What kind of bad thoughts can the monitor have?

Fortunately, on the way back, a taxi happened to drop off nearby and was stopped by Tan Jingyang.

He stuffed Ji Zhun into the car, and got in with him.

The driver seemed to smell the alcohol on the two of them, and looked at them repeatedly from the rearview mirror.

"Why are you two here? You ran so far in the middle of the night." The driver asked.

Jizhun had a terrible headache at the moment, and he really didn't have the energy to answer.He lowered the windows to get some air, but Tan Jingyang pressed his hand and raised them back.

"Don't blow the wind, or it will be even more uncomfortable." Tan Jingyang stopped Ji Zhun in a low voice, and then nodded politely to the driver, "Student celebrates his birthday, and we will have dinner at a nearby farmhouse."

The driver responded: "Look, your friend has drunk a lot, right? Be careful not to throw up on my car, I just washed the car."

"Hey, don't worry." Tan Jingyang smiled softly, and changed into the usual expression of the class leader.

I have to say, it works very well.The driver didn't say anything along the way.

The scenery outside the car window gradually became crowded again. Tan Jingyang looked sideways at Jizhun, only to see him leaning on the back of the seat with his eyebrows frowned, his lips pursed into a line.

The neon lights of the city reflected on his face through the window, dancing with colored spots.A ray of red happened to land on Ji Zhun's neck, outlining his sharp collarbone.

Tan Jingyang's eyes darkened, she couldn't help turning her face away, and tapped her index finger on the leather cushion.

"Where are you going?" Ji Zhun asked with his eyes closed.

"Your home." Tan Jingyang paused, "Or my home."

"Why are you going to your house? There are so many people that you can't fit in." Ji Zhun opened his eyes and said softly, "Master, stop the car."

As a result, as soon as the car stopped, he slammed open the door and jumped down, leaning against a tree and throwing up again with a "wow".

"Oh, look, I almost got my car dirty." The driver shook his head again and again, and said to Tan Jingyang, "Young man, I'm in a hurry to change shifts, why don't you change cars?"

Tan Jingyang knew that the driver was afraid that Jizhun would vomit again, so he made a random excuse, what shift is at this hour?

But he didn't point it out. He glanced at Jizhun under the tree, paid the driver quickly, and got out of the car.

In fact, the contents of Ji Zhun's stomach had been vomited out a long time ago, and now it's just retching.

Tan Jingyang helped him along his back, and the palm of his hand touched his obvious spine through the fabric of the clothes, feeling the heat from his skin.

"are you OK?"

"It's okay." Ji Zhun waved his hands with his back to him, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Help me find a hotel nearby, drink like a bear and go home, sister Jiao will break my legs. "

Tan Jingyang nodded and searched for nearby hotels with her mobile phone.During the period, he also walked to the side and called Cheng Zui, telling him that he would not be going back tonight.

"Are you looking for Ji Zhun?" Cheng Zui's calm voice came from the phone.

"Yeah." Tan Jingyang replied heavily, "It's not easy for him to go home after drinking too much, and I don't feel at ease leaving him outside."

Cheng Zui was silent for a while, and then said softly: "Okay, I understand."

Just when Tan Jingyang was about to hang up the phone, Cheng Zui suddenly called out again: "Brother Yang!" He paused, then sighed, "You know what I want to say, right?"

Tan Jingyang's deep eyes darkened again, and he looked back at Jizhun under the tree.

"Well, I know how to measure." He responded lightly.

The two searched for several hotels one after another, but probably because of the weekend, no matter whether it was a high-end hotel or a normal one, they were already fully booked.

After finally finding a home in a relatively remote alley, there was only the last big bed room left.

"Just here." Jizhun handed the ID card to the front desk wearily.

The lady at the front desk took it, and then looked at Tan Jingyang who was beside him: "Show yours too."

"Oh, he doesn't..." Before Jizhun finished speaking, Tan Jingyang had already dug out his ID card and handed it over.He looked at Tan Jingyang in surprise.

"I'm worried about you doing this." Tan Jingyang didn't even look at Ji Zhun, and waited for the front desk to complete the registration and took out the room card before saying, "Let's go."

Ji Zhun stood there without moving for a long time, thinking about what Tan Jingyang wanted to do with what little brain capacity he had left.Before, he was afraid that he would not be able to avoid him, but now he actually said that he would stay and take care of him?The lonely man and the widow share a room, and there is only one bed, no matter how you think about it...

The elevator arrived with a "ding", and Tan Jingyang pressed the door open button and turned to Ji Zhun and said, "Go upstairs."

Jizhun breathed a sigh of relief and retracted his thoughts, but still stepped up and followed Tan Jingyang into the elevator.

Seeing them leave, the lady at the front desk behind her immediately took out her mobile phone and sent a whole row of "!!!!!!" in a group called "Crazy!"

The elevator slowly ascended, and Ji Zhun felt dizzy again due to the weightlessness.

In the cramped space, the white orchid fragrance mixed with alcohol on Tan Jingyang's body could not help lingering in his nose.Ji Zhun touched his nose and moved to the side.

Tan Jingyang seemed to be staring at the ever-changing number of floors the whole time, but in fact he had a panoramic view of Ji Zhun's subtle movements, and he frowned slightly.

"Actually, I'm really fine." Ji Zhun said with half-cast eyes.

"Don't you mind?"

"Huh?" Ji Zhun subconsciously looked up at Tan Jingyang, and met his dark eyes.For a moment, I felt that those eyes were like a whirlpool, and if I was not careful, I would be drawn into the depths.

"Still, you're scared." Tan Jingyang hooked her lower lip, stared at Ji Zhun and asked softly, "Huh?"

"Oh, I'm afraid what are you doing." Ji Zhun smiled, but still turned his gaze away.

For the first time, he felt that Tan Jingyang's slightly taller height than himself would be so oppressive in this narrow environment.

The two walked to the door of the room, and Tan Jingyang swiped the door open with the room card, and inserted it into the electric tank.

There was a damp musty smell in the room, after all, it was not a high-end hotel.But at this moment, Jizhun couldn't care less, he opened the window to ventilate, and reached into his pocket to touch the cigarette again.

As soon as he took one out and put it in his mouth, Tan Jingyang took it directly.

"Go take a shower first, and then go to sleep quickly." Tan Jingyang put the cigarette on the ashtray and sat down in front of the chair beside him.

Ji Zhun wanted to ask him how he would sleep in the next bed.But he swallowed the words again, thinking that such a difficult question should be done by Tan Jingyang, a top student.

He nodded, turned and went into the bathroom.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of running water from the shower that Tan Jingyang's shoulders relaxed a little and collapsed.

He picked up Ji Zhun's unsmoked cigarette again between his fingers, leaned closer to the fire and turned his head to light it.

Only now did he feel a slight hint of alcohol.Tan Jingyang put his elbows on the armrest to support his head, closed his eyes and rubbed the center of his brows.

The drainage in the bathroom is very bad, and a lot of water has accumulated on the floor before washing for a while.Jizhun didn't want to step on the floor with bare feet, so he could only wear the disposable slippers that came with the hotel.

The foam of the shampoo was hanging on the water surface, and Ji Zhun felt a shock in his heart, wanting to wash his feet quickly and then go out.As a result, a center of gravity was unstable and slipped, and the body suddenly fell backwards, and the back of the head hit the wall with a "boom".

"what!"

Tan Jingyang heard Jizhun's short exclamation and a muffled sound suddenly coming from the bathroom.He got up quickly and rushed over, pushing the door open.

In the foggy bathroom, Ji Zhun was sitting naked on the ground with his back against the wall, frowning and covering his head.

The rain shower head was still pouring water on him.

"Jizhun!" Tan Jingyang didn't care whether he would get wet, so he went to help Jizhun while the water was dripping.

"Fuck, it hurts—" Jizhun's voice was trembling now, but he still waved Tan Jingyang's hand away, trying to stand up by himself.

"Where does it hurt?!" Tan Jingyang touched the back of Jizhun's head in a panic, and Jizhun grabbed his hand and gasped, "Hiss, don't touch it."

Tan Jingyang's hand paused, and the next second he directly hugged Ji Zhun.

"Don't, I haven't finished washing!"

"Fuck the ass!" Tan Jingyang cursed angrily, walked out of the bathroom with Jizhun in his arms, and put him gently on the bed.

"Wait, I'll get you a bath towel." Tan Jingyang pulled the curtain, and quickly went back to get the bath towel.Just as Ji Zhun was about to wipe it, he raised his hand again to block it.

"Don't want that, it's so dirty." While suffering from pain, Ji Zhun still didn't forget to make a mistake.

Tan Jingyang took a deep breath, took off the clothes that were close to her coat, threw them to Ji Zhun and said, "Take it and wipe it!"

After speaking, he took the bath towel and helped Ji Zhun wipe his wet hair.

The air suddenly became quiet, and Ji Zhun was holding Tan Jingyang's clothes in his hand, which still carried the other person's body temperature.

With her upper body bare, Tan Jingyang wiped his head with a dark face without saying a word.It was only then that Ji Zhun realized that he was still in a state of completeness and luo.

His face turned red all of a sudden.

At this time, Tan Jingyang really didn't have any other wrong thoughts, he was only afraid that Ji Zhun would have another concussion.

He carefully wiped the other party's watery hair, and asked worriedly, "Are you dizzy? Do you feel sick?"

Seeing that the other party didn't reply for a long time, he stopped his movements and reached out to lift Ji Zhun's chin.

"That's no nonsense, of course you'll be dizzy if you drink too much." Ji Zhun hurriedly avoided, and said in a muffled voice, "It's okay, the head bump wasn't hard."

"Are you sure?" Tan Jingyang frowned and asked, "Where does it hurt?"

"Tail, tailbone."

Ji Zhun wiped his body with Tan Jingyang's clothes in embarrassment.Just before he fell, he instinctively supported the wall with his hands, avoiding his vital parts, but his buttocks still sat on the ground hard.

"Do you want to go to the hospital to take a film?" Tan Jingyang asked.

"Probably not." Ji Zhun took a breath and tried to move his body.

Fortunately, the pain has begun to ease now.

He breathed a sigh of relief, rubbing his body to get up from the bed again, but Tan Jingyang grabbed his shoulders tightly.

"What are you doing again?"

Ji Zhun pursed his lips, and his voice couldn't help softening a bit: "I want to wash it again, and now I feel very uncomfortable all over."

Tan Jingyang looked at him, the impatience in his eyes was soothed by the other party's weak look, and gradually calmed down.

Finally, he took a deep breath, let it out slowly, and said in a low voice, "Let me help you."

Seeing Ji Zhun's hesitant look, Tan Jingyang turned around flatly and searched for towels in his bag, without turning his head, he said, "Don't worry, homosexuals don't always kill every man they meet."

From the corner of the eye, he noticed Ji Zhun's obviously flustered expression, and a self-deprecating smile flashed across Tan Jingyang's eyes.

……

After helping Jizhun take a shower, he watched him lie on the bed and put on the quilt.Tan Jingyang zipped up his jacket and left the room without saying a word.

Just when Ji Zhun thought that the other party had gone back, he walked in again carrying a plastic bag, and took out a bottle of medicinal wine from it.

"Turn around." Tan Jingyang said in a low voice.

Ji Zhun was startled, but he turned over obediently and turned his back to Tan Jingyang.

Tan Jingyang sat on the edge of the bed, gently lifted up Jizhun's T-shirt, and pulled down his trousers a little.Then he poured some medicinal wine, rubbed it on his palm to warm it up, and put his hand on Jizhun's tailbone.

When Tan Jingyang touched his skin, Ji Zhun couldn't help but tremble.The fingers holding the pillow tightened suddenly, and the knuckles of the fingers protruded.

"Is this strength okay?" Tan Jingyang rubbed Ji Zhun and asked.

"Yeah." Jun Ji buried his head in the pillow, and casually threw out a joke to ease the embarrassment, "The service of technician No. [-] is very good, and I will give you a good review later."

But Tan Jingyang didn't answer his stalks at all, and just continued to massage him in silence.

At this time, only an orange desk lamp was turned on in the room, and the warm light covered everything around with a soft light mask.

The weight of Tan Jingyang's strike was very appropriate, and Jizhun felt that the pain in his waist was gradually easing, followed by a hot tingling sensation.

"It's all blue." Tan Jingyang said lightly, his voice sounded a little hoarse.

For some reason, when Ji Zhun heard this voice, his whole body went numb as if he had been electrocuted.

"Hey, just press it, don't look around."

The Brigadier General buried his face deeper into the pillow, and he thought that fortunately Tan Jingyang couldn't see his expression now, otherwise he would really be unable to tell.

But he also didn't see that Tan Jingyang's earlobes were already red to the point of bleeding behind him.

Because of all the restraint, the hands massaging him were trembling uncontrollably.

"Okay." Tan Jingyang helped Ji Zhun pull up his trousers, turned around and walked quickly to the window.

He opened the window and took a few breaths of fresh cold air.The obvious changes in his body told him that he must not turn around at this moment.

With her back to Ji Zhun, Tan Jingyang reached for the cigarette case from the table and lit a cigarette, smoking silently.

Brigadier General Ji was covered back by the lifted T-shirt, turned over carefully and lay on his back, resting his head with one arm, and half-raised his eyes to look at Tan Jingyang.

After Tan Jingyang finished smoking, she picked up the clothes she had just used to wipe Ji Zhun's body from the bed and went to the bathroom.

During this period, the two remained silent.

Hearing the sound of flushing from the bathroom, Ji Zhun sighed softly, then reached out to the bedside table and turned off the lamp.

After Tan Jingyang finished washing his clothes and came out again, the room was already plunged into darkness.

He thought that Jizhun must have fallen asleep, so he quietly returned to the seat and sat down again, intending to stay like this until dawn.

"Tan Jingyang."

Ji Zhun's voice suddenly came from the darkness, sounding sober.

Tan Jingyang was stunned for a moment, but still responded in a low voice: "Huh?"

Ji Zhun didn't speak for a long time, just when Tan Jingyang thought that the other party was just talking in sleep, he said again lightly:

"Have you fallen in love with someone?" He paused, then said, "I still know this person."

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