Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

Jing Ci couldn’t help rubbing the things in his hand, his eyes were red.

“You…” His adams apple moved, desperately swallowing back his choked voice: “When did you get this?”

“A while ago.” Ying Jiao smiled and didn’t want to say more about it. With a slight force on his arm, he pulled Jing Ci to his side, and said softly: “I know you don’t want to be in contact with them anymore. Since you want to separate, separate completely and cleanly, right?”

Jing Ci nodded.

“This is the fastest way to put the hukou on real estate,” Ying Jiao understood Jing Ci, he didn’t even want to ask him for help with living expenses, let alone accepting a house easily, so he could only preemptively say: “Nothing else matters, the most important thing at the moment is to move out your registered permanent residence first.”

Jing Ci raised his eyes and looked fixedly at Ying Jiao, almost unable to hold back the overflowing emotions in his heart.

He didn’t know how much Ying Jiao had prepared behind the scenes for this matter, nor how Ying Jiao got the Jing family’s household registration book. Before that, Ying Jiao did not mention a word to him.

He did all the work before he brought the fruit to him. Telling him it’s just an effortless bite.

The two fluffy little books weighed heavy on his heart.

Seeing that he didn’t speak for a long time, Ying Jiao thought he was thinking of an excuse to refuse, and said helplessly: “You don’t have to feel psychological burden, and don’t refuse, it’s unnecessary.”

He looked straight into Jing Ci’s eyes and said seriously, “Our affairs will never change like this, right?”

Jing Ci nodded vigorously.

“That’s it, you belong to me, so don’t run away. Does it make any difference whose name the house belongs to?” Ying Jiao lowered his head and kissed him on the lips, then said with a light smile, “Be obedient, don’t force me to use a special way to get you to agree.”

Jing Ci’s throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn’t say a word.

How can Ying Jiao be so good, he is obviously giving him something. But in order to make himself feel at ease, he deliberately said these words.

He is always taking care of himself, from his well being to mental state, everything goes.

Jing Ci rested his forehead on Ying Jiao’s shoulder, preventing him from seeing his red eyes.

“I…” He took a deep breath and hated his stupid mouth for the first time. He clearly had a lot of things he wanted to say, but when it came to his mouth, he only said one sentence: “I will listen to you.”

A house is not nothing, it’s too expensive. Even if what Ying Jiao said was right, he could not accept it with peace of mind.

But he wouldn’t reject it at this time, it would be too hypocritical, too ignorant, and too wasteful of Ying Jiao’s kindness.

Hearing this, Ying Jiao first breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately realized that his voice was wrong.

“What’s the matter?” Ying Jiao wanted to look over his face, but Jing Ci buried his head on his shoulders, unwilling to live.

Ying Jiao laughed, didn’t force him, reached out to stroke his hair and the back of his neck, and suddenly said, “Baby, I think something is not right.”

Jing Ci was immersed in his emotions, unable to extricate himself, and subconsciously responded: “Huh?”

“Why weren’t you so excited when we are now good?” Ying Jiao raised his eyebrows and said boldly, “I am such a good man who is hard to find even with a lantern on. In your heart, can I even be compare to a broken house?”

Jing Ci: “…”

Jing Ci didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, and his emotions that were about to be overwhelmed suddenly stabilized: “No.”

Ying Jiao: “Then you can prove it to me.”

Prove? how to prove?

Ying Jiao didn’t speak any more, he just played with his fingers, obviously waiting for him to take the initiative to speak.

Jing Ci’s heart beat faster, he calmed down, and for a long time, whispered: “You are the most important…”

The smile on Ying Jiao’s face gradually deepened, he repeated this sentence several times in his heart, and when he heard Jing Ci’s voice no longer trembled, he no longer teased him again: “Okay…”

“More important than anything else.” Jing Ci said again, his voice was not loud, but it clearly passed into Ying Jiao’s ears.

Ying Jiao choked, and then forcefully rubbed him into his arms.

After a long while, when the mood of the two people was almost calm, Ying Jiao let go of Jing Ci and said, “Let’s go, let’s have breakfast.”

Jing Ci nodded and followed him to the restaurant.

Unlike before, today’s breakfast seems to be very simple, with only a bowl of noodles in front of Jing Ci.

“Your longevity noodles, I personally…” The second half of Ying Jiao’s words ended at the moment when his eyes fell on the noodle bowl.

“F*ck!” Ying Jiao couldn’t help but cursed in a low voice, he looked at the bowl of Longbeard Noodles in disbelief: “Why is there a broken handful of noodles! Why did they lump up after they were left out?!”

He wanted to show off, but it turned out to be a shame.

Ying Jiao became angry, stood up and picked up the noodle bowl and walked towards the trash can, gritted his teeth: “You don’t have to eat it, I’ll go out and buy you another bowl.”

“No.” Jing Ci stopped him, moving very lightly, but took back the bowl of noodles with unusual determination: “I want this.”

“Cough,” Ying Jiao cleared his throat, and his ears were a little hot for the first time: “Forget it, why is this…”

Before he finished speaking, he saw Jing Ci sit back in his seat, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating noodles one bite at a time.

Ying Jiao looked at him with complicated eyes, and after a while, he smiled in relief and did not stop him.

Jing Ci cherished this bowl of noodles very much, not even letting go of the charred chopped green onion in it.

His mood has stabilized at this moment, and he couldn’t help but ask Ying Jiao: “Why didn’t I see you process the real estate certificate?”

Ying Jiao also finished eating, he put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a tissue from the side, and said, “It was around the time I told you that the door of the house was locked.”

Jing Ci’s eyes widened suddenly: “At that time, you went to do this?”

“Otherwise?” Ying Jiao asked back, suddenly aware of Jing Ci’s unusual tone: “So, where do you think I went?”

“I…” Jing Ci apologized in shame: “I’m sorry.”

Ying Jiao fully realized at this moment. Jing Ci knew that he was lying, but he just endured it silently and didn’t ask anything.

No wonder he didn’t look right when he came back.

At that time, he thought that Jing Ci didn’t want to be kissed by him, but it was because of this.

Ying Jiao snorted and nodded: “So you knew everything, but you did not ask me, you just guessed in your heart.”

Jing Ci was embarrassed and guilty again, and apologized to Ying Jiao again.

Ying Jiao threw the tissue and said lightly, “What did you do wrong?”

“Don’t doubt you…”

Ying Jiao was helpless: “You still don’t understand.”

Jing Ci raised his eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

“It’s not like that.” Ying Jiao felt that his tone was a little heavy, he slowed down, and sat next to Jing Ci: “I lied to you, no matter what the reason is, it’s my fault. You would naturally be angry and suspicious. It’s all on me.”

He held Jing Ci’s hand and looked at him deeply: “But you were not happy, why didn’t you say it?”

“That way,” Jing Ci lowered his eyes and said with difficulty: “I would not be too troubling.”

He was afraid that Ying Jiao would be forced out of breath by him.

“Nonsense.” Ying Jiao sneered: “When you went to Yangcheng, I was angry that you and Xiao Leyue went out together at night. Do you think I bothered you a lot?”

Jing Ci quickly shook his head.

Not only did he not think so, but he was a little happy because Ying Jiao attached so much importance to him.

Jing Ci understood a bit.

“That’s not it.” Ying Jiao reached out and raised his chin: “I’m talking to you, why are you lowering your head, look at me.”

“I made you angry, you can lose your temper any time you want, just don’t hold back. This was only a small thing, but holding back can build up. If this is the case, how will we live for the next few decades?”

Jing Ci thought about it in a different position in his heart. If Ying Jiao was like himself, he wouldn’t say anything, but he(JC) would hide his abnormal emotions from him. If he held back silently, he would be unhappy.

“Brother, I’m sorry.” Jing Ci took the initiative to hold his hand, ignoring the  shame and embarrassment, and eagerly said: “I was wrong, in the future… it will never happen again, I promise.”

He took the initiative to call him brother, and it can be seen that he really listened.

Ying Jiao knew his character, it was not easy for him to express his stance like this. What’s more, he was also at fault in this matter. He always thought that many things didn’t need to be explained to Jing Ci, and he would just do it directly.

But now it seems that this will make Jing Ci feel insecure. He reflected on himself and didn’t continue the topic: “Promise me what, I’m not Old Liu.”

Jing Ci thought he was still bothered, and was about to say something, when he heard him say again: “I am a more practical person, and I don’t like to hear verbal answers.”

Jing Ci was in a hurry to make it up to Ying Jiao, and for a moment he forgot what kind of person he was, and quickly asked, “Then what do you like?”

Ying Jiao licked his lower lip and whispered, “I like to do it orally.”

Jing Ci was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought of the few words he whispered to himself on the sofa a few days ago, and his face flushed instantly.

Ying Jiao leaned lazily on the back of his chair, admiring Jing Ci’s shy look for a while, and then he threw out the messy things in his mind and talked about business: “The transfer of the house should be done as soon as possible to avoid sleepless nights.”

Jing Ci was eager for him to change the subject, and nodded immediately.

“It should be done soon after the information is complete. By then, you will be the same as me, with an independent account.”

Jing Ci’s heart moved: “You have your own account book?”

Ying Jiao hummed: “Our mother did it back then, but I don’t know exactly how.”

Jing Ci nodded.

Everything has been said, Ying Jiao didn’t tease Jing Ci anymore. He went to the study to do two sets of papers. After lunch, he went to bed to catch up on sleep.

For the bowl of longevity noodles, he got up very early today, and he was really sleepy at the moment.

Jing Ci didn’t sleep, and when Ying Jiao fell asleep, he took his mobile phone to the balcony, entered the phone number of the law firm he had just written down, and called.

Afraid of waking Ying Jiao, he kept his voice very low: “Yes, I want to consult about real estate.”

“Can the gift of real estate be revoked? Non-relatives, the recipient agrees…”

“Is coordination possible? Okay, I see, thank you.”

“And…” Jing Ci clenched his phone tightly and said, “Can non-relative household registrations be in the same household registration book?”

“All adults, no minors.”

“The account is linked?! Really? Yes, I have time tomorrow.”

After hanging up the phone, Jing Ci went to the study in a good mood, took the real estate certificate and title certificate, and put them in his iron box.

He closed the lid, and couldn’t help but open it again in the next second. After seeing enough, the box was closed again, but before long, the box was opened again.

After repeating this many times, he finally thought of a way to keep it forever.

Jing Ci raised his mobile phone and took a few photos of the two small notebooks.

The gift of real estate can be revoked, and he will have an appointment with a lawyer tomorrow to discuss it in detail. He does not want the house, but he really wants Ying Jiao’s heart.

Jing Ci reluctantly touched the two certificates. If the property rights were changed, they would not be taken away.

But it doesn’t matter. Thinking of what the lawyer just said, Jing Ci’s eyes lit up.

The household registration between non-relatives can be linked, but it is difficult for minors, but he is now an adult.

If things go well, he and Ying Jiao will be the only people in the household registration book.

A household registration book, the first page is Ying Jiao, and the second page is him, so it is no different from those who are married, right?

Secretly imagining that scene, Jing Ci held the iron box, happily wishing to roll on the ground.