Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

Outside the door, Ying Jiao who was about to knock on the door slowly put down his hand.

He leaned against the wall, remembering the picture he had just accidentally seen, and the corners of his lips curled up uncontrollably.

Yingjiao smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket, just held it in his mouth and didn't light it.

This was the first time he knew that the seemingly indifferent Jing Ji would actually be very happy because he got the first place in the test.

After the results of the last mid-term exam were released, the whole class was boiling, including Teacher Liu, who couldn't help but giggled for several days.

The students from other classes even rushed over to see him excitedly. The name Jing Ci has been on the screen for nearly a month on the school forum, causing a **** storm.

However, Jing Ji, the party involved, was very calm, and he did not show any particularly intense emotions from beginning to end.

Yingjiao thought that he didn't take the first place in the whole grade seriously at all. Unexpectedly, in private, Jing Ji would keep all the exam papers, and secretly merry by hiding behind his back.

It's so cute.

Yingjiao felt itchy in his heart. He could not wait to push the door and go in immediately, rubbing him into his arms, pinching his face, and pinching his ears.

A few boys came from the other end of the corridor, and when they saw Yingjiao, their backs were unconsciously raised, and they opened their mouths to say hello.

Ying Jiao put a finger on his lips and shoved at them, signaling them not to make a sound.

Several boys nodded ignorantly, and walked away cautiously with stiff hands and feet.

Yingjiao pursed his lips into a smile, and glanced inside through the glass window of the dormitory door.

Jing Ji had put the iron box containing his Victory Medal into the closet, and his face returned to its previous appearance.

He turned on his phone and checked the time, not letting himself indulge in the glory of the past, he took out a workbook from his schoolbag, sat upright at the desk and started to do the questions.

A brief, less than a minute of happy time that belonged to Jing Ji himself ended like this.

Ying Jiao was stunned for a moment, two completely different expressions before and after Jing Ji kept changing in his mind.

He suddenly thought that when he was going to celebrate Jing Ji before, Jing Ji's polite and polite refusal...

Yingjiao immediately understood that although Jing Ji had always acted calmly and calmly in front of all of them. But actually, he wasn't like that.

He just habitually hides all his joys, sorrows and sorrows, feels and digests it himself, and does not share it with anyone outside.

including him.

What has Jing Ji experienced before to develop such a character that he can't open his heart to others?

Ying Jiao leaned against the wall for a moment, then threw the cigarette into the trash can, turned around and went downstairs.

You want to keep a distance from him, don't you want him to see his true emotions, right? Yingjiao grinds his teeth gently, no matter what the reason is, he wants to be beautiful.

It was nearly eleven o'clock in the evening, and the wind outside was whistling through the trees on both sides of the passage, bringing with it a damp and cold breath.

Ying Jiao didn't even have time to put on his clothes, so he rushed to the dessert shop outside the school gate in one breath, and bought a box of coconut milk small square cakes at the last minute of proofing.

In the boys' dormitory of the provincial experiment, Jing Ji finished the exercise that he did in the morning, and got the answer right. Li Zhou still didn't come back. Jing Ji guessed that he was having fun in other dormitories.

Looking down at the phone, there was still some time before the sleep bell rang, so I gave up the idea of ​​calling him.

Jing Ji stood up and stretched his body, walking around the dormitory while searching for the Olympiad number on the Internet with his mobile phone.

Not far from the provincial experiment, there is a military base. The signal jammer was used in the base, and even the mobile phone signal in the provincial experiment area was not very good, especially in the dormitory building.

Several times, Li Zhou suddenly disconnected in the middle of the game, and he often cried out in anger.

Jing Ji waited for a minute before the page was half loaded. He didn't want to waste time on this, and was about to take his mobile phone to the water room with better signal, when there was a knock on the dormitory door.

He walked over and opened the door. When he saw Yingjiao, he was stunned: "Are you looking for me?"

"Yeah." Ying Jiao walked in familiarly, put the shredded coconut milk square cake in his hand, and said softly, "Little classmate, congratulations on the first place in the Mathematical Olympiad."

Knowing that Jing Ji would definitely refuse, Ying Jiao leaned lazily against the railing on the bed, and said with a chuckle, "Don't let me come and go, you don't want grilled crayfish, a box of dessert will do."

He raised his hand and lightly touched the back of Jing Ji's hand: "Do you feel it? Just to buy such a thing, brother's hand is frozen."

"Thank you." Jing Ji smiled embarrassedly and accepted his kindness.

He didn't open the dessert box for the first time, but put the small square cake on the table. He walked to the bed by himself, took out a square blanket from under the quilt, and put it on Yingjiao's lap: "If you're cold, just cover this."

The blanket is coral fleece, looks thick and actually feels soft and light. Ying Jiao shook off the blanket and covered him, and the smile spread to the bottom of his eyes.

The dessert could not stay overnight. Jing Ji put down his phone, tore open the box, pushed the box in the direction of Yingjiao, and asked him, "Do you want to eat it?"

Yingjiao's eyes flashed, and he shook his head: "Don't eat."

Jing Ji didn't know that he was holding back badly in his heart, he nodded when he heard the words, and forked a small square cake and put it into his mouth.

The shredded coconut milk small square cake that Yingjiao bought is very in line with his taste. It melts in the mouth, has a strong milky taste, and has a little coconut fragrance, which is not sweet at all.

Jing Ji narrowed his eyes and couldn't help eating another piece.

Ying Jiao watched him eat two pieces, lifted the blanket on his lap, walked over to Jing Ji, lowered his head and said, "Give me a taste?"

Jing Ji nodded quickly and held up the dessert box to signal him to take it.

Ying Jiao didn't move, he lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on Jing Ji's hand, he smiled, grabbed his wrist, and took the fork in his hand.

Jing Ji's eyes narrowed, and he felt a little unnatural.

It's not that he has never shared tableware with others. When he was in the orphanage, three people could eat a bowl of rice, not to mention those rare and hard-won desserts.

A group of people gathered around the cake the size of a palm, and Jing Ji has experienced countless times in the situation of you taking one bite and one bite.

But for some reason, using a fork with Yingjiao made him feel particularly uncomfortable.

"That's what I used," Jing Ji reminded him, about to get the fork back, but was blocked by Ying Jiao raising his hand.

Ying Jiaoxin said that what you want is what you have used, but on the surface he put on a righteous and awe-inspiring look: "It's okay, we are both boys, do you still care about that?"

Saying that, he quickly forked a small square cake and put it in his mouth.

Yingjiao rarely eats these things, he doesn't like sweets. The aunt who cooks at home is particularly good at making Cantonese desserts, but Yingjiao never lets her make them. Only occasionally He Porridge and the others come to play, and they will make it once or twice.

In this way, he basically does not touch.

But today, he suddenly felt that this shredded coconut milk cake tasted really good.

Yingjiao swallowed what was in his mouth and asked Jingji, "Is it delicious?"

Jing Ji nodded and said honestly, "It's delicious."

Yingjiao raised his lips, glanced at the fork in his hand, and said meaningfully: "I also think today's small square cakes are particularly delicious."

He deliberately emphasized the word "extraordinary", but Jing Ji didn't understand it, but he vaguely felt that this would not mean anything pure, so the smart one didn't ask more.

Ying Jiao didn't care either, he lowered his head, forked a small square cake and brought it to Jing Ji's lips: "Here."

Jing Ji hid for a while, and said unnaturally, "I'll do it myself."

"What's wrong, little classmate?" Yingjiao chased after him and smiled, "Why are you still shy?"

He paused for a while and continued: "It's not like I haven't fed you before, wasn't it good when I ate chestnuts last time?"

Saying that, he stretched his right hand forward and touched Jing Ji's lips with a small square cake.

When Jing Ji was looked at by Ying Jiao like this, he couldn't open his mouth. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally raised his hand, carefully squeezed the handle of a fork, and quickly lowered his head to take the small square cake into his mouth.

Yingjiao looked at the fork in his hand and said thoughtfully, "We..."

While chewing, Jing Ji raised his eyes and waited for his next words.

Yingjiao: "Does this count as indirect kissing?"

Jing Ji's face flushed red.

Yingjiao took a verbal advantage and was satisfied. Seeing Jing Ji tilted his head shyly, he looked at the bed, the ground, and the ceiling, but he didn't look at himself.

He chuckled, and while Jing Ji was not paying attention, he rolled his fork in the dessert box.

The surface of the shredded coconut milk small square cake was all sprinkled with coconut. Yingjiao walked with this box of desserts and pushed Jing Ji twice. The coconut on the small square cake naturally fell off a lot.

When he did this, the side of the fork was immediately covered with tiny white crumbs.

Ying Jiao didn't eat anymore, he walked around to Jing Ji, and seemed to inadvertently held his fork and shook it in front of his eyes.

Jing Ji originally felt embarrassed and ashamed, but when he saw the fork, all his emotions were immediately forgotten.

The fork given by the merchant is of good quality, one size larger than the ordinary fork, and it is still black, so the scattered coconut on one side is particularly obvious.

Jing Ji's fingers moved involuntarily, and his whole body began to feel uncomfortable.

Ying Jiao took a panoramic view of his expression, held back a smile, and deliberately pretended not to know anything.

Jing Ji closed his eyes, trying hard not to think about the fork. He didn't want to ask Ying Jiao, lest he say something inappropriate.

But no, the fork with half of it dipped in coconut and half of it was always dangling in his mind, and he couldn't forget it at all.

Jing Ji was thinking in his heart, how to get the fork without a trace, Ying Jiao suddenly touched him: "Do you still want it, I won't eat it."

Jing Ji breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "Yes."

He reached out and took the fork and the small square cake.

Jing Ci was reluctant to shake the coconut into the trash can, hesitated for a few seconds, and took advantage of the opportunity to put the small square cake in his mouth, and quickly licked it on the fork.

Seeing that the surface of the fork became clean, no longer half black and half white, he finally felt a lot more comfortable.

Before he could swallow a bite of the small square cake, Ying Jiao suddenly came over.

He looked down at Jing Ji, and lazily blew a rogue whistle in his ear: "Wow, this is not an indirect kiss, but a tongue kiss."