The afternoon has never been so difficult, Jiang Chijing couldn't help but glance at Zheng Mingyi almost every few minutes.
Zheng Mingyi held a comic book in his hand, and he read it with great interest, but Jiang Chijing couldn't do anything, and he didn't even bother to turn on the surveillance in the entertainment room.
The reason for him doing this is very simple, because it was the second time he didn't play well, just like when Zheng Mingyi teased him with his eyelashes last time.
Zheng Mingyi could immediately hear the loopholes in his words, but it took him a long time, until it was time for dinner, to realize that there was something wrong with Zheng Mingyi's words.
This is simply more unwilling than losing a quarrel.
The hour hand slowly moved towards two o'clock, and the prisoners in the library finally left one after another. But Zheng Mingyi seemed to be fascinated by comics. When there was no one else in the library, he still sat motionless by the window.
"1017." In the end, Jiang Chijing couldn't hold his breath, "You can't come over?"
Zheng Mingyi raised his head and looked at Jiang Chijing with a slight curvature on the corner of his mouth. He put the comic book back on the bookshelf, sat down beside Jiang Chijing, and met Jiang Chijing's gaze without hesitation: "Officer Jiang, you look at me so warmly today."
"Are you hiding something from me?" Jiang Chijing didn't make any foreshadowing, and directly preempted him without giving Zheng Mingyi time to prepare.
This question is obviously tentative, and Jiang Chijing doesn't expect Zheng Mingyi to explain anything honestly, but just wants to see how he reacts. Unexpectedly, Zheng Mingyi was silent for a while, and actually replied: "Yes."
"What?" Jiang Chijing frowned unconsciously, his nerves also tense.
Zheng Mingyi slowly opened his lips, as if he was deliberately intriguing. After a long pause, he said, "I think you look good in uniform."
That's it
Jiang Chijing was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, Zheng Mingyi was teasing him again. He suppressed the anger that was rising in his heart, lowered his face and asked, "Zheng Mingyi, I look like a good bully don't I?"
"No." Zheng Mingyi said sincerely, "I've seen Officer Jiang beat people with a baton. It's so powerful, how could anyone dare to bully you?"
Compared with Zheng Mingyi's beating, Jiang Chijing's beating is nothing. He couldn't tell how he felt, but he always felt that Zheng Mingyi was on the verge of bullying him repeatedly.
"Speaking of which, Officer Jiang." Zheng Mingyi's tone changed the subject naturally, "How about a date?"
"It's okay." Jiang Chijing replied casually, and immediately brought the topic back, "You asked me last time if I was going to the city, how do you know that I don't live in the city?"
"Do I have it?" Zheng Mingyi asked without changing his face.
Jiang Chijing did not expect that Zheng Mingyi would deny it directly. It's also his fault that he didn't play well at that time, otherwise Zheng Mingyi would never have the chance to play stupid.
"You have." Jiang Chijing stared at Zheng Mingyi and said, "Ask me if I go to the city to play."
"Oh, that." Zheng Mingyi replied with ease, "Didn't you go back to the city after get off work?"
Of course, there is a difference between going back to the city and going to the city, but it takes a lot of words to understand the logic, and Jiang Chijing suddenly realized a problem, no matter what he says, Zheng Mingyi can say that he thinks too much .
This is not like his "don't know", there are obvious loopholes. Zheng Mingyi gave him the feeling that he was showing his tail on purpose, but he just showed it to him and didn't let him catch it.
It's quite annoying.
"Do you know where I live?" Jiang Chijing couldn't help but ask the question he had been holding back for a weekend.
"Where do you live?" Zheng Mingyi asked curiously, "Is it close to my house?"
Jiang Chijing almost couldn't help but blew himself up.
Yes, I live opposite your house, and I will spy on you when I have nothing to do.
But his rationality somehow restrained him from rushing towards the cliff, allowing him to quickly regain his usual calm.
"Not close." Jiang Chijing said coldly, "I live in the urban area."
If you can't ask, then don't ask. He wasn't sure if Zheng Mingyi was playing stupid, if so, he would follow suit.
"Really?" Zheng Mingyi touched his chin and put on an incomprehensible look, "Officer Jiang, how do you know that you live in an urban area and are not close to me?"
In other words, how do you know where my family lives
Jiang Chijing was stunned for a while, and when his mind went around the corner, he felt a sense of being hit.
He actually slipped the tongue again.
He said that the two did not live close together, but the problem was that he could only judge whether the two lived close to each other only if he knew where Zheng Mingyi lived.
"Officer Jiang." Zheng Mingyi sighed with a helpless expression, "You really..."
Jiang Chijing glanced at Zheng Mingyi, his eyes were like knives. He had already made up his mind. If Zheng Mingyi asked to the bottom of it, he would pretend that he didn't know anything.
Zheng Mingyi leaned over, their shoulders were pressed together, he tilted his head, leaned into Jiang Chijing's ear, and softly spit out a few words: "Stupid and cute."
After speaking, Zheng Mingyi backed away, took the mouse naturally, and watched the stock trend.
Jiang Chijing stared at Zheng Mingyi in disbelief. No one has ever said that he is cute since he went to middle school. Moreover, his academic performance is not top-notch, but he is still at an upper-middle level, and no one is in front of him. Said he was stupid.
He had a momentary suspicion, could it be that he was really mentally handicapped
Impossible, it is Zheng Mingyi, this guy is not a normal person.
"Get up." Jiang Chijing stood up and looked down at Zheng Mingyi with the blue veins on his forehead.
"What's wrong?" Zheng Mingyi asked.
"I'm going to the warden."
Jiang Chijing couldn't understand it, and he didn't owe Zheng Mingyi, why should he take the time to study for Zheng Mingyi
Zheng Mingyi must have understood the meaning in Jiang Chijing's eyes, he withdrew his hand from the mouse, put it on his lap casually, and said to Jiang Chijing, "Then go ahead."
"You get out of the way."
The fan-shaped office area has only one exit, which is on the side of Zheng Mingyi. If Zheng Mingyi doesn't give way, Jiang Chijing can only step over him.
"I didn't stop you." Zheng Mingyi said leisurely.
This is obviously not going to let go.
Jiang Chijing didn't want to waste time on this kind of thing, he only hesitated for a moment, then raised one leg and stepped over Zheng Mingyi.
Jiang Chijing's movements were very natural, as if he were hurling a hurdle. However, when he landed on his front leg, he suddenly remembered a problem. He couldn't let Zheng Mingyi use the computer alone, he had to put the computer into sleep.
Thinking of this, he had to turn around and pressed the standby button on the keyboard.
Due to the instability of the lower plate and the awkward posture of the upper body, Jiang Chijing shook involuntarily when he wanted to stand up straight after pressing the button.
He swears that he can adjust the center of gravity on his own. However, Zheng Mingyi put his arms around his lower back and gave him a hand, which disturbed his balance. By the time he reacted, he had already straddled Zheng Mingyi's lap firmly.
This pose is not right.
Jiang Chijing's fault is that he likes to analyze others, which is because he can't control his imagination. This is a kind of problem similar to cleanliness addiction. People with cleanliness addiction may no longer want to wash their hands, but due to psychological effects, they still cannot control the desire to turn on the faucet.
The same is true for Jiang Chijing. In this situation, he just wants to empty his mind, but his mind uncontrollably emerges an indescribable picture like a comic strip.
He even took off Zheng Mingyi's shirt in his imagination.
It can't be like this, Jiang Chijing's reason keeps lashing out at himself, he is not a pervert.
He bit the tip of his tongue and drove all the obsolete yellow waste out of his mind. But just when he was about to get up from Zheng Mingyi, footsteps suddenly sounded at the door of the library.
Jiang Chijing looked in response, and then saw Luo Hai who was stunned.
"you… "
Well, now Jiang Chijing's heart has been hit to death.
"Don't get me wrong." Jiang Chijing quickly got up from Zheng Mingyi, "It's not what you think."
"yes… "
Luo Hai's gaze moved down and stayed on Jiang Chijing's waist. Only then did Jiang Chijing realize that Zheng Mingyi's hand was still around his waist.
"Take it away from me." Jiang Chijing slapped Zheng Mingyi's arm away, and Zheng Mingyi's expression was quite innocent, as if to show that you sat on it yourself.
"What's the matter with me?" Jiang Chijing walked to the door of the library and asked Luo Haidao.
"Chat." Luo Hai's expression was still complicated, "I can understand you and am interested in his type, but can you close the door?"
Jiang Chijing had a headache: "How many times do I have to say it, I have nothing to do with him."
"No wonder Zhang Fan said you're not interested in him, he's really bad." Luo Hai thought about it, "But Zheng Mingyi is still a prisoner anyway. Are you really okay?"
"First of all, what you saw just now was a misunderstanding. I really have nothing to do with him." Jiang Chijing emphasized, "Secondly, what happened to the prisoner, isn't your family Yu Guang also a prisoner?"
"How is that the same." Luo Hai said, "Aguang is stupid, and his nature is not bad."
"Then how do you judge whether Zheng Mingyi's nature is bad or not?"
Luo Hai showed that weird look again, Jiang Chijing suddenly realized that he was getting worse and worse, so he stopped discussing this issue with Luo Hai, waved his hand, and walked towards the stairs: "I'm looking for The warden has something to do, we'll talk later."
When Jiang Chijing came to the warden's office, the warden was looking at the computer screen intently, as if he was reluctant to move away for a second.
He quickly glanced at Jiang Chijing, then looked at the computer screen and said, "Xiao Jiang, these stocks of mine have been going up pretty well recently."
I was looking at stocks.
Jiang Chijing couldn't help but wonder how the warden would talk to him about stocks without end, only to hear the warden say: "Just now Zheng Mingyi called me on the inside and said you don't want to help him. Studying."
There is a landline on the desk in the library, and Zheng Mingyi usually uses that phone to advise the warden on buying and selling stocks.
Jiang Chijing didn't expect that Zheng Mingyi would even strike first. He had a bad premonition in his heart, but he still protested: "Yes, I don't want to get too close to the prisoner."
"The prisoner wants to learn, of course our prison has to support it. Well, you can find someone to replace you." The warden said.
Hearing this, Jiang Chijing breathed a sigh of relief. Zheng Mingyi himself was in charge of the head of Building No. 3, and he would just be thrown to the head of the building at that time.
"However," the warden suddenly changed the subject, "the person you are looking for must agree with Zheng Mingyi. After all, it is to be read to him."
Jiang Chijing: "..."
In the end, it was a waste of time.
Jiang Chijing returned to the library with a blank expression. Zheng Mingyi seemed to have known the result for a long time, and said with a little regret, "It's half past two, Officer Jiang."
Half an hour was neither short nor long, the two of them just chatted for a while, Jiang Chijing went out again, and the reading time in the afternoon passed in a flash.
Zheng Mingyi stood up and said to Jiang Chijing, "See you tomorrow, Officer Jiang." Then he followed the prison guard outside the door and left the library.
Jiang Chijing sat back on the office chair, and the library returned to its usual quietness, which calmed down his annoyed emotions.
But at this moment, Jiang Chijing's eyes suddenly caught the mouse on the desktop.
Jiang Chijing is very sensitive to the placement of items in his office area. He clearly remembered that before leaving just now, the position of the mouse was different from now, and it should be more towards the side where he was sitting.
He hit enter and the computer was still unlocked. Normally, no one should move the locked computer.
But there is absolutely no mistake in the location of the mouse, that is to say, after Jiang Chijing left just now...
Zheng Mingyi moved his computer.