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Jiang Jing had never encountered such an embarrassing situation in his life.

The key probably fell into the table hole, and the school was closed on Sundays, so he was too embarrassed to ask Lu Yan to go to school again.The property didn't have a spare key, and he didn't know where to find a lockpicker this day. Jiang Jing clutched his phone tightly, thinking that it would be a big deal to go to the hotel to sleep for the night.

He was about to speak when Ji Shurong in front of him turned his head and asked, "Where are your parents?"

Jiang Jing lowered his eyes: "I don't live with them."

Even if he was on the streets tonight, he would not be able to find Jiang Zheng.

Jiang Jing took a deep breath, glanced at the wild cat in the box, and said in a pretentious manner: "I'm going to live..."

"Go to my house."

Jiang Jing choked on his saliva, and the word "hotel" was automatically silenced.

Ji Shurong said this as casually and naturally as if he said "the weather is really nice today". Seeing Jiang Jing's surprised face, he twitched the corner of his mouth: "Don't you want to go?"

Before Jiang Jing could speak, Lu Yan exploded first.

"No!" Lu Yan said righteously, "I don't agree."

Ji Shurong raised his forehead: "It's my house, not yours."

Lu Yan took a breath, stared at Ji Shurong for a moment, and his voice suddenly became aggrieved: "You, surnamed Ji, have no conscience, and I haven't even slept at your house, so why is this little bastard?"

"Stop pretending." Ji Shurong dismantled him unceremoniously, "Didn't you say you're going to a meeting later, and if you delay for a while, you'll be late."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and asked Jiang Jing, "Going?"

Now that he asked this question, Jiang Jing nodded without hesitation.

Lu Yan put away the grievance of the little daughter-in-law, gritted his teeth and beat the steering wheel, turned the front of the car and slammed on the accelerator, his mouth still kept saying, "Wait, I'll go to your house after the meeting, remember to make the bed for me, Bathing water needs to be 38°C, toilet paper needs virgin wood pulp, pajamas need silk, and contraception..."

"Lu Yan." Ji Shurong's tone was a little heavy, and he looked ahead and reminded: "There is a red light ahead."

Lu Yan swallowed the rest of the words, and snorted angrily.

It was quiet again in the carriage.

Ji Shurong tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the back seat from the corner of his eye.Jiang Jing was looking down at his phone, selectively pretending to be deaf and dumb.

He could tell that this pervert surnamed Lu wanted to date Ji Shurong.No wonder Ji Shurong has a good relationship with him but deliberately keeps a distance, and his relationship is still unrequited love.

Jiang Jing had never eaten pork, but he had seen pigs running, and he had heard about homosexuality, but he was slightly taken aback, but he didn't think it was disgusting.

He poked at the screen of his phone casually, and accidentally poked into the wechat page.

There are not many friends in Jiang Jing's address book, and they are basically classmates who are not very familiar with him. The few who have chatted with him, it has been a long time since now.

And the one facing his eyes was actually Ji Shurong's name, which was clearly in the second row.

The conversation between the two stopped last week, and Ji Shurong asked him what his name was.

Looking at the two words he sent out, Jiang Jing was a little distracted.

Although Ji Shurong knew his name, he rarely addressed him directly.Either talk about things directly, or call him a kid.Relying on being a few years older than him, he took advantage of the title.

Although he is very dissatisfied with the disgusting title of "little friend", Mr. Jiang has a lot of adults and doesn't care about him.

He withdrew his thoughts, bowed his head in shock——

The finger just stopped at the position of the dialog box, and entered a bunch of messy letters inadvertently.

Fortunately, he didn't send it out, otherwise he could just jump out of the car.

Jiang Jing carefully pressed delete and heaved a sigh of relief.

Ji Shurong lived some distance from the city center, closer to the wealthy area where Jiang Zheng lived, and the housing prices were also frighteningly high.

Lu Yan entered the community with ease, and the car was parked downstairs.

Ji Shurong walked down holding an umbrella, but was stopped by Lu Yan just as he was about to close the car door.

"Hey, wait, what about that thing?" he asked, pointing to the lone cat in the backseat.

Ji Shurong glanced at it and said, "On the way, just leave it at the door of the bar, and Yang Xiao will take care of it."

Lu Yan was so aggrieved that he was about to lose his breath. He nodded emphatically, and squeezed out his voice from between his teeth: "Okay, I have done this for you, so you should stay with me tonight, right?"

Ji Shurong smiled: "Whatever, there is no shortage of beds in my house, just a few more people will do."

Having said that, Lu Yan knew that what Ji Shurong disliked the most was being disturbed.He sat up straight angrily and said, "Close the door, I'm leaving."

Jiang Jing ran into the corridor in the rain a long time ago, and finished pulling the wet hair on his forehead. After waiting for a while, Ji Shurong did not come in. He was about to take two steps forward to take a look, when he saw two straight long legs line of sight.

Jiang Jing didn't have time to take back his steps and almost bumped into him.

Ji Shurong closed the umbrella with one hand, and firmly held his arm with the other.He has always carried the faint scent of wine on his body, and now that it is raining again, the scent is even clearer and deeper. As soon as he gets close, he easily captures Jiang Jing's breath, which makes him think of Ji Shurong as his avatar dark blue cocktail.

I don't know what it tastes like, but it should be similar to Ji Shurong.

Seeing that Jiang Jing kept his posture, Ji Shurong asked aloud, "What's wrong?"

"Ah, oh, it's nothing." Jiang Jing quickly stood up straight, put those thoughts behind him, and followed Ji Shurong into the elevator.

Ji Shurong lives on the fifth floor. As soon as he enters the door, there is a spacious and simple living room. The stairs on the left lead directly to the second floor, and he can only see the railings at a glance.

The layout is similar to Jiang Zheng's, even a little bigger.But the big thing is big, there are very few things, and it is so clean and tidy that it doesn't look like someone lives there.

"Put this on." Ji Shurong brought him a pair of slippers, "Let's rest on the sofa first, and I'll clean up your room."

Jiang Jing put on obediently, and walked towards the sofa with his slippers on.

Ji Shurong's coat was draped over the armrest of the sofa, and Jiang Jing consciously sat far away, holding the hot water that Ji Shurong had just poured, sipping one mouthful at a time.

Maybe it was an illusion, Jiang Jing felt that Ji Shurong's mood had not been high.It was alright when we ran into each other on the side of the road, but it seems that he has been a little absent-minded since he entered the piano shop.Although nothing could be seen from Ji Shurong's expression, and his words and deeds were the same as usual, but Jiang Jing was keenly aware that something was wrong.

There were footsteps on the stairs, and Ji Shurong's voice sounded behind him: "The room is ready, just go to sleep at night, do you want to eat anything for dinner?"

"Dinner?" Jiang Jing blurted out.

Ji Shurong glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, and said, "It's almost 07:30, shouldn't we have dinner?"

With such a big reaction from Jiang Jing, Ji Shurong thought he had a fixed time for dinner.In fact, this person has never had a serious dinner, and he didn't turn his head when he heard this word at first.

Jiang Jing took a sip of water, and wanted to cover it up: "Well, it's time to eat. I can eat anything, so don't settle for me."

That's not too much to say.Ji Shurong couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, walked towards the kitchen, and said as he walked, "I'm going to cook two dishes, and there's something to drink in the refrigerator, take whatever you like."

Seeing that his mood was not so depressed, Jiang Jing's sense of restraint disappeared in an instant, and he ran to the refrigerator briskly, not forgetting to ask, "What do you drink?"

Ji Shurong's voice came from the kitchen: "Soda."

Don't you drink?Jiang Jing muttered, moved his finger away from the cocktail, and took two bottles of Sprite.

The meal was ready quickly, and the two sat on the sofa facing each other to eat. Ji Shurong pushed the plate of fried pork with green peppers in front of Jiang Jing and said, "Eat more meat, and you can grow taller."

Jiang Jing swallowed the rice in his mouth, and retorted: "I'm not short."

"Well, not short." Ji Shurong agreed.

No matter how the tone sounded like he was mocking him, Jiang Jing stretched his neck and said in disbelief, "I'm really not short!"

He has already grown to 1.8 meters, and he is the tallest in the school basketball team.Two or three years longer, he will definitely catch up with Ji Shurong.

Ji Shurong wanted to tease him, but in the end he made himself laugh: "Okay, okay, I see, you are not short, you are the tallest."

This childish conversation finally came to an end, Jiang Jing sullenly picked up two bowls of rice, if it wasn't for the lack of rice in the pot, he probably could eat another bowl.

Ji Shurong sighed: "Adolescent children can eat like this now. Seeing that you are so thin, I thought you have a small appetite."

Satisfied, Jiang Jing covered his stomach and burped, got up to help Ji Shurong clean up the dishes, and said, "I just look thin, but I'm actually full of muscles."

It kinda rhymes.Ji Shurong smiled and said, "Sure, it's pretty attractive to girls at school."

"Of course." Jiang Jing was not modest.

The two of them entered the kitchen together, you washed the dishes while I washed the pot, and finally washed their hands, each of them took an apple and gnawed on it.

Ji Shurong was not as ugly as Jiang Jing, he sat comfortably on the sofa, pointed to the TV in front of him and said, "Watching TV?"

"I don't watch it." Jiang Jing was not interested in TV, so he ate the apple in a few mouthfuls and said, "I want to take a bath."

"That's the bathroom." Ji Shurong pointed to a door, "There's everything in it, go in and wash, I'll find you a bathrobe."

"Thank you."

Jiang Jing rushed to the bathroom impatiently, closed the door, stripped off his clothes, turned on the hot water and took a good bath.

I don't know what brand the shower gel is. There is a lot of English on the body of the bottle, and it feels comfortable and smells good when it is applied on the body.

Jiang Jing was almost done washing, when there was a light knock on the bathroom door, Ji Shurong's voice was covered by the sound of running water, and he couldn't hear it clearly: "The clothes are all new outside."

After a while, the bathroom door was quietly opened a crack, and a hand stretched out, groping for something on the stool.

The bathrobe was made of silk, and the towel was made of sea-island cotton. Jiang Jing shook his hand, and something fell out of his pajamas, and he quickly caught it.

It was underwear.

Jiang Jing gestured towards himself, and after a while, his expression became a little complicated.

The new underwear should be Ji Shurong's size.Jiang Jing put it on without giving up, the tightness was fine, but the front part of the fabric didn't look so full.

Jiang Jing's self-esteem as a man suffered an unprecedented blow at this moment. After leaving the bathroom, he sat on the sofa and wiped his hair resentfully without saying a word.

"Does the clothes fit?" Ji Shurong asked.

Jiang Jing stretched out his arms and gave him a look, and said, "It's just right."

The belt is tightly tied, and the neckline is slightly larger, so that the unique muscle lines of teenagers can be seen at a glance.

Ji Shurong nodded, and then asked, "Where are the underwear? Are they the right size?"

"Almost." Jiang Jing said solemnly, and at the end Chou shamelessly added: "It's a little small."

"Really?" Ji Shurong looked down, looking suspicious.

Depend on.

Jiang Jing only felt a surge of energy and blood, wishing to evaporate on the spot.

Ji Shurong watched as his ear tips gradually turned red, as if he understood something, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

Jiang Jing really couldn't stay any longer, so he asked where the room was. Regardless of the fact that his hair was still wet, he ran upstairs in three steps at a time, then flung himself on the big soft and clean bed with all fours, and stretched out. tone.

If he could do it all over again, he would definitely not take a bath at Ji Shurong's house.

Even if it is dirty to death, never be tortured to death by self-esteem and shame.

Jiang Jing moaned, pushed aside the quilt and got in.

The room should be a guest bedroom, with a large space and all the necessary furnishings, much better than Jiang Jing's pigsty in the rented house.

He lay on the bed for a while, when he heard vague footsteps on the stairs, it should be that Ji Shurong came up to sleep.

It was only after nine o'clock, and the two of them met at the bar in the middle of the night before, so they must not be able to sleep now.

There was a charger next to the pillow, which happened to be the model of Jiangjing's mobile phone. He played a few games on his stomach, and after kneeling for ten games, he was so angry that he wanted to smash the phone.

Jiang Jing exited the game page, hesitating which software to open, when a WeChat message popped up on the top of the phone.

Ji Shurong: Are you asleep?

Jiang Jing: No.

Ji Shurong: Is it convenient to open the door?

Jiang Jing was stunned for a moment, and typed a few words: convenient.

The next second the door opened.

Ji Shurong was wearing the same style of bathrobe as him, leaning against the door and asking, "Is your hair dry?"

Jiang Jing sat up, his hair was messed up on the top of his head, he stretched out his hand to wipe it, his hand was full of water.

Ji Shurong saw it and told him, "Don't sleep if your hair is dry, it's easy to catch a cold."

Jiang Jing nodded, thinking that he came here specially to talk about this, right?

Just as he was thinking, Ji Shurong took a step forward and closed the door behind his back.

The air conditioner in the corner blows out warm wind, and Jiang Jing's bathrobe hangs on half of his shoulder so hard that he can't fall off, his exposed skin feels the warm wind, but a layer of goose bumps appeared for no reason.

What is he going to do?

Jiang Jing watched Ji Shurong walk to the bed with a dazed expression, and stretched out his hand, which had been behind his back, in front of him, and a bag of unknown objects dangled in midair.

"What is this?" Jiang Jing asked.

Ji Shurong put the bag in his hand, and said concisely: "Medicine."

Jiang Jing was even more confused: "I'm not sick."

Ji Shurong looked down at Jiang Jing, raised his hand and tapped the corner of his mouth, his eyes pointed.

Jiang Jing was stunned.

The wound at the corner of his mouth had scabbed over, a small dark red patch, and the surrounding bruise was slightly swollen, and it hurt even a little touch.

When eating, Jiang Jing deliberately lowered his head to eat, in order not to let Ji Shurong see him frowning in pain, but he still noticed it.

Inside the bag were antibiotics, disinfectant, bandages, and a hot water bottle. The first three items were packaged brand new, so they probably haven’t been used much since they were bought. There are still a few drops of water on the hot water bottle, which should be freshly filled.

Jiang Jing's eyes flickered slightly, and he was speechless for a while.