When Jing Ci returned to the dormitory, it was exactly 10:40, and the lights in the dormitory had not been turned off.
Li Zhou was lying on the bed with his legs crossed and playing games, when he heard the movement, he turned his head and glanced: "You just came back from self-study?"
Jing Ci responded vaguely: "Yes."
"You Xueba are really not human." Li Zhou just finished a game, put down his phone and complained: "This way, you can sit still in the classroom." He patted his head, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and said: "Yes Oh, Wu Weicheng came to see you before, and it seems that he has a question to ask you."
"Huh?" Jing Ci paused while taking off his coat, and then pulled up the unzipped zipper again: "Then I'll go and have a look."
"Hey?!" Li Zhou wanted to stop him and told him that he had sent Wu Weicheng a WeChat message saying that he was back, but Jing Ci left so fast that he didn't even hear it.
"Why does it feel like he's a little excited today..." Li Zhou scratched his head and muttered in wonder.
Ten minutes later, Jing Ci came back. After taking the time to wash up in the water room, he sat on the edge of the bed and wiped his hair.
Li Zhou stretched his head over the railing and asked him, "Are you going to wait until twelve o'clock today?"
Jing Ci tilted his head to look at him: "What are you doing?"
"Eat Ping An Guo!" Li Zhou pointed at the apple on the table and laughed: "It will not be effective until twelve o'clock."
"Really?" This was the first time Jing Ci heard such a statement. He put down the towel, took out the red-wrapped Ping An fruit from his schoolbag, held it in his palm and looked at it carefully.
It does seem to be different from other packaging.
The red one is very cute, ah, there are little shiny stars on the side...
"What are you secretly laughing at?" Li Zhou leaned over, looked at his face, then at the Ping An fruit in his hand, and fiddled with the box, wondering: "Isn't it just an ordinary apple? What kind of Coke is there?" of?"
Jing Ci touched his face subconsciously: "Did I laugh?"
Li Zhou rolled his eyes at him, grabbed the mirror beside the bed and faced him: "Look for yourself."
He carefully looked at Jing Ci's face: "Why are you in such a good mood today?"
The cancellation of the Olympiad bonus points in the college entrance examination is such a big deal, of course, it is impossible for the students in Class 7 to not know about it. Afraid that Jing Ci would feel uncomfortable, they all agreed not to mention this matter.
Li Zhou is both Jing Ci's classmate and roommate, and spends much more time with Jing Ci than others, so he pays special attention to it.
Unexpectedly, Jing Ci not only didn't care at all, but was quite happy for some reason.
Jing Ci stared blankly ahead.
In the mirror, the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, his eyes were full of smiles, and he could tell that he was in a good mood.
Li Zhou put down the mirror: "See, I have something good to share."
Jing Ci lowered his eyes and carefully unpacked the Ping An fruit: "It's going to be the New Year's Day holiday soon."
"That's it?" Li Zhou clicked his tongue: "Isn't it just three days? Besides, the final exam will be soon after returning from school. Ah, no, you are not afraid of the exam."
Jing Ji smiled and said nothing, and stood up holding the apple: "I'm going to wash the apples, can I wash yours by the way?"
"No, let's go together." Li Zhou grabbed a Ping An fruit, tore open the package, threw it into a trash can, and went out with Jing Ci: "Anyway, I have to wait until midnight. "
Before Jing Ci could speak, he smiled and said, "I know you won't wait, go to bed on time at eleven o'clock, right, I know better than anyone else."
Jing Ci, who was determined by him to not wait until midnight, abruptly woke himself up with the alarm clock of his mobile phone that night. Blindfolded, he touched the pillow, found the apple, and took a bite.
In the dark, Li Zhou was startled when he heard the voice, and raised his mobile phone to take a picture. Seeing that Jing Ci was so sleepy that his eyes were narrowed, and he was still gnawing on the apple, he laughed loudly: "As for What about you?"
"Didn't you say that snacks are effective?" Jing Ci swallowed the pulp in his mouth, his voice was a little nasal, and sounded softer than usual: "I'll try."
Li Zhou took a bite of the apple and asked curiously, "Why do you care so much about your wish? To be admitted to Tsinghua University or Peking University?"
Jing Ci chewed for a while, but didn't speak.
The mobile phone at hand dinged, Jing Ci rubbed his eyes, waited for his eyes to gradually adapt to the brightness of the screen, then picked up the mobile phone, it was the news of Yingjiao——
[Proud]: Merry Christmas.
Jing Ci switched the apple to his left hand, typed with his right hand, and even his fingertips were jumping happily—
[Scene]: Merry Christmas.
A few days after Christmas comes New Year's Day.
The first and second grades of the Provincial Experimental High School have three days off, and the third year has two days less. Only the first day is the holiday.
Fake Yingjiao at the end of the month can use a small trick to keep Jing Ci from going home, but it is impossible on New Year's Day.
Yingjiao was worried, and while the classroom was noisy between classes and no one could hear their conversation, he asked Jing Ci: "When are you going back to school?"
Jing Ci originally wanted to stay at school with the high school seniors on the 30th and 31st, and go back on the 1st.
But father Jing called him last night, especially emphasizing that he should go home as soon as he was on vacation. It is said that there is a party with relatives at home on New Year's Day, and he is required to be present.
Jing Ci counted the time and replied, "On the afternoon of the 1st."
Yingjiao frowned slightly: "Aren't you at school two days ago?"
"Well, I have to go home this time."
"If..." Yingjiao considered his words, and tried his best to say euphemistically: "Call me if you need anything, you know?"
He looked at Jing Ci, smiled lightly and said, "I know you don't want to trouble others, but am I someone else? We have hugged and kissed, and Lao Liu has admitted our relationship. That's it You still see me outside, it's a bit unreasonable, right?"
Jing Ci's cheeks became hot from what he said, and he wanted to refute but was afraid that he wouldn't be able to speak out, so he was entangled instead, and nodded indiscriminately: "Yes."
"Carry your mobile phone with you at all times," Yingjiao said again: "If you see the message I sent you, you must reply as soon as possible."
Jing Ci pursed her lips and smiled: "Okay."
After school on the evening of the 29th, Jing Ci stepped on the bus home for the second time and knocked on the door of Jing's house.
This time, Jing Miao, who came to open the door, saw Jing Ci, and complained sullenly, "I won't come back early after school. The whole family is waiting for you to eat, so you're too embarrassed."
Jing Ci only thought of him as air, changed his shoes and walked into the living room shortly.
Father Jing coughed, put down the financial magazine in his hand, and wanted to smile at Jing Ci, but after trying several times, he felt that it didn't work, so he just kept it as it was: "Eat."
Zhao Jinfeng's nose was not his nose, his eyes were not his eyes, and he put the dishes on the dining table heavily.
Father Jing glanced at her, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything.
It is estimated that father Jing specially explained the dinner, and it was very rich. With fish, meat and vegetables, it was the best meal Jing Ci had ever had.
But the people at the same table were either sullen, or knocked their chopsticks on the bowl. The atmosphere was extremely stiff, and no matter how delicious the food was, they couldn't taste it.
After finally filling his stomach, Jing Ci was about to go back to his room when Father Jing stopped him.
Father Jing sat on the sofa with a cup of Xiaoshi tea and asked Jing Ci: "How is your competition going?"
Jing Ci said lightly: "The results haven't come out yet."
"Don't you think about it before you come out? Don't you know how you did in the exam?" Father Jing frowned.
Jing Ci looked at him mockingly, and his heart was calm: "A few days ago, the Ministry of Education has issued a document notice that starting next year, there will be no more points for the college entrance examination Olympiad."
"What?" Father Jing stood up suddenly, as excited as a senior high school student who won the Mathematical Olympiad award: "If you don't add it, you won't add it? Then what about your extra points?"
Jing Ji didn't want to communicate with him anymore, so he said, "I don't need extra points." He lifted his foot and was about to leave.
Father Jing endured and endured, but he still didn't suppress his anger, and said angrily: "You are so mad that you don't know what your last name is, right? You don't need extra points?! If you don't have extra points, how can you guarantee that you will get the first place?" one?"
He looked at Jing Ci and scolded, "Come back to me, where are you going?! Miaomiao still has questions for you later."
Other scenes can be tolerated, after all, the person in front of him is the father of this body. He would never accept the fact that he was asked to tutor Jing Miao.
"If there is a problem, let him save up and go to school to ask the teacher." Jing Ci turned his head and looked at Jing's father expressionlessly: "If you don't want to find a tutor."
"You..." Father Jing pointed at him, and just about to say something, was interrupted by Jing Ci: "How to learn in the past, how to learn now, let me teach him?"
Jing Ji raised his lips coldly, and glanced at Zhao Jinfeng, who was gloating beside him: "Aren't you afraid that the one I tutored for him won't even pass the high school exam?"
Looking at Zhao Jinfeng's instantly wary gaze, Jing Ci knew that Father Jing would never mention this matter to him again in the future.
Sure enough, when he closed the door of the room, father Jing wanted to say a few more words with a livid face, but Zhao Jinfeng persuaded him to go back.
Jing Ci sat on the bed and let out a long sigh of relief.
He suddenly felt sorry for the original owner. With such a native family, his rebellion seemed to be justifiable.
Jing Ci decided that no matter what holidays he had in the future, he would stay at school as much as possible. Even if Jing's father said that Hua'er was here, he would never come back to make trouble for nothing.
In this case, it would be inconvenient to store the daily clothes at Jing's house, so it's better to take them all to the dormitory, so as not to have to come back to get them when they need to wear them.
Jing Ci's dormitory is a standard six-person room, but so far only he and Li Zhou live there, and it is estimated that there will be no more people in the future. The cabinets are more than half empty, and it is definitely not a problem to store a few clothes.
Jing Ci did as soon as he thought of it, put his schoolbag on the bedside, opened the closet and began to organize the clothes to be brought to school.
He found a large bag at the top of the cabinet, first took a few coats and folded them in, then went to get the sweater. Just holding the corner of the coat and lifting it up, a hardcover notebook suddenly fell out of the sweater.
Jing Ci was stunned for a moment, bent down and picked up the notebook.
Hiding in such a secret place, obviously not wanting to be seen by others. Jing Ci reckoned that this should be the original owner's diary.
He has no memory of the original owner, and there are not many descriptions of the original owner in the novel, so he doesn't know what kind of person the original owner is.
It's strange to say that Jingci has been wearing it for such a long time, but he has never seen the original owner's font.
The original owner has a very paranoid personality. It’s okay to never do homework in school, and even the exams are blank papers. No matter what Teacher Liu says, he will not change.
Maybe after reading the diary, I might understand a little bit about the original owner's thoughts.
Thinking about it, Jing Ci opened the diary in his hand.
Jing Ci's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heartbeat began to speed up.
Some thoughts of the original owner were not recorded on the pale yellow paper as he imagined. From the beginning to the end, Yingjiao's name was written on it.
However, what shocked Jing Ci was not the original owner's obsession with Yingjiao, but a small writing habit of his—
When writing the word "win", a small circle appeared in the word "moon" in the lower left corner because of the original owner's continuous strokes.
Although the original owner's handwriting is completely different from his, but this alone is exactly the same.
Jing Ci held the diary tightly, and his whole body seemed to be trapped in a fog.
Is it really possible for two people in this world to have exactly the same name, appearance, and even writing habits
What is his relationship with the original owner
He came here, what about the original owner? Did he disappear or went to his world
wrong? !
Jing Ci's back suddenly went cold, how did this novel appear on his mobile phone? He couldn't even remember it at all.
He only remembered turning on his phone one day, and suddenly there was such a novel in it. It happened that he was finishing the college entrance examination at that time, so he relaxed for a while, and just read along.
But why had he never thought about this question before, or even wondered
One question after another popped up one after another, Jing Ci took a deep breath and tried his best to calm himself down.
He can't figure out these things for the time being, but it doesn't matter, take your time, the truth will come to light one day.
I don't know why, but at this moment. He suddenly had a premonition: as long as he solved the headache that caused him to see Qiao Anyan, other problems would also be solved.
Jing Ci calmed down for a moment, put the diary deep in the cabinet, and didn't read it again. Just as he was about to continue packing his clothes, the phone suddenly vibrated. He picked it up, it was the message of Yingjiao.
[Jiao]: Are you done eating
Jing Ci unlocked the phone and replied to him—
[Jing]: Well, it's over, have you eaten yet
[Jiao]: I'm eating, with He Porridge and the others.
[Jiao]: This Japanese grocery store is okay, next time I will bring you over [photo][photo].
The presentation of the Japanese grocery store is good, not to mention there are many things about Yingjiao, so after finally taking the holiday, of course I have to choose a place that is tall and upscale.
Jing Ci zoomed in on the picture and looked at it, then typed in amazement—
[Scene]: It looks good.
Yingjiao picked up an Arctic shell and put it in his mouth. Seeing Jing Ci's reply, a smile appeared on his face involuntarily.
Yingjiao put down his chopsticks, and while chatting with Jing Ci, he was already thinking about how to abduct him tomorrow and bring him to have a meal.
He Porridge and the others couldn't help but roll their eyes skyward when they saw that he was obsessed with chatting. Don't think about it, this is almost laughing like a flower, the person you are chatting with must be Jing Ci.
A few people didn't want to bother him, lest he get angry again, but who is willing to pick up tons of dog food? Looks like you feel overwhelmed, okay? !
Zheng Que was the first to be unbearable. He stood up and knocked on the bowl in front of Yingjiao: "Brother Jiao, can you be normal?"
Yingjiao raised his eyelids and glanced at him.
Zheng Que was speechless: "No, you two stick together every day, what is there to talk about? I've also been chasing people recently, is it like you?"
Yingjiao said indifferently: "Oh, so you were rejected."
Zheng Que: "..."
Yingjiao glanced at the WeChat interface, saw no new news, and looked up at him: "I found that you guys are very lenient. Before crying and shouting, I was afraid that Jing Ci and I would applaud for love. Now I don't even Can't even type for my love?"
He Porridge Zheng Que Peng Chengcheng: "..."
Zheng Que's body swayed uncontrollably, he wiped his face and surrendered completely: "No one is hindering your love, please... you can hit whatever you want."
The author has something to say: Those who have read my love book may know that I am more willing to write that there is a cause and an effect.
So it is not accidental to wear a book, it is not accidental that Jing Ci is immediately dropped by 8 as soon as he comes, and it is not accidental that Brother Jiao quickly developed a good impression of him~
Desperately hold down the claws I want to spoil...
Brother Jiao: Chatting with Jing Ci = typing for love.