At the beginning of the uncomfortable time, Jing Ci thought it was because he was tired during the training camp. He didn't take it seriously, thinking that he would recover after going back to sleep, until Yingjiao held his hand under the table.
A sharp pain gushed out from the place where the skins of the two touched, and it spread all over the body in an instant. Jing Ji shuddered in pain, and subconsciously broke free.
The pain dissipated suddenly.
"Not allowed?" Yingjiao raised his eyebrows and turned his head: "Leaving for half a month... What's wrong with you?!"
Yingjiao looked at his pale face in amazement, stretched out his hand to feel it on his forehead, and said worriedly: "Did you catch a cold? What's wrong? Tell me."
There was another burst of pain where he touched it, clearly as if deliberately reminding him that this was not an illusion.
It's true, there's nothing wrong with it, Yingjiao will hurt him if he touches him.
Jing Ci's fingertips trembled, and a storm arose in his heart.
why
He was doing well when he went upstairs, and Yingjiao even grabbed his shoulders, why did he suddenly become like this
Seeing that he was silent for a while, Yingjiao shook his hand vigorously, trying to get his attention back: "Speak."
"I..." Jing Ci stubbornly endured the increasing pain, not letting Yingjiao see anything strange, gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, it's just..." It hurt so much that he had to stop to take a breath before continuing. : "I'm just a little tired, just take a rest."
Yingjiao frowned, always feeling that something was wrong.
Jing Ci is not a person who likes to sweat, but at this moment, the palm of the hand he is holding is wet and full of sweat, which does not seem to be a sign of fatigue.
But he didn't think too deeply, after all, Jing Ci had been fine before.
Maybe it's because I'm too tired, so I'm sweating
Yingjiao let him go, and asked softly: "Then you sleep on your stomach for a while? If you feel something wrong, call me quickly, don't hold on, you know?"
Jing Ci nodded indiscriminately.
My body was getting more and more uncomfortable, my heart was beating fast, and my chest was so tight that I could hardly breathe.
It's like having a headache before...
Jing Ci's eyes widened suddenly, he stood up suddenly, and was about to walk out.
Joe Anyan!
The person who can cause this abnormal phenomenon in him must be Qiao Anyan!
"Where are you going?" Yingjiao worried about him, and stood up: "I'll accompany you."
"No need." Jing Ci took a deep breath, tried his best to let himself turn around naturally, and said, "I'll go find the teacher, and I'll say hello to him when I come back."
"You do the questions well, I'm fine."
What he said was reasonable, Yingjiao didn't doubt it, watched him walk out of the classroom, and then sat down again.
Jing Ci didn't go to the office, he went straight to the stairs as soon as he went out.
It will be uncomfortable to be with Yingjiao, and it will hurt to touch Yingjiao. If this continues, how will the relationship between them continue
Jing Ci's heart sank straight down, and he climbed up to the fourth floor in three steps at a time, heading straight for Class Eleven.
He had to figure out what was going on.
Coincidentally, as soon as he got to class ten, he ran into Qiao Anyan who was coming to him.
He seemed to be in a hurry, he walked in a hurry, he just walked forward dully, and almost bumped into Jing Ci.
"Let..." Qiao Anyan raised his eyes, and the expression on his face instantly changed from impatience to deep hatred: "Disgusting."
"The most disgusting person is you." Jing Ci's brain was running fast, trying to think of a topic to attract Qiao Anyan's words: "Did you send a love letter to Yingjiao at Christmas?"
How could he know this
Qiao Anyan was annoyed and hated, and there was also a kind of shame that the joke was seen by the deadly enemy.
He glared at Jing Ci viciously, and almost lost his mind in anger: "So what? It's none of your business! Thinking that Yingjiao tied your shoelaces for you just to fall in love with you? It's your mother's dream!"
He seemed to be trying to convince himself, but also seemed to be provoking Jing Ci: "Tell you! Even if Yingjiao doesn't accept me, you're useless!"
After finishing speaking, he gave Jing Ci a hard push, bypassed him and went downstairs.
Jing Ci didn't stop him, because he suddenly discovered something: seeing Qiao Anyan this time, he won't have a headache anymore.
Is it the reason why you entered the national reserve team
As soon as this idea flashed in his mind, he denied it.
No, if that was the case, he wouldn't have the current problem.
why
By the way, tie your shoelaces!
Before that, Qiao Anyan's influence on him was already very small. But after Qiao Anyan saw Yingjiao tying his shoelaces, he suddenly couldn't get in touch with Yingjiao, and he didn't have a headache anymore.
Does this mean that Qiao Anyan unintentionally used the traits in him that could finally affect him, and became an obstacle between him and Yingjiao
Jing Ci stared blankly at the ground for a long time, then suddenly leaned against the wall as if losing strength.
He has never been afraid of Qiao Anyan's malicious targeting. Anyway, as long as he gets better and better, he will not be affected one day. But now, he was suddenly afraid.
How should I explain it to Yingjiao
It's okay to make excuses not to let him touch him for a day or two, but what about a month, two months, or even years
They are in a relationship, how could there be no physical contact at all.
The light in the corridor shone on his face, making his face pale. People kept passing by, occasionally casting curious glances at him. Jing Ci stood there unconsciously, panicked in his heart.
I don't know how long it took until both legs started to go numb, and Jing Ci finally came back to his senses, turned around and went downstairs step by step.
He walked very slowly, as if he was carrying something heavy.
The short distance of one floor took a full ten minutes.
Before pushing open the classroom door, Jing Ci vigorously rubbed his face to bring out a little blood.
If he wants to be with Yingjiao, no one can stop him, not even the protagonist in this world.
It's just a little pain and discomfort, he can bear it the most. Bear with it and wait until you get used to it.
Jing Ci did a good job, even Li Zhou who lived with him didn't notice anything unusual, but Yingjiao still noticed.
"Jing Ci," by the flower bed of the teaching building, where he confessed to him, Yingjiao called his full name for the first time: "Does it hurt when I touch you?"
No matter how well Jing Ci conceals it, there are some reflexive things that cannot be covered up.
Yingjiao's heart is almost hanging on him, how could he not notice it.
How many times did I touch him before I realized it
I can't remember and I can't count, how much pain Jing Ci must have had to keep his face pale.
Yingjiao's heart throbbed, and he wished he could chop off his own hand.
He closed his eyes, and directly confronted Jing Ji: "Is it because you are not from this world, or is it because of Qiao Anyan?"
Jing Ci's brain buzzed and went blank for an instant.
He took a step back involuntarily, and didn't find a sense of reality until his back touched the solid wall.
"You..." He clenched his fists tightly and forced himself to calm down: "How do you know?"
Would he be... afraid of himself
"Stupid or not?" Seeing what he was thinking, Yingjiao smiled helplessly, wanted to hug him and touch his head, but raised his hand, but put it down again: "I knew it the first day, You are so different from him."
"Remember the letter of guarantee I asked you to write? It was to confirm your handwriting. I also deliberately pointed you to the wrong seat and teased you vigorously, all to test you."
"Afraid what are you doing?"
Yingjiao looked at him tenderly: "Thank you for coming to my side before it's too late."
Jing Ji's eyes turned red quickly, and he choked up and called out: "Brother..."
"Can you tell me your story now?"
Jing Ci nodded. He wanted to start with the book that inexplicably appeared in his mobile phone, but he opened his mouth, but found that no sound could come out.
It's not that he doesn't want to, but that he can't. The rules of this world are preventing him.
Sweat broke out on his anxious forehead, but he still couldn't utter a word.
Seeing this, Yingjiao guessed the reason instantly: "Can't tell? It's okay, then I will tell you, you can answer. If you can't speak, just nod or shake your head instead."
Yingjiao quickly collected his thoughts and asked, "Will it hurt if I touch you?"
Jing Ci hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
"Is it related to Qiao Anyan?"
Jing Ci nodded again.
"He..." Yingjiao lowered his eyelids, covering the indifference and hostility in his eyes: "It still has a great influence on you now?"
"It's gone." Jing Ji understood Yingjiao's meaning: "The cause is him, but the current situation is out of his control."
Yingjiao slowly suppressed the urge to immediately go to Class 11 to kill Qiao Anyan, and asked again: "You are not feeling well these days, is it because you stay by my side, or," he paused, before continuing: " Because of our relationship?"
"Don't lie to me," Yingjiao looked into his eyes: "You can't hide it from me."
Jing Ji's Adam's apple rolled a few times, and after a long while, he said with difficulty: "Our relationship."
Those five short words, like a knife, pierced Yingjiao's heart hard.
He clenched his fist restrainedly, and continued to ask: "This situation...is the same as the headache at that time. As long as you get better and better, will it gradually disappear?"
"Yes," Jing Ci's eyes were red, his voice was trembling, he raised his eyes to look at Yingjiao, and said with difficulty: "But I don't know how long it will take..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he hurriedly added: "Brother, don't worry, I will work hard in the competition, and I will not fail in the school exam. You, you wait for me."
Yingjiao stared at Jing Ci blankly, feeling sore and soft in his heart.
He must be very uncomfortable now, but he tried his best to comfort himself in turn.
How could Jing Ci be so attractive
"So you want me to touch it?" Yingjiao said bitterly, and he rolled up his sleeves pretending to be relaxed, revealing the black bracelet on his wrist: "I'm tied up by you, who are you waiting for?"
"What did I tell you on your birthday? Don't you ignore my words?"
Jing Ci shook his head.
"Then repeat it for me."
"We..." Jing Ci's heart gradually settled down: "We will never change."
"Then what are you afraid of?" Yingjiao tried to tease him: "Isn't it just that I can't touch you? What's the big deal? If someone else is a virgin at thirty, wouldn't he be alive?"
Jing Ci couldn't help laughing.
Yingjiao put down his sleeves, and his voice was a little lower than usual: "Remember it, do you need me to remind you next time?"
"No need."
The biting cold wind blew by, and under the dim street lamp, a dead branch was blown off with a snap and fell straight down.
"Speaking of which, today is the nineteenth." Yingjiao said suddenly, "Happy birthday, baby."
Jing Ji was startled, it turned out that he really guessed everything.
"Last time I ate longevity noodles, this time I ate birthday cake." Yingjiao sighed softly: "I originally hid in your table hole and wanted to give you a surprise, so I will tell you in advance now."
For some reason, Jing Ci suddenly had a bad feeling.
He stared fixedly at Yingjiao and insisted, "Let's eat together."
Yingjiao shook his head: "There is a bag of candles in the cake bag, remember to light one to make a wish, and ask Zheng Que for the lighter."
"We..." Yingjiao's Adam's apple rolled a few times, and when he spoke again, his voice was hoarse: "Let's separate for now, you..."
"I don't know!" Jing Ji interrupted him through gritted teeth as if he couldn't bear it, and insisted stubbornly: "Brother, I don't know."
His lips trembled, and his voice had a strong nasal voice, eager to prove to Yingjiao: "I'm not uncomfortable, really. I'm not uncomfortable at all, I can bear it."
As he spoke, tears suddenly fell.
Jing Ji didn't want to be like this in front of Yingjiao, embarrassed and ugly, but he couldn't help it.
He turned his head and wiped his eyes vigorously: "Brother, don't you want to be with me?"
Yingjiao's eyes were flushed, and he was almost about to explode in distress: "Don't cry."
He raised and lowered his hand, but he didn't dare to touch Jing Ci. Finally, he slammed hard on the wall, and said in a hoarse voice: "Baby, please be more conscientious, it was not easy for me to catch you."
"But… "
Yingjiao's eyes were red: "Be good, don't let me watch you suffer."
Jing Ji was suddenly speechless.
He couldn't remember what else he said that day. I only remember that at the very end, he desperately grabbed Yingjiao's front of his clothes and kissed him on the lips.
It hurts, both physically and psychologically.
He never thought that one day they would be separated, even temporarily.
She never thought that the first time she took the initiative to kiss him would be when they were separated.
The author has something to say: Although separated, but sugar. The two talked openly, and there was no concealment between each other, which can be regarded as a leap forward in their relationship.