What kind of bad thoughts can the monitor have?

"hungry."

Ji Zhun stopped and moved his chin to a ramen restaurant across the road: "Have you eaten yet?"

"Come on, I'm hungry too."

The two crossed the road and walked to the door of the ramen restaurant.

"You go in first, I'll go to the supermarket next door to buy drinks." Tan Jingyang said.

Ji Zhun raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to do it again?"

"I'll buy Coke!" Tan Jingyang said with a smile, "The noodle shop costs several bucks."

"Oh." Jizhun opened the curtain, "I'll order what you eat first."

"Just like you."

Tan Jingyang went into the supermarket and took out two cans of Coke from the freezer.Inadvertently saw the sea salt lemon candy on the shelf again, and picked up a pack of it, he had seen Jizhun eat this candy before.

The glass window of the noodle shop was covered with mist, and Tan Jingyang saw Ji Zhun sitting by the window.

Still habitually resting his chin with his hands, he lowered his eyes lazily.He just stared blankly at one place, apparently in a trance.

Since seeing him today, Ji Zhun seems to have been out of shape.Just coming all the way, he was more silent than teasing.

Tan Jingyang frowned, feeling that she was like an old lady, always paying close attention to the young master's movements.

With the cold coke can sticking to his face, Ji Zhun's eyes instantly retracted.

"Hiss." He took a breath, and glanced at Tan Jingyang, "When did your painting style change? Sunshine, naughty?"

"Open your mouth." Tan Jingyang ignored Ji Zhun.

"what?"

"Let you open it up."

Ji Zhun moved his body back silently, and said cautiously: "Tan Jingyang, don't mess with me..."

Just halfway through the conversation, a round object was stuffed into his mouth by Tan Jingyang.

Ji Zhun licked it suspiciously with the tip of his tongue, and then relaxed.

"It's really changed the style of painting, and I still buy candy." Ji Zhun put the candy on his cheeks.

Tan Jingyang sat down opposite him, seeing a small protrusion on the other's cheek, and restrained the urge to poke with his hand.

"You love sweets so much, aren't you afraid of tooth decay?"

Ji Zhun: "I brush my teeth, okay." He pulled the Coke pull tab and took a sip, "Besides, didn't you buy this candy for me?"

The beef ramen was served steaming hot.

The Brigadier General chewed the candy in his mouth and began to eat noodles.

At this time, the peak period has passed, and most of the people left in the store are night returnees who got off work late.The boss sat at the counter boredly, switching the TV channels up and down.

Ji Zhun blew away the chili oil, took a sip of the soup, and when he looked up, he saw Tan Jingyang looking at him, and there was still a lot of noodles in the bowl.

"Aren't you hungry, don't eat any more lumps."

"Eat yours." Tan Jingyang handed Ji Zhun a napkin.

Ji Zhun stopped talking to Tan Jingyang, and ate a whole bowl of noodles by himself, and then drank up the Coke.

He leaned back in the seat and sighed: "Brother came back to life."

"full?"

"Ah."

Tan Jingyang nodded, got up and went to pay the bill, Jizhun hurriedly stopped him and scanned the QR code first.

After the two of them went out after dinner, Tan Jingyang took the lemon sea salt candy from Jizhun's hand and put it in his mouth, then took out a notebook from his schoolbag and handed it to him.

"Today's in-class notes." Tan Jingyang said, "I marked the problem-solving ideas in different colors, and red will most likely be the focus of the exam."

Ji Zhun looked at the notebook, it was the one he threw into the drawer casually.

He took the book and smiled to Tan Jingyang: "And you are here to urge me to study?"

"of course not.

Tan Jingyang just found an excuse for himself to meet Ji Zhun.

Otherwise, what can I say?Miss you, worry about you, came here to find you?

"Thank you, monitor." Ji Zhun showed his sharp canine teeth and grinned, "The old class doesn't care about me anymore, you're the only one who still thinks about it... Don't worry, try to live up to your expectations."

He froze suddenly.

It was originally a casual joke, but suddenly he remembered that person named Su Hao.

Thinking of such a vivid person finally lying motionless under the maroon blanket, stiff and cold.

"Heh." Ji Zhun laughed, feeling that he couldn't continue making this joke anymore.

Tan Jingyang stared at Jizhun silently, and he didn't ask if he didn't say anything.

Ji Zhun closed his eyes and sighed lightly, and when he opened them again, there was helplessness in his eyes.

He looked back at Tan Jingyang: "You are really calm."

Tan Jingyang knew what Ji Zhun was referring to, and the corners of his lips lightly pulled upwards.

"You will naturally say what you want to say."

His voice was not loud, still low and deep.Although there is no obvious emotion, Ji Zhun still feels an inexplicable sense of security.

"Let's talk as we walk." Ji Zhun raised his chin towards the side street.

"it is good."

……

The ginkgo leaves are beginning to turn yellow, and they will rustle when the wind blows.

Both sides of this street are full of ginkgo, probably because they don't want to spoil the beauty, the street is not cleaned by the sanitation workers, and the road is covered with golden leaves.

"I have a friend..." Jizhun's eyes flickered, and he changed his words with a smile, "It's not really a friend, it's just an acquaintance."

He was silent for another moment, then said softly, "He passed away."

Tan Jingyang stopped silently.

Ji Zhun: "Not now, it has been dead for many years."

Only then did Tan Jingyang's expression relax a bit.

"Brother Hei and him are brothers, and the two of them opened the game hall together. Brother Hei attaches great importance to the game hall, after all, it is the only thing the other party left him. Bought the game hall." Ji Zhun Dundun, "The person who sold it was brother Hei's girlfriend, and they are planning to get married."

"Brother Hei's...brother." Tan Jingyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and quickly traced the relationship between the characters in his heart.

Brother Hei's, brother's...boyfriend?

Jijun: "They're gay."

Tan Jingyang: "."

The tip of his index finger couldn't help but move his lowered hand.

When Tan Jingyang heard the word "homosexuality" unexpectedly, Tan Jingyang's heart still trembled violently.

"Brother Hei loves his girlfriend very much, but his girlfriend said that if he still wants to get married, he should not bother with the game hall." Ji Zhun didn't notice Tan Jingyang's strangeness, and kicked the ginkgo fruit under his feet and continued, "Just because The two of them had a big fight today, but they didn't come up with a result in the end."

"Oh." Tan Jingyang cleared her throat, "Yes."

Only he himself knew that at this time he was already arrhythmia.

"I've seen that 'boyfriend', how should I put it..." Ji Zhun organized the adjectives, "Elite, celebrity, cunning businessman... Domineering president?"

"Is that the one you looked at in Moments in class?"

Ji Zhun was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said with a smile, "Yes."

He slightly raised his head to look at the street lamp: "The man that Brother Hei said is definitely a real bastard. But to be honest, when I saw him, I didn't think so."

With hesitation in Ji Zhun's eyes, he murmured to himself: "His feelings for Su Hao should be true and deep."

Thinking of this, he suddenly smiled again, shook his head and said, "But who knows, I've never liked a man before."

Tan Jingyang's heart sank suddenly, and his expression almost froze.

Ji Zhun asked Xiang Tan Jingyang: "Do you think I should talk to that person? If he really has something to hide, why didn't he tell Brother Hei?... In this case, wouldn't it be good for them to jointly own the game hall?"

Tan Jingyang: "..."

Seeing that the other party hadn't said a word for a long time, Ji Zhun looked at Tan Jingyang suspiciously, and called softly, "Brother Yang?"

Tan Jingyang's body was shocked suddenly, and he looked back at Xiang Jizhun in a daze.

Ji Zhun couldn't help frowning: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Tan Jingyang frantically rummaged through his pockets looking for cigarettes, but his hand slipped and the cigarette case fell to the ground.

Ji Zhun bent down to pick up the cigarette and returned it to Tan Jingyang, and asked tentatively, "Did I mention this and made you uncomfortable?" He was referring to sexual orientation.

"No." Tan Jingyang's Adam's apple moved, and he glanced aside.

The two found a relatively sheltered position and stood.

Tan Jingyang took a few puffs of cigarettes to suppress his gushing emotions, and then let out a breath to look as natural as possible.

"The other party has his reasons for not telling me." Tan Jingyang paused, and said in a low voice, "Forcing questions may not necessarily get a real answer, and sometimes it will be counterproductive."

"What's the matter with you?" Ji Zhun frowned, staring at Tan Jingyang suspiciously, and did not follow up on his answer.

Tan Jingyang pursed her lips, turned her head and smoked half a cigarette.

After the smoke passed through his lungs, he finally mustered up the courage to look into the other person's eyes again.

"Ji Zhun..." When he spoke again, Tan Jingyang's voice was a little hoarse.

He seldom called Ji Zhun's name directly like this.

"Huh?" Ji Zhun also suppressed his smile, silently waiting for the other party's next words.

For some reason, he was also a little nervous by Tan Jingyang's appearance.

Tan Jingyang took a deep breath and spoke in a tangled manner.

"What do you think about homosexuality...?"

"What?" Jizhun was a little confused by his question.

Tan Jingyang bit the tip of her tongue hard, and even felt the sweet blood coming from her mouth for a moment.

He looked at Jizhun deeply, and repeated again:

"What do you think about homosexuality?"

……