We were only halfway through the meal when another customer came to the store, so my dear mother went to the kitchen to cook again.
After the adults left, Zhang Yiyi and the others felt more relaxed, but without the greetings from their loving mother, the atmosphere at the dinner table became much colder.
Yan Ningshuang had an indifferent face. Although Jing Rong looked easy-going, Zhang Yiyi didn't have the guts to talk to him. She glanced at An Chengfeng, who was engrossed in eating, and silently took a sip of the milk tea that her loving mother poured for her, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Wow, this milk tea is delicious."
Zhang Yiyi found that the milk tea prepared by Ci's mother had different flavors for everyone. After taking a sip of the friend's tea next to her, she couldn't help but look at Dong Ci. "Xiao Ci, what flavor does your milk tea have?"
"lemon."
Looking at her eager face, a flash of embarrassment flashed across Dong Ci's face. She hesitated and tried to speak more relaxedly. "I'll get you a cup."
One sentence extinguished the excitement in Zhang Yiyi's eyes. She stopped Dong Ci who was about to get up and leave, stuck out her tongue and said with a smile. "No, no, I almost forgot, you don't like to use the same cup as others."
"Don't like using the same cup as others?"
Jing Rong, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly interrupted. He glanced at Zhang Yiyi faintly, and then looked sideways at Dong Ci. "Are you mysophobic?"
As expected, Zhang Yiyi couldn't look at a boy who was too good-looking. Zhang Yiyi's heart beat faster at Jing Rong's glance. She calmed down secretly and explained quickly. "No, Xiaoci is not mysophobic, he just doesn't like to use the same cup or eat the same food as others."
"oh?"
Jing Rong understood what Zhang Yiyi meant. He stared at Dong Ci with a half-smile but said slowly. "If you don't like being in close contact with others, then if someone wants to kiss you, wouldn't you be able to accept it?"
"Ahem—" An Chengfeng choked at his words and couldn't help but curse him secretly.
This little girl doesn’t know who she was forcibly kissed so many times. Who is she talking about when someone asks me this? !
Sure enough, Dong Ci's face turned pale after hearing this, and she naturally thought of something bad. Seeing Jing Rong smiling innocently, she bit her lip and said coldly. "It's not unacceptable."
Dong Ci clenched his fists, raised his head to meet his eyes, and spoke word by word. "But feeling sick."
“…”
nausea
good-
Jing Rong tugged her thin lips, raised her head and slowly turned her neck, then slowly stood up from her seat. He was like a leopard preparing to attack its prey, with an aura of danger surrounding him.
Dong Ci was startled. Before he could stand up from his seat, Jing Rong held him down. He said with a smile. "Be good, I will try my best to kiss you until you don't feel sick."
This is her mother's restaurant, and the table is full of her classmates. In full view of the public, she couldn't afford to lose this person!
So she quickly covered his lips that were about to approach him with her small hands, and said tremblingly. "Jing Rong, I was wrong, I was really wrong."
Jing Rong was indifferent, took her hand away from his lips and smiled slightly. "But my anger has not subsided."
"I will listen to you from now on and I will never talk back to you, okay?"
"not good."
The customers next to him had already noticed this, and An Chengfeng kept winking at him. If he really forcibly kissed a girl here, it would be a trivial matter if they saw it, and the customers could solve it if they saw it, but if the loving mother saw it, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Thinking of his future plans, Jing Rong frowned and pulled her up from her seat.
Dong Ci was dragged into the car by him stumbling all the way. He was really angry. When he put her into the car, his movements were rough and merciless. Dong Ci screamed in pain and his knees hit the car seat.
"Uh-" Furious kisses filled her mouth wantonly, and Dong Ci was pinned down by him and could only let him do whatever he wanted.
This wasn't the first time Dong Ci felt his strength, but this time he was the most ferocious. Her whole body was pinched into his arms, and she was forced to bear his plunder. In the end, she burst into tears because she was unable to hold on.
"Wronged?"
Jing Rong lay on her shoulder to calm down, but he still bit her earlobe with anger. Seeing Dong Ci's face covered with tears, he stretched out his tongue to lick it clean and asked in a low voice. "Still feel sick?"
How could Dong Ci dare to say she was disgusting? She whined and shook her head, pitifully like a frightened little animal. In order to prevent the hunter from suddenly attacking, her little hands kept grabbing Jingrong's skirt, leaving a series of folds on it.
"I know you're lying, but it doesn't matter."
Seeing Dong Ci's tears come out again, he frowned with dissatisfaction and reached out to help her wipe them away, but only to wipe them away more and more.
"Don't cry anymore."
He didn't feel anything when he saw her tears before, but this time Jing Rong felt inexplicably irritated. He pretended to be fierce and scared her, but the little girl trembled in fear and subconsciously wanted to stay away from him.
She could be afraid of him or dislike him, but Jing Rong couldn't bear her running away from him.
With one big palm, he pulled her whole body into his arms. Jing Rong's face softened slightly and she asked softly. "Xiao Ci, can you stay with me all the time?"
Something in her heart became extremely soft, as if her raging heart had been redeemed. For a moment, Jing Rong wanted to hold her and never let go.
Although Dong Ci didn't answer him, the rejection in her eyes was undisguised. Jing Rong knew that if she hadn't been threatened by him, she would have wanted to run away from him right away. This feeling of being unable to control made him extremely irritable.
"What should I do? I seem to like you."
Jing Rong seemed to be recalling something, he blinked and said with a chuckle. "Although I don't know how long this love can last, but for now, I think it should last a long time."
It was obviously a confession, but when it came out of his mouth, it was like a nightmare. It was as if there were countless cold iron chains binding her. Dong Ci kept struggling, but the iron chains would only get tighter and tighter, making her unable to breathe.
She must get rid of him!
Dong Ci woke up from the nightmare again. She clutched the thin quilt tightly with her fingertips and looked at the dark night sky to make up her mind.
After graduation, she must escape from Jing Rong!
In June, Shize is about to take the college entrance examination. In the days before his exam, his loving mother would ask Dong Ci to bring him food every day.
She hadn't seen him for a long time since she quit her job at the dessert shop.
He still looks like that, cold yet gentle, close yet distant. Dong Ci admitted that she had indescribable feelings for Shi Ze, but because she couldn't guess Shi Ze's thoughts, she was always cautious when facing him.
"you lost weight?"
Shi Ze frowned slightly after seeing her, raised her little face to look at her, and said in a cold voice. "Have you not eaten well recently?"
"No, maybe it's because I'm under too much pressure from studying."
Dong Ci smiled coquettishly, sat next to Shi Ze with her chin in her hands and watched him eat. After thinking about it, she asked. "Brother Shize, have you decided which university to go to?"
"J University in the Imperial Capital, I will help my father manage the company in the future, I remember I told you."
Tokize stared at her inquiringly and asked. "What's wrong with you today? You look a little weird."
He could be considered to have grown up with her. Although he was not as close as other childhood sweethearts, after so many years, he knew Dong Ci's habits clearly. Usually, she only particularly likes to talk to him when she has something on her mind.
"Is there something wrong with Aunt Song's restaurant? Or are you not getting used to the new class? Or is someone bullying you?"
She couldn't tell Shi Ze about her and Jing Rong.
Dong Ci's eyes darkened, he pretended to smile relaxedly, shook his head and said, "No, everything is fine. It's just that when I think about you graduating and leaving this school soon, I feel special. Lonely."
The two were in the same school. Although they rarely met or communicated, as long as Dong Ci knew that he was there, she felt an inexplicable sense of security. But now he is leaving soon. After he leaves, Dong Ci really loses all his support here.
The road ahead was confusing, and the back was wrapped in darkness. When he was in a dilemma, Dong Ci felt that even his breathing was a little heavy.
"Aren't you going to get admitted to F University? My school is right next to yours." Shi Ze's eyes softened, knowing that although this girl looked strong, she was actually more fragile inside than anyone else, so she couldn't help but soften her voice.
"Don't think about anything else. As long as you concentrate on studying, one year will pass quickly."
Does a year really go by so quickly
Dong Ci only felt that the first half of the year passed very quickly, but in the second half of the year when she was about to graduate, the days were like years.
The hot summer is coming, and Ci Ma installed fans in the restaurant. However, many customers still complained that it was too hot. As time went by, fewer and fewer people came to eat.
This is the worst business ever for Ci Ma since she opened the store. Because there are so few customers, some vegetables and meat have been left out for too long and have become stale and rotten. The loving mother took the bill and calculated it several times. No matter how she calculated it, she felt that there would be a loss this month.
I'll give it a month.
Ci Ma looked at Dong Ci, who was lying next to the fan doing homework, with a flash of struggle in her eyes.
She can endure it when she doesn't get it, but when one day she gets what she really wants, she is reluctant to let it go no matter what.
She knew that during Dong Ci's college entrance examination, there was no room for any discrepancies in money, but as her desires continued to expand and she wanted more and more things, her loving mother became a little irrational.
Of course, these are things for the future.
…
Ever since Jing Rong's nightmarish confession, Dong Ci has been praying every day that he would get tired of her soon. However, her prayers had no effect. Not only did Jing Rong not lose interest in her, but he became more and more obsessed with her.
She had been forced to move to his villa for two days since the summer vacation.
Dong Ci walked to this corridor covered with murals. The long road seemed to have no end. Although it was summer, the villa was still cool. The night breeze was mixed with the coolness of the mountains. Dong Ci walked all the way to the end and stood in front of Jing Rong.
Before Dong Ci came, Jing Rong had threatened her in every possible way on the phone, and even threatened that if she didn't come, he wouldn't mind kidnapping her again. However, when she actually arrived, Jing Rong paid little attention to her.
He was sitting on the large window sill, wearing a loose white shirt. He didn't know what he was meditating on, but he held his chin and stared straight out of the window, with no light in his dark eyes.
What was he thinking about? Dong Ci didn't know.
Just like he never told her why he lived here alone, and he never mentioned his family to her.
Sometimes Dong Ci would be curious about what kind of parents would raise a child with such a personality. Even whenever he showed this fragile and confused expression, she really wanted to ask him what he was thinking.
Everything about him seemed to be a mystery. Dong Ci couldn't understand him, and she couldn't understand his behavior.
"When exactly can I go home?"
He could do nothing, but Dong Ci still had many things waiting for her to do. She has lived here for two days. If she continues to stay, she is afraid that her loving mother will be suspicious.
"If I could, I'd want you to stay forever."
Jing Rong regained his consciousness and returned to his casual and wanton self in an instant. He bent one leg and leaned lazily on the wall behind him, patted his leg and said. "Come and sit."
Sit on his lap
Dong Ci didn't want to pay attention to him, and just when she turned around to leave, Jing Rong grabbed her arm and hugged her with his long arms.
"Xiao Ci." Jing Rong lowered his eyes and looked at her closely, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, dark and long.
He was a little unusual today, with a gentle smile in his eyes. He kissed her cheek gently and said with a smile. "Nice to have you."
At this moment, he was like a child who got his beloved toy, his smile was pure and soft, and he was completely different from his usual self. Dong Ci stared at him blankly, almost being bewitched by him. "Why on earth did you ask me to come to your villa to accompany you?"
Jing Rong pondered for a moment, stretched out his fingertips and tapped the tip of her nose. "Because it's too lonely for me to live alone."
"What about your parents? Why don't you live with them?"
Jing Rong paused with his fingertips and looked at her with a faint gaze. "They're in America."
"So you often go to the United States to see them? But why don't you just stay in the United States or let them come back to accompany you? You..."
"enough."
Jing Rong didn't seem to want to discuss this issue with Dong Ci, but Dong Ci insisted on it. She didn't seem to hear his warning and looked at him and continued to ask. "How long have you lived here alone? You haven't lived alone for so many years, have you?"
“…”
The air was stagnant for a moment, and Dong Ci saw layers of frost forming in Jing Rong's eyes, which were deep and cold. He just looked at her expressionlessly, the tenderness just now no longer existed, and even his breath began to feel cold.
"Deliberately making me angry?" Jing Rong reached out and pinched her chin with such force that it hurt Dong Ci.
As if he deliberately caused her pain, he slightly raised the corners of his lips, slid his fingers along her cheek, and continued to ask casually. "You want me to hate you and let you go?"
"Innocent."
In just an instant, those dangerous auras dissipated completely. Jing Rong held her waist close to him and said in a low voice. "You know? The more you hate me, the more I don't want to let you go."
There was a wet touch on her earlobe, and Dong Ci froze, and then she felt his arms holding her tighter.
"Why do you hate me so much?"
He sucked on Dong Ci's earlobe, his voice tainted with a hint of lust. "I can give you everything you want."
"Then why don't you let me go?"
"Let it go?"
Jing Rong seemed to have heard something funny. He sneered and raised his eyebrows. "Do you think I'm forcing you?"
"Is not it?"
This girl started to stab people again...
Jing Rong pinched his forehead with a headache and asked slowly. "Have you forgotten who asked me to help her get into class one?"
"If you don't want to follow me, you don't have to join class one."
Dong Ci's expression darkened and he couldn't help clenching his fists. This sentence was like a needle pricking into her heart, and the soft pain made her unable to refute.
Yes, why is she so determined to join the first class
Is it because I thought I could get in at first, but then found out that I was only 0.5 points behind? Or are you afraid of seeing your loving mother's disappointed eyes on you, or are you not confident in yourself, or are you afraid that you won't be able to convince yourself to keep moving forward towards your goal
Dong Ci didn't know and couldn't explain.
If everything could be faced soberly and rationally, then so many tragedies would not happen.
"Do you still like me?"
Dong Ci closed his eyes and put his head on Jing Rong's chest resignedly. His heartbeat was steady, sonorous and powerful.
"Of course I do." Jing Rong answered without thinking, as if these two words were insignificant to him.
He always said it so casually that Dong Ci didn't dare to believe what he said. So she asked gently, "Then do you know what liking is?"
"Like is possession, love is robbery."
As if remembering something, Jing Rong's dark eyes began to become hazy. He lowered his eyes and saw the little girl in his arms with her eyes closed and a tired look on her face, so he gently helped her brush away the broken hair on the side of her face and whispered. "I want to possess you and want you to stay with me all the time. This is love."
"I know you don't like me, but I still do whatever it takes to keep you around and give you the best. This is love." After saying this, he removed his fingers from Dong Ci's cheek and squinted his eyes slightly. He closed his palms and put a sarcastic smile on his lips.
"Love is selfish and cannot be shared with anyone." Jing Rong paused, then turned his cold eyes to the beads in his hand, opened his lips and repeated. "Anyone, including me."
The final sound is gentle and dissipates in the air.
The moonlight outside the window was clear and clear, and Jing Rong looked sideways at the lonely moon, with a hint of coldness reflected in her deep eyes.
The little girl in his arms was already asleep, breathing evenly. She didn't know how much of what he said just now, but she heard it. Jing Rong smiled indifferently and gently rubbed the top of her hair with his chin. The cold breath dissipated a lot, and there was a touch of lingering tenderness deep in his eyes.
He still remembered the first time he met her, when she was lying weakly on the hospital bed with tears on her face.
She was so fragile and helpless, the tears in the corners of her eyes smeared on the pillow, and the wrists with needles stuck in them were so slender and soft that they seemed to break with a pinch. For a moment, he felt that she looked very much like Qiao Qiao.
She is like a delicate flower that needs serious care from the grower to prevent it from dying.
He really wanted to hold her in his arms and cultivate her, Jing Rong only had this thought in his mind at that time. It wasn't until he actually reached out to hug her later that he realized that he never wanted to let go.
Since you don’t want to let go, then don’t let go.
"Xiaoci."
It was like a pure black snow lotus blooming. The smile at the corner of Jing Rong's mouth became cool and enchanting. He leaned over and pressed a kiss on her forehead, murmuring. "If you stop running away from me, I can give you the best dreams."
"And if you want to escape-" His voice paused, and his eyebrows became softer.
Jing Rong slowly rubbed the outline of her face with his fingertips and spoke word by word. "I don't mind sending you to purgatory."
"Don't be afraid, I will stay with you."
…
Dong Ci woke up from the cold in a daze.
She sniffed and arched her nose towards the heat source, wondering why it was so cold in this summer.
It was still early at this time, and the room was dark. Dong Ci was so cold that he felt cold all over. He closed his eyes and touched the thin quilt for a long time without touching it. Instead, he touched a strange creature next to him.
Dong Ci was half asleep. She opened her eyes and quickly sat up from the bed. It was dark in the room and she couldn't see anything clearly, so she tentatively put her hand on the 'thing' and groped for it. The warm touch seemed to It's a person.
Jing Rong
Dong Ci couldn't remember how she got back to her room last night. She had been sleeping in the guest room for the past few days. She couldn't figure out why she slept with this person when she woke up today
Her hands were touching his body randomly. Dong Ci, who was not very sober, didn't realize there was anything wrong with this until her hands were grabbed by someone and the wall lamp in the room suddenly became bright.
"What's the fuss about?" Jing Rong held Dong Ci into her arms sleepily, her voice low and magnetic because she had just been woken up.
"Go back to your room and sleep!" Dong Ci pushed him away dissatisfied. At this time, Jingrong's clothes were messy, and her pajamas with only a few buttons on showed a large area of naked chest. Dong Ci accidentally touched his skin, and the smooth touch frightened her to pull her hand back instantly, as if she had touched something she shouldn't have touched.
Jing Rong groaned, and her eyes, which were still hazy, became clear when she opened them again. He trapped Dong Ci under him with a strong force, held her wrist down and asked. "You touched me to wake me up just now, and now I'm awake and still don't stop..."
Jing Rong leaned closer to her and smiled evilly. "Xiao Ci, do you want it?"
"If you want it, just say it. Can I still deny it to you?"
As Jing Rong got closer and closer, Dong Ci really felt something strange about him. She pulled his hair in panic and said tremblingly. "I don't mean anything else. Go back to your room and sleep."
"This is my room."
Dong Ci panicked even more, got up and ran under the bed. "Sorry to bother you, I'm going back to my room to sleep."
"You've already slept, don't you think it's a little late to leave now?"
Jing Rong raised his eyebrows, hugged her waist from behind and pushed her back into his arms. He leaned over and rubbed her long hair. Jing Rong turned off the light and hugged her back to the bed.
"Hurry up and go to sleep. I'll hit you carefully if you're making trouble."
The room returned to darkness again. Dong Ci lay in his arms blankly, stretched out her hand, and the result was that her arm was tightened, and a faint voice came from above her head, "I really thought I wouldn't hit you. ?"
"I, I'm cold, I want to cover myself with a quilt." Dong Ci replied a little aggrievedly, she also wanted to sleep.
"It's so hot, why is it so cold?"
Jing Rong's voice was already very impatient. He pressed Dong Ci's head and buried her whole body in his chest, and said calmly:
"There is no quilt. If it's cold, just hug me tight."
Dong Ci: "..."