Sorry for the late update again! ;w;
Inside the train, the heater was on. The smell of various foods constantly floated in the air, mixed together, and the smell makes people inexplicably breathless.
Jing Ci rested his head on the train, his face was pale, and his hands clenched the seat cover tightly, so hard that his knuckles turned white.
The dream came to an abrupt end here, and what happened to Qiao Anyan later, he didn’t know. What happened to Ying Jiao who couldn’t find him, he didn’t know either.
Jing Ci’s eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth desperately to swallow back his tears choked breath, not letting himself cry.
If it was just a simple disappearance, it would leave a little hope for Ying Jiao. But this wasn’t the case in his previous life. Ying Jiao watched helplessly as the traces of his existence disappeared little by little, and watched the memories of those around him erased. How powerless and desperate he must have been.
Except for him, no one remembered who Jing Ci was.
This person, Jing Ci, gradually changed from existing to everyone around him to only exist in his own mind.
“Ying Jiao from the School of Economics, is he sick in his head? Jing Ci? There is no such person in our class at all.”
“I think he’s just sick. I don’t know how he got into our school. I said several times that I don’t know this person.”
“Hey, anyway, I don’t want to see him anymore, it’s sad.”
Jing Ci trembled all over, his chest heaved violently, and he felt distressed as if someone had stabbed a knife on it.
He would rather have Ying jiao and forget him like everyone else, rather than suffer in pain every day like this.
For the first time in his life, Jing Ci hoped that Ying Jiao didn’t like him so much.
During the provincial experiment at this time, Ying Jiao rushed out as soon as the bell rang at the end of the fourth class in the afternoon.
“Hey, Brother Jiao, slow down!” Zheng Que put his phone in his pocket and chased after him with his trousers in hand: “Are you so hungry? Why are you rushing all of a sudden?”
“Brother Jiao isn’t going to the cafeteria, he said so in the group! Didn’t you see it?” He Zhou gasped and grabbed him: “Brother Ci will come back later, he will pick him up at the station!”
“Well, I was playing a game and blocked the group chat notifications.” Zheng Que scratched his head, seeing Ying Jiao disappearing at the end of the corridor, he turned to ask He Zhou: “What time is Brother Ci’s train coming? To make him so anxious?”
Peng Chengcheng spit out two words with no expression: “Six o’clock.”
“It’s too soon.” Zheng Que wondered: “It takes more than half an hour from our school to the train station, so it should be enough.”
“To be honest, Old Zheng,” He Zhou gave him a speechless look and complained, “With an emotional intelligence like yours, I’m afraid that your family will arrange a betrothal for you to get rid of you.”
Zheng Que looked inexplicable: “What’s wrong with me?”
“Forget it, it’s nothing.” He Zhou was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he raised his hand and patted him on the back: “Don’t worry about others, are you still running? If you don’t run, you won’t be able to go to the cafeteria.”
“F*ck! Run run run!”
Ying Jiao went out of the school gate as fast as possible, took a taxi and headed straight for the train station.
After Jing Ci got on the train, he sent him the train number. The train arrived at the station at 6:05 on time. He didn’t tell Jing Ci that he was going to pick him up, otherwise he was afraid that he wouldn’t agree, so he went first and then report afterwards.
When Ying Jiao arrived at the station, it was exactly 5:50. After thinking about it, he casually found a coffee shop and ordered a cup of hot milk tea. It doesn’t matter whether it’s good or not. It’s cold in spring now, and it’s late in the evening. The temperature is a bit low, so he held the drink to warm it up for Jing Ci’s hands.
After doing all this, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Jing Ci’s number.
At that time, Jing Ci had just put his school bag on his back to prepare for getting off the bus later.
His face was a little pale, and his eyes were flushed red. But his whole person seemed very calm, and even patiently listened to the aunt next to her complaining about her husband, while helping her move the luggage off the shelf.
In the aunt’s continuous praise and thanks, Jing Ci lowered his eyes and adjusted his breathing, and pressed the call button: “Brother? Are you here?”
He rolled his adam’s apple up and down a few times, closed his eyes, and tried to make his voice sound the same as usual: “Are you at the exit? Well, I see. Yes, see you later.”
The train pulled into the station on time and stopped to open the door.
The passengers in the carriage, all carrying large and small bags of luggage, swarmed towards the door. Jing Ci”s foot was stepped on by someone who he didn’t know, and half a pitch-black footprint was immediately left on his white shoe. He didn’t seem to feel the pain at all, and he still walked forward without squinting.
After leaving the long platform they reached the exit. There were a lot of people coming to pick up people at the station outside, some holding big signs with their names on their hands, and some waving desperately.
Jing Ci raised his eyes and saw Ying Jiao in the crowd at a glance.
He was wearing a blue and white school uniform, tall and straight. Putting one hand in his pocket and holding a cup of milk tea in the other, he just stood there, so striking that he almost glowed.
Meeting his gaze, the corners of Ying Jiao’s lips twitched slightly: “Why are you stunned, here!”
He has always been strong and forbearing, and he will only swallow his own words when he is wronged. But when he saw the person who loved him, his tears finally burst out.
He can’t care where he is now or how many people are around him, he just wants to hug Ying Jiao.
Ying Jiao was so heartbroken by his crying that he strode up towards him: “Who bullied you? With me…”
Before he finished speaking, he was hugged by Jing Ci.
Ying Jiao was stunned for a moment, then immediately pushed him out: “What’s the matter? Baby, let go and be obedient.”
Jing Ci’s fingers kept shaking, he buried his face on Ying Jiao’s shoulder, choked and refused to let go: “Brother…Brother, don’t push me away.”
Ying Jiao wanted to touch him, to hold his face and wipe his tears, but he was afraid that it would hurt him. He raised his hand several times, and finally put it down.
“Okay, I won’t push you.” Ying Jiao was worried and uncomfortable. It was the first time he saw Jing Ci’s emotions get out of control to such an extent, even if they were separated.
What the hell is going on? Ying Jiao thought for a moment that his place on the national team was topped.
“Don’t cry,” Ying Jiao lowered his head and whispered to him: “I’m here, tell me anything, I’ll solve it, okay?”
In his ear was his gentle and low voice, and he was holding his whole being in his hand. He was by his side, not separated by two spaces that would never have them have any contact, nor forced to separate.
Jing Ci calmed down a little. Afraid that Ying Jiao would be worried, he ignored his embarrassment and raised his head with a sob: “No, it’s fine, brother, I’m fine.”
“If you are okay, why are you crying?” Ying Jiao’s chest hurt, he gently pulled away from Jing Ci and stared into his eyes: “What’s wrong?”
Jing Ci wiped his face, wiped away the tears that were still flowing uncontrollably, pointed to his mouth and shook his head, indicating that he could not speak.
Ying Jiao understood.
To have the ability to make Jing Ci cry in public, and not allow him to speak. It can only be something in their previous life. It is probably related to his origin, so he can’t say anything.
Ying Jiao sighed in his heart. In fact, he had already guessed the ending of their last life, but he never dared to think deeply. But now, did Jing Ci actually know one step ahead of time?
“Okay,” Ying Jiao took him by the sleeve of his clothes with one hand and the suitcase with the other, and took him to the bathroom: “Wash your face and tidy up. Don’t think about it, we won’t look at the past.”
He pulled out a few pieces of paper and handed it to Jing Ci, deliberately teased him: “When you cry like this, I thought the sky was falling.”(t/n: not sure if this is correct)
Jing Ci’s face flushed, took the tissue paper and wiped his face a few times, with a heavy nasal tone in his voice: “Brother, I’m sorry…”
“Are you stupid or not, don’t apologize.” Ying Jiao smiled: “After going back, everyone will look at your eyes and think that cried tears of joy for getting into the national team.”
Ying Jiao put the still hot milk tea into Jing Ci’s hand, and while walking out, he said, “I heard that there will be reporters coming to interview you in a few days for now…”
He slightly hooked his lips: “At that time, the entire Donghai Province, from the elderly to the children, will know. That particularly powerful and awesome Jing Ci, in fact, secretly cried after getting first place.”
He was still a little sad in his heart, but Jing Ci still couldn’t help laughing: “It doesn’t matter.”
“Jingshen, I find that your face is becoming more like mine” Ying Jiao sighed, “As expected, we are becoming more like husband and wife.”(t/n: aka having more thicker skin)
Jing Ci’s ears were slightly red, but he didn’t speak.
Seeing that he didn’t think about those things anymore, Ying Jiao finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked him, “I touched you just now, did it hurt?”
What would you be distracted thinking about these things before Jing Ci? He recalled it for a moment, and couldn’t remember what it was like at the time.
Ying Jiao was helpless and was about to say something when he saw Jing Ci suddenly raise his head and looked at him shyly: “Then… try again.”
It was just holding hands, what is Jing Ci suddenly ashamed of? Ying Jiao was surprised and didn’t understand for a while.
“Anyway…” Jing Ci turned his head slightly and didn’t look at him, and whispered: “Wherever you touch, you touch…”
Ying Jiao’s eyes fell on his red ears, and he couldn’t help laughing: “Want me to kiss you?”
Jing Ci made an indiscernible “um”.
Ying Jiao took a deep breath, and his voice was a little tight when he spoke again: “Save it first, and find a place where no one else is.”
Jing Ci lowered his eyes and nodded.
After the two came out of the train station, they did not go back to school directly. They had a meal at a Cantonese restaurant outside, and when they paid, they packed two boxes of mango pancakes, and then went to school.
Jing Ci was just full and couldn’t eat dessert for the time being. Ying Jiao’s appetite is very good. A box of four Panji was quickly wiped out by him.
After saying hello to the guard uncle, the two walked through the small square and walked all the way to the flower bed.
At this time, Jing Ci’s mood had completely stabilized, the redness and swelling on his eyes had disappeared, and he was only thinking about giving a try to Ying Jiao.
But seeing that he was about to walk to the teaching building, Ying Jiao still didn’t move. Jing Ci pursed his lower lip and glanced to the side secretly.
He was eating mango pancakes and seemed content.
Did he forget?
Or… should I just take the initiative first? Anyway, it’s not like I haven’t kissed him before.
Just as Jing Ci was thinking about it, he saw Ying Jiao raised his hand and smirked, holding a half of a mango pancake and held it to his lips, and the cream in it immediately touched his lips.
Not only did he not kiss, but also bullied him.
Jing Ci raised his eyes and was about to protest. In the next second, his lips suddenly touched something soft, and a very shallow kiss fell.
“Did it hurt?”
“Only…just a little bit.”
“Really, very, very slight, I almost didn’t feel it.”
Ying Jiao chuckled lightly, then lowered his head again, and gently and patiently kissed the cream off his lips.
The author has something to say:
Brother Jiao: creamy~
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