Sorry for the late update! I have been kinds busy with Uni~

Thanks to Ying Jiao’s help, all the Ping An Fruit that Jing Ci received was cleaned up, and there was only one left by him.

Ying Jiao was very satisfied with the result. When he was tired of answering questions, he occasionally glanced inside Jing Ci’s desk, and he was motivated to keep working.

After lunch, Jing Ci looked over the Mathematics Olympiad from his seat. Ying Jiao peeled a piece of coconut candy, and just put it in his mouth, when Teacher Liu suddenly came in.

The noisy class fell silent for an instant. He Zhou and Zheng Que were looking at their mobile phones. They were so scared that they stuffed their phones into their sleeves, praying secretly that Teacher Liu hadn’t seen them.

Assuming they were lucky, Teacher Liu didn’t pay attention to them at all. As soon as he entered the door, he went straight to Ying Jiao and knocked on his desk with a serious expression: “Come with me.”

Ying Jiao threw the candy wrapper into the trash can and stood up: “Okay.”

Teacher Liu didn’t take him to the office, but went to the corner at the end of the corridor, he looked around to see no one, and took out a light blue letter paper from his trouser pocket.

Ying Jiao raised his eyebrows when he saw this: “You have a daughter?”

Teacher Liu didn’t understand what he meant for a while, frowned and said, “What?”

Ying Jiao pointed to the letter paper in his hand and smiled: “Didn’t you come to send me a love letter for your daughter?”

Teacher Liu: “…”

Teacher Liu was so angry that he said, “Do you think the whole world has a crush on you?”

Ying Jiao fiddled with the coconut candy in his mouth with the tip of his tongue, and leaned lazily against the protruding window sill: “Yes.”


Teacher Liu couldn’t bear it, so he said coldly: “I don’t have time to play around with you! I have business to tell you.”

“You say.”

Teacher Liu handed him the letter paper, and said with a black face, “Look at this.”

“What is it?” Ying Jiao opened the letter and read it through.

Ying Jiao was dumbfounded, this is a love letter, a love letter to him.

“What’s the matter with you and Qiao Anyan?” Teacher Liu patted the window sill, wanted to raise his voice but was afraid of being heard, and said in a low voice, “The love letter has been sent to me!”

The Ping An fruit that Qiao Anyan gave to Ying Jiao was placed on the top of the box by Jing Ci.

Ying Jiao and Zheng Que went to the office to send out the fruits. Of course, he gave the fruit to Teacher Liu first. As a result, the last Ping An Guo, together with the love letter in it, was delivered to Teacher Liu.

“How is this my business?” Ying Jiao sneered: “I didn’t write to him.”

Ying Jiao crumpled the letter paper into a ball without any pity, and stuffed it into his trouser pocket: “How did it end up with you?”

“It was the Ping An fruit you gave me!” Teacher Liu subconsciously followed his words and asked again, “Are you two really okay?”

Teacher Liu has taught for so many years to prevent boys and girls from falling in love early. This is the first time that he saw a boy write a love letter to another boy.

He pondered for a whole morning and drank two large bottles of chrysanthemum tea. He even thought about the worst result. The search engine history on the mobile phone is all similar to “What should I do if a student is found to be gay?” and “Homosexuality.” Can it be changed?”, “Should gay students be severely reprimanded or gently pacified? Those types of questions.


He searched to see what would appear that was relevant to what he was looking for. Students that were discriminated against by their teachers and classmates, committed suicide by jumping off a building, cutting their wrists, or taking sleeping pills because of their different sexual orientations.

 Teacher Liu was frightened into a cold sweat, and immediately dispelled the idea of ​​immediately informing the head teacher of Class 11, and decided to talk to Ying Jiao first.

“What can be done?” Ying Jiao mocked: “If it weren’t for Jing Ci, I wouldn’t even know who he is.”

Because Qiao Anyan had a fight with Jing Ci, Ying Jiao specially asked Zheng Que to take him to take a look at Qiao Anyan’s appearance. At the same time, Ying Jiao discovered that after the mid-term exam, the person who spilled water on him and then insisted on washing his clothes was Qiao Anyan.

And now…

Ying Jiao looked down and sneered, so the last time he poured water was done deliberately because of this?

“That’s good, that’s good,” Teacher Liu breathed a sigh of relief, and squeezed his temples: “This matter…don’t think about this matter anymore, and don’t publicize it, okay?”

“I have a sense of measure.”

Ying Jiao responded, and was about to ask if it was okay to leave, but suddenly found something was off.

He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Teacher Liu: “You said this love letter was stuffed in the package of Ping An fruit?”

“Yes,” Teacher Liu said silently, “I don’t know what you children are thinking about every day…”

Ying Jiao suddenly smiled.

That box filled with Ping An fruits was given by others for Jing Ci, so how could this letter be mixed in the box of fruits?

Did he put it in accidentally? After all, the two of them are at the same table, and it’s normal for things to be misplaced.

But there is an extremely small possibility…

Thinking of that possibility, Ying Jiao raised his lips slowly.

When Teacher Liu saw him suddenly laughing, the alarm bells rang in his heart. How can he not understand the character of his student?


Teacher Liu was afraid that Ying Jiao’s curiosity would be aroused, and would try dating a boy, and couldn’t help but ask again: “You and Qiao Anyan are really fine? There will be no future?”

“What do you think?” Ying Jiao said helplessly.

Somehow, he was born with an inexplicable sense of dislike for Qiao Anyan, and said without mercy: “He has a lot of brain pits as if he has been exposed to nuclear radiation. I think it is contaminated at first glance, let alone being able to accept him.”

Teacher Liu: “…”

Teacher Liu now truly believes Ying Jiao.

He waved his hand for Ying Jiao to go back, and said: “You help me call Jing Ci over.”

Ying Jiao frowned: “What does this have to do with him?”

“It’s not about this, it’s about the competition.”

“Okay.” Ying Jiao nodded and agreed: “Then I’ll go back first.”

The big rock in Teacher Liu’s heart completely fell to the ground, and he decided to raise the matter with the headteacher of Class 11 tactfully later. He can only do this. As for how the teacher in charge of Class 11 will deal with it, it is not for him to decide.

Teacher Liu was so relaxed that he lost his vigilance. He didn’t even think about it carefully. If he were a real straight man, how could Ying Jiao react so calmly when he heard that a boy wrote a love letter to him.

After a while, Jing Ci came over.

“Teacher, are you looking for me.”

“Yeah,” Teacher Liu looked at Jing Ci, and his tone was much softer than when he was talking to Ying Jiao: “Teacher wants to tell you something.”

He considered his tone: “Don’t get excited after you listen, and don’t be angry.”

Jing Ci’s heart was tense, and he subconsciously wondered if something happened on the Jing family’s side. He nodded slowly: “Say it.”

“From next year, the Ministry of Education will completely cancel the college entrance examination Olympiad points bonus policy.” Teacher Liu was angry and regretful: “It is estimated that the news will be sent out tomorrow, so don’t be reconciled. If you are out of luck, you still have time to catch up. At this time, none of us can do anything about it.”

After receiving the news from the principal in the morning, Teacher Liu was confused for several minutes. The cancellation of the college entrance examination and Mathematical score bonuses has been a big issue for so many years before, and there was no result. However, no one thought that it would be implemented at this time.


If it was before, this would have nothing to do with Teacher Liu. But now it’s different. Their class has Jing Ci. This kid is gnawing at a Mathematical Olympiad book in order to compete in the competition. Wouldn’t he collapse when he hears this news?

Teacher Liu was also angry, but in front of Jing Ci, he had to act a little more calmly so as not to aggravate Jing Ci’s negative emotions.

However, to Teacher Liu’s expectation, Jing Ci was surprised, and then said: “Okay, I see.” There was nothing more.

There was no breakdown, no sadness, or even shock. It was such a simple sentence that made Teacher Liu even more worried.

Jing Ci was already sensible, on the surface he looked quite calm, but in fact he didn’t know how he was dealing with the news. And holding it back, what if something goes wrong?

Teacher Liu worried: “You don’t have to hide in front of teacher, the teacher knows your mood. If you have any opinions, tell teacher of your worries.”

“Thank you, I’m really fine.” Jing Ci smiled at Teacher Liu, his heart warm.

He studied Mathematical Olympiad purely for interest, bonus points are just icing on the cake, and it will not make him sad or angry.

Teacher Liu asked uncertainty: “You really don’t care?”

Jing Ci nodded and said firmly: “I can get good grades without adding those 20 points.”

Teacher Liu was taken aback, and then he slapped Jing Ci’s shoulder twice: “Good boy! Worthy of being my student.”

When Jing Ci returned to the classroom, the lunch break bell hadn’t rung yet. However, Ying Jiao was already working on his papers spontaneously, with a faint smile on his face, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Seeing him back, Ying Jiao put down his pen and asked: “What did Old Liu say?”

“Explain to me about the cancellation of the mathematics bonus for the annual college entrance examination.” Jing Ci sat down and answered calmly.

“What?” The good mood of Ying Jiao suddenly disappeared. He looked at Jing Ci. It was rare that he was at a loss for words: “Then what are you going to do?”

“It’s okay, I wasn’t doing it for the 20 points.” Jing Ci opened the Mathematical Olympiad book, and smiled: “It would be better if it did, but it doesn’t matter if it doesn’t.”

Ying Jiao took a closer look at Jing Ci’s face, and he was relieved to see that he really didn’t care too much.

He underestimated Jing Ci.

Although Jing Ci always blushed when he was teased by him, he was never weak in his heart. On the contrary, he was still very strong. No matter what kind of pressure, he could calmly shrug it off.


No extra points, then what’s the point?

His little classmate can win first place in the exam and does need extra points.

After being interrupted by this matter, Ying Jiao had to stop his plan with the Ping An matter.

He can only regret this matter in his heart and ask again when he has the chance.

The next day, the college entrance examination canceled the policy of having extra points from the Mathematical Olympiad, which really caused an uproar in the school.

Many students in the competition class couldn’t accept it. After so many years of hard work, the Ministry of Education said it was canceled. There was no sign of it. Who can stand it?

Yes, mathematics is good, maybe they can avoid the college entrance examination and go directly to the independent enrollment of colleges and universities. But to achieve this level, it is impossible to only win a provincial first prize, at least they should be able to reach the finals and win third place.

But every year, almost a thousand people win the provincial first prize in the National Mathematical League. Among these thousand people, only about two hundred can enter the finals.

It is not an exaggeration to say that a single-plank bridge is crossed by thousands of troops.

What’s more, Donghai Province is also a weak province in competition. Every year, people who can enter the finals are counted with one hand.

Suddenly, all kinds of discussion posts appeared on the forum, and everyone was not in the mood to study. The people in the original competition class exploded, and a few high school seniors who had won awards and were preparing to get their extra points directly collapsed.

The students were emotional, and the teacher was a little bit uncomfortable.

The school couldn’t help it. It stopped the second night of self-study for an unprecedented time, and only let the students go to school after the first self-study.

“Little classmate,” Ying Jiao looked at Jing Ci packing things in his school bag, and asked him, “What are you doing tonight?”

Jing Ci thought for a while and said, “Eat a Ping An fruit, and then go to sleep.”

Ying Jiao laughed: “It’s that simple?”

Jing Ci asked suspiciously: “Otherwise?”

Ying Jiao stood up, leaned in his ear and whispered: “Brother will take you out to play, want to go?”

It is true that he wants to spend Christmas Eve with Jing Ci, and it is also true that he wants him to relax.


Jing Ci was too tight, normal studies and math competitions are never ignored, and he also helps other students with questions in his spare time. Even during the holidays he basically spent time self-studying due to various reasons.

It just happened that the college entrance examination canceled the competition to add points, and Ying Jiao wanted to make him happy.

“Go out?” Jing Ci was taken aback, then shook his head: “The school will not let students go out at night.”

“It’s okay,” Ying Jiao took the schoolbag in his hand and rubbed his head smoothly: “Today there is only one night of self-study, and it’s less than 9:30. Let’s go out and have a little more supper, and we will be back just in time before eleven o’clock.”

Jing Ci didn’t want to do anything that violated school rules.

Ying Jiao continued and said: “Today is Christmas Eve, and there may be colored lights on the street, which is pretty.”

Jing Ci hesitated for a while: “You…are not playing around right?”

Ying Jiao fiddled with the lighter in his hand and laughed: “No.”

Jing Ci asked again: “Then how do we get out?”

“The doorman uncle knows me well, have you forgotten?” Ying Jiao pulled him out of his seat and smiled: “Just say hello to him.”

Jing Ci still hesitated and confirmed again: “Can we be back before eleven?”

“Don’t worry.” Ying Jiao reached out his hand and turned off the lights in the classroom, and brought the door to him: “When have I ever lied to you?”

It was rare not to have the second night of self-study, even if the shadow of the cancellation of the Olympiad for the college entrance examination is still there, it made the students extremely excited.

At this moment, the entire third floor was empty, the students had already run out, and only two of them were left in the entire corridor.

Under the warm yellow light, Jing Ci looked up and met Ying Jiao’s smiling eyes.

His heart beats fast and he curls his fingertips uncontrollably.

Today is Christmas Eve, Ying Jiao wants to play…

In both worlds, Ying Jiao treats him well. He has nothing to return for Ying Jiao, so he lets him do what he wants.

If they get caught, he would say that it was his idea. Fortunately, he got first place in the monthly exam, which can be regarded as an amulet.

“Go.” Jing Ci looked down: “We won’t go far.”

Ying Jiao looked at his thick and slender eyelashes, and his heart was too soft: “Okay, it’s up to you.”

Jing Ci was a little uncomfortable since this was the first time to do such an extraordinary thing. When he arrived at the security booth, he subconsciously took a step towards Ying Jiao.


In the pavilion, it was indeed the uncle of the doorman from last time. Ying Jiao said a few words, and he let them go.

“Don’t make it too late, come back early.” It was unknown where the uncle got half-bloomed roses, but he put them in the vase while saying: “I change shifts at half past ten.”

Ying Jiao immediately understood his meaning and smiled at him: “I see, thank you Uncle.”

The two walked out of the school smoothly.

They only have one and a half hour, and can only travel around the school.

Ying Jiao took a look at the time, then turned towards Jing Ci and said, “Go to the video game city? Do you like to play games?”

Jing Ci paused slightly, then nodded slightly: “I like it.”

Ying Jiao noticed his strangeness and thought he didn’t like it, and said, “Still hiding with me? If you don’t like it, we will find another place.”

“No.” Jing Ci didn’t want him to misunderstand him, so he told the truth: “I haven’t been there.”

Ying Jiao’s breath suffocated, how could Jing Ci have never been to the video game city…

Was his family conditions bad before?

Ying Jiao didn’t dare to think deeply about the past, and worried that he would be disappointed by his gaffe. He slowly exhaled and smiled: “Then we will go to the video game city.”


There is a department store near the provincial experiment, and the fifth floor is a cinema plus a small video game city.

Today is Christmas Eve, and most couples go for a date in a more romantic place, but there are not many people in places like the video game city.

Ying Jiao got some game currency, and introduced Jing Ci to the type of games as he walked: “There are some mole smashers and claw machines over there, next to it is a racing car, and the front is a shooting game. Which one do you want to play?”

Considering that Jing Ci had never played before, Ying Jiao suggested: “Why don’t we beat some moles first?”

Jing Ci shook his head: “Let’s play shooting.”

Ying Jiao blew a whistle: “Wow, little classmate, your character is quite wild, then let’s go shoot.”

A row of shooting machines was empty. Ying Jiao picked a two-player game, put in some game coins, changed four guns, and taught Jing Ci how to play by hand.


Jing Ci’s learning ability is very strong, coupled with the simplicity of this game, he can grasp it quickly.

Men love adventure in their bones. In the past, Jing Ci had been suppressing his own nature, but shooting this kind of thing can most inspire enthusiasm.

Jing Ci carried a gun, fixed his eyes on the screen, and shot from time to time, apparently already immersed in it.

The central air conditioner was turned on in the mall, and the temperature was moderate. Jing Ci’s movements were a bit heavy, and sweat was unknowingly forming on his forehead, and the black hair on his forehead was slightly wet. His face was slightly red from the excitement, and he looked a little bit more youthful than usual.

He killed a zombie with a single shot, turned his head and looked at Ying Jiao with bright eyes.

“Beautiful.” Ying Jiao followed closely, adjusted the angle, and knocked down a zombie with a bang: “Continue.”

Although the two have never played together, they have a tacit understanding. One person guarded one direction and shot the zombies coming up continuously.

At the end of a game, he unexpectedly got a high score.

“Wow, that’s good.” Ying Jiao slapped Jing Ci and shook Jing Ci’s hand before letting go: “Sure enough, it’s the official CP. That’s why we have such a tacit understanding. Do you want to play something else?”

Jing Ci’s excitement had not faded, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he selectively ignored the first half of his sentence and nodded.

At the end of the second round, the scores of the two players were a little higher than the first round. Jing Ci looked at the screen regretfully: “I almost killed the zombie, otherwise our score would have been higher.”

Ying Jiao looked at him obsessed with the score and couldn’t help but smile and handed a glass of orange juice over: “Drink some.”

Jing Ci came back to his senses, only to feel a little thirsty. He looked at Ying Jiao embarrassedly: “When did you buy it?”

“I just told the waiter over there when I went to the bathroom. He brought it here.” Ying Jiao lowered his head and took a sip, frowning deliberately, “What is this, why is it so sour?”

Jing Ci said in surprise: “It doesn’t taste sour, it tastes good.”

“Impossible.” Ying Jiao said firmly: “Or is your cup different from mine.”

“Probably not?” Jing Ci was puzzled: “They are all made by the same company.”


“It’s definitely different.” Ying Jiao reached out and took Jing Ci’s orange juice: “If you don’t believe me, I will taste yours.”

He lowered his head and took a sip: “Sure enough, your cup is sweeter than mine.”

“Really?” Jing Ci didn’t believe it, he didn’t think much, took a sip from Ying Jiao’s cup, and tasted it carefully: “It’s almost the same.”

“I think it’s a lot worse,” Ying Jiao grinned as he bit Jing Ci’s straw, “Or is there something special in your mouth, why don’t you let me try it?”

Jing Ci was taken aback, then his face flushed. He turned his head in embarrassment, and said nonsense: “Let’s play, play games.”

Ying Jiao took advantage of him and was satisfied. Without teasing Jing Ci about this anymore, he raised his gun and said, “Come on, I’ll show you Brother’s marksmanship.”

The two of them played until more than ten o’clock, the mall was about to close, and then they left.

Ying Jiao bought a large portion of oden at the 24-hour convenience store nearby, took it in his hand, and asked Jing Ci: “Which one do you want?”


Ying Jiao took the piece of tofu in his hand and avoided it when Jing Ci reached out to pick it up.

Jing Ci looked at him suspiciously: “What’s the matter?”

As the New Year approaches, the banyan trees on both sides of the street are covered with small red lanterns, shining brightly, hitting Ying Jiao’s handsome face, making him look more lazy and cynical.

He looked sideways at Jing Ci, and said lazily: “Call me brother, and I will give it to you.”

Jing Ci glared at him, did not speak, and continued to move forward.

Ying Jiao walked with two long legs and followed him one step behind. He thoughtfully said, “You don’t want to call me brother. Do you want to call me something else? Yes, after all, you are my little wife. So you must call me…”

Jing Ci turned his head suddenly, gritted his teeth and interrupted him: “Who are you, you…”

He couldn’t say the next three words for a long time.

Ying Jiao looked at his flushed cheeks, gave a low smile, guessing that the tofu is not hot anymore, and brought it to his lips: “Eat.”

Jing Ci reflexively opened his mouth, only then did he realize that the two postures were as if Ying Jiao was feeding him. He quickly avoided his hand and took the tofu and held it by himself.

There were no people around the school at night. On the huge streets, except for the occasional vehicles, there were the only two pedestrians.


In front of the small shops on both sides of the street, there is mostly a tall or short Christmas tree. Colorful lights circle after circle around the tree, shining with various colors in the night.

Ying Jiao and Jing Ci ate oden while walking to school. Every now and then, the sound of two people talking blew with the wind.

“Do you want beef balls or fish balls?”

“Beef balls.”

“Do you prefer beef balls better, and not the other because of the fishy smell?”


They left behind the Christmas trees one after another, getting further away until they couldn’t be seen, as if they spent Christmas together year after year hand in hand.

When Ying Jiao and Jing Ci arrived at the school gate, it was just half past ten. It is a pity that the doorman has changed shifts, and now guarding in the security booth is a veteran who is known as a truant killer.

“What to do?” Jing Ci was a little nervous: “Will he let us in?”

Ying Jiao looked at his tight face and smiled, “Dare to jump the wall?”

Jing Ci was taken aback: “Jumping over the wall?”

“Remember where we took the takeout?” Ying Jiao led him to the west: “From there you can jump into the school.”

Jing Ci had never done anything so extraordinary since he was a child. He didn’t have much confidence to object: “I…try it.”

Standing outside the wall that was obviously shorter than elsewhere, Ying Jiao lowered his head and asked Jing Ci, “Are you afraid?”

He is not afraid of difficulties and hardship, but he was a little bit unable to pass the psychological barrier.

Jing Ci pursed his lower lip and closed his eyes: “Let’s jump.”

Ying Jiao saw him look like he was about to die, and smiled: “I will jump first. You watch how I jump. If you don’t think it’s possible, don’t push yourself, you know?”

Jing Ci nodded.


In the past few years, Ying Jiao was taken by his grandfather to do special training, let alone a low wall, even if it is doubled, it can’t stop him.

He grasped the bulge on the wall, used his hands and feet together, and quickly turned to the other end flexibly.

“Did you see what I did just now?” Ying Jiao said to Jing Ci across the wall: “Do you want me to give you another demonstration?”

“No need.” Jing Ci didn’t want him to jump twice, so he opened his mouth and refused.

He recalled the action that Ying Jiao had just done, tried his best to focus, and climbed up strangely.

“Smart.” Ying Jiao raised his eyes and looked at him, without hesitating to praise him: “Jump down.”

The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were filled with smiles, and his handsome face looked very soft at the moment, and he was a little distracted.

No one has ever cared about him like this, and no one has tried to take him to the festival…

When Ying Jiao saw that he hadn’t come down for a long time, he thought he was scared. After taking two steps forward, he whispered softly: “Don’t worry, I promise I won’t let you fall, just jump.”

Jing Ci recovered, nodded, and jumped off the wall with one hand.

He had never done anything like this before. When he landed, he was a little unstable, and he staggered, and bumped into Ying Jiao.


Ying Jiao held back all night, and by now he couldn’t help it. He stretched out his hand to hug him and asked softly in his ear: “Were you happy today?”


“Why are you happy?”

“I did a lot of things that I haven’t done before, like spending Christmas Eve, shooting guns, jumping over walls… It’s fresh and exciting.”

Ying Jiao laughed, and reached out to touch his head.

This little classmate is easy to satisfy.

Jing Ci didn’t push him away, he hesitated for a few seconds, then asked Ying Jiao: “Then were you happy today?”


Ying Jiao lowered his eyes, kissed his hair gently in a place that Jing Ci didn’t know, and said with a low smile: “When have I been unhappy with you?”

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3 thoughts on “DATSGEB-(46)

  1. The date????? They’re so cute it drives me insane YING JIAO THAT LAST LINE ‘When have I ever been unhappy with you?’ One hit KO I’m dead on the ground

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