Mr. Jing, he slipped away with his ex's cub

"What did you say?" Huang Xing followed closely behind. There were obviously other people in the spacious corridor just now, but at this moment there were only two people's footsteps stepping on the accent.

"It's nothing, I'll go to the rooftop to be quiet." Jing Cheng didn't turn his head, his right hand was already on the doorknob.But because of Qi Yueming's attempt to jump off the building, the door leading to the roof was completely locked.

So he stood motionless in front of that door, quietly looking at the blood vessels on the back of his right hand, the temperature around him suddenly dropped, the rainstorm hit the roof, and the water vapor quietly came out from the crack of the door, crawling up his body like a snake. Fingertips, biting him hurt.

Huang Xing stopped behind him, looking at his shoulders that were constantly rising and falling due to shortness of breath.At this time, Jing Cheng seemed to have turned into an unsheathed knife, steel and brittle.He opened his mouth, not knowing how to persuade others, so he could only rely on his own understanding to say: "It's just a math competition, so you won't jump off the building, right? And the gold content of the Qinghua Cup is not high, even if you win the championship, you won't get any extra points."

"Yeah, it's just a math competition, it's not enough." Jing Cheng said without moving, his right hand was still trying to unscrew the locked door, and the doorknob was rattling.

"Are you... all right?" Huang Xing tried to tug on him, but he didn't. "Shall I play games with you at night?"

Jing Cheng was still holding the doorknob, his eyes were downcast, the sound of drizzle falling broke their silence, the coolness was deep, he took a few deep breaths, turned around, bit the knuckle of his index finger and laughed: "It's okay, it's really okay, let's go."

But Huang Chen didn't believe that he was fine, so he turned and ran to the southwest corner of the 4th floor, and pushed open the door of the office: "Report! Is Teacher Du there?"

"Huang Xing, come, come, sit down, I'm going to discuss the competition with you." Du Teng opened the chair.

"I came to you to talk about this." Huang Xing's pink hair was incompatible with the top students around him, "I want to retire."

Du Teng just took out the secret papers of the last few competitions, and was slightly taken aback: "What's going on?"

"Is Jing Cheng the default contestant for this competition?" Huang Xing asked restrainedly, "If it's all decided and then changed, are you worthy of Jing Cheng?"

"There is no official decision yet, but Jing Cheng has always been the best in mathematics in the third grade of high school. The mathematics teacher once said that there is a high probability that it is him." Du Teng guessed something, "I am not alone in this matter. The final word."

"Then give me another hammer and change the contestants back." Huang Chen gritted his teeth, "At worst, I'll dye my hair again, and I don't want pink."

"It's great that you can dye your hair, but the teacher can't decide on this matter." Du Teng was also in a dilemma. The teacher in the third year of high school couldn't pinch the school's thigh, "Is Jing Cheng emotional?"

Huang Xing remembered the back figure who insisted on refusing to turn around, and sucked his nose. "He has no emotions, I have emotions."

"He's not emotional. It's good if he's not emotional. I'll talk to him tomorrow." Du Teng stroked his hairline, thinking about how to remedy it.

"Don't talk about it, I'll retire and return the spot to him." Huang Xing insisted, "It was originally his."

"I have already registered, even if you don't participate, the school's quota will only be absent, and I don't have such great power." Du Teng sighed, "Let me enlighten him again."

The quota has been reported, so this matter is a certainty and cannot be changed.Huang Xing left the office in a daze, and disappeared instantly.He had no intention of going back to the evening self-study, and he happened to bump into Su Yu when he was returning to work.Su Yu was followed by Nan Jin, it seemed that the two of them had just returned from the grocery store with egg tarts in their hands.

"Let's go?" Su Yu stretched his waist, "It's been a day, when will it be a head, the third year of high school is really tiring."

Nan Jin hesitated to speak, and then said: "Brother Chen, Jing Cheng just went to work with his schoolbag..."

"Then I'll pick him up, Su Yu, you send Nan Jin home today." Huang Chen was eager to return, "Jing Cheng may... have some emotional problems."

"It's okay. Da Le has come to pick me up these few days. You live with Brother Xiao Cheng, so you must educate him well." Nan Jin hesitated to say or not, and added after a while, "Qinghua Cup...then It is the competition that Jing Cheng wants to participate in the most, only fresh high school students are eligible to participate, he missed it because of other things before, this year is the last chance."

A gust of cool wind blew in from the window, Huang Xing nodded. "I'll go find him."

Shiman Cafe closed early today, the boss has a special situation, so Jing Cheng was ready to leave as soon as he arrived, he had just hung the "Closed Business" sign on the front door handle, when someone knocked on the door through the glass, he was impatient : "The business is closed."

"Me." Huang Xing stood at the door without an umbrella, his pink hair was wet.

"Wow, a drowned dog." Jing Cheng stretched his waist, the struggle half an hour ago could no longer be traced from him, "Why didn't you study by yourself at night?"

"I want to pick someone up." Huang Chen's eyes were burning.

"Who will you pick up?" Jing Cheng tapped his finger on the glass door, "If you pick up Manman, I'll beat you."

"You." Huang Xing smiled in the rain.

The rain wasn't heavy, but it wasn't too light either. Jing Cheng was sitting on the front bumper of the bicycle and was holding an umbrella, with his arms raised high.When crossing the river, there happened to be a boat passing under the bridge, humming and honking, and the coolness mixed with raindrops fell into the collar of the school uniform, wetting the short sleeves inside.

Huang Xing rode the bike directly into the courtyard, while Dai Mingxu was trimming the flowers and branches under the wall: "The two of you came back together? Xiaobao, don't keep bullying Lu Xing, you have to take a big man like you with you when you ride the bike..."

"I'm not that old, I'm only 1 meters, and I'm Xiaobao." Jing Cheng jumped out of the car, "I'm going back to do my homework, so hurry up and do your homework, there's still a competition."

"You don't want to tell me something?" Huang Xing grabbed his arm, his eyes were still shining, he had seen another side of him, Huang Xing didn't believe his freedom.

Jing Cheng lowered his head and glanced at his hands: "Why, praise you for being handsome in football or good in mathematics? I know a math master who has better grades than you and is lower-key than you. I will introduce you two to each other another day. Let go, be good." , I’m going back to memorize English, if you’re hungry, just come over and help my grandpa clean the dishes.”

After finishing speaking, that hand swept across the back of Huang Xing's hand, and Jing Cheng went back to the old Dai's watch repair shop.After entering the room, his fake smile suddenly faded away. Fortunately, he escaped fast enough, if he was slower... his smile would have collapsed.

The schoolbag on Huang Xing's body was heavy, and the back of his school uniform was cold. A rain, a Qinghua cup with a low gold content, seemed to tear Jing Cheng's smile away.He went back to the room and spread the Qinghua Cup competition volume on the bed. Every question type was familiar to him, and behind it was an incalculable amount of questions and solid basic skills.

However, he couldn't do it, and he didn't bother to move a penny.Because he knew that the hard work and time he had put in also fell on Jing Cheng's shoulders.

The phone rang, and he had to answer his brother's call: "Hey, I just found out to call your brother now? You deserve a beating!"

"Brother, did you really run away from home?" Yu Xinghan was 8 years younger than Lu Chen, and the 10-year-old boy spoke in a childish voice, "I miss you so much, do you miss me?"

"I think, I want you to take out part of the New Year's money and help your brother first." Huang Xing opened the drawer, took out a drumstick and tapped on the table.

Two brothers, one with their father's surname and the other with their mother's surname, but Lu Guangqi and Yu Yingxuan are both career-oriented workaholics and spend little time with them.On Huang Chen's 9th birthday, his mother gave him a cake with the words "Happy 7th birthday to my baby son". When he was in his first year of high school, his father drove him to the junior high school to pick him up from school.

"That won't work. I promised to buy snacks for my tablemate, and my New Year's money is just a little bit." Yu Xinghan groaned, "Brother, come back, the house is so empty, I'm alone, I'm afraid."

"If you're afraid, come and find brother. Brother lives alone here." Huang Xing walked to the wall, listened to the phone with his left ear, and listened to the movement next to him with his right ear.It's so quiet next door, I don't know what Jing Cheng is doing.

"I won't go, the old city is very dilapidated and not fun." Yu Xinghan continued to hum, "Come back."

"No, unless my parents no longer control my life." Huang Xing screwed it all up this time, "It's okay if you don't want a powerful family."

"Then you don't want me?" Yu Xinghan hummed and was about to cry.

"Yes, your brother doesn't have any snacks, so you buy it for the tablemate, not me?" Huang Xing picked up the key and went downstairs again.

Yu Xinghan thought for a while: "But my deskmate is very cute, he is for nothing..."

"Okay, okay, hang up, I will pick you up to play sometime." Huang Xing didn't believe that his brother was lonely, and had different little friends to accompany him every day.He quickly ran out of the courtyard to get busy at the barbecue stand, and when he came back, he saw Jing Cheng standing on the roof, as if looking at the moon.

The rain stopped completely, Huang Xing was frightened, that guy couldn't dance at school so he ran home to dance, right?Without time to think about it, Huang Xing hurried upstairs, opened the retractable wooden ladder hidden in the ceiling, and went up to the roof for the first time.

The roofs of the two houses are adjacent to each other. Jing Cheng's side is very clean because someone tidied it up, while Huang Xing's side is covered with leaves and velvet flowers.There is a common guardrail in the middle, and Jing Cheng, who has changed into a floral shirt, sits on the guardrail with his schoolbag beside him.

"Are you okay?" Huang Xing walked over lightly.

Jing Cheng didn't say anything, just held his head up, half a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

"You smoke?" Huang Xing came behind him, pretending to know just now.

"You have asthma, so you shouldn't be able to smoke, right?" Jing Cheng said with a smile, took down the cigarette, and flicked the ash.

"You can't smoke." Huang Xing stepped over the public guardrail and sat next to him.

"You can't smoke, so what are you doing here?" Jing Cheng suddenly lowered his head, lowered his eyes and laughed.

A gust of cool wind blew past the ears of the two of them, Huang Xing replied: "I can have a convulsion."

Now Jing Cheng was completely amused, picked up a can of beer beside him and drank it down in one gulp: "Don't make trouble, good boy, don't get mixed up with me."

"Do you want to eat fried eggs with squid?" Huang Xing took out the paper box from the plastic bag, "Xiao Lu's barbecue stall made it by Jin Diamond."

"No, does the baker have anything else?" Jing Cheng looked into the plastic bag, then looked at the wound on the corner of his mouth, and was suddenly choked by the smoke in his mouth.

No, you can't look too close, this bastard is a bit too handsome.Not only is he handsome, but damn, he's also warm, and he can't push him away. If he pushes him, he will fight back. It's terrible.

"There's also seafood risotto." Huang Xing took out another lunch box, "I also made it myself, but the raw materials are from the barbecue stall. If it's not good, I suggest you complain to the barbecue stall instead of the gold medal baker."

"I'm sick..." Jing Cheng quietly put out the cigarette butt, and brought the seafood risotto over.This is the most indispensable thing in a city near the sea. Huang Xing may be able to make roasted eggs easily, but risotto is still too difficult for him.

The rice seemed to be a bit burnt... Jing Cheng slurped it into his mouth with big mouthfuls, his cheeks were rounded.

"Are you hungry?" Huang Xing slowly ate his own.

"Yeah." Jing Cheng said vaguely, "The seafood risotto you made is delicious. My grandpa can't make it. Next time, make it more spicy."

"Okay." Huang Xing looked at him and nodded.The four eyes meet, and the high school student who has not yet formally experienced the first love draws a touch of grass growing in the pupils of the other party.

"The matter about the Qinghua Cup... I'm sorry, I didn't know it was your chance." After Jing Cheng had finished eating, Huang Chen said, with his head bowed deeply, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's just a competition anyway, I don't like to waste effort." Jing Cheng wiped his mouth, the schoolbag at his feet was full of his review materials, every page was filled, "The exam is just like an e-sports competition." Same, food is the original sin. My skills are not as good as others, and my grades are not as good as yours. It is wise for the school to consider changing talents. It’s okay.”

"Are you okay?" Huang Chen sniffed guiltily, "I'm ashamed of you tonight, so I won't refuse any excessive demands you make, do you want to stay with you all night?"

"Get lost..." Jing Cheng raised his face, looked towards the cloud-covered sky, and suddenly leaned his head on his shoulder, his tone was very soft like him, "Don't move."

The temperature dropped at night, and the temperature gradually became colder. Huang Xing sat up a little more, and gave Jing Cheng his right shoulder.

After sitting until the rain started to fall again, the two of them went back to the house, and Huang Chen didn't get a good sleep all night, thinking over and over again how to return the competition quota to Jing Cheng.When the alarm clock rang, he got up impatiently, and habitually went to the balcony first to have a look, but no one was doing the second set of radio gymnastics in the courtyard.

The person who came late came down after he finished rubbing the hot water in the old Dai watch repair shop.

"Grandpa, what time is it today?" Jing Cheng put on his school uniform and asked listlessly, "Why is it so cold? Good morning, big dog..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jing Cheng was pulled forward by someone's wrist, and slammed into Huang Xing's arms.

"What are you doing? Hug and hug early in the morning, don't take advantage of me." Jing Cheng twisted his shoulders and broke free, his head was in a daze, "My grandpa is still there..."

"Jing Cheng, is it possible that you feel cold because you have a fever?" Huang Xing looked at his reddened face and neck, stretched out his hand to touch it, it was hot!

He had never touched an idiot who was so hot and didn't know he had a fever.

But just after he finished asking, Jing Cheng fell into his arms as if he couldn't stand, his reddish eyelids blinked rapidly, and he grabbed up with both hands, obviously wanting to hug him before he fell down. His neck, but he didn't exert any strength, and finally could only slide down weakly against his body.

The thin-legged silver glasses fell to the ground.