After Tan Jingyang left, Jizhun asked Heizi about the game hall again, and knowing that he had indeed reached a consensus with Lu Xiulin, he couldn't help feeling happy for them. After all, this should be what Su Hao wants to see the most.
The weather is fine today, and the sun is shining warmly on my body, making me sleepy. After Heizi and Chu Shulan left, Jizhun pulled up the quilt again and planned to go back to sleep.
Just as he closed his eyes, the phone by the bed vibrated. Ji Zhun stretched out his hand to reach out, and his intuition should be the news from Tan Jingyang.
as expected.
[Tan Jingyang: What are you doing? 】
Ji Zhun hooked the corner of his lower lip.
[Jizhun: I'm going to catch up on some sleep, why are you still absent from class, monitor? 】
[Tan Jingyang: ... What do you think? 】
[Ji Zhun: Tsk, tell the teacher. 】
There was a pause for a while, and the message came again.
[Tan Jingyang: I shouldn't have misunderstood, right? 】
Ji Zhun raised his eyebrows and played dumb.
【? 】
[Tan Jingyang: Can you let me confirm again? 】
[Tan Jingyang: What did you call me today? Type me. 】
Ji Zhun licked his tiger teeth, only to feel that the words Tan Jingyang typed on the screen seemed to be automatically transformed into his low voice, which clung to his ears.
He curled his fingertips and then directly clicked on [Press to Talk].
Looking at the voice from Jizhun on the phone, Tan Jingyang's heart was in a mess for a moment. I just felt a thin layer of sweat in the palm of the hand holding the mobile phone under the table, and I was really reluctant to convert it into text immediately.
In this way, when get out of class was over, he quickly got up and left the classroom, walked to a quiet corner, took a deep breath, and put the receiver by his ear.
...
...
[Jizhun: When you are a squad leader, you need to have the squad leader's son. Study hard! 】
...
...
Tan Jingyang's breath caught in his throat, and he cursed in a low voice, but Jizhun laughed angrily.
【Tan Jingyang: Smile.jpg】
【Jizhun: smile.jpg】
[Tan Jingyang: Can I smoke you? 】
Another voice message came over there, and Tan Jingyang clicked on it without thinking.
"You can't bear to let go..." The other party paused, "Boyfriend."
"..."
A dead boy.
Tan Jingyang raised her lips, stood leaning against the wall and closed her eyes.
He suddenly felt that everything in front of him was a little unreal, and he had thought countless times under what circumstances and on what occasions Ji Zhun would give him this answer. Whether it is tangled, tentative, decisive, or helpless... In short, imagining unsatisfactory scenes is always more likely than satisfactory. After all, he has to inoculate himself several times.
But I occasionally thought about it, and Ji Zhun agreed. It's just that those pictures are always blurry, not as clear as the blue sky and white clouds now. The other party had a triumphant smile and called himself...boyfriend in a bad way.
A title and an identity are worth all the explanations and thousands of words.
[Jizhun:? ? ? What about people? 】
Tan Jingyang pressed the voice and said in a low voice: "I miss you."
Ji Zhun, who was on the other side of the phone, turned red. If you fail to tease, you will be teased, and the effect is outstanding.
As soon as Sister Jiao, who was going to get the medicine, came back, she saw her silly son staring straight at the ceiling, and quickly reached out to touch his forehead, muttering, "Don't tell me the wound is infected and has a fever? Let mom touch it!... Hey, you don't have a fever? Why is your face so red?"
"Cough, it's probably hot." Ji Zhun came back to his senses, cleared his throat and said, "Please Lafayette, please open the window."
"You can only open it a little bit." Sister Jiao opened the window a little while saying, "It's troublesome if you catch a cold again."
"Yeah." Ji Zhun adjusted his posture evenly and said to Sister Jiao, "I'll take a nap for a while, and you can do your work when you should. I'm not paralyzed and paralyzed in bed."
"As you are now, it's almost like being paralyzed in bed." Sister Jiao brushed Ji Zhun's hair casually, "But I really have a social event in the evening, and I will call Heizi later. Ask him to come over and accompany you after seeing off Shulan."
"Farewell, the young couple just reconciled, let them stay at home and don't make trouble." Jizhun pursed his lips, "Then what, I just ask Tan Jingyang to come over."
"Do you think everyone else is as idle as you?"
"Didn't I just ask him to come over at night? Besides, we also made an appointment for him to come over and help me review."
"I'm telling you, don't bully others all the time! They are good kids."
"..." Ha, good boy? You are naive.
Sister Jiao transferred 1,000 yuan to Ji Zhun and said to him, "Remember to treat him to some good food! Don't tell me, Xiao Tan is very kind to you. You must cherish this kind of friend. Did you know?"
"I know." Jizhun yawned and said lazily, "I'm asleep."
He covered himself with a quilt and sent a message to Tan Jingyang from under the quilt asking him to come over after school in the evening.
After that, he stuffed the phone under the pillow and fell asleep in a daze.
This sleep, I didn't wake up until the sun went down, looking at the last embers in the room, I felt like a world away for a while.
The Brigadier General took out his mobile phone from under his pillow, and found that there were several new messages on it.
One is that Sister Jiao said that she was afraid of disturbing her to sleep, so she didn't call him before she left. There are meals delivered by Aunt Zhang in the lunch box. If you want to eat anything else, you can order takeaway.
One was that Lu Rover was absent from class and asked him about his plans for the winter vacation.
The remaining ones were all written by Tan Jingyang.
[Tan Jingyang: Okay, I'll take leave from studying late at night. It happened that Xiao Le was going to take a painting class, and Aunt Hui went to pick him up. 】
[Tan Jingyang: What do you want to eat? 】
[Tan Jingyang: Asleep? 】
[Tan Jingyang: Success? 】
[Tan Jingyang: Okay, you go to bed first. 】
[Tan Jingyang: get out of class is over, I'll come over now. 】
...
Looking through the messages sent by the other party, Ji Zhun felt his heart warm. He glanced at the time and estimated that Tan Jingyang would be arriving at the hospital soon. So he stood up cautiously, turned on the light, and wanted to go to the bathroom before Tan Jingyang came, wash his face and brush his teeth, so as not to make himself look too embarrassed.
The toilet in the ward is independent, and the distance from the bed to the toilet is not far. Ji Zhun kicked and dragged his slippers to the floor, at first he thought it was okay, so he leaned on the wall and moved to the toilet little by little.
As a result, the problem arises. It seems that there are only a few steps to walk, but when I actually walk, it becomes endless.
The urge to urinate became more and more urgent, and a layer of sweat broke out on Ji Zhun's back. It was absolutely impossible for him to turn back to use the bedpan, so he could only grit his teeth and continue to rub against the toilet, and his legs began to weaken.
A question suddenly popped up in my mind, Xiao Zhun was in a hurry to urinate, and walked towards the toilet at a slow speed of x meters per minute, and found that he couldn't hold back halfway, and asked Xiao Zhun how many meters per minute he needed to move at a practical speed so that he would not be in the toilet. Wet your pants halfway?
The door to the ward was pushed open. When Ji Zhun turned around and saw Tan Jingyang, he almost shed tears.
Tan Jingyang was also taken aback, and hurried forward to support Ji Zhun, and asked, "What are you doing!"
"Pee... pee!" Ji Zhun frowned and said urgently to Tan Jingyang, "Take me to the toilet quickly."
"Wait while I get you the potty."
"Don't!" Ji Zhun hurriedly stopped, "It's too embarrassing!"
Tan Jingyang sighed, but still helped Jizhun to the bathroom. He helped him lift the toilet lid, and started to untie Ji Zhun's pants.
"Turn your face away."
"Why?" Tan Jingyang laughed, "It's not the first time we've met."
Jizhun was so suffocated that he trembled, and said angrily, "You've been staring at Lao Tzu's bird all the time, and you can't pee!"
Tan Jingyang turned his back helplessly.
Hearing the sound of water coming from behind him, he felt that Jizhun's flustered appearance was very much like a cat that had been provoked, making people want to tease him even more.
"What's so embarrassing? Didn't you help me when I was hurt?"
"Heh." Ji Zhun sneered when he heard the words, "I'm not you, pretending to be disabled to serve you."
"Then let me take care of you and come back to the head office." Tan Jingyang turned around with a smile, and Chong Jizhun stretched out both hands to make a move, "Come and make trouble, brother Yang will take you back to bed."
"Fuck, get out!" Jizhun was about to be blown up by this hypocrite who was taking advantage of others, he pressed the flush button hard, moved to the sink and washed his hands, and said, "I'm hungry."
"What do you want to eat?" Tan Jingyang asked Ji Zhun as he straightened his clothes and pants.
"Hot pot." Jizhun paused, "The kind you eat in a store."
Tan Jingyang frowned when he heard this: "It's better to save it. You'd better not eat spicy food now."
"Mushroom soup or tomato is also fine. I mainly want to go downstairs for a walk. I've been bored all day." After wiping his hands, Ji Zhun looked back at Tan Jingyang and said, "There is a hot pot restaurant opposite the hospital. I'm going to sleep in the afternoon. It smells like that."
"No." Tan Jingyang refused directly. Seeing Ji Zhun still staring at him without blinking, he couldn't help but soften his tone and said, "Let's go in two days. It's not convenient for you to move now. Besides, there are so many nurses guarding you outside, so you can't get out." ."
Jizhun narrowed his eyes, a sly look flashed in his eyes, and he raised the corner of his lips and said, "Isn't there a resourceful squad leader, you? Come on, think of a way, and take me out for a breath of fresh air."
"..."
Seeing that Tan Jingyang was still unmoved, Jizhun stretched out his hand and pulled his collar, leaned into Tan Jingyang's ear and whispered: "Brother Yang?...cough, boyfriend?"
Half an hour later.
Ji Zhun sat in front of the mandarin duck pot in the hot pot restaurant, took a large piece of beef from the tomato pot and stuffed it into his mouth. There was a wheelchair next to the table.
"This title is so easy to use, it's like magic." Ji Zhun sighed as he ate with a successful look on his face.
"Let's hurry up. We have to change your clothes when we go back later. The smell is too strong here." Tan Jingyang scooped up some vegetables for Ji Zhun and put them in his bowl. After a little silence, he asked, "So, How did you figure it out?"
"Want to know?" Ji Zhun winked at Tan Jingyang.
Tan Jingyang smiled to himself: "Actually, it doesn't matter. What's important to me is the result. The result is perfect, and it depends on you whether you want to tell me the reason."
"Actually, it just happened in such an instant." Ji Zhun swallowed what was in his mouth, unscrewed the cap of the Coke bottle and took a sip, "After realizing that I was stabbed, I instinctively came up with an idea." He looked up at Tan Jingyang , "I'm afraid I'll die before I can be with you."
Tan Jingyang moved his index finger and looked at Jizhun.
Ji Zhun twitched the corners of his lips: "Thinking about it this way, all those previous concerns become meaningless."
Having said that, he took a deep breath and put down his chopsticks, his eyes restrained his previous smile, and he said seriously: "Brother Yang, I won't run away this time... Whatever happens in the future, let's bear it together."
"..."
Tan Jingyang didn't speak for a long time, only felt an emotion welling up from his chest, passing through his throat, nasal cavity, and then to his eyes, and then he couldn't control himself and wanted to grab his eye sockets.
He pursed his lips and smiled again, then raised his head and swallowed a whole glass of scalding water, his Adam's apple rolling twice.
When he spoke again, his voice could not stop being hoarse.
"Do you mean what you say?" he asked.
"The truth is."
Looking at Tan Jingyang's appearance, Ji Zhun knew that he had really been wronged along the way. My heart couldn't help throbbing, and I blurted out: "I'm sorry...I'm not brave enough."
He swallowed, and finally looked deeply at Tan Jingyang again as if he had completely made up his mind, and said word by word:
"Tan Jingyang, I like you. Can I be your boyfriend?"
The noisy and chaotic environment of the hot pot restaurant was automatically silenced at this moment. The tone of Ji Zhun's words was neither urgent nor slow, neither light nor heavy, but every word was firmly burned in the tip of Tan Jingyang's heart, flowing accurately The bud that grew first spurred it to bloom into gorgeous flowers in an instant.
"Brother Yang?"
Seeing that Tan Jingyang should not respond, Jizhun called again in a low voice, for fear that he hadn't made it clear and planned to add a few more words, but was interrupted by the other party's voice.
"Don't make me cry." Tan Jingyang raised her eyes and smiled, blushing, "Promise me, no matter what happens to you in the future, don't leave my side because you think you are good to me."
"Brother Yang."
"Ji Zhun, I really can't stand that."
Ji Zhun lowered his eyes, and nodded his head after a moment:
"Well, I did what I said."
...
The atmosphere of the New Year is getting stronger day by day. After Tan Jingyang pushed Ji Zhun out of the hot pot restaurant, several nearby stores had already put out New Year goods and were playing the regular New Year songs on a loop.
"The god of wealth came to knock on my door, and the doll came to light the lamp
Red envelopes and firecrackers on New Year's Eve bring wealth and blessings..."
"Is it snowing again?"
Ji Zhun looked up at the sky, only to see snowflakes the size of salt grains falling down rustlingly.
Tan Jingyang stopped, took off his coat and put it on Ji Zhun. Ji Zhun couldn't help being happy, raised his face and smiled at Tan Jingyang: "It's not that bad, it's just a back injury, don't make me look like a weak little cabbage."
"It was also snowing that day." Tan Jingyang said warmly.
"Um?"
"The day I told you 'I love you'."
Ji Zhun was stunned for a moment, then raised the corners of his lips and nodded, "Isn't that right, I still have all the materials."
"Listen to it often?"
"No, it's so annoying."
"Don't you like my voice?"
"Fuck, who said that?"
Tan Jingyang's gaze sank, and he bent over to Jizhun's ear and whispered: "Come on..."
Ji Zhun's spine instantly trembled.
Tan Jingyang raised the corners of her lips, patted Ji Zhun on the shoulder and straightened up, with a triumphant smile in her eyes.
Ji Zhun closed his eyes and sighed:
"Tan Jingyang, your face fell to the ground."
"It's okay, no more."
"grandson."
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