Turning Into Ex-Boyfriend Chapter 7

Ryan Jing lagged behind Ethan Ying by a step, silently memorizing the route in his mind as he walked.

When the provincial experimental school renovated the teaching building, it also expanded the playground. After walking for a long time, the two of them could still feel the slightly soft plastic track under their feet.

It was not yet time for the evening self-study get out of class to end, and there were not many people on the playground. It was quiet and you could even hear the humming sound of the washing machines in the laundry room.

Ethan Ying glanced at Ryan Jing and sneered: "Why are you so far away?" Without allowing Ryan Jing to refuse, he grabbed his wrist and pulled him to his side.

He measured Ryan Jing's wrist with his fingers and raised his eyebrows: "So thin?"

Ryan Jing shook off his hand, his handsome face looked particularly cold under the street light: "Can you please stop touching me?"

He vaguely felt that something was wrong. Although the original book was written from the perspective of the protagonist, Ethan Ying did not appear very often, but Ryan Jing had not forgotten that he hated the original body.

And now, he actually asked me to go back to the dormitory with him. Isn't this something only good friends would do?

"Moving around?" Ethan Ying lazily lifted his hair: "Is this called moving around?" He curled his lips, suddenly stretched out his hand to rub Ryan Jing's earlobe, and sneered: "Then what is this called? Rounding it off, we slept together?"

Ryan Jing's ears were very sensitive, and when he pinched them, they felt numb and tingling, as if an electric current had passed through them.

His cheeks flushed, not only because of anger but also because of shame. He slapped Ethan Ying's hand away, raised his arm and rubbed his ear hard, angrily saying: "You are crazy!"

Lift your feet and move away from him.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Ethan Ying grabbed his collar and pulled him back to his side. Looking at Ryan Jing's angry look, he said in silence, "Don't be angry, or I'll let you touch me back?"

He leaned forward and put his face close to Ryan Jing, "I know you have coveted me for a long time, and tonight I will let you get what you want."

Ethan Ying chuckled: "How is it, is my brother treating you well?"

"Who wants to touch you!" Ryan Jing pushed his face away forcefully, "Are you still going to leave?"

"Let's go." Ethan Ying chuckled and took slow steps, just enough to stay on the same level as Ryan Jing, neither ahead nor behind.

In his peripheral vision, Ryan Jing had already adjusted his expression. He pursed his lips slightly, his profile was handsome, his nose was high and straight, and the curve was very beautiful.

Ethan Ying twisted his thumb and index finger unconsciously. The little pervert's earlobe was quite soft.

The two walked across the playground and headed straight for the grove. Ryan Jing frowned, thinking that the road was not right. The grove was right next to the school clinic. He walked past it during the day and did not see the dormitory building.

He couldn't help but look up and ask Ethan Ying: "Are we going back to the dormitory?"

"Let's go buy something first." Ethan Ying took out his phone, pressed twice, and brought up the payment page. He smiled at the lady in the milk tea shop: "Two cups of milk tea, one cup of oatmeal, and one cup..."

He turned to look at Ryan Jing: "What flavor do you want?"

The young lady in the milk tea shop was not very old. When Ethan Ying smiled at her, her face immediately turned red: "Okay, okay, do you want hot or cold? Is the sweetness normal?"

A message came on his phone. Ethan Ying clicked it without looking up: "Cold oatmeal, less sugar, and the rest..." He pointed at Ryan Jing: "Ask him."

"I don't want it." Ryan Jing refused without waiting for the young lady to ask.

Ethan Ying snorted, "Are you still angry? Didn't I apologize to you?" He put down his phone and looked at Ryan Jing: "Hey, little classmate, I noticed that you have become quite stubborn recently."

Ryan Jing's eyelashes trembled, and he explained stubbornly: "I'm not angry, and my temper hasn't changed..."

"The other cup should be the same," Ethan Ying turned around and said to the young lady. Noticing his efforts to cover up, she understood: "Okay, use it to cool down. This dorm doesn't have air conditioning, and it's so hot."

Soon, a cup of cold milk tea was stuffed into Ryan Jing's hand.

"Thanks."

The damp cup pressed against his palm, instantly dispelling the heat in his palm. Ryan Jing clenched his hands slightly, and after a while, he peeled off the straw and gently inserted it.

This was the first time he had milk tea since he was a child.

He used too little force and did not completely puncture the milk tea lid, leaving only a small hole. Light coffee-colored milk tea overflowed from the small hole and soon covered the milk tea lid.

Ryan Jing poked it downwards with a straw, and immediately more milk tea came up.

He held the straw in one hand and the milk tea in the other, standing there in a daze, not knowing where he had gone wrong.

Ethan Ying snatched the milk tea from his hand, ignoring the liquid that flowed out, and thrust the straw in forcefully: "Do it this way, harder."

Then he handed it to Ryan Jing: "Drink it."

"Thank you." Ryan Jing thanked him again, lowered his head, bit the straw and took a sip.

As the sweet milk tea with an oatmeal aroma slid into his mouth, Ryan Jing's eyes lit up. It tasted delicious.

"Isn't it too sweet?" Ethan Ying looked at his expression carefully, "Shall I give you a cup with normal sweetness?"

"No need." Ryan Jing shook his head quickly.

He raised his eyes and smiled at Ethan Ying, then licked his lips that smelled of milk tea: "It tastes good."

Ryan Jing rarely showed such a happy expression. On this day, Ethan Ying had seen his cold face, his pretended calmness, and even his panic Ben Zhengeath the calm surface, but this was the first time he saw him smile.

He was stunned, and looked at the little tongue circling on the rosy lips in a daze, and his heart suddenly felt itchy.

Fcuk-it.

Ethan Ying rubbed his face and threw away the garbage in his mind: "That's good."

The milk tea shop is not far from the dormitory. When the two arrived at the boys' dormitory, the dormitory supervisor had just opened the door. Seeing that someone had returned early, he deliberately lowered his head to look at his watch.

Ethan Ying didn't care. He walked in with Ryan Jing and went up to the third floor.

Along the way, Ryan Jing kept thinking about his words in his mind, trying to get his dormitory number from Ethan Ying. However, before he could open his mouth, he was taken to the door of Room 301.

"Your dormitory." Ethan Ying raised his chin, "Open the door."

He spoke so straightforwardly that Ryan Jing was stunned for a moment before he reacted and quickly reached into his pocket.

However, after searching his clothes pockets and then his trouser pockets, he still couldn't find the door key.

"Wow, little classmate," Ethan Ying saw all his actions, raised his eyebrows and whistled, "You are quite scheming. First you didn't bring your key, and next you are going to my dormitory?"

Ryan Jing glanced at him, took two steps back to show his innocence, and said calmly: "I'll wait for Jason Li to come back here."

"No." Ethan Ying smiled and pulled him forward, "Everyone else went back to the dormitory, but you were standing guard at my door. If I knew you didn't bring your key, I would think you were marking your territory on purpose."

He took out his key, stopped at the door of Room 303, and opened it in two or three strokes. "Come in."

Having just drunk Ethan Ying’s milk tea, Ryan Jing felt embarrassed to refute him and had to walk in.

Ethan Ying's dormitory was very large, a typical four-person room, but three of the beds were empty, with only one bed having bedding on it, which was obviously Ethan Ying's bed.

Ryan Jing only took a glance and quickly looked away, not because he was embarrassed, but because Ethan Ying's bed was too messy. The quilt was piled up in a mess, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

He remembered that the original book said that the housekeeping inspection of the Provincial Experimental School was very strict. Even if a piece of paper fell on the floor in the dormitory, the dormitory supervisor would deduct points. But why did it seem like these school rules were just for show here at Ethan Ying?

"Sit down." Ethan Ying pointed to his bed and took out a bottle of water from the box next to him. "Would you like some?"

"No thanks." Ryan Jing swallowed the milk tea in his mouth and raised the cup of milk tea to Ethan Ying, "I want milk tea."

Ethan Ying nodded and didn't force him. He unscrewed the water bottle, took a few sips of water, and sat next to Ryan Jing.

The bed in the provincial laboratory was not made of wood, but a spring bed. As soon as Ethan Ying sat down, Ryan Jing felt the bed underneath tremble, and he couldn't help but move aside.

Ethan Ying narrowed his eyes, took a Rubik's Cube from the bed and played with it, and asked casually: "I heard that you have fallen in love with someone else?"

Ryan Jing was stunned. Too many things happened that day. He almost forgot the name he said casually. After thinking for a while, he used Ethan Ying's words during the day to stop him: "You told me to stay away from you."

Ethan Ying gritted his teeth slightly. This guy reacted quite quickly.

"I feel quite reluctant when I hear what you mean," he said with a smile: "If I don't say it..."

"No." Ryan Jing was afraid that he would say something nonsense again, so he interrupted him quickly: "I just want to study hard."

Ethan Ying sneered: "Study hard? Then Xue Jinxing..."

Before he could finish his words, a wolf howl suddenly sounded in the corridor. Students from some class were madly complaining about their head teacher.

The provincial experimental dormitory was equipped with wooden doors with gaps on the edges, making it very soundproof. Ethan Ying was sitting in the dormitory and heard their conversation clearly.

"Damn it, our class teacher is such a jerk. He asked us to buy some tutorial books. Buy some! If I had more money, I might as well go out and pick up more girls."

Another one clicked his tongue: "Didn't your class buy it a few days ago? Are you buying it again this time?"

The voice at the beginning said: "Yes, don't you think it's disgusting? It seems to be something like Xue Jinxing's "Complete Solution". It clearly said it was voluntary at the beginning, but now it's forced."

"Xue Jinxing's book set is normal. Several teachers in our class have recommended it."

Win Pride: ...

Ryan Jing didn't expect that there would be a high school student who didn't even know Xue Jinxing. The corners of his lips raised high and he turned his face to smile.

Ethan Ying gritted his teeth, turned his face around, and said viciously: "It's funny, right? Huh?"

Ryan Jing pursed his lips and said nothing, but there was a smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

Ethan Ying stretched out his hand and pinched his face, "Smile again, smile again for me?!"

Ryan Jing pursed his lips, trying to suppress the smile on his lips. His eyes accidentally met with Ethan Ying's, and he finally couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it, hahaha..." He shook his head to avoid Ethan Ying's hand and tried to push him away.

Ryan Jing usually had no expression on his face, even a little cold, but with this smile, he suddenly seemed a lot softer.

The embarrassment in Ethan Ying's heart disappeared instantly, and he felt itchy inside, as if he had been tickled by a feather.

He let go of his hand and pressed Ryan Jing down with force, looking down at him: "Very funny?"

"No, no," This time, Ryan Jing was the one in trouble. He reached out to push Ethan Ying: "Get up..."

Ethan Ying didn't take Ryan Jing's strength seriously. He grabbed Ryan Jing's wrist, pressed it on his head, and poked his cheek with the tip of his tongue. His handsome face instantly showed a bit of evil: "Get up? From where?"

Is there any need to say this? Ryan Jing opened his mouth, but when the words came to his lips, he felt something was wrong.

He frowned and emphasized again: "Get up."

Ethan Ying's hooligan spirit came up, and he took advantage of the situation. Hearing this, he not only did not get up, but pressed Ryan Jing even tighter: "Tell me, where do you get up from?"

Ryan Jing had never been in such close contact with anyone before, and his face looked a little unnatural: "Don't make trouble."

"Who made trouble with you?" Ethan Ying raised his lips maliciously: "Speaking of reason, little classmate, it was you who didn't explain clearly. How would I know if you didn't say it?"

He leaned down slightly and said softly, "Tell me, where do I get up from?"