His Canary

The meal was only half eaten because there were more guests in the shop, so Ci Ma went to the kitchen to cook.

When the adults were gone, Zhang Yiyi and they were more relaxed, but without the greeting of the loving mother, the atmosphere on the dinner table was much colder.

Yan Ningshuang posed a face that was not caring, although Jing Rong looked at the easy-going but Zhang Yiyi did not have the courage to talk to him. She glanced at An Chengfeng, who buried her head for dinner, silently picked up the milk tea poured by her mother, and her eyes lit up.

"Wow, drink this milk tea well."

Zhang Yiyi found that the milk tea that Ci Ma prepared for everyone was not a taste. After tasting a friend beside her, she couldn't help but look at Dong Ci. "What kind of milk tea do you have, Xiaoci?"

"lemon."

Looking at her Yueyue's face, Dong Ci's face flashed with embarrassment. She hesitated, trying to relax her words. "I'll get you a cup."

In a word, the excitement in Zhang Yiyi's eyes was extinguished. She stopped Dong Ci who wanted to get up and left, and said with a tongue out, she smiled. "No, no, I almost forgot, you don't like to use the same cup with others."

"Don't like to use the same cup with others?"

Jing Rong, who had been quiet all of a sudden, chimed in, and he glanced at Zhang Yiyi faintly, and then looked at Dong Ci with his eyes. "You have a cleansing habit?"

Sure enough, she couldn't look at the boy who was too good-looking. Zhang Yiyi's heartbeat was quickened by Jing Rong's sweeping glance. She secretly eased her emotions and quickly explained. "No, Xiaoci has no cleanliness, just don't like to use the same cup or eat the same food as others."

"Oh?"

Jing Rong understood what Zhang Yiyi meant. He stared at Dong Ci with a smile, and said slowly. "I don't like intimate contact with others, so if someone wants to kiss you, can't you accept it?"

"Cough ---" An Chengfeng choked on his words, and could not help but scold him for a poultry / beast.

The little girl didn't know who was kissed so many times by someone, but someone asked who this should be? !

Sure enough, Dong Ci's face turned pale when she heard this, and she naturally thought of something bad. Seeing Jing Rong smiled innocently, she bit her lips and said coldly. "Not unacceptable."

Dong Ci clenched his fists and raised his head to face his gaze, saying one word after another. "Instead of feeling sick."

"..."

nausea?

it is good--

Jingrong's thin lips twitched slightly, and after turning her head slowly around her neck, she slowly stood up from the seat. He was like a leopard preparing to attack his prey, and his whole body was filled with dangerous breath.

Dong Ci was taken aback. Before the person got up from the seat, Jing Rong held it. He said with a smile. "Good boy, I will try to kiss you not disgusting."

This is at her mom ’s restaurant, and all of her classmates are sitting at this table. In full view, she couldn't afford to lose this person!

So she quickly covered the lips that he was about to gather with her small hands, and said tremblingly. "Jingrong I was wrong, I was really wrong."

Jing Rong was indifferent, taking her hand away from her lips and smiling slightly. "But my anger has not subsided."

"I will listen to you in the future, and I will definitely not talk back to you, okay?"

"not good."

The customer nearby had noticed this, and An Chengfeng also gave him a wink. If he really gave the strong girl here, they saw it as a trivial matter, and the customer could solve it if they saw it, but if the mother let him see it, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Thinking of his future plans, Jing Rong frowned, pulling her directly from the seat.

Dong Ci was stumbled into the car all the way by him. He was really angry. When tugging her into the car, he acted rudely and mercilessly. Dong Ci cried and hit his knee directly on the seat.

"Hmm--" A furious kiss was arbitrarily in her mouth. Dong Ci was held down by his whole person and only he could do whatever he wanted.

This was not the first time Dong Ci felt his strength, but this time it was his most fierce. She was squeezed into his arms by her and could only be forced to withstand his plunder, and finally burst into tears because of her inability to support.

"Aggrieved?"

Jing Rong lay prone on her shoulders to calm her emotions, but still bit her earlobe with indignation. Seeing Dong Ci's tears in his face, he asked with his tongue sticking out and licking it cleanly. "Do you still feel sick?"

Dong Cina dare to say sick, she whined and shook her head, pitifully like a scared little beast. In order to prevent the hunter from attacking suddenly, her little hand has been holding Jingrong's shirt tightly, leaving a lot of folds on it.

"I know you are lying, but it doesn't matter."

Seeing Dong Ci's tears coming out again, he frowned with some dissatisfaction, reaching out to help her wipe it off, but who knows more and more.

"No more crying."

I didn't feel any tears when I saw her before, but Jingrong was inexplicably irritated this time. He pretended to scare her fiercely, but the little girl shuddered in fear and subconsciously wanted to stay away from him.

She can fear him or dislike him, but Jing Rong can't stand her escape from herself.

As soon as Da Zhang grabbed her, she took her whole body into her arms. Jing Rong's face softened slightly and asked softly. "Xiaoci, have you been with me all the time?"

Somewhere in the heart became very soft, as if the raging heart was redeemed, Jing Rong wanted to hold her for so long, not letting go.

Although Dong Ci didn't answer him, the rejection in her eyes was unabashed. Jing Rong knew that if she hadn't been threatened by herself, she would have wished to escape from her immediately. This uncontrollable feeling made him extremely upset.

"What to do, I seem to like you."

Jing Rong seemed to remember something, he blinked and said with a smile. "Although I don't know how long this favorite will last, for now, I think it should be very long."

It was obviously a confession, but it seemed like a nightmare to say it from his mouth. As if there were countless cold chains binding her, Dong Ci struggled continuously, but the chains only tightened and tightened, and she could not breathe.

She must get rid of him!

Dong Ci awakened from the nightmare again, she clutched the thin blanket tightly with her fingertips, looking at the dark night sky and determined.

After graduation, she must escape from Jing Rong!

In June, Shi Ze was about to take the college entrance examination. In the days when he was approaching the exam, Ci Ma asked Dong Ci to give him meals every day.

It has been a long time since she quit her job in a dessert shop.

He was still like that, cold and gentle, close and alienated. Dong Ci admitted that she had an unclear feeling for Shi Ze, but because she couldn't guess Shi Ze's thoughts, she was always careful when facing him.

"you lost weight?"

Shi Ze frowned slightly after seeing her, lifted her small face and looked at it, said coldly. "Did you eat well recently?"

"No, it may be because the pressure of learning is too great."

Dong Ci smiled, and sat next to Shi Ze, holding his cheek and watching him eat, thinking about it, she asked. "Did Brother Shi Ze think about which university to take?"

"J in the Imperial City, I will help my dad manage the company in the future, I remember I told you."

Shi Ze stared at her inquiringly and asked. "What's wrong with you today? It looks abnormal."

He can be regarded as having grown up with her. Although he is not as close as other green plums and bamboo horses, after so many years, Dong Ci's habits are clear to him. Generally, she only likes to talk to him when she has something in her heart.

"Is there something wrong with Aunt Song's restaurant? Or is the newly assigned class unsuitable? Or is someone bullying you?"

Can't tell Shi Ze about her and Jing Rong.

Dong Ci's eyes dimmed, and he pretended to smile lightly, shaking his head and saying, "No, everything is fine, just thinking that you are about to graduate and leave this school, I feel special. lonely."

The two were in the same school. Although they rarely met and had little communication, as long as Dong Ci knew he was there, he had an inexplicable sense of security. But now he is about to leave. After he left, Dong Ci really lost all his support.

The road ahead was confused, and the back was wrapped in darkness. When in a dilemma, Dong Ci felt that he was breathing a little.

"Aren't you going to take the F exam? My school is right next to you." Shi Ze looked soft, knowing that the girl was weaker than anyone else even though she looked strong, and her voice could not help being relieved.

"Don't think about other things, as long as you concentrate on your studies, a year will soon pass."

Can a year really pass quickly?

Dong Ci only felt that the first half did indeed pass quickly, but in the second half of her graduation immediately-it was like a year.

When the scorching heat came, Ci Ma installed a fan in the restaurant. However, many customers still complained that it was too hot. After a long time, fewer people came to eat.

This is Ci Ma's worst business since the store opened. Because the customers are scarce, some vegetables and meat have been left too long to become stale and rotten. Ci Ma calculated the bill about several times, and she thought she would lose money this month.

Hold it for a month.

Ci Ma looked at Dong Ci who was lying beside the fan writing homework, and there was a struggling flash in his eyes.

I can bear it when I ca n’t get it, but when one day I get what I want, I do n’t want to let go anyway.

She knew that during Dong Ci Kao University, there was no room for a difference in money. However, her desires continued to expand, and she wanted more and more things. Ci Ma lost some reason.

Of course, these are all future things.

...

Ever since Jingrong's nightmare-like confession, Dong Ci prayed every day that he would get bored with himself quickly. However, her prayers did not help. Jing Rong not only did not lose interest in her, but became more and more attached to her.

Since the summer vacation, she has been forced to move to his villa for two days.

Dong Ci walked to this corridor with murals, and the long road seemed to see no end. Although it was summer, the villa was still cool, and the night breeze mixed with the coolness of the mountain. Dong Ci walked all the way to the end and stood in front of Jingrong.

Before Dong Ci didn't come, Jing Rong threatened on the phone and even threatened that she wouldn't come, he wouldn't mind tying her once. However, Jingrong didn't care much about her when she really came.

He sat on the wide window sill, his white shirt wide and thin. I don't know what he was thinking about, he stared out the window with his jaw straight, and there was no light in his dark eyes.

What was he thinking about? Dong Ci didn't know.

Just like he never told her why he lived here alone, and never mentioned his family to her.

Sometimes Dong Ci also wonders what kind of parents will teach children of this character. Even whenever he showed such a fragile and confused expression, she really wanted to ask what he was thinking.

Everything about him seemed to be a mystery. He was so deep that Dong Ci couldn't see through, and she couldn't understand his approach.

"When can I go home?"

He can do nothing, but Dong Ci still has a lot of things waiting for her to do. She has lived here for two days, and when she stays, she is afraid that Mommy will doubt.

"If possible, I want you to stay forever."

Jing Rong withdrew his intellect, and he instantly recovered the casually wanton. He bent one leg and leaned against the wall behind him, patting his leg and saying. "Come and sit."

Sit on his lap?

Dong Ci didn't want to care about him, just turned around and wanted to leave, Jing Rong grabbed his arm, and she embraced her with a long arm.

"Xiao Ci." Jing Rong looked down at her with low eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, black and long.

Today, he is a little abnormal, and his eyes are full of gentle smiles. He kissed her cheek gently and said with a smile. "Nice to have you."

He was like a child who got his beloved toy at the moment, the smile was pure and soft, and he was the same as the usual one. Dong Ci stared at him blankly, almost bewitched by him. "Why did you let me come to your villa to accompany you?"

Jing Rong groaned for a while, then extended her fingertips and tapped the tip of her nose. "Because I live alone so lonely."

"Then your parents, why don't you live with them?"

Jing Rong's fingertips gave her a faint gaze and looked at her. "They are in the United States."

"So you often go to the United States to see them? But why don't you stay in the United States directly or let them come back to accompany you, you ..."

"enough."

Jing Rong doesn't seem to want to study this issue with Dong Ciduo, but Dong Ci is holding on to it. She didn't seem to hear his warning and watched him continue to ask. "How long have you lived here alone? You will not live alone all these years."

"..."

There was a moment of stagnation in the air. Dong Ci saw layers of frost forming in Jing Rong's eyes, deep and indifferent. He looked at her so expressionlessly, the gentleness just now no longer existed, and even the breath he breathed began to cool down.

"Intentionally make me angry?" Jing Rong reached out and pinched her chin, trying to make Dong Ci hurt.

As if it was painful on purpose, he slightly hooked his lip corners, his fingers sliding down her cheeks, and asked casually. "Want me to hate you and let you go?"

"Naive."

It was only an instant when those dangerous breaths dissipated cleanly, Jing Rong held her waist close to herself, and said lowly. "You know? The more you hate me, the more I don't want to let you go."

A wet touch came from the earlobe, Dong Ci stiffened, and then he felt his arms tighten more tightly.

"Why do you hate me so much?"

He sucked Dong Ci's earlobe and his voice was stained with a touch of emotion / desire. "I can give you everything you want."

"Then why don't you let me go?"

"Let's go?"

Jing Rong seemed to hear funny words. He sneered and asked with raised eyebrows. "You think I forced you?"

"Is not it?"

This girl is starting to come out again ...

Jing Rong squeezed his forehead with a headache, and asked slowly. "Did you forget who asked me to help her into a class?"

"If you don't want to follow me, you can skip the class."

Dong Ci's expression dimmed and he could not help clenching his fists. This sentence penetrated into her heart like a needle, and the soft pain made her unable to refute.

Yeah, why is she so obsessed with entering a class?

Did you feel that you could enter at first, but later found that you were unwilling to be only 0.5 points? Or are you afraid of seeing the disappointed look of Tzu Mama, or being unconfident in yourself, afraid that you will not be able to persuade yourself to move on for your goals?

Dong Ci didn't know, and he didn't understand.

If everything can be soberly and rationally faced, then so many tragedies will not happen.

"Do you still like me?"

Dong Ci closed his eyes and pressed his head to Jing Rong's chest. His heartbeat was steady, and for a moment, clang was strong.

"Of course I like it." Jing Rong answered without thinking, as if these two words didn't matter to him.

Every time he said so casually, Dong Ci didn't dare to believe his words at all. So she asked gently, "Do you know what you like?"

"Like is possession, love is plunder."

As if thinking of something, the dark eyes of the scenery began to become hazy. He looked down at the little girl in his arms with a tired look on his eyes, so he gently helped her to brush off the broken hair on her side and whispered. "I want to take possession of you, I want you to stay with me all the time, that's what I like."

"Knowing that you don't like me, but still unscrupulously circle you around and give you the best of everything, this is love." Said here, his fingers moved away from Dong Ci's cheeks, his eyes narrowed and his own Palms closed, and a sardonic smile hung on the lips.

"Love is selfish and can't be shared by anyone." Jing Rong said with a voice, then he sneered at the bead in his hand and repeated his lips. "Anyone, I am no exception."

The tail is soft and dissipates in the air.

Moonlight outside the window was clear, Jingrong looked sideways at the round of solitary moon, a deep cold reflected in the cold eyes.

The little girl in her arms was fast asleep, even breathing came, and he didn't know how much she had listened to what he said just now. Jing Rong's indifferent smile, rubbed her hair gently with her chin, the cold breath dissipated a lot, and there was a touch of tenderness deep in the eyes.

He remembers the first time he met her, she lay weakly on the hospital bed with tears on her face.

She was so fragile and helpless, tears in the corners of her eyes flicked on the pillow, and the wrist with the needle tube was slender and soft, as if breaking with a pinch. For a moment, he thought she was like Jojo.

She is like a pot of delicate flowers, which needs careful care by the planter before she can die.

I really wanted to hold her in my arms and plant it well. Jing Rong only flashed this idea at that time. Until later, he really reached out and hugged her, only to find that he didn't want to let go anymore.

Since you don't want to let go, you won't let go.

"Xiaoci."

As if a pure black snow lotus was in bloom, the smile on Jing Rong's mouth became cool and enchanting, and he leaned over to print a kiss between her foreheads and murmured. "If you no longer escape from me, I can give you the best dreams."

"And if you want to escape--" His voice flickered, his eyes softer.

Jing Rong rubbed the outline of her face slowly with her fingertips. "I don't mind sending you to purgatory."

"Don't be afraid, I will be with you."

...

Dong Ci was awakened in a confused state.

She sniffed her nose and arched towards the heat source, wondering why it was so cold this summer.

It should be early at this time, the room was dark, Dong Ci was cold and cold, and closed his eyes for a long time without touching the thin quilt, but touched a strange creature beside him.

Dong Ci's drowsiness was less than half, she opened her eyes and hurriedly sat up from the bed. The room was dark and indistinct, so she tentatively put her hand on that 'thing' and fumbled it with a warm touch, which seemed Is an individual.

Jingrong?

Dong Ci couldn't remember how she got back to the room last night. She has been sleeping in the guest room for a few days. Can't figure out how to wake up with this person today when she wakes up today?

Dong Ci touched him indiscriminately, and Dong Ci, who was not sober, didn't realize that there was anything wrong until her hands were caught, and the wall lamp in the room was bright.

"What's the matter?" Jing Rong drew Dong Ci into his arms with a sleepy look, because his voice was low and dumb just after being awakened.

"Go back to your room and go to sleep!" Dong Ci refused, dissatisfied with him. At this time, Jingrong's clothes were messy, and only a few buttons of his pajamas revealed a large piece of naked / exposed chest. Dong Ci accidentally touched his skin, and the smooth touch scared her to pull her hand back instantly, as if she had touched something that should not be touched.

Jing Rong snorted, and his eyes, which were still misty, opened again and became clear. He vigorously trapped Dong Ci under him and asked, holding her wrist. "Wake me up just now, and now I'm still awake ..."

Jing Rong leaned closer to her and smiled a little evil. "Xiaoci, do you want it?"

"Say it if you want, can I not give it to you?"

As Jingrong moved closer and closer, Dong Ci really felt the abnormality somewhere in him. She grabbed his hair in a panic and said tremblingly. "I don't mean anything else, you, you go back to your room and go to sleep."

"This is my room."

Dong Ci was even more flustered and ran under the bed when he got up. "I'm sorry to bother you, but I went back to my room to sleep."

"Sleep asleep, don't you feel a little late now?"

Jing Rong raised her eyebrows, hugged her waist from behind and pressed her back into her arms, leaned over and rubbed her long hair. Jing Rong turned off the light and hugged her back to bed.

"Go to bed quickly and make me beat you carefully."

The room returned to darkness again. Dong Ci lay in a daze in his arms and stretched his hand. As a result, her arm was tightened, and a light voice came from the top of the head, "I really thought I would not hit you ?"

"I, I'm cold, I want to cover the quilt." Dong Ci sighed a little, she also wanted to sleep.

"It's hot, it's cold."

Jing Rong's voice was already impatient. He pressed Dong Ci's head to bury her whole person in his chest and said lightly:

"If you don't have a quilt, hold me tight when cold."

Dong Ci: "..."