What kind of bad thoughts can the monitor have?

It shows a man squatting in the sun, wearing a light gray hoodie and jeans.

The corners of his lips were raised slightly, his eyes were a little lazy, and he was reaching out to touch the chin of a big orange cat.Behind him is Aunt Hui's old but well-kept massage parlor.

Ji Zhun hugged the quilt, his attention was completely attracted by the painting.Although he doesn't understand, he can empathize with the painter's state of mind at the time of creation from every line and every color in the painting.

His eyes suddenly stopped on the pot of daffodils on the left window edge of the painting, and a light yellow butterfly quietly landed on the budding petals.

The wings don't look like they were drawn with a brush, but more like a touch of color that was rubbed by a thumb dipped in paint when I was too obsessed with painting.

Vivid and expressive.

At this time, Jizhun heard the heavy and rapid heartbeat from his chest again, as if the butterfly was flapping its wings at the tip of its heart.

So much so that the people behind him had been standing silently for a long time, but he didn't notice it.

"The picture is not finished yet."

The other party's low voice suddenly came from the ear, Ji Zhun's body trembled suddenly, and he turned his head in a little panic.

"Damn it, big brother, do you use floating to walk?" He laughed and cursed, trying to cover up his disordered breathing by teasing.

Tan Jingyang didn't answer, but stared at Jizhun deeply.Just now he waited in the living room for a long time but didn't see the other party coming out, so he thought about entering the room to have a look.As soon as he opened the door, he saw Ji Zhun holding the quilt and standing motionless in front of the closet, blushing as if he had drunk a can of beer, more like a can of fake wine.

"When did you draw it?" Seeing that Tan Jingyang didn't speak, Ji Zhun's heart beat faster instead.He looked away, licked his lips and touched the candy in his pocket.

"It's been a while." Tan Jingyang said softly, "Didn't I say that I would draw a better one for you, I didn't want to let you see it in advance."

"Cough, I'm sorry." Jizhun rolled up the candy with the tip of his tongue and put it on his cheeks, and smiled at Tan Jingyang, "Then what, I pretended I didn't see it! You see, I will surprise you once again after you finish painting." Is it?"

The candy that Ji Zhun ate just now tasted like mint and orange, sweet and sour with a touch of coolness, as he sprayed it on Tan Jingyang's face with his breath, it quickly became hot when it touched the skin, irritating the alcoholic candy controlled nerves.

"Why is there such a strong smell of wine?" Ji Zhun raised his eyebrows suspiciously, and said in surprise, "...are you completely white?"

"Ah."

Ji Zhun suddenly laughed: "You are really a wine fairy, Brother Yang! You can do it in such a short time..." He shook his head helplessly, "What's the matter? Want to relax muscles and activate blood circulation? That should be applied externally, not taken internally Right? Or is your arm hurting and you need to rely on alcohol to relieve the pain? Didn’t the doctor already prescribe painkillers for you..."

"Ji Zhun." Tan Jingyang narrowed his eyes, "What are you panicking about?"

"..."

Ji Zhun's voice stopped abruptly.

The room that Tan Jingyang rented was not only old in decoration, but also old in furniture.For example, this wardrobe is still in the style of the early 90s and [-]s.There is a mirror attached to the cabinet, with two magpies printed on it.

Tan Jing raised her chin to the mirror, and said to Ji Zhun, "Look for yourself."

Ji Zhun only felt his back stiffen, and he turned his head to look in the mirror with some hesitation.

I saw that compared to Tan Jingyang, he was more like the one who drank.His face was flushed, staining his ears all the way from his neck.

It wasn't until this time that Ji Zhun noticed that the distance between himself and Tan Jingyang was a bit too close.His whole body was almost pushed against the cabinet door by the other party, and when he looked back at the mirror, his face was already vacantly against the mirror.

"Do you still remember what you said the first time you painted on the rooftop?"

Ji Zhun's eyes flickered, and he didn't quite understand Tan Jingyang's meaning for a moment.

"You said it reminded you of "Titanic". Rose was lying on the sofa and asked Jack to draw a nude painting for her." Tan Jingyang paused for a moment, and her voice became darker, "You also said that you like the one on the carriage. In a scene, the window is covered with air, and a pair of hands stuck to it when emotional, with sweat marks..."

Ji Zhun panicked, and his palms became wet little by little following Tan Jingyang's slow description.I said in my heart that this is really special. I dug a hole for myself to jump.

Tan Jingyang observed Ji Zhun's expression and paused for a moment, then continued: "At that time, all I was thinking about was these things, and my hand holding the pen was not steady, so that's why the painting wasn't finished... Immediately afterwards, I went back to After I got home, I had a dream, but the person in the dream was neither Jack nor Rose."

After he finished speaking, he slightly lowered his head to look into Ji Zhun's eyes, forcing the other party to meet his gaze.Asked softly:

"What about you? Have you ever dreamed about it?"

Ji Zhun's brain was completely stunned, he felt as if he fell into the water all of a sudden, and his ears were buzzing.

He stretched out his hand to push Tan Jingyang, but he didn't dare to use force because he was afraid of accidentally hurting the other's arm again.Putting your hand on Tan Jingyang's chest and pushing it didn't mean to retreat or not. In the end, it was reduced to a futile and pretentious scene.

"Brother Yang." Ji Zhun closed his eyes and sighed softly, "Don't bother me."

Taking advantage of Tan Jingyang's distraction, Ji Zhun hurriedly withdrew from the tight distance.

He walked out of the back room quickly, grabbed his schoolbag, turned around and unlocked the door.

"Continue."

Tan Jingyang behind him called out shortly.

He frowned, and there was an invisible plea in his deep eyes.

"Sorry, I won't force you."

Tan Jingyang lowered her head, and drew a very light arc on her lips:

"Can you stay with me?" He paused, then said softly, "I'm really not in a good mood."

Ji Zhun never knew that such a depressing thing like "being in a bad mood" could be said in such a slow voice, which sounded more like comforting others.

But the more this happened, the more distressed he felt.Before this, Tan Jingyang had never expressed any appeal to him so directly.Considering that Yuan Chengwen came here to make trouble today, it was still related to Tan Jingyang's deceased mother's house, and he would only be haunted if he was in a good mood.The reason why he didn't show it at the beginning should be because he and Tan Lezai were in consideration.

After a while, Ji Zhun's tense body gradually relaxed, and the panic in his eyes also relatively eased.

He chewed the sugar in his mouth and swallowed it, then threw the schoolbag back to the door again, turned his head and sighed softly to Tan Jingyang:

"Do you... eat candy?"

……

Old-fashioned clocks will automatically stop telling the time as soon as twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, with only a light "click".

In the toilet, Tan Jingyang was leaning against the wall and talking on the phone in a gentle and polite tone.

His eyes were already a little red from the alcohol at this time, he half-closed his head and raised his head slightly, reaching out to unbutton his shirt to dissipate heat.

A few strands of hair fell messily on his forehead, but fortunately his eyes were still clear.His speech was more orderly and clear, and he didn't get drunk at all.

"Don't worry, Uncle Chen, Jizhun has been helping me to take notes recently, and he also needs to help take care of me and my brother. He must be too tired today, and he is already sleeping at my house now."

From the other end of the phone came Chen Jianye's loud and furious voice:

"Oh, it's really not me bragging with you, classmate Tan, don't look at my family's troublesome children, in fact, they are very kind-hearted and loyal! The worst thing is to see a friend being wronged."

Tan Jingyang pulled his lower lip lightly: "Indeed, during the period when I was injured, it was thanks to Jizhun."

"Okay! Let me tell his mother that you can go to school together tomorrow morning." Chen Jianye said cheerfully, "Student Tan, you study well, and you are still the class monitor. If you have nothing to do, help me out. That kid is smart, just I don’t always focus on my studies.”

"I know, in fact, recently, because he has to help me take notes, he has become more serious in class. I will try to communicate with him and use this period to help him make up lessons."

"Oh! Thank you so much, classmate Tan!" Chen Jianye slapped his thigh, "Another day! Another day I bring my brother to eat at home, my mother will hurt that child!"

"Well, definitely."

At this time, there was a muffled sound outside the house.

Tan Jing raised her eyes and frowned, and her tone of voice couldn't help speeding up:

"Uncle Chen, I'll hang up the phone first."

"Okay, okay! You guys go to bed early, there is still class tomorrow!"

"Well, goodbye, Uncle Chen."

After Tan Jingyang hung up the phone, he quickly walked out of the bathroom.

He pushed open the half-hidden door of the back room, only to see a lot of beer cans on the table and under the bed.

At some point, Ji Zhun had already sat on the ground, wrapped in a blanket, curled up his legs and leaned his back against the edge of the bed.

The muffled response just now should be the sound of him falling from the bed.

At this time, Ji Zhun's eyes were obviously out of focus, but he was still holding half a can of wine in his hand and was about to pour it into his mouth.

Tan Jingyang frowned and took the wine away from Jizhun's hand, and stopped him: "Don't drink."

However, Jizhun's whole reaction at this moment was a few beats slower, the wine had already been snatched by Tan Jingyang, and he still kept his original posture with his arms raised.

Tan Jingyang sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand and pressed down Ji Zhun's arm.

"Obviously I'm in a bad mood, why do you drink too much?"

After a short thought, he finally hugged Jizhun back to the bed with both hands.The injured position was affected, and Tan Jingyang only frowned slightly, with no pain on his face.

"Thirsty? I'll pour you a glass of water." He asked in a low voice.

……

……

Jizhun didn't reply for a long time, just stared at Tan Jingyang with a pair of blurred eyes.

Tan Jingyang suddenly discovered that this kid was eating candy even when drinking, because through his half-open lips, he clearly saw that piece of candy, but he held it against it with his tongue, and it hadn't melted yet.

Tan Jingyang's breath became short, and his eyes suddenly sank a little.

He only felt that his throat was dry and hot at the moment, maybe he needed to drink some water more than Ji Zhun.

Just when Tan Jingyang stood up and was about to go to the kitchen to pour water, Ji Zhun suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes and yanked him behind him.

Tan Jingyang was caught off guard and almost fell on Jizhun's body, and quickly put his hands on both sides of the bed.

Ji Zhun squinted at the person leaning over his head, and licked his lips.The strong smell of alcohol mixed with the breath of fruit candy unceremoniously drilled into Tan Jingyang's heart.

His slightly protruding Adam's apple moved up and down, as if he wanted to say something.

Tan Jingyang took a deep breath to stabilize his mind, and then moved his face closer to his ear again.His voice was uncontrollably hoarse when he spoke.

"Ji Zhun, what do you want to say?"

"Hmm." Ji Zhun tilted his head impatiently and murmured, "Dai..."

Tan Jingyang didn't quite understand what Ji Zhun meant for a moment.

Wear?what to wear ...

wear glasses?

Wear a hat?

Wearing... a scarf?

Dai, T?

Hey!

Tan Jingyang, who guessed the other party's intentions according to the common sense of words, blushed suddenly, and then bit his lip hard.Blood immediately oozed from between the lips.

Tan Jingyang, are you fucking shameless?

He completely ignored the blood on the corner of his lips, if it wasn't for the fact that his hands were still propped on the side of the bed, he would even want to slap himself as if he were dead.

At this time, Ji Zhun suddenly raised his head, and bumped into Tan Jingyang's forehead with a "boom".

I just heard him yell energetically:

"...Hey, goblin! Give it back to my grandfather!"

……

……

……

Tan Jingyang rubbed the center of her brows, and laughed softly:

"grandson."

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