After sending Qin Qingzhuo home, Jiang Ji returned to Honglu Bar. He opened the door of the bar with some stir-fried food he bought from a street shop in his hand.
Huang Ying came to the store today. She had just dyed her hair a gradient blue and green color. She was leaning against the bar talking to the manager. When she saw Jiang Ji coming over, she raised her arm and waved at him.
Jiang Ji walked towards her and greeted her, "Sister Ying."
"I heard from Xia Qi that you won another game today? Not bad, Jiang Ji. I thought you could only form a makeshift band at best, but I didn't expect you to be so good at selecting people." Huang Ying raised her hand and patted Jiang Ji's arm, "You have good taste, young man."
Jiang Ji smiled lightly, without being modest: "It's OK."
"By the way, all your fans are here to see you," Huang Ying raised her chin and pointed forward, "Look, there are quite a few pretty girls."
Jiang Ji followed her gaze and looked back. Several girls were sitting on the sofa. Some of them waved to him, while others took out their phones to take pictures of him. The glaring flash caught him off guard and he narrowed his eyes.
There was no expression on his face. He turned to Huang Ying and said, "It's okay. I'll go up first, Sister Ying."
"Okay." Huang Ying nodded.
When he reached the corner of the stairs, Jiang Ji looked up and saw that the security door on the second floor was half open. He frowned.
Since the anti-theft door was installed, he had told Jiang Bei more than once that he must lock the door after returning home at night, but Jiang Bei did what he wanted and never took it seriously, leaving the door wide open every night.
There were still two steps to the door when Jiang Ji heard a familiar voice coming from inside the door: "He's not going to school anymore, is he?"
Jiang Ji's right leg paused as it was moving towards the next step. He stopped and listened to the noise coming from the second floor.
Jiang Bei seemed to be eating, and said vaguely: "No."
“He sings here every day?”
"Um."
"How long have you been singing? When did you get here?"
“I can’t remember.”
"Can I go see his room?"
Section 29
Jiang Bei didn't say anything for a long time, and seemed not to intend to answer this question.
"I don't touch his things, I just take a look..."
Jiang Ji stood on the steps and took a deep breath. The joy he had just felt disappeared completely, and the uncontrollable anger spread through his nerve endings again. He clenched his fists, and blue veins bulged on the back of his hands. But after a few seconds, he slowly exhaled and tried his best to calm himself down.
He paused and continued walking up. He pushed open the half-open security door and looked at the man's back: "What are you going to see in my room? Are you curious about how I'm doing?"
He saw the slightly bent back tremble almost imperceptibly.
Then the man turned towards him stiffly, looking at him with a timid look in his eyes: "I'm back..."
Jiang Ji stood at the door, looking at him expressionlessly: "You are so curious. It's really strange that you haven't shown up once in ten years."
"Jiang Ji, I actually went to see you secretly..." the man stammered.
"Really? Are you relieved to see that there are still people helping you pay off your debts?"
The man's face flushed red, and he lowered his head. After a long while, he spoke, avoiding looking at Jiang Ji: "Jiang Ji, I know you hate me in your heart. Can you give me a chance to make it up to you?"