Restricted Area - Chapter 12

Jiang Chijing and Luo Hai have known each other for so many years.

The two can break up peacefully, and can be friends after the breakup, because they both know that each other is not suitable for their lovers.

Luo Hai is two years older than Jiang Chijing. In love, he always looks like a big brother, hoping that Jiang Chijing depends on him. He would remind Jiang Chijing to drink a cup of hot water in the morning, and stop to rest after using his eyes for a long time.

Jiang Chijing discovered early on that Luo Hai likes to take care of his lover as a younger brother, so when he first transferred to prison, he knew at a glance that Luo Hai treated a little kid in prison very special.

Conversely, Luo Hai could also see that Jiang Chijing didn’t like being taken care of.

He does not want to change his lifestyle, nor does he want to rely on others. His ideal love relationship is that the two sides sit on an equal footing, and there is no one looking up to the other.

There is no right or wrong way to fall in love, only suitable or not.

The two people’s preferences are completely different from each other’s type.

So just as Jiang Chijing understands Luo Hai’s preferences, Luo Hai also understands Jiang Chijing’s preferences, and there is no room for him to deny it.

Jiang Chijing didn’t want Luo Hai to misunderstand that he was interested in Zheng Mingyi. Although he was reluctant in every way, he had to honestly prepare for the blind date tonight.

The newly-purchased perfume has not been opened yet. After Jiang Chijing finished the toast and put the strawberry jam in the refrigerator, he remembered it anyway.

The fragrance retention effect of this perfume is not bad, and Jiang Chijing himself didn’t want to be too deliberate. He sprayed the perfume behind his ears and wrists before going to work. When he was off work, the faint scent was just right.

At nine o’clock in the morning, when Jiang Chijing returned from sending the letter, Zheng Mingyi was already waiting at the door of the library.

Jiang Chijing also knew that the central bank would release a series of data in the morning, affecting the stock market trend that day, so the warden asked him to be a “book boy” for Zheng Mingyi early in the morning.

“Declare in advance,” Jiang Chijing sat in the office area and turned on the computer, “you will do anything to me today. Don’t blame me for being polite.”

“Why are you welcome?” Zheng Mingyi followed into the office area and sat next to Jiang Chijing, his thighs still arbitrarily widened, and he didn’t mean to converge at all.

Jiang Chijing didn’t answer, but just looked at the computer screen, making it clear that he was too lazy to take care of Zheng Mingyi’s attitude.

The computer quickly heard a boot sound. Jiang Chijing put the mouse in front of Zheng Mingyi, and was about to let him open the webpage by himself. At this moment, Zheng Mingyi suddenly pressed the back of his hand and turned towards it without warning. Leaning over.

Jiang Chijing turned his head subconsciously and saw that Zheng Mingyi’s face was close at hand. He reflexively stepped back, his back pressed tightly against the office chair.

The office chair leaned back, and Zheng Mingyi also leaned forward.

“1017!”

Jiang Chijing frowned, trying to withdraw his hand from the mouse, but Zheng Mingyi pressed him firmly, confining him in the small space between his chest and the office chair.

For a moment, Jiang Chijing felt that Zheng Mingyi would kiss his neck.

His other hand was already on the baton, but before he could take off the baton, Zheng Mingyi’s nose moved away from the side of his face and looked at him face to face and said, “You sprayed on the perfume.”

The two were so close that Jiang Chijing could even smell Zheng Mingyi’s body laundry detergent for the prison. It was clear that the temperature in the morning was not high at all, but he felt that the area behind his desk was as hot as a steamer.

“You stay away from me.” Jiang Chijing pushed Zheng Mingyi away abruptly, and the back of the office chair creaked and returned to vertical.

“Did you always use this perfume?” Zheng Mingyi asked indifferently, holding the mouse, opening the webpage skillfully, looking at the computer screen with both eyes.

Only then did Jiang Chijing react to a problem.

In order to remind Zheng Mingyi before, he smashed the whole bottle of perfume into Zheng Mingyi’s bedroom. When I visited Zheng Mingyi’s house with Guan Wei last time, there were still fragments of perfume bottles remaining on the floor of the bedroom.

Isn’t this man’s nose so sharp?

“It has nothing to do with you.” Jiang Chijing said coldly.

“This page.” Zheng Mingyi raised his chin and gestured to the information on the web page, “Thank you, Officer Jiang.”

When Jiang Chijing saw that Zheng Mingyi was no longer mentioning perfume, he secretly relieved. He patiently read the news on the website, but didn’t read two lines. Zheng Mingyi looked at him and said: “You know Yes, Officer Jiang, my bedroom smells all of your perfume.”

“The consumer price index is…” Jiang Chijing almost didn’t bite his tongue.

“It’s a very special taste.” Zheng Mingyi said, “Grapefruit?”

This man’s nose is really good.

Jiang Chijing pretended not to hear, and continued to read: “The producer price index is…”

“Aren’t you curious why my house smells of your perfume?”

Jiang Chijing knew that he couldn’t mess up anymore, he exhaled, looked at Zheng Mingyi and asked, “Is it weird to use the same perfume?”

Zheng Mingyi thought for a moment, and said, “It’s not surprising, you continue.”

Jiang Chijing has found out, and this trick can’t be used to fool Zheng Mingyi. The more he fooled, the more tentative Zheng Mingyi was. Only by dealing with it upright would he not be able to see the flaws by Zheng Mingyi.

After reading the important economic news in the morning, Zheng Mingyi began to see the stock trend.

Jiang Chijing originally thought that he could rest for a while, but Zheng Mingyi handed the “Strawberry Planting Technique” to him again and said, “Please, Officer Jiang.”

Jiang Chijing couldn’t help but asked, “Can you hear what I’m reading when you look at the stocks?”

He strongly suspected that Zheng Mingyi was entering his right ear and leaving his left ear out, using his voice as background music when he was watching stocks.

However, Zheng Mingyi showed an inexplicable expression and looked at Jiang Chijing and asked, “Can’t you do two things with one heart?”

can not.

Reading is reading books, and watching stocks is watching stocks. Jiang Chijing believes that normal people cannot do two things that require thinking at the same time. He asked unexpectedly: “What is the flowering period of strawberries?”

Zheng Mingyi immediately replied: “April to May.”

“Fruit again?”

“From June to July, a strawberry can bear six or seven fruits.”

Okay, you’re good.

Jiang Chijing was choked with nothing to say. He picked up the book in his hand again. At this moment, Zheng Mingyi suddenly asked him: “Officer Jiang, are you trading in stocks?”

“Don’t fry.” Jiang Chijing said.

“why?”

“I don’t want to be treated as leeks.”

“If you follow me, you won’t be cut leek.”

Zheng Mingyi looked at Jiang Chijing’s eyes very sincerely, as if he really wanted to take Jiang Chijing to stocks, but Jiang Chijing didn’t want to appreciate it very much.

“Are you sure?” Jiang Chijing raised his eyebrows, and said with no shame, “Have you forgotten why you went to jail?”

Zheng Mingyi’s crime is malicious short-selling, which refers to the use of false transactions, spreading false rumors and other means to maliciously manipulate stock prices and seek self-interest. The wool comes out of the sheep. Since capitalists earn profits, ordinary retail investors can only be cut as leeks.

Taking a step back, even if Zheng Mingyi didn’t maliciously go short, but just went short normally, there would always be silly leeks cut off by him.

Jiang Chijing said this very rudely, after all, Zheng Mingyi was just chatting with him, but he mocked people.

It is rare for Zheng Mingyi not to answer the conversation, as if he was out of interest by Jiang Chijing and didn’t want to talk about this topic anymore. He faintly watched the stock trend, as if the conversation just now had never happened, but Jiang Chijing looked at his expression and suddenly became curious.

“Ask you a question.” Jiang Chijing took the initiative to touch Zheng Mingyi with his knee.

“Huh?” Zheng Mingyi turned his head.

“Selling maliciously,” Jiang Chijing paused, “Did you really do it?”

Jiang Chijing never cares about the nostalgia of prisoners. There are too many people with innocent minds in the prison. Everyone can make up a set of stories to beautify themselves.

And the reason why he asked Zheng Mingyi, he vowed that he didn’t want to be nosy, at most he wanted to provide a little help to Guan Wei.

Zheng Mingyi did not answer directly, but instead asked, “What do you think, Officer Jiang?”

Jiang Chijing didn’t think much, and blurted out: “I don’t know.”

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Chijing saw Zheng Mingyi faintly raised the corners of his mouth, as if the haze that had been swept away just now was swept away.

“you do not know.”

Zheng Mingyi repeated it with a smile, but Jiang Chijing then reacted afterwards, and he missed his mouth.

How can he say that he doesn’t know?

He is a prison guard and Zheng Mingyi is a prisoner. Of course, he should unconditionally believe the judge’s decision and said to Zheng Mingyi: I think you did it.

This is normal logic.

However, he just showed hesitation, which means that part of his heart believes that Zheng Mingyi is innocent. No matter how much this part is, it definitely won’t be zero anyway, otherwise he wouldn’t answer don’t know.

Jiang Chijing couldn’t help but feel a little upset about how Zheng Mingyi, a **** logical weird, reacted so swiftly to pick out his loopholes.

Zheng Mingyi’s mood has obviously improved a lot. He looked at the computer screen and changed the subject and said: “Officer Jiang, you are so beautifully dressed today, are you going to play in the city?”

Jiang Chijing still said: “It’s none of your business.”

Zheng Mingyi turned his head, looked up and down Jiang Chijing, and asked, “See netizens?”

Jiang Chijing was too lazy to say too much, and simply said perfunctorily: “Yes.”

“Is that so?” Zheng Mingyi nodded thoughtfully, “male netizen.”

Jiang Chijing couldn’t help feeling weird: “How do you know it’s a man?”

Zheng Mingyi’s tone was unwavering: “You like men.”

Jiang Chijing has never come out publicly. In the entire southern prison, except for Luo Hai, no one knows exactly his sexual orientation. He frowned slightly and emphasized: “I don’t like men.”

Jiang Chijing didn’t know what he was hiding. There seemed to be a voice in his subconscious that kept reminding him not to be exposed to Zheng Mingyi, otherwise he would be treated as a prey.

Zheng Mingyi didn’t continue this topic so far. He checked the time and stood up and said, “Happy date, Officer Jiang.”