Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

Father Jing was drenched in bird feces that day. After leaving the provincial experiment, he drove straight home. While waiting for the green light, I sent WeChat to the leader to ask for leave.

The leader didn't reply, and Father Jing didn't care.

Internet companies have an open atmosphere and relatively flexible working hours. Occasionally leaving for a day and a half has no impact on performance.

This trip to the provincial experiment made him lose face. When Jing's father became angry, he didn't know how many times he scolded Jing Ji in his heart, and secretly swore that when Jing Ji came to him in the future, he would never let go easily.

The next morning, Father Jing went to work as usual. He didn't know what was going on, but he always felt that his colleagues around him were looking at him strangely.

Does he still smell of bird poop? Father Jing secretly lowered his head and sniffed. Impossible, yesterday he took a full hour bath, and today he even sprayed some perfume on it, Zhao Jinfeng didn't notice anything unusual.

Father Jing didn't take it seriously, went to the coffee bar to get a piece of bread, turned on the computer, and ate while browsing the company forum.

Not many people usually read the company forums, and the new posts on the homepage basically don't move much. Most of them are resale of annual meeting prizes, or ask about the company's new policy, and then there is no other content.

Father Jing originally wanted to close it after scanning, but unexpectedly, he saw a post with a huge number of replies at a glance——

[Is the gossip that the company only cares about and doesn’t care about true? 】

Just live or not care? Father Jing frowned. Are there such irresponsible parents?

He swallowed the bread in his mouth and opened the post.

Father Jing's face turned red little by little, and in the end, even his neck was red.

[It really can't be more true. The protagonist is Jing Jianguo from the cloud download department. The eldest son from his ex-wife is called Jing Ji. We are the only child in our province who has entered what kind of math training team. In the first two years, I was a bit rebellious, and I was not welcomed by Jing Jianguo, so I even cut off my living expenses. 】

[My child is just two years old, and every time I hear this kind of thing, I get angry, what kind of beast is Jing Jianguo! 】

[Our department has frequent contacts with Cloud Download. In the past, I had a good impression of Jing Jianguo, but I never expected it...]

[My father likes children who read well, and my family still has a collection of newspapers reporting Jing Ji. Such a good boy, what did Jing Jianguo think? 】

[From the same office with Jing Jianguo, let's talk about it. Indeed, I have never heard him mention Jingjing. After working together for many years, we thought he was only a son. 】

[It feels a little fake, is it really so cruel to be a father? That kid in my family can't wait to go to the house to unravel the tiles, and it's the last time in the exam, so I can't bear to touch him, let alone such a promising child as Jing Ci, spread it all around? 】

[It's really not a rumor. I have a fellow from my hometown who is in the same class as Jing Ci, and said that Jing Jianguo never held a parent-teacher meeting for him. 】

………………

Father Jing's head was buzzing and his fingers were shaking. Occasionally whoever coughs or laughs, he feels that he is laughing at him.

He couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the phone and stood up from the chair, staggering out of the office.

I didn't feel much better until I walked into the narrow, dark cubicle of the toilet and locked the door.

Jing's father was both panic and fear in his heart, and he didn't understand how this matter could spread to the company.

Is it what Jing Ji said?

But it is impossible, Jing Ji will not know his colleagues.

That is how the matter? Father Jing racked his brains for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

If this matter is put on someone with a thicker skin, the most he can do is deny it with a smile, go out to take an annual leave, and continue to come to work after the limelight has passed.

But Jing's father is a person with a lot of face, even if he has done countless psychological constructions in the toilet, when he comes out again, he can't stand the strange eyes of his colleagues.

However, this is only the beginning, the circle of the Internet is small. Although there are many young people in the industry, there are also many who have become parents, and this kind of thing is the most unheard of. One pass ten, ten pass one hundred, this morning, the media actually called to interview Father Jing.

Father Jing became angry and shouted, "Go away! I don't accept it!" He hung up the phone.

Also, Father Jing had never dealt with reporters and had no experience. It would be fine if he refused politely, but he scolded people when he opened his mouth, completely offending the reporters in one sentence.

He didn't wait until the next day. In the morning, the news of him abusing his ex-wife's son was published in the major media.

He doesn't give the reporters face, and the reporters of course show no mercy to him. They not only wrote his name on the news, but even put his photo.

With the recent fame of Jing Ci, the popularity of related news has risen again and again.

After seeing the news, Father Jing's old friends and classmates couldn't believe it was him. But thanks to the photos, the identity was instantly confirmed, and they began to discuss with relatives and friends in private.

This time, Father Jing was completely red.

Anyone he knew or not knew he was a wolf in human clothing. Even his own son's living expenses can be cut off, and his character can be imagined. Who would dare to make friends with him again?

Alienation from friends, contempt from colleagues, abuse from strangers...

In one day, Father Jing tasted everything.

Yingjiao didn't know that someone had taken action for him. At 5:30 in the morning, the mobile phone he put under the pillow began to vibrate. It was the alarm clock he set last night.

Afraid of disturbing Jing Ji's sleep, Ying Jiao opened his eyes at a speed never possible before and turned off the alarm clock. Looking sideways at Jing Ji, seeing that he did not tend to wake up, he breathed a sigh of relief, squinting his eyes and slowly waiting for his brain to wake up.

There is still a year and a half left for the college entrance examination, leaving him too little time to catch up with Jing Ji, and he doesn't want to let go even a minute.

At six o'clock, Jing Ji followed the biological clock and opened his eyes on time.

The heavy curtains were drawn tightly, and the room was dark. The bed under him was comfortable and soft, not like the spring bed in the dormitory, which would vibrate with a little movement.

Jing Ji was confused for a few seconds, and then he realized that he was winning the arrogant family.

It's not that they didn't live before, but they were friends at that time, and now...

Jing Ji raised the corners of his lips unconsciously, and he was happy for a while, then he reached out and pushed Yingjiao, and called him softly: "Yingjiao, get up."

This is what they said last night, and the rest of the holiday should be the same as when they were at school, and they can't relax.

It's been half an hour, and Yingjiao's energy to get up has long since disappeared, but he was suffocating in his heart and deliberately pretended not to sleep.

Jing Ji called him several times, but when he saw that he still didn't respond, he had to move to him. Just as he was about to push him again, his wrist suddenly tightened, and the next second he was pressed under him.

Ying Jiao's limbs were slender and strong, and he held Jing Ji in his arms almost airtight. The heat on his body spread to him through the thin pajamas, and Jing Ji's hot hair was a little numb.

This posture is too ambiguous. Jing Ji wanted to push Ying Jiao away when he was still awake, but the person who didn't wake up just screamed, but now he moved a little and suddenly said, "We two here. What's the situation?"

Yingjiao's voice sounded very surprised: "No, baby, are you... thinking about it?"

"I didn't!" Jing Ci was so embarrassed that he was overwhelmed, and he was going to beat him up.

Ying Jiao endured a laugh, and continued to tease Jing Ji: "Don't want to?" His knee suddenly pushed up slightly, and he leaned into Jing Ji's ear: "Then what's going on?"

Jing Ji's head exploded with a bang, and his face was so hot that it almost burned. He curled up subconsciously and stammered, "Natural phenomena in the morning and morning."

"Oh, a natural phenomenon," Ying Jiao nodded and said lightly, "So you mean, you didn't respond to me?"

This question is too difficult to answer, and Jing Ji chose to remain silent.

"Really?" Ying Jiao put his hand on his waist and said with a half-smile, "Then I will verify it today."

Jing Ji's breath choked, and he hurriedly held down his hand that was about to go down: "Don't..."

"Don't what?"

"No, no need to verify..."

Ying Jiao licked his lower lip and said shamelessly: "How would I know if I don't verify it?" He paused and continued: "My boyfriend didn't respond to me, it's a big deal."

Jing Ji lowered his eyes, although he couldn't see Yingjiao's face clearly in the darkness, he was still shy. He clenched his fists, restrained his embarrassment, and whispered, "...Yes."

"What?" Ying Jiao raised his lips viciously: "What did you just say? I didn't hear it clearly, is it there or not?"

Jing Ci's heart sighed: "Yes."

Yingjiao couldn't bear it any longer, buried his head in his neck, and laughed wildly.

After flirting with Jing Ji, Ying Jiao was in a good mood and pulled him up to wash and eat breakfast. Then, in strict accordance with the school's curriculum, they began to write questions and do paperwork.

When it was about noon, Yingjiao's cell phone began to vibrate. He put down his pen and picked it up to see that it was Zheng Que and a few people at Aite—

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: [Web Link]

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: @Brother Jiaojiao, is this referring to Brother Ci's father? Shit, is he still a man?

[Peng Chengcheng]: Old beast.

[Uncle He Family]: Damn, I can't hold back my violent temper! Does brother know this? @ proud @ proud

Yingjiao frowned and clicked into Zheng Que's website.

At a glance, he was stunned.

Sure enough, people are cheap and have their own day to accept it? Before he could do anything, Jing's father collapsed first.

[Pride]: I see.

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: No, why did you react so indifferently? ? I'm going to explode as an outsider! ! !

[Your uncle from the He family]: Lao Zheng... calm down, Brother Jiao obviously knew it a long time ago.

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Oh.

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: I thought I was miserable enough, but I didn't expect Brother Ci to be worse than me.

[Pride]: You are indeed miserable, but Jing Ci is not miserable, he has me.

[Uncle He Family]: …………Speaking of the business, don’t make a fuss. By the way, does Brother Ci like to eat buffet? It's not bad to have a self-help home near my house, can you bring him here?

Yingjiao thought about it and agreed--

[Pride]: Okay, send me the location.

After sending a sentence, he was about to quit the group chat when Zheng Que suddenly stopped him.

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Brother Jiao, don't leave yet, I have something to ask you.

【arrogant】:?

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: What, how did you catch up with Brother Ci? Can you teach me? I failed to ask a girl out today.

[Pride]: My method is not suitable for you.

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Why? ? Is this still divided? ? ? Isn't it all tricks? ?

[Pride]: Why is there no distinction? You look at your face in the mirror and think about my face.

[Pride]: Some things I do are just flirting, and what you do is a red exclamation mark warning.

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Get out! ! ! ! !

Ying Jiao smirked, put down the phone, and glanced sideways at Jing Ji, who was earnestly writing questions. After pondering for a while, I entered a name in the WeChat search box, and while walking to the balcony, I typed——

[Pride]: Uncle Yao, are you busy now? I have something to ask you.

Yao Ruicheng was the lawyer who handled the inheritance for Yingjiao's grandfather at the beginning, and he was also a junior of Yingjiao's grandfather. He had a good relationship with the Shi family and was very concerned about Yingjiao.

[Yao Ruicheng]: What's wrong with being arrogant?

[Pride]: Can you stop calling me arrogant?

[Yao Ruicheng]: Good arrogance.

[Pride]: ...Forget it, let me ask you how to change your student's hukou?

[Yao Ruicheng]: Do you want to move? Where to move to?

[Pride]: Not me, my friend.

[Yao Ruicheng]: Oh, that's it. One is to relocate with immediate family members, the other is to move to a school, and the other is to have a house under the name and settle down based on real estate.

Ying Jiao read his message carefully, the first and second are definitely not applicable to Jing Ci, so only the third is left.

[Pride]: Uncle Yao, are you in Donghai Province now? Help me with a real estate grant.

[Yao Ruicheng]: Gift of real estate? Who are you giving it to? The tax on the gift of real estate is very high and not cost-effective. If you really want to give it to that person, you might as well give him the money first, let him buy your house, and put the house in that person's name in this way.

[Pride]: It's okay, just give it, otherwise he will definitely not agree to know it.

[Yao Ruicheng]: Him? Who is it? What's your situation now? They all started to send houses.

[Pride]: My boyfriend.

Yao Ruicheng: "..."

Yao Ruicheng called directly: "Yingjiao, are you serious?"

Yingjiao hummed, turned and closed the balcony door.

"No," Yao Ruicheng took a deep breath, barely suppressed the shock in his heart, and persuaded: "You are still young, your man..."

He moved his lips several times, but the "boyfriend" didn't say it, and continued with another word: "The other party is still young, and the hormones are playing a role in a relationship. There's no need to make it so big, you..."

"Uncle Yao," Ying Jiao interrupted him and said lightly, "I'm an adult, I know what I do, are you free recently?"

Yao Ruicheng knew Yingjiao and knew that when he said that, there was no room for negotiation. Adding a house is nothing to Yingjiao, so he had to compromise: "Just figure it out for yourself, I'll find you tomorrow."

"Okay, then trouble you."

Yingjiao hung up the phone and smiled.

Hormones at work?

He didn't know how many times he had slept in his bed, and he was not willing to move.

Thinking of when Jing Ji sat on the bed in the morning and pursed his lips, he was obviously blushing, and he tried his best to look calm, and Ying Jiao felt itchy.

His Adam's apple moved, he wanted to take out a cigarette and smoke one, and then he thought that Jing Ji didn't like him smoking, so he had to take out a handful of candy and chewed several pieces in a row to suppress the fire in his heart.

When he went back, Jing Ji had just finished a math Olympiad problem and was changing the scratch paper.

"Let me show you something." Ying Jiao clicked on the link posted by Zheng Que and handed it to Jing Ji.

Jing Ji took it over and read it at a glance, and suddenly became a little stunned: "This...why is there such a big deal?"

"It's too wicked to be punished." Ying Jiao snorted and looked down at Jing Ji: "Don't worry about him coming to you again in the future, just..."

Yingjiao took his hand and said softly, "Everyone in the school should know about it."

This has indeed cured Jing's father, but for Jing Ci, he may have to face the sympathetic eyes and private discussions of others for a long time in the future.

"It's okay." Jing Ji smiled. He didn't like exposing his privacy in front of others. The last time he only told Teacher Liu alone, he was already embarrassed.

But if you can use this to get rid of Jing Fu's entanglement, it's worth it.

And...Isn't there Ying Jiao? When you are unhappy, look at him, talk to him, and forget all your troubles.

Ying Jiao took a closer look at his face and saw that he was indeed smiling, and finally felt relieved.

He took away the draft paper in Jing Ji's hand and pulled him to stand up: "Let's go, let's have a buffet at noon, He Congee and a few of them are also there."

Just so happy? Those days made him a little happier.