Yingjiao raised his eyes and fixedly looked at Jing Ci.
Jing Ci didn't notice his gaze at all, and all his attention was focused on the little rose.
The little rose was completely withered, and the brittle petals immediately fell from such a sudden fall, and half fell off in the blink of an eye.
Jing Ci was so distressed that he didn't even care about the embarrassment and shame of the secret being discovered. He squatted down and wanted to pick up the flower, but he was afraid that the petals would fall more if he moved his fingers. Did not dare to touch.
Feeling regretful in his heart, he frowned and muttered: "Why did it fall like this..."
Yingjiao couldn't bear it anymore, stood up and pulled him into his arms.
What kind of luck did I have to meet such a good person as Jing Ji.
Yingjiao knew that the iron box contained all the test papers that Jing Ci had won the first place in the exam, and that was his most important thing.
And now, he has a place for himself in this precious space,
102 points in mathematics, but he is so happy, just because he has improved a little bit compared to last time.
"Hua, don't step on the flowers..." Jing Ji turned his head to look at the ground, but Ying Jiao held his face with both hands.
"I know, I won't." Yingjiao kissed his forehead, his eyelids, and the corners of his lips softly, "How do you know that I bought the flowers on purpose?"
The touch and joy of being cherished made Yingjiao's heart tremble.
Although his Jing Ci is introverted and doesn't like to express, he has been working very hard to get close to him and cherish him in his own way.
Jing Ci's eyelashes trembled, and he said softly: "The meaning of flowers..."
Yingjiao understands.
"Why are you..." Yingjiao took a deep breath, feeling that he was going to be sweetened by him: "Why are you so likable?"
Jing Ci raised his eyes in astonishment.
Yingjiao chuckled, bowed his head and kissed him.
"Open your mouth." Ying Jiao lightly licked Jing Ci's lips and said in a low voice.
Jing Ji parted his lips obediently, letting Yingjiao's tongue stick out.
It was the first time they had such a long and gentle kiss. From the bedside to the door, Yingjiao kissed him lingeringly, as if he wanted to melt all his love into this kiss and pass it on to Jing Ci.
When Yingjiao finally let him go, Jing Ci's legs were so weak that he could hardly stand up. Pressing his forehead on Yingjiao's shoulder, he gasped for breath.
"Doesn't your forehead hurt?" Yingjiao put his arms around his waist and lifted him up.
"It doesn't hurt."
"Don't be so hard if it doesn't hurt, let's talk when we're done." Yingjiao gently stroked the back of his neck, sniffing the fragrance of shampoo on his head, feeling sore and soft in his heart.
Jing Ci must have hoped that he could go to the same university as him, but he never put pressure on him.
He didn't say anything, just carefully took notes for him, picked exercise books, and tried his best to help him. Remember his every improvement, and then silently cheer him up in your heart.
Still not enough, Ying Jiao thought, his efforts were not enough.
Jing Ci's iron box was used to fill the volumes, he didn't want him to make an exception for himself, he just wanted to give him the best.
The two hugged for a while, until each other's breathing calmed down, and then they separated.
"Sit down, I'll clean up." Yingjiao squatted down and picked up the papers one by one into the box.
When he picked up the flower, he accidentally used a little too much force, and the poor petals that were already few shattered into pieces.
Jing Ci gasped, and immediately said, "Don't move, I'll come."
He carefully took the flowers from Yingjiao and put them into the box lightly. After doing all this, he didn't get up, but continued to pick up the petals on the ground.
Piece by piece, patiently and meticulously collect them in the palm of your hand.
Seeing him like this, Ying Jiao just wanted to laugh for some reason. His gaze landed on Jing Ci rightly, and the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably. He even forgot to get up, just squatted on the ground, smiling proudly and happily.
It wasn't until Jing Ci went to the cabinet to find a container for the petals that he followed and hugged him from behind.
Jing Ci was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his eyes, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and relaxed his body.
The next day was the last day before the winter vacation. The students were not in the mood to study, but were only looking forward to the holiday. The teachers also turned a blind eye and turned a blind eye, too lazy to emphasize any classroom discipline.
At noon, Yingjiao did not go to the cafeteria to eat with Jing Ci, but went to Mixc City.
After communicating with the designer, he randomly found a Burger King, had a simple meal and then rushed back.
At the same time, Father Jing came out of the company, bought some strawberries and cherries at a fruit shop by the side of the road, and drove to the provincial experiment.
This was his first visit to the Provincial Experimental High School. After registering at the gate guard and asking for directions, he brushed his hair that was blown by the wind and walked towards the school.
However, the teaching building 1 of the provincial experiment and the teaching building 2 are very close, and they are almost exactly the same. Just now, the guard just pointed his finger, and father Jing couldn't tell which building it was after being so far apart.
Afraid of going wrong and making a joke, he looked around and saw a person in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he quickly shouted: "Classmate!" and chased after him.
"Excuse me, which building is Class 2 and 7 in Senior High?"
Yingjiao glanced at him and said, "Come with me, I happen to be in Class Seven."
"Hey? What a coincidence!" Father Jing secretly lamented his luck, and with such a subtle mentality of showing off, he said to Yingjiao, "So you are Jing Ci's classmate, and I am Jing Ci's father."
Yingjiao suddenly turned his head.
Father Jing didn't notice the change in his gaze, so he said to himself: "How is Jing Ci in your class? Does he fit in? He has a boring temper, and he is studying every day, right?"
Yingjiao looked Jing's father up and down, and it turned out to be this old bastard. He looks like a human being, but he doesn't do human affairs.
It's a pity, no matter what, he is Jing Ci's blood-related father, otherwise he wouldn't be able to kill him.
"Get in the group." Yingjiao raised his eyebrows, and changed the direction of his feet without a trace: "Jing Ci is very popular, and everyone in our class likes him very much, especially me."
With Jingci's personality, how can he be popular? Father Jing didn't believe a word.
But this classmate is quite good at talking.
He followed Yingjiao and asked, "What's your name? You have a good relationship with Jing Ci?"
"Yingjiao." Yingjiao glanced at Father Jing with a half-smile, and said, "Yes, we are together every day."
Father Jing wanted to say something more, Yingjiao said again: "It's just that Jing Ci doesn't know what's going on recently, he doesn't eat meat when he goes to the cafeteria, he eats vegetables every day, do you know the reason?"
Father Jing's head buzzed, and his cheeks became hot all of a sudden.
He is a very face-saving person. He can do the living expenses of Duan Jingci, but others can't know.
Father Jing smiled awkwardly, and now he doesn't want to continue talking with Yingjiao at all, he just wants to hurry to class seven.
"Wait, let me ask him."
Yingjiao sneered, and this number was based on a little bit of blood relationship.
"Huh? Are we going the right way?" Father Jing felt guilty, not daring to look at Yingjiao, so he pretended to be looking at the scenery and looked around. Only after looking at it did they realize that they were not going in the direction of the two teaching buildings at all.
Yingjiao had a natural look on his face: "That's right."
Father Jing was puzzled: "But the guard told me that you are on the third floor of a teaching building."
"I was there before, but I moved to the courtyard two days ago because I wanted to make room for the third year of high school." Yingjiao didn't change his expression and said, "It's lucky that you met me, otherwise you would have to go the wrong way."
Father Jing suddenly said, "So that's the case, thank you so much."
Yingjiao curled his lips lazily: "No thanks."
The quadrangle courtyard in the provincial experiment is said to be very good in Fengshui, so it is specially used for the third year of high school. In order to prevent idlers from entering at will, an iron gate was specially installed at the main entrance.
There are two thick and straight trees planted in front of the door, like door gods, guarding one side on the left and the other on the right.
It was lunch break time, the whole school was quiet, and there was no one on the playground.
Yingjiao led Jing's father to the gate of the courtyard, pointed to one of the trees and said, "It's windy, you go and wait under the tree, I'll go in and call Jing Ci out."
This arrangement is exactly what Father Jing wanted.
He was especially afraid that Jing Ci would get into trouble with him in the corridor regardless of his care, and it would be much better to meet here.
Father Jing smiled in satisfaction, and walked under the tree: "I'm really bothering you."
"No trouble."
Yingjiao entered the courtyard without stopping at all, and went directly into the guard room.
There is only one main entrance in the courtyard, but there is a small door in the guard room to go out.
Yingjiao glanced back at Father Jing under the tree, and raised his lips.
The biggest feature of the provincial experimental winter is the crowds of crows.
I don't know what's going on, but the crows are particularly fond of the two trees at the gate of the courtyard, and always like to stop there.
Therefore, no matter the teacher or the student of the provincial experiment, one thing must be kept in mind: Never stand under the tree in the courtyard, otherwise you will be attacked by bird droppings.
He didn't believe it anymore, Father Jing could still go upstairs to find Jing Ci with his body covered in bird feces.
Jing Ci didn't take a nap and was doing a Mathematical Olympiad problem. Under normal circumstances, Yingjiao would not disturb his study, but today's situation is special.
It's too quiet in the classroom right now, it's inconvenient to talk. Yingjiao grabbed Jing Ci's wrist and pulled him out.
If Father Jing can come once, he can come a second time. Instead of leaving him unprepared, it is better to tell him in advance.
Jing Ci knew that Yingjiao must have something to do with his sudden behavior, so he followed him out of the classroom without asking or resisting.
"Your father is here." As soon as the door was closed, Yingjiao said to Jing Ci: "I just met him outside."
Jing Ci's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes turned cold instantly: "Where is he...?"
"I led you to the tree in the courtyard." Yingjiao asked softly, "Has he been pestering you all this time?"
Jing Ci nodded.
Later, Father Jing called him a few more times, but after he hung up, knowing that he would not answer again, he sent a WeChat message instead.
Yingjiao snorted: "He really has face."
He shook Jing Ci's hand and said, "It's okay, I just told you to let you be mentally prepared, he will definitely not be able to find you today."
Yingjiao paused and lowered his voice: "If you want to solve it completely, I have a solution, you..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Teacher Liu's angry roar suddenly came from behind: "It's noon, what are you two doing if you don't sleep?"
Teacher Liu walked over quickly, ignored Jing Ci, and directly fired at Yingjiao: "What are you doing with Jing Ci? Is there anything you can't say after class?"
"Teacher," Jing Ci stepped forward and said softly, "My dad is here."
Yingjiao looked at Jing Ci in astonishment, Jing Ci... told Lao Liu about his family
Teacher Liu swallowed the next words immediately.
Teacher Liu was silent for a while, and asked Jing Ci: "What do you want to do?"
Jing Ji said without hesitation: "I don't want to contact him anymore."
"Then what about your winter vacation? Don't you go back?"
In all fairness, Teacher Liu felt that if he had such a father, he might do even better than Jing Ci.
But the winter vacation is not a month-end vacation. It takes such a long time and there is a Chinese New Year in the middle. Where can Jing Ci go if he doesn't go home
"He won't come back." Before Jing Ji could speak, Ying Jiao said, "Stay at my house."
Teacher Liu was surprised, the relationship between Ying Jiao and Jing Ci is already so good
Don't go to the winner...
Teacher Liu pondered for a while, and suddenly felt that this idea was quite good.
Yingjiao has always lived alone, Jing Ci can at least be his company when Jing Ci passes by. Moreover, Jing Ci has strong self-control and is good at studying, so he can help Yingjiao with his homework when the time comes.
All worries were gone, Teacher Liu stopped thinking about it, and said to the two, "Go back to the classroom first."
Seeing what Yingjiao wanted to say, Teacher Liu glared at him: "I'm here for this matter, so it's your turn to come forward? Hurry up and go back to me!"
After finishing speaking, he asked Jing Ci: "Where is your father now?"
Yingjiao: "I brought her under the tree at the gate of the courtyard."
Teacher Liu:"… "
Teacher Liu was angry and funny. After driving the two of them back, they went downstairs to the courtyard.
When he saw Father Jing, Father Jing was tying his hands and running out from under the tree in a state of embarrassment, covered in white bird feces, almost collapsed.
For some reason, Teacher Liu suddenly felt a strange sense of refreshment in his heart.
It would be nice for Yingjiao to meet this scum first...
"Jing Ci's father?" Mrs. Liu was exhausted, and after seeing enough excitement, he went up and called out: "I am Liu Shichen, Jing Ci's head teacher."
Jing's father blushed immediately, and Jing Ci's class teacher saw his appearance...
Teacher Liu pretended not to see his expression, and said, "The student notified me, so I'll come and take a look. You are..." He paused, and continued until Father Jing's face turned purple, then continued: " Shall I take you to the toilet to clean up?"
Father Jing was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a cloth to cover his face, and nodded repeatedly: "Teacher, please."
Teacher Liu took Father Jing to the bathroom on the first floor.
Provincial Experimental Senior One is on the first and second floors, and Senior Two is on the third and fourth floors. Among them, the first floor and the third floor are equipped with toilets for teachers.
After all this trouble, Jing's father didn't want to go to Jing Ci anymore. He is so sick right now, he tried his best not to vomit, he doesn't even want to go to work, he just wants to ask the company for leave and go home to take a shower.
"Dad Jing Ci, are you here today for something?" After leaving the bathroom, Teacher Liu asked straight to the point.
"It's nothing," Jing's father smiled coyly, "I just took a lunch break to see Jing Ci."
"Jing Ci is a good boy," Mr. Liu praised Jing Ci without hesitation: "This time he won honor for the whole province. Our principal likes him very much, and often sighs that Jing Ci is only his child."
He stared into Father Jing's eyes and asked, "Aren't you too happy to be parents?"
Father Jing looked at him a little unnaturally. He seriously suspected that there was still bird droppings on his body that hadn't been cleaned up.
"Actually, I've wanted to talk to you a long time ago, but you've never attended a parent-teacher meeting." Teacher Liu smiled, and continued: "I heard that Jing Ci had a little misunderstanding with his family..."
Father Jing quickly interrupted him: "No misunderstanding, no misunderstanding."
He had a guilty conscience, and when he heard Mr. Liu say this, he subconsciously felt that Jing Ci told Mr. Liu that he had cut off his living expenses, and immediately defended himself: "Teacher, you also know that Jing Ci was born by my ex-wife."
Teacher Liu hummed.
"This child has a twisted personality. I always feel that I am partial to the second child. It doesn't matter what I say. Hey, as a parent, how can I not give the child living expenses? I also took a big project last month, so I forgot This matter made him misunderstand."
"His grades have been poor for the past two years, so I should give him money as usual."
"So that's the case." Teacher Liu nodded: "I understand you, but you also know that Jing Ci has now entered the national training team, and there are two rounds of trials. This is not only for him personally, but also for the provincial experiment, and even It is very important to our entire Donghai Province."
Are there still two rounds? Isn't it just a guarantee? Father Jing was in a daze, completely confused about the situation, so he could only nod his head pretending to understand.
"Everyone in our school is very concerned about his mental state. He doesn't want to see you now..."
Teacher Liu paused for a while, and was satisfied to see Father Jing's flushed face, and then continued: "Then you should rely on him first, and don't come to him again."
"How can this be done!" Father Jing didn't agree, he didn't care whether he played or not, anyway, he already got the recommended spot.
If you don't repair your relationship with Jing Ci at this time, it will be more difficult as it goes on.
"Why not?" Teacher Liu looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, and there was something in the words: "Don't worry, Jing Ci has a strong ability to self-regulate emotions. Before our class held a parent-teacher meeting, he was the only one in the class who didn't come. , and he can take it lightly."
Father Jing seemed to have been slapped severely, his face hurt so badly that he couldn't speak a word.
Teacher Liu didn't bother to deal with Jing's father anymore, and said directly: "Don't worry about this child, you don't need to worry too much, you can become a talent by yourself, don't worry."
Father Jing came out of the teaching building in a mess, feeling like he couldn't even raise his head, his mind was full of the contemptuous eyes of Teacher Liu just now.
He gritted his teeth, hating Jing Ci for making him lose face. Isn't it just a guarantee? What's the big deal! He has no shortage of sons, and when the time comes to train Miaomiao well, he will be another Tsinghua University and Peking University.
But Jing Ji, without the living expenses he gave, let's see how long he can last!
He didn't notice that there was a woman around the corner who had been there since he spoke with Teacher Liu.
Father Jing deserved it too. This woman is his colleague. It was the one who said last time that his child was in the first year of high school and was also learning Mathematical Olympiad.
However, since the college entrance examination canceled the Olympiad bonus points, the provincial experimental competition class has been suspended, and it seems that there has been no plan to reopen it. She waited and waited, and seeing that the winter vacation was about to start, she couldn't hold back, so she came to the school during the company's lunch break, wanting to communicate with the teacher and ask what was going on.
Unexpectedly, he ran into Father Jing in the corridor.
She wanted to wait for Father Jing and Teacher Liu to finish their conversation, then go up to say hello, and take a car to go back, but she never expected to hear such a big melon.
It turned out that the young boy who entered the national training team was Jing Jianguo's son!
But don't be partial to the fuck!
She has been partial to her colleagues for several years, how does she know Jing Miao, but not Jing Ci
Why didn't Jing Jianguo directly say that he was his child when they were talking about Jing Ci? I'm afraid it's a guilty conscience? I didn't know that my son had achieved such dazzling results.
The female colleague's anger is high, a big fart project! Their group just finished a project before, and they had a very leisurely time last month! I also forgot to give living expenses, it was on purpose!
The child is lying? ! How is it possible, didn't you see how other teachers looked at him!
Jing Jianguo is such a beast!
The female colleague chuckled, took out her phone, clicked on the WeChat group, and started typing.
So, the lunch break is not over yet. The fact that Jing Jianguo was eccentric and didn't pay the son born to his ex-wife the living expenses, and when his grades got better, he posted about it, spread throughout the company.
Not only that, because Jing's father works in an Internet company, the circle is very small, and when there is news, the whole circle will know about it.
Coupled with the fact that Jing Ci is very famous these days, the news spread out of the company at the speed of light with an unstoppable trend...
Jing Ji didn't know that Father Jing was going to be unlucky, so after school at night, he took good things and went home with Yingjiao.
"You can put it where you want," Yingjiao turned on the light in the cloakroom, walked in with his luggage, and said to Jing Ci: "Put it in any cabinet you like."
Jing Ci looked at two compartments one after another, both of which were covered with clothes, and couldn't help sighing: "You have so many clothes."
"Huh?" Yingjiao stopped and looked back at him: "It's not mine, it's yours."
Jing Ci was taken aback: "Mine?"
"Well, I bought it." Yingjiao looked at him and said: "The labels are all cut off, and they have been washed, so they can be worn directly. Didn't you come to my house before and didn't have suitable clothes to wear?"
When Jing Ci said yesterday that he was going to pack his things, Yingjiao wanted to stop him. Anyway, he had prepared enough clothes, so he didn't need to take extra clothes at all. But on second thought, it would be good to let him bring some familiar things, lest he have no sense of belonging at home, so I didn't say anything.
"Why do you..." Jing Ji's throat choked up and he couldn't continue.
Winning pride can be so good...
Jing Ji's nose was sore, he didn't want to lose his composure in front of Yingjiao, he tried his best to restrain the emotions in his heart, and found an excuse to continue: "How do you know my size?"
"Just kidding." Yingjiao raised his eyebrows, and said meaningfully: "My own boyfriend, if I touched and hugged him, don't you know?"
Jing Ci's face flushed red.
But I couldn't help thinking in my heart, he didn't touch it, only hugged it...
"Okay, clean it up, and do it according to your own habits." Yingjiao bowed his head and kissed him: "This is your home, isn't it?"
Jing Ci nodded.
Ying Jiao leaned aside and watched him busy.
Although he likes to see Jing Ci wearing his clothes, it is too inconvenient to wear clothes that are one size bigger all the time, not to mention—
Ying Jiao smiled coquettishly.
Picking out the clothes by yourself, and then taking them off with your own hands, doesn't feel like it.