Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

Ying Jiao raised his eyes and looked at Jing Ji steadily.

Jing Ji did not notice his gaze at all, and all his attention was focused on the little rose.

The little rose was completely dry. After being dropped so suddenly, the brittle petals fell down, and half fell in the blink of an eye.

Jing Ji was so distressed that he couldn't even care about the embarrassment and shame of the secret being discovered. He squatted down and wanted to pick up the flower, but he was afraid that the petals would fall off more. Did not dare to touch.

I couldn't regret it in my heart, I frowned and muttered: "Why did it fall like this..."

Yingjiao couldn't bear it any longer, stood up and dragged him into his arms.

What kind of luck did I have to meet such a good person as Jing Ji.

Yingjiao knew that the iron box contained the first-place exam papers for Jing Ji, and that was his most important thing.

And now, he has reserved a place for himself in such precious space,

102 points in mathematics, but he is so happy, just because he has improved a little bit from the last time.

"Hua, don't step on the flower..." Jing Ji tilted his head to look at the ground, but Ying Jiao held his face with both hands.

"I know, I won't." Ying Jiao kissed his forehead, his eyelids, and the corners of his lips gently, unbelievably tender: "How do you know that I bought the flowers on purpose?"

The feeling and joy that the heart is treasured, the hot Yingjiao's heart trembles.

His Jing Ji, although introverted and unwilling to express, has actually been working very hard to approach him and cherish him in his own way.

Jing Ji's eyelashes trembled, and he said softly, "The meaning of flowers..."

Win arrogant to understand.

"Why..." Ying Jiao took a deep breath, feeling that he was going to be sweetened by him: "Why are you so likable."

Jing Ji raised his eyes in amazement.

Ying Jiao chuckled lightly and lowered his head to kiss him.

"Open your mouth." Ying Jiao licked Jing Ji's lips lightly and whispered.

Jing Ji obediently parted his lips, letting Yingjiao's tongue stick out.

It was the first time that they had received such a long and gentle kiss. From the bedside to the door, Ying Jiao kissed him extremely lingeringly, as if to put all their love into this kiss and pass it on to Jing Ji.

When Ying Jiao finally let go of him, Jing Ji's legs were so weak that he could barely stand. His forehead rested on Yingjiao's shoulder, panting rapidly.

"Don't your forehead hurt?" Yingjiao grabbed his waist and lifted him up.

"It doesn't hurt."

"If it doesn't hurt, don't work so hard. Let's talk about it." Ying Jiao gently stroked the back of his neck and sniffed the fragrance of the shampoo on his head, his heart was sour and soft.

Jing Ji must have hoped that he could enter the same university as him, but he never pressured him.

He didn't say anything, just took his notes seriously, picked out workbooks, and did everything he could to help him. Remember each of his promotions, and cheer him on silently in your heart.

Still not enough, Yingjiao thought, his efforts were still not enough.

Jing Ji's iron box was used to fill the volumes, he didn't want him to make an exception for himself, he just wanted to give him the best.

The two held each other for a while, until each other's breathing calmed down, and then they separated.

"You sit, I'll clean up." Ying Jiao squatted down and picked up the papers one by one into the box.

When he picked up the flower, he accidentally used a little more force, and the poor petals, which were already few, clicked and shattered again.

Jing Ji took a breath and immediately said, "Don't move, I'll come."

He carefully took the flower from Yingjiao's hand and put it into the box lightly. After doing all this, he did not get up, but continued to pick up those petals on the ground.

Piece by piece, patiently and meticulously collected in the palm of your hand.

Looking at him like this, Yingjiao didn't know why he just wanted to laugh. His eyes fell right on Jing Ji, and the corners of his lips were raised uncontrollably. I forgot to even get up, so I just squatted on the ground, smiling proudly and happily.

It wasn't until Jing Ci went to the cupboard to look for a container for the petals, then he followed and hugged him from behind.

Jing Ji was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes, the corners of his lips lifted slightly, and he relaxed.

The next day was the last day before the winter vacation. The students were not interested in studying, but were looking forward to the vacation. The teachers also turned a blind eye, too lazy to emphasize any classroom discipline.

At noon, Ying Jiao did not go to the cafeteria with Jing Ji for dinner, but went to Mixc City.

After communicating with the designer, he found a Burger King at random, and went back after a simple meal.

At the same time, Father Jing came out of the company, bought some strawberries and cherries at the roadside fruit store, and drove to the province for experiments.

This was the first time he came to the Provincial Experimental High School. After registering with the guard and asking for directions, he gathered up his loose hair, which had been blown by the wind, and walked towards the school.

However, the first teaching building and the second teaching building of the provincial experiment are very close and almost identical. The guard just pointed his finger at it. It was so far apart that Father Jing couldn't tell which building it was.

Afraid of going wrong and making a joke, he looked left and right, saw someone in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he quickly shouted, "Classmate!" and chased after him.

"May I ask, in which building is the second and seventh class of high school?"

Yingjiao glanced at him and said, "Come with me, I happen to be in class seven."

"Hey? It's such a coincidence!" Jing's father secretly sighed at his luck, and with such a subtle show-off mentality, he said to Ying Jiao: "So you are Jing Ji's classmate, and I am Jing Ji's father."

Yingjiao turned his head abruptly.

Father Jing didn't notice the change in his eyes, so he said to himself, "How is Jing Ci in your class, does he fit in with the group? He has a dull temper and is studying every day, right?"

Yingjiao looked at Father Jing up and down, and it turned out to be this old beast. He looks like a human being, but he doesn't do human affairs.

It's a pity, no matter what, he is Jing Ci's blood-related father, otherwise he won't be killed.

"It's gregarious." Ying Jiao raised his eyebrows and changed direction without a trace: "Jing Ci is very popular, and everyone in our class likes him very much, especially me."

As far as Jing Ji's character is concerned, can he still be popular? Father Jing didn't believe a word.

However, this classmate can speak quite a bit.

He followed Ying Jiao forward and asked, "What's your name? Have a good relationship with Jing Ci?"

"Ying Jiao." Ying Jiao glanced at Father Jing with a half-smile, and said, "Yes, we are together every day."

Father Jing wanted to say something else, but Ying Jiao said again: "It's just that Jing Ci doesn't know what's going on recently. He stopped eating meat when he went to the cafeteria, and eat vegetables every day. Do you know the reason?"

Father Jing's head buzzed, and his cheeks suddenly became hot.

He is a person who takes special face. Duanjing's living expenses, he can do it, but others can't know.

Father Jing smiled awkwardly. Now he doesn't want to continue talking with Yingjiao, he just wants to hurry to class seven.

"Wait, wait for me to ask him."

Yingjiao snorted, and just this number, it was because of some blood relationship.

"Hey? Are we going right here?" Father Jing was guilty and didn't dare to look at Yingjiao, so he pretended to look at the scenery and looked around. Only at this moment did they find that they were not going in the direction of the two teaching buildings at all.

Yingjiao had a natural look on his face: "Yes."

Father Jing was puzzled: "But the guard told me that you are on the third floor of the teaching building."

"I was there before, but I moved to a courtyard two days ago because I wanted to make room for the third year of high school." Yingjiao didn't change his face and didn't change his heart: "Fortunately, you met me, otherwise you would have to go the wrong way."

Father Jing suddenly said: "So that's the case, then thank you very much."

Yingjiao hooked his lips lazily: "No thanks."

It is said that the siheyuan of the provincial experiment is particularly good in feng shui, so it is specially used for the third year of high school. In order to prevent idlers from entering at will, an iron gate was specially installed at the main entrance.

In front of the door were two sturdy and straight big trees, like door gods, guarding the left and right sides.

It was lunch break, the whole school was silent, and there was no one on the playground.

Ying Jiao led Jing's father to the gate of the courtyard, pointed at one of the trees and said, "It's windy, go and wait under the tree, I'll go in and call Jing Ji out."

This arrangement is in line with Father Jing's wishes.

He was especially afraid that Jing Ji would make trouble with himself in the corridor regardless of his concern, and it would be much better to meet here.

Father Jing smiled with satisfaction and walked under the tree: "It's really bothering you."

"No trouble."

Yingjiao entered the courtyard without stopping, and went directly to the guard room.

The courtyard has only one main entrance, but the guard room inside has a small door to go out.

Ying Jiao glanced back at Father Jing under the tree and raised his lips.

The biggest feature of the provincial experiment in winter is the crows in groups.

I don't know what's going on, but the crows especially like the two trees at the entrance of the courtyard, and they always like to stop there.

Therefore, both teachers and students in the provincial experiment must keep one thing in mind: they must never stand under the tree in the courtyard, otherwise they will be attacked by bird feces.

He didn't believe it anymore, Jing's father could still go upstairs to look for Jing Ji with his whole body of bird feces.

Jing Ji didn't take a nap and was doing a math Olympiad problem. Normally, Yingjiao would not disturb his study, but today is a special case.

It's too quiet in the classroom right now to talk. Ying Jiao grabbed Jing Ji's wrist and pulled him out.

Father Jing can come a second time if he can come. It is better to tell him in advance than to leave him unprepared.

Jing Ji knew that there must be something wrong with Ying Jiao's sudden action, he didn't ask or resist, and followed him out of the classroom.

"Your dad is here." As soon as the door closed, Ying Jiao said to Jing Ji, "I just met him outside."

Jing Ji's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes instantly turned cold: "Where is he...where?"

"I was led by me to the courtyard tree." Ying Jiao asked softly, "He has been pestering you all this time?"

Jing Ji nodded.

Later, Jing's father called him several times. After he hung up, he knew that he would not answer again, so he sent WeChat instead.

Yingjiao snorted: "He really has a face."

He shook Jing Ji's hand and said, "It's okay, I just told you to prepare you mentally, he will definitely not be able to find you today."

Yingjiao paused and lowered his voice: "If you want to solve it completely, I have a solution, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Teacher Liu's roar suddenly came from behind: "It's noon, what are you two doing if you don't sleep?"

Mr. Liu hurried over, ignored Jingji, and fired at Yingjiao: "What are you doing with Jingji? Is there anything I can't say after class?"

"Teacher," Jing Ji stepped forward and said softly, "My dad is here."

Ying Jiao looked at Jing Ji in amazement, Jing Ji... What did he tell Lao Liu about his family?

Teacher Liu's next words swallowed into his stomach.

Teacher Liu was silent for a while and asked Jing Ji, "What do you want to do?"

Jing Ji said without hesitation: "I don't want to contact him anymore."

"Then what about your winter vacation? Don't go back?"

In all fairness, Mr. Liu felt that if he had such a father on his own, he might have done something worse than Jing Ji.

But the winter vacation is not the end of the month. After such a long time, there is still a Chinese New Year in the middle. Where can Jing Ji go without going home?

"He won't return." Before Jing Ci could speak, Ying Jiao said, "Live at my house."

Mr. Liu was surprised that the relationship between Yingjiao and Jingji was already so good?

Don't go and win the pride...

Teacher Liu pondered for a while, and suddenly felt that this idea was quite good.

Yingjiao has always lived alone, and Jing Ji can at least be a companion for him when he passes by. Moreover, Jing Ci has strong self-control and good learning ability, and can also tutor Yingjiao's homework at that time.

All worries were gone, Mr. Liu stopped thinking about it and said to the two, "You go back to the classroom first."

Seeing what Yingjiao wanted to say, Mr. Liu glared at him: "I'm here, it's your turn to come forward? Hurry back to me!"

After he finished speaking, he asked Jing Ji, "Where is your father now?"

Yingjiao: "I was taken to the tree at the entrance of the courtyard."

Teacher Liu:"……"

Teacher Liu was both angry and funny. After driving the two back, he went downstairs to the courtyard.

When he saw Father Jing, Father Jing was holding his hands and running out from under the tree in a state of embarrassment. The white bird droppings all over his body almost collapsed.

For some reason, Mr. Liu suddenly felt a strange sense of refreshment in his heart.

It's actually good for Yingjiao to see this scum first...

"Dad Jing Ci?" Teacher Liu was stunned. After seeing the excitement, he walked up and called out, "I am Liu Shichen, the head teacher of Jing Ci."

Jing's father immediately blushed, and his appearance was actually seen by Jing Ci's head teacher...

Teacher Liu pretended not to see his face, and said, "The student notified me, I'll come and see, you are..." He paused, until Father Jing's face turned purple before continuing: "Shall I take you to the toilet to clean up?"

In embarrassment, Father Jing wanted to find a piece of cloth to cover his face, and nodded again and again: "Trouble teacher."

Teacher Liu took Father Jing to the bathroom on the first floor.

The provincial experimental high school is on the first floor and the second floor, and the second high school is on the third floor and the fourth floor. Among them, teachers' toilets are set up on the first and third floors.

After all this tossing, Father Jing didn't want to go to Jing Ji anymore. He is so disgusting now that he can't hold back the vomit. He doesn't even want to go to work. He just wants to take a leave from the company and go home to take a bath.

"Dad Jing Ci, is there anything you need to come over today?" Teacher Liu asked straight to the point when he left the bathroom.

"It's nothing," Jing's father smiled shyly: "I just came to see Jing Ji during the lunch break."

"Jing Ci is a good boy," Mr. Liu praised Jing Ci without hesitation: "This time he has won glory for the whole province. Our principal likes him very much, and often laments that Jing Ci would be nice if he were his child."

He stared at Father Jing's eyes and asked, "Aren't you too happy as a parent?"

Jing's father looked a little unnatural by him. He seriously suspected that there was bird excrement on his body that had not been cleaned up.

"Actually, I've wanted to talk to you for a long time, but you've never participated in a parent-teacher conference." Teacher Liu smiled and continued: "I heard that Jing Ji had a bit of a misunderstanding with his family..."

Father Jing interrupted him quickly: "No misunderstanding, no misunderstanding."

He was guilty of being a thief. Hearing what Teacher Liu said, he subconsciously felt that Jing Ci had told Teacher Liu that he had cut off his living expenses, and immediately defended himself: "Teacher, you also know that Jing Ci was born to my ex-wife."

Teacher Liu hummed.

"This child has a bad personality. He always thinks that I am partial to the second child. It's useless for me to say anything. Hey, as a parent, how can you not give your child living expenses? It's also because I took up a big project last month, and I was busy and forgot. This is what made him misunderstood."

"His grades have been bad in the past two years. Don't I pay him money as usual?"

"It turns out that it is." Mr. Liu nodded: "I understand you, but you also know that Jing Ji has now entered the national training team, and there are two rounds of trials to come. This is not only for him personally, but also for the provincial experiment, and even It is very important to our entire East China Sea Province."

Are there still two rounds left? Isn't it just a direct delivery? Father Jing was dizzy and couldn't understand the situation at all, so he nodded as if he didn't understand.

"Our school is very concerned about his mental state, and he doesn't want to see you now..."

Teacher Liu stopped for a while, and was satisfied to see Father Jing's blushing face, and then continued: "Then you should rely on him first, and don't look for him again."

"How can this be done!" This father Jing refused to agree. He didn't care about any competition or competition. Anyway, the guarantee quota was already in hand.

At this time, if you don't repair the relationship with Jing Ci, it will be more difficult later.

"Why not?" Teacher Liu looked at him with a half-smile, and there was something in his words: "Don't worry, Jing Ji has a strong ability to regulate his emotions. Before our class held a parent-teacher meeting, he was the only family in the class and no one came. , he can take it lightly."

Father Jing felt as if he had been slapped hard, his face hurt so badly that he couldn't say a word.

Mr. Liu was too lazy to deal with Father Jing any more, and said directly: "This child is safe, don't worry about it, he can become a talent on his own, don't worry."

Father Jing walked out of the teaching building in a state of embarrassment, feeling that he couldn't raise his head, his mind was full of the contemptuous eyes from Teacher Liu just now.

He gritted his teeth and hated Jing Ji who made him lose face. Isn't it just a escort? What's the big deal! He has no shortage of sons, and he will train Miaomiao well, and he will be a Tsinghua University and Peking University again.

It's Jing Ji, without the living expenses he gave, let's see how long he can last!

He didn't realize that there was a woman around the corner, who had been there ever since he talked to Teacher Liu.

It also deserves the unfortunate father Jing, this woman is his colleague. It's the one who said last time that his child was in the first year of high school and was also studying the Olympiad.

But since the college entrance examination canceled the extra points for the Olympiad, the competition class of the provincial experiment has been suspended, and it seems that there is no plan to open it again. She waited and waited. Seeing that the winter vacation was coming soon, she couldn't help it, so she took advantage of the company's lunch break to come to the school and wanted to talk to the teacher and ask what the situation was.

Unexpectedly, he ran into Father Jing in the corridor.

She wanted to wait for Jing's father and Teacher Liu to finish talking, then go up to say hello, and grab a car to go back by the way, but she never expected to hear such a big melon.

It turned out that the young boy who entered the national training team was Jing Jianguo's son!

But don't **** be biased!

She has not been partial to her colleague for a few years. How could she know about Jing Miao and not Jing Ji?

Don't be partial, why didn't Jing Jianguo directly say that it was his child when they were talking about Jing Ci? I'm afraid it's a guilty conscience, right? I didn't even know that my son had achieved such a dazzling achievement.

Female colleague's anger is high, and it's a big project! Their group just finished a project before, and they had a lot of free time last month! I also forgot to pay the living expenses, it was intentional!

Is the child lying? ! How is it possible, didn't you see the eyes of other teachers looking at him!

Jing Jianguo is really a beast!

The female colleague laughed, took out her mobile phone, opened the WeChat group, and started typing.

So, the lunch break is not over yet. Jing Jianguo's partiality, not giving living expenses to his ex-wife's son, and when others got good grades and then posted it to the past, spread throughout the company.

Not only that, because Father Jing worked for an Internet company, the circle was very small, and when there was news, the whole circle would know about it.

Coupled with the fact that Jing Ci has become very famous these days, the news spread outside the company with an unstoppable trend at the speed of light...

Jing Ji didn't know that Jing's father was about to be unlucky. After school in the evening, he took the good things and went home with Yingjiao.

"You can put it as you like," Ying Jiao turned on the light in the cloakroom, walked in with his luggage, and said to Jing Ji, "put it wherever you like."

Jing Ji looked at the two compartments one after another, and they were all covered with clothes. He couldn't help but sigh: "You have so many clothes."

"Huh?" Yingjiao stopped and looked back at him: "It's not mine, it's yours."

Jing Ji was taken aback: "My?"

"Well, I bought it." Yingjiao looked at him and said, "The labels have been cut and washed, so you can wear them right away. Didn't you come to my house without suitable clothes to wear?"

When Jing Ji said yesterday that he was going to pack up, Ying Jiao wanted to stop him. Anyway, he prepared enough clothes that he didn't need to take any extra clothes. But thinking about it again, let him bring something familiar, so that he doesn't have a sense of belonging at home, so he didn't say it.

"Why are you..." Jing Ji's throat choked, and he couldn't continue.

Winning pride can be so good...

Jing Ji's nose was sore, he didn't want to lose his temper in front of Yingjiao, desperately restrained the emotions in his heart, and randomly found an excuse to continue: "How do you know my size?"

"Just kidding." Ying Jiao raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully: "My own boyfriend, I touched and hugged him, can you know?"

Jing Ji's face flushed red.

But I couldn't help thinking in my heart that he didn't touch it, only hugged...

"Okay, clean up and follow your own habits." Yingjiao lowered his head and kissed him: "This is your home, isn't it?"

Jing Ji nodded.

Ying Jiao leaned aside and watched him busy.

Although he liked watching Jing Ji wear his clothes, it was too inconvenient to wear one size bigger all the time, not to mention—

Winning arrogantly smiled angrily.

The clothes that you pick by yourself, and then take off with your own hands, don't have a taste.