His Canary

There was a wet touch on the skin around the neck, and Dong Ci only felt the numbness and itching of the spot that was attracted by Jingrong.

Feeling that he was nibbling on her neck with his teeth, Dong Ciming gave a loud bang, and felt like there was an electric current, and the strength of his body was evacuating a little.

"Jing, Jingrong."

At this time in the classroom, her sight was blocked by Jing Jian's figure. Although they were sitting in the last row, there was no guarantee that no one would see them. She was anxious to pull Jingrong's clothes, hoping he could let go of her.

"I will kiss you here in the future, OK?"

After letting Dong Ci go, Jing Rong's voice was more dumb. He moved away from her a little, touching the kiss / mark that had gradually emerged with his fingertips, and a satisfied look was drawn in his eyes.

Dong Ci is now short hair, the length of the hair can not cover the neck at all. She covered the kisses and marks exposed in the air with her hands, and there was mist rising in her eyes.

"No crying."

Seeing Dong Ci's pitiful tears coming out, he flicked her hand to help her cover her collar and said, hooking the corner of her mouth. "It's not because you take it yourself. If you don't use ear piercings to prevent me, I won't kiss your neck."

"If you don't want others to see the stamps on you, then you will be honest and obedient." Then, Jing Rong smiled slightly and leaned in to kiss her lips.

"As long as you don't make me angry, I'll be on you."

"..."

Dong Ci's skin is tender and white. Usually, a little pinching will leave a red mark, not to mention that Jing Rong kissed her hard.

The bright red marks were printed on her snow-white neck like a big thorn, with a bright sense of color difference.

Out of frustration, Dong Ci could only cover it with two band-aids.

If she has long hair now, it is estimated that the kiss / mark can be covered without a band-aid. Dong Ci looked at his hair hanging down to his chin and regretted his decision for the first time.

The ears still hurt, and after a few days, the pain not only did not alleviate, but also became inflamed.

Dong Ci remembered that the aunt at the barber shop had told her that she had to turn the earrings she wore after she had pierced her ear piercings, otherwise she would be easily blocked. It was terrible to think about it, so Dong Ci quickly reached out and turned around.

It was a little itchy in the ear hole. Dong Ci stretched his hands and scratched after turning the stud stick, but he felt the back was wet and the ears were getting hotter and hotter.

She froze, put her finger in front of her eyes, and it bleeds.

The toilet paper was pressed behind the ear for a long time, and after taking it off, it was red. Dong Ci felt more and more distressed when he looked at it, and only felt his ears hurt even more.

Jing Rong was sleeping on the side, only to feel that Dong Ci, who was originally quiet, was always wringing something, and also talking to classmates around, seemingly borrowing something.

He opened his eyes slowly, and what caught his eye was a trembling little hand holding a cotton swab and wiping it behind his ears. She seemed to be afraid of pain. The cotton swab waved in the air for a long time, and she did not dare to start.

Jing Rong saw a solidified red behind her ear. This time it was found that Dong Ci's ear was broken. Frowning, he lifted himself from the table, and Jing Rong took the cotton bud from her hand, asking with some displeasure. "what happened?"

"I should have accidentally scratched the wound just now." Dong Ci took a small mirror and found several angles, but also couldn't see what was hurt behind his ear. Jing Rong pursed her lips, dipped the cotton swab in alcohol, and she would apply a wound to her.

"You what are you doing?"

Dong Ci was like a frightened rabbit, and grabbed his hand reflexively. Jing Rong sneered at her lightly and sneered. "What else can I do, of course, to apply a wound to you."

"Do you think I will take the opportunity to bite you?"

Seeing Dong Ci kept obstructing, Jing Rong trapped her in her arms, grabbed her hands with one hand, and bowed her head in a light voice. "Be a little bit better, don't cry if you hurt."

"hiss--"

The cold and prickly pain came from behind his ears, as if there were countless ants biting her wounds, Dong Ci bit her lips tightly, but still cried out in pain.

"Jingrong, are you lighter, okay?"

Dong Ci couldn't bear a little pain. At this time, because of the tension, she was a little weak and could only curl up in his arms. Hearing her tender, cat-like cry, Jing Rong's eyes deepened, especially after hearing the sentence just now, her heart felt like she was scratched by feathers, and she was uncomfortable.

Lighter? Um, he wanted more ...

"Can't you bear the pain?"

After the application, Jing Rong threw the cotton swab on the table and stretched out her arm to hug her. He strangled Dong Ci's small body tightly with his arms, and the exhaled heat sprayed on top of her head.

"A delicate flower like you, no one can support you except me." When embracing her, Jing Rong only felt that her empty heart was filled in an instant, as if she were in her own Found the attribution.

Originally it was just interesting, but I didn't expect to get caught in it at the end. Jingrong's eyes narrowed her tighter, and suddenly she wanted to cherish her ...

lifetime.

"Xiaoci, have been with me all the time, okay?"

Jing Rong said this very softly, but Dong Ci was terrified. She shy away from his eyes with some fear, Zhizhiwuwu said. "Originally, it was only until graduation."

"How did Xiaoci prepare to treat me after graduation?"

Jing Rong let her push herself away, leaning her chin on the chair. He looked at Dong Ci sideways, and extended his fingertips to brush her hair, smiling softly. "Are you going to run away, or do you never see me again as a stranger?"

With that, he blinked slightly, as if he was aware of something, and said a little funny. "It seems there is no difference between the two results."

Although he seemed to be harmless and harmless at this time, Dong Ci collapsed tightly, and his heart was in a panic. She clenched her fists slightly, her eyes daring not to answer Jing Rong's words.

"Xiaoci, I want to hear the truth."

Jingrong's fingers slightly raised her cheeks, and her eyes were filled with mist. "In your heart, don't you like me at all?"

"Do you want to stay away from me immediately after graduation ... Best, never see?"

Two questions pierced Dong Ci's heart. She raised her head in a daze, wondering why he always saw her through so easily.

She exhaled heavily, feeling that her lies were not persuasive and could only compromise. "Yes."

One word interrupted the conversation.

Jing Rong narrowed his eyes and withdrew his hand, his long eyelashes trembling in the sunlight made him look particularly soft. He tickled his mouth slightly, his smile unchanged, he said:

"okay, I get it."

This was the softest tone in his history. His clear voice was like a spring collision in the mountains, with countless lingering and affection. At that time, Dong Cixi had an illusion, she thought that she had harmed the teenager invisible.

There are thousands of roads in the world. Choosing a different path means choosing a different life. Dong Ci didn't know at this time. Sometimes a simple sentence could change her life.

Dong Ci remembered the tenderness of Jing Rong's face very clearly at that time. His whole body was dazzling and soft under the sun, especially the smile on the corner of his mouth, which made her a little distracted.

Is he really gentle?

Does he really have a harmless side?

After a long, long time, Jing Rong hid his anger and sharp edge. After he settled down, the whole person softened a lot. Especially when dealing with her, all kinds of tenderness and affection, but Dong Ci knows clearly:

Jing Rong's so-called tenderness is just a sharp knife tip covered with honey.

You think it is sweet, but when you lick honey, the tip of the knife will see blood.

...

The restaurant opened by Ci Ma is becoming more and more popular. From the initial installation of air conditioners to the launch of new dishes, to the expansion and decoration today, the scale is growing.

"There are white carved building block shelves to separate the two sides of the room. The gap between each table is set larger. A small crystal curtain is hung. The wall lamp is installed with a soft one. The brightness must be adjusted ..."

Ci Ma chose to renovate the shop when the business was most prosperous. She took out the draft drawings she had once painted and systematically marked on the book. Even the clothes she wore became more capable, just like the boss lady with a successful career.

"Mom, are you going to decorate according to your draft drawings?"

Although the restaurant's income is good, Dong Ci doesn't think he can afford such a huge expenditure. She tried to persuade the mother to give up the idea, but she did not know how to speak.

When Dong Ci was very young, he knew that Mom's dream was to open a restaurant of his own. At that time, Dad was still there, and he also supported the dream of Mom. The two sat on the sofa and painted, and spent a week drawing a restaurant decoration.

"When I make money, I will buy you a shop, and then you can decorate according to this picture!"

This sentence has been in the past ten years, and the times have changed. No matter what changes have taken place in her family's life, this picture has always been preserved.

Maybe she can't wait.

Now that I have touched my dream, I ca n’t wait to plan it to be like the fantasy of her and my dad after I have tasted the sweetness. Dong Ci looked at the light in Ci Ma's eyes and was always a little uneasy while being happy for her.

"Ma's business is getting better and better now. Not only do office workers like to eat, but even some students love to come."

"So my mother thinks about it. I will renovate the store early while the business is on the rise. This will not only attract more customers, but also make me look more comfortable ..."

"Looking comfortable?" Dong Ci frowned slightly, looking at Ci Ma with some doubt.

"Ah, I mean I'll be relieved as soon as I renovate soon. After all, I can make a big heart in my heart."

Ci Ma knew that she had lost her word and quickly changed the subject. She beckoned and brought Dong Ci closer, showing her the picture. "Xiaoci, do you think the shop designed by me and your father is creative and beautiful?"

Ci Ma said with a smile. "At that time, we just made it according to the thoughts in our hearts. We didn't expect that the New Year passed by now. It can still be used after taking it out."

"In Xiao Wang's words, it is a net red shop!"

"Mom, who is Xiao Wang?"

Dong Ci became more and more puzzled. She always felt that since the summer vacation she lived in Jingrong for a few days, there seemed to be a lot more things that Ci Ma did not know about.

"Xiao Wang is a friend of his mother. He is very good at managing the catering industry. Speaking of which, his mother's business can be prosperous now.

As if something had flashed in my mind, Dong Ci felt like he was missing something, but he could not remember what he had forgotten, so he shook his head and quickly threw the weirdness in it. After thinking.

...

More than a month after the start of school, the time has entered October. Because of their promotion to the third year of high school, the holidays have become less and less, and even the 11th holiday is only two days away.

The students in the first class are all elites. Under such a strong atmosphere of learning, Dong Ci's study has become more and more serious. Because the overall level is improving, her progress is not so obvious.

Jingrong seems to have changed a lot recently, but after contact, it seems that nothing has changed. Dong Ci accidentally glanced at his quiet and serious side face when he got up and took a water glass. ?

He was doing a math simulation paper. He should have been doing multiple-choice questions shortly after he started, but the speed was extremely fast. For Dong Ci's kung fu drinking water, he had finished both of the questions.

Blind?

Dong Ci is also working on this set of questions. She opened the test paper and looked at the multiple choice questions in front of her eyes. Then she glanced at Jing Rong and found that he was basically the same as the answer she chose ...

He has already reached the last question of the multiple choice question. That question is a little difficult. Dong Ci calculated the answer for a long time. Who knows that Jing Rong simply drew a picture in the blank space of the test paper and randomly listed a few formulas , Actually chose the answer to that question easily.

"..."

Jing Rong generally takes extra care when focusing on something. He originally wanted to make a test paper to alleviate the boredom in his heart. Who knows that the more brows are made, the tighter the brows are. After finishing the last multiple choice question, he directly left the pen on the table.

Boring.

He supported his chin with his hand, knocking on the table with boredom, but his eyes moved slightly, and suddenly felt that the ‘little flower’ beside him seemed to be looking at himself, his casual eyes, but directly opposed to Dong Ci ’s eyes.