What kind of bad thoughts can the monitor have?

It was so cold that when Ji Zhun accompanied Wu Tong to feed the cat and slipped back to the classroom, he was still covered with a thin layer of cold air.

"I thought you went home directly." Tan Jing wrote the paper without raising her head, and said lightly.

Ji Zhun took off the earphones, rolled them up and put them in his pocket: "Didn't I miss you?"

He was purely teasing, and Tan Jingyang also knew that he was teasing, but he still felt warm in his heart.

Most of the previous unhappiness dissipated in an instant, and God knows that from the time Ji Zhun went out with Wu Tong to the present, he hadn't really read a single word.

The phone vibrated, and Ji Zhun saw a new application on WeChat.

Lu Xiulin.

Ji Zhun passed by with his hand raised, while looking through his circle of friends boredly.

golf course.

The night view outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

I don't know where the garden is.

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Switzerland.

Germany.

France

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Ji Zhun suddenly paused when swiping his phone.

The last one is a blurry screenshot of the game, "The King of Fighters '97".

"Terry"'s face looked so out of place no matter which one of the above circles of friends was put together, Ji Zhun looked at the release time, it was the day when he first ran into Lu Xiulin outside the game hall.

Here, Tan Jingyang's mood had just brightened up a bit, and he was wracking his knuckles and planning to start studying, when he caught a glimpse of Ji Zhun looking through other people's circle of friends.

Seems like a young man.

His heart sank again.

Last night, Lu Xiulin's red eyes appeared in front of Ji Zhun again.

"Do you guess that in The King of Fighters '97, did Terry fall in love with Mary in the end?"

"Tan Jingyang." Ji Zhun's eyes flicked.

"Why do you think men like men?"

Tan Jingyang: "..."

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Bang!

His psychological defenses were completely broken.

Ji Zhun fell in love with a man? !

Is this the man Ji Zhun likes? !

Did Ji Zhun know that he fell in love with... no... could he really fall in love with...?

Do you like Ji Zhun...? !

The truth came unexpectedly, but it was hard to accept.

The pen in Tan Jingyang's hand unconsciously drew a long, twisted line on the paper.

He swallowed, and his Adam's apple trembled violently.

Seeing that Tan Jingyang remained silent for a long time, Jizhun raised his eyes to look at him and raised his eyebrows.

……Um?This grandson is frozen?

Tan Jingyang opened and closed his mouth a few times, and asked woodenly: "You..."

His complexion was obviously panicked, and the tips of his ears turned red.

Ji Zhun knew that Tan Jingyang must have misunderstood, and quickly waved his hands to explain: "Fuck, don't think about it! It's not me!"

Tan Jingyang sullenly tried to manage his expressions well.

Ji Zhun shook his head, and after being silent for a while, he smiled to himself: "Forget it, it's actually nothing strange."

He looked down and saw the earthworm-like twisted line on Tan Jingyang's paper, and couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry, "Brother, you can't do it, right? It's so old, don't tell me you still can't accept it."

"I..." Tan Jingyang pursed her lips.

Jizhun shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "But it's normal, after all, you are a straight man, I also find it new."

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Ji Zhun left the classroom with his hands in his pockets.

"Squad leader, can you please explain this question to me?" A classmate handed the paper to Tan Jingyang.

Tan Jingyang came back to her senses in a hurry, and looked at the classmate in a daze.

"What did you say?"

The classmate frowned worriedly: "Are you okay, monitor? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Ah, it's okay." Tan Jingyang forced a gentle smile, and then quickly left the classroom.

The classmate looked down at the paper with question marks on his face.

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4:35 am.

Tan Jingyang lay on the bed with her arms under her head, her eyes staring like copper bells.

The pink light of the massage parlor is projected on the ceiling, like a heart.

He has insomnia, and most likely won't be able to sleep after that.

Tan Jingyang simply got up and walked softly to Tan Le's bed, helped him pull up the quilt, then took the cigarette case and opened the door.

"Kaba" locked the door and stood in the dark and dim corridor.

It was raining in autumn outside, and there was a damp musty smell in the hallway.

The faint light from the cigarette flickered on and off between Tan Jingyang's fingers.

He crouched at the foot of the stairs and turned on his phone.When you open the webpage, your hand stops at the input position as if you are making up your mind.

After smoking a cigarette, he finally wrote down his anxious question in the search box.

- How does it feel to love someone?

As the flood of information flooded his eyes, his questions gradually became more specific.

——It seems that I like my deskmate, what should I do?

——What should I do if I like the same sex?

——Is homosexuality congenital or nurture?

——What should I do if the same sex I like is a straight man?

——How does homosexuality work...

Tan Jingyang's fingertips trembled suddenly, frightened by the question he was about to type.Then quickly delete all those words and clean up the browsing traces.

The heart pushes the blood, pouring waves to the top of the head.He really wanted to ask someone, why did he have such thoughts about Ji Zhun?When did this idea come about?

Before this, he had never encountered such a situation, and it could be said that he had no experience at all.

Tan Jingyang took a few puffs of cigarettes again and again, this was much more difficult than doing a math problem.

He was really panicked.

But even so, he still wanted to see Ji Zhun tomorrow.

See him lazily drooping his eyes, dozing off in the autumn sunshine with sugar in his mouth.Or squint with a clever look, and make a few jokes with yourself.

Or, just sit side by side.

Thinking of Ji Zhun, Tan Jingyang felt that his turbulent emotions were soothed again.This is really strange, obviously it is the same person, but it can make him talk about irritability and peace of mind.

But the next day, Ji Zhun didn't come to class.

When school was about to leave at noon, Tan Jingyang couldn't help but still sent him a message to ask about the situation, but he never received a reply from the other party.

Tan Jingyang always felt a little uneasy as the pen moved quickly between his fingers.

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At this time, the game hall in Luzhi Lane was full of mess.

Ji Zhun stopped Hei Zi, who was a head and a half taller than him, and there were still a few red marks on his face from his nails.

It was Chu Shulan who accidentally injured him when trying to persuade him to fight.

Chu Shulan's eyes were red, and her body trembling violently stared at Heizi.

There are many people around the game hall, most of them have nothing to do with themselves and gloat in their eyes.

"What the hell are you looking at!" Heizi roared angrily, grabbed a broom and threw it out, cursing, "My family is living a happy life, isn't it—?!"

The crowd of onlookers took a few steps back tacitly, unable to bear to leave after halfway through the play, and scattered in three steps and two turns.

Heizi's face and arms were almost scratched by Chu Shulan, but he didn't fight back.After all, he really loves Chu Shulan, and it's always the bottom line not to do anything to women.

But he was also really mad with anger, his whole body was like a black bear with a wounded head, staring and panting heavily.

Ji Zhun handed Heizi a cigarette, and dragged a bench for him to sit on.

Turning back to Chu Shulan, she said, "Sister Lan, why don't you go back first. After you all calm down, we can figure out a solution together."

"How do you think?! What did I do wrong?!" Chu Shulan looked at Heizi angrily, "I want to get married, but I don't want my parents to chase after you all day and make sarcastic remarks! I know you want to save face, they say that You and I feel bad too! The result? In the end, I fell apart and became a human!"

Afterwards, she became more and more wronged, and pointed at Heizi with trembling fingers and cursed: "You bastard, who am I doing this for?! You, you dare to get angry at me?! A dog bites Lu Dongbin, I don't know Good hearted animal, bastard!"

"Then you're going to sell the game hall to someone surnamed Lu behind my back?!"

Heizi sprang up from the bench with a "chuckle" and roared, "I swear to God that I will find a way to make money and satisfy your parents. What do you want from me?! Ah?!"

"Lu Xiulin is Su Hao's boyfriend, what's wrong with him wanting a game room?!" Chu Shulan yelled, "Do you need an outsider like you to worry about it? Don't you fucking like Su Hao!"

"Are you talking nonsense again?!"

"I just said what's the matter?! Don't want the wedding money, don't you even want me?!"

"You! You know what a fart! Someone surnamed Lu is not good enough for Su Hao. If it weren't for him, Su Hao wouldn't have died!" Heizi clenched his fists, his eyes suppressed the grievance, "You know how much I cherish these things Machines, you smashed them like this as soon as you came up, have you considered my mood?"

"That's what you found fault with first! It's obviously a good thing..." Chu Shulan laughed back angrily, "Yes, Su Hao is your Tie Ci'er brother, but what the hell am I?!"

After finishing speaking, Chu Shulan put the bag on her shoulder, and said coldly: "I just want to live a more comfortable life. If you still want to continue to live with me, don't bother about the game hall. Otherwise, the money belongs to you and me Don't want a cent, you can buy it from him again if you have the ability. As for the two of us, we will be separated!"

After she finished speaking, she left the game hall without looking back, and walked out of the alley.

It wasn't until Chu Shulan walked away that Heizi blew out on the ground like a tire with its valve core pulled out.

He slammed the broken glass with his clenched hand.

For a moment, blood splashed, and it bloomed dazzling red in the sun.

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