On the weekend afternoon, Jiang Chijing, who was taking a nap, was awakened by a sound of "bang bang bang".
This voice is not unfamiliar, it can be heard almost every weekend, it is the neighbor who lives opposite the boxing.
Jiang Chijing sat up, raised his hand and opened the blackout curtain on the side, the warm afternoon sunlight slipped into the room through the gap, and drew a dividing line between light and dark on his fingers.
It is always easy to wake up from a nap with a dry mouth, and when the sound of boxing sounds, the dryness is even worse.
Jiang Chijing crossed his legs, stretched his waist, and then slowly turned over and opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out a monocular from it.
The world in his eyes instantly becomes a meticulous circle, and the first thing that catches the eye in the enlarged picture is the goose-yellow exterior wall of the building.
The community where Jiang Chijing lives is located on the outskirts of the city. There are no high-rise buildings here, only two-story bungalows lined up one after the other. In order to be neat and beautiful, all the small houses have yellow walls and brown roofs, and even the layout design is the same.
Therefore, from Jiang Chijing's bedroom, it was the bedroom of the opposite family.
The telescope was slightly tilted, he adjusted it, and this time the picture in the opposite bedroom appeared in the circle.
There is a road between the two small houses, but it is only eight meters wide, and a 12x monocular is enough to see every detail in the opposite room.
The neighbor who lives opposite is a man in his twenties, about 1.85 meters tall. Like Jiang Chijing, he lives alone in this small two-story house.
But unlike Jiang Chijing, he should work in the urban area and go out half an hour earlier than Jiang Chijing every day, so the two have been neighbors for more than half a year and have never formally met.
To be precise, Jiang Chijing deliberately avoided seeing him. If he happened to go out at the same time as the other party, he would definitely sit in the house for two minutes and wait for the sound of the engine outside the house to go away before going out.
Jiang Chijing is not a social fear, he is just... voyeuristic.
He cannot control the desire to explore others. For example, when he sees a young man with inconvenient legs on the road, he will involuntarily guess the reason behind it; another example is a colleague who yawns at work, and he will unconsciously analyze other people's nightlife last night.
Maybe these behaviors can only be said to be full of curiosity, but he couldn't help but use binoculars to peek at the residents opposite. Even Jiang Chijing knew that this crossed the limit of curiosity.
He himself didn't want this, so he volunteered to apply for a transfer position and moved to a sparsely populated suburb.
There used to be a dense number of apartment residents across from the house, but now there is only a young man living alone across the house. This greatly reduced Jiang Chijing's voyeurism until—
The sound of punching came from the bedroom opposite.
"Bang bang bang", fists wrapped in white bandages hit the thick sandbags one after another, the dull sound was particularly abrupt in this quiet community.
Today, the neighbor is as "generous" as ever, without any clothes on his upper body.
With a fierce straight punch, the beautiful square chest muscles extended to the slender arms, bursting out with a shocking explosive force.
Originally, Jiang Chijing didn't know that the opposite neighbor who commuted to get off work on time actually had such a wild side. He only felt that the man who lived opposite fit his aesthetic, with deep facial features and a tall figure, wearing a suit would give people the impression of a social elite.
He guessed that the man opposite was a social elite, driving a good car that ordinary office workers could not afford, and the coffee table was covered with dense reports.
In the first few days, Jiang Chijing had no one else to peep, so he could only focus all his attention on the neighbor on the opposite side.
But it didn't take long for him to feel a little boring - even if the man looked good, he was just a member of the general public, and he only commuted mechanically every day, and he couldn't even arouse the desire to explore.
Until the weekend came, the man came to the courtyard topless, smoking and watering the lawn, the morning sun shone on his indifferent face, and the wheat-colored skin looked so unreal after the mist.
Jiang Chijing hesitated for a moment, and always felt that such a sexy side did not belong to a regular office worker. Later, when he saw the appearance of the man punching, he was even more sure of the idea in his heart. This man was indeed more than a single office worker.
When he moved before, Jiang Chijing had already made up his mind to dispose of his beloved high-magnification telescope, but since he found that the neighbor on the opposite side was worth exploring, he couldn't help buying a monocular.
He comforted himself that compared with before, he only peeped at one person now, which has improved a lot.
"Mr. Zheng, are you at home?"
"The new management plan of the community needs to be signed, and it won't take much time."
The sound of fists hitting the sandbags was interrupted by the shouts of two community workers. Jiang Chijing put away the binoculars, still hiding behind the curtains and watching the sound, only to see that two staff members had come to the iron fence of the opposite house.
Jiang Chijing could hear the sound of boxing, and so could the two people downstairs.
Normally, that Mr. Zheng had already revealed that he was at home, and he should have gone down to receive him, but Jiang Chijing raised his eyes and looked at him, only to see that he had no intention of going downstairs at all, just standing there. In the shadow behind the window, while drinking water, he looked at the two people downstairs lightly.
It was obviously pretending that he wasn't at home, but the pretence at this time was more like a clear signal: don't bother me.
"Forget it, I knew he didn't care about the community."
"Really, how long does it take to sign a name?"
While complaining, the two staff came to Jiang Chijing's house and rang the doorbell of his house.
Unlike the Mr. Zheng, the two were obviously not sure whether Jiang Chijing was at home, so they didn't call anyone directly.
Because of his work in prison, Jiang Chijing has stricter standards of good and evil than ordinary people. He is not a patient person himself, but in order to make up for the voyeuristic behavior, he doesn't mind giving more patience to people other than the wicked, so he is willing to go down and sign this name.
But the problem now is that he doesn't want to attract any attention from the man opposite.
The man's eyes stayed on the two staff members. If Jiang Chijing went out at this time, he would definitely be the object of attention, and he didn't want to show his presence in front of the man at all.
The two staff couldn't wait for Jiang Chijing to open the door and walked to the next house. The sound of punching on the opposite side no longer sounded, and the man put down the mineral water bottle and undid the white bandage wrapped around his hand.
The afternoon sun was on top, and the sunlight could only reach the edge of the window. The dividing line between light and dark was right on the man's forearm, and with the movement of his hands in circles, it jumped back and forth on his skin.
Jiang Chijing picked up the telescope again and increased the magnification. He could see the fine beads of sweat on the man's arms, as well as the fine dust floating in the sunlight, his already dry throat became even more irritated, and he even felt a burning pain when breathing.
He didn't know why he couldn't restrain himself. He is willing to contact people in the community, but he is unwilling to meet the man on the opposite side, also because the guilt in his heart does not allow him to look directly into the man's eyes.
He knew for a long time that the neighbor's surname was Zheng, but for him, even this information was superfluous.
That man had better be like the male model in the sexy pictorial. When Jiang Chijing needs to relax his eyes, just provide some imaginative material. Besides, Jiang Chijing doesn't need any real information about him.
Because the more real, the deeper Jiang Chijing's guilt will be.
He knew that his peeping problem could not be corrected for a while, so the best way was to not have any interaction with this man.