The corridor was pitch dark, and there was a gap at the back door of the classroom.
Gu Yang obediently raised his chin to show Fan Yuan his neck. His neck was covered with red marks from his scratches, some of which were so hard that they were bleeding.
With the help of the little light, Fan Yuan touched the red mark on Gu Yang's neck with his fingertips.
Gu Yang narrowed his eyes and hummed. The sound was a bit loud, and the voice-controlled lights in the corridor turned on.
Fan Yuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked up at Gu Yang.
Apparently Gu Yang himself was also startled, he covered his mouth, his face flushed.
This hum is too...
Why did he suddenly hum
The two people looked at each other silently, and the voice-controlled lights dimmed again.
Fan Yuan pulled Gu Yang over again and whispered in his ear, "Stop scratching your neck. It's broken."
Gu Yang pursed his lips and nodded, then stood side by side with Fan Yuan. After a while, he raised his hand to scratch his neck, but Fan Yuan slapped his hand away.
Gu Yang felt a little aggrieved, and this time he learned his lesson and spoke in a very low voice.
"But my throat is itchy."
Fan Yuan looked at him for a while, then suddenly bent down and approached him, pinching Gu Yang's chin and lifting it up.
"Don't move. I'll blow on you and the itching will go away."
Gu Yang's ears also turned red. He hummed softly and obediently let Fan Yuan blow on his neck.
The cool breeze blowing on the neck can indeed relieve the itching temporarily, but it will be followed by more intense discomfort.
Gu Yang turned his head away, avoiding Fan Yuan and stopping him from blowing.
Then he leaned forward, climbed onto Fan Yuan's shoulder, and whispered into Fan Yuan's ear:
"I want to sing. Can I sing for you?"
Gu Yang couldn't see Fan Yuan's face in the darkness, he only heard Fan Yuan say calmly: "Sing."
Gu Yang then opened his mouth carefully and sang a song that couldn't be any older.
"The one I love has flown away, and the one who loves me has not yet come..."
As soon as the song came out, Fan Yuan was a little surprised.
"How did you ..."
Gu Yang covered Fan Yuan's mouth to stop him from speaking, and continued singing happily into Fan Yuan's ears.
"There's a, what kind of bird sitting on the tree? Whoosh - whoosh - whoosh - this lovebird -"
Gu Yang sang in a very low voice, almost in a breathy tone, but he sang "Huhuhuhu" very slowly, blowing air into Fan Yuan's ears again and again.
The two people were very close to each other, and the moist breath brushed over the earlobes and blew into the ear holes. Fan Yuan endured it for a while, and when Gu Yang sang the second time, he pushed him away.
Gu Yang was pushed back a step, and the voice-controlled light was startled by the movement of the two people.
Under the light, Fan Yuan looked at Gu Yang quietly with his dark eyes, with a bit of scrutiny and oppression.
"Gu Yang, you didn't let me blow on your neck, but you blew on my ears. Did you do it on purpose?"
Gu Yang looked innocent and tried to get closer to Fan Yuan: "No, I just want to sing for you..."
Before he could get close, Fan Yuan blocked his way with his hand.
The next moment, Fan Yuan pushed open the back door and entered the classroom, leaving Gu Yang alone in the corridor.
Gu Yang approached the back door and whispered Fan Yuan's name through the crack in the door.
Immediately afterwards, the door was closed tightly.
Gu Yang curled his lips. It was just an ear blew. Why was he reacting so strongly
After school, Gu Yang rushed into the classroom. Fan Yuan had already packed up and was ready to leave. Gu Yang took a look and finally didn't stop him.
After singing a song for Fan Yuan just now, his throat no longer felt so painful.
After returning home, Gu Yang looked at his neck in the mirror.
Is it true that this song "Nightingale" is just about singing to Fan Yuan
Although his voice did sound better when he sang, is that the only function of the golden finger
Soon, the itchy feeling that emerged from the inside of his throat told Gu Yang that his guess was too naive. Judging from the side effects of "The Mermaid", the side effects of "The Nightingale" could not be completely solved by singing a few lines of song.
Gu Yang grabbed his phone and sent WeChat messages to Fan Yuan, one after another. They were all voice messages of singing, just a few sentences over and over again.
There was no way, he just wanted to sing this song.
Fan Yuan, who was far away at Fan's house, finally picked up his phone and listened to the voice call after it kept buzzing.
Just then, he heard Gu Yang singing that old song in the voice chat. When he sang "whoosh whoosh", Fan Yuan turned off his phone.
Gu Yang sent several voice messages but received no response, so he started sending video requests. Of course, no one responded to his video requests either.
He walked around the room in circles, scratching his neck from time to time. The skin on his neck was broken and it felt painful and itchy.
Finally, Gu Yang couldn't sit still anymore and rushed out without even having time to put on his shoes and coat.
He took a taxi to Fan Yuan's house and was let in by Fan Yuan's aunt.
The aunt wanted to inform Fan Yuan, but was stopped by Gu Yang. Gu Yang had lived here for a while and the aunt was very familiar with him, so she let Gu Yang go up with confidence.
Gu Yang walked upstairs barefoot stealthily. Halfway through, he suddenly turned back and stared at a shabby and faded bird cage in the corner of the hall in a daze.
The door of the birdcage was broken, and it was empty inside. It looked very old. I wonder how long it had been there.
This bird cage has been here for a long time. Gu Yang didn’t feel anything when he saw it before. But for some reason, when Gu Yang saw it just now, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.
But soon, he put aside this feeling and quietly went to Fan Yuan's bedroom.
He knocked on the door, but no one answered. He leaned over the door and listened, but there was no sound.
Gu Yang thought, don’t blame me, and then quietly pushed the door open.
Fan Yuan's bedroom was still tidy, the light was on in the bathroom, and the sound of water splashing could be heard from inside.
Gu Yang secretly squatted at the bathroom door, cleared his throat, and began to sing softly.
Sure enough, as long as I sang to him near Fan Yuan, the discomfort in my throat would be relieved to a great extent.
Gu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and the door handle above his head suddenly turned. His whole body tensed up, and his mind got stuck for a moment, and he actually hid in Fan Yuan's closet.
Through the gap in the closet, Gu Yang saw Fan Yuan coming out in a bathrobe, wiping his hair casually with a towel in his hand, and walked to the bed. It seemed that he had no intention of coming to the closet for a while.
Gu Yang nervously grabbed the sleeve of Fan Yuan's shirt, singing softly unconsciously, his eyes fixed on Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan was bending over to get something from the bedside table. Gu Yang twisted Fan Yuan's sleeves with his fingers. The closet was filled with the familiar smell that belonged to Fan Yuan.
But at this moment, this smell could not relieve his tension.
He was so nervous that his voice trembled as he sang the lyrics in a low voice.
Fan Yuan had his back to him, and he took something and walked past the closet toward the door, as if he was about to go out.
Gu Yang was still humming "Huff, Huff, Huff" but his heart was almost jumping out. He was just waiting for Fan Yuan to go out so that he could sneak out and leave.
Unexpectedly, when Fan Yuan walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and rushed towards the wardrobe. As he opened the door, the thing in his hand also stabbed towards him.
That was a sharpened knife!
Fan Yuan had noticed that someone seemed to have entered the house. He was on guard and opened the closet with a knife, but he didn't expect that the person hiding inside was Gu Yang.
However, the knife in his hand had already stabbed out fiercely, and it was difficult to retract the force. He could only stretch out his other hand to block it, and blood spurted out immediately.
Gu Yang's heart suddenly tightened as he watched Fan Yuan open the closet and stab him with a knife.
At that extremely tense moment, he felt a heat on his back, and a pair of huge black wings broke through his shirt and stretched out from his back, and the raven-colored feathers slowly fell between the two of them.
The knife fell to the ground, hitting the carpet with a dull thud.
Fan Yuan stood with his hands hanging on both sides of his body. A hideous inch-long wound on his left arm was bleeding madly.
Gu Yang knelt in front of Fan Yuan, with huge black wings spread out behind him, and black feathers fell as they trembled slightly.
Fan Yuan took a step back and looked at Gu Yang. His dark eyes were filled with emotion and his voice was cold:
"Gu Yang, what exactly are you?"
Gu Yang's frightened brain started to work slowly. He stared at Fan Yuan's bleeding arm, and his heart was beating violently.
Fan Yuan took a step back, and he moved forward and stretched out his arm to Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan looked at Gu Yang's hand, and finally stopped moving backwards. He stood where he was, allowing Gu Yang to hold his bleeding arm.
Gu Yang's eyes felt a little hot as he looked at the hideous inch-long wound on his arm with perfect skin texture.
"sorry… "
Gu Yang blew gently on the wound and subconsciously lowered his head slowly.
Fan Yuan watched as Gu Yang placed his lips on his wound, rubbing it bit by bit.
There was blood on the corner of Gu Yang's lips and his eyelashes trembled slightly.
Fan Yuan's wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soon, the wound disappeared, and only the torn sleeve and the blood stains around it could prove that the wound had indeed existed.
Gu Yang let go of his hand, still kneeling on the ground with his head down, and the black wings behind him drooped listlessly.
"I don't know what I am, but I won't hurt you."
Gu Yang felt very guilty. He didn't expect that his momentary joke would cause such a big reaction from Fan Yuan.
It was also his fault that he had been so close to Fan Yuan these days that he had forgotten Fan Yuan's early experiences and the caution that was ingrained in his nature.
Fan Yuan didn't say anything for a long time. Gu Yang didn't dare to look up. His vision gradually blurred, and soon a small spot on the carpet in front of him was wet.
Just when Gu Yang was panicking, Fan Yuan suddenly pinched his waist and lifted him up.
Gu Yang is a boy after all, and he is not short. At this moment, he is lifted up by Fan Yuan. He grabs Fan Yuan's wrists helplessly with both hands, and the wings behind him spread out unconsciously, blocking out the light.
Fan Yuan looked up at Gu Yang's red eyes and said, "I can finally see his face. Why did you keep your head down?"
Tears slid down Gu Yang's cheeks and hit Fan Yuan's arm.
Fan Yuan put Gu Yang down and reached out to touch the part where Gu Yang's wings connected to his shoulders.
The vague touch made Gu Yang turn his head to the side and bite his lips, but his wings were still spread out in trust, allowing Fan Yuan to explore.
"You are no longer a mermaid, why are you still crying so hard?"
Gu Yang pursed his lips, put his head on Fan Yuan's shoulder, choked a few times, and couldn't help but started singing softly again.
Fan Yuan listened attentively and chuckled.
I just heard Gu Yang singing: "This love bird has flown away, my love bird has not come yet--"