Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

"Hey, Brother Jiao, slow down!" Zheng Que put his phone in his pocket and chased after him with his trousers in hand: "Are you so hungry? Why is it so fast all of a sudden?"

"Brother Jiao didn't go to the cafeteria, he said it in the group! Didn't you see it?" He Conge gasped and grabbed him: "Brother Ci will come back later, he will pick him up at the station!"

"In this way, I was just playing a game and blocked the group news." Zheng Que scratched his head, seeing Yingjiao disappearing at the end of the corridor in strides, he turned to ask He Conge: "What time is the train from Brother Ci? Did you rush him like this?"

Peng Chengcheng spit out two words expressionlessly: "six o'clock."

"That's too late." Zheng Que wondered: "It takes more than half an hour from our school to the train station, so whatever it takes is enough."

"To be honest, Lao Zheng," He Cong gave him a speechless look and complained, "With an emotional intelligence like yours, I'm afraid you can only get off the list if you have ordered a baby at home."

Zheng Que looked inexplicable: "What happened to me?"

"Forget it, it's nothing." He Conge was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he raised his hand and patted him on the back: "Don't worry about others, are you still running? If you don't run, you won't be able to go to the cafeteria."

"Fuck! Run run run!"

Yingjiao went out of the school gate as fast as possible, took a taxi and headed straight for the train station.

After Jing Ji got on the train, he sent him the train number. The train arrived at the station at 6:05 on time. He didn't tell Jing Ji that he was going to pick him up, otherwise he was afraid that he wouldn't agree, so he killed first and then played.

When Yingjiao arrived at the station, it was exactly 5:50. After thinking about it, he casually found a coffee shop and ordered a cup of hot milk tea. It doesn't matter whether you drink well or not. Now it's cold in spring, and it's evening again. The temperature is a bit low, so I just hold it to warm Jing Ji's hands.

After doing all this, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Jing Ci.

At that time, Jing Ji had just put his schoolbag on his back to prepare for getting off the bus later.

His face was a little pale, and his eyes were full of red blood. But the whole person seemed very calm, and even patiently listened to the aunt next to her complaining about her husband, while helping her move the luggage off the shelf.

In the aunt's continuous praise and thanks, Jing Ji lowered his eyes to adjust his breathing, and pressed the call button: "Brother? Are you here?"

He rolled his Adam's apple up and down a few times, closed his eyes, and tried to make his voice sound the same as usual: "Is it at the exit? Well, I see. Well, see you later."

The train pulled into the station on time and stopped to open the door.

The passengers in the carriage, carrying large and small bags of luggage, swarmed towards the door. Jing Ji's foot was stepped on by someone who didn't know, and there were half dark footprints on the white shoe. He didn't seem to feel the pain at all, and he still walked forward without squinting.

After the long platform is the exit. There were a lot of people coming to pick up the station outside, some holding big signs with their names on their hands, and some waving desperately to the inside.

Jing Ji raised his eyes and saw Ying Jiao in the crowd at a glance.

He was wearing a blue and white school uniform, tall and straight. Putting one hand in his pocket and holding a cup of milk tea in the other, he just stood there, so striking that it almost glowed.

Meeting his gaze, the corners of Yingjiao's lips twitched slightly: "Why are you stunned, here!"

He has always been strong and forbearing, and he will only swallow his own words when he is wronged. When I saw the person who loved me, my tears finally burst.

"elder brother!"

He can't care where he is now or how many people are around him, he just wants to hug Yingjiao.

Yingjiao was so heartbroken by his crying that he strode up to meet him: "Who bullied you? With me..."

Before he finished speaking, he was hugged by Jing Ji.

Yingjiao was startled for a moment, then immediately pushed him out: "What's wrong? Baby, let go and be obedient."

Jing Ji's fingers kept shaking, he buried his face on Ying Jiao's shoulder, choked and refused to let go: "Brother...Brother, don't touch me."

Yingjiao wanted to touch him, to hold his face and wipe his tears, but he was afraid that he would hurt. He raised his hand several times, and finally put it down.

"Okay, I won't move you." Ying Jiao was worried and uncomfortable. It was the first time he saw Jing Ci get out of control to such an extent, even if they were separated.

What the **** is going on? Yingjiao thought for a moment that his place on the national team was topped.

"Don't cry," Yingjiao lowered his head and whispered to him: "I'm here, tell me anything, I'll solve it, okay?"

In his ears was his gentle and low voice, and he was holding his whole being in his hands. He was by his side, not separated by two spaces that could never be touched, nor forced to separate.

Jing Ji calmed down a little. Afraid that Yingjiao would be worried, he ignored the embarrassment on his face and raised his head with a sob: "No, it's fine, brother, I'm fine."

"It's okay, why are you crying?" Yingjiao's chest hurts, he gently pulls away Jing Ji and stares into his eyes: "What's the matter?"

Jing Ji wiped his face, wiped away the tears that were still flowing uncontrollably, pointed to his mouth and shook his head, indicating that he could not speak.

Win arrogant to understand.

People with the character of Jing Ji can hug him and cry in public, but can't speak, it can only be those things in the previous life. It's probably related to his origin, so I can't say anything.

Ying Jiao sighed in his heart. In fact, he had already guessed the ending of their last life, but he never dared to think deeply. Now Jing Ji actually knew it one step ahead?

"Okay," Ying Jiao took him by the sleeve of his clothes with one hand and the suitcase with the other, and took him to the bathroom: "Wash your face and pack up. Don't think about it, we won't look at the past."

He took out a few pieces of paper and handed it to Jing Ji, deliberately making him laugh: "When you cry like this, I thought someone pierced the sky that Nuwa mended."

Jing Ji rushed his face, took the tissue paper and wiped it a few times, with a heavy nasal tone in his voice: "Brother, I'm sorry..."

"Stupid or not, I'm sorry for what I said." Ying Jiao smiled: "Even after you went back, everyone looked at your eyes and thought you were in the national team and cried with joy."

Ying Jiao stuffed the still hot milk tea into Jing Ji's hand, and while walking out, he said, "I heard that there will be reporters coming to interview you in a few days. now..."

He slightly hooked his lips: "At that time, the entire Donghai Province, from the old man to the children, will know. That particularly powerful and awesome Jing Ji, in fact, will secretly cry after the first test."

Rao is still a little sad in his heart, but Jing Ji still couldn't help laughing: "It doesn't matter."

"Jingshen, I find that your face is getting closer to me now," Ying Jiao sighed, "As expected, we are becoming more and more married."

Jing Ji's ears were slightly red, but he didn't speak.

Seeing that he didn't think about those things anymore, Yingjiao finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked him, "I touched you just now, did you hurt?"

Where would you be distracted thinking about these things before Jing Ji? He recalled it for a moment, and couldn't remember what it was like at the time.

Ying Jiao was helpless and was about to say something when he saw Jing Ji suddenly raised his head and looked at him shyly: "Then... try again."

But just holding a hand, what is Jing Ji suddenly ashamed of? Yingjiao was surprised and didn't understand for a while.

"Anyway..." Jing Ji turned his head slightly and didn't look at him, and whispered: "Wherever you touch, you touch..."

Yingjiao's eyes fell on his red ears, and he couldn't help laughing: "Want me to kiss you?"

Jing Ji made an indiscernible "um".

Yingjiao took a deep breath, and his voice was a little tight when he spoke again: "Save it for now, and find a place where no one else is."

Jing Ji lowered his eyes and nodded.

After the two came out of the train station, they did not go back to school directly. I had a meal at a Cantonese restaurant outside, and when I paid, I packed two boxes of mango pancakes, and then went to school.

Jing Ji was just full and couldn't eat dessert for the time being. It's win arrogance, and the appetite is very good. A box of four Panji was quickly wiped out by him.

After saying hello to the uncle guard, the two walked through the small square and walked all the way to the flower bed.

At this time, Jing Ji's mood had completely stabilized, the redness and swelling on his eyes had disappeared, and he was only thinking about giving Yingjiao a try.

But seeing that he was about to walk to the teaching building, Yingjiao still didn't move. Jing Ji pursed his lower lip and glanced to the side secretly.

He was eating mango pancakes and seemed content.

Did you forget?

Or... just take the initiative once? Anyway, it's not that I haven't kissed anyway.

Just as Jing Ji was thinking about it, he saw Ying Jiao raised his hand and smirked, holding a half of the mango pancake and poking his lips, and the cream in it immediately touched his skin.

Not only do not kiss, but also bully him.

Jing Ji raised his eyes and was about to protest, but in the next second, his lips suddenly softened, and a very shallow kiss fell.

"Does it hurt?"

"Only...just a little bit."

"Um?"

"Really, very, very slight, I almost didn't feel it."

"That's good."

Ying Jiao chuckled lightly, then lowered his head again, and gently and patiently kissed the cream off his lips.

The author has something to say: Brother proud: creamy~

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