Disciplinary Guidelines

The bar owner is one of the few people in Shanghai who knows the relationship between the two of them.

Back then in Beijing, the couple Jiang Heng and Ji Yao were quite famous.The two of them were originally good-looking 1s in the circle, but it didn't matter if they didn't benefit the "public", and they went to solve each other internally, and they were often complained passionately by friends 0 behind their backs.

None of them knew how Ji Yao caught Jiang Heng, nor how Jiang Heng had been with Ji Yao for so long before stepping into his minefield. In short, when everyone reacted, they had already acquiesced to the two of them. We have been able to walk together for a long time.

There are people coming and going in the circle, and it is difficult for minority sexuality to survive in the cracks between the social environment and the family. Everyone is drunk now and now, and it is rare to be able to settle down and fall in love in a proper manner.

Jiang Heng and Ji Yao had been together for nearly three years, and they suddenly separated without warning. Everyone felt it was a pity.

But the two of them separated neatly, and left Beijing one after another to disappear, so this relationship became an unsolved case, and was used as a topic of conversation many times after dinner, but almost no one knew why.

Now at first glance, the two of them were standing together again, the bar owner almost thought he had traveled through time, and wished he could take out his phone to see how many years it was.

The whiskey with ice hockey was covered by Gu Yao. The boss glanced at Jiang Heng hesitantly. Seeing that he had no objection, he turned around and took the drinking utensils from the shelf, and remixed him a glass of Tequila Sunrise.

After the base wine was halved, the sweet aroma of fresh orange juice and pomegranate molasses became very strong. Jiang Heng turned the cup and watched the golden warmth reflected by the transparent cup under the dim bar lights.

Jiang Heng hardly drank this kind of sweet wine, and his face was a little weird when he saw it.

"...You will make me think that you want to pick me up." Jiang Heng said.

"Just taste it." Ji Yao said, "Do you want to go to the hospital again?"

His tone was light, and his expression was natural and calm. Jiang Heng was almost sure that he came here specifically to find him this time.

If it was an accidental encounter, he would never take the initiative to talk to her.

Jiang Heng supported his head and couldn't help but ask, "How did you find me?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the bar owner in the bar from the corner of his eye. The other party's eyes widened, and he quickly waved his hand, indicating that this matter has nothing to do with him.

"I asked Ge Xing." Ji Yao said.

With an impulse, Ji Yao wanted to ask Jiang Heng for clarification, but when he stood at the gate of the subway station, he realized that he didn't save Jiang Heng's contact information at all.

There are thousands of square kilometers in Shanghai, and the streets are crowded with people, but Ji Yao suddenly discovered that it is so difficult to meet someone without two-way communication.

It's so difficult that as long as he doesn't take the initiative to bow his head, he will never be able to do it.

He hesitated for a while holding the phone, and finally called Ge Xing, wanting to ask him for Jiang Heng's contact information again.

"Jiang Heng?" Ge Xing's tone seemed natural, and he didn't even ask him what he was going to do: "He's at Qingbai."

Ji Yao was stunned for a moment, but before he could ask, Ge Xing hung up the phone and sent him a location address on WeChat.

"Qingbai's bar is here." A new message popped out from the dialog box: "It's not easy to find, if you get lost, call me."

Ji Yao is not from Shanghai, and he is not familiar with the alleys in the old city of Shanghai. He lost his way around the corners for 10 to [-] minutes, and only relied on navigation and asking for directions to find him.

Theone's sign was low-key and simple, and the embedded wooden sign was recessed into the wall. He walked past the door and almost missed it.

"Ge Xing, Boss Ge." Jiang Heng couldn't help but shook his head and smiled helplessly: "He is really the top agent of the FBI's Beijing Red Line Branch."

Jiang Heng pushed the "confiscated" whiskey glass in front of Ji Yao, and said, "Don't waste it, I will treat it as yours."

Ji Yao's fingertips landed on the cold glass wall, stained with water stains.

He didn't sit down and didn't drink the glass of wine, but moved the glass to his face.

He condescendingly outlined Jiang Heng's outline with his eyes, and suddenly felt a sense of unreality.

Ji Yao never thought that after breaking up, he and Jiang Heng could still sit together and talk so peacefully.

When they broke up at the beginning, Jiang Heng obviously walked away with a belly full of anger.I heard that he didn't even go back to the rental house afterwards, but gave the landlord an extra cleaning fee when he returned the lease, asking him to help with the things inside.

Except for work materials, he didn't take anything from home.

In the few months after we broke up, Ji Yao would occasionally dream of Jiang Heng.

The atmosphere in the dream is always gloomy, the sky is covered with a layer of gray, there are no people on the empty road, only the never-ending traffic.

He and Jiang Heng always met on the streets of Beijing, and they either looked at each other silently or blamed each other. Every time Ji Yao woke up, his mood was not much better.

Zhou Qingbai fidgeted restlessly behind the bar, his eyes flicked back and forth between Ji Yao and Jiang Heng, complaining in his heart, wondering why the atmosphere is so delicate.

He couldn't help sliding down from the stool, and squatted down cautiously, only showing two eyes to stare at them, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

Fortunately, Jiang Heng and Ji Yao seemed to have forgotten that there was such a big living person beside them, so they didn't notice him.Zhou Qingbai couldn't help but tap on the screen, complaining frantically.

"Why did you get Ji Yao here without telling me?" Zhou Qingbai sent a whole line of exclamation marks on the screen: "What if the two of them tear up as soon as they meet, and the blood splatters three feet?"

"No, everyone is an adult and knows how to write in accordance with the law." Ge Xing replied quickly: "How is the atmosphere?"

"It's okay?" Zhou Qingbai glanced at the two people opposite him from the corner of his eye, and replied: "It's still in a stalemate for the time being, and there is no fight. It seems that the atmosphere is relatively peaceful."

"I'll just say it." Ge Xing said.

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Qingbai wanted to poke a hole in the screen under the table: "If they fight at my place, you will have to pay for the broken wine!"

"No." Ge Xing said: "To be honest, I have already asked the master to calculate their zodiac blood type matching, and the love index is very high. There must be more love and there is still room for entanglement."

Zhou Qingbai: "???"

Has this pimp gone mad, Zhou Qingbai thought.

Zhou Qingbai decided not to be Ge Hongniang's surveillance camera like a fool, he moved down like a submarine, walked to the back kitchen passage on the other side of the bar, and simply slipped away.

Under the cover of the dim light, neither Jiang Heng nor Ji Yao noticed that he had slipped away quietly.

"I'm here for nothing else." Ji Yao lowered his eyes, touched his wine glass lightly: "I just came to thank you for helping me."

"Don't hurt me." Jiang Heng couldn't help laughing: "Don't talk nonsense, I have the rules of a lawyer, so be careful that I won't get a job in the future."

"So you didn't want to help me?" Ji Yao asked.

"Hmm." Jiang Heng took a sip of the wine, was so sweet that it hit his forehead, couldn't help pushing the wine glass away, and joked: "What's the benefit of helping me?"

"My lawyer told me that you helped me by going to court." Ji Yao said, "So you didn't?"

"Of course not." Jiang Heng said: "Ms. Li wants to send all the people who harmed her son to the police. I am helping her."

Ji Yao looked down at him.

His subconscious mind probably listened to another answer, but now that Jiang Heng denied it so flatly, Ji Yao didn't feel disappointed in his heart.

"Oh." Ji Yao nodded indifferently, and said casually, "Then if he didn't perjure himself, your preparations will be in vain."

"There is also the fact of bigamy." Jiang Heng said: "Zhou Fang just beat the child for him three months ago."

"So that's the case." Ji Yao nodded, and suddenly changed the topic: "Then why didn't you do it directly?"

Jiang Heng: "..."

The wine was too sweet, Jiang Heng thought, it must be too sweet, or he worked too much overtime and his brain was rusted.

It was rare for Ji Yao to win him with words, seeing Jiang Heng choking, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Jiang Heng pursed his lips, decided to stop the loss in time, and hurried home to sleep.He simply stood up and drank the remaining half glass of wine in one gulp.

"……I go first."