Orientation sniping

There was the sound of footsteps walking away from the empty corridor, Jiang Jing held his breath and took a look, Ji Shurong was chatting and laughing with another man, and walked into a private room side by side.

The door of the private room was slowly closed, Jiang Jing lowered his eyes and looked away, and the cell phone that he was covering rang again.

He had been on the toilet for too long this time, and Li Fan's puzzled voice came: "Brother Jiang, you haven't finished using it yet?"

Before Jiang Jing could speak, he continued to ask, "Are you feeling unwell, or should I take you back?"

He is a little uncomfortable.

feeling terrible.

There was no emotion in Jiang Jing's voice: "No need, I'll just go back by myself, you guys can play."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and walked towards the door without saying a word.

Because he had just been discharged from the hospital, Yang Xiao didn't let him come to the bar. Jiang Jing still walked alone after school, but he would stop for a while when passing by the bar.

The glass door reflected the gorgeous and changing lights, and the inside and outside of the door were cut into two worlds. Standing across the road, Jiang Jing wanted to walk across for a moment.

Ji Shurong should stand at the bar and mix drinks, he is the only one who is quiet in the hustle and bustle.

Maybe someone will come up to talk to him, no matter what the other party says, Ji Shurong can always resist with ease, he is gentle and funny, and gentle to everyone.

The sound of leaves being crushed came from behind him, Jiang Jing frowned and withdrew his thoughts.

He lifted the strap of his schoolbag, lifted his feet and continued to walk forward.

The silent road was broken by the sudden sound of the horn, the car roared past him, and the reflection on the window was fleeting.Jiang Jing was followed by two figures, always keeping a proper distance from him.

After entering the community, Jiang Jing stopped downstairs, turned his head unbearably and asked: "Just follow here, you still want to live in my house?"

"..."

Two burly men in black looked at each other behind him, one of them coughed lightly and said, "Is that okay?"

"..."

are you crazy.

Jiang Jing was very happy: "How much Jiang Zheng gave you, can I double it to you?"

The slightly taller man shook his head sternly: "No, we have professional ethics."

Professional ethics shit.Jiang Zheng didn't know where to hire two bodyguards, and they followed him from the day he left the hospital to go to school, standing with the dog downstairs in the morning to wait for him to go to school, and waiting for him to go home at the school gate after school.

Jiang Jing couldn't beat him, couldn't push him away, deliberately took a small path to get rid of them, but when he turned around, the two of them stood behind him expressionlessly, as if they were asking for a debt.

After a week like this, Jiang Jing slowly got used to it, treating the two followers behind him as air.

It was a bit late after school that day, and there was no one on the road. Jiang Jing walked in front of him unhurriedly, being dazzled by the headlights of oncoming cars.

He tilted his head to avoid it, and when he recovered, he found that there was another person in his sight.

Jiang Jing froze in place, a little dazed.

"Why is it so late after school?" Ji Shurong stood in front of him, his eyes falling on him.

Jiang Jing glanced at him, lowered his eyes and said, "Teacher drags the hall."

Ji Shurong seemed to have come to pick him up, and walked beside him naturally, the hem of his clothes blown up by the wind bumped into Jiang Jing's schoolbag from time to time.

After walking a certain distance, Jiang Jing hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't help but asked, "What are you here for?"

"I, I happened to meet you just after dinner for a casual stroll." Ji Shurong said as he took off his schoolbag belt, his eyes slid back from the end of his eyes, his face remained calm, and he whispered with a smile: "It's so heavy, can I help you carry it?"

"No need." Jiang Jing refused him without thinking, "I can recite."

Ji Shurong probably mentioned it casually and didn't say anything else.

There is a wide road in front, and you can walk straight to the street where the bar is. Just as Jiang Jing stepped out, the next moment someone grabbed his shoulders, and Ji Shurong said in his ear, "Go to the right."

right?

On the right is a narrow path with poor lighting. Several trash cans are stacked there, and the stench can be smelled from a long distance away.

Jiang Jing didn't know why, but he followed him obediently.

The hand on his shoulder has not been withdrawn, obviously wearing thick clothes, but the heat still falls on the skin.

Jiang Jing moved uncomfortably, Ji Shurong noticed his stiffness, raised his eyebrows slightly and let go.

"Why are you going this way?" Jiang Jing asked.

Ji Shurong loosened his cuffs, and there was an ambiguous smile on the corner of his mouth: "You will know later."

The path is very short, and you can see the end at a glance. The dead branches and fallen leaves are all over the ground, and there is a rustling sound when you step on it. Jiang Jing suddenly understood something as he walked.

"Hey..." Just as the words started, Ji Shurong, who was half a step behind him, suddenly stopped, turned around slowly, and said coldly, "Aren't you tired after following for so long?"

Jiang Jing: "..."

The two men in black stood side by side not far away, facing his scrutinizing gaze, motionless, as if they were not the ones being regarded as stalkers.

Seeing that Ji Shurong was about to walk over, Jiang Jing tugged on his sleeve with some amusement, and said, "It's not bad people, I know them."

"Huh?" Ji Shurong glanced back and forth between several people, and said in a playful tone, "You know each other?"

Jiang Jing nodded and spit out two words: "Bodyguard."

"..."

Ji Shurong really didn't expect this, his tense arms relaxed, and his eyes fell on those two people, a little surprised: "Bodyguard?"

"Yeah." Jiang Jing didn't want to admit it.It's not like he's filming some underworld movie, it's really stupid to have two bodyguards behind him every day.He explained with a wooden face: "My dad hired me, and I can't get rid of it."

The two bodyguards looked at the nose, the nose and the heart, playing the air dutifully.

Ji Shu couldn't help laughing, put his arm on Jiang Jing's shoulder, and smiled for a while against his forehead.

When Jiang Jing tilted his head, he could see his lowered eyelashes and the smile at the end of his eyes. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he quickly looked away, and said in a tense voice, "Have you finished laughing?"

"Almost." Ji Shurong raised the corner of his mouth, nodded politely to the bodyguard, patted Jiang Jing on the shoulder and said, "Sorry, I thought you were going to be bullied."

Jiang Jing: "Do I look so easy to bully?"

Ji Shurong really looked at him for a while, nodded and said, "A little bit."

"..."

There is your uncle.

Jiang Jing didn't bother to pay attention to him, and walked along the path, the sound of traffic gradually became clearer, and the spacious road was brightly lit.

There was a bar obliquely ahead, and he slightly raised his chin towards the opposite side and said, "Aren't you going over?"

Ji Shurong put his hands in his pockets, squinted at the bright lights, and asked without answering, "What about you?"

Jiang Jing paused.

Ji Shurong still looked ahead and said, "Although I don't know why, I always feel that you are avoiding me recently."

Jiang Jing's heart skipped a beat, and he retorted reflexively: "If I don't go to the bar, I'm avoiding you? I just don't want to go there recently."

The green light on the opposite side turned on, the vehicles on the side slowly stopped, and the pedestrians passing by talking and laughing.Jiang Jing took a light breath, raised his feet and walked to the opposite side.

As if to prove that he didn't hide from Ji Shurong.

After two weeks, Jiang Jing returned to a familiar place.

Ji Shurong closed the door behind him, and said with a smile, "Just kidding, why are you really ignoring people?"

Jiang Jing went straight in, and was embraced by Yang Xiao who was swaying around with a wine glass, and wondered, "Oh, why are you here?"

Jiang Jing raised his eyelids and glanced at him, probably meaning "I can come if I want, you can control me."

However, Yang Xiao drank some wine, her eyesight was not good, she looked at Ji Shurong and then at him, her mind twitched and she laughed twice: "Don't tell me, you two disappeared together for so long, and then came back together, I don't know I thought you guys had eloped."

The speaker had no intention of listening to the listener, Jiang Jing's expression was complicated for a moment, and he subconsciously looked at Ji Shurong.

Ji Shurong stood where he was, with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, and the flickering lights reflected in his eyes, giving people the illusion that he was looking at you tenderly.

If you are shrouded in this illusion for too long, you will have thoughts that you shouldn't have.

He blinked at Jiang Jing, his tone slightly raised, with a hint of indifference: "It's not elopement, but it's almost the same."

Jiang Jing looked away, pulled the strap of his schoolbag impatiently, and said to Yang Xiao, "I'll go to the back kitchen to change clothes first."

Yang Xiao raised her head and took a sip of wine, looked at his back without looking back, and asked belatedly, "What's wrong with him?"

Ji Shurong shrugged helplessly: "I don't know either."

"Did you offend him?" Yang Xiao asked suspiciously, then as if convinced by this reason, she pretended to be serious and said, "Hurry up and coax him."

Ji Shurong was speechless, watching Jiang Jing put on his overalls and come out of the back kitchen, without giving him a look from the beginning to the end.

He leaned against the tip of his nose, thoughtful: "Could it be that I really provoked it?"

Probably to confirm his guess, Jiang Jing kept a distance from him for the next few days.

It wasn't that he didn't talk, or that he was emotional. Jiang Jing still came to the bar every day, and would say hello when he saw him, but it felt that something was different.

Ji Shurong thought about it seriously, and felt that he was quite innocent.

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy seems to be carefree, but in fact he has a sensitive mind, and he doesn't say anything, which makes others guess without a clue.Ji Shurong thought about it, and decided to have a good talk with Jiang Jing.

After Ji Shurong finished mixing the wine, he leaned against the back kitchen door as if waiting for a rabbit, watching Jiang Jing with a blank expression, and turned his head to leave.He smiled, raised his voice and waved, "Come here."

Jiang Jing froze and hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly walked over: "What's the matter?"

"I can't find you if I have nothing to do?" Relying on being taller than him, Ji Shurong raised one hand to cover the door frame, brushed his curled hair, and asked, "Why don't you ask me questions recently?"

Jiang Jing really wanted to pull his demon hand off, so he endured it and said, "Basically, there's nothing to ask."

"None?"

"Not one."

"So powerful." Ji Shurong praised without sincerity, and then chuckled: "Did you lie to me?"

Jiang Jing said, "I didn't lie to you."

"Really." Ji Shurong dragged his tail long, and the hand that was stroking his hair slowly stopped, and said in a low voice, "Then why don't you dare look into my eyes?"