AWB Chapter 79 Competition
Chapter 79 Competition
This night, Aunt Hui came to the hospital to take over Tan Jingyang's shift to take care of Tan Le.Recently, she has been busy collecting money to renovate the massage shop, and she looks thinner.The complexion of the unpainted face was a little yellow, and it looked several years older in an instant.
"Auntie, why don't you go back to rest early." Tan Jingyang said while cleaning Tan Le's face after getting hot water, "After all, there are so many things to take care of in the shop, I don't think your complexion is very good."
"Don't talk about me, go to the mirror and take a picture of yourself, if this goes on, you will fall down again before Xiao Le is fully recovered." Aunt Hui patted Tan Jingyang on the back and took the towel from him He urged, "Eat something well, sleep well, there are me and Jiaoer here."
During this period of time, Aunt Hui and Sister Jiao have established a profound revolutionary friendship through Tan Le.They even discussed privately that when Tan Jingyang went to other places to go to university in the future, Tan Le would take turns living with the two of them on weekends.
"By the way, why didn't you see Ji Zhun?"
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"Here it is."
Before Aunt Hui could finish her sentence, Ji Zhun opened the door with her mobile phone and came in.He just went to answer a call from the choreographer Mr. Liang, and placed an order to buy a few professional books.
With the establishment of the relationship with Tan Jingyang and the clear goal, Ji Zhun has recently begun to work hard like never before.In fact, he has always been a person who values "right or wrong".
After several exchanges, this teacher Liang made Jizhun feel that he was very similar in terms of his views on movies and his attitude towards things.So naturally, he settled down and learned from him systematically, and gradually discovered that those so-called generalizations were not as boring as he thought, and behind them was a rich set of art history.
Ji Zhun's talent was naturally recognized by Mr. Liang, so he spared no effort to teach him.
"You two hurry up, school will start again soon." Aunt Hui winked at Jizhun and asked him to pull Tan Jingyang back to rest.
Ji Zhun understood, stepped forward and tugged on Tan Jingyang's sleeve: "Brother Yang, Aunt Hui is here to take care of Xiao Le, why don't we go eat something first, at worst you can come back later."
Tan Jingyang hesitated for a moment, finally nodded lightly, and whispered to Aunt Hui, "I'm sorry, Aunt Hui."
"I told you, don't be so polite." Aunt Hui waved at the two of them, and then sighed, "I am also responsible for this matter. If I hadn't left Xiao Le alone in the store..."
She lowered her head, frowned and picked at the nail polish on her hands, took a deep breath, smiled wearily and said, "Go quickly."
The two left the hospital and found a Sichuan restaurant nearby.The boss is an authentic Zigong native. The dishes are salty and spicy, but the taste is really good.
After ordering, Jizhun ordered a bottle of Xiaolang wine directly from the counter, put it in front of Tan Jingyang, then took two wine glasses from the next table, put one in front of him, and pushed the other to Tan Jingyang.
Tan Jingyang was startled for a moment, then hooked his lips, looked at Ji Zhun and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Nothing." Ji Zhun unscrewed the wine cap, poured half a glass for each of them and said to Tan Jingyang, "It's cold, drink some wine to warm your body."
Tan Jingyang looked down at the wine glass, paused and smiled and said, "You just want to make me taller and drag me home."
"Tsk, don't be so ambiguous." Ji Zhun licked his teeth, and winked at Tan Jingyang, "Why are you taking me home? Are you molesting you while you're drunk?"
"Even if it's a bit difficult, you know I can't drink." Tan Jingyang raised his glass and clinked with Ji Zhun, "Just half a glass, I have to go to the hospital later."
"Brother Yang..."
Ji Zhun rubbed the wine glass with his thumb helplessly, looked at Tan Jingyang and said in a slow tone, "Take a break."
From Yuan Chengwen's death until now, Tan Jingyang has hardly slept a wink.Ji Zhun was worried that if this went on like this, no matter how strong the opponent's body was, he would still be unable to hold it.
"Can't sleep." Tan Jingyang's eyes darkened, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his lips, "When you close your eyes, you can always see Yuan Chengwen."
After he finished speaking, the hand holding the wine glass slightly tightened, and he raised his head and took a sip.
The spicy liquid rolled down the throat and flowed into the body.Tan Jingyang gritted her teeth, then lowered her head to touch the cigarette in her arms.
Ji Zhun leaned over to light the lighter for him, seeing Tan Jingyang silently puffing out smoke in front of the steaming soup pot, the two of them fell silent for a while.
Until most of the cigarettes were gone, the wine in the glass also bottomed out.Ji Zhun added some more to Tan Jingyang, and said softly, "Brother Yang, I want to ask you a question."
"Tell me." Tan Jing raised his eyes to look at Xiang Jizhun as he swung the wine in his glass.
Ji Zhun pursed his lips, and said, "If I mention Yuan Chengwen to you now, do you still hate him?"
Tan Jingyang stopped the movement of his hands, and his deep eyes sank, revealing his thoughts.
After a while, he slowly shook his head.
"Then if you had arrived in time, would you have saved him desperately?"
"..." Tan Jingyang was silent for a while, then whispered, "Yes."
The tone is very certain.
"So, the end of the story is actually without hate. Right?"
Tan Jingyang's eyes flickered when he saw Ji Zhun.
Ji Zhun smiled, took the cigarette ash in his hand that he had no time to smoke, put it in his mouth, and then looked out the window at the night outside.
There are faint signs of turning green at the front end of the branches, and spring is indeed coming...
Ji Zhun turned around and raised his glass to Tan Jingyang again:
"From now on, all that is engraved in my heart will be about that person's best appearance."
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In the end, Tan Jingyang obeyed Jizhun's words, went home, took a shower and changed into clean clothes.
Ji Zhun didn't leave that night, he was lying on the old bed in Tianshui Street with Tan Jingyang, chatting casually.
Tan Jingyang, who had been drinking, had a faint smell of alcohol in his nose.Mixed with the fragrance of the same shower gel used by two people, it adds a bit of temperature that is unique to drinking.
He still said very little, most of the time it was Ji Zhun who spoke.Tan Jingyang only occasionally responded with low "um", "heh", "is it".Every time after drinking, his voice would be very low due to the spicy alcohol, with a magnetic hoarseness.
Such a voice sprayed on Ji Zhun's cheeks along with his breath, making him want to adjust his posture to avoid this invisible teasing.
The bed in Tan Jingyang's house was too old, and it would creak when she moved a little.
When Ji Zhun was about to complain that he would go with Tan Jingyang to help him choose a new bed when the weather was better, he found that he had obviously not moved, and the voice was still coming out regularly.
Listen carefully, the sound is from the ceiling.
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Ji Zhun: "Cough."
Tan Jingyang: "..."
Both of their faces were flushing at this moment, obviously understanding what the upstairs was doing right now.But it doesn't seem right to joke around like ordinary good buddies, after all, they are trying their best to restrain themselves at this time.
"The sound insulation in your house is too bad." Ji Zhun licked his lips, swallowed, trying to break the awkward atmosphere.
"Well, it's an old house." Tan Jingyang answered, and the two of them didn't know what to say again.
It was not easy for the upstairs to return to silence. Just when the two of them thought they could finally take a breather, the house began to make a comeback tirelessly...
"I'll go... This body is so good!" Ji Zhun couldn't help covering his face and laughing.
The two looked at each other silently, and then burst out laughing at the same time.
After the quasi-playful heart.He got up abruptly, knelt on the bed and leaned on the wall with one hand, and shook the bed frame vigorously with the other.
"Jizhun, why are you so obsessed with it?" Tan Jingyang was amused by Jizhun's childish behavior, couldn't help but sat up, reached out and rubbed his head indiscriminately, and said, "Don't mess around, or the bed will really be messed up." collapsed."
Ji Zhun was on the verge of getting excited, turned around and said happily to Tan Jingyang: "Hurry up, Brother Yang, you'll be exhausted to compete with him!" Seeing Tan Jingyang looking at him helplessly, Ji Zhun grabbed Tan Jingyang's hand and put it directly on the bed frame Go up, and then rock the bed together with the back of his hand.
Tan Jingyang froze for a moment, and keenly caught a detail from Ji Zhun's smiling eyes.The other party seemed to be having fun, but in fact, he was paying close attention to Tan Jingyang's emotions the whole time.
Whether it was taking the initiative to drink liquor with him tonight, or the seemingly childish "competition" now, it was nothing more than him trying to find an outlet for Tan Jingyang to vent naturally.
Tan Jingyang always loves to hold back too much.
Tan Jingyang, who had guessed Ji Zhun's thoughts, suddenly felt warm in his heart.Can't help but let Ji Zhun hold his hand and continue to act mischievously.There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of his lips, and tenderness in his eyes.
In the end, the real guns upstairs are no match for the fake ones downstairs.After a low drink, he didn't move anymore.
From time to time, there was one after another grunting from the ceiling.
Ji Zhun breathed out contentedly, moved his hand on the back of Tan Jingyang's hand to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, smiled and turned his head to Tan Jingyang and said: "It seems that the man who is a man of nine times a night can't do it either!"
Before he could finish his sentence, Tan Jingyang pressed his hand back on the bed frame just half an inch away.
Five fingers inserted into Jizhun's finger joints, and they clasped tightly with his ten fingers.At the same time, Ji Zhun's other hand was also pulled by Tan Jingyang to the other side of the bed frame.
In this way, his hands were fixed on the bed frame, and his back was pressed against Tan Jingyang's chest behind him.
The scorching body temperature felt on the skin through the thin fabric, and spread to the neck and climbed up the head in an instant.
Ji Zhun only felt a fine layer of sweat oozing from his back, and the fingers held by Tan Jingyang couldn't help curling up slightly inward.
"Hey, don't make a sneak attack from behind." Ji Zhun cleared his throat. At this moment, he couldn't see Tan Jingyang's expression behind him at all. He felt a little flustered and didn't know what the other party was going to do next.
The shoulder sockets suddenly sank, and the opponent's head rested on Jizhun's shoulders. The aroma of brandy washing powder and the faint smell of alcohol swept over him instantly, making Jizhun's earlobes and nose itchy.
"Thank you."
Tan Jingyang's deep voice came from beside his ears, and Jizhun's pupils closed, and after realizing why Tan Jingyang was thanking him, his gaze softened.
"It doesn't exist." Ji Zhun licked the corner of his mouth, raised his lips and smiled, "Sleep well, I'm here."
But what Tan Jingyang said next made him angry again.
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"At that time, I will definitely be better than the people upstairs."
"???" I have a rogue sentence, I don't know if I should say it or not.
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感谢在2021-11-1216:50:10~2021-11-1516:30:54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 who cast the rocket launcher: 2 water scorpions;
Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 3 water sills;
Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: 6 for Guo Hungry; 1 for Mengge and Yulu;
Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 38 bottles of Mengge; 10 bottles of Zhang Xiaofeng's dog;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!