Outside the door, Yingjiao who was about to knock on the door slowly put down his hand.
He leaned against the wall, remembering the picture he had just seen accidentally, the corners of his lips curled up uncontrollably.
Yingjiao suppressed a smile, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and kept it in his mouth without lighting it.
This was the first time he knew that Jing Ci, who seemed indifferent on the surface, would actually be very happy because he got the first place in the exam.
After the results of the last mid-term exam were sent out, the whole class was boiling, including Teacher Liu, who couldn't help but giggled for several days.
The students in other classes were even more excited and rushed over to see him. The name Jing Ci has dominated the school forum for nearly a month, setting off waves of bloody storms.
However, Jing Ci, the client, was very calm. He didn't show any particularly intense emotions from the beginning to the end. What he should do was not affected at all, and he looked calm and breezy.
Yingjiao originally thought that he didn't take it seriously at all to be the first in the whole grade. Unexpectedly, in private, Jing Ji would hide all the exam papers, and secretly had fun secretly.
It's just too cute.
Yingjiao's heart was itching so badly that he wished he could open the door and go in immediately, rub him into his arms and pinch his face and ears.
A few boys came from the other end of the corridor. When they saw Yingjiao, they straightened their backs unconsciously and opened their mouths to say hello.
Yingjiao put a finger on his lips, hissed them, and signaled them to keep quiet.
The boys nodded in a daze, and walked away cautiously with their hands and feet stiff.
With a smile on his lips, Yingjiao took another look through the glass window of the dormitory door.
Jing Ci had already put the iron box containing his victory medal into the closet, and his face returned to its previous appearance.
He turned on his phone and checked the time. He didn't let himself indulge in the glory of the past. He took out an exercise book from his schoolbag, sat down at his desk and started working on the questions.
A short, less than a minute of happy time that belonged to Jing Ji himself ended like this.
Yingjiao was taken aback for a moment, Jing Ci's two completely different expressions kept changing in his mind.
He suddenly remembered that when he wanted to celebrate Jing Ci, Jing Ci's polite and courteous refusal...
Yingjiao understood right away that although Jing Ji had always been calm and composed in front of all of them. But in fact, he is not like this.
He just habitually hides all his joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys, feels and digests it himself, and does not share it with anyone outside.
including him.
What exactly did Jing Ci go through before to develop such a character that he can't open his heart to others
Yingjiao leaned against the wall in a daze for a moment, then threw the cigarette into the trash can, turned around and went downstairs.
Want to keep a distance from him, don't you want him to see his true emotions, Yingjiao grinds his teeth lightly, no matter what the reason is, he wants to be beautiful.
It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and the wind outside howled and blew through the trees on both sides of the road, bringing a damp and cold breath.
Yingjiao didn't even have time to put on his clothes, so he rushed to the dessert shop outside the school gate, and bought a box of shredded coconut milk square cakes at the last minute of proofing.
In the boys' dormitory of the provincial experiment, Jing Ci continued to finish the practice questions that he did in the morning, and got the answer right again, but Li Zhou still didn't come back. Jing Ci guessed that he was having too much fun in another dormitory.
He looked down at his phone, and there was still some time before the sleep bell rang, so he gave up the idea of calling him.
Jing Ci stood up and stretched his body. While walking around the dormitory, he searched for Olympiad papers on the Internet with his mobile phone.
Not far from the provincial experiment, there is a military base. The base uses a signal jammer, and the mobile phone signal in the provincial experiment area is not very good, especially in the dormitory building.
Several times, Li Zhou suddenly disconnected in the middle of the game, and he often screamed with anger.
Jing Ci waited for a minute before the web page was half loaded. He didn't want to waste time on this, and was about to hold up his mobile phone to walk around the water room with a better signal, when there was a knock on the door of the dormitory.
He walked over and opened the door, and when he saw Yingjiao, he was stunned for a moment: "Are you looking for me?"
"Yeah." Yingjiao walked in familiarly, stuffed the coconut milk cake into his hand, and said softly: "Little classmate, congratulations for getting the first place in the Mathematical Olympiad."
Knowing that Jing Ji would definitely refuse, Ying Jiao lazily leaned against the railing on the bed, chuckled and said, "Don't give in to me, you don't want barbecue crayfish, a box of desserts is fine."
He raised his hand and lightly touched the back of Jing Ci's hand with his hand: "Do you feel it? Just to buy such a thing, my hands are numb from the cold."
"Thank you." Jing Ji smiled sheepishly and accepted his kindness.
He didn't open the dessert box immediately, but put the small square cake on the table. He walked to the bed by himself, took out a square blanket from under the quilt, and put it on Yingjiao's lap: "You can cover this when you are cold."
The blanket is made of coral fleece, which looks like a thick layer, but actually feels soft and light. Yingjiao shook off the blanket to cover his body, a smile spread to his eyes.
Desserts cannot stay overnight, so Jing Ci put down his phone, tore open the box, pushed the box in the direction of Yingjiao, and asked him, "Do you want to eat?"
Yingjiao's eyes flickered, and he shook his head: "Don't eat."
Jing Ji didn't know that he was holding back bad feelings in his heart, and nodded when he heard the words, forked a small square cake and put it into his mouth.
The shredded coconut milk square cake bought by Yingjiao is very suitable for his taste. It melts in the mouth, has a rich milky taste, and has a little coconut fragrance, which is not sweet at all.
Jing Ci narrowed his eyes and couldn't help eating another piece.
Yingjiao watched him eat two yuan, lifted the blanket on his lap, walked to Jing Ci's side, bowed his head and said, "Give me a taste?"
Jing Ci nodded quickly, holding up the dessert box to signal him to take it.
Yingjiao didn't move, he lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on Jing Ci's hand, smiled, held his wrist, and took the fork from his hand.
Jing Ci's eyes were fixed, feeling a little unnatural.
It's not that he has no experience of sharing tableware with others. When he was in the orphanage, three people ate a bowl of rice, not to mention those rare and hard-won desserts.
A group of people gathered around the palm-sized cake, and you took a bite of the cake, Jing Ci has experienced countless times.
But for some reason, using a fork with Yingjiao made him feel particularly awkward.
"That's what I used," Jing Ji reminded him, and was about to take the fork back, but Yingjiao raised his hand to block it.
Ying Jiaoxin said, what I want is the one you used, but on the surface he put on a dignified look: "It's okay, we are both boys, do you still care about that?"
As he spoke, he swiftly forked a small square cake and put it in his mouth.
Yingjiao seldom eats these things, he doesn't like sweets. The aunt who cooks at home is very good at making Cantonese desserts, but Yingjiao never lets her do it. Only when He Porridge and the others come to play occasionally, they will make it once or twice.
In this way, he basically didn't touch it.
But today, he suddenly felt that the shredded coconut milk square cake tasted really good.
Yingjiao swallowed what was in his mouth, and asked Jing Ci: "Is it delicious?"
Jing Ci nodded and said honestly: "It's delicious."
Yingjiao raised his lips, glanced at the fork in his hand, and said meaningfully: "I also think today's small square cake is very delicious."
He deliberately emphasized the word "extra", Jing Ci didn't understand, but he vaguely felt that it didn't mean something pure, so he was smart enough not to ask.
Yingjiao didn't care, he lowered his head, forked a small square cake and brought it to Jing Ci's lips: "Here."
Jing Ji hid for a while, and said somewhat unnaturally: "I will do it myself."
"What's the matter, little classmate?" Ying Jiao chased after him and smiled: "Why are you still shy?"
He paused for a moment, and continued: "It's not that I haven't fed you, wasn't it good when I ate chestnuts last time?"
As he spoke, he stretched his right hand forward, and touched Jing Ci's lips with a small square cake.
Jing Ci couldn't open his mouth when Yingjiao looked at him like that. He hesitated for a few seconds, and finally raised his hand, carefully pinched a bit of the handle of the fork, and quickly lowered his head to put the small square cake into his mouth.
Yingjiao looked at the fork in his hand and thoughtfully said: "We..."
While chewing, Jing Ci raised his eyes and waited for his next words.
Yingjiao: "Is this an indirect kiss?"
Jing Ci's face turned red.
Yingjiao took a verbal advantage and was satisfied. Seeing Jing Ci tilted his head shyly, looking at the bed, the floor, and the ceiling, but not at himself.
He chuckled, and while Jing Ci wasn't paying attention, he rolled the fork in the dessert box.
The surface of the shredded coconut milk square cake was covered with shredded coconut. Yingjiao took the box of desserts all the way, and pushed Jing Ci twice, and the coconut flakes naturally fell off a lot on the small square cake.
After being touched by him like this, the side of the fork was immediately covered with fine white debris.
Yingjiao didn't eat any more, he went around in front of Jing Ci, and seemed to be casually holding the fork and shaking it in front of his eyes.
Jing Ci originally felt embarrassed and ashamed, but when he saw the fork, he immediately forgot all his emotions.
The quality of the fork given by the merchant is good. It is one size larger than the ordinary fork, and it is still black, so the bits and pieces of shredded coconut on the side are particularly obvious.
Jing Ji's fingers moved involuntarily, and his whole body began to feel uncomfortable.
Yingjiao had a panoramic view of his expression, suppressed a smile, and deliberately pretended not to know anything.
Jing Ci closed his eyes, trying not to think about the fork. He didn't want to ask Ying Jiao to ask for it, lest he say something inappropriate again.
But no, the half of the fork was stained with shredded coconut and half of it was black, it was always dangling in his mind, and he couldn't forget it at all.
Jing Ci was thinking about how to get the fork without any trace, when Yingjiao suddenly touched him: "Do you want more, I won't eat."
Jing Ci heaved a sigh of relief and nodded: "Yes."
He reached out and took the fork and the square cake together.
Jing Ci was reluctant to shake the shredded coconut into the trash can, hesitated for a few seconds, and took the opportunity to put the small square cake into his mouth, and quickly licked it on the fork.
Seeing that the surface of the fork became clean, instead of being half black and half white, he finally felt a lot better.
Before he could swallow a bite of the square cake, Yingjiao suddenly walked over.
He looked down at Jing Ci, and lazily whistled a hooligan whistle in his ear: "Wow, this is not an indirect kiss, but a tongue kiss."