night sultry

Jiang Ting suddenly stopped and turned around.

He was tall, and he saw Jiang Shu who was standing there in a daze at a glance, turned his eyes to the crowd around him, turned around and turned back.

"Are you distracted while walking?" Jiang Ting walked over and scratched his head, and his uninjured left hand grabbed his back collar, and carried him forward.

Jiang Shu has never been walked by by the collar since he was three years old. His face was flushed with suffocation. Jiang Ting walked on his right. His tall body blocked most of the crowd, leaving a small area for Jiang Shu so that he would not Going too hard.

Jiang Shu reached out and patted his strong arm, "Don't do this."

Jiang Ting glanced down at him: "What?"

"Don't carry it like this." Jiang Shula raised her voice, it's so embarrassing to twist it like this!

Jiang Ting loves black vests, and today is no exception. The muscles on his arms are strong and he is tall. Compared with the hatchback, Jiang Shu, who is only 1.7 meters tall, is compared to a dwarf with a serious failure in height. Boy, under the visual effect, the way he twisted Jiang Shu was like twisting a chick that was out of the cage for the first time and was afraid of getting lost.

From time to time, people around looked back at them.

Jiang Shu was ashamed!The ears are as red as blood.

Jiang Ting thought for a while, and he should hold onto his right shoulder.

Jiang Shu let him grab him with a look of death on his face.

There are carpets on both sides of the night market, and there is a dazzling array of items, including clothes, shoes, trinkets, wood carvings, live paintings, and some weird things that Jiang Shu has never seen before, which opened his eyes.

It was his first time visiting the night market, and everything he saw was new.

Even the night wind that wafted over contained a mouth-watering meaty smell, and he didn't feel hungry at first, smelling this smell, his saliva was secreted violently.

Jiang Ting led him to a stop in front of a barbecue stand.

Jiang Shu stretched out his head to look around. Although the barbecue stand was placed in the aisle outside, the customers were all eating skewers in the shop behind the barbecue stand. There was a lot of people talking, and the business was surprisingly good.

The boss is a man in his thirties, with a mustache and a bit of a mischievous look, but he looks very shrewd.

The two are obviously acquainted. When the boss saw Jiang Ting, he waved his elbow, and the movement of shaking the cumin was even more wild. He grabbed a handful and sprinkled it on the meat, and smiled: "Yo, who is this, rare guest ah."

"Just order whatever you want," Jiang Ting said to Jiang Shu.

Jiang Shu glanced at the boss, the man smiled at him, and threw a bamboo basket for him from the side, "After you choose it, just throw it in. Is the taste heavy? Can you eat spicy food?"

Jiang Shu grabbed a handful of meat skewers and put them in the basket, "It's average, but you can eat spicy food."

"That's okay, I'll give you the whole slightly spicy. But the slightly spicy is also delicious. I don't know if you can resist it. The chili here is the most spicy on this street. If you eat it once, you will remember me forever, oh No, it's not about me, it's about my chili. Haha..."

Jiang Ting glanced at him indifferently: "You talk a lot."

The boss laughed, and threw another handful of chili noodles on the grilled meat skewers, "It's rare for you to bring a friend here, and you can eat whatever you want tonight, brother please."

After Jiang Shu made his choice, Jiang Ting led him directly through the crowded first floor and up the wooden stairs to the second floor.

The second floor is much smaller than the first floor. There are only four or five tables on it, and three of them are occupied. Jiang Ting took him to the table by the window, and pulled two from the randomly placed stools. Set it up.

The decoration on the second floor is a bit like an ancient inn, even the wooden windows supported by wooden pillars, and the boxy wooden tables and long wooden benches are nostalgic.

Outside the wide open window, you can see the hustle and bustle of the night market, so lively.

"Is the boss your friend?" Jiang Shu braced her chin, looked away from the window, and turned to Jiangting opposite.

"Yeah." Jiang Ting fiddled with the cigarette case on the table, looking like he really wanted to smoke one.

Jiang Shu knew that he was taciturn, but to be honest, he was also a person who was not very good at chatting. It was really uncomfortable to have nothing to say, so he stopped talking at all, and seriously admired Boss Jiang's face, his eyes were bold and unreserved .

Jiang Ting looked up at him during the period, Jiang Shu propped his chin and smiled brightly at him.

Jiang Ting couldn't help but think of what Ah Fa said before, and frowned.

Seeing him frown, Jiang Shu thought that he was not happy with her frank scrutiny, so she spread her hands and acted like a rascal: "Sorry, I can't help it, it's all because Boss Jiang is so charming, I can't control my eyes. "

Jiang Ting's eyes fell on his face, and Jiang Shu put his arms on the table and let him watch.Although he is very dissatisfied with his height, he is very confident in his appearance. He believes that if Boss Jiang is a face control, he will definitely be able to charm him.

As Jiang Shu himself is confident, Jiang Ting also thinks he is very beautiful.Pretty is not an adjective that should be placed on boys, but it is not too much on Jiang Shu, it just feels appropriate.

It is indisputable that this boy has his own unique charm, and his every move can easily affect the hearts of those who care about him.

Brave and honest, serious and responsible, almost no one would hate such a person.

Jiang Ting also had to admit that he didn't hate him, and even indulged him a lot.

Jiang Shu tilted his head, smiled brightly, and asked him, "Am I good-looking?"

Jiang Ting withdrew his presumptuous scrutiny and nodded honestly.

Jiang Shu held his face and joked: "Then why do you just look down on me?"

Jiang Ting chuckled and shook his head: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Where am I talking nonsense," Jiang Shu took out his mobile phone from his pocket, clicked on WeChat, opened the chat interface on the top, pointed to the one-way chat content on it and said, "Look, I have sent you so many messages , you haven’t replied to me at all, isn’t it just that you don’t like it. Hey...I’m so sad, Boss Jiang didn’t reply to my message..."

Jiang Ting also took out his mobile phone from his pocket, unlocked it and opened WeChat, laid it flat on the table, and opened WeChat in front of him. As soon as the WeChat interface came out, a series of news bombarded him.

He tapped the screen, meaning self-evident.

It's not that I don't reply to messages, it's that I don't log on to WeChat.

Jiang Shu's eyes widened in an instant, and suddenly he propped up his body angrily, tapped the table, and said with a little emotion: "Then WeChat is added for nothing, you don't even log in!"

Jiang Ting pressed the lock screen and retracted the phone.He rarely uses social software on weekdays, and sometimes he doesn't click on it once in a month or two. The last time he opened it was because Jiang Shu called to remind him to sign up through the friend application.

"I'm so at a loss!" Jiang Shu howled with her head in her arms, "I'm really at a loss. You don't even log on WeChat, so what am I doing here?" This made him flirt, he couldn't flirt at all.

He wailed, but Jiang Ting suddenly stood up.

Jiang Shu looked up quickly, Jiang Ting only said "Stay here and don't move", and walked downstairs quickly before Jiang Shu could react.

Jiang Shu quickly turned her head and looked out the window, only to see a large area suddenly vacant across the street, where a somewhat familiar person was being beaten by several tall men.

Jiang Shu hesitated between following and staying, and finally stood still.

He decided to listen to Boss Jiang and be honest.

He felt that his combat power was negative, so he had better not follow up and add to the chaos.

Jiang Shu was full of eagerness, staring at the battle circle for a moment, and it happened that the person who was pressed and beaten suddenly turned his head in his direction. Jiang Shu's eyes widened instantly, and he recognized who it was.

Guitarist!

It's that guitarist!

At this moment, Jiang Ting had already appeared within his line of sight. He didn't go there empty-handed, he still held a long steel pipe in his hand.

Jiang Ting joined the battle circle with a steel pipe, and the crowd of onlookers subconsciously backed away, wanting to watch the excitement but afraid of being hurt by themselves.

"Come here." Jiang Ting slapped the back of one of the men pressing on Zu Peng with his backhand. His strike was extremely ruthless, leaving almost no time or room for the opponent to resist. The strength was so heavy that it seemed that it was not a person who was being slapped, but A lifeless sandbag.

After a scream, the other party gasped.

Zu Peng, who had been holding his head and being beaten all the time, finally reacted when he heard his voice. He looked up a little dullly, saw that it was Jiang Ting, and smiled naively.

Jiang Ting frowned, raised his foot and kicked hard on the knee of the person who was still pressing on Zu Peng, not to mention, he just slapped the person's face with a stick, each time he struck harder.

"Mom, who are you!" The leader watched his brothers fall to the ground one by one, their bodies bowed like shrimps, and they were so painful that they were suddenly angry and anxious.

Jiang Ting didn't even look at him, pushed Zu Peng out of the circle, glanced over the two lying on the ground, then looked at the one who yelled the most, raised the steel pipe and tapped his chest, his tone made People shuddered, "Tell me, the reason for beating him."

"Who the hell are you, why should I tell you!!!"

Jiang Ting raised his leg and kicked him hard on the chest, stepped forward a few steps, stepped on him with his left foot, bent down, and pressed the steel pipe between his eyebrows: "Reason."

"He robbed Laozi and women!" the man yelled.

"You're lying." Jiang Ting slightly squeezed his hand holding the steel pipe, making a circular mark between his brows, his eyes were serious, "I'll give you another chance to tell the truth."

"I'm not fucking lying, he's just cheating on me! If you don't believe me, ask him yourself!"

Zu Peng shook his head beside him, and waved his hands straight: "I didn't, I didn't, I didn't snatch his woman." The corner of his mouth was bleeding, and his face was blue and purple. With a simple and honest smile.

"You're a fucking liar! Lulu from the Redman Gym, how dare you say you don't know him, Mr. □□, how dare you act improperly, you are still a man!" The man's head was suppressed by Jiang Ting, and his body was struggling crazily , "It's fine for a woman who dares to touch me to beat you up! You wait for me, and I will beat you up next time I see you!"

Jiang Ting punched him in the face, let go of the steel pipe that was holding him down, and stood up, "It's impossible for him to grab your woman."

"You're his fucking friend, so of course you say that!" The man jumped up from the ground, and the brothers who stood still nearby quickly surrounded him, staring at Jiang Ting and the other with fierce expressions.

Jiang Ting pulled Zu Peng away, pointed to the wound on his face, and said to the man, "You guys beat me up." Then he pointed to the two people on the ground, "I beat him up. It's over."

Ignoring the angry gazes of the people opposite, he said a series of numbers, and said to the person who yelled the loudest: "If he really robbed you, come to me with the medical bill. Remember, do it!" Come to me when you are clear, or if you beat him up, I will settle with you."

After Jiang Ting finished speaking, he led Zu Peng away.

When the people behind them heard "Wolf", they had already started to panic, and they didn't dare to catch up with them to stop them.

"I didn't steal his woman." Zu Peng repeated after Jiang Ting.

Jiang Ting nodded.

"I know Lulu." Zu Peng continued.

Jiang Ting nodded.

"Lulu is from the gym." Zu Peng spoke very slowly, and he had to think for a long time before saying each sentence: "I am also from the gym."

Jiang Ting still nodded.

Seeing him nodding, Zu Peng smiled naively.

Jiang Ting understood what he meant, he and that Lulu were both in the gym, he knew that Lulu, but he had nothing to do with her.

But he didn't think that person was lying, and the one who was lying was that Lulu.

"Stay away from that Lulu." Jiang Ting told him.

Zu Peng nodded slowly after a few seconds.

He followed Jiang Ting to the barbecue shop, then stopped and said, "I'm going back."

Jiang Ting didn't turn his head back: "Eat something before going back."

Zu Peng stood there for a few seconds, and Jiang Ting started to go upstairs before he nodded: "Then eat something."

There was already a large plate of barbecue on the table, which was still steaming. Seeing Jiang Ting coming back with Zu Peng, Jiang Shu pulled a stool over for Zu Peng to sit on, and then turned to Jiang Ting and said, "Come on, come on, you're tired." Come on, let’s add some energy.”

Just as Jiang Ting sat down, he paused obviously when he heard his words.

Jiang Shu broke away the chopsticks, smiling subtly.

Zu Peng ate for a while, and nodded to him as if he just saw Jiang Shu.

Jiang Shu also smiled at him.

He actually discovered earlier that this guitarist's mind is a little slower than ordinary people, and he is very focused when doing things, such as playing the guitar, such as eating barbecue.

Jiang Shu has watched him play guitar solo a few times, and he has his own style, and his concentrated appearance makes it hard to tell, and only reveals a thing or two in private.

He was familiar with Qin Yikai, and he could hang out with Le Xian, the one who escaped for a while, but he never said a word to Zu Peng.

The man acted like he couldn't be seen every time.

Zu Peng had a big appetite. Jiang Shu found that there was not enough food on the table for them to eat. Jiang Ting found out before him, so he didn't let him move, so he went downstairs to add more food.

"What happened just now?" The boss asked him shirtless as he turned over the barbecue in his hand.

Jiang Ting took a basket, grabbed a bunch of meat skewers and put them in, and dropped a few vegetables. Jiang Ting didn't say anything, but asked instead, "Do you know them?"

"A group of little bastards, I can crush them with one finger." He laughed a few times, as if he was bragging, but the fact was exactly as he said, he could crush them with one hand A few bastards, that's why Jiang Ting rushed up to beat him, so he didn't stop him, and handed him the steel pipe.

He's been in this area for so many years, and he can't beat people up on his territory.

"The one upstairs helps me watch."

"That silly boy who always hangs around here?"

Jiang Ting nodded.

"Tsk." He curled his lips in displeasure, "What do you care about so much... and is he short of money? I often see him carrying a bag to pick up empty bottles, and he doesn't look like a person short of money. ah."

"You care so much." Jiang Ting lit a cigarette, his eyebrows lowered.

Many of Zu Peng's habits reveal a "poor nature". It is not that Jiang Ting has never experienced a time when he could not afford to eat, but he is completely different from Zu Peng who has a deep obsession with money.

The empty bottles in their bar were all rounded up by Zu Peng, who was particularly obsessed with picking up empty bottles.

Like a habit engraved in the bones.

"It looks like he can beat a big boy, but why did he become like that." The boss sighed, not very impressed with Zu Peng's character.

Jiang Ting bounced off the ash, "So let you look at it, and next time you meet someone else."

"If you don't come, you won't come, and if you come, you will find trouble for me," the boss waved at him, "Why are you so annoying!"

Jiang Ting went back after finishing his cigarette.

When he went back, he was a little surprised. Zu Peng, who has never liked to talk to others, was chatting with Jiang Shu, and the atmosphere seemed to be pretty good.

"You play the guitar very well, but I'm not very good at it," Jiang Shu said.

"Yeah." Zu Peng nodded naively, "I play very well."

Jiang Shu couldn't help laughing, he began to like this person's character a little bit, he was very cute, "Did you teach yourself or someone taught you? I have a friend who can play the guitar well, but he learned to play the guitar to be handsome and attractive. girl."

Zu Peng's eyes lit up, "Bai Bai taught me, he plays well."

"Is Baibai your friend?" Jiang Shu asked casually.

"Baibai is not a friend," Zu Peng was stunned after finishing speaking, and thought for a while, "Baibai is a friend."

Jiang Shu was already used to his way of speaking, and looked at him with a smile, "Is Bai Bai a friend?"

"It used to be." Zu Peng nodded and shook his head, "It wasn't later."

Seeing Jiang Ting coming back, Jiang Shu turned her head to look at him, pointed to her own face with her index finger, then raised her thumb and pointed to Zu Peng's face next to him, Jiang Ting then turned her attention to Zu Peng's face Palette-like face.

It looked badly wounded, and the corners of his mouth were swollen.

Zu Peng picked up the green vegetables on the plate and ate them, not paying attention to Jiang Shu's small movements beside him.Even if he noticed, he probably didn't respond.

Jiang Ting tapped on the table, drew Zu Peng's gaze, pointed to his face and asked, "Is the injury on your face okay?"

Zu Peng thought for a while before nodding: "Good face."

Jiang Ting nodded and stopped asking.

Jiang Shu stared aside, that's it?That's the end?Are you two being too casual about getting yourself hurt?

And can you look at your own hands that are bleeding from fighting and oozing right after they're bandaged? ? ?

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