Jing Rong smiled leisurely, and his tone was not only devoid of ridicule but also filled with joy. He stood up from the sofa and walked to the bed. He leaned over and stretched his arms to trap Dong Ci between him and the bed.
"Dong Ci, how about we make a deal?"
"What deal?"
He was still wearing yesterday's bathrobe, and as he leaned over, the collar became loose, exposing a large area of his chest. Dong Ci turned his head to one side, unwilling to look at him.
"After the classes are divided, I promise to let you enter the first class smoothly, but as a condition, you must accompany me until the end of high school."
"I can successfully enter class one without you!"
Dong Ci didn't understand why he kept using this as a bargaining chip. As long as she performed stably, it wouldn't be difficult to be assigned to the first team.
"Innocent."
Jing Rong stared at her with the corners of his mouth raised, and lifted her chin with his cool fingertips. "Have you forgotten what I told you yesterday?"
"If you have the ability to enter, I have enough ability to prevent you from entering. If you don't believe it and insist on giving it a try, I will be happy to take the gamble with you."
"But..." He paused for a moment, then raised his eyes and looked at her with a smile. "Do you think you can afford the gamble?"
"..." Dong Ci was silent.
Then, she smiled resignedly. Yes, she couldn't afford the gamble.
At this time, Jing Rong had undoubtedly forced her into a blind corner. Not only was there no exit left or right, but she was not even left with a way out.
Dong Ci lowered his head and curled up his palms. It took him a long time to find his voice and asked with a hint of sarcasm. "How do you want me to accompany you?"
"It's very simple, as long as you obey me and don't make me angry."
As if he had expected this result, Jing Rong didn't have much surprise on his face. He just kissed her cheek sideways and said with a smile. "As long as you behave, I can indulge you as much as I allow."
"Just a senior in high school?"
Jing Rong responded vaguely and moved his lips to her neck, without giving her a clear answer.
Who knows how long it will take? If he loses interest in her, maybe he will let her go tomorrow.
"I can promise you, but you can't affect my study." Feeling that the behavior of someone buried in her neck was getting more and more excessive, Dong Ci couldn't bear it and reached out to push his chest. "Another point… "
"You can't touch me."
The heat spraying on her neck suddenly turned cold. Jingrong slowly raised her head, looked at her with a half-smile and said, "Touch you?"
"What do you mean? Is it that I can't kiss you and hug you, or... I can't have sex with you?"
Dong Ci was angered by his words, and the temperature on her cheeks continued to turn red because of her excessive emotional fluctuations. "Nothing is allowed, no kissing me, no hugging me, no more extreme things!"
"Tsk, tsk."
As soon as Dong Ci finished speaking, Jing Rong shook his head and sighed. He stretched out his hand and tapped her forehead, and said calmly, "I just said I wanted you to obey, why are you so angry with me?"
"I can't even touch you, so what do I need you for?" As he spoke, he twitched the corners of his lips and looked at Dong Ci with infinite coolness. "Could it be that you think I'm too lonely, so I asked you to accompany me?"
"But we have no relationship. Am I going to sell my whole self to you just because of a transaction?"
"Who said it doesn't matter?"
Jing Rong raised his eyebrows and was about to say something when his dark eyes suddenly flashed and he smiled instantly.
"Xiao Ci, it turns out that you are trying some trick to ask for my identity?" As if he had discovered something that pleased him, his thin lips kept a smile, and even his eyes softened a lot.
"If you follow me, you will naturally belong to me. Do you still want to treat it as some kind of underground relationship?" He said with a disdainful sneer and said slowly. "I'm not interested in having a mistress."
He said it so lightly, but Dong Ci's brows furrowed more and more as he listened. "Jingrong, do you like me?"
They started to get entangled with her when they first met, and every time they met after that, he would hold on to her even more. Now he tied her to his home and even threatened her with the matter of class placement. But in the end, all he wanted was for her to stay with him for a year and be his girlfriend
His character makes Dong Ci unpredictable, and his behavior is even more strange. Dong Ci didn't mean anything else, so he just asked casually what he thought.
Such a direct, sharp, and non-detoured sentence broke into Jing Rong's ears, which really made him stunned for a moment and unable to react.
"Do you like it..." Jing Rong tapped his chin with his slender fingertips, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he slowly replied, "I think I like it now."
"But I can't guarantee how long I'll like you."
Dong Ci lowered his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly. Just from his answer, Dong Ci already knew that he actually didn't like herself. Even in his own heart, he didn't understand what liking meant.
"You still can't touch me."
After all the twists and turns, Dong Ci almost forgot the original problem. She touched the soft plush on the sheets, lowered her head and muttered. "As long as you promise not to touch me, I will agree to the rest, otherwise..."
"What else?"
Jing Rong laughed, "Xiao Ci, what leverage do you think you have to negotiate terms with me?"
She had no bargaining chips, but she was not willing to sell herself to an unfamiliar stranger. Big deal, big deal, she won’t be in class one!
This thought only slightly flashed through Dong Ci's mind, and countless waves arose in Dong Ci's heart. She studied desperately for so long just to get into the first class and get into a good university.
It's not that she doesn't have the ability to be admitted to Class 1. If she really misses this opportunity just because of Jing Rong, she won't be willing to do so.
"Okay, don't look so sad, I feel uncomfortable looking at you." Jingrong straightened up, and the smile on his face faded a lot. "I can kiss you if I want to, and hug you if I want to hug you. You can't control this."
"However, I don't want to touch you yet, anyway..." The words suddenly stopped here, Jing Rong turned his head and smiled, and did not continue.
Anyway, I will have plenty of opportunities for you to beg me in the future.
…
I was very worried on the way home.
When Dong Ci returned home, Ci's mother was already making lunch. When she saw her coming back, she was happy at first, then her expression changed and she asked. "What happened to your mouth?"
Dong Ci touched the corners of his lips, then remembered the wound, smiled, and made an excuse at random. "I accidentally bit it while eating at Zhang Yiyi's house last night."
"Why are you so careless?"
The loving mother took a closer look and was relieved when she found that the wound was not serious, and then teased her with a smile. "Xiao Ci, you really want to eat meat."
"Just in time, mom will stew the ribs for you today, so you can eat as much as you like!"
Meat again…
Dong Ci really has no appetite, and is even a little nauseous even now. But this is the food cooked by my loving mother after all. No matter how nauseous she is, she will force herself to eat it. After all, she only has one relative.
She didn't dare to tell her loving mother about her stomachache, so she could only secretly take medicine. Her body, which was full of diseases, really made her suffer.
Dong Ci lay on the bed tiredly. She covered her eyes with her arms and sighed deeply.
It seems that since her father left, she has never been relaxed.
…
Since this incident, Jing Rong never appeared again. Dong Ci focused all her attention on studying, and she never met him again until the end of the final exam.
The days seem to be back to before...
Winter vacation is here, and the whole city is completely enveloped by the cold wind. Dong Ci stares at the dead tree outside the window, in a daze.
The sound of coughing in the room brought back her thoughts, and Dong Ci quickly poured a cup of hot water and brought it into the room. "Mom, drink some hot water quickly."
"Ahem..."
As if she was afraid of infecting Dong Ci, Ci Ma kept covering her mouth when she coughed, and her cheeks became very red because of the lack of air. There seemed to be something blocked in her throat, her voice was hoarse, and she looked very uncomfortable.
"Mom, don't go to work tomorrow." Dong Ci sat by the bed and patted his loving mother on the back. Seeing that her mother was so ill, she felt extremely uncomfortable, but she couldn't show it.
"What are you talking about? If I don't go to work, how will I support you?"
She has taken several sick days due to illness. The supervisor is already on the verge of being impatient. If she continues to ask her, she will not be able to keep her job.
"But you..."
"Don't worry, Xiao Ci, mom is fine." Ci's mother coughed a few more times, and it took a long time to calm down. "As long as you study hard and get into a good university, mom won't have to be so tired."
A huge feeling of powerlessness swept over her. Dong Ci lowered his head and said nothing. Unable to persuade his loving mother, he could only choose to obey obediently.
She must be obedient, she must learn to be sensible, and she must study hard and plan for the future. Only in this way can she lighten the burden on her loving mother's shoulders.
But despite this, something unexpected happened the next day. Ci's mother had a high fever. Dong Ci took her mother to the hospital in a panic and got medicine for injection. Just as she watched her mother fall asleep on the hospital bed, the cell phone in her bag rang.
"Hello?" Dong Ci quickly took her cell phone and walked outside for fear of disturbing her mother's rest. Her voice was hoarse because she hadn't spoken for a long time.
"Song Qingmei, do you still want to do this? You have to take sick leave every three days, but you still dare to miss work today?"
"My mother has a fever and is in the hospital now. She hasn't woken up yet."