He obviously never called him "Mr. Zhong" before, why did he have to choose this time...
"Is it because you haven't sobered up yet, so you are extra courageous?" Zhang Xingzhi heard Zhong Yiru say to him, "Or is it that our teacher Zhang is actually very courageous, but everyone knows too little about you... Like this?"
As he said that, Zhong Yi took out Zhang Xingzhi's long-kept ring from Zhang Xingzhi's jeans pocket with his backhand, and said, "So when I asked me whether it was important or not, was he considering whether to keep it by himself? Teacher Zhang is really good at unexpected."
If Zhong Yi hadn't seen his ring falling out of the man's trouser pocket when he was helping him undress, he might have thought that the ring that had been left in the room and hadn't been found had suddenly been found again, and he would never have thought of it. It was deliberately taken away.
"It is said that the most deceitful person is always an 'honest man', this sentence is absolutely true." Zhong Yi said as he looked at the ring in his hand.
But Zhang Xingzhi, who was caught, was neither embarrassed nor justified, but answered him with another question in a low voice: "Does Teacher Zhong still want to go to my house now?"
Zhong Yi raised his eyebrows: "Can you see the living room that goes back and forth every twenty minutes?"
"able."
It took only 20 minutes to take a taxi from the club to Zhang Xingzhi's house, and Zhong Yi was not even given a chance to repent.
Zhang Xingzhi approached Zhong Yi several times to ask for the ring to no avail, he simply held his hand all the way, with little strength, but it was not to be questioned.
Zhong Yixin was amused, and felt that the two of them were holding hands like a kid going out for a spring outing in kindergarten. He asked him why he was holding him like this, for fear that he would jump out of the car halfway and run away, who would have thought that Zhang Xingzhi would be caught off guard and throw him a love letter.
"If you can't get the ring, you can get the hand that wears the ring."
Shocking Zhong Yi: "...I am sure now that you are really drunk."
Later, the two chatted a lot along the way, and Zhang Xingzhi asked him if it was because he occupied his bed that he didn't go in to sleep.
"It's just that my sleep quality is poor." Zhong Yi shook his head, "I didn't see my dark circles being so heavy every day."
Zhang Xingzhi: "Too busy?"
Zhong Yi smiled: "Isn't it because I'm not busy enough? Elementary school students know that they can't sleep because they don't have enough homework."
Zhang Xingzhi remained silent for a moment, then said, "Sleep at my place tonight."
"Um?"
"The last time I was in my car, it didn't mean that I would sleep with me next time, maybe it would be better."
Zhong Yi looked out the window and smiled: "Okay, if you are really so smart, you can have fun secretly by yourself in the future."
Zhang Xingzhi paused: "Won't Liang Sili ask if you don't go back?"
Zhong Yi: "?"
Zhong Yi: "Whether I go back or not has anything to do with him?"
"Don't you live together?"
"It's living in one... Pfft, you don't think it's living in one room, you just go upstairs and downstairs, Mr. Zhang, what are you thinking about in your little brain."
"...Is that so?"
"Of course, don't be so cute, Mr. Zhang. How can you conceive horror novels all day long? Nothing as scary as you imagined will happen."
Although he had already been mentally prepared, Zhong Yi was slightly shocked when he actually saw Zhang Xingzhi's house. The degree of splendor was indeed a bit exaggerated.
"I usually just live in a high-end apartment and I'm done. You are much richer than me, Boss Zhang." Zhong Yilian compared the real estate in front of him with this person's plain clothes several times, and sighed, "It's hidden too deep."
"You don't have a settled city just because of your work, and the housing prices in Quanshi are not expensive." Zhang Xingzhi pointed out the key point in one sentence.
That's right, Zhong Yi's residence is basically arranged by Liang Sili according to his itinerary. He will live in Quanshi recently.
"No matter how cheap it is, I haven't seen any other teachers in your school buy a thousand-square-meter villa with a private garden to live alone. You are much richer than me when I was 28 years old. Are you a rich second generation? Is it?" Zhong Yi looked at the genuine mansion in front of him, it was unbelievable, and wondered if the gold content of this person's understatement "near the school" was too much.
In the end, Zhang Xingzhi, who led him straight upstairs to the bedroom, only said, "I'm not a rich second generation, but I just want to live closer to the school, which is more convenient."
The reason is simple and rude, which makes people very angry.
Zhong Yi looked down the road, and there was an entrance elevator, a study room, a gym, and a screening room, and finally even the small balcony of the hot spring came out. There were expensive marbles everywhere. Looking at the uniform decoration style of the whole house, this People should have a simple plan and buy a hardcover suite directly.
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"No wonder it took so long to get a charger in the living room." Zhong Yi now fully understands Zhang Xingzhi.
As far as the size of this mansion is concerned, in his case, he felt that he would have to spend at least half an hour. To say that this man's house is resplendent would be too mean.
At this point, Zhong Yi's curiosity was completely aroused, and it was the first time he called out Zhang Xingzhi's name so directly: "What the hell are you doing, Zhang Xingzhi?"
Not to mention the small difference, the property management fee for one year is enough to go to the ordinary residential area next door to pay a down payment.
Zhang Xingzhi raised his hand and pushed open the door of his room, and replied truthfully, "A photographer, a photographer who teaches at a university."
Zhong Yizheng wanted to say that he seemed to remember that this person said that he also had a photography studio, so he was attracted by Zhang Xingzhi's bedroom TV wall that was as big as the living room of his apartment. Is that... a topographical realistic map of the entire wall
Zhong Yi can recognize that this is a cut-away world map even without glasses. The uneven terrain on it can be seen clearly from a long distance, and the corresponding low-saturation colors are filled in according to each place. The workmanship is meticulous and exquisite. , there is a sense of déjà vu where the whole world is in front of your eyes, which is quite spectacular.
It was only when Zhong Yi got closer that he discovered that some places on the map were marked with small red flags here and there, such as a certain rainforest near the equator, a certain mountain range in Europe, and the most protruding part... Everest peak
"Is this Mount Everest?" Zhong Yixu pointed to the little red flag at the foot of the mountain and asked, "Can I touch it?"
Zhang Xingzhi nodded: "Yes, it's Mount Everest."
Zhong Yi hesitated: "So the red flag...does it mean that you have already been there?"
"En." When talking, Zhang Xingzhi also stood behind him and looked at the wall together, and said slowly, "Actually, I bought this house because of this wall, and I thought it was great."
"Do you like traveling?" Zhong Yi stared at the vivid topographical map in front of him without blinking, as if opening the door to a new world.
Zhang Xingzhi paused: "It is, but it was in the past."
Zhong Yixiao: "Now I'm retiring to live in the mountains and concentrate on teaching and educating people."
Zhang Xingzhi also laughed, did not deny his words, and accompanied Zhong Yi to carefully look at the map that he had long been familiar with.
Over the years, Zhong has met many people back and forth, but this is really the first time he has seen Zhang Xingzhi.
There is obviously a seemingly related photography link between them, but the overall temperament always makes people feel that the scope of activities of the two has no intersection at all.
Except for asking about Mount Everest at the beginning, Zhong Yi didn’t ask any questions later even if he didn’t know where the red flags were, because there are at least ten or twenty red flags scattered all over the world in this picture. not come.
Although he had returned all his geography to his teacher and could not name the exact names of these places, he had an intuition that these were not popular tourist destinations in the usual sense, until he saw a small black flag outlined with a dotted line in Northwest Africa.
"What does this mean?" Zhong Yi said, feeling the complex and unusual terrain around him thoughtfully, especially the steep mountains in the middle.
Zhang Xingzhi: "I was planning to go, but I didn't go, and I never had the chance to go to the place."
Zhong also understood: "Then do you still want to go?"
Zhang Xingzhi subconsciously turned his gaze to Zhong Yi's side face, and realized that he was just asking casually.
So he was silent for a while, relying on the fact that no one who could understand was present, he chose to tell the truth: "I want to go."
Zhong Yi nodded: "I want to go too."
Zhang Xingzhi was stunned, and was about to ask him if he knew where this place was, when Zhong Yi added: "Of course, what I said was a few years ago, but now it's not the case. Now it's rare that I just want to stay at home when I don't have time to play. Moved."
"Home is fine, and I just want to stay at home now." Zhang Xingzhi grinned silently in his heart for his oversensitive nerves, and asked, "Are you sleepy?"
Zhong Yi blinked, raised his lips and said, "I don't think so, but you seem to be really sleepy when you ask."
"But I don't want to tidy up your guest room."
"Although I am a scumbag, I have come back with you. I still have this awareness."
"Go to bed first, I'll take a shower."
When Zhang Xingzhi came out of the bathroom, he thought that Zhong Yi was asleep, but as soon as he lifted the quilt lightly, Zhong Yi, who had put on his pajamas, leaned over with his eyes closed, his long slightly curly hair spread behind his head, She hooked her lips and asked him, "Will you regret sleeping like this?"
Zhang Xingzhi was honest as always: "Yes."
"Actually, if you want to do something now, I will accompany you. After all, I have promised you that the shelf life of one night can still be guaranteed."
Zhang Xingzhi: "I still hope you have a good night's sleep."
Zhong Yi hummed and teased, "Actually, I'll sleep better after I'm done."
But Zhang Xingzhi didn't take the bait at all, he just said: "Let's save it for next time."
Although this should be the last time.
"God says that a good child will have the same luck, maybe there will be a next time..." Zhong Yi leaned on the man's generous shoulder, his voice became more and more subdued, and his sleepiness became more and more serious.
At that time, Zhang Xingzhi didn't know that Zhong Yi was not joking with him at all. After all, he couldn't imagine how many cases the person in his arms had made for him by keeping silent. After Yan looked at it for a long time, she subconsciously helped to pin the broken hair that had slipped to the tip of her nose behind her ears.
What he didn't say was that he had stopped believing in God eight years ago when he carried the camera and walked past the places marked with red flags for the first time.
I do not want God to speak, but I want you to speak.
The next day, a person who usually sleeps for eight hours is regarded as a blessing, but he slept until twelve o'clock in the noon before opening his eyes. The last time Zhong Yi slept so deeply, he didn't know it was a few years ago up.
The blackout curtains in the room were drawn tightly, but the people around him were gone.
It was rare for Zhong Yi to be so refreshed, he climbed up from the bed, hung Zhang Xingzhi's fat pajamas, brushed his disheveled hair back, and was about to put on slippers and go out to find someone.
In the end, he went out from the bedroom and walked along the corridor, but he didn't find Zhang Xingzhi, instead he found a stranger
The man was wearing a tight black vest quite casually, the exposed skin was a healthy wheat color, the muscle texture on his arms was smooth, and although his short hair was not as short as Zhang Xingzhi's, it was still a neat prickly head , It just looks like he is not too old, sitting on the sofa and sketching the documents, and there are many various drawings scattered on the coffee table at hand.
Now when he heard footsteps, the child called "Brother" without raising his head, and said, "I changed the part where they climbed the mountain like this, brother, come and see if it's okay."
But after stabbing, he felt that something was wrong, his brother's footsteps were not like this, and he shouldn't have come out from the direction of the bedroom...
As soon as the child raised his head, he saw Zhong Yi who was leaning against the wall of the corridor with his arms folded. The two of them didn't know each other, and they stared at each other on the spot.
To change the usual, the stab head must start asking why this person is at his brother's house at the beginning of the sentence, because he has never seen a second guest besides him in this house, but this person is wearing pajamas that don't fit at all Who it came from, he knows better than anyone else...
Zhang Xingzhi's pajamas are the most basic black and white style with long trousers and long sleeves, but Zhong Yi's chest buttons are mostly undone this time, and all the traces left over from history are in line with the fact that someone ate leopard guts last night. , and the deepened hickey marks on his side neck were exposed together, and he wore a set of pajamas that were originally quite standard, but he wore them out of infinite ambiguity. The relationship between the two couldn't be more obvious.
Just say why don't you just go to the bedroom to chat today like before!
The stabbing head, who had never even gotten permission to stay overnight, lost his mind at that moment, his eyes were fixed on those strawberry marks, and the hostility was almost written on his face.
Zhong Yi could smell the sour smell from a long distance, so he looked up at the person who came up from the other side of the stairs, and joked: "It seems that Mr. Zhang's popularity is really not just bragging, it's getting more and more impressive to me. "