Two girls and a dog are eating oranges on the sofa.

Ji Yunyun asked, "Teacher Jian, have you watched Devil Doctor 2?"

"No."

"Then let's watch it now?"

Jian Jing became interested: "Okay."

The TV series "Devil Doctor 2" was online at 12 o'clock today. In just a few hours, the number of views has been very impressive.

Ji Yunyun wanted to watch it with bullet screen at first, but it was too dense and the male lead's face was not clear, so she had to turn it off and watch it again.

There are only two episodes today. The first episode uses narration to review the plot of the first season, and then the camera turns to a familiar yet unfamiliar hospital.

The face of the actor Qi appeared on the screen. The same suit and leather shoes, the same popularity among doctors and nurses, is completely the style of the devil.

Ji Yunyun said, "He is more..." She was stuck.

Jian Jing nodded, understanding what she meant: "More comfortable."

Shao Meng had already acted well, but Actor Qi was more relaxed, and his gestures were more casual, like a demon playing a game.

The narrator said: "Maybe someone will find that I have changed my face. This is just a trick, just like humans will get bored wearing the same clothes for a long time, and so will I." He

casually mentioned the change of the person and quickly got to the point: "New faces, new life, what remains unchanged is the boredom of humans, and... sin."

"It always follows you like a shadow, and you can see traces of it wherever you go."

"Ah, this is - the smell of food."

Behind the desk, the doctor in a white coat showed a happy and satisfied smile.

In the nearly 1-minute appearance, all the causes and consequences were explained clearly. Then, a new story began.

A villa in the midst of wind and rain, a virtuous and elegant wife, and a 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. The man who plays Mr. Qin jokes with his wife and they are having a good time. But if you look closely, you can easily find that he is not wearing a wedding ring.

And the mobile phone in his trouser pocket lights up from time to time.

"Killing the wife or the husband?" Someone next to him asked suddenly.

Ji Yunyun almost jumped up: "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 was reluctant to take her eyes away: "Let's finish watching it first and then eat."

Jian Jing: "Agree."

Ji Feng shook his head and sat down to watch it with them.

Time jumped to three months later.

One policeman said, "The evidence is insufficient, and it's hard to convict."

Another said, "We all know it's her, don't we?"

The devil, who usually comes to the police station to collect (food) intelligence, heard their conversation.

"Interesting." He said, and began to investigate the case.

Ji Feng said, "They gave a few close-ups of the security system. Well, this is rare. Tampering with the system can easily be discovered by the security company. How can it be insufficient? 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 appropriate to do this kind of fantasy in a crime drama? What kind of case is this?"

Jian Jing took a deep breath: "Knight."

The knight who was watching TV was startled and stood up suddenly: "Woof!"

She gestured.

The knight jumped up, threw himself on Ji Feng, squatted down, and swept his face with his tail, blocking his sight.

Ji Feng: "..."

He rubbed the dog's head, pinched its leg bones, and looked at its teeth: "Not bad dog."

"Thank you." Jian Jing said calmly, "Just a little better than you."

Ji Yunyun spurted out Sprite and laughed on the sofa: "Hahahaha, brother, you are a real dog."

Ji Feng patted the knight's head. Compared with the fancy TV dramas, he liked this familiar partner more: "Teacher Jian, what does the dog eat? I'll feed him first."

"Meat, eggs, and some fruit." She said.

"Okay." Ji Feng whistled, "Little guy, come and have dinner with me."

The knight did not move, waiting for instructions.

Jian Jing waved his hand: "Go ahead."

It then jumped off the sofa and followed all the way into the kitchen, not forgetting to bring the small backpack from the entrance.

Ji Feng opened it and found that it still contained its water cup and food bowl.

"Good dog." He continued to rub the dog's head vigorously and add food and water to it.

Without his hindrance, Jian Jing and Ji Yunyun quickly finished watching the first episode.

"Not bad." Ji Yunyun was very interested, "The murderer is not in suspense, but everyone must be curious about the method of committing the crime, and whether her heart is edible." Jian

Jing nodded, and put most of her worries at ease.

Ji Feng brought the dishes up, one by one at a fast speed, the aroma of the food rushed to the nose, and the white smoke curled up, lingering in the warm soft light.

Ji Yunyun asked, "What is Teacher Jian drinking? What about you?"

"Drinking." Ji Feng said to Jian Jing, "You drink, I'll take you home later."

Jian Jing looked him up and down for a moment, then slowly said, "Really?"

Ji Feng: "Nonsense."

"Okay, I'll drink beer." She said happily.

Ji Yunyun took out two cans of beer.

Ji Feng glanced at him: "Hey."

"I'm an adult, I want to drink too." Ji Yunyun was fearless and threw a bottle of coconut juice in front of him, "You drink this." It's

New Year's Day, you can't beat the children. Ji Feng endured it, took a look at Jian Jing's fancy manicure, shook his head, and opened the pull ring for them.

Snow-white foam overflowed, with the aroma of malt in the bitterness.

On the table there was a dish of twice-cooked pork, thinly sliced ​​pork belly, crispy and slightly spicy, a dish of fried eggplant, full of oil and sauce, smelling great, a dish of fish slices in sour soup, the smell of pickled cabbage leaves whetted people's appetite, and there were also fragrant braised shrimps, hot tomato beef pot, and two vegetables.

Jian Jing looked at the dishes, then looked at Ji Feng, and was extremely surprised: "People who work overtime all day long actually have time to learn how to cook?"

"He used to cook for me." Ji Yunyun peeled the shrimp shells and explained, "It was my turn to cook after I started working."

Ji Feng rolled his eyes: "You will have to eat leftovers tomorrow."

Jian Jing was shocked: "Working?" The second day of the Chinese New Year? !

"On duty," he said. "I can't help it. We don't have enough staff. Everyone else has gone back to their hometowns. They won't be back until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year."

"It's really hard work," she said with regret, but her sincerity was lacking.

Ji Feng didn't bother with her: "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."

Putting aside these little episodes, this meal was still a pleasant one.

The dishes were very homely, not as exquisite and perfect as those made by chefs outside. The process was very casual. For example, the tomato beef pot was made with corn, carrots, tender tofu and enoki mushrooms, all of which were Ji Yunyun's favorites.

Also, the braised prawns were not put in chili because Ji Yunyun couldn't eat spicy food, so they lacked a bit of kick. The thickness of the fish slices was not even, and they were not as thin and transparent as those in the hotel. There were also many bones.

There were many flaws, but it was precisely this imperfection that was the taste of home-cooked food.

Jian Jing couldn't help but think of her parents.

They were busy with work, and they rushed to cook after work every day, so there were always defects of one kind or another. Sometimes they bought vegetables late, the vegetables were not fresh, and they were too tough to chew. Sometimes they added too much soy sauce because their hands were shaking when they answered a phone call.

"Is it unpalatable?" Ji Feng touched his chin, "You were actually in a daze?"

Jian Jing came back to her senses and said unhappily: "I thought of something."

"What?"

"When I was with my parents," she said.

The table suddenly became quiet.

Ji Yunyun looked at her brother with a little uneasiness.

Ji Feng shook his head at her and asked in a particularly provocative way: "What, do you want to join our family?"

Jian Jing: "..." She took a deep breath, not wanting to resort to violence in front of her sister, and said coldly, "Don't be too imaginative."

Ji Feng: "Just a joke."

"Not funny."

"Okay, okay." He nodded perfunctorily, and after a while, he said, "Eat more, 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."

"It's okay." Perhaps if you have never had it, you won't feel the pain. Ji Yunyun regrets, but rarely feels sad for her mother. In fact, the most important relative in her life has always been her brother.

So, even if he was a bad brother, she still had to fight for him: "Dad rarely came home, he was the one who took care of me. When I was in elementary school, he came to pick me up every day after school, even though it was only 10 minutes by bus."

Jian Jing raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at Ji Feng.

He didn't say anything.

"I can't tell." She smiled and pretended not to understand anything.

Ji Yunyun reluctantly said: "Yes, although he is a bit bad-mouthed and has a low EQ, but..." She couldn't say anything else after a long time, so she said dryly, "He looks okay. Several of my classmates praised him for being handsome. By the way, at the last parent-teacher meeting, the Chinese teacher asked for his phone number."

Jian Jing flattered and pretended to be surprised: "Really?"

"Yes, the teacher called me and told me that she wrote about murder in her composition and asked me to pay more attention to the child's physical and mental health." Ji Feng laughed.

Ji Yunyun: "..."

Jian Jing laughed.

The clock moved one by one, and soon it was past nine o'clock. Ji Yunyun said that she had made an appointment with her classmates to play a murder online, 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 murdered when Yunyun was in elementary school."

Jian Jing was shocked: "Murdered? The murderer..."

"He turned himself in." He said softly, "This case is very special."

A murder case that has been solved would not make him so cautious, and there must be a hidden story that touches people's hearts.

Jian Jing couldn't help but look at him.

"It's late." He said, "I'll take you home."

"Okay."

On the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the streets were almost empty. The population of Heping City has dropped to the lowest point of the year, and the city is more empty than ever before.

"The days during the New Year are the most peaceful." Ji Feng sighed, "There are fewer people, so there are fewer cases."

Jian Jing agreed: "All murders are caused by human nature."

"Will you be disappointed in people after seeing so many of them?" he asked.

Jian Jing asked back: "Will you?"

"Occasionally."

She was slightly surprised and turned to look at him.

Ji Feng drove the car attentively, and at first glance he looked no different from usual. But Jian Jing knew that was not the case. This person was extremely sensitive to the outside world, so he was often annoying. At the same time, he was very secretive about his inner thoughts.

His desire to explore far exceeded his desire to tell, and few people could guess what he was thinking.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He raised his eyebrows.

Jian Jing said: "This is the first time I've seen someone drunk from drinking coconut milk. It's a bit strange."

Ji Feng rolled his eyes.

"You have a problem." She said, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"Can't we just chat?"

Jian Jing said: "Okay, what do you want to talk about?"

"I forgot."

"Oh."

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 her: "Let's go."

"Wait." Jian Jing patted the rider, signaling it not to rush home, and looked at him and asked, "You really won't tell me?"

Ji Feng thought about it and sighed: "Next time."

"Will you tell me next time?" She was skeptical.

He said: "I don't know, I'll try my best."

Jian Jing didn't ask any more questions.