As soon as Gu Yang and Fan Yuan returned to the classroom, Zhuo Wan blocked them in their seats and scolded them for a long time. The whole class was silent, eavesdropping on Zhuo Wan's scolding.
As the perfect and excellent monitor of the class for three years, it was very rare for the students in Class 1 of Grade 3 to hear him being scolded by Zhuo Wan, so everyone couldn't help but prick up their ears and eavesdrop.
Finally, after Fan Yuan promised that his grades would not drop, and Gu Yang promised that he would make progress in the next monthly exam, Zhuo Wan let them go temporarily, but still warned them that she would keep an eye on them all the time, asking them to behave themselves in class and do less tricks.
Although he was scolded by Zhuo Wan, Gu Yang was still looking forward to the end of school. As soon as the bell rang, he grabbed Fan Yuan's wrist and ran out, pushing Fan Yuan into the car. On the way back, he was very excited and rubbed his back against the back of the car twice. It was obvious that he was so excited that he was about to grow wings.
Fan Yuan poured cold water on Gu Yang: "Go back and do your homework first."
Gu Yang was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips, squeezed next to Fan Yuan, grabbed Fan Yuan's arm, didn't say anything, just looked up and stared at Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan turned his eyes away from him, staring at the buildings moving backwards outside the car window, as if Gu Yang didn't exist.
Gu Yang squeezed closer to Fan Yuan again and said sincerely, "Dad Fan, let's fly first. It won't take long. Can we do our homework after we fly? Study and entertainment should complement each other."
Fan Yuan stretched out his hand and pushed Gu Yang's forehead away: "Do you really want to take me flying?"
Gu Yang nodded vigorously: "My skills are so good, it would be a waste if I don't use them."
Fan Yuan smiled, then put away his expression: "Good skills? Yes, it's time to use you."
Gu Yang fulfilled his wish and immediately squeezed over again, resting his chin on Fan Yuan's shoulder and grinning foolishly, not even noticing that he was being teased.
Fan Yuan's house was very big, and there was a garden in front of the house that required crossing a tree-lined path. Gu Yang had already prepared the route for flying, and as soon as he got out of the car, he dragged Fan Yuan into the dark path.
This path is rarely visited at night, so there are basically no lights on.
Gu Yang pulled Fan Yuan and ran, and as they ran, the wings behind him spread out.
Because he was too excited, he forgot to take off his school uniform which was still intact. The uniform that he had managed to keep intact for a whole day was torn by his wings at night.
As he was running, his feet left the ground and he began to fly close to the ground. However, he was unable to carry Fan Yuan with him, and Fan Yuan exerted force and pulled him down.
"What's the hurry?" Fan Yuan pressed Gu Yang's shoulder and told him to walk steadily.
Gu Yang landed on the ground with both feet, and his wings shook behind him. Then he walked obediently on the ground, crossing the path and entering the garden.
There were a few dim lights on in the garden, and a towering tree of unknown age stood in the middle.
Gu Yang let go of Fan Yuan's hand, bent down and tried to pick Fan Yuan up by the waist, but Fan Yuan waved him away.
Covering the back of his hand that was hurt by the slap, Gu Yang felt a little aggrieved: "It hurts so much. If you don't let me hold you, how can I take you flying?"
Fan Yuan glanced at the tree, walked towards Gu Yang to face him, put his arms around Gu Yang's waist, and then rested his chin on Gu Yang's shoulder.
"That's it, fly."
Gu Yang put his arms around Fan Yuan's back, tried out the position, and then flapped his wings vigorously, really lifting Fan Yuan's feet off the ground and rising slowly.
Fan Yuan looked down from behind Gu Yang at the gradually rising altitude. The wind from the wings hit his face. He squinted his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
Gu Yang was so happy that he flapped his wings hard and took Fan Yuan around the garden twice, and finally they landed together on the thick branch of the big tree.
The two of them sat there side by side. Gu Yang plucked a still green leaf, put it to his lips and blew it a few times, making a few discordant sounds.
He put down the leaf and looked at Fan Yuan in the dim light. He was not sitting still on the branch and kept squeezing closer to Fan Yuan.
"Can you blow leaves?" Gu Yang handed over the leaf with a small hole in it that he had bitten.
Fan Yuan looked down for a while and didn't move.
Gu Yang curled his lips and was about to pluck a new leaf for him, when he saw Fan Yuan reach out and take the leaf, turning it to the side that Gu Yang had not touched, and gently put it to his lips and pursed it.
Gu Yang's heart beat faster and he seemed a little disappointed.
He put one hand on Fan Yuan's arm, watched Fan Yuan's thin lips holding the edge of the leaf and blowing gently.
“Puff—”
The originally wonderful atmosphere was suddenly ruined by the sound of "Puchi". Gu Yang tried to hold back, but couldn't help but laughed out loud.
"You can't?"
Fan Yuan took the leaf seriously, looked at both sides of it, then put it to his lips and blew it as if facing a great enemy.
“Puff, sizzle—”
If they were not sitting on the tree, Gu Yang would have laughed himself to the ground. He held onto Fan Yuan's shoulders and reached out to adjust the position of the leaf in his hand.
"Do you see the gap I made here? Hold it in your mouth and blow on it."
After he finished speaking, both of them were stunned. Gu Yang then realized what he was talking about and reached out to take the leaf, but Fan Yuan dodged him and put the leaf away.
The night breeze blew through the leaves, making a rustling sound.
The cool breeze blew across their cheeks. Gu Yang stared at the bag in which Fan Yuan collected the leaves for a long time before he looked away.
He looked up at the night sky blocked by the tree canopy: "There are no stars or fireflies here."
Fan Yuan raised his arm and pushed the branches above his head, catching a glimpse of a corner of the starry sky. He let go of his hand, and the branches immediately covered it up again.
“There are no fireflies in October.”
Gu Yang pulled Fan Yuan to his feet, leaned into Fan Yuan's arms, and looked up at him:
"Hold me tight, let's go where we can see the stars."
Fan Yuan put his arms around Gu Yang's waist, and his black wings fanned up a huge wind. The two of them left the tree branches and flew upwards to the roof of Fan Yuan's villa.
As soon as his feet touched the roof, Fan Yuan loosened his hands, but Gu Yang was still buried in Fan Yuan's arms.
He looked up and gave Fan Yuan a wicked smile, then pushed Fan Yuan to the ground, rubbed against Fan Yuan's chest, found a good position to lie down, and turned to look at the bright night sky.
Fan Yuan actually didn't want to resist. He was knocked down by Gu Yang, who used his wings to cushion his back when he fell, so it didn't hurt.
Gu Yang used one wing to cushion Fan Yuan's back, and the other wing to cover the two of them.
Both of them looked at the night sky quietly, and no one spoke for a while.
The cool breeze blew the hair on Gu Yang's forehead, and the hair slid across Fan Yuan's chin, causing a slight itch.
Fan Yuan tilted his head but did not dodge. Instead, he reached out and lifted Gu Yang up, resting his chin on the top of Gu Yang's head.
Gu Yang's body seemed to be very familiar with Fan Yuan. He did not resist and even cooperated very much as he squeezed into Fan Yuan's arms, wishing he could stick to Fan Yuan from head to toe.
Under the starry sky, two young boys hugged each other intimately.
There was silence for a long time, and Gu Yang's heart gradually calmed down.
He rested his head on Fan Yuan's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, and actually felt a little drowsy.
After he calmed down, the wings behind him slowly disappeared, revealing clothes with big holes in them.
The cool breeze penetrated through the two large holes in his clothes, climbed over his back, and took away the warmth, causing Gu Yang to shiver twice.
Fan Yuan subconsciously reached out to touch Gu Yang's back, his fingertips penetrated the slit of his clothes, and slid up and down his cold back twice.
"Gu Yang."
Gu Yang uttered a vague "hmm" and was about to fall asleep the next moment.
Ever since he randomly got the golden finger of "The Nightingale", he rarely feels sleepy at night.
However, Fan Yuan did not let Gu Yang go. He put his fingertips into Gu Yang's clothes and touched Gu Yang's smooth back back and forth. He kept touching Gu Yang until he couldn't help but hum due to sleepiness, and then he withdrew his hand.
Fan Yuan asked: "Gu Yang, how do we get down?"
Gu Yang suddenly woke up, sat up from Fan Yuan's arms, and reached out to touch his back, but it was empty. The wings had been folded.
He looked down at the high floor, then immediately looked away, looking helplessly at Fan Yuan.
"How do we get down?"
Fan Yuan looked at the culprit who had caused the current predicament. Gu Yang was completely unaware of the situation and even pitifully tried to pull Fan Yuan's sleeve, sending out a distress signal.
"How about calling someone?"
Fan Yuan gave him a cold look: "How do you explain how you got up here?"
Gu Yang shrank his neck and lowered his head, knowing that he was in the wrong.
He vaguely heard an imperceptible sigh coming from above his head, and then he was pressed down on the roof by Fan Yuan.
Gu Yang subconsciously tried to put his arms around Fan Yuan's neck, but Fan Yuan held his wrists and pressed his hands above his head.
Gu Yang kicked his legs, feeling that this posture was weird.
"Fan Yuan, what are you going to do?"
Fan Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at him, his black hair also falling down, the ends of his hair almost touching Gu Yang's eyelashes.
"Do you like looking at the stars?"
Gu Yang nodded blankly: "I like it."
"Do you like flying?"
Every time Fan Yuan asked a question, he would lower his body a little, constantly closing the distance between him and Gu Yang.
Gu Yang tilted his head, and his heartbeat slowly became disordered.
"I like it."
Finally, Gu Yang felt that Fan Yuan's nose tip seemed to rub against his nose tip.
Fan Yuan looked at him and asked softly: "So, do you like me?"
Gu Yang's heart suddenly contracted, and his back, which was filled with cool wind, began to heat up and burn.
Fan Yuan suddenly released the hand that was holding Gu Yang's wrist and instead covered Gu Yang's eyes.
His wrists, no longer restrained, remained limp at both sides of his body, without any resistance at all.
The eyes are covered, vision is lost, but the sense of touch and hearing become extra sensitive.
Gu Yang could feel the very close breath, the warm and humid air, and even the gaze of Fan Yuan.
That gaze was so brazen, yet it carried an aggression that could not be ignored.
Gu Yang was a little confused. Was he trying to conquer Fan Yuan, or was Fan Yuan trying to conquer him
Fan Yuan kept a distance of millimeters from Gu Yang and asked again.
"do you like me?"
The hand that was blocking Gu Yang's eyes slowly moved downwards, revealing Gu Yang's confused and helpless eyes.
His eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of his eyes were inexplicably red.
Fan Yuan's palm slowly moved down, across the tip of Gu Yang's upturned nose, and finally stopped on Gu Yang's lips.
The soft and slightly cool lips touched the warm palm, and his vision finally returned, but Fan Yuan didn't let him speak again.
Gu Yang moved his mouth and rubbed his lips back and forth on Fan Yuan's palm twice.
Fan Yuan continued to lower his head and move closer, shortening the few millimeters of distance between the two people to negative numbers.
His already disordered heartbeat was now like a directionless deer, bumping wildly against his chest.
He thought Fan Yuan would kiss him, and his lips, covered by Fan Yuan's palm, unconsciously clenched and then slightly loosened.
But Fan Yuan just lowered his head and kissed the back of his own hand.
At this moment, the huge black wings that had disappeared behind Gu Yang appeared again.
When Fan Yuan saw the black feathers falling in front of him, he immediately let go of Gu Yang and stood up, looking at Gu Yang with a smile:
"What are you doing with your mouth open?"
Gu Yang was still lying there, his heart beating violently, his eyes empty, his lips slightly open, and he couldn't recover for a long time.
Fan Yuan stepped back a little, put his left hand that had pressed Gu Yang's lips behind his back, clenched it into a fist, and still looked calm.
"The wings have grown. Let's go. It's time to go down."
Gu Yang sat up slowly, lowered his head without looking at Fan Yuan, and suddenly flapped his wings and flew out, leaving Fan Yuan on the roof.
Fan Yuan looked at the direction where Gu Yang disappeared, and his left hand, which was behind his back, dropped to the front of him.
He opened his palm and looked at it, then took out his cell phone to call someone.
Before the call was made, Gu Yang, who had flown away, suddenly flew up from below and slammed into Fan Yuan's arms. Fan Yuan took two steps back and his phone fell from his hand and hit the ground, breaking into pieces.
Gu Yang buried his face in Fan Yuan's chest, without saying a word, just hugged him tightly.
Fan Yuan was hugged tightly by the warm Gu Yang in his arms. His hands hanging on both sides of his body were slowly raised and wrapped around Gu Yang's waist.
"Didn't you fly away?"
Gu Yang moved his wings, stretched forward and patted Fan Yuan's back twice.
"You always tease me." His voice came muffled from Fan Yuan's chest.
Fan Yuan didn't say anything, but tightened his grip on Gu Yang's clothes around his waist.
"But I can't abandon you." Gu Yang said again, still in a dull voice.
The voice was so close to Fan Yuan's heart that he almost had an illusion, as if it was not his ears but his heart that heard the words.
Fan Yuan tightened his arms more and more, lowered his neck, and buried his head in Gu Yang's thin shoulders.
Gu Yang didn't say anything else, but flapped his wings and flew down with Fan Yuan.
Halfway down, Fan Yuan's hand on Gu Yang's waist began to slowly slide down and landed on Gu Yang's buttocks.
The next moment, Gu Yang screamed in pain in the air, and made a twisting turn in the air with Fan Yuan, almost falling down.
As soon as he landed, Gu Yang couldn't bear it any longer. He flapped his big wings and lashed Fan Yuan's back frantically, while his hands were still tightly holding Fan Yuan's waist, fearing that he would run away.
Fan Yuan lowered his head, looked into Gu Yang's eyes filled with anger, and smiled instead.
He bent down, picked up Gu Yang by his butt, and walked towards the house.
"Let's go, it's time to go back and do our homework. We've been busy for a long time."
While beating Fan Yuan's back, Gu Yang wrapped his legs around Fan Yuan's waist in a very cowardly manner, letting him hold him as they walked inside.
The two of them searched the sky, trees, and rooftops for a while, and finally sat down at the desk together, ready to study.
It was just Fan Yuan who was studying and Gu Yang was distracted.
Gu Yang was calculating the questions with a pen in his hand. Fan Yuan's words "Do you like me?" kept appearing in his mind.
Every time it appears, his heart becomes more confused.
He couldn't help but draw circles on the straw paper with the pen in hand. As he was drawing, his eyes fell on Fan Yuan's left hand, which was placed aside to press the pages of the book.
Fan Yuan is the most perfect male protagonist in the book "Fan Yuan". His appearance, temperament, figure, and brains are all first-class. Even his hands are slender and beautiful, and the lines of his finger bones are almost perfect.
Gu Yang stopped drawing circles with his pen tip, and he slowly extended his evil claws towards Fan Yuan's left hand.
Fan Yuan was studying very seriously when his left hand was suddenly grabbed by Gu Yang. He looked up at Gu Yang but did not resist.
Perhaps he knew in his heart that he had teased Gu Yang too much on the roof before, or perhaps it was some strange indulgence, Fan Yuan did not move and let Gu Yang grab his left hand and play with it.
Gu Yang grabbed Fan Yuan's left hand and used his fingertips to push against Fan Yuan's fingertips, index finger against index finger, middle finger against middle finger... until the fingertips of the five fingers were facing each other and then intertwined, forming a clasp of ten fingers.
Gu Yang and Fan Yuan held their left hands tightly together, and Gu Yang did not forget to secretly look at Fan Yuan's reaction.
Fan Yuan was still working on the questions, writing with the pen in his right hand, without even looking at him.
Gu Yang felt relieved and held Fan Yuan's left hand more and more presumptuously.
When he had held it enough, he loosened his grip, picked up a pen and drew a cute smiley face on the tip of Fan Yuan's index finger.
After drawing the index finger, he drew Fan Yuan's other four fingers, smiling, crying, and various cute little expressions.
After painting all over her fingertips, she pinched Fan Yuan's ring finger and drew a dark, ugly ring circle on his ring finger. After drawing, she did not forget to write the two capital English letters "gy" in the black circle of the ring.
After Gu Yang finished writing, he looked at the ugly ring and felt not very satisfied.
He raised his head and glanced at Fan Yuan secretly. Fan Yuan was still working on the questions.
So Gu Yang immediately changed to a thicker marker pen, pulled over the back of Fan Yuan's hand, and wrote carefully on the back of his hand, stroke by stroke.
After writing, he blew on it and looked at the four big black words "Fan Yuan's Tiger's Mouth" and was finally satisfied.
Gu Yang took out his cell phone and was about to take a picture of Fan Yuan's hand as a souvenir, but Fan Yuan suddenly took his hand back.
He was startled and immediately looked up at Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan was looking at his messy left hand, with little expressions on the fingertips, an ugly ring on the ring finger, two crooked English letters "gy", and four big thick black characters at the base of the thumb.
"Exclusively for Gu Yang..." Fan Yuan read out these four words softly.
Gu Yang heard it, his ears turned red almost to the point of bleeding, he turned his face to the side and stretched out his wings, covering half of his face, leaving a pair of eyes exposed so that he would steal a glance at Fan Yuan from time to time.
After looking at his left hand, Fan Yuan slowly put down the pen in his right hand.
Gu Yang's animal-like instinct made him sense the sense of crisis from Fan Yuan, and he couldn't help but move back with his chair.
Fan Yuan ignored him and reached out to take Gu Yang's evil tool, a black marker.
Even with the thick body of the marker pen, Fan Yuan could still spin it into a beautiful circle between his fingers. He spun the pen twice, then suddenly stood up with the marker pen in his hand and walked towards Gu Yang.
The strong sense of crisis made Gu Yang stand up and run outside, but he had only taken two steps when Fan Yuan grabbed his waist and pulled him back.
Gu Yang's back hit Fan Yuan's chest, and he wrapped his wings forward around himself. He raised his head and carefully observed Fan Yuan's expression from bottom to top.
"What do you want to do?"
Fan Yuan slowly spread Gu Yang's wings, pulled Gu Yang up with his arms, and made him sit on the table.
There was an exercise book under Gu Yang's butt, and he moved uncomfortably as he had been pinched by Fan Yuan before.
Fan Yuan was not done yet after pushing Gu Yang's wings apart, he raised his hand to unbutton Gu Yang's clothes.
Gu Yang immediately reached out and grabbed his collar tightly, preventing Fan Yuan from unbuttoning it, his lips trembling slightly.
"Fan Yuan, what on earth are you going to do?"
Seeing that Gu Yang was holding him tightly, Fan Yuan simply stood up and took out a small knife from the drawer of the desk.
"Whatever. The back of my clothes is torn anyway."
Gu Yang watched as Fan Yuan approached him with a knife and pushed him down, with his back pressed against the cold desk. He couldn't help but jump up and try to run.
Fan Yuan bent his knees and pressed down beside Gu Yang's legs. He put his hands on Gu Yang's shoulders to prevent him from moving.
He lowered his head and placed the tip of the knife against the collar of Gu Yang's shirt and smiled at him.
When Gu Yang saw Fan Yuan's smile, he knew that he would definitely not get any good result.
"Gu Yang, have I ever told you that I never suffer a loss?"
The next moment, the knife accurately and quickly cut open the collar of Gu Yang's shirt. The slit slanted all the way down from the collar, completely exposing the left side of Gu Yang's chest.
Gu Yang finally loosened his hand that was grabbing the torn collar and was about to push Fan Yuan again.
Fan Yuan raised his hand and threw the knife away, took the marker pen, bit off the cap with his mouth and spit it out, calmed down the restless Gu Yang, and touched the tip of the pen to Gu Yang's left collarbone.
I could feel the pen sliding back and forth across my skin, I could smell the unique scent of marker ink at the tip of my nose, and there was a bright light above my head, making everything visible.
Gu Yang's cheeks flushed red. He covered his eyes with one arm, turned his head away, and pursed his lips.
Fan Yuan wrote slowly and firmly, all the way from Gu Yang's left collarbone to his heart.
After he finished writing, he threw away the pen, let go of Gu Yang, looked down, and blew into Gu Yang's ear with satisfaction.
"Yes, it looks good."
After saying this, Fan Yuan stood up and left the study, leaving Gu Yang alone there.
Gu Yang lay on the table for a while before he got up and rushed into the bathroom.
In the mirror, on Gu Yang's fair chest, two large, flamboyantly written characters stretched from the collarbone all the way to the chest.
Gu Yang stretched out his fingertips and touched it, and his whole body slowly turned pink.
The two words are:
"Fan Yuan."
Gu Yang suddenly woke up and withdrew his hand. He immediately splashed some water on his chest. After wiping it a few times, he found that the two words were still clear, without even a hint of blur.
He rushed back to the study, picked up the marker that Fan Yuan had thrown on the ground, and carefully read the introduction on it.
"Your best choice - super waterproof marker."
There were footsteps at the study door. Gu Yang looked up and saw Fan Yuan shaking off the water stains on his hands. He looked at him with gloomy eyes. The four big words "Gu Yang's Exclusive" on the back of his hand were still conspicuous.
Apparently Fan Yuan also discovered the fact that this word could not be washed off.
Gu Yang was so scared that the marker in his hand fell to the ground, leaving a mark on the clean carpet.
He couldn't help but take a step back, thinking:
It's over. It's too late.
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