His Canary

Jing Rong smiled leisurely, not only with ridicule but with a touch of joy. He stood up from the sofa and walked to the bed. He leaned over and supported Dong Ci between him and the bed.

"Dong Ci, how are we going to make a deal?"

"What deal?"

He was still wearing yesterday's bathrobe, and as he leaned over, his collar loosened and his chest showed a large piece. Dong Ci turned his head to the side, unwilling to see him.

"After the placement, I promise to let you enter the class smoothly, but as a condition, you must accompany me to the end of high school."

"I can smoothly enter a class without you!"

Dong Ci didn't understand why he always used this as a bargaining chip. As long as she played stable, it was not difficult to get into a class.

"Naive."

Jing Rong stared at her with the corner of her mouth raised with a cool fingertip. "You forgot what I said to you yesterday?"

"If you have the ability to enter, I have enough ability to prevent you from entering. If you don't believe that you have to try, I will be happy to gamble with you."

"But ..." He paused a little, then raised his eyes and looked at her with a smile. "Do you think you can afford to gamble?"

"..." Dong Ci was silent.

Then she smiled a little fateful. Yeah, she can't afford to gamble.

At this time, Jing Rong undoubtedly forced her into a dead end. Not only did she not have exits in the front, back, left, and right, she even left her escape route.

Dong Ci lowered his head and squeezed his palms, only half a day before regaining his voice, asked with a taunt. "How do you want me to stay with you?"

"It's very simple, as long as you obey me and don't make me angry."

It seemed that the result had been expected for a long time. Jing Rong didn't have many surprises on her face, but just kissed her cheek sideways and said with a smile. "As long as you are well-behaved, I can indulge you indefinitely within the limits allowed by me."

"Just a high school senior?"

Jingrong answered with a vague voice, and moved her lips to her neck, without giving her too definite answers.

Who knows how long it will take? If there is no interest in her, maybe he will let her go tomorrow.

"I can promise you, but you can't affect my study." Feeling that someone buried between her items was becoming more and more excessive, Dong Ciren couldn't bear it any more and reached out and pushed his chest. "One more thing……"

"You can't touch me."

The hot air sprayed between her items suddenly languished, Jing Jing slowly raised her head, looked at her with a smile, and said, "Touch you?"

"What do you mean? Can't I kiss you and hug you, or ... can't you / you?"

Dong Ci was angry with his words, because the mood fluctuated too much and the temperature on his cheek continued to blush. "You can do nothing, you can't kiss me, you can't hug me, nothing more can't be done!"

"Tumbling."

As soon as Dong Ci's words fell, Jing Rong shook his head and sighed. He reached out and nodded her forehead, and said softly, "Just said he wants you to be obedient, are you so angry with me?"

"I can't touch you even if I touch it, then what do I want you to do?" He said, pulling his lips and looking at Dong Ci with infinite coolness. "It's impossible that you think I'm too lonely, so I will find you to accompany me?"

"But we don't have anything to do. Is it just because of a transaction that I will sell you the whole person?"

"Who said it doesn't matter?"

Jing Rong raised his eyebrows and just wanted to say something, but his dark eyes suddenly flashed and he smiled instantly.

"Xiao Ci, it turns out that you are changing Fa'er and I want identity?" It seemed that he had found something that pleased him. His thin lips kept smiling, and his eyes softened a lot.

"You follow me, naturally I am the person, it is impossible that you still want to be some kind of underground relationship?" Said his dismissive sneer, slowly. "I'm not interested in nourishment / women."

What he said was such an understatement, but Dong Ci's brows grew tighter. "Jingrong, do you like me?"

The first time he met, he began to struggle, and every time he met later, he held her still. Now he tied her to his home, and even threatened her with work shifts. What he wanted was to let her accompany him as his girlfriend for a year?

His character makes Dong Ci unpredictable, and the way of doing things is too strange. Dong Ci didn't mean anything else, so he just casually asked his own ideas.

So direct and sharp, a sentence that didn't go around the bend broke straight into Jing Rong's ears, which really made him stunned and didn't react.

"Do you like ..." Jing Rong's slender fingertips nodded his chin, as if thinking about something. After half a ring, he slowly replied, "Now I like it."

"But I can't guarantee how long I like it."

Dong Ci lowered his eyes, and pulled the corner of his mouth stiff. In response to his answer, Dong Ci already knew that he didn't like himself. Even in his own heart, he didn't figure out what he liked.

"You still can't touch me."

After winding around, Dong Ci almost forgot the most original question. She touched the soft, fine plush on the sheets, and looked down dumbly. "As long as you agree not to touch me, I will agree to the rest of what you say, otherwise ..."

"Otherwise"

Jing Rong smiled, "Xiao Ci, what chips do you think you have to talk to me about the conditions?"

She has no bargaining chips, but she is not willing to sell herself to an unfamiliar stranger. Big deal, big deal she won't be in a class!

This idea just flashed through his mind slightly, and Dong Ci's heart caused countless waves. She studied so hard for so long, just to be able to enter a class and enter a good university.

She is not incapable of entering the first class. If she really missed this opportunity because of Jingrong's reasons, she would not be reconciled.

"Okay, don't lose a face, I look uncomfortable." Jing Rong straightened up, and the smile on his face faded a lot. "I want to kiss you, kiss you, hug you if you want, you can't control me."

"However, I don't want to touch you first, anyway ..." When it came to this, it suddenly stopped. Jing Rong smiled sideways, and didn't continue.

Anyway, what I have in the future is the opportunity for you to beg me.

...

There was a lot of worry on the way home.

When Dong Ci returned home, Ci Ma was already cooking lunch. When she saw her coming back, she was first happy, and then her expression changed, she asked. "What's wrong with your mouth?"

Dong Ci touched the corner of his lips, and then he remembered the wound. He smiled and made an excuse at random. "I accidentally bitten when I was eating at Zhang Yiyi's house last night."

"Why are you so careless?"

Ci Ma looked closer and found that the wound was not serious before reassuring, then laughed at her with a smile. "Xiao Ci, you want to eat meat."

"Exactly, today my mom will cook the spare ribs for you to eat enough!"

Meat again ...

Dong Ci really has no appetite, and even has some nausea even now. But after all, this is a meal prepared by a kind mom. She is so guilty that she will endure to eat. After all, she has only such a loved one.

She didn't dare to tell Mommy about the stomachache. She could only secretly take medicine. Her sickly body really made her miserable.

Dong Ci was lying on the bed wearily, she covered her eyes with her arms and sighed deeply.

It seems that since her father left, she has never been relaxed.

...

Since this incident, Jing Rong has never appeared again. Dong Ci put all his attention to study until the end of the final exam, and she never met him again.

The days seem to be back to before ...

The winter vacation is coming, and the whole city is completely shrouded in cold wind. Dong Ci stared at the dead tree outside the window, and was stupefied.

The cough in the house recalled her thoughts, and Dong Ci quickly poured a cup of hot water into the house. "Mom, drink some hot water."

"Cough ..."

Like being afraid of infecting Dong Ci, Ci Ma kept covering her mouth when she was coughing because her cheeks were flushed because of poor breath. There seemed to be something blocked in her throat, and her voice was very hoarse, which seemed very uncomfortable.

"Mom, don't go to work tomorrow." Dong Ci sat on the bed to help Ci Mom patting her back. Seeing her mother sick, she felt extremely uncomfortable, but she couldn't show it.

"What stupid things are I saying, I don't go to work, what can I do to support you."

She has already taken several sick days because of illness. The supervisor is already on the verge of being impatient, and if she continues, she can't keep her job.

"But you ..."

"Relax, Xiaoci, my mother is okay." Mommy coughed a few more times before slowing down. "As long as you study hard and get into a good university, your mother won't be so tired."

A huge sense of powerlessness swept in, and Dong Ci bowed his head and said nothing, and could not persuade his mother, she could only choose to obey obediently.

She has to be obedient, she has to learn to be sensible, she has to study hard and plan for the future. Only in this way can she lighten the burden on Ci Ma's shoulders.

But despite this, the accident happened the next day. Ci Ma had a high fever, and Dong Ci took her mother to the hospital in a panic. She took the medicine and received an injection. As soon as she saw her sleeping on the bed, the cell phone in Ci Ma's bag rang.

"Hello?" Fearing to disturb Ci Ma's rest, Dong Ci hurriedly took the cell phone and walked outside, because he didn't speak for a long time, and his voice was hoarse.

"Song Qingmei, do you still want to do it? Three days of sick leave, dare to absent from work today?"

"My mother has a fever, and now in the hospital, people have not yet woken up."