Two girls and a dog, eating oranges on the sofa.
Ji Yunyun asked: "Teacher Jian, have you watched Devil 2?"
"without."
"So what do we watch now?"
Jian Jing became interested: "Okay."
The TV series "Devil Doctor 2" was launched at 12 o'clock today. In just a few hours, the number of views has been very impressive.
Ji Yunyun initially wanted to watch it along with the barrage of comments, but it was too dense and she couldn't even see the hero's face clearly, so she had to turn it off before watching again.
There are only two episodes today. The first episode first uses a side story to review the plot of the first season, and then the camera switches to a familiar yet unfamiliar hospital.
The face of the movie star Qi appeared on the screen. He was dressed in the same suit and was popular with doctors and nurses. He looked like a devil.
Ji Yunyun said: "He is more..." than Shao Meng, but she was stuck.
Jian Jing nodded, understanding what he meant: "More at ease."
Shao Meng has acted well enough, but Actor Qi is more relaxed and at ease, and his every move has a more casual feeling of a devil playing with the world.
The bystander said: "Maybe someone will find that I have changed my face. It's just a little trick, just like humans will get bored wearing the same clothes for a long time, and I am the same."
He briefly mentioned the changes in people and quickly got to the point: "New faces, new life, what remains unchanged is the boredom of human beings, and... evil."
"It always follows you like a shadow. No matter where you go, you can always find traces of it."
"Ah, this is the smell of food."
Sitting at the desk, the doctor in a white coat showed a happy and satisfied smile.
In the nearly one-minute appearance, all the previous causes and consequences were explained clearly. Then, a new story began.
In the bleak villa, there is a virtuous and elegant wife, and the male owner who seems to be in love with his wife but actually has a lover behind her back.
The camera is full of details, and the man who plays Mr. Qin jokes with his wife, and they are having a good time. But if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that he is not wearing a wedding ring.
The cell phone in his trouser pocket would light up from time to time.
"Kill the wife or the husband?" someone next to me asked suddenly.
Ji Yunyun almost jumped out: "You scared me to death."
"Such a simple case, but you are so engrossed in it?" Ji Feng was speechless. "Are you two hungry? Have you eaten?"
Ji Yunyun couldn't bear to move her eyes away: "Let's finish watching first before eating."
Jian Jing: "Agree."
Ji Feng shook his head and sat down to watch with them.
The time jumps to three months.
A policeman said: "The evidence is insufficient, so it's difficult to convict."
Another said: "We all know it is true, don't we?"
The demon who came to the police station as usual to collect (food) intelligence heard their conversation.
"Interesting," he said, and began to investigate the case.
Ji Feng said: "There are several close-ups of the security system. Hmm, this is rare. Tampering with the system will easily be discovered by the security company. How can it be inadequate? Did the screenwriter consult professionals? Who are you looking down on?"
Jian Jing moved her fingers and clenched her fist.
He: "What does this doctor mean? Pause time. Isn't it inappropriate to have such fantasy in a crime drama? What kind of case is being investigated?"
Jian Jing took a deep breath and said, "Knight."
The knight who was watching TV was startled and stood up suddenly: "Woof!"
Make gestures.
The knight jumped up and pounced on Ji Feng, squatting down, sweeping his tail across his face, blocking his view.
Monsoon: “…”
He rubbed the dog's head, pinched its leg bones, and looked at its teeth: "Not a bad dog."
"Thank you for the compliment." Jian Jingxin said calmly, "I'm just a little better than you."
Ji Yunyun spurted out the Sprite with a "puff" sound and fell on the sofa with laughter: "Hahahaha, brother, you are really a dog."
Ji Feng patted the knight's head. He preferred this familiar companion to the fancy TV series: "Teacher Jian, what does the dog eat? I'll feed him first."
"Meat, eggs, and some fruit." said.
"Okay." Ji Feng whistled, "Little guy, come with me to eat."
The knight didn't move, waiting for instructions.
Jian Jing waved her hand: "Go ahead."
Only then did it jump off the sofa and follow into the kitchen, not forgetting to pick up the small backpack from the entrance.
When the monsoon blew, I found its water cup and food bowl inside.
"Good dog." He continued to rub the dog's head vigorously and add food and water to it.
Without his interference, Jian Jing and Ji Yunyun almost finished watching the first episode.
"Not bad." Ji Yunyun was very excited. "There is no suspense about the murderer, but everyone must be curious about the method used to commit the crime, and whether the human heart can be eaten."
Jian Jing nodded, feeling relieved.
Ji Feng brought the dishes over at a very fast speed. The aroma of the food hit my nose, and the smoke curled up under the warm soft light.
Ji Yunyun asked: "What does Teacher Jian drink? How about you, brother?"
"Have a drink." Ji Feng said to Jian Jing, "Have a drink, I'll take you home later."
Jian Jing looked him up and down for a moment before she said slowly, "Really?"
Monsoon: “Nonsense.”
"Okay, I'll drink beer." He said happily.
Ji Yunyun took out two cans of beer.
Ji Feng glanced and said, "Hey."
"I'm old, I want to drink it too." Ji Yunyun was fearless and threw a bottle of coconut juice in front of him, "You drink this."
It's Chinese New Year, you can't beat the children. Ji Feng endured it, looked at Jian Jing's fancy manicure, shook his head, and helped them to open the pull ring.
The foam of the snow overflows, and the bitter taste has the aroma of malt.
On the table there was twice-cooked pork, with thin slices of pork belly, crispy and slightly spicy, fried eggplant with soy sauce, full of oil and sauce, smelling great, fish fillet in sour soup, the smell of sauerkraut leaves whetted one's appetite, fragrant braised prawns, and a hot tomato beef pot, as well as two kinds of vegetables.
Jian Jing looked at the dishes, then at Ji Feng, and was extremely surprised: "How can someone who works overtime all day have time to learn how to cook?"
"He used to cook for me." Ji Yunyun explained while peeling shrimp shells, "It was only after I started working that it was my turn to cook."
Ji Feng rolled his eyes and said, "You will have to eat leftovers tomorrow."
Jian Jing was shocked: "Going to work?" The second day of the Chinese New Year?!
"On duty," he said. "There's nothing we can do. We don't have enough manpower. Everyone else has gone back to their hometowns. They won't be back until at least the fifth day of the new year."
"It's really hard work." It's regrettable, but lacks sincerity.
Ji Feng didn't argue with him: "Eat more. What did you have for lunch today?"
Jian Jing: "Takeout."
He: “Tsk!”
Jian Jing held the chopsticks.
Ji Yunyun stepped hard on her brother's foot: "Where's the spoon? Where's the spoon for the tomato pot?"
"I'll get it."
Despite these minor incidents, the meal was still a pleasant one.
The dishes were homely and could not compare to the exquisite perfection of outside chefs. The cooking process was very casual. For example, the tomato beef pot contained corn, carrots, tender tofu and enoki mushrooms, all of which were Ji Yunyun's favorite dishes.
Also, there was no chili in the braised prawns because Ji Yunyun couldn't eat spicy food, so the dish lacked some kick. The thickness of the fish slices was not very uniform, and they were not as thin and transparent as those cut in the hotel, and there were a lot of bones in the dish.
There are many flaws, but it is precisely this imperfection that gives a home-cooked meal its flavor.
Jian Jing couldn't help but miss her parents.
They are busy at work, and when they rush to cook after work every day, there are always some flaws. Sometimes they buy vegetables late, the vegetables are not fresh, and they are too tough to chew. Sometimes they are shaking when answering the phone, and they put too much soy sauce.
"Is it unpalatable?" Ji Feng stroked his chin, "You're actually in a daze?"
Jian Jing came back to her senses and said in a bad tone: "I thought of something."
"What?"
"When I was with my parents." said.
The dining table suddenly became quiet.
Ji Yunyun looked at her brother with a little uneasiness.
Ji Feng shook his head at him and asked in a particularly annoying way, "Why, do you want to join our family?"
Jian Jing: “…” She took a deep breath, not wanting to resort to violence in front of the other person’s sister, and said coldly, “Don’t be so imaginative.”
Ji Feng: "It's just a joke."
"Is not funny."
"Okay, okay." He nodded perfunctorily, and after a while, he said, "Eat more and don't think too much."
Ji Yunyun tried to liven up the atmosphere: "Yes, Teacher Jian, don't be sad. You see, I haven't seen my mother since I was born."
Jian Jing was startled and said apologetically: "Sorry."
"No more." Perhaps if you have never had it, you won't feel the pain. Ji Yunyun felt regretful, but at least she felt sad because of her mother. In fact, the most important relatives in one's life have always been brothers.
So, even though he is a bad brother, I still have to fight for him: "Dad rarely comes home, he is the one who takes care of me. When I was in elementary school, he would pick me up from school every day, even though it was only a 10-minute bus ride away."
Jian Jing raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at Ji Feng out of the corner of her eyes.
He didn't say anything.
"I can't tell." He smiled and pretended not to understand anything.
Ji Yunyun reluctantly said, "Yes, although he has a bad mouth and low EQ, but..." After a long pause, she couldn't think of anything else to praise him, so she said dryly, "He's OK. Several of my classmates praised him for being handsome. By the way, at the last family reunion, the Chinese teacher asked for his phone number."
Jian Jing was very supportive and therefore surprised: "Really?"
"Yes, the teacher called me and told me that there was a murder case in the article and asked me to pay more attention to the physical and mental health of the child." Ji Feng laughed.
Ji Yunyun: “…”
Jane Jing laughed.
The clock hands ticked, and it was almost nine o'clock. Ji Yunyun said that she had made an appointment with her classmates to play online script-killing games, and went back to her room early to play games, leaving only Ji Feng and Jian Jing to talk.
Ji Feng took the initiative to answer the previous question: "Our father was killed when we were in Yunyun Primary School."
Jian Jing was shocked: "Murdered? The murderer..."
"He turned himself in." He said softly, "This case is very special."
A solved murder case would not make him so secretive. There must be some hidden story behind it that hurts people's hearts.
Jian Jing glanced at him helplessly.
"It's getting late." He said, "Let me take you back."
"good."
On the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the streets were almost empty. The population of Heping City had dropped to the lowest point of the year, and the city was more empty than ever before.
"The New Year holidays are the most peaceful," Ji Feng said with emotion. "There are fewer people, so there are fewer cases."
Jian Jing agreed: "All murders stem from human nature."
"Will you become disappointed in people if you see them too much?" he asked.
Jian Jing asked back: "Can you?"
"Occasionally."
She was slightly surprised and turned to look at him.
Ji Feng was concentrating on driving, and at first glance he looked no different from usual. But Jian Jing knew that was not the case. He was extremely sensitive to the outside world, so he often annoyed others. At the same time, he was very secretive about his inner thoughts.
His desire to explore far exceeds his desire to talk, and few people can guess what he is thinking.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" He raised an eyebrow.
Jian Jing said: "This is the first time I see someone get drunk after drinking coconut milk. It's a bit strange."
Ji Feng rolled his eyes.
"You have a problem." He said, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"
"Can't we just chat?"
Jian Jing: "Okay, what do you want to talk about?"
"forget."
"Ah."
In a blink of an eye, the journey came to an end.
Ji Feng parked the car in the underground garage and said goodbye to him: "Let's go."
"Wait." Jian Jing patted the knight, signaling him not to rush home, and looked at him and asked, "You really don't want to tell me?"
Ji Feng thought about it and sighed: "Next time."
“Will you tell me next time?” He was skeptical.
He said, "I don't know, I'll try my best."
Jian Jing didn't ask any more questions.