed behind his head, revealing a smooth forehead and handsome facial features. He looks like an upper-class elite. style.

"Hello, Ji Zhun." The man's eyes just froze for a moment, and soon returned to normal again.

"En." Jizhun narrowed his eyes, and a flash of light quickly flashed across his eyes, "Hello, Mr. Lu."

"Hey, what's your name Mr. Lu? You can just call him Uncle!" Chen Jianye patted the man's shoulder without realizing it, and said with his tongue out, "He's my real brother now!"

Ji Zhun lifted his chin lightly and pulled the corners of his lips: "Uncle Lu..."

His gaze made the man feel a little uncomfortable. He took a sip from his red wine glass and nodded slightly.

"Your Uncle Lu brought you a gift and put it in your room!" Chen Jianye said cheerfully.

"Really, thank you, uncle." Ji Zhun licked his tiger teeth and asked Chen Jianye, "Where is Sister Jiao?"

"I went to do some medical treatment with her little sister, and we said we would have dinner together, but we haven't returned yet."

Ji Zhun nodded: "Then I'll go upstairs first."

"No, you don't want to eat any more?"

Ji Zhun glanced at the man again, smiled and said, "No, it's a gift."

"Hahaha, yes! Then you go upstairs and have a look, you must like it!" Chen Jianye sat back at the dining table and laughed.

"Yeah." Ji Zhun opened the refrigerator door and took a bottle of iced milk, then turned and went upstairs.

The moment he turned his back, Ji Zhun's smile quickly cooled down.

And behind him, a pair of eyes looked at him thoughtfully.

……