What kind of bad thoughts can the monitor have?

The lights in the projection hall dimmed, and with the singing of "Waterfall", the Iguazu Falls on the screen flew down, which was as beautiful as an oil painting in the contrast of light and shadow.

Wu Tong leaned over to Ji Zhun and whispered, "I heard that Tony Leung drank a lot of alcohol when he was filming the opening scene. Being an actor is really not easy, right?"

Seeing that Ji Zhun didn't reply for a long time, she looked sideways with some doubts.I saw him frowning slightly, staring at the screen intently.But the trance in his eyes clearly means that he is thinking about other things.

Just as Wu Tong thought, Ji Zhun's thoughts are still lingering on "the scene at the beginning".

I remember the first time I watched "Happy Together" with Lu Rover at home, he just thought it was fresh, and even discussed with Lu Rover how men and men behave.But soon his attention followed the progress of the plot, so that what impressed him most in the whole movie was the scene of Tony Leung standing alone under the waterfall at the end, not this passionate scene.

But this time everything is different.

Looking at the two entangled bodies in the mottled and yellowed mirror in the picture, and He Baorong under Li Yaohui, the blue veins on his neck protruding when he climbed to the top.He just felt that the body temperature of the whole body was rising.

The three-dimensional surrounding ambiguous gasps stimulated his tympanic membranes, and his hands involuntarily clenched the armrests of the seat, and a thin layer of sweat leaked from his palms.

In the depths of his pupils where light and shadow danced, the images in the film overlapped and intertwined with his dreams that day.The panting sound was also in the buzzing tinnitus, gradually transitioning from a movie role to the deep voice that he was very familiar with.

The man pressed his fingers against the wall of the bathroom with entangled fingers, and then covered his ear from behind, rubbing his earlobe and calling out hoarsely:

"Continue to..."

"Ji Zhun, Ji Zhun?"

Wu Tong's voice woke him up abruptly, and Ji Zhun turned his head in confusion, his eyes even a little loose.

"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?" Wu Tong asked worriedly, "You're breathing so fast."

"Ah, no, it's okay." Ji Zhun bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a bloody smell came from his mouth instantly.

With some disgust, he picked up the mineral water to wash away the taste, and then peeled off a plum candy and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Either?" He handed the candy to Wu Tong's hand.

"Thank you." Wu Tong took it and smiled sweetly at him.

Ji Zhun looked back at the screen again, slightly taken aback.Well, the plot is almost half over.

His eyes flicked, his brows furrowed even tighter.The plum candy was crushed with a "crack", then crushed into powder and swallowed as if venting anger.If it wasn't for Wu Tong still sitting beside him, he really wanted to raise his hand and slap himself hard.

Watching a literary film look like this, it's too special and not literary!

Ji Zhun took a deep breath, adjusting his turbulent emotions.Fortunately, the light in the theater gave him an excellent cover for the changes in his body, and the length of the film also gave him enough room to calm down.Otherwise, I'm afraid that I will really have a good time in front of everyone.

……

But at this time in another corner of the city, in a restaurant that has already passed the meal time, there are only a few tables of guests left.

Tan Jingyang finished washing the last stack of dishes, wiped her hands on her apron, walked to the front desk, and skillfully entered today's accounts into the computer for registration.

He glanced back at the clock on the wall and took off his apron.Then he went to the staff changing room, took off his work clothes, and changed them back into his own.

"Come to Xiaotan, take this back home and give it to your brother to eat hot at night."

A lunch box was handed to Tan Jingyang, and then there was a rushing voice.

Tan Jingyang took the lunch box and saw that it was a whole set of freshly made caramelized sugar balls.

He smiled shyly, but didn't immediately take it with his hands:

"Excuse me, Uncle Wang, let me give you the money."

"Stinky boy! Don't you see me outside?"

The person who spoke was Master Wang, the chef of this restaurant, and he seemed to be a relative of the boss.I heard that doing business in Guangdong was very prosperous in the early years, but later I got tired of the intrigues in the shopping malls, so I simply came here to be a cook.

Besides the boss, Master Wang was the first person Tan Jingyang greeted him after he came to the store.

He likes the young man Tan Jingyang very much. He thinks he is polite and hardworking, and he is a fool in dealing with people.After learning more or less about the situation of Tan Jingyang's family, she took good care of him on weekdays.

"Then thank you." Tan Jingyang no longer refused, took the lunch box and nodded to Master Wang, "Gai Minger has the opportunity to let me show you a hand."

"Okay!" Master Wang patted Tan Jingyang on the shoulder, and suddenly reminded him as if he remembered something, "Oh, by the way, when you were busy in the back kitchen today, a tall and thin man came to see you ...I look like your uncle!"

Tan Jingyang's face sank immediately:

"What is he here for?"

"How do I know." Master Wang casually unscrewed the bottle and Lao Baigan took a sip, "But when I came up, I asked everywhere about how much salary you get, and it was absolutely dishonest. I asked someone to tell him that you didn't come to work today, and sent him away. gone."

"Okay, I see." Tan Jingyang nodded to Master Wang, "Thank you, Uncle Wang."

"No thanks." Master Wang smacked his lips, "Try to avoid that kind of people, it's like a dog skin plaster and it's not easy to tear off, even if you tear it off, it will leave black marks." After a pause, he continued. Said, "But the words are light, after all, they are related..."

He took another sip of wine and looked at Tan Jingyang with distressed eyes: "It's hard for you, my child."

Tan Jingyang smiled lightly: "It's okay, I'm used to it."

He picked up the bag containing the lunch box to Master Wang: "I'll go back first."

"Let's go, don't always ride so fast on the road."

"Eh."

Tan Jingyang turned and left the restaurant, unlocked the bicycle and rode towards Tianshui Street.

The winter wind blew on his face like a knife cutting flesh, and Tan Jingyang's hand holding the handlebar was also red from the cold.But he didn't intend to slow down the car because of this, and even almost ran a red light, and was severely "beeped" twice by the whizzing car.

It wasn't because of that bastard uncle's sudden visit, but because he saw Ji Zhun when he passed by the archives today while working.

There is also Wu Tong by his side.

Tan Jingyang's eyes darkened, and his heart couldn't help feeling restless again.He knew that Ji Zhun was still running away, so he was always trying to make the other party face up to his feelings as soon as possible.But that little bastard actually ran out to watch a movie with girls?Don't want to "go to the doctor in a hurry".

Tan Jingyang freed one hand to touch the cigarette in his pocket, and took a deep breath with it in his mouth.

Tianshui Street was completely dark tonight, and even Aunt Hui's massage parlor was closed.

Only then did Tan Jingyang remember that Aunt Hui had told him about the repair of the nearby circuit, and that there might be a power outage in this area at any time.

He locked his bicycle and walked towards the corridor in the dark with a cigarette in his hand.Just at the turn on the first floor, a hand suddenly emerged from the darkness and put it on his shoulder.

Tan Jingyang's eyes froze, and he used his elbow to punch the opponent's waist hard with his backhand.

Suddenly there was a scream in the corridor:

"Ah, it's me!"

Tan Jingyang frowned: "Yuan Chengwen?"

The person who came was Tan Jingyang's uncle, Yuan Chengwen. He covered his waist and smiled awkwardly at Tan Jingyang: "No, don't you miss you?"

Tan Jingyang glanced at the second floor, then dragged Yuan Chengwen out of the corridor.

Under the icy moonlight, he saw that half of Yuan Chengwen's face was swollen, and there was still a strong smell of alcohol on his body.

"Do you have any cigarettes, nephew?" Yuan Chengwen grinned at the corners of his mouth, showing no hint of outsiders.

Tan Jingyang didn't speak, and stared at him silently for a moment, then took out the cigarette case and threw it to him.

Yuan Chengwen couldn't wait to light the cigarette, and after a few puffs, he sighed in satisfaction, shook the cigarette between his fingers and said, "Hey, it's still a foreign cigarette! I'm living a good life recently."

Tan Jingyang frowned, he just bought the cigarettes today.Kent, the mint flavor that Ji Zhun likes to smoke most.It's really not cheap.

"How did you find this place?" Tan Jingyang asked coldly.

Yuan Chengwen laughed complacently: "Hey, what's so difficult about it. As long as you're still in this city, I'm sure I'll be able to find you, right?" After he finished speaking, he was going to pull Tan Jingyang, "Let's go, let's go. Let’s go home first, I’m starving to death!”

Tan Jingyang sideways avoided Yuan Chengwen's hand, and had no intention of letting him in at all.

Yuan Chengwen was stunned when he saw this, and then let go of his hand resentfully: "Nephew, I'm your uncle! Apart from Tan Le, I'm your closest person in this world. Why? I really plan to never get along with my uncle and me." Contact?"

A trace of impatience flashed in Tan Jingyang's eyes, and his tone couldn't help but increase: "What on earth are you looking for me for?"

Yuan Chengwen licked the corner of his mouth, gasped in pain, but still smiled flatteringly and said: "It's not peaceful in my place recently, and the glasses group are guarding the door all day long, so I can't go home. I'm just thinking about it." Come here to avoid the limelight, they probably won't be able to find you for a while."

"Hold…"

Tan Jingyang pursed her lips and sneered, "You made yourself dirty outside, and now you come to me without even saying hello, aren't you afraid of hurting your two nephews?"

His eyes were full of sarcasm: "Yuan Chengwen, is there such a real uncle as you?"

Yuan Chengwen opened his mouth when he heard the words, and simply stopped being friendly. He suppressed his smile and said unhappily: "I would say that when I fucking thought of you! A bastard who doesn't recognize your relatives! If your mother is still alive, she will definitely marry you!" It's not over!"

"Don't fucking mention my mother to me." Tan Jingyang narrowed her eyes violently, "Get out, or I'm really rude."

"Okay, you can do it!" Yuan Chengwen nodded again and again, and then leaned against the telephone pole, "It's okay to let me go... I think the restaurant you work in is quite high-end, so you should earn a lot, right?"

He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of "asking for money" to Tan Jingyang: "Here, I'll leave as soon as I'm sure!"

Tan Jingyang saw that he was completely shameless, licked his back molars and sneered:

"What the hell are you dreaming about?"

Yuan Chengwen raised his eyebrows: "Okay, then I will stay here today. I will go to your school tomorrow morning and let the whole school know how you, a heartless bastard, treat your uncle. of."

Tan Jingyang clenched and loosened his clenched fists, and finally closed his eyes and snorted coldly:

"as you like."

After speaking, turn around and go upstairs.

Seeing that Tan Jingyang couldn't hold back the threat, Yuan Chengwen cursed angrily, jumped up from behind him, and strangled Tan Jingyang's neck severely with his arms.

"Is the bank card in your schoolbag? Ah?!" He pulled the bag on Tan Jingyang's shoulder with red eyes, "What's the password? Your mother's birthday?!"

Tan Jingyang's throat was strangled by Yuan Chengwen, and he felt his brain buzzing.A chill flashed across his eyes, and he opened his mouth to bite Yuan Chengwen's arm.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

Yuan Chengwen felt pain and relaxed his hands for a moment.Tan Jingyang took the opportunity to press down his arm, and then pressed Yuan Chengwen hard to the ground with his backhand.

"Bastard!" Yuan Chengwen punched Tan Jingyang's cheek, and Tan Jingyang's face was heavily tilted to one side, only feeling a sharp pain in his mandible.

But he still pinched Yuan Chengwen's neck fiercely, tightening and tightening the strength in his hand.

Seeing that Yuan Chengwen was about to roll his eyes, three figures suddenly walked out from the intersection.

The leading "glasses" showed a playful smile when he saw the scene in front of him:

"Hey, where is this acting? Uncle and nephew turned against each other for some money?"

His eyes moved to Tan Jingyang, pretending to comfort him: "No need, this matter is really unnecessary."

As he spoke, he winked at the two men behind him who were holding a vise and a steel pipe respectively.

The two understood and stepped forward to forcefully separate Tan Jingyang and Yuan Chengwen.

At this time, Yuan Chengwen was obviously frightened by the three visiting people, and he stood aside tremblingly, not daring to move.

Seeing this, the two men set their sights on Tan Jingyang's body, holding him tightly one by one.

Still smiling in the glasses, he walked slowly in front of Tan Jingyang, and pulled his hair back violently.

Tan Jingyang was forced to raise his head, but there was still no timidity on his face.

The glasses looked at him and said slowly: "Tan Jingyang, I really like your temper. If it weren't for this little money, we might still be able to make friends."

"Oh." Tan Jingyang snorted and smiled, "Forget it."

The glasses were not annoyed, and still persuaded in a nice voice: "You should know that Yuan Chengwen borrowed some money from me. It's actually not much, and the total is only more than 3 yuan. The two of us have a good temper , I can give you a change. It’s only [-], give me some time and we’ll settle the account quickly, so we won’t be too embarrassed if we meet again in the future, right?”

Yuan Chengwen was dumbfounded when he heard it:

"No, isn't it? Why did it suddenly change to 2?! Didn't I already repay you more than [-]!"

The face of the glasses turned cold, and the man holding the vise gave Yuan Chengwen a hard kick in an instant, kicking him to the ground again not long after he got up.

The vise with the cold light pointed at the back of Yuan Chengwen's head:

"You shouldn't shut up when you're talking, or I'll open the ladle for you right now, and treat you to drink tofu nao."

Yuan Chengwen was so frightened that he lost all confidence in an instant, like a sieve.

The glasses turned their eyes to Tan Jingyang again, and raised their chins at him: "I know there have been conflicts between your uncle and nephew, but he is your own uncle after all, do you really want to let it go?"

Tan Jingyang's hair was being pulled, and the corners of his lips curled up while staring at his glasses: "Didn't you hear what he said, you have already repaid more than 2 yuan. What do you mean by asking me for another [-] yuan?"

Glasses sighed with feigned annoyance: "Hey, isn't there personnel costs, mental damage costs, and other messy things added together, and it's almost the same."

"You guys, don't bully people too much!" Yuan Chengwen yelled again with his head in his arms.

"Damn..." Glasses gritted his teeth and let go of Tan Jingyang's hair, turned around and walked quickly to Yuan Chengwen, and picked up his collar, "Shut up the fuck, don't you understand?! Ah?!"

Tan Jingyang saw the right opportunity, and suddenly bent his knees to avoid the man who was restraining him.

The man shouted angrily, raised the steel pipe and threw it at him on the head.Tan Jingyang raised his arms to protect his head, and received a solid blow.

"Well!"

He snorted, but he still didn't stop working on his legs, and he kicked the man straight down three times with a flying kick.

The man suddenly let out a scream, covered his vitals with his hands, and the steel pipe fell to the ground with a "clang".

Tan Jingyang quickly picked up the steel pipe, turned around to block the pliers swung by another person, and then quickly retreated to the corner of the wall, pressing his back against the wall to prevent being attacked from behind.

Seeing the sudden reversal of the situation, Glasses immediately drew a sharp dagger from his waist and pressed it against Yuan Chengwen's carotid artery.

Glasses: "It's fucking dead, right—?!!"

"Nephew, nephew—!!" Yuan Chengwen felt the tip of the knife touching his skin, and shouted hysterically, "Don't, don't——!!!"

"Tan Jingyang, put down the steel pipe for me!" shouted angrily with red eyes in glasses.

Tan Jingyang gritted her teeth and stared at the menacing glasses, then moved to the side of the man holding a vise and staring at him.His gaze finally focused on Yuan Chengwen, whose face was pale and the dagger was pressed against his neck.

His chest heaved violently.

"Did you hear that?! Leave it to me—!" The dagger moved half a point closer to Yuan Chengwen's neck.

"Tan Jingyang! Nephew!" Yuan Chengwen was frightened into tears, and begged with trembling lips, "Listen, be obedient! There are so many of them!"

Tan Jingyang's hand holding the steel pipe had blue veins, and the arm that was hit earlier was already red and swollen, and there was severe pain, and he didn't know if it was broken.

His muscles were tightly tensed, and he remained in a stalemate with several people in silence.

"Nephew—!! Save me! You can't ignore uncle!"

"shut up."

Tan Jingyang closed her eyes and forced out two words from between her teeth.

Then, his hand suddenly loosened.The steel pipe fell to the ground instantly, making a crisp sound.

"Fuck, dare to fight with me." The glasses spat viciously on the ground, "You're courting death!"

As he spoke, he raised his jaw at the other two men, and the three of them approached Tan Jingyang step by step together...

Just at this critical moment, a police siren suddenly sounded from the alley.

With the red and blue lights flashing, a group of policemen rushed towards the alley quickly:

"Don't move!"

The three people in the glasses were all shocked when they saw this, and looked forward in disbelief:

"Damn it, when did this kid call the police?!"

Tan Jingyang's eyes also turned suspicious for a moment, and turned his gaze to Yuan Chengwen who was lying on the ground.

Yuan Chengwen didn't expect the development of the situation, but after knowing that nothing happened, his whole body collapsed on the ground like mud.

The police arrived at the scene, quickly subdued the three glasses, and put them on the police car.

"elder brother--!!!"

A small figure quickly ran towards Tan Jingyang, and burst into tears immediately after seeing his injured arm.

"Tan... Le?" Tan Jingyang called softly, "You called the police?"

Tan Le cried with snot and tears all over his face, and said intermittently: "You haven't, haven't come back, Aunt Hui, Aunt Hui took me to dinner... woo woo woo, when I came back, I saw debt collectors bullying you, Aunt Hui called the police!"

Tan Jingyang's gaze softened completely at this time, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised and smiled: "That's it."

"Tan Jingyang! Are you okay?" Aunt Hui also trotted over with a panicked expression.

"Well, it's okay." Tan Jingyang nodded slightly at Aunt Hui, "Thanks to you today, Aunt Hui."

"Tsk, shit is fine!" Aunt Hui yelled secretly, "Your hand... go, go to the hospital first!"

"I'll go by myself." Tan Jingyang glanced at the police car, then turned to Aunt Hui and said softly, "You still have to go to the police station to explain the situation. I'll be there as soon as I finish the treatment."

Aunt Hui: "Yes, I see."

"Well, Xiao Le has to trouble you too..."

"I want to be with my brother!" Tan Le hurriedly interrupted, crying, and hugged Tan Jingyang's leg tightly.

"Just let him follow you." Aunt Hui sighed and said, "The child is frightened this time, and I'm afraid no one will be able to take him away except follow you."

Tan Jingyang pursed her lips: "Okay." He looked down at Tan Le, "Let's go, Xiao Le."

"Nephew, nephew?"

Yuan Chengwen's weak shout came from behind him at this time, Tan Jingyang stood still and looked back at him coldly.

Yuan Chengwen's lips trembled violently, and he looked up at Tan Jingyang in a kneeling posture, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if he wanted to say something.

Just when Tan Jingyang exhausted his last bit of patience and turned to leave, he slammed his fists hard on the ground and said in a hoarse trembling voice, "Damn me, I'm not human... You, you forgive me."

Hearing this, Tan Jingyang's eyes were filled with contempt and disgust.

He snorted a sneer from his nose, and then took Tan Le and left Tianshui Street without looking back.

……

When the hydrogen peroxide touched the scratches on the body, a layer of white foam appeared.Watching the doctor clean up the wound, Tan Jingyang didn't even frown.

Tan Leke on the side couldn't do it anymore. Seeing the doctor throw away the blood-stained gauze, tears began to fall again.

"Don't cry." Tan Jingyang reprimanded in a low voice, "Don't cry every day, man."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"Can it not hurt?" The doctor who helped Tan Jingyang treat the wound said, "Looking at you, you are so gentle, how can you fight with others?"

"It's not my brother who wants to fight!" Tan Le immediately retorted, "It's those bad guys who bullied him!"

After the doctor sterilized and bandaged the wound, he said to Tan Jingyang, "Fortunately, the arm is not broken, otherwise it will delay the study? ...Be careful next time!"

Tan Jingyang smiled politely at the doctor: "You are right."

The doctor lost his temper when he saw that the young man was so polite, and said slowly, "You can't draw water to the wound for two days. If you need to take a bath, find someone to help you. I also prescribed a box of painkillers for you. It can be eaten at night when it hurts."

"Okay, thank you doctor." Tan Jingyang stood up and thanked the doctor. After hesitating for a moment, he asked tentatively:

"Well, can I trouble you to prescribe some more bandages for me?"

……

Tan Jingyang took the medicine, walked out of the emergency room with Tan Le, and sat down on a bench outside the hospital.

Looking at several missed calls from Cheng Zui, Tan Jingyang called him back and briefly explained what happened.

"Where are you now?" Cheng Zui on the other end of the phone was very worried.

"It's all right now." Tan Jingyang said softly, "Xiao Le is with me now, just wait for us at home."

"Brother Yang!" Cheng Zui's voice trembled, "I'm sorry, if I hadn't gone out to the party tonight..."

"It's okay." Tan Jingyang smiled, "You have just arrived in a new environment, and it is right to have a good relationship with your classmates." He paused and said, "Hang up first."

"Hey, Jan..."

The phone was cut off by Tan Jingyang and held in his hand. He slightly raised his head and leaned on the bench to look at the night, as if he was thinking about something.

Tan Le sat beside him carefully, and poked Tan Jingyang with his finger: "Brother, where are we going now?"

"Come on, help me hold the phone." Tan Jingyang said in a low voice.

"Oh." Tan Le took it obediently, tilting her head and waiting for Tan Jingyang's next instructions.

"Call your brother-in-law and tell him that your brother's hand is injured."

He paused, and added:

"No, say your brother's arm is broken. It's… serious."

……

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Tan Xijing is about to start making excuses~

今天粗长吧哈哈哈哈！感谢在2021-10-0719:36:42~2021-10-0922:36:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 water sills;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of water; 5 bottles of this;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!