On the first day of university, Jing Ji and Ying Jiao became very popular.
They are too good-looking, and they don't have the excitement and apprehension of entering university like other freshmen. Going to the college or the dormitory is familiar with the way, calm and leisurely, and is particularly eye-catching in the crowd.
The seniors who had their eyes shining and were waiting to lead them the way were beating their chests and beating their wrists. Finally, there were two big handsome contestants. Why didn't they have a chance to chat a few words? By the way, how about a WeChat? !
I don't know who secretly took the photo of the two of them, and put it on the school's forum, which instantly ignited an upsurge of discussion.
Students with great powers quickly appeared. One of the two is a major in applied economics from Guanghua School of Management, and the other is a major in mathematics. He was directly recommended without taking the college entrance examination, and he even won the gold medal in the International Olympiad. Each one is better than the other.
To have face, to have a future. Therefore, Jing Ci and Yingjiao were added to WeChat countless times before the military training.
"Jingshen, girls are very popular." Seeing the sign of requesting to add friends in Jingci's WeChat address book again, Yingjiao raised his eyebrows, and said with a half-smile: "26, tsk..."
"No, some of them are classmates in our class." Jing Ci clicked in and looked at them one by one. Those who knew him passed, and those who didn't know him directly refused.
He never ignores anyone who adds him on WeChat and asks to make friends, and always refuses. In this way, the people over there will understand what he means, and will not report any hope.
Yingjiao lifted the curtain of the cafeteria with one hand, and stretched out his hand towards Jingci: "Give me the phone."
Jing Ji didn't even think about it, and just followed suit.
The corners of Yingjiao's lips twitched uncontrollably, and he tapped twice on the screen to save his WeChat avatar and send it to Jing Ci's phone.
"How about this avatar?" Yingjiao handed the screen to Jingci's eyes and asked, "I just changed it, can I change it for you too?"
Jing Ci looked over intently and smiled immediately.
The picture is very simple, with only three words on the white background: There are objects. The handwriting is very familiar, it looks like it was written by Yingjiao.
"it is good."
"I don't believe it anymore," Yingjiao gritted his teeth lightly, "Is there anyone going to add more?"
After the two changed the avatars of the subjects at the same time, there were indeed fewer people who requested to be added, but there were still. It wasn't until the scene of Yingjiao administering medicine to Jing Ci was photographed that it disappeared.
This year's autumn tiger is particularly fierce, Jing Ci's skin is thin, and he accidentally got sunburned during military training. There is a small red spot on the right side of my face, which hurts even if I touch it.
"Why are you so stubborn?" Under the shade of the tree, Yingjiao held his face, both angry and distressed: "Isn't it normal to be lazy occasionally during military training, and you are the only one who is active."
"It's okay." Jing Ji tilted his head slightly so that he could apply the medicine to himself: "It will be fine in a few days."
Yingjiao gently applied the ointment to his wound, and sneered: "That's so good, didn't your instructor give you a little red flower?"
"Brother," Jing Ji knew that he was worried, and said with a good temper, "It's really not serious, and the three-day mark will definitely disappear."
"You know again." Yingjiao rubbed his head and put away the ointment: "Okay, go back, you guys are gathering soon. Wait for me here after the dissolution, I'll come to you."
"it is good."
Although the interaction between the two is relatively common among boys who have a good relationship, Yingjiao's eyes looking down at Jingci cannot be fooled. Especially under the high-definition camera, the tenderness and affection inside can be seen at a glance. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City
As soon as the photo was posted, I don't know how many girls' hearts were broken.
Although the trouble of always being asked to associate with them is gone, occasionally, some people will look at them with strange eyes.
Yingjiao and Jing Ci didn't care. They were not afraid in high school, let alone university.
The two of them can do whatever they want, and both of them are busy with their own affairs when they are in class. Stick together when there is no class, or go to the study room, or go out to relax.
The days flowed forward slowly like this, and three years passed by in a flash. Freshmen came one after another, and people came and went around, but the two of them never changed.
During this period, Jing Ci took all the scholarships he could get. Success has become the favorite of their professors, and the old professor even mentioned to him about the graduate school when he was in his junior year.
As for Yingjiao, he joined CICC as an intern since the summer vacation of his sophomore year. He is thorough in his work and has a keen sense of finance. The department leaders have told him several times, both openly and privately, to let him stay after graduation.
The two lived in the school during their freshman and sophomore years, and they didn't move out of the dormitory until their junior year and started living together.
On this day, Yingjiao came back from get off work at night, instead of going home, he went to school to pick up Jing Ci.
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It's been a while since they were on vacation, but Jing Ci was studying a subject with their professor and never left school.
The two made an appointment to meet at the school gate at 6:00 pm, but it was 6:20, and Jing Ci hadn't arrived yet.
Jing Ci has always had a strong sense of time, so there must be something wrong with being late. Yingjiao didn't rush him, just stood at the school gate and waited. It was not until half past six that there was a rush of footsteps behind him.
"elder brother!"
Yingjiao turned around, and saw Jing Ci running this way, out of breath: "Have you been waiting for a long time? My supervisor suddenly asked me to talk about my thesis."
"No, just arrived." Yingjiao wiped off the sweat on the tip of his nose calmly: "Let's go, go home."
"Um."
"Going to eat beef hotpot tonight?" Yingjiao took his schoolbag and carried it on his back: "Didn't you say that one was delicious last time?"
"Okay." Jing Ci's eyes lit up, and his tone was a little excited: "The barbeque sauce of that store is the most authentic."
Yingjiao smiled: "Then ask the boss if he sells sauce alone." @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City
"It seems that they are not for sale."
"That's someone else, and the result will be different if I ask."
Yingjiao kept his word, and after the meal, with his perfect tongue, he coaxed the proprietress into a smile. For the first time, he filled a small bottle of the sauce that he never took out, and he didn't ask for money.
Carrying the sauce, the two exchanged each other's daily life while walking back home slowly.
As usual, Jing Ji would read a book for a while, while Ying Jiao sat next to him and played with his mobile phone.
The push on the webpage is the same, and there is nothing to see. Yingjiao was about to quit the app, but inadvertently came up with a question——
What happened to the person you liked when you were seventeen
Yingjiao turned around.
Jing Ci was reading a book with a clean and handsome profile. Turning the pages of the book from time to time, with a serious and serious expression.
Yingjiao's gaze subconsciously softened.
"Baby." Yingjiao threw down the phone and called him.
"Huh?" Jing Ci raised his eyes, and just about to say something, Yingjiao suddenly took the book from his hand, pressed him on the sofa, bowed his head and kissed him.
Jing Ji was startled for a moment, then parted his lips in cooperation, allowing his breath to completely envelop him.
How's it going
Ying Jiao gently stroked Jing Ci's hair and cheeks, his heart was so soft that it almost melted.
He lives in my home now, in my arms, and will always be in my heart.
I love him, he loves me, just like back then.
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