Until sitting in the back seat of Yingjiao's car, Jing Ci's ears were still red.
He lowered his eyes, breathing slightly short of breath, how could Yingjiao say he missed him
Is... Are you teasing him? probably. Yingjiao is such a character, not to mention that it's okay for friends to joke occasionally.
He patted his hot face, stopped thinking about it, and forced himself to turn his attention to other places.
Jing's family and Yingjiao's family are both around the school, not far away.
In less than twenty minutes, the two arrived at their destination.
This is the second time Jingci has come to Yingjiao's house. Compared with the embarrassment of the first time, at this moment, he is more shy and nervous.
"What would you like to drink?" Yingjiao opened the refrigerator: "Water or beverage?"
"Water."
Yingjiao saw that he was a little unnatural, and sat down on the sofa with two bottles of water, patted the place next to him, and said with a smile: "Let's chat for a while before doing homework?"
Jing Ci nodded, sat down and took the water from Yingjiao, unscrewed it and took a sip.
"Want to watch TV?" Ying Jiao picked up the remote control and asked Jing Ci: "What programs do you like?"
Jing Ci is not very interested in TV and movies, let alone... He looked up at Yingjiao with a smile on his face, what if he was caught off guard and saw blood on TV again
Seeing the smile in his eyes, Ying Jiao instantly understood what he was thinking.
"Do what you can," Ying Jiao grabbed Jing Ci's shoulders, pressed him into his arms, pinched his face in retaliation: "You're secretly laughing at me, aren't you?"
"No." Jing Ji suppressed a smile, tilting his head to avoid it.
Yingjiao couldn't bear to squeeze hard anymore, and let go of his hand: "You are so happy after knowing my weakness?"
"No," Jing Ci straightened his disheveled hair, afraid that Yingjiao would misunderstand, and explained softly: "I'm not laughing at you, I'm just..."
At the movie theater that day, the scene of Yingjiao looking weak but inexplicably concerned about whether he could do it or not came to mind.
Jing Ci pursed her lips and pressed the corners of her lips that were uncontrollably raised.
"that is… "
I just think Yingjiao, who is dizzy with blood, is inexplicably cute.
But he couldn't say such nasty words, even after a long time, he didn't say anything.
"Well," Yingjiao nodded, not intending to embarrass him, and did not continue to press: "I know."
Jing Ji breathed a sigh of relief, before he could thank Yingjiao for his understanding, he heard him continue: "You know my secret, logically, shouldn't you also take the initiative to reveal one of your secrets to me? ?”
Jing Ji was taken aback: "I have no secret."
No
Yingjiao laughed, this little classmate really dared to say, isn't his existence the biggest secret
Yingjiao actually wanted to ask about his background, why he came here, and ask him... Will one day quietly leave like when he came.
But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again.
It is not easy for him to develop the relationship with Jing Ci to the present state. If he really asks today, he will probably scare Jing Ci away from him.
Yingjiao suppressed the impulse in his heart and raised his eyebrows: "Really?"
Jing Ci lowered his eyes: "No."
"Then..." Yingjiao raised the corners of his lips slightly, leaned closer to him, and said in a low voice, "What happened to Qiao Anyan's Ping An Fruit?"
Jing Ci's brain froze instantly, and his face flushed completely red.
Judging by his performance, there is still something that Yingjiao doesn't understand.
It wasn't a misplacement, it wasn't a confusion, but Jing Ji put the apple in the box on purpose.
"You..." Yingjiao's heartbeat began to speed up involuntarily, he calmed down his breath, and his eyes tightly caught Jing Ci's face: "Why did you do that?"
Being caught doing something bad, a sense of shame that he had never felt before rose from his heart, Jing Ci's cheeks were so hot that they were almost smoking, he lowered his eyes and said nothing.
This time, Yingjiao didn't let him go, and asked again: "Why?"
"Because, because..." Jing Ci's body was stiff, and he stammered, "I... I hate him very much."
Only in this way
Yingjiao was dissatisfied with this answer, he rolled his eyes, and said again: "Then do you know that there is a love letter he gave me in that safe fruit?"
Jing Ci's breath was suffocated.
love letter? There was a love letter in it!
Since the Ping An fruit has been given to the teacher, how would Yingjiao know
"I'm sorry," Jing Ji's fingertips were trembling, his mind was already in a mess, he forced himself to calm down: "Is the teacher looking for you? It's all my fault, I'm going to talk to the teacher after school..."
"Okay." Yingjiao originally wanted to say a few words, but he didn't expect to scare him. Holding his cold hand and rubbing it, I felt a little regretful: "What a big deal, I was so scared. Lao Liu came looking for me, but it has nothing to do with me. After he found out about it, he let me go. Just at noon Do you remember the day you were looking for both of us at the same time?"
"real?"
"Well," Jing Ci was very thoughtful, and Ying Jiao was afraid that he would think too much, so he deliberately teased and said: "Just kidding, Lao Liu already knew that you were my little wife, so why would he misunderstand what I have with other people. I'd rather demolish ten temples than destroy one marriage, understand?"
The little wife Jing Ci: "..."
Xiaojiao's wife stood up from the sofa in embarrassment, and turned her back to Yingjiao: "Write, do your homework."
Yingjiao appreciatively admired his embarrassment, and then nodded: "Okay."
The two went to the study together.
Jing Ci went downstairs in a hurry, and the books were stuffed into the schoolbag casually. At this moment, he came to his senses, looking at the messy textbooks, he couldn't stand it for a moment, poured out all the contents, and started to read one by one. tidy.
Yingjiao glanced at the Mathematical Olympiad book and asked him, "Your competition results haven't come out yet?"
"You can check your grades online at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." Jing Ji took out the papers to be written, placed them neatly on the table, and said to Yingjiao, "But we have to wait a few more days for the specific awards."
Yingjiao didn't understand: "Didn't they come out together?"
Jing Ci shook his head: "The results are released first, and then the score line for the first provincial level is released, and the list of winners is finally announced."
Yingjiao clicked his tongue: "Why is it so troublesome?"
He asked again, "What happened after that?"
"After that..." Jing Ci paused before continuing: "If you are selected into the provincial team, you will be able to participate in the national finals. There are about two hundred people who can enter the national finals every year. In our province... Mr. Zhao said that there was only one last year. "
Yingjiao was dumbfounded, the competition was too fierce, but—
"If you're alone this year..." Yingjiao skillfully turned the pen in his hand and chuckled, "It must be you."
Jing Ci shook his head: "We won't know until the results come out."
Sure enough, it was Jing Ci's answer, even though he was now his closest friend, but in front of him, he still had reservations.
Yingjiao sighed, turned over the chemistry paper in his hand, take your time, at least Jing Ci is willing to go home with him now.
Jing Ci had already written more than half of his homework yesterday, and he was very fast at solving the questions, so he finished all the tasks before six o'clock. Although Yingjiao didn't touch fish, he still couldn't keep up with his progress, and there were still a few papers left to be done.
The two of them have been writing for more than three hours. Yingjiao looked at the time and said to Jing Ci: "Go to eat first, and then come back to continue?"
Jing Ji put his books into the bag in order, and refused, "I'm going home."
go home? Yingjiao sneered, he abducted Jing Ci today, and never thought of letting him go back.
"It's only six o'clock, what are you doing when you go back so early." Yingjiao's face was full of righteousness, and he couldn't see the mess in his stomach at all: "I still have a question to ask you, anyway, tomorrow is a holiday, so it's the same as going back later."
What Jing Ci cared most about was Yingjiao's study situation. Hearing what he said, he nodded and agreed without thinking: "Okay, then I'll leave after explaining the questions to you."
The two put on their coats and went downstairs, and Yingjiao brought Jing Ci to the Japanese grocery store they went to yesterday.
The owner of this store is Japanese, and the store has authentic Japanese taste from the decoration to the dishes.
Yingjiao picked up the menu at hand and asked Jing Ci: "What do you want to eat?"
Jing Ci flipped through two pages, the prices were astonishingly expensive, and they were all things he had never eaten before. Afraid of ordering the wrong dishes randomly, he closed the menu and said, "You can order, I can do it."
"Don't." Yingjiao said helplessly, "You are making things difficult for me on purpose. What do you like to eat? Do you like sea urchin rice?"
"I've never eaten Japanese food." Jing Ci didn't feel embarrassed, and told the truth: "Order what you think is delicious."
Yingjiao's fingertips snapped, and his guess about Jing Ci's family situation became more and more certain.
Yingjiao's expression remained unchanged, he nodded and said, "That's fine, I'll order some."
He didn't order directly, but first confirmed with Jing Ji: "Have you ever eaten raw food before?"
"No."
If you haven't eaten raw food, you can't eat more at once, otherwise Yingjiao is afraid that his stomach will not be able to accept it. He decisively turned over the sashimi page and ordered a sukiyaki pot. It's cold, it's just right to eat a pot to warm your stomach.
Looking back, I ordered a skewered platter, a grilled beef tongue, a frosted wagyu rock plate, a snowflake beef short rib, an Okonomiyaki, and a stone pot truffle beef soup.
Raw food only ordered a portion of sweet shrimp. If Jing Ci didn't react after eating it, it meant his body accepted it.
After confirming the menu with Yingjiao, the waiter left, and there were only two people left in the small cubicle.
The privacy of this store is very good, and there are partitions between each table. A protruding cherry blossom lamp is embedded on the pure black wall, and the light softly shines on the table, adding a romantic touch.
Yingjiao took a sip of tea with satisfaction, the regret of not being able to have a good meal with Jingci on Christmas Eve, finally made up for it today.
"The night view from here is not bad," Yingjiao pointed out the window and said, "You can see the bridge across the sea."
Jing Ci followed his gaze and saw a long strip of light, hanging in the night like the Milky Way, eye-catching and gorgeous.
Jing Ji couldn't help sighing in his heart, sure enough, there is a reason for being expensive. Not to mention the dishes, the environment alone is already very attractive.
This restaurant served food very quickly, and the sukiyaki pot was served just after the two of them had said a few words. The waiter opened the fire for them, and put a bowl of raw eggs in front of the two, telling them that they could be smashed and dipped in fat beef to eat.
Yingjiao is a regular customer, he nodded casually, picked up his chopsticks and started stirring, but Jing Ci expressed his resistance to the food for the first time.
"This is a sterile egg," Yingjiao picked up a chopstick of fat beef from the pot, dipped it into the egg bowl and put it in his mouth, and said to Jing Ci: "There is no fishy smell."
Jing Ji shook his head in embarrassment: "I still don't want it."
"It's okay." Yingjiao knew that he was only playing tricks on the inherent impression of raw eggs, so he didn't dare to try it. He dipped the fat cow into the egg liquid and handed it to Jing Ci's mouth: "Taste it."
Jing Ci hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head: "I can't, I can't eat this."
"It's really not fishy," Yingjiao laughed, "When did brother lie to you?"
Jing Ci hesitated for a moment: "Then I will do it myself."
"Just take my share, hurry up, I've been lifting for so long." Seeing that Jingci's face was a little unnatural, he said, "It's just the two of us in the cubicle, so why not be embarrassed, open your mouth."
Jing Ci met Shang Yingjiao's smiling eyes, and opened his mouth in a heartbeat.
The fat beef in the mouth is delicious, and it really doesn't have the slightest fishy smell of eggs.
Yingjiao looked at his stretched eyebrows and said, "I didn't lie to you, did I?"
Jing Ci smiled embarrassedly and nodded.
It seems that every time you are with Yingjiao, you will have a new experience.
The portion of Japanese food is small, but it can't hold up to win a lot of pride. Jing Ji is also a character who can't see leftovers. At the end of the meal, both of them were holding on.
In the elevator, Yingjiao smiled and said to Jing Ci: "Weigh when we get back to see how much we ate this meal."
Jing Ci was in a good mood, and spoke a lot more casually: "Do you still have a weighing scale at home?"
"Well, I bought an ultrasonic weight measuring instrument when I was idle and bored, and when I stand on it, the height and weight can be displayed."
Jing Ci was aroused by him: "Then I will weigh it too."
The two returned home and headed straight for the measuring instrument.
Yingjiao stood on it for a few seconds, then glanced at the numbers on the screen, and said with a smile: "It weighed two catties, not bad, this meal is quite worth it."
Jing Ci waited for the number on it to disappear, and stood up, and his basic situation was immediately displayed on the screen—
Height: 179cm
Weight: 65kg
Jing Ci looked at the top number with some surprise: "I'm only one centimeter short of 1.8 meters."
He was 178 before, but he didn't expect the world to rise by one centimeter!
Yingjiao stared at the screen for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled.
Jing Ci was confused by his smile: "What's wrong?"
As the saying goes, full of warmth and lust, Ying Jiao leaned on the treadmill and looked into Jing Ci's shining eyes. I really couldn't hold back, and lazily blew a hooligan whistle at him, making waves: "You are... destined to be short of a 1."
The author has something to say: Small theater, Yingjiao: Did you see, I am Jing Ci's destiny.