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Jing Ci walked to the end of the corridor and was about to turn, but was suddenly caught by the back of his collar.

He turned his head, Ying Jiao was looking at him with a raised eyebrow: “Little classmate, wow, aren’t you going to say hello when you see your deskmate?”

Jing Ci was having a headache, so he was impatient with his teasing, knocked his hand off, and straightened his collar, and then moved on.

“What’s the matter?” Ying Jiao walked beside him, seeing that his expression was wrong, stepped in front of him and stood in front of him to take a closer look.

Is it because you didn’t do well in the exam?


Ying Jiao did not directly ask, fearing to irritate him, deliberately teased: “Are you being bullied again?”

“No.” Jing Ci’s head was sore, he didn’t want to talk, and said vaguely: “I’m just a little uncomfortable.”

After meeting Qiao Anyan this time, his headache was worse than last time.

“Have a cold?” Ying Jiao raised his hand and touched his forehead, then felt it carefully: “It’s not hot, is it stuffy in the classroom?”


He didn’t know if it was his illusion, but Jing Ci felt that after Yingjiao touched him, his painful head became much more comfortable.

“Then don’t go back, do you want me to stand outside with you?”

Jing Ci shook his head: “The end of the month is almost here, and the teacher will assign homework.” After a pause, he added: “I’m fine, I’m much better now.”

Ying Jiao saw that he persisted, so he could only accompany him to move forward.

Two people bypassed the second teaching building and walked to the small flower bed.

After the exam, the students rushed to the classroom anxiously, preparing for the holiday. But right now, there are only two of them.


Ying Jiao’s footsteps suddenly stopped, and in Jing Ci’s puzzled eyes, he reached out and grabbed the front of his school uniform.

Jing Ci was taken aback by him: “What are you doing?”

Ying Jiao didn’t say a word, took off his school uniform jacket and threw it on Jing Ci: “Help me take it…”

“F*ck, my back is a little dirty.” He cursed and took off the white T-shirt inside. “I wanted to take it off a long time ago, it made me feel bad all over.”

Jing Ci hadn’t had time to react yet when the upper body of the person in front of him was already exposed.

The boy is tall and straight, because he often exercises, his body is covered with a thin layer of muscles, and his body is beautiful and smooth. On his lower abdomen, the six pack abdominal muscles were looming.

Jing Ci was stunned for a moment. He even forgot to take care of the school uniform on him, and quickly turned his head away.

Ying Jiao smiled, reached out and took the school uniform covering him, and put it on: “How is it, how is your brother’s figure?”

Jing Ci pursed his lips without answering, and walked forward with his foot raised.

“Hey, this little classmate, I’m talking to you.” Ying Jiao chased up reluctantly, suffocating a smile: “Be reasonable, so many people can’t see it. What would you say your review is?”

Jing Ci found it hard to look at him, and said: “I didn’t want to look either.”

“Then why did you look at it?”

Ying Jiao, that rascal stood in front of Jing Ci, and while walking backwards, he forcefully asked: “Say, is it okay?”


Jing Ci was a little embarrassed, but he kept asking about it.

He frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and pushed him: “You get out of the way.”

Ying Jiao didn’t hide, but took advantage of Jing Ci’s wrist, took a few steps back, and vigorously dragged him into his arms.

“Tsk tusk tusk, little classmate, just say it if you want to touch it, and it’s not like I won’t let you.” Ying Jiao’s bad voice came from the top of his head: “What do you have to do so confusing?”

“Who wants to touch it!” Jing Ci was so angry that he couldn’t even feel his headache, so he stretched out his hand to push him: “Neuropathy!”

After speaking, bypassing Ying Jiao, he walked quickly to the classroom.

Seeing the little pervert change from his previous indifference to a fighting spirit injected with chicken blood. Ying Jiao chuckled and followed.

You should have forgotten about the exam now, right?

The provincial experiment is worthy of being a key high school. Although there were two days off, the teachers of each subject refused to let the students relax. The papers were sent out one by one. Soon, a pile of Jing Ci’s desktop was stacked.

He carefully collected all the papers, put them neatly into categories, and stuffed them into the bag.

Teacher Liu repeatedly emphasized the precautions on the podium: “Don’t run, don’t make trouble when you go out, watch when you cross the road. Come on Monday morning to study in the morning on time. School is also closed on Saturday, and the dormitory will not open tonight. When you come back on the third day, if you want to return to school early, you can come back early for self-study.”


Seeing that everyone is eager to return home, Teacher Liu did not say too much, and once again emphasized the need to pay attention to safety, and let the people go.

Jing Ci has found the address of his original home through the records on his mobile phone and checked the route home.

Teacher Liu said that after school was over, he went straight to the bus at the school gate.

The seventh shift is considered to be early, so there are not many people on the bus at this time.

Jing Ci found a seat by the door and sat down, holding his schoolbag, thinking about how to behave later.

He really has no experience with his parents, even if the relationship between the original body and his father does not seem to be very good, he does not know how to deal with it.

What if he cared? Does he say hello? Does it seem too polite?

What if he asked about his test results? Should he answer honestly or imitate the original body’s behavior?

Along the way, Jing Ci was thinking about everything, but he had a little expectation in his heart.

Jing’s family was not far from the provincial experiment. Soon, Jing Ci walked into a very nice neighborhood.

Jing’s family lived on the seventh floor. Jing Ci stood in front of the security door with the word “Fu” and took a deep breath before knocking on the door.

After wearing it for more than a month, he knew everything about the original body. Jing Ci had searched for it several times, but could not find the key to Jing’s house, that is to say, he didn’t have the key to the house in his hands.

“Who?” After a few seconds, the door opened a small slit from the inside, and an impatient female voice came: “What…”

Her gaze fell on Jing Ci, and the following words stopped abruptly.


“Who?” A middle-aged man came over with a glass of water. He is no longer young, and he can still see the handsomeness of when he was young. When he saw Jing Ci, he frowned, “Why are you back?”

Without waiting for Jing Ci to speak, he crackled and began to reprimand: “Didn’t I tell you not to go home? What’s the matter? Asking for money? Or were you driven back by the teacher?”

Jing Ci pursed his lips. The initial nervousness has long since disappeared. He raised his head to look at Jing Fu: “The school is closed for the end of the month.”

Father Jing felt that it was a little unbelievable: “It’s the beginning of November, what kind of end-of-month holiday are you taking?”

Having said that, he remembered that Jing Ci didn’t go home at the end of last month.

Jing Ci faintly explained: “Because of the mid-term exam, it was a few days late.”

Father Jing looked at him up and down a few times, and barely distinguished that he did not seem to be lying, and then pushed his wife Zhao Jinfeng: “Let him come in.”

Zhao Jinfeng rolled her eyes, reluctantly let go, and when he closed the door, he slammed the door.

“Okay, hurry back to your room when you come back!” Jing’s father looked at Jing Ci impatiently.

His ex-wife cheated, making his eldest son not pleasing to the eye.

What’s more, if this son is rebellious and doesn’t study well, it will only embarrass him.

Jing Fu looked at him warningly: “Listen up, don’t come out to disturb Miaomiao’s study, have you heard?”

Jing Miao is the half-brother of Jing Ci, three years younger than Jing Ci. He is currently in the first year of the Provincial Experimental Junior High School.

Unlike the original body who was stuffed in, Jing Miao was admitted on the basis of his own strength. Although he only entered a parallel class, it was also taken by himself.


Jing’s father likes this well-studied and well-behaved little son. Every day at the company, he only talks about Jing Miao. So many people don’t know that he still has another son named Jing Ci.

The reason why he was willing to spend money to let Jing Ci go to the provincial experiment was not to create a good learning environment for him, but because he was angry with Jing Ci’s biological mother.

He wanted to show Mother Jing her son, and under the same conditions, someone else gave birth to a lot better than her.

The mud she gave birth to something that can’t support the wall. Even if he spends money to send it to a good school, he can’t learn it well.

Jing Miao was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. Hearing what Jing’s father said, he looked up at Jing Ci while eating oranges, with provocation and pride in his eyes.

“I see.” For so many years, Jing Ci has suffered a lot of scorning, but he doesn’t care about Jing Miao. He changed his shoes calmly, and walked inside with his school bag on his back.

Father Jing faintly felt that the eldest son’s temper had improved, but he didn’t care, only that he had occasional convulsions.

He stared at Jing Ci, lest he do something inappropriate. Seeing Jing Ci turn to walk away, he immediately shouted: “What are you doing? Where are you going without going back to the room?”

Jing Ci looked back at him, his eyes indifferent: “Go to the kitchen to find something to eat, I haven’t eaten yet.”

Jing’s father suffocated. Since Jing Ci returned home now, he has not thought about this problem.

In order to hide his embarrassment, he turned to Zhao Jinfeng and said loudly, “Go get him something to eat!”

Zhao Jinfeng sat motionlessly beside Jing Miao, slowly peeling oranges to him: “I’m busy right now, let him do it himself.”

Father Jing frowned and wanted to say something, but his eyes fell on the younger son who looked exactly like him, and he didn’t say anything.


On the kitchen counter, there were leftovers. Jing Ci picked a large amount of potato stewed pork ribs and heated it up, and ate two bowls of cold rice in the rice cooker.

Washed all the pots and dishes that he had used before returning to his room.

Zhao Jinfeng looked at Jing Ci with weird eyes. When did this little beast become so sensible?

But it’s okay, she doesn’t want to wash the bowls he used, she thinks it is dirty.

The original room was on the dark side, the lighting was not good, and the place was not large. It only had a bed and a wardrobe, which filled the space. He had to walk sideways, and there was no desk.

Jing Ci cleaned up the room briefly, wiped the floor clean, put on his pajamas, sat on the floor, put his book on the bed and started to do his homework.

His favorite subject is mathematics, so the first thing he did was work on his math papers.

The papers usually issued are much simpler than the exams. It only took more than half an hour before Jing Ci completed his math paper.

The bed in the room was so short that Jing Ci had to cross his legs and squat when writing.

After half an hour, his whole body was numb.

Jing Ci put down the pen, rubbed his sore neck, stood up and was about to stretch his body, when his phone suddenly shook.

He looked down, and a few messages popped up on the screen–

[Jiao]: Little classmate, what are you doing?

[Jiao]: Still uncomfortable?

[Jiao]: Have you eaten yet?

Jing Ci was slightly startled.

Today, he saw his family, but Ying Jiao was the only one to asked him if he had eaten.

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2 thoughts on “DATSGEB-(20)

  1. Nauuuurr but it was so cute when Jing Ci felt his headache calm down and felt comfortable when Ying touched his forehead.
    Im such a sucker for these short sweet gestures.

    Thank you for the translation!! We appreciate you taking your time to do this ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

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  2. Hear again to comment on how much Jing’s family sucks 😀
    I mean the Father is so weird. Like he’s not his blood either. And honestly what does he have to do with his mother cheating? Did he force her too?
    Instead of being a good father, he’s being a douche. No wonder she left him but then again cheating is bad kids don’t do that

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