What kind of bad thoughts can the monitor have?

So in the next few days, Tan Jingyang found that Jizhun would hold up his mobile phone and take pictures of him when he was free.Even though he didn't know what the other party wanted to do, he roughly guessed that it had something to do with his birthday.

Although his face was still stiff when facing the camera, he was somewhat looking forward to it.Before that, he never had any expectations for his birthday.It was often when Huazi held up the wine glass and wished him another year older that he suddenly thought, oh, isn't it.

Saturday was an overcast day, with gray clouds looming heavy overhead.

A few sparrows fell on the telegraph poles, and each one's fur turned into a ball, whispering like the neighbors living in the old city.

The two asked for leave for evening self-study in advance, and immediately went to pick up Tan Le at the gate of the primary school as soon as the afternoon class was over, and rushed to the passenger station.

When the bus left the city, it was completely dark.Tan Le started snoring shortly after getting in the car, and was arranged by Tan Jingyang to sit by the window, with her whole face buried in a plush scarf.

"Aren't you going to sleep for a while?" Tan Jingyang looked at the time, "It will take nearly three hours."

"Not sleepy, I caught up on sleep during class." With a lollipop stuffed in his mouth, one side of his cheek bulged slightly, he answered with lowered eyes while flipping through the materials on his phone.

Seeing his appearance, Tan Jingyang couldn't help reaching out to pull the little paper stick in his mouth.

Ji Zhun frowned, raised his head and stared at him: "What are you doing? If you want to eat, it's in the bag, take it yourself."

"I've made up for sleep in class, didn't you feel a little bit guilty when you said that?" Tan Jingyang asked with a smile.

Brigadier General Ji took the candy out of his mouth and laughed aloud: "Isn't it because you gave me a holiday first, saying that I don't need to take notes for today."

Tan Jingyang rubbed Ji Zhun's head indiscriminately: "I wanted you to concentrate on listening!"

"Forget it, Brother Yang, when I was in class, my head was full of the braised fish roe and fermented glutinous duck you mentioned. Looking at the messy quadratic functions on the table, I felt like fishermen's nets for fishing. Hey, you When we arrived in Meicheng, were those restaurants still open?"

"It's hard to say." Tan Jingyang shook his head, "Meicheng is no different than here. It's a small broken city five lines away. It's basically closed at night."

"Hey, if it doesn't work, we can only wait for tomorrow." Ji Zhun suddenly slapped his forehead, "Fuck, are the cake shops closed too? I should have bought one in advance and brought it with me."

"Let's talk about it tomorrow. I don't really like cakes either." Tan Jingyang paused, her lips curved slightly, and she looked at Xiang Jizhun with a smile in her eyes, "If you want to go home with me, I will Already happy."

At first, Ji Zhun didn't realize what was said, but the more he touched it, the more subtle it became.He said it as if he wanted to go home with him to meet his parents, but he did promise to accompany Tan Jingyang to see his parents.

The light in Ji Zhun's eyes flickered a few times, absently licking the lollipop in his hand, putting it in his mouth and rinsing it from time to time.

But I don't know how attractive his current appearance is in Tan Jingyang's eyes.

The small yellow lights on the roof of the car cast a faint light, which was just outlined between the lollipop and Ji Zhun's lips.From Tan Jingyang's point of view, he could clearly see that Jizhun's pink flexible tongue touched the candy like a dragonfly, and then opened his mouth to swallow it.

His face was also slightly red at this time, whether it was because of the heat or because of the words he deliberately used to remind him of something.The waves dancing in the half-closed eyes are like stars shining in the dark night.

...to die.

Tan Jingyang's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes became darker as Ji Zhun ate candy.

"Is it that delicious?" When she spoke again, Tan Jingyang's voice became a little deep.

"Well, it's okay." Jizhun also withdrew his thoughts and reached for his schoolbag, "Don't look at big brother, I'll just get it for you."

"What does it taste like?"

Ji Zhun flipped through the bag and tasted it: "Grapes."

"Well, I want this taste too."

"Hiss...it seems to be gone." Jizhun brought up the schoolbag with candy in his mouth, and searched for it by the light above his head, "Is the yogurt okay?"

"No."

Ji Zhun's hands stopped, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at Tan Jingyang: "It's nothing to look for, brother Yang? I haven't seen you asking for candy before."

Tan Jingyang stared at Ji Zhun quietly, from those dissatisfied eyes all the way down to his lips.The next second, he suddenly stretched out his injured hand and pulled out the half-eaten lollipop from Ji Zhun's mouth, and put it in his own mouth.

"Fuck!" Ji Zhun was stunned, leaning forward to grab him.

"My bones haven't grown well yet." Tan Jingyang raised his right hand to block between himself and Jizhun, threatening softly like a soft knife, "If I'm not careful, I'll have to break it again."

"..." Jizhun laughed at the opponent's operation, gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't give it now, you just grab it, right? You have to fold it again if you are not careful? You are so shameless Does your brother know?"

Tan Jingyang laughed lowly when he heard the words, put candy in his mouth and whispered in Ji Zhun's ear, "It's fine for you to know it yourself."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked out of the window, watching the lights of the village passing by through the glass window, and the smile in his eyes was even bigger.

At this moment, I just feel that the sugar that has melted into juice in my mouth is rolling into my stomach, and it is much more delicious than any one I have tasted in the past.So sweet, what more cake watch bike?

……

It is raining in Meicheng, and Meicheng always loves rain in Tan Jingyang's memory.

There is always a lingering damp smell in the air, coupled with the ups and downs that can be seen everywhere in the small town, this small northern town has some southern town atmosphere for nothing.

The three of them came out of the bus station. Tan Jingyang was afraid that Tan Le would catch a cold if he just woke up, so he added another down jacket for him.From a distance, it looks like two men and a little bear.

"Jizhun, you hold an umbrella and wait for me here with Xiaole, and I'll stop the car."

"Is the station far from your home?" Ji Zhun asked.

"It's not far." Tan Jingyang paused, "But isn't it raining?"

"Then let's go for a walk, and find a place to eat by the way." Ji Zhun looked around curiously, lowered his head and asked Tan Le, "What do you think?"

"I want to go for a walk too!" Tan Lecai fell asleep all the way, and he was very energetic at the moment, so he hurriedly echoed.

Tan Jingyang nodded: "Okay, then watch as you walk."

The rainwater fell on the roof and caused splashes, and then fell down the eaves, hitting the stone steps on both sides of the road.

As Tan Jingyang said, the streets of Meicheng are almost deserted by now.Let alone people, I didn't even see a car after walking for a long time.

The sparse street lamps have been in disrepair for a long time, and each one looks like it is not even brighter than the flashlight that comes with the mobile phone.Compared with the retroness of Tianshui Street, this place is more like a place that has been forgotten by the years.

But Ji Zhun didn't dislike the way Meicheng made him feel.Probably because he hasn't traveled for a long time, or maybe this place is related to Tan Jingyang, he even feels an inexplicable sense of familiarity and intimacy.

When passing by an old street, he suddenly smelled a hot aroma.Tan Jingyang beside him stood still and sighed softly: "Ah, is that store still open?"

"What store?" Jizhun felt that there was something to eat, and his eyes lit up.

"Come with me." After Tan Jingyang finished speaking, he led Ji Zhun and Tan Le to a narrow alleyway...

……

At the end of the scent is a bungalow with an old-fashioned tungsten lamp hanging at the door.The door was ajar, and the noise of TV programs could be faintly heard from inside.

Tan Jingyang lifted the curtain and signaled Ji Zhun and Tan Le to go in.I saw a large pot on the stove by the window, with wisps of white smoke evaporating.Soy sauce, salt, and chopped green onion are placed in sequence on the cooking table next to it, and a middle-aged woman in an apron is kneading noodles on the chopping board while watching TV.

As if she didn't expect there to be guests at this time, the woman was slightly taken aback, and then embarrassedly wiped the sweat from her forehead and said to Tan Jingyang, "Sorry, the door is closed."

"Sister Xiaoru." Tan Jingyang looked at the woman pulling the corner of her lips, "Don't you remember me?"

The woman looked at Tan Jingyang with some doubts, as if trying to remember.A little boy rushed out from the back room, hugging the woman's feet and shaking back and forth.

"I'm Tan Jingyang. When I was young, I often came to your house to eat noodles with my mother."

"Oh! You are Teacher Yin's son...!" The woman's eyes suddenly brightened, and she hurriedly stepped forward to pull Tan Jingyang and the others to sit down, and said enthusiastically, "You have grown up so much! I just saw the two The handsome guy pushed the door open and came in, thinking that it's not a star who came to Meicheng to film a movie! ... Ouch, what did you do?"

"It's okay, I fell for a while." Tan Jingyang smiled, looked at the child on the woman's lap and said, "You have children already? I remember you were still in school at that time."

"No, I haven't seen you for many years." The woman took the rag and wiped the table quickly, "Wait, I'll cook noodles for you now."

"I'm sorry, Miss Ru." Tan Jingyang nodded embarrassedly, "By the way, where's Nanny Liu?"

The woman froze for a moment, then turned her back to Tan Jingyang and the others with a faint smile and said, "My mother passed away, and it happened a few years ago."

She lifted the lid of the pot, put the rolled noodles into the pot, took three bowls and put a small piece of lard in each, and asked while she was busy, "Ms. Yin, how is it now?"

Ji Zhun's heart tightened, and he quietly raised his eyes to look at Tan Jingyang.I saw that there was not much emotional fluctuation on his face, and the corners of his lips still had a slight curvature, and he replied warmly: "Well, everything is fine."

"At that time, Teacher Yin was famous in our school as a beautiful woman, good-looking and good at drawing. At that time, I heard that she was married, and many male students cried together in private." He took a spoonful of clear soup to melt the lard, and finally sprinkled a layer of green onion, and served it in front of Jizhun and the others.

"Eat while it's hot." Tan Jingyang handed Ji Zhun a pair of chopsticks.

Ji Zhun took it, his throat moved and he wanted to say something, but the words turned around a few times and finally he just said: "Thank you."

Compared with Tan Jingyang's calmness, Tan Le was still a child after all, when he heard the woman inadvertently asked about his mother, he curled his mouth and tears fell into the bowl.

The woman was startled when she saw this, and hurried forward to coax: "What's the matter, what's the matter, is it hot?!"

In the end, it was okay not to coax Tan Le, but it was even more wronged if he coaxed Tan Le.He raised his arms and kept wiping his eyes, whimpering and saying, "My mother... my mother passed away too, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo'

Tan Jingyang froze slightly with the hand between his faces, and couldn't help frowning.Ji Zhun swallowed silently, already somewhat regretting his suggestion of coming to dinner.

But Tan Jingyang quickly readjusted his emotions, smiled at Tan Le, and comforted him: "How many times have I told you, I am already a man, I can't keep crying."

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Tan Le desperately held back her tears, hiccupping twice with red eyes.

"Eat quickly, or it will be cold." Tan Jingyang pushed the noodles in front of him again, and Tan Le buried his head down with the chopsticks, twitching the soup.

The woman's son next to his ear was still acting coquettishly with his mother, and when the woman sat down to wash the dishes, he even kissed her on the cheek.

Seeing Tan Le's head buried even lower, Ji Zhun knew that he must have been stimulated by such a scene again, so he tried to divert his attention.

"Cough, what kind of flower is that?" Ji Zhun asked, pointing to a pot of lingering flowers on the refrigerator.

"Impatiens." Tan Jingyang beside her replied softly, "It's also called nail grass. You can dye your nails with a little alum or salt."

"Yes, yes, it is much healthier than nail polish, but the color is less." The woman also hurriedly answered.

Ji Zhun pretended to be fresh: "Is that so, I will let Aunt Hui raise two pots tomorrow...Hey Xiaole, have you noticed what color of nail polish Aunt Hui uses to dye her nails?"

"Hmm...it seems to be red."

Sure enough, Tan Le's attention was gradually distracted by the nail grass, thinking seriously.

Tan Jingyang glanced at Tan Le indifferently, and said to Ji Zhun in a low voice: "Thank you."

……

After eating the noodles, the three bid farewell to the woman and left the alley.After walking a few steps, Tan Jingyang stopped, nodded and looked at Tan Le.

"Xiao Le." He called out.

Tan Le seemed to be afraid that Tan Jingyang would reprimand him for what happened just now, so he took a small step back timidly, picking at his fingernails vigorously.

Seeing this, Ji Zhun hurriedly stepped forward to protect Tan Le behind him, called softly: "Brother Yang," and shook his head at him.

Tan Jingyang stared at Tan Le silently for a while, then knelt down and opened one hand to wrap his arms around him gently.

Tan Le's small body froze instantly, and his lips moved up and down:

"elder brother……"

Tan Jingyang closed her eyes, then tightened the strength of her hands, and said softly in a gentle tone: "Brother, hug me."

……

The rain became heavier, so that although the three of them took umbrellas, they were still mostly wet when they arrived at Tan Jingyang's house.

Tan Jingyang took out the bath towel and handed it to Tan Le, asking him to dry himself first.I ran to the kitchen to boil hot water again, and picked up the broom in the spare time to sweep the floating dust on the ground.

Ji Zhun leaned against the door and whistled at him: "Disabled person, let me come."

"No need." Tan Jingyang said to Ji Zhun without raising his head while sweeping the floor, "Go and change your wet clothes first, and be careful not to catch a cold."

Ji Zhun didn't answer, but still watched Tan Jingyang work silently with half-raised eyes.Seeing him not moving for a long time, Tan Jingyang couldn't help but frowned: "Why are you still standing there?"

"Brother Yang." Jizhun stood up straight with the strength of the wall, walked towards Tan Jingyang, opened his arms and smiled at him:

"Come on, give me a hug."

……

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The author has something to say:

Nao Nao is Brother Yang's little angel T33T

感谢在2021-10-2018:46:47~2021-10-2220:45:47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 of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of your mother;

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