What kind of bad thoughts can the monitor have?

The sun had just set when we returned to Nancheng Bus Station.The three of them were in a hurry to catch the car at noon and didn't even eat. They were so hungry right now.

When passing by the supermarket, Tan Jingyang said to Ji Zhun: "Why don't you go back after eating, I will buy some lamb and vegetables, and cook hot pot at home at night."

Ji Zhun nodded: "Success, I'm just in time for the rush hour, so it's more convenient to go to your place."

So the three of them carried a pile of hot pot ingredients, and Ji Zhun also held two large barrels of Coke, and walked slowly towards Tan Jingyang's house together in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The pink lights in Aunt Hui's massage parlor are just about to light up. She is wearing the royal blue cheongsam as usual, and is using alcohol to disinfect the cupping utensils one by one.

"Aunt Hui—!"

Tan Le yelled loudly from a long distance away, and then ran towards her quickly.

When Aunt Hui saw Tan Le, fine lines appeared in the corners of her eyes.Rubbing Tan Le's head and pursing his lips, he said, "Little brat, I miss you so much after not seeing you for a day." After speaking, he looked up at Tan Jingyang, and snarled at him in the corridor, "Your friend came back in the afternoon, and has been waiting at the door. It's on."

As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Zui from the corridor came out.

"Brother Yang!" He yelled with a smile, and suddenly saw Jizhun beside Tan Jingyang, the smile on his face froze slightly.

"The training camp is over?" Tan Jingyang was also a little surprised, but after thinking about it, it happened to be today.

"Yeah." Cheng Zui nodded lightly, scratching his hair in embarrassment, "I was in a hurry that morning and forgot to bring the keys. Aunt Hui said that you took Xiao Le back to your hometown, and I was worried that you would come back tonight. I'm not coming anymore." After he finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Ji Zhun again, and asked politely, "Why, did you meet on the road?"

"That..." Ji Zhun licked his lips and was thinking about what to say, when Tan Jingyang beside him answered directly, "He went to Meicheng with me."

Ji Zhun rubbed his nose, probably because of the previous one-on-one meeting with Cheng Zui, he always felt awkward seeing him now.

"Really." Cheng Zui lowered his eyes to look at his sneakers, and bent his lips.

"Let's go, go upstairs first." Tan Jingyang took out the key from his pocket, "There are too many things."

Brigadier General Ji lifted up the plastic bag again, and felt a complex gaze cast towards him from the side.

"Meicheng is no different than here, it's quite small." Seeing Ji Zhun looking at him, Cheng Zui smiled at him, "Let's not talk about high-end villa areas like Xicheng, there aren't even a few decent high-rise buildings."

"It's good, it's more smokey than here." Jizhun didn't intend to understand the meaning behind Cheng Zui's words, so he only answered the literal meaning.He just wants to eat hot pot now, and take a few sips of iced Coke.

In the kitchen, Cheng Zui skillfully arranged sliced ​​carrots and potatoes on a plate.Tan Jingyang retreated to the second line to make dipping sauce because of inconvenient hands.

"Today's radish is really sweet." Cheng Zui said as he squeezed a white radish from the cutting board and put it into his mouth.

Tan Jingyang was lowering his head to prepare the spices, so he responded casually, "Really."

"No." Cheng Zui nodded, and from the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw Ji Zhun who came to the kitchen to get a cup, his eyes darkened.Then he picked another piece of radish and handed it to Tan Jingyang's mouth, "Try it."

Tan Jingyang subconsciously opened her mouth and bit her mouth, then raised her eyebrows: "It's quite sweet."

"Right?" Cheng Zui smiled and seemingly unintentionally put the remaining half of a radish into his mouth, his gaze that swept over Ji Zhun's eyes keenly noticed the pause in the other's hand holding the cup, and his brows slightly frowned. Tighten up.

"Ji Zhun, ask Xiao Le to wash his hands and eat."

Tan Jingyang didn't know what happened just now, and when he turned around, he saw Ji Zhun was drinking Coke with his hips akimbo, wiped his hand on his apron casually, and came to snatch his cup.

"Drink less, you don't want to eat?"

"Eat..." Ji Zhun turned sideways to avoid Tan Jingyang's hand grabbing his drink, raised his eyes lazily, and said in a drawn-out tone, "Can't you know how to cook?"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left the kitchen. On his face turned away, the sloppy expression quickly subsided.I just feel that a certain place in my heart is constantly blocked.

He opened the drawer under the TV cabinet, picked out "Party A and Party B" starring Uncle Zhang Ge from it, and pushed it into the DVD player.

He quite liked the Lunar New Year comedy in 1997.

The hot pot on the table was emitting white smoke and tumbling.While watching a movie, Ji Zhun separated the chopsticks from the bowl, hoping to divert his attention.I thought in my heart that I just ate a carrot, when did I become so narrow-minded?

A hand suddenly pressed down on his head, and Jizhun's head couldn't help but move forward a little, and he regained his senses instantly.

"Fuck, what are you doing?!" When he said the words, he was stunned for a while, only feeling that there was a bit of sour discomfort in his tone.

Tan Jingyang didn't care at all, looked at him funny and said, "Why do you look like a dog."

Hearing this, Ji Zhun licked his tiger teeth and snorted, "If you know, don't be cheap, or I'll bite your finger off."

Tan Jingyang added seasoning to the bowls of several people, and used chopsticks to pierce the fish balls in the pot.

"Meatballs are edible." He sat down on the sofa, unscrewed the Coke bottle and filled Ji Zhun, "You like watching movies so much, why don't you really learn to be a director and go to a film school?"

Ji Zhun took a ball and blew it, chewed without raising his head, and said, "Pull it down, and see if it's okay, if you really want me to memorize some introduction to art, I'll be bored to death."

"Where is the best film school in Beijing?"

"Well, Beiying. You have to go to Beijing to do film and television business." Jizhun answered casually, and suddenly turned to Tan Jingyang as if remembering something, "By the way, I haven't asked before, where are you planning to take the university entrance exam?" with?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." Tan Jingyang smiled, "I should find a local one."

Ji Zhun looked surprised: "Brother, you study so well, what are you doing here?!"

Tan Jingyang didn't answer, and looked at Jizhun with a "what do you say?" expression.

Ji Zhun realized instantly that he was worried about Tan Le.After all, Tan Jingyang is the only person in this world that Tan Le can rely on. Otherwise, will he really be handed over to Yuan Chengwen?

"Brother Yang, I don't think you need to worry about this right now." Cheng Zui came over with the chopped vegetables, put them on the table, and sat down beside him with a stool.He said softly, "Review the exam well, and then you can go to Beijing, go to Beijing, and go to Shanghai if you can go to Shanghai. How can Guangzhou and Shenzhen be better than staying here?"

He put the radish and lotus root slices into the pot, took out two pieces of paper to wipe off the red oil on the table, and then said: "Xiao Le will be taken care of by me, don't worry, besides, he doesn't want to drag you down, right? happy?"

"Enen!" Tan Le on the side wanted to express his opinion a long time ago, and when Cheng Zui handed him a message, he nodded vigorously and said, "Brother, you must be admitted to Peking University, don't worry about me! ... Besides, I can still do it when the time comes." Going to live in school, I will go to Beijing to see you after the holiday!"

Cheng Zui pulled his lips together: "Brother Yang, I know you have ambitions, and you have never been willing to stay here. Think about it, when you are admitted to a good university, and then learn a popular major, you will be able to stay in a big city after graduation. , break out a piece of the sky."

He paused, glanced at Jizhun intentionally or unintentionally, and still said to Tan Jingyang, "You are different from me and Jizhun. I don't have that condition. Need it. But you have both of these things... Stay there and find a good job, and then climb up step by step, maybe you can start your own company and be the boss after you have your own network background. Xiao Le took it, and stayed away from Yuan Chengwen, so that he can no longer rely on you."

Cheng Zui's tone slowed down, his eyes filled with yearning: "Then find a beautiful wife and give birth to a lovely baby, so that uncles and aunts can rest assured... I remember you told me before that aunt always drove you Just kidding, saying that you will bring her a beautiful daughter-in-law home in the future."

"Wow, can I be an uncle now?!" Tan Le asked excitedly.

"That's right, Brother Yang is so nice, your little nephew and niece should be cute too." Cheng Zui replied with a smile and nodded.

This topic undoubtedly made Tan Le very excited. He blinked his eyes and asked Tan Jingyang: "So brother, what kind of girl will you marry as your wife?"

Tan Jingyang's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but silently glanced at Jizhun, and said, "Why are you kidding me?"

"Jizhun, what do you think?" Cheng Zui held his chin and tilted his head at Jizhun, "What kind of person do you think Brother Yang will marry in the end? How many babies will he have?"

"Cheng Zui." Tan Jingyang stopped in a low voice, the smile in his eyes had obviously disappeared.

But today, who has always been as sensitive as Cheng Sin, he seems to be completely unaware of Tan Jingyang's emotions, and still looks at Ji Zhun and asks: "Is it a well-organized and virtuous wife who can help him take care of the family, or can she help him at work?" To his career-oriented strong woman?... Anyway, no matter what, this kind of marriage should be envied and blessed by everyone, right?"

"Enough." Tan Jingyang put down her chopsticks, took a deep breath and said, "I will not marry a wife, nor will I have children."

Cheng Zui moved his fingers and pursed his lips.

Tan Le was still young, so she didn't notice anything wrong. She blinked and looked at Tan Jingyang in puzzlement and asked, "Why, why? I, I still want to be my little nephew and niece's little uncle!"

"You eat your meal."

"Yeah, why?"

Ji Zhun, who hadn't spoken the whole time before, suddenly put his head down and held his lips. The fish ball in the bowl had already cooled down.

He raised his head and looked at Tan Jingyang lightly, his Adam's apple trembled, and he repeated softly again: "Why?... He put the right question and didn't choose it, but flew in the wrong direction vigorously."

"Continue."

Tan Jingyang stared deeply at Ji Zhun, trying her best to control her emotions, but she still couldn't hold back her swearing, "Don't you fucking know why?"

"Brother Yang..." Cheng Zui sighed lightly, and said in a slow tone, "Everyone wishes you well, and so does Ji Zhun."

"Shut up!" Tan Jingyang said loudly.

Cheng Zui was startled, Tan Jingyang had never yelled at himself in such a harsh tone in his memory.

Tan Jingyang still stared at Ji Zhun intently.

He admitted that he was flustered at the moment, and Cheng Zui's words seemed to be just "chattering about family affairs" in a neutral manner, but every sentence hit Ji Zhun's most sensitive and vulnerable places just right.

Fast, accurate, steady, ruthless... No blood, but deadly.

In the end, Ji Zhun looked away first.

He shrugged and smiled again, then picked up the glass, raised his head and poured a full glass of Coke into it.Gently pushed the cup onto the table and said, "I'm full, so I'll be back first. I have to walk the dog at night."

"Don't go." Tan Jingyang squeezed Ji Zhun's wrist, and Ji Zhun couldn't help frowning, feeling that the wrist bone was pinched by the other party.

He gritted his teeth, feeling very confused.But she still tried to slow down her tone as much as possible, turned her head and comforted Tan Jingyang and said, "I really want to go back to walk the dog. Sister Gangjiao called me."

Tan Jingyang still clenched Jizhun's hand tightly, and there was a rare panic in his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but it was so long that even Tan Le noticed the depression in the air at this moment.Only then did he ask tentatively in a low voice:

"Then... will you come tomorrow?"

In the end, the tone even contained some pleading: "My injury is not healed yet."

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