Jiang Chijing was a little unaccustomed to the absence of that familiar figure in the library.
Prisoners in the prison come and go. Today this person is released from prison, and the next person is transferred tomorrow. It is not surprising that no one is missing.
But maybe Zheng Mingyi is a little more special. After all, the last few pages of "Strawberry Planting Technique" were not finished, and Jiang Chijing always felt that there was one thing hanging in his heart that had not been resolved.
In the past two days, Yu Guang has always found various excuses to come to the infirmary. Jiang Chijing has told Luo Hai how many times to tell him not to be so indulgent to that kid, but as long as Yu Guang called out "Doctor Luo" eagerly, Luo Hai would The sea will give up the computer to the light without any principle.
"You really spoiled him." Jiang Chijing said, "How can any prisoner be as free as him?"
"You know him, he's just a silly boy with no bad intentions." Luo Hai's reason is always this.
Jiang Chijing sighed, not knowing what to say.
Luo Hai just likes his younger brother, especially the one who needs his care. People's preferences are like genes engraved in their bones, and they are not so easy to change. Jiang Chijing also has his own preferences, so he knows that he has no position to point fingers at Luo Hai.
"Hey." Yu Guang, who was behind the computer, leaned back on the office chair, looking at the ceiling with empty eyes, "God disappeared again."
"You've only thought of him like that for a few days?" Luo Hai asked.
"He hasn't replied to my private messages." Yu Guang said listlessly, "He would always reply to me before, but I don't know what happened this time."
"Maybe your idol doesn't bother to pay attention to you at all." Jiang Chijing knew Luo Hai's thoughts, and seeing Yu Guang caring so much about other people, he couldn't help but scolded this little conscience.
"He really doesn't bother to pay attention to others, but I'm his old fan, and he treats me differently."
Well, this kid is also poisonous. Jiang Chijing patted Luo Hai on the shoulder as a sign of comfort.
"He is likely to be targeted by the capitalists." Yu Guang sat up straight and analyzed with a serious expression, "A person like him who leaks the secret must be a thorn in the eyes of the capitalists, maybe he has been imprisoned."
This kid Yu Guang always likes some conspiracy theories, but when it comes to imprisonment, Jiang Chijing inexplicably thinks of Zheng Mingyi.
There are so many great stock speculators, it shouldn't be so coincidental.
But time seems to be...
"Are you really listening to his nonsense?" Luo Hai bumped Jiang Chijing with his elbow, interrupting his thoughts, "His idol might just not want to be on the forum."
There are all kinds of interest groups on the Internet, and everyone seems to be enthusiastic, but anything that happens in real life has the potential to change a person's interests.
Thinking about it carefully, Jiang Chijing used to have netizens who could talk to each other, but now almost all of them have cut off contact.
"There must be something wrong with my idol." Yu Guang obviously disagreed with Luo Hai's statement, "I must help him."
"Are you sure?" Jiang Chijing answered, "Have you forgotten your mission to go to prison?"
"What mission?" Luo Hai asked.
Jiang Chijing said that he wanted to tell Luo Hai about this, but he didn't take it to heart, so he gradually forgot about it.
Regardless of Yu Guang's eager eyes, he told Luo Hai what he was planning to provoke Zheng Mingyi, and now everyone could see that Luo Hai was really angry.
"Do you know how dangerous he is, so you go to provoke him?" Luo Hai said to Guang sternly, "Look at Lao Jiu, look at Chen Er, last time you just injured your ankle, if you go to provoke him again, he will You may be beaten so hard that you can't take care of yourself."
"If I can't take care of myself," Yu Guang whispered, "Will you take care of me, Dr. Luo?"
"You really can't listen, do you?"
"Hey, Dr. Luo is the best." Yu Guang said with a pleasing smile.
"You go out for me." Luo Hai pointed in the direction of the gate, "Don't come here for nothing."
"Don't worry, Dr. Luo." Yu Guangwo stayed in the chair and refused to leave, "That bad guy is in detention, how could I possibly provoke him."
Jiang Chijing looked at the two of you saying something to me, and suddenly felt that he was a little redundant.
After all, Zheng Mingyi should be able to come out of the confinement room tomorrow morning.
Last time Jiang Chijing said that he wanted to chat with him depending on his mood, but he has not actually gone yet. It's not that he's not in the mood, it's just that he's just too lazy to go.
But it was really boring today. Jiang Chijing thought about it, said hello to Luo Hai, and went to the library to pick up the unfinished "Strawberry Planting Technique".
Prison Building No. 1 was the farthest from the official building. Jiang Chijing walked towards Building No. 1 through the corridor on the second floor. Along the way, colleagues wondered why he appeared in the prison building.
Jiang Chijing only said that he had something to do, and he came to the floor of the confinement room with the eyes of his colleagues.
This is also the reason why Jiang Chijing was too lazy to come to Zheng Mingyi. Building 1 was too far away. He walked over from the library and didn't know how many colleagues he had to greet.
Going to chat with Zheng Mingyi was not something that could be said. He could only hold the book under his rib. If someone really asked about the bottom line, he fooled and said that he was going to let Zheng Mingyi learn.
Zheng Mingyi's mental state was obviously not as good as the previous two days. When Jiang Chijing opened the small window, he leaned over lazily and greeted Jiang Chijing, "You're here, Officer Jiang."
There was a hint of imperceptible complaint in his tone, as if to say why he is here now.
Like last time, Jiang Chijing sat down with his back against the iron gate, opened the book in his hand, and asked casually, "Does it feel good to be in confinement?"
"It doesn't feel good." Zheng Mingyi said.
Jiang Chijing had seen prisoners break down in the confinement room, and knew that it was not a place for people to stay. And Zheng Mingyi exchanged 72 hours of confinement for a single cell, which shows that he is cruel enough to himself.
"If it's uncomfortable, don't cause trouble." Jiang Chijing said.
"Um."
Jiang Chijing turned the book to the place where he stopped before, cleared his throat and then read: "The method of strawberry jam is..."
"Officer Jiang." Zheng Mingyi interrupted Jiang Chijing, "You come here so rarely, so why don't you study for me?"
"if not?"
Jiang Chijing didn't come to visit his neighbors, and there was no reason to chat with Zheng Mingyi in his capacity.
Zheng Mingyi also seemed to have thought of this, and replied with a low interest: "Then you continue."
This "Strawberry Planting Technique" is not so much a book as a manual, with a total of only a few dozen pages. Jiang Chijing read every word on the paper calmly, occasionally feeling the subtle noise from the iron gate.
Zheng Mingyi should have leaned his head against the iron door. Every time he moved, his clothes and hair would rub against the iron door, and the slight vibration would be transmitted to Jiang Chijing's side through the iron door, causing him to feel inexplicably trembling on his back. itch.
After a while, Jiang Chijing finally finished reading the last word in the book. He closed the book, looked at the time, and said in the direction of the small window, "It's over."
"Is it over?" Zheng Mingyi's voice came from behind the iron gate, "Then read it to me again from the beginning."
Jiang Chijing twitched the corners of his mouth: "Am I bored?"
Zheng Mingyi said, "I'm bored."
This reason is really reasonable.
Jiang Chijing sat still and didn't speak. Anyway, it was absolutely impossible for him to read it again.
Zheng Mingyi should also know that Jiang Chijing is not a patient person, so instead of insisting, he changed his mouth and said, "Then tell me a joke, Officer Jiang."
This request sounds normal, but the problem is—
"I can't tell jokes." Jiang Chijing said.
"No, Officer Jiang." Zheng Mingyi's tone sounded a little surprised, "Why don't you even tell jokes?"
This was said as if Jiang Chijing was not a normal person. He couldn't help but wonder for a moment, is telling jokes a basic human social skill
Jiang Chijing considers himself to be decent in terms of social skills, and has a friendly relationship with his colleagues. On the contrary, Zheng Mingyi's logic is weird. He can kill his popularity without saying a few words. How can he laugh at Jiang Chijing? Tell jokes
Recalling that he didn't perform well several times before, the unwillingness in Jiang Chijing's heart came out inexplicably.
"Then let me tell you a funny story." Jiang Chijing said, "There used to be a chicken that slid down the mountain."
After speaking, the air was quiet for a long time.
Zheng Mingyi asked uncertainly, "Officer Jiang, is this the story of your slippery chicken?"
"Yeah." Jiang Chijing said, "Isn't it funny? I think it's funny."
Having said that, Jiang Chijing was not smiling when he said this.
The air was quiet again, and there was no movement behind the iron gate for a long time. Jiang Chijing suddenly felt a little regretful. People's laughter is not the same. Besides, Zheng Mingyi is not a normal person. Why does he want to win or lose with him in this kind of thing
But at this moment, Jiang Chijing suddenly heard a chuckle, followed by a series of laughter. He peeped at Zheng Mingyi for half a year, but he had never seen him laugh so happily.
"Officer Jiang." Zheng Mingyi finally stopped his laughter, "So you are so cute in private?"
Jiang Chijing frowned, he really didn't like Zheng Mingyi saying he was cute. No matter what, he is a big man of 1.8 meters. What is the point of cuteness in his whole body
It was also because the baton didn't hit Zheng Mingyi, otherwise he would never have said such a thing.
"Let's go." Jiang Chijing stood up and patted his pants, not wanting to talk to Zheng Mingyi who was laughing endlessly.
On the morning of the new day, when Jiang Chijing went to deliver a letter in Building 1, he happened to meet Zheng Mingyi who came out of the confinement room.
He followed behind the prison guard with personal belongings in his hands, which should be transferred to a new cell.
Lao Jiu, who was locked up in Building 1, took the lead in roaring, and there were unfriendly voices in the corridor, but Zheng Mingyi turned a deaf ear to this, his eyes always looking straight ahead, only when he saw Jiang Chijing, his eyes stopped for a few moments. Seconds, it was said hello.
The head of the building struck the railing with a baton, quieting the cacophony.
Jiang Chijing didn't stay long. After sending and receiving letters according to the usual rhythm, he returned to the official building.
Jiang Chijing has a lot of things to do today. After Zheng Mingyi finishes sorting out the house affairs, he has to spend time giving Zheng Mingyi an education class.
This time, it's a serious education class for the inmates who always make trouble. If Zheng Mingyi's ideological tendency is still very dangerous, then Jiang Chijing can report to the head of the building and prolong his confinement time.
"Don't speak for him again." Luo Hai reminded Jiang Chijing.
Jiang Chijing was too lazy to defend himself, so he denied it perfunctorily: "No."
That's when Zheng Mingyi appeared at the door of the library with a pair of handcuffs on his hands - a special treatment for prisoners in the No. 1 dormitory, who had to wear handcuffs during the transfer.
"Just go to the meeting room on the first floor and wait for me." Jiang Chijing said.
The prison guard in charge of escorting Zheng Mingyi planned to take him away, but Zheng Mingyi stood still and asked Jiang Chijing, "Will police officer Jiang tell me a joke today?"
Before Jiang Chijing could respond, Luo Hai looked at him with a ghostly expression and said, "You still tell jokes?"
Jiang Chijing's ears were hot, and he said angrily, "No!"