My ex-boyfriend is always pestering me [Quick Time Travel]

"What? Ji...ing? Jing? Why do you have such a feminine name for a boy?"

The confused teenager muttered, but was quickly refuted.

"No, it's not static, it's Jiling, the Jiling of commemoration, the ridge of mountains."

The young man who suddenly realized was about to change his words, but suddenly rolled his eyes, and said intentionally with a smile.

"I don't care, I'll tell you to be quiet."

Ji Ling pursed his lips and looked at him in bewilderment.

The young man brushed aside Ji Ling's bangs, pinched his chin frivolously, and said viciously.

"Looks thinner than a girl, the name Jing Jing suits you so much."

Obviously...you are the one who looks better than girls.

The young man didn't hear his soft murmur clearly, and asked "what" suspiciously, Ji Ling clenched his fingers nervously, subconsciously feeling that the young man would not like this sentence, so he awkwardly changed the subject.

"What about you, what's your name?"

"Jiang Ya, the river of rivers, the Ya of flax."

Ji Ling nodded solemnly, and repeated in a low voice, as if he wanted to cherish it and engrave it in his heart bit by bit.

Jiang Ya tilted her head, and suddenly felt that this roommate was silly and cute.

Reaching out to flick Ji Ling's forehead, Jiang Yage and his brother embraced his shoulders, "Let's go, in order to express my gratitude to you, I will contact the dormitory by the way, and I will treat you to dinner, sir."

The sleeve was grabbed timidly, and Jiang Ya followed his bony hand to look at Ji Ling, who was biting his lip and looking at her.

"……What's wrong?"

Ji Ling looked at him earnestly, like a cautious puppy begging for a reward.

"May I...call you Jiang Jiang."

Jiang Ya was taken aback, rubbed his hair vigorously, winked and teased.

"I thought what was the matter, call me whatever you want, you can call me brother."

The smile lines on Ji Ling's face rippled like waves, with circles of ripples.

"Jiang Jiang."

Jiang Yashun replied, looking around while rubbing his hungry stomach, and suggested enthusiastically.

"Quiet, what do you want to eat, rice bowl or braised chicken, or Chongqing maocai, let me tell you, that maocai is really delicious, fragrant and spicy..."

The clear and bright voice seems to be carved out of the most transparent glass, and the tone with a soft and waxy smile is naturally like a feather falling from the sky like an unattainable blue sky, falling into the humble and flattered soil, wrapped in the soft and intimate The noisy hurricane broke through the wall, and the entire empty closed room was slowly filled with a pink elephant, as if it was going to explode happily.

Be quiet, be quiet.

The warm breath that was close at hand melted the transparent ice, and Ji Ling was silently carried away by him, his stiff back gradually relaxed imperceptibly, and the corners of his mouth that were tensely pursed into a straight line slightly raised.

The sun is really, never warmer than before.

Friendship in high school always came quickly and easily. Within a few days, the two of them changed from a silent roommate to a close friend. Perhaps it was because the silent and restrained Ji Ling was different from the previous one who took the initiative to meet and make friends. Jiang Ya showed unusual enthusiasm for him.

In this regard, Ji Ling, who was anxious, also asked hesitantly.

"Jiang Jiang, why are you being so nice to me?"

Jiang Ya, who was leaning on him and playing games with the secretly hidden PPS, said without looking up, "Because you look good."

In fact, this is not a reason to make Ji Ling feel at ease, because he knows that there are many people around Jiang Ya who are prettier than himself, and this understatement of support is a dreamlike bubble for him. If you are too intoxicated in the bright sun, it will probably shatter in the next second, and then fall back into the lonely cold abyss.

He looked down at Jiang Ya's naturally slightly curly hair, reached out to touch it, and spoke softly as if talking to himself.

"Will we...will always be good friends?"

Jiang Ya quickly pressed a few keys with his fingers, and when the result indicating victory occupied the screen, he threw the PPS beamingly, raised his head and pinched Ji Ling's face, his eyebrows and eyes curved.

"Of course, everyone knows we're best friends."

Ji Ling hooked his finger and said seriously: "Then let's pull the hook."

"It's so old that I still look like a child, okay, okay, I really lost to you."

The thumbs printed together penetrated the heat through the thin skin, and then never peeled off again.

Later, the class changed seats independently, and Jiang Ya moved her things contentedly and sat in front of Ji Ling.The seats in their school are single tables, and the closest distance to each other is the front and back.

Since becoming the front and back tables with Jiang Ya, Ji Ling found himself as if possessed by a demon, always staring at Jiang Ya at the front table unconsciously.The curled strands of hair curled up, the white neck exposed, the overly delicate side face, and the smiling eyes all contained a deadly fascination, even wearing a large and ordinary school uniform He looked exceptionally handsome and upright.

And when Jiang Ya turned her head and smiled at herself, she actually felt a blush and a heartbeat.

Ji Ling didn't understand what was going on, but felt that he had fallen into a sweet quagmire, sinking all his brains down, and didn't want to get out at all.

There seems to be only such a person in the world. His every frown, smile, every word and deed, is completely hidden in his heart, like a nest of limp kittens hidden in his chest, at a loss, he regards it as a treasure.

Even though he unconsciously paid attention to Jiang Ya's actions all the time, it was not until about a month after becoming friends that Ji Ling discovered that Jiang Ya always had nightmares.

As long as it is not too noisy, Ji Ling can sleep directly from night to dawn, and rarely wakes up in the middle of the night.One day at noon, he had a bad stomach, vomited and had diarrhea. He asked for leave in the afternoon and went to the infirmary for an IV before he recovered.Because he rested too much in the infirmary in the afternoon, he couldn't sleep at night. He tossed and turned until he suddenly felt thirsty in the middle of the night, so he got out of bed in the dark to drink water.

The two-person room in the dormitory is on the bed and off the table. Ji Ling was just about to climb into bed after drinking the water softly, when he suddenly heard a slight sound from Jiang Ya's bed.

It was like some kind of low moan/groan that was suppressing the pain, and it overflowed from the gap between the teeth.

He stopped where he was, suspecting that he had heard wrongly, so he spoke in a low voice uncertainly.

"Jiang Jiang?"

There was nothing unusual in the needle-like silence, Ji Ling shook his head in wonder, turned around and climbed onto the edge of the bed ladder, and the moment he jumped up, a soft cry suddenly sounded into his ears very clearly.

Jiang Ya was crying.

The moment he realized this, his whole heart was pulled hard, like a piece of candy that he cherished the most and was most reluctant to part with was smashed to pieces, with scars all over the place.He jumped to the ground, quickly climbed onto Jiang Ya's bed, and called Jiang Ya's name in a panic.

"Jiang Jiang, Jiang Jiang, what's wrong with you..."

The shouts that stopped abruptly were stuck in his throat, and he could no longer speak any words. Ji Ling stared blankly at the curled up Jiang Ya whose face was full of tears, his head buzzed, and he shook him slightly trembling.

Stretching his hand, it was wet, and Ji Ling realized that he had broken out in a lot of cold sweat, even his pajamas were soaked in sweat, and it was as wet as a heavy boulder.

As if the nightmare was too deep, Jiang Ya flinched suddenly after being touched by him, whispering almost desperate pleading, wrapped in burning helplessness.

"Sister... no... not me..."

Ji Ling, who heard it clearly, was at a loss. He once heard Jiang Ya accidentally talk about the family situation, and Jiang Ya, who had always been an only child, had a sister appear out of nowhere.

Putting aside his doubts for a while, he shook Jiang Ya's shoulders harder, trying to wake up the poor child.

After a long delay, Jiang Ya finally opened his eyes in a daze. After looking at him without focus for a long time, he barely recognized him, showing a weak, weak, innocent smile.

"Quiet."

Ji Ling reached out to wipe the half-dried tears from the corners of his eyes, and asked in a low voice reproachfully and distressed.

"What dream did you have, why did you cry?"

Jiang Ya blinked and breathed a sigh of relief as if relieved, the corners of her eyes were flushed, and her snow-white face was as thin as crisp paper, as if it would collapse if blown.

"...Well, it's a nightmare."

Like the voice of the rest of the life after a catastrophe, the fear that has not dissipated still remains, timidly, like a unicorn that refuses to expose its festering wound.Ji Ling heard that he was deliberately avoiding him, knowing that he should keep his mouth shut, but he couldn't wait to get to the bottom of everything related to Jiang Ya, so he stared straight at him and asked persistently.

"What nightmare did you have, I want to know."

Jiang Ya opened her eyes slightly, and after looking at him for a few seconds, she suddenly smiled. It was the usual brilliant, unclouded smile, and the gaffe that was revealed just now was completely hidden in the darkness.

He reached out for La Jiling's arm and shook it coquettishly.

"It's enough for one person to bear the nightmare, besides, I will forget it when the sun rises. Quiet, let's sleep together tonight, I'm a little scared."

Facing his expectant eyes, Ji Ling had no way to refuse.

He got into the quilt, tucked Jiang Ya's pajamas and quilt corners tightly, and patted Jiang Ya's thin back like a little adult, with a slightly serious voice in the dark of long thorns. peace of mind.

"Go to sleep, I will protect you."

Jiang Ya buried her head in the crescent of his neck, a muffled sound came from the vibrating chest and extended to Ji Ling's slightly warm heart.

"Quiet, it's very kind of you."

Ji Ling hugged him even tighter, without saying a word.

The author has something to say:

In order to form a good concept of time, Daodao, who actually finished writing at eight o'clock, resisted the urge to post after finishing writing, and set ten o'clock before posting the text (￣︶￣*))

The collection of the past few days has frightened Dao Dao, and it has risen faster than when it was on the list. It’s so fried, I thought it was a dream hehe~~[Idiot laughs]

So Dao Dao shamelessly begged for the author's column for collection and smashed mine! ～～（●v●）

Some little angels responded that Chapter 45 is locked, and Dao Dao was confused when it was shown in the background that it was unlocked. I fiddled with it again and again.Or go to Weibo to send a private message to Dao Dao, so that Dao Dao can quickly correct it after discovering the situation ~~ In fact, Dao Dao is very confused all day long haha ​​o(*￣︶￣*)o

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(I'm struggling to finish writing the memory part, but I would like to remind my friends: 1. Darren is not Gong, maybe he is Gong's rival in love, and it will appear later; 2. Don't worry, Jiang Jiang will find Jingjing soon la la~~~)