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It’s not that Jing Ci never slept with Ying Jiao.
Last time at Ying Jiao’s house, the two of them shared the same quilt.
But this time was different. After Ying Jiao said he liked him, and now wanted to sleep together, Jing Ci always felt inexplicably ashamed.
His cheeks were hot, his eyes were lowered, and he forced himself to calm down: “Learn…the school rules, you can’t sleep together.”
“What’s so difficult about this,” Ying Jiao chuckled, holding Jing Ci’s fingers and playing carefully: “Just tell Old Liu to transfer you to my dormitory.”
The love in his heart almost overflowed. Just looking at Jing Ci, he felt that the sky was clear, and all his troubles were gone.
“Not to mention that I can sleep with my little sweet wife, isn’t it a matter of course?”
“No.” Jing Ci pulled out his hand, but couldn’t pull away, he involuntarily moved to the side, his mind was in a mess, and he said in a confused manner: “The bed… the bed is too small.”
Ying Jiao couldn’t hold back and laughed.
When Jing Ci reacted to what he said, he stayed still for a while, and then almost couldn’t wait to find hole to crawl in.
“So you like big beds,” Ying Jiao nodded and said solemnly, “But what if I like small beds? You have nowhere to move around, so you can only hug me tightly and be held by me all night.”
He leaned on Jing Ci’s side and whispered, “Or you can lie on me if you want, that’s…”
Jing Ci really couldn’t listen anymore, so he reached out and covered his mouth: “Don’t, don’t say it.”
Ying Jiao looked at him with a smile on his face, pulled his hand down, and kissed the palm of his right hand: “I was wrong just now.”
Jing Ci looked up at him.
Ying Jiao smiled: “I forgot that Brother Ci has obsessive-compulsive disorder, so I can only kiss your left hand.” He lowered his head and kissed Jing Ci’s palm again: “Now I made it up.”
There was a soft touch in the palm of his(JC) hand, and the numb feeling flowed from his arm to his whole body.
Jing Ci’s heart was pounding and his breathing was a little short. He pushed Ying Jiao away and stood up abruptly.
“Okay, I won’t tease you anymore.” Seeing Jing Ci’s embarrassment, and seeing him want to run away, Ying Jiao cleared his throat, and pressed him on his bed again: “Let’s talk business.”
Jing Ci adjusted his breathing, tried to calm himself down, and lowered his eyes: “What’s the matter?”
Ying Jiao reached out and raised his chin slightly, looked into his eyes, and said seriously, “So have you decided if you want a boyfriend?”
The heat that had just subsided on Jing Ci’s face came back in an instant, he clenched his fists and finally found a trace of clarity.
“I…” His lips moved, but he didn’t say anything.
Jing Ci was able to score full marks on a test every time. At this moment, he felt that he was lacking words for the first time.
He didn’t mean to lead Ying Jiao on, he just… didn’t know what to do.
On one hand, the belief that he has insisted on for more than ten years of his life is there, but on the other hand, he(YJ) is the person he doesn’t want to lose the most in his life. He couldn’t find a balance for a while.
Ying Jiao didn’t rush him, just looked at him quietly.
“I…” Jing Ci’s eyelashes trembled, resisting the urge to look away, and said softly, “I’m sorry, can you wait for me?”
Waiting for him to straighten out everything, wait for him… to have the confidence to bear the future for both of them.
Meeting his serious eyes, Ying Jiao suddenly understood.
Ying Jiao took a deep breath and tried his best to resist the urge to kiss him.
Jing Ci is really good, peeling off the indifferent shell of disguise, after getting to know him, no one can dislike him.
“There’s no need to be sorry” He pressed Jing Ci to his chest, and uncontrollably touched his hair and the back of his neck over and over again, feeling the temperature of his skin: “The person I like is so good, I’m so happy.”
The bedtime bell suddenly rang, and the bright room was instantly plunged into darkness.
The students’ panicked footsteps could be heard in the corridor, occasionally mixed with dissatisfied cursing.
Ying Jiao knew about Jing Ci’s bedtime, so he didn’t say anything more, he lowered his head and kissed his still wet hair, and let him go: “Let’s go, I’ll take you back to the dormitory.”
Jing Ci was startled: “Send?”
The two dormitories are close to each other, so is there any need to be sent?
“I want to be with you for a while.” Ying Jiao stood up, held Jing Ci’s wrist with one hand, and opened the dormitory door with the other.
Jing Ci’s heart was slightly sweet, and he let him drag him to the door of the dormitory.
“Go in.” Ying Jiao gently pushed the door open a bit, and said to Jing Ci.
Jing Ci pursed his lower lip and nodded.
“Wait.” Just as he was about to turn around, Ying Jiao suddenly stopped him.
In the corridor, you can still see people running into the bedroom with basins in their hands, Ying Jiao leaned close to Jing Ci and whispered into his ear: “Don’t change clothes in front of Li Zhou, and don’t follow him secretly to take a shower together.”
Ying Jiao smiled at Jing Ci and pinched his earlobe: “Otherwise, I will punish you.”
He deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word “punish”.
After he was teased by Ying Jiao’s words, Jing Ci was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood his deep meaning.
Jing Ci blushed and nodded randomly, and quickly entered the dormitory.
Ying Jiao leaned against the wall outside, just wanting to laugh for some reason. He raised his lips and whistled, glanced at Jing Ci’s dormitory, and then got up and walked back.
Halfway through, the joy in his heart really had nowhere to vent, he suddenly jumped up and reached for the lamp on the ceiling of the corridor.
The dormitory teacher’s roar sounded from behind: “What are you doing, this student?! Why haven’t you returned to the dormitory after the bell rang?”
Ying Jiao turned back and smiled at her: “There is still time.”
In the bedroom, Jing Ci was lying on his bed, listening to Ying Jiao’s voice outside, he couldn’t help but slightly raise the corners of his lips.
The next day, Jing Ci went to class as usual for self-study.
He didn’t know what was going on, people always came to ask him if he had a cold or not.
Ying Jiao believed this to be true, and almost asked for leave to take him to the hospital.
Jing Ci was at a loss, and finally when He Zhou came to ask, he opened his mouth and said his question: “I don’t have a cold, why do you all think so?”
“Ah?” He Zhou was also stunned: “It was said on the forum.”
He took out his mobile phone and handed it to Jing Ci: “Look, the post posted this morning has been floating on the homepage. I thought it was true, but who knows it’s a rumor.”
It turned out that when Zhao Feng saw Jing Ci’s red face and his insistence on finishing the class last night, he(ZF) was filled with emotion.
The next day, he praised him in the teachers office, and other teachers, while admiring, regarded Jing Ci as a model of perseverance, and told them to the students in their class.
Jing Ci has recently become a big hit in the school, and everyone is willing to post any bells and whistles about him on the forum. So, one pass ten, ten pass a hundred.
In less than a day, most people in the provincial experiment knew that——
Jing Ci, who was the first in the general exam in the second year of high school, had continued to go to class with a high fever, which was especially inspirational and especially chicken soup.
(T/n: I have no idea why it mentions chicken soup, I think that it’s some sort of slang? Idk)
[Woo woo woo, compared to my male god, I’m really a scumbag, I cried and picked up my exercise book. 】
[It is only natural that you have to work hard for this, in order for your grades to be good. 】
[I admire Brother Ci’s self-control, and suddenly feel that I am not even qualified to ask for leave. 】
[People who are smarter than you and have better grades than you are still studying with a cold, what reason do you have not to work hard! Stop reading the forum, I’ll make another set of papers. 】
Jing Ci glanced at the main building and the content of the reply, embarrassedly wishing to find an egg shell to wrap himself up in.
The only insider, Ying Jiao, was lying on the table, looking at Jing Ci’s blushing face, burying his head in his arms, and laughing wildly.
He Zhou couldn’t understand what kind of game these two were playing. Look at this, look at that, feeling that he might be isolated from the outside by an invisible single dog barrier, he secretly leaned back in his heart, put away his phone and went back to his seat, and went to play a game.
“It’s all right,” Ying Jiao didn’t stay silent after looking at Jing Ci’s face for awhile, so he couldn’t help laughing and comforted him: “You have worked hard and set an example for them, don’t think too much.”
Jing Ci glanced at him, and for the first time envied Ying Jiao’s thick skin.
“Are you going to the stage to accept the award this afternoon?” Ying Jiao unscrewed the mineral water bottle and took a sip, changing the subject: “Do you need to say a few words then?”
Speaking of this, Jing Ci felt a lot better, and he shook his head: “No, just go up to receive an award, and then take a photo.”
“It’s that simple?” Ying Jiao threw the empty bottle into the trash can, leaned back in the chair, dissatisfied, “What a poor school, the stingy bonus is only 3,000, and the commendation meeting is so simple. At least……”
Before he could finish speaking, he was hit hard on the head.
Teacher Liu stood beside him with a dark face: “Would you like them to spread a red carpet for you and sprinkle some petals, ah?!”
“Okay,” Ying Jiao lifted his lips: “I can’t wait.”
Teacher Liu suffocated: “Don’t talk nonsense in front of Jing Ci! Focus more on your studies, you must give me a 100% or higher on this final mathematics exam!”
Ying Jiao nodded.
Teacher Liu frowned at him, walked to the podium, and started his lecture.
In the afternoon, before the commendation meeting started, Teacher Liu specially instructed the students in Class 7: “Sit down on this spot later, and bring a book that you think is useless to cushion it, don’t forget!”
The students below sparsely responded: “I know—”
Teacher Liu glanced down. Some students brought “May 3”, some brought notebooks, and some brought art books.
Teacher Liu had a sullen face, and just as he was to make the student change the book “May Three”, he saw Ying Jiao slowly pull out a math book from the bookshelf.
Teacher Liu: “…”
Don’t stop him, he will kill this little bastard!
Jing Ci looked at Ying Jiao blankly: “Are you bringing a math book?”
Ying Jiao was stunned for a moment, he forgot that Jing Ci liked mathematics the most.
With a strong desire to survive, he put the math book on his table upright, and said calmly: “Where, this is what I’m going to read in my self-study class later. I’ll bring an art book.”
Teacher Liu braked suddenly and stopped walking towards the side.
Jing Ci and Ying Jiao went out together.
On the playground, students from the entire provincial experiment have gathered together, standing in groups and classes according to their school years.
The physical education teacher held up the loudspeaker to maintain order for a while, and then stood aside after everyone was quiet.
This commendation meeting can be said to be specially held for Jing Ci, and the time is not long.
The principal first came to the stage to speak a few words, emphatically praised the Olympiad results of several people and Jing Ci, and looked forward to their performance in the finals, and finally called them to the stage to accept the award.
The principal started from the last of the ranking.
Jiang Chong and Zhou Chao are both familiar faces. They will come up to receive scholarships every school year.
As soon as he(JC) stood up, the students below exploded with cheers.
The forum of the provincial experiment is indeed very active, but there are also many students whose parents strictly control them, and do not allow them to be on their mobile phone.
So many of these people have only heard of Jing Ci’s name, but have never seen his face.
When they saw his appearance suddenly, they were shocked, especially the girls. Even the head teacher couldn’t care about it, and excitedly got together to discuss——
“God, is Jing Ci so handsome?”
“Ah ah ah, it’s good to look good and study well!”
“So handsome, so handsome, I feel like I’m in love.”
“Mom! Is Xueba falling in love?”
Jing Ck didn’t know the effect he had caused. He calmly took the envelope containing the bonus from the principal’s hand, shook hands with the principal, and turned to face the audience. The expression on his face was light, and they could not see the slightest emotion.
The teacher who was in charge of taking pictures below reminded him to smile, but it was difficult to speak on these occasions, so he could only reluctantly raise the camera.
Jing Ci was actually happy in his heart, but he had received too many commendations. This time, except for a little more bonus, there is no difference from before, which is not enough to make him ecstatic.
He stood calmly on the far left, and did as the teacher asked, he took the envelope in both hands and posed.
However, when his eyes inadvertently swept somewhere off the stage, he suddenly stopped.
He saw Ying Jiao.
Ying Jiao, who was supposed to be at the end of the row, ran to the front for some reason, and was sitting on the ground looking at him with a smile on his face. Like the other students, he applauded vigorously at him.
So, from the time he came to the stage, Jing Ci has always been expressionless, and now the corners of his lips have been raised little by little.
The teacher who took the photo was stunned for a moment, then immediately pressed the shutter to record this rare smile.
Later, the photo was framed on the school’s honor roll.
Passing schoolmates were amazed at the high value of Jing Ci, and at the same time, they couldn’t help thinking that even the legendary gods who achieved good grades were no different from their ordinary people, and they were just as happy.
No one knew that the reason why Jing Ci laughed was because he happened to see a certain person.
At the end of the commendation meeting, the classmates disbanded and went to the cafeteria to eat.
It was inconvenient for Jing Ci to keep carrying the envelope, so he asked Li Zhou to help him order his meal, and he sent the first prize money back to the classroom.
After being delayed by this back and forth, Jing Ci and Li Zhou were almost the last in the class when they returned to the classroom.
As soon as Jing Ci entered the door, he was warmly welcomed by Class 7-
“Thank you Brother Ci! Brother Ci is mighty!”
“Pine nuts are super fragrant! Thank you, Brother Ci!”
“Not only pine nuts, but the cake is delicious too! Ah, ah, thank you Brother Ci!”
Jing Ci was stunned for a moment, what’s going on?
Seeing this, Zheng Que was afraid that he would be exposed, so he quickly pushed him back to his seat and whispered in his ear: “Didn’t you get the bonus, everyone has seen it. It doesn’t mean it’s not good at all, Brother Jiao bought this for you as a treat. Don’t let it slip, brother Ci, if someone comes to thank you, just go with it.”
Jing Ci turned his head and looked at Ying Jiao blankly: “You…”
“Shh…” Ying Jiao put a large handful of peeled pine nuts into his hands, and whispered, “You are not allowed to mention paying me back, keep your money well, be obedient, and don’t speak. “
Jing Ci’s fingertips trembled, he held the handful of pine nuts tightly, and wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn’t say a word.
“Brother Ci, do you have time now? I need to ask you a question.” Wu Weicheng’s voice came over at the right moment.
Jing Ci’s nose was sore. He was afraid that he would lose his emotions in front of Ying Jiao, so he hurriedly replied, “Yes.” He fled to Wu Weicheng’s seat.
Ying Jiao didn’t stop him, he lowered his head and continued to peel the pine nuts.
After peeling off a handful, Jing Ci still hasn’t come back.
Ying Jiao turned his head, glanced behind him diagonally, and handed the pine nuts to He Zhou.
“Ah, why is this so embarrassing?” He Zhou shyly twisted around and reached out to take the pine nuts: “Thank you, Brother Jiao.”
Ying Jiao looked at him blankly: “How many dishes did you drink in the evening? I want you to pass it to Jing Ci.”
He Zhou: “…”
He Zhou glared at him angrily, and put the pine nuts in front of Jing Ci with a bang.
Jing Ci was not used to eating when he was lecturing, so when he returned to his seat, he still had more than half of the pine nuts in his hand.
Ying Jiao didn’t pay attention to this, so when he saw him come back, he handed him a small handful.
At this moment, the emotions in Jing Ci’s heart have almost calmed down, and he spread out his hand to let Ying Jiao look at his palm: “No, I still have a lot more.”
It was unknown what Ying Jiao was thinking, when he suddenly smiled: “No more?”
Jing Ci didn’t think much about it, and nodded honestly: “Yes.”
Ying Jiao approached him, and said, “Then please beg me.”
Jing Ci: “…”
Jing Ci felt suffocated, and pushed him away, too lazy to pay attention to him.
Jing Ci wanted to find a book inside his table, he lowered his head, but saw a pink flower inside.
He took out the flower in confusion: “Ying Jiao, did you see who put it?”
“Me,” Ying Jiao pushed back his chair and stood up, chuckling, “When I first bought the cake, the boss gave it to you to play with.”
“It’s pretty.” Jing Ci put the flower on the table and continued to look down to find his book.
Ying Jiao didn’t say anything else. He peeled the pine nuts in one hand. He felt very uncomfortable at the moment, so he went out to wash his hands.
Jing Ci took out a book and straightened up, his eyes stayed on the flower for a moment, wanting to put it back inside his desk.
He has no preference for flowers, but since it was given by Ying Jiao, even if it was a gift, he would cherish it.
“Ah ah ah,” At this moment, Chen Miaomiao suddenly screamed and rushed over, and said excitedly: “Brother Ci, where did you get this pink rose?”
It was actually a rose.
Jing Ci was embarrassed to say that it was given by Ying Jiao, so he smiled at Chen Miaomiao and said, “It was given by someone else.”
Chen Miaomiao was even more excited when she heard these words, and looked at Jing Ci with gossip on her face: “Who is it?! Who gave it?! Ahhhhh! It’s so romantic.”
Jing Ci didn’t understand: “…what?”
Chen Miaomiao took out her mobile phone, opened the browser, typed in a few words, and showed the search results to Jing Ci.
Jing Ci was stunned.
The flower language of pink roses is—
The author has something to say: — who is the best and most responsible person you have ever seen?
Ying Jiao: My future boyfriend, I just confessed to him, but he has begun to plan for our future.