Orientation sniping

The temperature was low at night, and at some point there was fine snow, and it fell down one after another until the next morning, the branches outside the window were covered with a layer of white.

Ji Shurong leaned on the pillow, turned his head to look outside, and the dark sky was reflected in the depths of his pupils.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the ward opened softly.

"Huh? Are you awake?"

Yang Xiao just came back from the bathroom, his hands were still stained with water, he shook them casually, and sat on the stool beside him.

"You've slept long enough, are you feeling better?"

Yang Xiao opened the thermos, took out a bowl of hot porridge and handed it to him, saying, "Eat something, Xiao Jiang bought it for you."

Ji Shurong lowered his eyes, and finally reacted when he heard the second half of the sentence, took the porridge and asked, "What about him?"

"Who?" Yang Xiao didn't understand for a while, and then suddenly said: "You said Xiao Jiang, he said he was going to buy some fruit for you, he just went out not long ago, and he will be back later."

Ji Shurong didn't say anything else, just lowered his head and took a sip of porridge.

Yang Xiao casually chatted with him on a few topics, and Ji Shurong either said "hmm" or nodded and shook his head, or didn't speak at all.

Only when talking about Jiang Jing, he would talk more.

Yang Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the power of love is really great.

As a result, after Jiang Jing didn't come back for a long time, Ji Shurong's mood dropped significantly again.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yang Xiao quickly took out her mobile phone and called Jiang Jing.

Jiang Jing was paying the bill when he received the call, and said, "I'll be right back."

"How much?" he asked.

He bought almost every kind of fruit, and the supermarket owner weighed it for a long time, grumbling and pressing the calculator, and reported a number.

Just as Jiang Jing was about to scan the QR code, the boss said, "You don't need to give the change."

Jiang Jing said his thanks.

The door of the supermarket was covered by a thick curtain. He was walking out with the fruit, and when he opened the curtain, he almost bumped into someone head-on.

The man was carrying a few boxes, with a black hood covering half of his face, and came in without saying a word.

Jiang Jing dodged to the side, but was still bumped into the shoulder by him.

The boss gnawed a melon seed and pointed at the man and said, "What's the matter with you, you don't know how to say sorry for bumping into someone? Don't put the box on the floor, the shelves inside are empty, put it over there."

The man didn't speak, and put the box away neatly.

The clothes on him were very thin, and his hands that were red from the cold could be seen from the angle of Jiang Jing.

"All right, all right, there is nothing to move in the morning, so come back in the afternoon." The boss said.

The man withdrew his hand, because the action hat slid halfway down, revealing his entire face.His cheeks were tight, his eyes were lowered and stared at the ground, as if he didn't dare to look up to see people, and when he glanced once in a while, there was a kind of frightening gloomyness.

Jiang Jing frowned and stood by the door. For a moment, he felt that this person looked familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen him.

The man didn't look at him from the beginning to the end, walked straight to the counter, and said in a deep voice, "I won't come this afternoon."

The boss paused when he knocked melon seeds, stared and said: "What's the matter, you don't want to do it after working for a long time? Let me tell you, the wages are paid on a daily basis. If you don't come in the afternoon, I won't give you a penny."

The man lowered his head, slowly raised his eyes, his eyes locked on the boss like a poisonous snake.

"Give me the money," he said.

The air froze for two seconds, and the atmosphere became tense in an instant.

Jiang Jing had already opened half of the curtain, after thinking about it, he walked out, and couldn't help but look back before leaving.

The boss has probably never seen such an unreasonable person, he walked out of the counter aggressively, and before he could speak, the man grabbed him by the collar.

He grabbed the boss and slammed it hard on the glass counter. There was a muffled "boom", and the glass actually cracked.The man's sleeves were half rolled up, and the veins on his thin arms were bulging, making him look very scary.

The boss blushed from being strangled, and retched uncontrollably: "Let go... let go..."

The man gripped tighter.

"Here, I'll give..." The boss struggled to pat his arm, and he was about to lose his breath. Suddenly, his throat loosened, and air rushed in.

He coughed so much that his tears flowed, he clutched his neck and panted, he took out a handful of money tremblingly, and said, "I'll give you all, I'll give you all, take it away."

The man took it away unceremoniously, bowed his head to count, and stuffed the money into his pocket.

The boss lay on the counter with limp legs, not daring to look up at him. He held his breath and waited for a long time before he heard the man push the door and go out.

The snow was still falling, and a thin layer of ice formed on the road. The vehicles and pedestrians passing by were all cautious, and the already narrow road became more crowded.

Jiang Jing wrapped his clothes tightly, and his fingers holding the bag were already numb from the cold.

He stood in front of the red light, recalling the scene he had just seen.There is surveillance in the supermarket, men should not dare to do anything against the boss, even though he thinks so, Jiang Jing is still a little worried.

The red light turned to green light, Jiang Jing just took a step back, turned around and looked in the direction of the supermarket.

The man just came out of it, with his hat on tightly, and walked down the other road with his head down.

After a while, the boss poked his head out from the curtain, probably to see if the man had left, but he was relieved when he looked around and saw no sign of him.

Jiang Jing withdrew his gaze and ran towards the opposite side during the last ten seconds of green light.

When he ran back to the ward without stopping for a while, Yang Xiao could barely sit still.

"Hey, why did you come back?" Yang Xiao rushed forward, took the bag in his hand, glanced behind him, and whispered, "He has been waiting for you for a long time."

Jiang Jing looked at Ji Shurong and walked over.

There were still unmelted snowflakes on his hair, which turned into ice water in a moment, and Ji Shurong gently wiped them off with a paper towel.

"Why don't you wear a hat?" Ji Shurong rubbed his cold fingers, the corners of his mouth clenched, "Don't go out when it's so cold in the future."

Jiang Jing smiled: "It's okay, I bought a lot of fruit, what do you want to eat?"

Before Ji Shurong could speak, Yang Xiao said beside him, "I want to eat strawberries."

Jiang Jing raised his chin towards the bag of strawberries: "There, wash it yourself." After speaking, he turned to Ji Shurong, bent his eyes and said, "Let me peel an apple for you."

Yang Xiao was treated differently, and went out with strawberries whimpering.

Jiang Jing got up and walked to the balcony, where his schoolbag was placed, with a fruit knife in the innermost layer.

All the sharp things in the ward were put away, fruit knives, bamboo sticks, disposable chopsticks, even the corners of the table were covered with sponges, and the windows were locked.

For convenience, Jiang Jing simply put things in his schoolbag and put them back after use, without giving Ji Shurong a chance to touch them at all.

He was peeling an apple while talking to Ji Shurong, and then fell silent halfway through, and then Jiang Jing was talking to himself.

He lowered his head, not letting Ji Shurong see the emotion in his eyes.

No one ate the apples after they were peeled, and they slowly turned yellow on the table.

Not long after, Yang Xiao opened the door and came in, saying that there was something wrong with the bar and he had to check it out.Before leaving, Jiang Jing stuffed him with apples. The apples were not picked well, they looked quite big, and tasted dry.

Jiang Jing handed the washed strawberries to Ji Shurong's mouth, but Ji Shurong refused to eat them.

"This is very sweet." Jiang Jing said.

Ji Shurong was indifferent, just looked at him silently.

Jiang Jing scratched his hair, stood up suddenly, bit half of the strawberry in his mouth, and fed the remaining half to Ji Shurong mouth to mouth.

Ji Shurong's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes cleared up for a moment.

Jiang Jing kept his posture still, just looked at him like this, took a deep breath and said, "I didn't close my eyes last night. After thinking about it, I still feel scared. There are some things I need to tell you clearly."

He cleared his throat and said slowly: "At first I thought I didn't blame you, but just felt sorry for you, but after thinking about it for a long time last night, I thought that if I knew this later, I might hate you."

His voice trembled suddenly, and his eyes were clouded with mist, "What if something happens to you, what do you tell me to do, I don't know anything, I guess like a fool, maybe one day in the future I will finally When I saw that room, I knew what you had experienced at that time. I would feel distressed, sad, and guilty. I would feel that I harmed you. When I thought of how good you were to me, I would feel so sad that my heart would be twisted like a knife. , so you left those things to kill me?"

Ji Shurong stared at him blankly, as if he would not be able to understand such a long sentence for a while.

Jiang Jing spoke in a hurry, his heart beating violently.

He was really scared.

Ji Shurong didn't speak for a long time, and probably didn't listen.

Jiang Jing supported the edge of the bed to calm his breath, and was about to straighten up when Ji Shurong suddenly grabbed his neck and almost fell on his injured leg.

He wanted to say, are you crazy, but his lips were blocked before the first word came out.

Ji Shurong kissed a little messily, recklessly and eagerly, as if he wanted to swallow Jiang Jing into his stomach.He had just taken the medicine, and there was still bitterness in his mouth. Jiang Jing's nose was sore, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, and the bitter taste spread between his lips and teeth.

After a long time, the two let go. Ji Shurong's breath was unsteady, and he said dryly, "Xiaojing."

Jiang Jing leaned against his shoulder, his eyes were red.

"I'm sorry, I just don't want to make you sad." Ji Shurong said, "But it seems to be self-defeating."

Jiang Jing bit his neck, as if to vent his anger.

"I'm not emotionally stable and my speech can be intermittent."

Jiang Jing nodded muffled.

Ji Shurong pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, and seemed to smile: "Give me a little more time, the story is too long, I have to tell it slowly."

"it is good."

"Before I speak, I have to say one more thing."

Jiang Jing looked up at him: "What?"

Ji Shurong closed his eyes and gasped twice.

He kept awake and was tired of talking so much, his mind started to become chaotic again, and the surging emotions made him frowned severely.He clenched his fingers tightly and said with the last of his strength:

"I love you."

The snow didn't stop until night, and the lights reflected on the snow, reflecting the Yingying light.

A white path wound out in front of the dilapidated house, and was soon covered with dirty footprints.

Feng Yuan pushed open the door, his shivering legs couldn't move, and he almost slipped and fell to the ground.

There was a dim light in the room, he froze for a moment, walked in quietly, and saw the person standing in the room.

"Brother?" He called out and asked, "Why did you come back so early?"

The choking smoke filled the air, Feng Hua squinted his eyes, flicked the ash, did not answer his question, and took out some money from his pocket: "Take it and buy some hot rice, and save the rest to buy a thick clothing."

There was no heating or air conditioning in the room, and it was as cold as an ice cave.Feng Yuan didn't answer, shook his head and said, "I still have money here."

Feng Hua remained expressionless: "You can take it if I give it to you."

Feng Yuan was silent for a moment, then lowered his head and took it: "Brother, what do you want to eat?"

"I've eaten outside, you can just buy your own." Feng Hua put out the cigarette butt, looked up at him, and paused: "What's wrong?"

He pointed to the scar on Feng Yuan's forehead.

The scar is very shallow, usually invisible, but it is a little obvious under the light.

Feng Yuan stretched out his hand and touched it, a little hard to say: "...was beaten."

"Who?" Feng Hua asked with narrowed eyes.

"A student from the attached middle school."

"What's your name?"

Feng Yuan said, "Jiang Jing."

Feng Hua nodded and said, "I see." He didn't continue to ask, but gave him another piece of money, and said, "Go buy another ointment for removing scars."

He stood where he was, and lit another cigarette after Feng Yuan went out.

He didn't know what to think in the smog. After a while, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

There was a low-pitched laughter from the phone, and the man said slowly, "How about it, have you figured it out?"

Feng Hua exhaled thick smoke and said, "Think about it, I will do business with you in the future, and don't forget what you promised me."

The author says:

Seriously ask a question, are you abused now?