Disciplinary Guidelines

If Ji Yao had known in advance that Zhou Qingbai would buy wine from Russia, he would rather be like Jiang Heng and just order a glass of mint water at the beginning.

His estimation of himself was obviously not as accurate as what Jiang Heng said - for example, Dr. Ji had a little memory confusion in his schedule.

At 08:30 in the morning, Dr. Ji, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly turned over, and then he remembered something. His body woke up before his soul. He sat up straight from the bed, closed his eyes and took out his mobile phone from under the pillow.

Ji Yao was so drunk the first night that he even forgot to draw the curtains. Now it was bright outside, and seeing that it was already past working hours, he frightened and turned on his phone, trying to find out why his alarm clock didn't go off, but saw the date I just remembered that today is Saturday off, and he doesn't have to be on duty.

So his tense spirit instantly relaxed, his whole body relaxed again, and he fell back on the bed.

His soul slowly woke up from deep sleep. At the same time, the physiological reaction of hangover swept up slowly. Ji Yao raised his forearm to block his eyes, and belatedly remembered yesterday when he "borrowed wine to dress Crazy" live scene.

Thanks to his drinking capacity, Ji Yao never had the habit of cutting out clips. With his eyes closed now, everything from last night flooded into his mind like a flood, as if he was playing a movie, with each frame clearer than each other.

Ji Yao: "..."

That's enough, Ji Yao thought, we can pack up and leave the city.

For a moment, Ji Yao even had some kind of suspicion in his heart—could it be that Ge Xing had pulled the red line by all means, so he and Zhou Qingbai drugged him.

But soon he dismissed this idea by himself, because with Ge Xing's "Duan Shui Master" style of handling things, he would definitely not just drug himself if he wanted to do it, but he would also have to bring Jiang Heng along.

Thinking of Jiang Heng, Ji Yao's thoughts froze for a moment, he was silent for two seconds, subconsciously turned over, raised the quilt, wishing he could bury himself in the bed.

Obviously when he was sober, he still had the energy to think about whether he and Jiang Heng were ready, but when the air conditioner blew, he rushed forward in a feverish manner, and said the cruel words of "chasing people" without shame, as if he was putting "scruples" on him. ", "cautious" and so on, let's eat together.

——Alcohol is really harmful, Ji Yao thought.

The sense of burnout from waking up from deep sleep still lingers, Ji Yao sighed long, half-closed his eyes to unlock the screen, hesitated for two seconds, and still called Jiang Heng.

Whether it was a working day or a rest, Jiang Heng never had the habit of staying in bed, and the call was connected quickly. Jiang Heng's smiling voice came from the receiver, as if he was not surprised that he would make this call.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Heng asked.

Ji Yao was still sleepy, he half closed his eyes, covered half of his face with the quilt, and said sullenly: "Please make a price, how much can I redeem the recording."

Jiang Heng forced himself to hold back a smile and coughed twice.

"Let me drive casually?" Jiang Heng said solemnly: "Then you may not be able to afford it."

"You tell me the number first, and then I'll bargain with you." Ji Yao still had a hangover nasal voice, and the ending sounded sticky: "If it really doesn't work, I'll go bankrupt and sell the iron to redeem it. This is the head office."

"That can't be done, isn't that considered extortion?" Jiang Heng relaxed his body, leaned back in the large armchair, and couldn't help turning the signature pen in his hand twice: "If you hang up the phone, I will give you the money." If I transfer money, it may be more than three years."

Ji Yao gritted his teeth, and simply covered himself with a quilt, and said vaguely: "Then it's not enough to give money, but it's okay to sell yourself."

Jiang Heng pretended he didn't hear it, and repeated the question knowingly: "What? Didn't hear clearly."

"Can you sell yourself!" Ji Yao said angrily.

Jiang Heng finally couldn't help but burst out laughing, he couldn't stop laughing.

"That can't be done." Jiang Heng said: "This is an important certificate in my hand. It was redeemed by someone for no reason. What will I use to prove the incident in the future?"

"They're all grown-ups, who would play tricks." Ji Yao was so stuffy in the quilt that he pulled the quilt down, and used his forearm to block his eyes and the light coming in from the outside.

He licked his lips, his tone was a little more serious than before, and he was no longer joking.

"I remember what I said." Ji Yao said softly, "I don't want to go back on my word."

It's interesting to say that Ji Yao's logic in dealing with things in his life is very simple - hide if you can, and forget it if you can't.

Just like bungee jumping, if Ji Yao is allowed to stand on a high platform, he will never have the courage to jump down by himself.But if someone pushed him from behind at this moment and forced him to fall, then Ji Yao felt nothing to be afraid of.

Although Ji Yao himself didn't want to admit it, he had to say that the high-pressure and controlled family life did have an indelible impact on his character.In many cases, Ji Yao needs this compulsive "push", so that he can take a step forward according to his heart.

Just like now, since his heart had already made a decision for him when he had no power to resist, Ji Yao didn't intend to swallow the words back.

"Ji Yao." Jiang Heng said with a light smile, "You are much more courageous than you were three years ago."

Jiang Heng paused as he spoke, and added: "I almost don't recognize you anymore."

"After all, it's been several years, people can't just grow old and not grow brains." Ji Yao put down his forearm, squinted his eyes and stared at the sun outside: "Besides, you don't have any credibility for saying such a thing. "

No matter how slow Ji Yao was, he has come to his senses now.

Perhaps compared to himself, Jiang Heng is the person who understands him best in this world.

He Xiangyin is right, "pretending to be a boyfriend" is a trap, but it is not used to capture him, but to induce him to move forward.

But Ji Yao was not annoyed at all by the calculation, he was even a little thankful that Jiang Heng was willing to be the one who pushed him.

Just like now, after a lot of talking, there is no need to worry about the future. Ji Yao's whole heart relaxes, and finally he doesn't have to pull back and forth between instinct and emotion.

"Then I'll start chasing you now." Ji Yao licked his lips, and whispered bewitchingly, "Do you want to come out for dinner?"

"That won't work." Jiang Heng thought for a while, deliberately elongated his voice, and said with a smile: "There are many people chasing me, and I can't make an appointment."

"Can't you join the team for your ex-boyfriend?" Ji Yao followed him and said, "At least I know a little bit, isn't it better than those people outside?"

"What ex-boyfriend?" Jiang Heng smiled and said, "Is it a 'stained ex-boyfriend'? Someone caught me talking about it for a long time last night, sometimes saying that he didn't hold on to it, and sometimes worrying that I was too easy to deceive, saying that he was soft-hearted I was soft-hearted. I said a lot of nonsense, and every sentence was from the bottom of my heart. After I went home and thought about it, I felt that what he said made sense, so—”

Ji Yao: "..."

"Jiang Heng." Ji Yao finally realized that ten of them were not Jiang Heng's opponents in terms of verbal sparring. He interrupted him calmly and said earnestly, "I have decided to quit drinking."

Jiang Heng finally couldn't help laughing.

Ji Yao turned over again, the slightly hot phone screen was pressed against his face, and Jiang Heng's laughter was transmitted through the microphone, as if he was close at hand.

Ji Yao took a deep breath and suddenly felt that fate is like this sometimes. He used to think that he could get out and continue to move forward like all adults with regrets, but as soon as the right person appeared, he would Totally powerless to resist.

After laughing, Jiang Heng calmed down again. He paused briefly for two seconds, and when he spoke again, his tone was a little careless: "But you really think about it?"

"What I said last night was not to lie to you." Jiang Heng said, "I do still like you, but there are concerns in liking you."

Jiang Heng's tone was unhurried, similar to when he went to court to file a lawsuit. It sounded calm and gentle, but it made people dare not interrupt him.

"You and I are not young anymore." Jiang Heng said: "Do it again, you have to think about it."

Ji Yao lifted the quilt and sat up on the bed, bent one knee and supported his elbow.

"I know what you're worried about." The next words made Ji Yao a little nervous, he pursed his lips, felt the sudden rapid heartbeat, and then continued: "Actually, I came out to my parents."

Jiang Heng on the other side of the phone froze for a moment, but suddenly said nothing.

"I didn't simply run away from home to resist tyranny." Ji Yao said, "I told them that I like men."

After Ji Yao finished speaking, there was a long silence inside and outside the phone at the same time. In the quiet receiver, there was only a barely audible sound of electric current, which proved that the call was smooth.

After a while, Jiang Heng asked lightly: "When did you say that?"

"After you left that day." Ji Yao lowered his eyes, looked at his hand, then squeezed his fingertips, and saw a white border appearing on it: "I told them that I am actually gay, I am not Instead of living with classmates, I’m living with my boyfriend.”

"So I can't get married anymore." Ji Yao said, "Because I do have a boyfriend—"

"Ji Yao." Jiang Heng interrupted him softly.

Ji Yao received his meaning, so he pursed his lips tightly and didn't say any more.

"Why bother." Jiang Heng sighed lightly: "At that time, we broke up anyway."

In fact, Ji Yao knew that this was meaningless, and it might still be an excuse after he finished speaking—after all, judging from the situation at that time, there was a high probability that the two of them would not get back together again, and he used Jiang Heng's name to come out. Bringing a new boyfriend home, and being scolded by parents confidently, "Homosexuality doesn't last long".

But at that time, he didn't seem to think so much.

"I don't know either." Ji Yao said: "But I said that at the time, maybe because I was young and a bit reckless, and I felt a loss if I didn't say it."

"...Really." Jiang Heng said.

The sound of breathing on the other side of the earpiece became a little heavier than before, and Ji Yao heard the rubbing sound of clothing materials and the slight sound of rolling wheels.

He guessed that Jiang Heng should have stood up from the chair, and according to his habits, he might even light a cigarette now.

Sure enough, just ten seconds later, Ji Yao heard a very soft sound of a lighter.

"I won't get married anymore." Ji Yao said, "I won't ever again—because my parents already know that their son is gay."

"I'm not going out today, I have a job." Perhaps he didn't expect Ji Yao to give him such an answer suddenly, so Jiang Heng didn't answer this sentence, but said: "I'm at home, you can come if you want."