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Shu Xiang hurriedly turned her head, and sure enough, she saw Jiang Zhun, who looked like a heavy smoker, frowning and looking at him coldly, "Is it interesting to spy on other people's lives?"

Shu Xiang coughed twice, because his throat was blocked by the steamed stuffed bun, he hastily drank another sip of soy milk and smoothed it out, "How can it be called spying, didn't you give me the address, brother?"

"Did I tell you to come here?"

Shu Xiang smiled and didn't answer, just asked, "Have you eaten, let me treat you to dinner."

But in the next second, Jiang Zhun grabbed him by the collar again, and he dragged him into the building without any explanation. Shu Xiang's neck was almost strangled by him, and he hurriedly pressed Jiang Zhun's wrist, "I'm fucking will go."

Jiang Zhun's wrist froze for a moment, and sure enough, he relaxed a little, but he still held onto Shu Xiang. Jiang Zhun lived on the fourth floor, and the corridors were narrow and thin. Because of Jiang Zhun's sudden seizure, Shu Xiang was almost killed tripped upstairs.

Jiang Zhun pushed him directly into the room, and then closed the rusted iron door with a bang. Shu Xiang rubbed his neck, looked around briefly, and found that the house Jiang Zhun was looking for was much bigger than the one he was looking for. Even smaller, there is only a bed and a simple wardrobe in the house, and a super mini bathroom.

Moreover, there is no air conditioner, Shu Xiang only stood for a short while and was sweating all over, and because she didn't know what Jiang Zhun was going to do, she just stood there.

In his memory, Jiang Zhun should be a rather well-organized person, with neatly arranged desks and neatly folded quilts, not like now... There are no traces of books, dragged on the ground by the horns, Shu Xiang moved towards I glanced at the trash can without a trash bag and found a fresh condom in it.

Combining with the boy in hot pants who just left, Shu Xiang marveled secretly in his heart, there was no room for people to turn around in the room, Jiang Zhun tore off the faded T-shirt on his upper body without looking at Shu Xiang, and went straight to In the bathroom, there was another "bang" sound of closing the door.

He wasn't afraid of Shu Xiang leaving, in fact Shu Xiang didn't plan to leave, he picked up the quilt that he dropped on the ground, and then sat down in a clean corner beside the bed.

But it was really hot, so Shu Xiang crawled to the back of Jiang Zhun's bed to help him open the window, the wind from the river blowing into the room made the room much cooler, and before he had time to climb out of the bed, Jiang Zhun walked from the bathroom naked out.

"Fuck!" Shu Xiang was taken aback, "Can't you put on clothes?"

Jiang Zhun turned his back to him in silence and dried his body, put on the unwashed underpants without wearing underwear, then turned to look at Shu Xiang, compared to the unkempt appearance just now , Jiang Zhun, who is a little more refreshing, is a handsome guy again.

"The bathroom is too narrow." Jiang Zhun said something wrong.

Shu Xiang understood what he meant, it was too narrow, so there was no way to wipe her body in the bathroom, Shu Xiang said "Oh", "Why is there no air conditioner in your room?"

"My house is five hundred."

Shu Xiang reacted for a while before realizing that Jiang must have wanted to say that his house is cheaper, so there is no air conditioner.

It's so embarrassing, there is no TV in the room to divert attention, and Jiang Zhun is even more of a dull gourd. Shu Xiang watched him take out a cigarette from his pocket, pick up a lighter from the ground, point it skillfully, and start to puff.

"When did you learn to smoke?"

"You can only smoke, can others smoke?"

That's right, Shu Xiang actually had a lot of questions that she wanted to ask Jiang Zhun, but she couldn't ask Jiang Zhun at all after facing him, because there was only one kind of aura shrouded in him, which was mourning, and he didn't care about anything. Day by day counts down like a day.

"When are you leaving?" Jiang Zhun actually took the initiative to ask.

"It's all right."

"Seeing that I'm not dead, you are in a hurry to leave?"

To be honest, Shu Xiang can be anywhere, as long as there is a place for him to paint, he doesn't care how long he stays here, although he really doesn't understand why he came here impulsively, but just looking at Jiang Zhun I feel that it is really not proper to leave immediately.

In fact, what does Jiang Zhun have to do with him, Shu Xiang thought in his heart, but asked, "Do you want me to stay with you?"

"Fuck you."

Shu Xiang didn't care about him, but she didn't plan to comfort him either, he didn't care what Jiang Zhun thought, he had to say some things first.

"Brother." Shu Xiang stood up and patted Jiang Zhun's shoulder, "Don't think too much, I just came here to see you, I'm afraid you can't think about it alone, I have no other meaning for you, you understand ?”

Jiang Zhun let out a "bah", but what he spat on the ground were cigarette butts, and his slippers were crushed and crushed on the ground, and the cigarette butts and the cigarette holder were almost crushed by him.

Shu Xiang patched her feet again, "To be honest, although I don't think it has anything to do with me whether you die or not, I'm still very sorry. A few days ago, someone committed suicide in our community. He jumped from the [-]th floor, and his brain was smashed." Rotten, I fucking thought of you right away."

"and then?"

Then it came on impulse.

Shu Xiang didn't say anything, he felt that Jiang Zhun's eyes with dark circles were too harsh on him, so he cursed secretly, and said, "You don't want to die tonight, do you? If you don't want to die, I'll go back to sleep."

Jiang Zhun took a step forward, as if floating a step forward, then inexplicably clasped Shu Xiang's shoulder, and before Shu Xiang could react, his mouth followed suit.

Fortunately, there was only a faint smell of tobacco in Jiang Zhun's mouth. It seems that although his appearance has become sloppy, he still pays attention to oral hygiene. Shu Xiang's first reaction was not even to push him away, but felt ridiculous, and even wanted to laugh.

He also really laughed out loud, almost throwing his snot all over Jiang Zhun's face, Jiang Zhun showed a disgusted expression, pushed him aside, and looked coldly at him holding his stomach and laughing.

"Brother." Shu Xiang who stopped laughing straightened up, "When did you become so unrestrained?"

It's really good, don't imitate the bad, is this going to have a one-night stand with him?Shu Xiang said again: "The mother told you that she didn't mean anything to you in that way, what's the matter with you?"

"I want you to sleep with me."

Shu Xiang was not sure if she had heard correctly.

"I just found a man, in the same city. Two days ago, I found a woman, also in the same city." Jiang Zhun lowered his head and picked up the crushed soot into a small pile with the tip of his toes. "I haven't seen you for a long time." After releasing myself, I want to find someone to sleep with, and try to see if I can do it."

"so?"

"It's useless, and it's boring. Later, I made it with my own hands."

Shu Xiang wiped her mouth, "What exactly do you want to say..."

"But I felt it when I kissed you just now." Jiang Zhun said: "Don't think too much, you really make me sick, but I can't help getting excited about you, it's even more disgusting, get out of here, I I don't want to be described as a rapist by you again."

Shu Xiang was pushed out by Jiang Zhun, and the iron door slammed again, causing the neighbors next door to stick their heads out, and cursed a few words in a dialect that Shu Xiang couldn't understand at all.

Shu Xiang originally thought that Jiang Zhun only had a mental illness, but now it seems that his brain is completely broken. He tossed and turned all night, thinking that he should go if he can't.

The next day Shu Xiang got up at noon, and decided to tell Jiang Zhun something else before he left, so he ran upstairs and knocked on the door, but no one opened after knocking for a while, Shu Xiang went again at night, still no one open the door.

This made Shu Xiang a little nervous, so she ran downstairs to find the landlord, bluntly said that something might happen to Jiang Zhun, and asked him to go upstairs and open the door with the key.

The door opened, and there was a strong alcohol smell in the room. There was a person lying crookedly on the bed, there were wine bottles under the bed, a high concentration of Erguotou, and a pool of nauseating vomit.

Shu Xiang didn't care about this either, first she looked at Jiang Zhun's face carefully, and was relieved when she saw that he was venting smoothly, but he was just drunk.

The landlord was unwilling, and told Shu Xiang to be optimistic about Jiang Zhun. If Jiang Zhun found that the room was dirty like this next time, he would not be able to rent the house to him.

The landlord also said that Jiang Zhun was very strange. He had nothing to do every day, or he would get himself drunk, and he seemed to be mentally abnormal.

Shu Xiang apologized, and after sending the landlord away, he locked the door and pushed Jiang Zhun's head vigorously, but did not wake him up, but unexpectedly discovered that the corners of his eyes were still stained with not completely dried up. tears.

Forget it, Shu Xiang let out a long sigh of relief, he admitted it.Anyway, it's like this in the end, his dead father, and this dying Jiang Zhun, he doesn't want to care about any of them, but his mouth is a hard rock in a latrine, but his heart is not, so he should share some A thankless task.

Helped Jiang Zhun clean up the vomit, mopped the floor, straightened his sleeping position that looked like he was about to die, and even slapped him with a mosquito.

Jiang Zhun finally woke up in the middle of the night, following his line of sight, the first thing he caught a glimpse of was the midnight snack that had been put on the ground and was a little cold, and then Shu Xiang, leaning on the other side of the bed, his head was like a chicken pecking rice Like dozing off.

Jiang Zhun cleared his throat a little stiffly, and Shu Xiang woke up with a jolt. He rubbed his hair repeatedly, then turned around to see Jiang Zhun who had sat up cross-legged, pointed to the packed rice noodles, "Eat."

"Are you pitying me?"

Shu Xiang couldn't understand his hypocritical appearance, and remembered the toss and turns just now, and suddenly became angry, "Eat what the hell you can eat, and don't eat if you can't eat , why so much bullshit?"

Shu Xiang didn't eat anything, so she took the half-cold rice noodles to her side and ate it by herself. After taking a bite, she remembered that he specially asked the proprietress to put more chili peppers, which made him choke up tears , can't eat at all.

"Crazy." From Jiang Zhun's point of view, Shu Xiang's body was as thin as a piece of paper, he got up and pulled out a cardboard box from under the bed, picked a bottle of mineral water from it and threw it into Shu Xiang's arms.