Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

In the car, the heater is on. The smell of various foods constantly floated in the air, mixed together, and the smell was inexplicable and breathless.

Jing Ji rested his head on the car body, his face was low, and his hands were tightly clutching the seat cover, so hard that his knuckles turned white.

The dream stopped abruptly here. What happened to Qiao Anyan later, he didn't know. What happened to Yingjiao who couldn't find him, he didn't know either.

Jing Ji's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth desperately to swallow his choking and tears, not letting himself cry.

If it was just a simple disappearance, it would leave a little hope for Yingjiao. But it wasn't in his previous life. Ying Jiao watched helplessly as the traces of his existence disappeared little by little, and watched the memories of people around him erased, how powerless and desperate he should be.

Except for him, no one remembers who Jing Ji is.

This person, Jing Ji, gradually changed from existing in everything around him to only exist in his own mind.

"Ying Jiao from the School of Economics, is he sick in his head? Jing Ji? There is no such person in our class at all."

"I think it's just sick. I don't know how to get into our school. I said several times that I don't know each other."

"Hey, anyway, I don't want to see him anymore, it's simply."

Jing Ji trembled all over, his chest heaved violently, and he felt distressed as if someone had stabbed a knife on it.

He would rather win jiao and forget him like everyone else, rather than suffer in pain every day like this.

For the first time in his life, Jing Ji hoped that Ying Jiao didn't like him so much.