Yingjiao's halohyperemia is not congenital.

When he was twelve years old, he witnessed his mother's suicide.

The young boy who had just won a football match opened the bathroom door in a high mood and was sweating profusely. When he looked up, his eyes were filled with large swaths of blood.

In the exquisitely decorated and warm bathroom, his mother was lying in the bathtub with her eyes closed, her face pale, and there was a long and deep cut on her hanging wrist.

The woman who warned him carefully before he went out stopped paying attention to him no matter how much he yelled or cried after just half a day.

After suffering from depression for several years, the grand arrival of Ye Lili, Ying Shengjun’s mother, became the last straw for her.

After she made a will, distributed her property, and ensured that her son would have enough food and clothing for the rest of his life, she chose to leave without looking back.

The bathroom at home was once Yingjiao's favorite place in her childhood.

At that time, he took his little golden retriever and happily played in the water.

Every time, his mother's gentle reminders and exhortations were heard in his ears.

After he had taken care of himself, she would always squat down and touch him, then touch his little golden retriever, and say, "Jiaojiao is great, and my brother is great too."

But from that day on, the bathroom became his nightmare.

No matter day or night, the overwhelming red color was always in his mind, lingering in his mind.

Then, Yingjiao discovered that he would never see blood again.

He didn't tell anyone, not even He Zhou, who had played with him since childhood.

He had encountered accidents like today's countless times, and every time he gritted his teeth and carried it through. Anyway, he only fainted for a while and could not kill anyone.

But this time it was different, the same blood, the same dizziness.

The person he wanted to protect the most in the world.

The person he even forced to ask if he liked her.

But he immediately reached out and covered his eyes.

Ying Jiao closed her eyes and leaned against Jing Ji, letting him help her to the milk tea shop on the roadside.

"A cup of milk tea, oatmeal, whatever. Sorry, can you give me a cup of hot water?"

"Yes, don't be too hot."

"Thanks."

The unique touch of the milk tea cup touched my lips, and Jing Ci's slightly anxious voice came to my ears: "Yingjiao? Yingjiao, drink some."

At that moment, it seemed that even the blood that had troubled him for many years was gone. There was nothing else in his mind but this person.

"I...I'm fine." Yingjiao gasped a few times, opened his eyes slightly, and smiled with difficulty: "Don't worry."

"Drink some water." Jing Ci leaned closer to him and raised the milk tea cup, his face full of worry.

Yingjiao followed his intention and opened her mouth.

Just a little bit of warm water flowed into his mouth, which relieved the coldness of his body just right, and even his limbs began to regain consciousness.

Yingjiao leaned against Jing Ci, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, and for the first time, he felt that this feeling of powerlessness was not that bad.

After Yingjiao fully recovered, the two of them got up and went back to school.

On the way back, Jing Ji was as alert as a little beast going out to look for food for the first time, wary of any factors that might appear around him that might be detrimental to Yingjiao.

Seeing him like this, Yingjiao felt that her heart was about to soften.

Is there a Santa Claus out there somewhere? He sent such beautiful words to him.

Yingjiao chuckled lightly, and using the cover of the sleeves of his school uniform, he reached out and hooked Jing Ci's little finger.

Jing Ci was startled and looked around reflexively. His eyes fell on Ying Jiao's smiling side face. He pursed his lower lip and did not move, letting him lead her and walked to school step by step.

After the final exam, the whole school relaxed and even the forum regained its previous popularity.

[I’m liberated, I’ll wait for my results and go home to have a good year.]

[Speaking of which, the finals of the National Mathematics High School Federation are coming soon. I don’t know what Brother Ci’s results will be.]

[Just wait and see, the finals last for five days, and the results will be available on the seventh day.]

[Brother Ci and the others have been preparing for the finals during this time. It seems they haven’t studied much, right? I suddenly had a bold idea... Will I be the first one this time? 】

[I admire people like you above who have no self-awareness. Even if you haven’t studied for almost a month, you should still be your brother, okay?]

【Not necessarily, what if?】

[I wasn’t really looking forward to the final results at first, but when you say that, it seems like you’re looking forward to the results coming out soon, hahahaha.]

[I guess Brother Ci doesn’t care about final grades anymore. If he can join the national training team, it is equivalent to being directly recommended to Tsinghua and Peking University. He can choose his major at will, which is enviable.]

[Enter the national training team, and then go through two rounds of selection. Will my Ci brother enter the national mathematics reserve team, and then represent the country in the International Olympiad Mathematics Competition? 】

[You upstairs...forget it, you are tired at the end of the semester, sleep well and continue dreaming.]

Under the attention of all the teachers and students in the school, Jing Ci and others finally arrived at the day of departure.

The National Mathematics High School Finals, also known as the National Middle School Mathematics Winter Camp, lasts for five days and is hosted by Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School this year.

On the first day, the team leaders from each province gathered together for a meeting to understand the rules of the competition.

The next day was to visit Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School and get familiar with the examination room.

The exams are held on the third and fourth days.

In fact, nothing happened on the fifth day. Each provincial team could check out and leave directly in the morning.

Two days after the finals, results will be announced one after another. Some provincial teams will continue to stay in hotels and wait for the results to come out.

The specific arrangements for the provincial experiment have not yet been notified to students, so Jing Ci is not clear about it.

"Have you packed everything? Did you leave anything behind?" Zhao Feng looked more nervous than anyone else, asking over and over again: "Don't get halfway through and suddenly remember that there is something else you haven't brought."

"Get it." Zhou Chao's palms were already sweating, but when Zhao Feng did this, the nervousness in his heart disappeared instantly. He leaned next to Jing Ci and whispered: "Teacher Zhao asked me this question four times."

Times, I counted them.”

Jing Ci couldn't help but laugh.

Zhao Feng seemed to realize that he was tensing up too tightly, fearing to cause secondary pressure to the students. He coughed and changed the subject: "Yangcheng is almost two hours away from us by high-speed rail, and we can get to the hotel in the evening. I'll give it to you.

Xiao Xiao paid the guest fee. When you arrive, you can meet Xiao Xiao first and he will tell you what you need to pay attention to during the winter camp."

Both contestants and teachers are required to pay certain fees to the organizer.

Everyone’s camp fee is different, but the average is about 2,000 yuan.

The results of this year's Provincial Experimental Olympiad were unprecedentedly good, so the school was generous and directly borne all the expenses needed for the competition including camp fees, travel expenses, etc., which greatly reduced Jing Ci's pressure.

"Also," Zhao Feng thought for a while and then said: "If you are not acclimatized, don't be embarrassed, and don't take medicine randomly. Tell me first, do you understand?"

"knew."

"Okay," Zhao Feng waved his hand: "Let's go."

On the way to Yangcheng, because the pressure of the finals was right in front of us, even Zhou Chao, a talkative man, did not make a fuss for the first time.

After boarding the high-speed train, as soon as several people found their seats, they unpacked their schoolbags and prepared to read again. Whether they read it or not, they just wanted to seek psychological comfort.

Jing Ci put his luggage on the luggage rack above, dug into his school bag, and was stunned.

The tentacle is not the paper texture of the Mathematical Olympiad book, but a hard plastic texture.

He slowly took out what he touched, which was a box of coconut milk square cakes.

"Brother Ci, are you so exquisite?" Zhou Chao glanced at the small square cake in his hand, as if he had discovered a new world, and said with a smile: "You still need to bring desserts when you go out. This operation can be done."

Jing Ci didn't answer his words. He looked at the box of small square cakes in his hand for a long time and suddenly smiled.

This is his and Yingjiao's unique way of cheering. He understands everything he wants to say. He will try his best and will not regret it no matter what the result is.

At this time, in the classroom, the students from Class 7 who had passed the final exam were feeling light. Some gathered together to chat, some were reading novels below, and a few couples in puppy love secretly changed seats and were holding hands under the table.

Declining He Zong's invitation to play cards, Yingjiao sat calmly in his seat, opened his pencil case, and prepared to take a pen to do a set of math problems.

He opened the zipper and was startled for a moment.

In the pencil case that was supposed to contain only pens, a small note was stuffed into it at some point.

The stack of notes was square and square, without even a trace of asymmetry. Without asking, Yingjiao knew that it was Jing Ci who placed it.

Do you have something you want to say to him, but you are embarrassed and can only express it in this way?

Ying Jiao opened the note with a smile.

Yingjiao's chest was so warm that it almost swelled.

The small piece of paper was filled with his study tasks for the past few days.

Which subject should be done on which day, and which exercise book should be clearly marked. The time was also arranged just right, so that he would not be too nervous or too relaxed.

His boyfriend, before such an important game, still cared about him in his heart.

Yingjiao lowered his eyes and rubbed his thumb on the note for a long time, then put it back into the pencil case with great care and replaced it with an exercise book according to what Jing Ci wrote.
To be continued...