novelsmap Chapter 54 Equipment Room
Chapter 54 Equipment Room
The daylight is late in winter, and the sky is still dark blue around 05:30 in the morning.
Tan Jingyang was woken up by the sound of Cheng Zui closing the door lightly.He opened his eyes slightly and looked at the electric radiator that he bought for two hundred yuan from the second-hand market.The little red light above jumped up and down, as if trying to prove that I was working hard.However, it really doesn't do much.
Today seemed to be a bit colder than yesterday, Tan Le buried half of his face in the quilt in the dim light and slept soundly.Tan Jingyang gently stood up and leaned against the head of the bed, reached out and turned the desk lamp to the darkest.
From last night to just now, he and Cheng Zui didn't say a few words, and he didn't even tell him when he left.
Tan Jingyang knew that Cheng Zui had objections to his actions, but seeing his insistence, he couldn't say anything more.Of course he understood that the other party was thinking for him from his standpoint, but now he only wanted to be arbitrary.
"Bang bang—"
There was a knock on the door outside, Tan Jingyang frowned, wondering if Cheng Zui forgot something and came back to get it.He responded by walking to the door and unlocking it, and was obviously taken aback when he saw the person coming.
"The community brings warmth." Ji Zhun stood at the door holding soy milk and fried dough sticks, with the cold morning air on his body.
He walked sideways from Tan Jingyang into the room, put the breakfast on the table, turned around and gave Tan Jingyang his chin: "Don't be dazed, tell Xiao Le to get up and eat."
The unexpected look in Tan Jingyang's eyes faded, and the corners of her lips could not help but rise slightly.
"So sweet?" He closed the door with his left hand, turned back to the window and opened the curtains.
"Otherwise, what should I do, let you, a disabled person, cook with your feet?" Ji Zhun shrugged, "If you do it, Xiao Le may not be able to eat it."
Tan Jingyang lowered his head and smiled, walked to the edge of Tan Le's small bed and kicked his ass: "Puppy, it's time to eat."
"Well……"
Tan Le responded with difficulty and rubbed his sleepy eyes.After seeing Jizhun sitting at the dining table, he instantly regained his energy.
"Brother Zhun, are you here again?"
Ji Zhun laughed: "What is 'again'?" He hooked his fingers at Tan Le, "Hurry up and wash up, the fried dough sticks are freshly fried and still warm."
"Ok!"
Tan Le quickly got up from the bed, put on her clothes, and ran into the bathroom with her slippers on.
Ji Zhun looked up at Tan Jingyang again: "Why are you still standing there? Go wash up."
Tan Jingyang moved his gaze down to his arm, then slowly retracted it, looked into Ji Zhun's eyes and said, "I'm here, so the service will be in place?"
"Heh." Ji Zhun nodded with a sneer, "Sure, where is your toilet? Master Tan."
The towel that was used to help Tan Jingyang take a bath last night was not wrung out, and it was freezing cold at the moment.Ji Zhun turned on the water heater, washed and wrung out the towel again, and then dabbed randomly on Tan Jingyang's face.
Tan Jingyang let him move rudely, and reached out to reach the toothbrush in the cup at negative double speed without any haste.
"Tsk, here you go!" Ji Zhun snatched it impatiently, quickly squeezed some toothpaste on the toothbrush and punched it in Tan Jingyang's mouth.
"Hiss." Tan Jingyang frowned suddenly.
"I'll go, are you okay?" Ji Zhun visibly panicked, and stretched out his hand to break Tan Jingyang's face.
"Bite your tongue." Tan Jingyang frowned and licked her cheeks, then sighed helplessly and said, "Are you poking a keyhole?"
"Is it okay for me to go through the tunnel?" Jizhun replied habitually, but still leaned forward to check with some guilt, "Open your mouth and let me see."
Tan Jingyang pursed her lips, then opened her mouth obediently.
"Fuck, can you stop curling your tongue?" Ji Zhun pinched Tan Jingyang's chin and asked him to open his mouth further.
Tan Jingyang's eyes could not help but sink, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.
"It doesn't matter if you look at it." Ji Zhun muttered, then seemed to realize something, lowered his face and looked at Tan Jingyang and said, "Don't you play me again?"
Tan Jingyang didn't reply, just stared at Ji Zhun silently with dark eyes.
The atmosphere fell into silence for a while.
Ji Zhun only felt that damn embarrassment came back, and hastily avoiding Tan Jingyang's sight, he stuffed the toothbrush into his left hand, and said: "Brush by yourself."
Then he quickly walked out of the bathroom.
The soy milk was steaming in the bowl, and Tan Le ate the buns until his mouth was full of oil.
Ji Zhun reached out and tore a deep-fried dough stick and handed it to Tan Jingyang, then pushed the soybean milk in front of him.
Tan Le sucked her fingers, chewed the buns and said vaguely: "Brother Zhun, my brother can..."
"No way."
Tan Jingyang interrupted, then tilted his head to Ji Zhun's hand, took a bite of the fritters, and said indifferently: "Brother is like a useless person now, right Xiaole?"
"Brother is not a useless person!" Tan Le retorted loudly, "Brother..."
Tan Jingyang smiled softly: "Brother must recover as soon as possible, and I won't cause trouble for your brother-in-law." After he finished speaking, he added, "Hurry up and eat, you have to go to school later."
"Hurry up and eat too." Jizhun raised his eyes halfway, and peeled off the paper wrapping the fried dough sticks again, "It's too cold outside today, the three of us take a taxi together and deliver Xiaole first."
"Hmm." Tan Jingyang swallowed the fritters and replied in a low voice.
……
After seeing off Tan Le and returning to school, the bell for morning self-study just rang.
Jizhun never paid much attention to the ringtone, but today for Tan Jingyang, he still quickened his pace.
Entering the class, the eyes of the students all looked at Tan Jingyang's bandaged hand in an instant.The previous turmoil in the classroom let almost everyone know to some extent that the pair of former deskmates are now having a conflict.
Those students who saw Ji Zhun fighting with a class of Liu Shuai now looked at Ji Zhun with more or less complicated emotions.Especially Gu Yu and the girls, their dissatisfaction was clearly written on their faces.
"Is the squad leader's hand allowed..."
"I don't usually see it, but it's so ruthless?"
"Oh, don't talk nonsense, maybe he is helping the monitor?"
"Impossible, didn't you see how stiff the two of them were before?"
Ji Zhun didn't bother to explain so much, and returned to his seat with his schoolbag slung across his shoulders indifferently.
The bench beside him moved, and Tan Jingyang sat down beside him.
Ji Zhun was stunned for a moment, looked up at Tan Jingyang and said, "What are you doing? Class is over, bro."
"I told the teacher in charge last night." Tan Jingyang slowly opened the zipper of the schoolbag with his left hand and looked for the textbook. "My hand is injured, which is inconvenient, and I don't want to affect other people's study. Why don't you come back and sit with you, and you will do whatever you want." Make it easier."
"No, it means you were the one who changed seats back then, and now you are the one who needs to change seats." Ji Zhun stretched out his feet and kicked Tan Jingyang's stool, "Why do you have the final say on everything?"
"It was then, and now is now." Tan Jingyang stopped his hands, looked at Jizhun's eyes with a dark light, and said in a low voice, "Besides, I didn't know that you also... right. "
"Yes to your uncle."
Tan Jingyang smiled lightly: "I'll leave the class notes to you, at the same table."
……
When the bell rang for the big class break, General Ji threw his pen on the desk, his half-closed eyes filled with fatigue and sleepiness.
"Your handwriting is really ugly." Tan Jingyang glanced at the black dots on the notebook, and said warmly.
"Satisfaction is a matter of course." Jizhun closed his eyes and rubbed his brows, and said weakly, "I swear I have never listened so seriously in my life as I did in those two lectures just now."
"It should have been like this a long time ago." Tan Jingyang smiled, "Maybe after this experience, you can improve your college entrance examination score by more than 50 points."
"Oh, thank you." Ji Zhun lazily opened his eyes, got up and planned to walk out of the classroom.
"Why go?"
"Work on the roof."
Tan Jingyang nodded and stood up: "Let's go together."
Ji Zhun paused slightly, and sighed lightly.
"I never thought you were so clingy before."
"The surveillance on the rooftop has been repaired." Tan Jingyang walked up to Ji Zhun and said in a low voice, "I'll take you to another place."
Ji Zhun had never discovered before that there was such a place in No. [-] Middle School.
It was an abandoned sports equipment room, hidden at the corner of the stairs at the end of the top floor of the teaching building.
Tan Jingyang: "The key is in my trouser pocket."
Ji Zhun raised his eyebrows, reached into Tan Jingyang's pants and took out a key.
The lock "clicked" opened, and the two walked into the equipment room.Tan Jingyang kicked the door behind him, and Jizhun inserted the bolt smoothly.
This equipment room still maintains the same appearance as when the school was founded, with layers of outdated green paint on the yellowed white walls.Two rows of iron cabinets have been covered with a thick layer of dust.
Outside the wooden edged window is a pot of spider plants that have withered for an unknown period of time. Looking out from the glass with a small hole, you can overlook the whole of the No. [-] Middle School.
Tan Jingyang bent down and took out an eight-treasure porridge tube from the crack of the cabinet, and there were a lot of cigarette butts in it.
Ji Zhun raised his eyebrows: "You made this all?"
"There are." Tan Jingyang struggled with his left hand to unscrew half a bottle of mineral water that had been left for an unknown period of time. "There are also some left by people from previous classes, and some from the janitor who was in charge of the equipment before."
"Tsk, the monitor is the monitor. No one would come to this place at ordinary times." Ji Zhun took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and handed his chin to Tan Jingyang, "Where did you get the key?"
"It was left by the old school worker." Tan Jingyang poured mineral water into the eight-treasure porridge container, and said lightly, "He was my neighbor next door to my former home. Later, he got cancer and resigned from the school."
"Oh." Ji Zhun nodded, lit a cigarette in his hand and smoked carelessly.
"When did you start smoking?" Tan Jingyang asked.
"First year of high school." Jizhun flicked the soot into the eight-treasure porridge tube, "Leader of Land Rover, we pretended to be aggressive together, but they gave up even after choking a few times, and I learned it."
Ji Zhun was amused, turned his head to look at Tan Jingyang in the gleam of light that came into the room through the window, and asked, "What about you?"
Tan Jingyang quietly watched Ji Zhun under the sun, and after a moment of silence, said lightly:
"The day my parents left."
The hand that Ji Zhun put the cigarette into his mouth stopped suddenly, and the light in his eyes couldn't help but flicker.
"Ah, oh..." He lowered his eyes and licked his dry lips, and forcibly pulled the corner of his mouth:
"I'm sorry, Brother Yang."
"Jizhun." Tan Jingyang called softly, then said after a pause, "It's been a while since you called me Brother Shengyang properly."
Ji Zhun curled his fingers holding the cigarette slightly, and stood by the window rubbing the body of the cigarette up and down.
The floating dust in the sunlight was jumping up and down, and in the old and dilapidated equipment room, there was a damp woody smell mixed with the smell of tobacco.
Tan Jingyang watched Ji Zhun's small movements intently, until the cigarette had gone halfway by itself, the dark light in his eyes gradually softened:
"I smoked there for a long time, why don't you give me a sip too?"
Before Jizhun could recover from his self-awareness, he walked up to the other person in a few steps, turned his head and took a puff from Jizhun's hand holding the cigarette.
"Why did you whip me again?" Ji Zhun frowned, his tone that was supposed to be harsh changed a few times, but when he said it, he became weak, without any aggressiveness at all.
"Too lazy to take it." Tan Jingyang slowly exhaled smoke, "Are you eating candy again?"
He pursed his lower lip: "It tastes like lemon and sea salt."
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感谢在2021-10-1220:56:34~2021-10-1322:26:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Ahuang;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!