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Chapter 17
Chapter 17
Su Jingyang wanted to break his head and didn't understand why A Yi suddenly appeared behind him, and it was obvious that this was definitely not a coincidence. Su Jingyang's face was full of doubts and surprises.
However, A Yi did not explain his confusion. When he was screaming ghostly, he turned his head away with a sullen face, avoiding his sight.
Then, then the slender fingers started... undressing???
Su Jingyang, who was frozen to death, didn't realize what was going on, and was covered by the black jacket he threw over his hood.
A Yi's cold voice came to his ears: "Don't put it on soon, I won't help you collect the corpse if you freeze to death."
Su Jingyang didn't care about fighting with him at this time, and hurriedly tore off his clothes and wrapped them around himself, finally not so cold. Su Jingyang took a breath and was very grateful to A Yi, who was only wearing a single shirt, but A Yi turned around and left.
Su Jingyang followed behind him with his wet clothes and the rabbit lantern, saying, "You haven't told me yet, why are you here."
Ayi said without looking back, "Lingli is worried, let me help you find you."
Su Jingyang finally caught up with him, walked beside him, and whispered, "I mean, how could you come looking for me in the middle of the night."
Su Jingyang's eyes rolled around, all kinds of thoughts had already taken off in his mind, this guy is so good to A Li, but he is willing to come out to find him because of A Li's words, he must be interested in A Li!
Su Jingyang is very happy that Lingli finds his happiness again, but not to mention that Ayi is unknown, and he said that Lingli's incomparably resisted attitude when he tried to ask Lingli last time, Su Jingyang felt that Ayi's mind might be to Failed.
Although Su Jingyang's muttering was small, A Yi still heard it. He took a deep breath and squinted at Su Jingyang, his jaw line was somewhat restrained.
Su Jingyang also stopped in his footsteps, and he looked at him inexplicably, "...why don't you leave? Why are you staring at me with such unpleasant eyes again?"
Seeing that he was staring at him with big clear eyes, Ayi swallowed the sentence "I want to kill you" that was already on his lips.
Seeing that the rabbit lamp in his hand was old and damaged, Ayi changed the subject casually and said, "It's all broken, still haven't lost it?"
Su Jingyang also followed his gaze, looked down and said, "Don't lose it, it's A Li's thing."
"You do care about him."
"Of course I care, he and Ah Xuan are the closest people to me in this world." Su Jingyang suddenly felt a little lost for some reason, his eyes were empty and his voice was much lighter, "If someday I can leave here, the only thing I can't let go of is them."
"...Leave here?" A Yi listened to his light and sad tone, and his brows jumped uncontrollably.
Su Jingyang came back to his senses and reacted to what he said, and said foolishly without changing his face: "Yes, I plan to go to other places to take a look in the future."
The night wind was cool, and Su Jingyang shivered again from the wind. He clasped his arms tightly around himself, sighed, and spoke in a nasal voice, "Let's go back, I'm afraid A Li is worried."
Ayi glanced at him again, and finally took a step, "Knowing that he is worried that you will come out late at night? Can't you use your brain a little?"
"I've used my brain." Su Jingyang argued with reason: "I found it at the place where I wrestled. I think it should have been dropped at that time, but it's strange that I didn't find it. Could it be that someone picked it up? Nope. Was it taken to do something bad? Don't care, I'll come and look for it at dawn tomorrow, if I can't find it, I'll go to report the loss and make up for it."
"..." Ayi closed his eyes and raised his hand to cover his forehead, sighing in his throat, unable to sigh, he had nothing to say to him.
On the way home with A Yi, Su Jingyang found the drunken man who had molested him lying motionless on the ground.
The light was not very good, and Su Jingyang couldn't find the drunken man's abnormality. He stepped forward and kicked him, scolded him in a low voice, and then leaned over to get his clothes back from the drunk man's arms. .
Just as he was about to stretch out his hand, A Yi grabbed him.
A Yi frowned and said, "The clothes are wrinkled like this, what do you want them for?"
Su Jingyang thought he had misunderstood that he was picking up other people's clothes, so he turned around and explained to him, "These are my clothes."
"Of course I know it's your clothes, don't I know what clothes you're wearing today?" Ayi dragged him away and said, "Don't ask for it, it's full of other people's smells."
"The smell can be washed. This is the clothes from our boss. The quality is very good. It's a pity to lose it." , walking very fast, as if even the back is filled with a strong impatience and irritability.
This person must have a cleanliness addiction, and he doesn't like the smell of others on his clothes.
Su Jingyang looked down at the black jacket wrapped around him, thinking that he might not want this dress again.
Su Jingyang followed with his head sullen, and was speechless all the way. When he got home, Su Jingyang saw that Ayi pushed the door and went in, so he said that he would wash the clothes and return them to him tomorrow.
No matter whether he still wants his clothes or not, he still has to pay them back.
As soon as Su Jingyang finished speaking, the door slammed in response. Su Jingyang didn't tangle anymore, took a breath of air, and hurried back to his house.
When he entered, Ling Li hadn't slept yet, sitting in the hall with his clothes on, staring at the flickering candle in a trance, his figure was lonely and cold. Su Jingyang ran in and shouted, and then he got up in shock to meet him, and heaved a sigh of relief.
"You are..." Ling Li saw that he was in a state of embarrassment, holding a lantern in his hand, and holding wet clothes that were still dripping in his hands, and the black clothes wrapped around him were obviously... A Yi's.
Lingli's light brown eyes flickered slightly. Su Jingyang's face was pale and shivering, Ling Li hurriedly asked him to lie down under the quilt, and then went to bring him hot water to let him take a bath.
After Su Jingyang finished washing and changed his clothes, he finally felt that he had recovered. With a red nose, he went to the yard to wash A Yi's coat, sneezing while washing.
Seeing that Lingli was still busy in the kitchen, Su Jingyang raised his voice and asked what he was doing, and Lingli said that he was cooking ginger soup for him.
Su Jingyang wrung the washed clothes out to dry in the yard. Lingli cooked the ginger soup and brought it to him. Su Jingyang smiled and said to Lingli, "Ali is so good." Then he took it and blew while drinking.
Lingli took out something and handed it to Su Jingyang. Su Jingyang took it and looked at it, and the ginger soup in his mouth almost spit out. It turned out that he was looking for an identity card all night!
He was very surprised and asked where Lingli found it, and Lingli told him truthfully that it was given by A Yi.
Holding the bowl of ginger soup, Su Jingyang stood motionless with his eyes wide open, as if he was petrified in an instant.
Lingli: "Jingyang?"
Su Jingyang slapped his head sharply, and at this moment he finally came to his senses. The identity card must have been picked up by A Yi after he wrestled, and A Yi stopped him from behind because of this. And he was stupid and ran away, no wonder Ayi kept saying just now let him think about it...
Su Jingyang really lost to himself. But the strange thing is that his thinking really seems to be condensed, and he has never thought about this direction at all.
Su Jingyang can only understand that he has no confidence in A Yi, and when he heard him shouting behind him, he thought he was going to make fun of him again.
"No wonder he is willing to help you go out to find me. It turned out that he knew that I would return without success. He has a little conscience."
Ling Li's expression was stunned for a while. Su Jingyang saw that his expression was wrong and asked, "What's the matter, Li? Didn't you let him go out?"
"Yes, it's me." Ling Li clasped his hands tightly, raised his eyes subconsciously and looked at the courtyard wall, and said softly to Su Jingyang, "I'm worried about you, so I asked him for help. I went to see. Is the ginger soup still available? I'll go and serve you another bowl."
Su Jingyang shook his head and thought about it before saying, "Ali, do you have more Jiang Tang?"
Lingli nodded, and Su Jingyang said, "I'll serve a bowl to the one next door. He just took off his clothes for me. If he's cold and sick, my conscience will be disturbed."
Ling Li looked at him, his lips moved, and he said warmly: "Okay, I'll go to Sheng, and then send it over. You can rest first."
Ling left the kitchen, but Su Jingyang didn't go back to the room. He seemed to hear the person next door coughing. Su Jingyang felt uneasy. The ladder was standing by the wall, so Su Jingyang climbed up and stuck his head out of the wall to take a look.
The lights in Ayi's yard were bright, and Su Jingyang could see the whole picture at a glance.
A Yi just came out of the yard to fetch water, and soon found that the pair of big eyes with twinkling lights on the wall next door were sneaking towards this side.
You don't need to see the whole face to know who it is, because among the people he has ever seen, he is the only one whose eyes are so black and bright that it makes people dizzy.
Ayi hissed coldly, and said to him, "When will you be able to correct your problem?"
Su Jingyang didn't expect to be discovered by him so coincidentally, and felt a little guilty, "I just heard you cough, are you alright?"
A Yi took a few steps into the yard before saying, "I choked on the water."
Su Jingyang said: "People who have martial arts will choke when they drink water?"
A Yi gave him a roll of eyes, "Yeah, not only can I choke on drinking water, but I can still die in a hundred years, isn't it bad?"
Su Jingyang said again: "Don't drink water, open the door, and bring you ginger soup."
"Don't open. In the middle of the night, I'm afraid you'll be mean to me." Ayi said this, but took a few more steps towards the door.
Su Jingyang was speechless to him: "I didn't send it, Ali sent it to you."
Hearing that, Ayi stopped abruptly, turned to look at him, and said coldly, "You don't have hands and feet yourself?"
"Hey, I said, can't A Li send it to you? You are really difficult to serve." Su Jingyang lay on the wall for a while, suddenly looked back, and then his head disappeared behind the wall.
When Ayi heard some movement next door, he stood still and didn't leave, wanting to see what tricks he was up to. After a while, Su Jingyang appeared again, hanging a small bamboo basket with a rope in his hand, and swaying it down, there was a bowl of hot ginger soup.
Seeing that he was still standing there motionless, Su Jingyang shouted softly, "Come on, big brother! It's all over!"
Ayi: "..."
A Yi finally took a step forward, stretched out his hand to hold the ginger soup, and said to Su Jingyang, "You are really versatile."
"Otherwise, what can you do, you don't open the door for me, you think I want to."
Ayi didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he just stood there and finished drinking the ginger soup.
Su Jingyang lay there sleepily and waited, staring at his rolling Adam's apple with his eyes closed.
When he put the bowl back, Su Jingyang pulled up the rope and took the basket back to the bowl. After pursing his lips, Su Jingyang whispered to the young man who was standing under the wall and hadn't left: "Close the doors and windows, be careful of flower thieves in the middle of the night."
Under the moonlight, A Yi folded his arms, raised his dark and beautiful eyes to look at him, and said loudly, "—Go and sleep."