Outside the door, Yingjiao, who was about to knock, slowly lowered his hand.

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

Yingjiao suppressed a smile and took out a cigarette from his pocket, holding it in his mouth without lighting it.

This was the first time he knew that Jing Ci, who seemed indifferent on the surface, was actually very happy because he got first place in the exam.

After the results of the last midterm exam were released, the whole class was in a state of excitement, including Teacher Liu, who couldn't help but giggle for several days.

Students from other classes rushed over excitedly to see him. The name Jing Ci dominated the school forums for nearly a month, causing waves of bloodshed.

However, Jing Ci, the person involved, was very calm and did not show any particularly intense emotions from beginning to end. He did whatever he needed to do without being affected at all, looking calm and calm.

Yingjiao thought that he didn't take being the first in the grade seriously at all. Unexpectedly, in private, Jing Ci would actually collect all the test papers and enjoy himself secretly by himself.

It's so cute.

Ying Jiao felt so itchy that she wished she could push the door open immediately, put him in her arms, pinch his face and ears.

Several boys walked over from the other end of the corridor. When they saw Yingjiao, they straightened their backs unconsciously and opened their mouths to say hello.

Yingjiao put a finger to his lips and hissed at them, signaling them to be silent.

A few boys nodded in confusion, and walked away cautiously with their hands and feet stiffened.

With a smile on his lips, Yingjiao glanced inside again through the glass window of the dormitory door.

Jing Ji had already put the iron box containing his victory medal in the closet, and his face returned to its previous look.

He clicked on his phone and checked the time. He did not let himself dwell on the past glory. He took out an exercise book from his schoolbag, sat down at the desk and started to work on the questions.

A brief period of happiness that only lasted less than a minute and belonged to Jing Ci ended like this.

Ying Jiao was startled for a moment. The two completely different expressions of Jing Ci's before and after were constantly changing in his mind.

He suddenly thought of Jing Ci's polite and polite refusal when he wanted to celebrate Jing Ci...

Yingjiao immediately understood that although Jing Ci had always behaved calmly and calmly in front of all of them, in fact, he was not like this.

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

Including him.

What has Jing Ci experienced before that made him develop such a character that he cannot open his heart to others?

Yingjiao leaned against the wall and was lost in thought 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? Yingjiao grinds his teeth gently, no matter what the reason is, he wants to be beautiful.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and the wind outside was howling and blowing through the trees on both sides of the road, bringing with it waves of damp and cold breath.

Yingjiao didn't even have time to put on her clothes. She rushed to the dessert shop outside the school gate and bought a box of shredded coconut milk square cakes at the last minute while making samples.

In the boys' dormitory of the provincial experiment, Jing Ji continued to finish the exercises he had done in the morning and got the answers correct. Li Zhou still didn't come back. Jing Ci guessed that he was having fun in another dormitory and was forgetting about his childhood.

I lowered my head and glanced at my phone. It was still some time before the bed bell rang, so I gave up the idea of ​​calling him.

Jing Ci stood up and stretched, walking around the dormitory while searching for Mathematical Olympiad papers on the Internet with his mobile phone.

Not far from the Provincial Experiment, there is a military base. A signal jammer is used in the base, and even the mobile phone signal in the Provincial Experiment area is not very good, especially in the dormitory building.

Several times, Li Zhou suddenly disconnected from the game in the middle of playing, and he often screamed in anger because of this.

Jing Ci waited for a minute before the webpage was halfway loaded. He didn't want to waste time on this, so he was about to walk around the water room with a better signal with his mobile phone, when suddenly there was a knock on the door of the dormitory.

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

"Yes." Yingjiao walked in familiarly, put the coconut milk square cake into his hand, and said softly: "Little classmate, congratulations on getting first place in the Mathematical Olympiad."

Knowing that Jing Ci would definitely refuse, Yingjiao lazily leaned on the railing on the bed and said with a chuckle: "Don't give in to me. If you don't want barbecue crayfish, a box of desserts will do."

He raised his hand and gently touched the back of Jing Ci's hand: "Do you feel it? My hands are frozen just to buy such a thing."

"Thank you." Jing Ci smiled sheepishly and accepted his kindness.

He didn't open the dessert box immediately, but put the small square cake on the table. He walked to the bed, took out a square blanket from under the quilt, and put it on Yingjiao's lap: "Are you cold?"

Just cover this."

The blanket was made of coral velvet. Although it looked thick, it actually felt soft and light. Yingjiao shook the blanket off and covered himself with a smile that spread to his eyes.

Desserts cannot be left overnight. Jing Ji put down his phone, tore open the packaging box, pushed the box towards Ying Jiao, and asked him, "Do you want to eat it?"

Yingjiao's eyes flashed and he shook his head: "I won't eat it."

Jing Ci didn't know that he was holding something bad in his heart, so he nodded when he heard this, picked up a small square cake and put it into his mouth.

The shredded coconut milk square cake that Yingjiao bought was very suitable for his taste. It melted in his mouth, had a rich milky flavor, and a little coconut fragrance, without being sweet at all.

Jing Ci narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but eat another piece.

Yingjiao watched him eat two pieces, lifted the blanket from his legs, walked to Jing Ci, lowered his head and said, "Give me a taste?"

Jing Ci nodded quickly and held up the dessert box for him to take it.

Yingjiao didn't move. He lowered his eyes and landed on Jing Ci's hand. He smiled, held his wrist, and took the fork from his hand.

Jing Ci's eyes narrowed, feeling a little unnatural.

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

Jing Ci has experienced countless times where a group of people gathered around a palm-sized cake, one bite at a time and one bite at a time.

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

"That's what I used," Jing Ji reminded him and was about to take the fork back, but Ying Jiao raised his hand to block it.

Ying Jiaoxin said that what he wants is what you have used, but on the surface he put on an upright look: "It's okay, we are both boys, do you still care about that?"

As he spoke, he quickly forked a small square cake and put it into his mouth.

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

Even so, he basically didn't touch it.

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

Ying Jiao swallowed the food in his mouth and asked Jing Ci: "Does it taste good?"

Jing Ci nodded and said honestly: "It's delicious."

Ying Jiao raised her lips, glanced at the fork in her hand, and said meaningfully: "I also think today's small square cake is particularly delicious."

He deliberately emphasized the word "special". Jing Ci didn't understand it, but he vaguely felt that it didn't mean something pure, so he was smart enough not to ask any more questions.

Yingjiao didn't care. He lowered his head, forked a piece of small square cake and brought it to Jing Ci's lips: "Here."

Jing Ci hid for a moment 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 and continued: "It's not like I haven't fed you before. The chestnuts we ate were pretty good last time."

As he spoke, he stretched his right hand forward and touched Jing Ci's lips with the small square cake.

Jing Ci couldn't open his mouth when Ying Jiao looked at him like this. He hesitated for a few seconds, and finally raised his hand, carefully pinched the handle of the fork, quickly lowered his head and took the small square cake into his mouth.

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

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

Yingjiao: “Does this count as indirect kissing?”

Jing Ci's face suddenly turned red.

Yingjiao took advantage of her words and was satisfied. Jing Jingci tilted his head shyly, looking at the bed, the floor, and the ceiling, but not at himself.

He chuckled, and when Jing Ci wasn't paying attention, he put the fork in the dessert box and rolled it around.

The surface of the shredded coconut milk square cake was completely sprinkled with coconut flakes. Yingjiao walked along with this box of desserts and pushed it with Jing Ci twice. A lot of the coconut flakes on the small square cake naturally fell off.

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

Yingjiao didn't eat anymore. He walked around to Jing Ci and waved the fork in front of his eyes as if he had not noticed it.

Jing Ci originally felt embarrassed and ashamed, but as soon as he saw the fork, all emotions were forgotten.

The fork given by the merchant is of good quality, one size larger than the ordinary fork, and is black, so the bits and pieces of coconut on one side are particularly noticeable.

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

Ying Jiao took in all his expressions, suppressed a smile, and deliberately pretended not to know anything.

Jing Ci closed his eyes and tried not to think about the fork. He didn't want to ask Yingjiao for it, lest he say something irrelevant again.

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

Jing Ji was thinking about how to get the fork in his hand without leaving any trace, when Ying Jiao suddenly touched him: "Do you want more? I won't eat it."

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

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

Jing Ci reluctantly shook the coconut into the trash can, hesitated for a few seconds, and took the opportunity to put the small square cake into his mouth and quickly licked it on the fork.

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

Before he could swallow a mouthful of small square cake, Yingjiao suddenly walked over.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Jing Ci, lazily blowing a whistle in his ear: "Wow, this time it's not an indirect kiss, it's a tongue kiss."
Chapter completed!