Rebirth in the end of the world, hold the ex's thigh tightly

[Timeline, before the end of the world]

Love at first sight begins with an accelerated heartbeat.

The first time Jiang Nian saw Cheng Jing, he already thought of how to take off his clothes. To put it bluntly, he was just attracted by his beauty.

My love brain, which was still tinged with a bit of a middle school student mentality, expanded rapidly. I found out the basic information in the shortest time and couldn't wait to find her.

The moment he and Jiang Nian's eyes met across the court, Cheng Jing felt an unprecedented throbbing sensation spreading from his heart to every part of his body:

Nervousness, joy, desire, anticipation...and the helplessness and shyness unique to adolescence.

Being stared at by Jiang Nian, Cheng Jing failed to make the shot for three consecutive times. The laughter of his teammates filled his ears, but his eyes drifted unclearly outside the court.

Jiang Nian's expression did not change, his eyes were still locked on him, his peach blossom eyes, smiling slightly at him, with a look of concentration and tenderness that lasted for a thousand years, which gave Cheng Jing a charming illusion:

Those balls that missed the target may have been shot into someone's heart, creating ambiguous ripples and allowing two people who have not formally met to develop the most primitive feelings.

After the warm-up training to familiarize themselves with the venue, Jiang Nian blatantly blocked Cheng Jing alone like a proud little peacock.

The teammates were used to it. They whistled, twirled the basketball with their fingertips, made a few jokes, and then left.

Cheng Jing's heartbeat was already disorderly, but he didn't show it on his face. His natural strong complexion helped him maintain his appearance.

If "gentle eyes and gentle features, peaceful years" were used to describe a person, then he should be like Jiang Nian. Just standing in front of you, you can't help but want to touch his face and hug him... or even kiss his forehead or cheek.

Unfortunately, the person who spoke was very different from his appearance:

"Handsome, please add my contact information. My name is Jiang Nian, and I'm in Class 3 of Grade 1."

As he spoke, he handed me a piece of paper with his phone number and various social media accounts on it. His straightforward, bold, obedient and focused eyes had a hint of hunting cunning.

Cheng Jing maintained a cool appearance, but laughed in his heart:

It turns out that he is just a little fox pretending to be good, so it is just right for him to be a big bad wolf pretending to be stupid.

He took the note as if possessed by a ghost, and the next second, the man who smiled with a look of triumph took out a pen and stretched out his white and soft palm in front of him:

"Your contact information is written on it."

As he suddenly got closer, the faint smell of freesia detergent penetrated his nose, and Cheng Jing subconsciously swallowed his dry throat.

However, just as he was about to put pen to paper, Jiang Nian deliberately dodged his hand:

"I'm ticklish, give me your hand to cushion it."

It was a blatant seduction, and the deliberately lowered voice was full of flattery and coquettishness. Even though he knew it was a deliberate trap, Cheng Jing still did it.

The rough palm rests on the soft back of the hand, rubbing slightly with the force of writing.

The first physical contact, Cheng Jing was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and he showed timidity in front of someone who was only as tall as his chin.

He wrote his phone number and social account on Jiang Nian’s palm. It was not the first time he was approached by someone, but it was the first and last time he accepted a approach.

Jiang Nian pretends to be good and he pretends to be stupid, neither of them is innocent.

"Brother, what's your name?"

Taking his hand back, Jiang Nian asked again with a frank look on his face, his smiling eyes full of expectation, making it impossible to refuse.

Cheng Jing felt like a fool who had been drugged, and answered truthfully in a serious tone:

"Cheng Jing."

Jiang Nian laughed even more wildly:

"Cheng Jing, I heard that you don't have a partner, do you want to try with me?"

Cheng Jing lowered his eyes and thought. If he answered "I don't like men", the story would end right there, but he didn't. Instead, he said:

"You are underage, I won't fall in love too early."

"puff……"

Jiang Nian laughed, his eyes sparkling as if he was looking at something rare. What kind of rejection was this? In front of his brother Nian, it was like giving it away for free.

Cheng Jing blushed and added:

“I wouldn’t have dated before I went to college.”

After saying this, he looked away and clenched his hands quietly at his side. This was one of the few restrictions his parents imposed on him during his student years.

"Is that the only reason? There's no such thing as not liking men or women?"

Jiang Nian put away his smile and asked seriously, his eyes even more focused than before.

"Ah."

Cheng Jing nodded, and after he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of someone walking in at the door. He put away the note, turned around and left with a stern expression.

Jiang Nian looked at his fleeing back, baring his white teeth and smiling with great joy, thinking that he had won the first battle.

Just as I was about to catch up quickly, I heard someone calling me:

"Brother Nian."

Oh my god, this really ruins the mood.

The person who came was my roommate, wearing small glasses, and he ran over and said anxiously:

"Brother Nian, someone asked you to meet in the dark alley tomorrow night. They are the seniors you reported for pushing people in line in the cafeteria last time."

Hearing the voice, Cheng Jing, who was walking out, paused.

Jiang Nian frowned:

"Can we wait until the league is over before making an appointment?"

He wanted to take down Cheng Jing during the league period. It would only take a few days and he didn't want to fight.

Little Glasses shook his head:

"I'm afraid not. They..."

"Okay, I got it. I'll beat them up tomorrow night. Do they think they have the right to bully us juniors?"

Jiang Nian said perfunctorily and left quickly. If he couldn't catch up with his boyfriend because of the fight, those people would be in trouble.

However, when he looked up again, Cheng Jing had already walked away.

……

On the first day at the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School, the news of Cheng Jing being hooked up spread like wildfire, and he easily heard about Jiang Nian's various deeds:

I received a love letter, handed it in to the teacher, and then complained about other people's ugly handwriting and poor literary talent.

Not long after entering school, he was blocked and teased by some seniors because he refused their kindness. He then pushed the seniors against the edge of the urinal and beat them.

During military training, he was teased as a pretty boy. In front of the instructor, he ran circles until he vomited and then mocked him in all directions.

When someone cut in line and pushed you when getting food in the cafeteria, you will get into a fight and then report them.

When faced with gossip, tell your teacher, confront the gossiper and demand a public apology.

When someone was deliberately disturbed while cleaning, they pushed him into a trash can filled with swill without saying a word...

His actions were bold and wild, and his record was traceable. In less than half a semester, Jiang Nian became a prominent figure in the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School who opposed all kinds of bullying and took action against it.

Because of his good academic performance, he received support from his mother when his parents were called to the school, and the teachers mostly gave him verbal warnings and reminders.

It is said that Jiang Nian listens to his mother the most because he comes from a single-parent family. In order not to make his mother worry, he will never let himself suffer any grievances outside. Instead of wasting time on himself, he would rather waste time on others.

However, Cheng Jing couldn’t imagine how such a cute face that looked so easy to cry could get into a fight and argue with others.

But the next day, he saw it in a dark alley next to the school. Out of curiosity and inexplicable worry, he secretly followed it out and saw a good show.

In a one on four situation, Jiang Nian was powerful in punches and kicks as well as sharp tongue. He was the typical person who could win with fists and would never lose with tongue.

When the four people who were beaten left cursing, the man who turned around with his school uniform rolled up to his forearms and hands on his hips saw him. The expression of "I am the best in the world" just now suddenly changed, and he squatted down against the wall.

After a while, he probably gathered his emotions, then he looked up at me in the dim light of the street lamp, and said aggrievedly:

"Cheng Jing, I'm hurt. They are taking advantage of the minority and going too far. I'm going to complain to the teacher tomorrow. Come here and be my witness."