The skin on his neck felt wet, and Dong Ci felt numb and itchy where Jing Rong sucked her.
Feeling him nibbling her neck with his teeth, Dong Ci let out a cry. It felt like an electric current was flowing through her, and all the strength in her body was draining away little by little.
"Jing, Jingrong."
She was in the classroom at this time, and her sight was blocked by Jing Rong's figure. Although they were sitting in the back row, there was no guarantee that no one would see them. She tugged at Jing Rong's clothes anxiously, hoping that he would let go of her.
"I will kiss you here from now on, okay?"
After letting go of Dong Ci, there was a hint of hoarseness in Jing Rong's voice. He retreated slightly from her, and his fingertips stroked the kiss/mark that had gradually emerged in color, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
Dong Ci now has short hair, and the length of her hair cannot cover her neck at all. She covered the kisses and marks exposed to the air with her hands, mist rising in her eyes.
"Don't cry."
Seeing that Dong Ci was about to cry pitifully, he brushed her hand away and helped her cover up her collar, and said with the corner of his mouth raised. "It's not your own fault. If you hadn't pierced your ears to protect me, I wouldn't have kissed your neck."
"If you don't want others to see the marks on your body, then be honest and obedient from now on." After saying that, Jing Rong smiled slightly, leaned forward and kissed the corner of her mouth.
"As long as you don't make me angry, I will let you do anything."
“…”
Dong Ci's skin was tender and white. Usually, she would leave a red mark if she pinched it hard, not to mention the area where Jing Rong kissed her hard.
The bright red mark was so big and prickly on her snow-white neck, the color difference was vivid.
Out of helplessness, Dong Ci could only cover it with two band-aids.
If she had long hair now, she would probably be able to cover up the kiss/mark without a band-aid. Dong Ci looked at her hair hanging down to her chin, regretting her decision for the first time.
The ear still hurts. After several days, the pain has not subsided, but has become inflamed.
Dong Ci remembered that the aunt at the barber shop told her that after having her ears pierced, she should always turn the earrings she was wearing, otherwise they would easily get clogged. Thinking about it felt scary, so Dong Ci quickly stretched out his hand and turned it around.
There was some itching in the ear piercing. Dong Ci stretched out his hand to scratch it after turning the earring rod, but he felt wet behind it and the base of the ear was getting hotter and hotter.
She was startled, put her finger in front of her eyes and saw that it was bleeding.
The toilet paper was pressed behind the ear for a long time, and it turned red in patches after being taken off. The more Dong Ci looked at it, the more distressed she felt, and her ears hurt even more.
Jing Rong was sleeping beside him, and in a daze he felt that Dong Ci, who was originally quiet, had been rummaging around with something, and was talking to his classmates back and forth, as if he was borrowing something.
He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a trembling little hand holding a cotton swab and wiping it behind her ear. She seemed to be afraid of pain, and waved the cotton swab in the air for a long time, but she didn't dare to start.
Jing Rong saw a solid red color behind her ears, and this time she discovered that it was Dong Ci's broken ear. Frowning and standing up from the table, Jing Rong took the cotton swab from her hand and asked with some displeasure. "what happened?"
"I must have accidentally scratched the wound just now." Dong Ci took a small mirror and looked at several angles, but he couldn't see the extent of the injury behind his ear. Jing Rong pursed her lips, dipped a cotton swab in alcohol, took her in his arms and started to apply the wound on her.
"What are you going to do?"
Dong Ci was like a frightened rabbit, reflexively grabbing his hand. Jing Rong turned away from her lightly and curled his lips into a sneer. "What else can I do? Of course, I'm going to help you with your wounds."
"Do you think I'm going to take the opportunity to bite you?"
Seeing that Dong Ci kept obstructing her, Jing Rong trapped her in his arms, grabbed her hands with one hand, lowered his head and said softly. "Be good, don't cry if it hurts."
"hiss-"
There was a cold, stinging pain behind her ears, as if countless ants were biting her wounds. Dong Ci bit her lip tightly, but still cried out in pain.
"Jingrong, could you be gentler?"
Dong Ci really couldn't bear any pain. At this time, her whole body was a little weak due to nervousness, and she could only curl up in his arms. Hearing her tender kitten-like meow, Jing Rong's eyes deepened, especially after hearing those words just now, his heart felt as if it had been scratched by a feather, and he felt uncomfortable all over.
Lighter? Well, he wants to be serious...
"Can't you bear this little pain?"
After applying it, Jing Rong threw the cotton swab on the table, stretched out his arms and hugged her directly. He held Dong Ci's small body tightly with his arms, and his hot breath sprayed on the top of her head.
"No one can take care of a delicate little flower like you except me." When he hugged her, Jing Rong felt that his empty heart was filled to the brim in an instant, as if she was with him. I found my belonging.
I just thought it was interesting at first, but I didn't expect that I would be deeply involved in it in the end. Jing Rong lowered his eyes and hugged her tighter, suddenly wanting to treasure her...
lifetime.
"Xiao Ci, stay with me all the time, okay?"
Jing Rong's words were extremely gentle, but Dong Ci was so frightened that he trembled all over. She avoided his sight with some fear and said hesitantly. "We agreed at the beginning that it would only be until graduation."
"Then what will Xiaoci do to me after graduation?"
Jing Rong allowed her to push him away and leaned on the chair with his chin propped up. He looked sideways at Dong Ci, stretched out his fingertips to brush the ends of her hair, and smiled softly. "Are you going to run away far away, or are you going to be a stranger and never see me again?"
As he spoke, he blinked slightly, as if he noticed something, and said a little funny. "There seems to be no difference between the two outcomes."
Although he seemed easy-going and harmless at this time, Dong Ci's whole body collapsed tightly and her heart was in panic. She clenched her fists slightly and lowered her eyes, not daring to answer Jing Rong's words.
"Xiao Ci, I want to hear the truth."
Jing Rong slightly curled her fingers to lift her cheek, and there was mist in the depths of her eyes. "In your heart, do you not like me at all?"
"Do you want to stay away from me immediately after graduation... preferably, never see me again?"
The two questions pierced Dong Ci's heart. She raised her head in surprise, wondering why he could always see through her heart so easily.
She exhaled heavily, feeling that her lies were unconvincing and she could only compromise. "yes."
One word interrupted the conversation.
Jing Rong squinted his eyes and withdrew his hand. His long eyelashes trembled in the sunlight, making him look extra soft. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his smile unchanged, and he said:
"okay, I get it."
This is the gentlest tone he has ever spoken. His voice is as clear as spring water in the mountains, and contains countless lingering and affectionate words. At that time, Dong Ci almost had an illusion. She thought that she had hurt the young man invisibly.
There are thousands of roads in the world. Choosing a different path means choosing a different life. Dong Ci didn't know at this time that sometimes a simple sentence could change her life.
Dong Ci clearly remembered the gentleness on Jing Rong's face at that time. His whole body was dazzling and soft under the sun, especially the smile at the corner of his mouth, which actually made her a little distracted.
Is he really gentle
Could he really have a harmless side
After a long, long time, Jingrong hid his fierceness and sharpness. After settling down, his whole person became much softer. Especially when he was treating her with all kinds of tenderness and pampering, Dong Ci knew clearly:
Jing Rong's so-called gentleness is just a sharp knife tip covered with honey.
You think it is sweet, but when you lick the honey away, there will be blood on the tip of the knife.
…
The restaurant opened by Ci Ma is becoming more and more prosperous. From the initial installation of air conditioning and the introduction of new dishes to the current expansion and decoration, the scale is growing day by day.
"We need to use white carved building block shelves to separate the rooms on both sides. There should be a larger gap between each table. Small crystal curtains should be hung. Some soft wall lamps should be installed. The brightness must be adjustable..."
The loving mother chose to renovate the shop when business was at its peak. She took out the sketches she had drawn and marked and drew pictures in the book in an orderly manner. Even the clothes she wore became more sophisticated, like a successful boss lady.
"Mom, do you want to decorate according to your sketch?"
Although the restaurant's current income is good, Dong Ci does not think it can afford such a huge expenditure. She tried to persuade her loving mother to give up the idea, but she didn't know how to say it.
When Dong Ci was very young, he knew that his mother's dream was to open a restaurant of his own. Ci’s father was still there at that time, and he also supported Ci’s mother’s dream. The two of them sat around on the sofa and painted, and spent a week drawing a restaurant decoration plan.
"After I make money, I will buy you a shop. Then you can just decorate it according to this picture!"
Nearly ten years have passed since these words were said. Times have changed. No matter how her family's life has changed, the loving mother has always kept this picture.
Maybe she couldn't wait any longer.
Now that she has finally touched her dream, after tasting the sweetness, she can't wait to plan it into what she and her loving father imagined. Dong Ci looked at the light in his mother's eyes. While he was happy for her, he always felt a little uneasy.
"Mom's business is getting better and better now. Not only office workers like to come here to eat, but also some students."
"So my mother is thinking about renovating the shop as soon as possible while the business is on the rise. This way, after the decoration is completed, it will not only attract more customers, but also make me feel more comfortable..."
"Does it look good?" Dong Ci frowned slightly and looked at his loving mother with some doubts.
"Ah, I mean if I decorate earlier, I would be relieved. After all, I can do it, but I feel a big knot in my heart."
The loving mother knew she had made a mistake and quickly changed the subject. She waved Dong Ci closer and showed her the picture. "Xiao Ci, do you think the store your father and I designed is creative and beautiful?"
The loving mother said with a smile. "We just made it based on what we had in mind at the time. I didn't expect that after the Chinese New Year, we would still be able to use it when we took it out."
“In Xiao Wang’s words, it’s an internet celebrity store!”
"Mom, who is Xiao Wang?"
Dong Ci became more and more puzzled. She always felt that since she stayed with Jing Rong for a few days during the summer vacation, there seemed to be many things about her loving mother that she didn't know about.
"Xiao Wang is my mother's friend. He is very good at managing the catering industry. Speaking of which, he has helped a lot to make my mother's business prosperous now."
As if something flashed through his mind, Dong Ci felt that he had missed something, but he couldn't remember what he had forgotten, so he shook his head and quickly put the strangeness behind him. to the back of the head.
…
More than a month has passed since the start of school, and it’s October. Because they have entered their senior year of high school, vacations have become less and less frequent, and even the National Day holiday only lasts for two days.
The students in the first class were all elites. In this atmosphere with a strong sense of learning, Dong Ci became more serious about his studies. Because the overall level is improving, her progress is not so obvious.
The scenery seems to have changed a lot recently, but after contact, it seems that nothing has changed. When Dong Ci stood up to get the water glass, she accidentally glanced at his quiet and serious profile. After taking a closer look, she realized that he was actually doing the test paper.
What he was doing was a math simulation paper. He must have been doing multiple-choice questions not long after he started taking it, but his speed was very fast. In the time it took Dong Ci to drink water, he had finished selecting both questions.
Blind, right
Dong Ci was also doing this set of questions. She opened the test paper and glanced at the multiple-choice questions in front of her. Then she glanced at Jing Rong and found that his answers were basically the same as her own...
He had already reached the last multiple-choice question. That question was a bit difficult. Dong Ci calculated the answer for a long time. Unexpectedly, Jing Rong simply drew in the blank space of the test paper and listed a few formulas randomly. , and actually chose the answer to that question easily.
“…”
Jing Rong usually takes it extra seriously when he focuses on something. He originally wanted to write a test paper to relieve the boredom in his heart, but the more he did, the more he frowned. After finishing the last multiple-choice question, he left the pen on the table.
Boring.
He supported his chin with his hand and tapped the table boredly. His eyes moved slightly but suddenly he felt that the 'little flower' beside him seemed to be looking at him. He glanced sideways casually, but directly met Dong Ci's eyes.