Because Gu Yang had laid his entire body on the wet painting, his exposed hands and cheeks were covered in paint, and even his earlobes were stained with colorful paint.
Fan Yuan took a hot towel and wiped Gu Yang little by little, from the cheek to the neck, and then along the neck to the fingers.
Gu Yang lowered his head, one of his hands was held in Fan Yuan's palm, being wiped carefully, while the other hand moved, grasping the quilt beside him with his fingertips, and slowly pulled it up to cover his body.
Fan Yuan wiped Gu Yang's hands clean, stretched out his fingers to pinch Gu Yang's earlobe and took a look, then stood up and left.
"I'll go get some cotton swabs to clean the paint off your ears."
Gu Yang nodded, and as soon as Fan Yuan left, he immediately fell on the bed, holding his pounding chest and curling himself up in the quilt.
He had some guesses about why he inexplicably grew bigger and returned to his previous size. He thought that the conditions were similar to those for growing wings in the golden finger of "The Nightingale". He would grow bigger when he was stimulated or his mood fluctuated greatly.
But there are some differences. This time, Gu Yang will only return to his normal shape when his mood fluctuates greatly because of Fan Yuan.
Gu Yang curled up on the bed, waiting for Fan Yuan to come back. After waiting for a long time, there was no sign of Fan Yuan. His body was slowly filled with a feeling of discomfort that he had not felt for a long time.
This feeling is the side effect of the golden finger that Gu Yang is familiar with and often appears in the previous golden fingers. Since the countdown of the golden finger of "Thumbelina" began, Gu Yang has not experienced this side effect for a long time. He once thought that this golden finger was very conscientious and had no side effects, but it turned out not to be the case.
It seemed that only when he grew bigger and was away from Fan Yuan for a long time would Gu Yang experience this side effect of feeling uncomfortable all over. However, because Gu Yang did not grow bigger very often and was always with Fan Yuan, he never noticed it.
At this time, Fan Yuan had not come back for a long time. Gu Yang stretched his hands out from under the quilt uncomfortably and scratched around aimlessly. He felt the discomfort in his body becoming more and more intense, gradually turning into a slight pain.
He slowly sat up from the bed wrapped in the quilt and looked at the slightly closed bedroom door.
"Fan Yuan? Fan Yuan? Where are you?"
Gu Yang called out several times but got no response, so he could only crawl off the bed with the quilt wrapped around him, stagger out of the room, walk out of the bedroom barefoot, hold onto the wall of the corridor, and move forward slowly.
Halfway through the walk, Fan Yuan appeared from the corner of the stairs with a box of cotton swabs in his hand. He was stunned when he saw Gu Yang wrapped in a quilt and leaning against the wall.
As soon as Gu Yang saw Fan Yuan, he stopped moving and stood there aggrieved, his hands holding the quilt trembling slightly, almost unable to hold on.
He stretched out a hand from under the quilt and reached out to Fan Yuan.
"Fan Yuan..."
Fan Yuan walked slowly towards Gu Yang, his dark eyes observing Gu Yang's expression thoroughly at the moment.
Gu Yang couldn't stand Fan Yuan's slow pace, so he took two steps forward, and his legs went weak and he fell onto the carpet.
He looked up, his emerald green eyes full of dependence, and greeted Fan Yuan in a low voice, calling Fan Yuan's name over and over again.
Fan Yuan then quickened his pace and walked up to Gu Yang who was lying on the ground. He looked down at him with a pair of unfathomable black eyes.
"Gu Yang, what are you doing?"
Gu Yang reached out his hands from under the quilt and grabbed Fan Yuan's trouser legs. His breathing became lighter and lighter due to the gradually increasing pain. He could not utter complete words. He just looked up at Fan Yuan longingly, his lips opening and closing, and he only called Fan Yuan's name intermittently.
Fan Yuan looked down at Gu Yang who was looking at him with his neck raised. Gu Yang was sitting on the dark carpet with his quilt half spread out. His overly fair skin formed a sharp contrast with the dark carpet.
The voice-controlled lights in the corridor went out at this time, and the bright moonlight outside the window shone down and fell on Gu Yang, making Gu Yang look even less like a human.
Fan Yuan bent down, pinched Gu Yang's chin with his fingertips, and looked down at him.
"Gu Yang, what happened to you?"
Gu Yang reached out and held Fan Yuan's wrist, his eyelashes were wet because of the pain, and he looked so fragile.
"Fan Yuan, it hurts."
Fan Yuan finally squatted down and half-knelt in front of Gu Yang. He leaned close to Gu Yang's eyes and looked into his emerald green eyes seriously.
"Where does it hurt?"
Gu Yang shook his head, choked, and said nothing.
He didn't know how to express the discomfort. The pain that spread all over his body was so fine and dense that he didn't know how to describe it.
Fan Yuan lowered his gaze slightly, loosened his hand that was pinching Gu Yang's jaw, and his fingertips also moved downward, slowly sliding across Gu Yang's neck, and asked him softly:
"Does it hurt here?"
Gu Yang nodded, raised his neck and let Fan Yuan's fingertips slide across his skin, and even moved his body forward involuntarily, leaning towards Fan Yuan.
However, Fan Yuan's fingertips immediately left Gu Yang's neck and continued to move downwards, landing on Gu Yang's clavicle. His fingertips gently stroked along the clear and obvious lines of the clavicle, and asked again:
"Here?"
Gu Yang leaned forward even further and rested his forehead against Fan Yuan. He nodded and rubbed his forehead against Fan Yuan's chest, as if he was telling about his grievances.
Fan Yuan's fingertips withdrew from Gu Yang's collarbone and returned to the corners of Gu Yang's eyes. Every time he asked, Gu Yang would get closer to Fan Yuan. In the end, Gu Yang almost half leaned in Fan Yuan's arms. But after Fan Yuan finished asking, he withdrew his hands, let his hands hang on both sides of his body, and did not even touch Gu Yang.
Gu Yang half-closed his eyes, pain sweeping through his brain, making his consciousness chaotic. He could only call out Fan Yuan's name over and over again.
Fan Yuan suddenly spoke, and his cold voice was like a sedative, entering Gu Yang's mind.
"Gu Yang, what do you need me to do? You have to tell me so that I can help you."
Gu Yang raised his head from Fan Yuan's arms, slowly raised his hands that were supporting the ground, stretched them towards Fan Yuan, his small Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he finally uttered his prayer.
"Fan Yuan, hug me, hug me."
The voice-activated lights in the corridor flickered on and off. In the darkness, Fan Yuan lowered his dark eyes and whispered:
"good."
He finally stretched out his hands, took his precious elf into his arms, and used his greatest strength and the hottest body temperature to hold tightly this elf that seemed like it would leave under the moonlight at any time.
The elf who had fallen into the trap closed his eyes tightly and leaned comfortably in the hunter's arms. The quilt fell to the ground, revealing his thin and pale back. Because of the slightly cool temperature in the corridor, he squeezed even harder into the hunter's arms, wishing he could hide himself in it and never come out again.
When Fan Yuan heard Gu Yang's comfortable sigh, he picked up the quilt on the ground and wrapped it around Gu Yang's back again, then simply sat on the ground leaning against the wall.
The change in posture allowed Gu Yang to climb completely onto Fan Yuan and curl up in his arms.
Fan Yuan reached out and touched Gu Yang's earlobe. The paint had dried and stuck to it. He touched it with his fingers, picked up the cotton swab box that had been placed on the ground, took out a cotton swab from it, and placed it against Gu Yang's lips.
Gu Yang shrank his neck and looked at Fan Yuan in confusion.
Fan Yuan said nothing. He held the back of Gu Yang's neck with one hand to prevent him from retreating. With the other hand, he held a cotton swab and slowly inserted it into Gu Yang's mouth to wet it. Then he took it out and, using the bright moonlight tonight, gently wiped the paint off Gu Yang's ears.
Fortunately, the paint is just some ordinary gouache, and it can be easily wiped off with a wet cotton swab.
Gu Yang lay on his side in Fan Yuan's arms, squinting his eyes and enjoying himself very much. His long legs stretched out from under the quilt, crossed and stretched out on the dark carpet.
Fan Yuan saw it out of the corner of his eye, reached out and grabbed a corner of the quilt to cover Gu Yang's long legs again.
Gu Yang stayed close to Fan Yuan. The side effects of the golden finger had gradually faded away. He moved his long legs that were covered by Fan Yuan's quilt again and smiled quietly.
He rubbed his cheek against the back of Fan Yuan's hand, pointed at his ear, and demanded:
"Fan Yuan, why don't you clean my ears for me?"
Fan Yuan paused while wiping Gu Yang's ear with the cotton swab, and looked down at Gu Yang who was lying on his lap and looking at him with expectant eyes. Unexpectedly, he did not reject Gu Yang, but bent down, exerted force, wrapped Gu Yang in the quilt, picked him up, and walked towards the bedroom.
"Let's go back to the bedroom. The light here is bad."
Gu Yang was being held by Fan Yuan, so how could he be dissatisfied? He forgot for a moment that he had returned to his normal body shape and was no longer the small palm-sized one before. He kicked his long legs happily twice, causing Fan Yuan, who was holding him, to stagger and almost fall.
The next moment, Gu Yang was hit by Fan Yuan through the quilt.
Fortunately, the quilt was thick enough and he didn't feel too much pain. But he didn't dare to move anymore and was obediently carried back to the bedroom by Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan sat at the head of the bed, took another cotton swab, and patted his legs.
Gu Yang immediately leaned over obediently, closed his eyes, and looked smug and ready to enjoy, waiting for Fan Yuan to clean his ears.
But Fan Yuan was in an unexpectedly good mood tonight, so he didn't say anything else and just gently cleaned Gu Yang's ears.
His movements were gentle and slow, and soon Gu Yang fell asleep. After he fell asleep, his mood gradually calmed down, and before Fan Yuan could clean his other ear, he became smaller again. Fan Yuan held a cotton swab that was almost as tall as little Gu Yang, and looked at little Gu Yang who was sleeping soundly curled up on his legs. He slowly put down the cotton swab, embraced little Gu Yang, turned off the bedside lamp, and lay down together.
Gu Yang slept comfortably. He thought that since Fan Yuan had started to kiss his paintings secretly, his attitude towards him would definitely change significantly in the future. However, Gu Yang found that he was overthinking. Fan Yuan was still the same Fan Yuan who forced him to study every day and did not give him any chance to slack off.
Soon, the 30-day countdown for the golden finger of "Thumbelina" will be over, and Fan Yuan and Gu Yang will also face the last exam of the first semester of senior year.
Because of his body size, Gu Yang wanted to wait until he was bigger before taking the exam, but Fan Yuan thought that the risk was too high, so he had to take leave and miss the exam. Gu Yang would take the make-up exam after he fully recovered.
On the first day of winter vacation, although he didn't have to get up early the next day, Fan Yuan still forced Gu Yang to study all day, and took Gu Yang to bed early at night.
At night, Gu Yang huddled in Fan Yuan's arms, staring at the palm of his open left hand.
On the small book on the palm of his left hand, the countdown of the golden finger of "Thumbelina" was displayed. As the time changed from 1 to 0, Gu Yang could clearly feel that his control over the plants was gradually disappearing. His body shape slowly grew larger and returned to its original appearance.
After recovering, Gu Yang tried to wave towards the wall, but found that he could no longer control the plants climbing on the wall.
Fan Yuan felt that Gu Yang in his arms had suddenly returned to his normal shape. He put his hand on Gu Yang's body without asking any further questions, his voice still hoarse with sleepiness.
"Recovered?"
Gu Yang nodded, squeezed into Fan Yuan's arms, rubbed his head against Fan Yuan's chin, and agreed softly:
"Um."
Fan Yuan didn't say much, but just let Gu Yang squeeze into his arms. He hugged the long-lost Gu Yang and tidied the corners of the quilt.
"Go to sleep."
Gu Yang pressed tightly against Fan Yuan. The intimacy of having their hands and feet entangled together made him feel extremely comfortable. He spread out his palms and looked at the frames that kept flashing the names of various fairy tales. He felt a little nervous.
Finally, the speed at which the fairy tale flashed slowed down and stopped at a name that Gu Yang was very familiar with - "Snow White".
"snow White"
Gu Yang repeated the name silently, nervously waiting for the changes that the golden finger would bring to him. However, until he could not help falling asleep, no changes happened to him.
As the moon gradually set and the sun rose, a little light gradually appeared in the bedroom behind thick curtains.
Gu Yang stretched out his arms in a daze, trying to hold Fan Yuan's waist, but his arms reached out empty, and instead he felt something in his arms.
In a hazy state of consciousness, Gu Yang reached out and touched his arms. It was warm, and seemed to be a child.
Is it a child
Gu Yang suddenly opened his eyes, looked down, and saw only a black back of the head.
At this moment, the child in his arms seemed to be waking up because of Gu Yang's movements. He raised his head slightly and looked over with a pair of black eyes that Gu Yang was very familiar with.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the bedroom was a little depressing.
Gu Yang looked down at Fan Yuan, who looked only about thirteen or fourteen years old, in his arms, and his brain froze.
Fan Yuan seemed to realize that something was wrong. He slowly sat up, raised his hand to lift his pajamas which had become much larger, and then looked down at his hands which had also shrunk a lot.
Gu Yang also sat up immediately, but couldn't help but lean back, leaning his back against the wall, not daring to say a word.
Fan Yuan stood up from the bed and almost tripped over his overly long trouser legs. He walked into the bathroom in silence with a cold face.
After a while, Fan Yuan came out and stood beside the bed. Looking at Gu Yang who was curled up in the bed wrapped in a quilt, he curled up the corners of his mouth and revealed a very cold smile.
"Gu Yang, can you explain?"
Gu Yang also raised the corner of his mouth and gave a very bleak smile in return.
"I, I'm not sure either."
He put one hand on the bed and felt something hard and smooth. He looked down and found it was a small mirror the size of a palm with a black back.
Gu Yang's face was reflected in the mirror.
Long black hair, skin as white as snow, and lips as red as blood.
Gu Yang suddenly thought of the description of Snow White's appearance in "Snow White": "Oh, how I wish I had a daughter with skin as white as snow, lips as red as blood, and hair as black as ebony window frames..."
Gu Yang guessed that if the small mirror that suddenly appeared next to him was a magic mirror, and his appearance changed into that of Snow White, then Fan Yuan’s change was because... there must be dwarfs around Snow White
He could never have imagined that his cheating golden finger would even have an impact on Fan Yuan.
Seeing that Gu Yang was just in a daze and didn't speak for a long time, Fan Yuan knelt on one knee on the bed, reached out and hooked a strand of Gu Yang's long hair, narrowed his black eyes and looked at Gu Yang's appearance at this time carefully. The deterrent power on his body did not weaken because of his smaller body size.
Gu Yang finally came to his senses, and he backed away even further, explaining in a low voice without any confidence:
"Probably... I'll be able to change back before the winter break is over... It's winter break anyway... It doesn't really matter..."
Fan Yuan repeated in a cold voice: "It doesn't matter?"
He simply got on the bed and sat in front of Gu Yang. Although he was much smaller than Gu Yang, he was still strong.
Fan Yuan put his hand on the back of Gu Yang's neck, forcing Gu Yang to lower his head and get closer to him.
"Gu Yang, how should I punish you?"
Gu Yang looked at Fan Yuan, who was much shorter than him at this time. Although Fan Yuan's tone and expression were indeed very intimidating, Gu Yang felt that Fan Yuan would not pose much of a threat, so he just blinked and said:
"I think that you may not be able to do it right now."
As he spoke, Gu Yang's eyes lit up, and he thought of something, and continued:
"And you said that if I could be bigger than you, you would let me spank you!"
Fan Yuan released the hand that was pinching the back of Gu Yang's neck, got off the bed, looked at Gu Yang deeply, put on clothes that were too big for him, said nothing, and turned around and walked out.
Gu Yang immediately crawled out from under the quilt, grabbed the palm-sized mirror, recalled the description in the fairy tale, and asked:
"Mirror! Mirror! Are you a mirror?"
At this time, Fan Yuan, who was walking out of the bedroom, suddenly heard Gu Yang's voice coming from his neck. He stretched out his hand and pulled out a pendant that suddenly appeared from his neck. There was a small mirror on the pendant, and Gu Yang's face was reflected in the mirror.
After hearing Gu Yang's question, Fan Yuan was silent for a while, then opened his lips to answer:
"yes."
Fan Yuan's voice was transmitted to the other side through the mirror and turned into a strange tone.
On the other side, Gu Yang, who was in the bedroom, looked at his face reflected in the mirror and heard the slightly distorted tone coming from inside, and immediately burst into joy.
"It really is the magic mirror! Magic mirror, magic mirror, please tell me where Fan Yuan went?"
Fan Yuan stood in the corridor, looking at Gu Yang in the mirror. After making sure that Gu Yang did not recognize him, a hint of interest appeared in his black eyes.
"Fan Yuan is preparing a gift for you."
After getting this answer, Gu Yang was a little confused. Did Fan Yuan prepare a gift for him
Why
But as long as Fan Yuan doesn't think of any way to punish him, it will be fine.
Then Gu Yang jumped off the bed, thinking that this time the golden finger was just average. Wasn’t it just a slight change to his appearance
He has experienced becoming smaller before, so why is he afraid of this
Gu Yang took out some clothes from the closet and just put on a shirt when he immediately felt a pain in his upper body, as if there were countless tiny sharp needles hidden in the shirt that kept pricking him. Gu Yang quickly took off the shirt and checked it carefully, but the inside of the shirt was clean. How could there be any needles
He took out another shirt from the closet and put it on. As soon as he put it on, he immediately felt the pain of needles on his body. Gu Yang had no choice but to take it off quickly.
Now he didn't dare to put on his clothes easily, and frowned as he looked at the clothes thrown on the ground.
What does this mean
Doesn’t the golden finger of “Snow White” allow him to put on clothes
The bedroom door was gently pushed open, Fan Yuan came back and quietly walked behind Gu Yang.
Gu Yang was only wearing a thin bed sheet at this moment, and the floor was littered with clothes. He was looking at the clothes on the floor in worry, when he felt a chill on his wrist, followed by a slight "click" sound.
Fan Yuan quickly locked one of Gu Yang's hands with the chain in his hand, and when Gu Yang looked back, he immediately locked the other hand.
Gu Yang was very familiar with chains, so he did not resist. He just looked down at Fan Yuan in confusion, who was only up to his chest at this time.
"Fan Yuan? What are you going to do?"
Fan Yuan looked up at him, and suddenly picked up Gu Yang, who was much taller than him, and threw him onto the bed.
There was another light "click" sound, and the chain on Gu Yang's hand was connected to the head of the bed, and he was locked to the bed by Fan Yuan.
Then Fan Yuan took out a feather and gently swept it across Gu Yang's chin. Gu Yang was ticklish and wanted to hide, but his range of movement was very small and he was soon caught by Fan Yuan again.
Fan Yuan used the feather to repeatedly sweep Gu Yang's chin and neck. Gu Yang kept laughing, and he exhausted all his strength while dodging back and forth. His long hair stuck to his sweaty neck, and he begged for mercy breathlessly:
"Fan Yuan, haha—stop! Stop now! I was wrong!"
Fan Yuan stopped when Gu Yang begged for mercy, looked at Gu Yang's wet eyes, and asked softly:
"Gu Yang, who is younger?"
Gu Yang looked at the feather in Fan Yuan's hand and pouted his lips in grievance: "I am young..."
Fan Yuan nodded and asked, "So, who hit who?"
Gu Yang turned his head away, revealing a wet neck with sweat. The bed sheet wrapped around his body was loose, revealing the skin underneath.
"You hit me..."
Only then did Fan Yuan throw away the feather with satisfaction, untie the chain that locked Gu Yang, and turned to walk out.
"Pack up and come down for breakfast later."
After Fan Yuan walked away, Gu Yang got up and complained while grabbing the magic mirror.
"Magic mirror, magic mirror! Tell me quickly, am I older than Fan Yuan now?"
A flash of light appeared in the magic mirror, and a positive answer came:
"no."
Gu Yang was stunned for a moment, then threw the magic mirror back into the quilt.
Then he remembered that he felt pain all over his body as if being pricked by needles whenever he put on his clothes. How could he go downstairs to eat
Go down wrapped in a bed sheet
The author has something to say: I’m late. I’ve been writing this chapter for a long time but I’ve never been satisfied with it. I hesitated for a long time between "Cinderella" and "Snow White", overturned several versions, and finally chose "Snow White".
I received a deepwater torpedo! Thank you very much! I also thank all the little angels who cast torpedoes for me and supported me until now! I bow! Love you!
Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2020-01-29 19:07:26~2020-01-30 21:52:27~
Thanks to the little angel who cast the deep-water torpedo: Which comes first, the future or tomorrow
Thanks to the little angels who threw grenades: 2 for Blackjack; 1 for My Heart Bandit Stone and 1 for Linnea;
Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Xiaojiu Busai, Yibotoudao, Caviar, 41608978, Weiguang, Yansheng, Xiaoyedi Xiaoma1;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: I am your elder brother Ye Ying 149 bottles; Smile Everyday 100 bottles; 丶? Which comes first, the future or tomorrow 50 bottles; 24819172 35 bottles; Scholar Who Walks the Night 30 bottles; Ji Yao, Rain 20 bottles; Emoticon Lover 15 bottles; Passing by, Ruo Song, Wu Wu Wu, Bai Yu Zhao Hua, zzzer0 10 bottles; Inkfish Shooter 9 bottles; Wu Fu, Girl Pink Heart, she..., Immortal by the Side 7 bottles; Qiu Shui, 33401196, Mana 336, Scarlet Flower Time Rain, Liu Shang, Saki 5 bottles; 41208554 3 bottles; Su Bai, Du Linfeng, Mirror Flower Water Moon, Mo Xinyu, ducky 2 bottles; Fruit Candy, Want to Sleep, Nuo Mengmeng, Liang, Baby Mom Loves You!!! ! ! , Fu Fu, Night Spirit Snow 1 bottle;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!