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After knowing who the owner of the trouser legs was, Jiang Jing felt that his breathing became much easier.

Ji Shurong took out the rest of the fruit, took it to the bathroom to wash it, and came back just in time to see Jiang Jing flipping through the paper.

"Let's eat some fruit first." Ji Shurong cut the pear into small pieces, and put it to Jiang Jing's mouth with a bamboo stick.

Jiang Jing tilted his head and bit a bite, his hands kept moving, "I don't know a lot, tell me about it."

He circled all the questions he didn't know with a red pen. There were seven questions in total. Ji Shurong squatted beside the bed and explained them one by one.

The draft paper was densely drawn, and Jiang Jing unconsciously lost his mind when he listened to it. Every time Ji Shurong caught him straight, he bent his fingers and tapped the back of Jiang Jing's hand gently, reminding: "Seriously. listen."

After speaking, it was dark, and Jiang Jing heaved a sigh of relief.

Ji Shurong's legs were numb from squatting, and he stood up after a while, and said leisurely: "You have improved a lot compared to before, and now you can do some intermediate questions properly."

Jiang Jing rubbed his neck: "Okay."

He sorted out the test papers, and as soon as he took out his mobile phone, Ji Shurong took it away easily.

Jiang Jing: "?"

Ji Shurong put the phone in his pocket, and the ending sounded slightly: "I heard that you stayed up late to look at the phone, so I will keep it for you temporarily and return it to you tomorrow morning."

"..." Jiang Jing made a gesture to grab him, Ji Shurong held his wrist, curled the corner of his mouth and said, "Don't overestimate your strength, take a good rest, and go to bed quickly."

Jiang Jing glanced at the watch on the wall, and said in disbelief: "It's only seven o'clock, you let me sleep??"

I haven't eaten yet!

The two were arguing, and there was a light knock on the door of the ward.

Jiang Jing paused, let go of Ji Shurong's sleeve, cleared his throat and said, "Come in."

The person who came was He Yan.She delivered all the meals Jiang Jing ate during the past few days in the hospital on time.

He Yan carried a large thermos bucket as usual, put it lightly on the table, and smiled cautiously at the two of them: "Eat the food while it's hot, I'm leaving first."

Since the last time Jiang Jingkou was unscrupulous, He Yan's attitude towards him has become cautious.Every time she put down her meal and left, Jiang Jing didn't ask to stay, and Ji Shurong didn't have that position either.

He stood up and said politely, "Auntie, let me see you off."

Ji Shurong followed He Yan out and closed the door behind him.

The hallway was quiet, and the cold wind poured in from the half-opened windows.Ji Shurong didn't wear a coat, so He Yan turned to him and said, "It's cold outside, go in quickly."

"I'm fine." Ji Shurong smiled gently: "Go slowly."

He Yan walked forward a few steps slowly, then turned her head and muttered, "Thank you, Xiaojing, please take care of me."

She was wearing a long dress, with a clean and elegant face, and she spoke softly and without temper.

Ji Shurong stood where he was, still smiling: "It's okay, I happen to be free, so come and stay with him."

"His father is busy with work, and Xiaojing doesn't want to see me, so I can only ask you." He Yan said softly, "I have never seen Xiaojing so close to anyone except you, so thank you very much." .”

She bowed her head politely, turned and entered the elevator.

The food in the thermos is still rich, mainly for casual conversation, and the bottom is full of ribs soup.

Jiang Jing ate too much at noon and had no appetite, so he picked up a few chopsticks and put it down.

He didn't take a bite of the bird's nest or sea cucumber, but Ji Shurong half-coaxed and half-forced him to eat it.The pork rib soup has the strongest aroma, and it is still steaming in the bowl. Ji Shurong put a layer of toilet paper underneath, in case Jiang Jing would burn his hands.

Jiang Jing stretched out one leg outside the quilt and crossed the other, sitting unsteadily. After taking the bowl, he tried to change his position, but accidentally spilled some.

Most of it was sprinkled on the quilt, and a few drops splashed on his arm, and Jiang Jing flinched reflexively.

Ji Shurong took the bowl away, took out a tissue to help him wipe it clean, frowned slightly and said, "Be careful."

Jiang Jing looked down at him, and the two eyes collided inadvertently, and then parted in a tacit understanding.

"Okay." Ji Shurong wiped him clean, rolled up the quilt and put it aside, and said helplessly, "Do you still drink?"

Jiang Jing shook his head: "I won't drink anymore."

"Then pack up and go to bed."

"..."

It's only eight o'clock, brother!

Jiang Jing's resistance was futile, and he was forced to lie on the bed wrapped in a new quilt and stare at the sky speechlessly.

After Ji Shurong cleaned up the trash, seeing his resentful face, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Get up and study if you can't sleep. Don't worry about your phone. I'll bring it to you tomorrow morning."

Jiang Jing pulled the quilt over his head and snorted angrily.

Ji Shurong didn't come on the day he was discharged from the hospital, so Jiang Zheng took the time to complete the discharge procedures for him, and hurried to catch the plane without saying a few words.

It happened to be Saturday, Zhao Yu and Li Fan came in one after the other, chattering around him.

"Brother Jiang, do you know that bastard Sun Qing was expelled, and other schools probably wouldn't dare to take him, and he's still squatting in the police station." Zhao Yu beamed and said, "Also, it's said that his father came to find him. The principal begged for mercy, and was invited out without even entering the door."

Jiang Jing got a headache from his noise, and pushed him aside: "It's alright, alright, I got it."

Li Fan, who was standing aside, asked, "Have you finished packing?"

"almost."

There were very few things Jiang Jing wanted to take away. He was too lazy to tidy up all the toiletries and threw them away, and put a few changes of clothes into two bags.Zhao Yu and Li Fan carried one each, and followed Jiang Jing into the elevator.

Zhao Yu stared at the back of his head and asked on a whim, "Brother Jiang, what does a concussion feel like? Does the brain vibrate?"

"..." Jiang Jing turned his head expressionlessly, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "If you want to experience it, I can satisfy you."

Zhao Yu shook his head quickly, taking a step back wisely.

The sun was just right at noon, there was a lot of traffic outside the hospital, all kinds of smells mixed together, and the air was cool with a lingering aroma.

To say that after the foot injury has healed, it feels like a world away, but now it can be said to be reborn from Nirvana.

Jiang Jing took a deep breath, feeling a little emotional.

The three of them hailed a taxi and entered Jiang Jing's house together.

It's not that the things are so heavy that Jiang Jing can't lift them, he's just lying in the hospital for the past few days and got used to being accompanied by his side, and returning to the empty home suddenly feels a little uncomfortable.

It was the first time for Zhao Yu and Li Fan to enter his house, sitting on the sofa and looking around curiously.

Jiang Jing simply packed up the clothes that were thrown everywhere, took out three bottles of soda from the refrigerator and threw them on the sofa, crossed his legs lazily: "Playing games?"

Zhao Yu couldn't wait to take out her mobile phone: "Come on, let's have a good time today."

The three of them occupy a sofa each, and there are all kinds of postures. The cans rolled on the floor, and there were two bottles of beer mixed in.At the end of the game, Jiang Jing's fingers were numb, he rubbed his sore eye sockets and said, "I won't play anymore, I'm tired."

Zhao Yu was still in high spirits, and pulled Li Fan to play a few more games. Seeing Jiang Jing's listless face, he encouraged him: "Brother Jiang, you really don't want to play anymore? It's hard to get together, let's play again."

Jiang Jing yawned: "It's boring."

"It's boring..." Zhao Yu muttered, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he smiled inscrutablely: "I just remembered, I have something interesting."

Jiang Jing showed doubts: "What?"

"Wait." Zhao Yu dropped the phone, took out a USB flash drive from his pocket, and raised eyebrows at Jiang Jing: "Brother Jiang, do you have a computer?"

"In the room." Jiang Jing pointed to the bedroom and asked him to get it by himself.

Zhao Yu frantically brought the computer, met the inexplicable gazes of the two men, and said with a smirk: "A few days ago, Lao Lin, the class next door, gave it to me, saying that it has a huge amount of resources."

Speaking of this, Jiang Jing and Li Fan also reacted.They are all teenagers, and they usually make some colorful jokes without holding back, so it's not surprising to see this stuff.

But this kind of thing is usually seen by one person secretly. Now three people are surrounded by a computer, and the curtains are drawn to turn off the lights. The atmosphere is inexplicably a little awkward.

There are many videos, and the names are all a string of letters. Zhao Yu didn't know which one to watch, so a boy in school uniform appeared on the screen.

It's still a drama.

Jiang Jing originally sat on one side absent-mindedly, looking at it and felt that something was wrong.

There are no women in the picture.

And this boy is always being bullied for being submissive, and the way he is bullied... is quite special.

Jiang Jing watched helplessly as the boy was pinned down on the podium, his pants were pulled off, and the bully followed him up.

"Damn it, what the hell is this?" Zhao Yu was dumbfounded, trying to get out in a hurry, only to find herself in the middle of the progress bar in a panic——

The boy was lying on the ground, his lower body was naked, his legs were raised high, and the restricted-rated scene was unobstructed.

"..."

The touch screen of the computer was a bit insensitive, and Zhao Yu couldn't turn it off after clicking it for a while, and couldn't bear to look directly at it: "Why is Lao Lin still looking at this stuff, he's gay, fuck me."

Jiang Jing was stunned for a moment, his Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, and he took a sip of soda without looking away.

Li Fan was also quite embarrassed, just about to say "Why don't you turn off the computer and try", the next second the doorbell rang suddenly.

"Fuck!"

Zhao Yu snapped on the computer and quickly pulled out the USB flash drive.

Jiang Jing also panicked for a moment, and opened the door pretending to be calm.

The sky had already darkened, and there was a dim light in the corridor outside the door. The door frame divided the light and shadow. Ji Shurong was standing outside, looking at him from a step away.

Ji Shurong caught a glimpse of other people in the room from the corner of his eye, smiled and said, "Why don't you turn on the lights when it's so dark?"

"..." Jiang Jing still held the can in his hand, subconsciously clenched his fingers, and his heart beat uncontrollably for two seconds.

He didn't answer Ji Shurong's question, but stood there motionless and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to send September."

Jiu Yue poked her head out of the box on the ground, and shouted at Jiang Jing happily.

Jiang Jing didn't respond.

Ji Shurong raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a playful tone, "You don't seem to welcome me very much."