A few days after Xiao Miao left, life in the villa returned to normal. Fan Yuan would become thirteen or fourteen years old during the day, causing Gu Yang to want to go out and play, but Fan Yuan disagreed.
And Gu Yang discovered these days that Fan Yuan's favorability has not increased.
No matter what he did, Fan Yuan's favorability remained stuck at 30 points.
For ordinary people, 30 points is enough for a young couple to be together.
At night, Gu Yang sat on the edge of the bed, fiddling with his phone and sighing.
The bedside lamp was suddenly turned off, and Gu Yang's cell phone was taken away and confiscated by Fan Yuan.
"Stop playing and go to sleep."
Even during the winter vacation, Fan Yuan's biological clock was still terribly punctual, and he was very strict with Gu Yang. As long as Fan Yuan lay down on the bed and prepared to go to sleep, he would never allow Gu Yang to stay up late playing with his phone.
Gu Yang huddled beside Fan Yuan, opened the small book in his left hand, and stared at the favorability data on it in a daze.
These favorabilities not only concern the relationship between him and Fan Yuan, but also his life.
Gu Yang turned over and put his hands into Fan Yuan's arms.
He must do something and can't just sit there and wait for death like before!
The next day, Gu Yang woke up early. He had something on his mind and wanted to get up early. However, he didn't dare set the alarm clock because Fan Yuan was beside him. He didn't sleep well that night and opened his eyes at dawn in the morning.
Gu Yang carefully slid down from the bed, tiptoed out, and secretly closed the door.
As soon as he went out, Gu Yang's steps became brisk. He went to the bathroom in the guest bedroom to wash up, then ran downstairs to make breakfast for Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan usually cooks their three meals a day, and they occasionally order takeout. Gu Yang usually helps out by washing the dishes and has never cooked by himself.
But I've seen it so many times, I always have some common sense!
Gu Yang didn't want to make a complicated breakfast. Just cooking some porridge, frying an egg, and toasting some bread would be enough.
He placed the magic mirror next to the kitchen counter and asked while washing rice:
"Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, do you think Fan Yuan will like the breakfast I make?"
The magic mirror didn't answer, and Gu Yang didn't care.
He quickly washed the rice and started to cook the porridge. The toasting of the bread also went smoothly, but there was a problem when frying the eggs.
Fan Yuan likes soft-boiled eggs, but Gu Yang fried three eggs in a row, and either they were overcooked or the yolks were accidentally pierced. Gu Yang ate all the ruined eggs, and his face turned bitter.
"Magic Mirror, I don't want to eat fried eggs anymore. Will Fan Yuan like the breakfast I made? If he doesn't like it, then I ate so many eggs in vain."
A light flashed across the magic mirror, and this time it answered Gu Yang's question:
"He will."
Gu Yang raised the corner of his mouth and put the perfect egg he had fried with great difficulty into the plate. He looked at the time and found that it was still a few minutes before Fan Yuan usually got up. Gu Yang immediately ran upstairs.
In the bedroom, Fan Yuan lay on his side on the bed with his back to the door, breathing steadily.
Gu Yang quietly walked over and put his cold hand into the crook of Fan Yuan's neck, trying to scare him, but as soon as he put his hand in, Fan Yuan grabbed it.
Fan Yuan turned around, his dark eyes were clear, as if he had been awake for a long time.
Gu Yang tried to pull his hand back, but failed, so he let Fan Yuan hold it.
"Fan Yuan, get up quickly. I made breakfast for you."
At the end of his speech, Gu Yang suddenly felt a little embarrassed and lowered his head. His long hair was casually tied behind his head, and as he lowered his head, a few strands of hair hung down.
Fan Yuan held Gu Yang's hand until it was warm, then he let go and stood up to go to the bathroom.
When passing by Gu Yang, she stood on tiptoe and raised her head to lift the loose hair on Gu Yang's cheek and put it behind her ear.
Gu Yang looked at the closed door of the bathroom, covering his ear that had just been touched by Fan Yuan, and felt that Fan Yuan was particularly flirtatious this morning, even though Fan Yuan was now a short boy of thirteen or fourteen years old.
At the dining table, Gu Yang sat opposite Fan Yuan, observing Fan Yuan while eating breakfast.
In fact, he had eaten several fried eggs in the morning and was no longer hungry, so he just ate a little symbolically.
But when Fan Yuan saw that there was no fried egg on Gu Yang's plate, he cut his own fried egg in half and put it on Gu Yang's plate.
Gu Yang looked down at the half-solidified yolk at the cut of the fried egg, which was not flowing out, and felt nauseous in his throat.
He really didn't want to eat the eggs, but seeing Fan Yuan's concerned look, Gu Yang could only pick up half of the fried egg with a fork, slowly put it to his mouth, took a small bite, and swallowed it directly into his stomach without chewing.
Gu Yang swallowed a mouthful of food painfully. Just as he was about to take the second bite, Fan Yuan suddenly stood up, put one hand on the dining table, and reached out with the other to hold Gu Yang's wrist.
Gu Yang was stunned for a moment and looked at Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan turned his back to the window of the restaurant and leaned in front of Gu Yang to block the sunlight. He held Gu Yang's wrist and leaned slightly towards him.
"You made it yourself, so you don't like it?"
“Not really…” Gu Yang looked at the fried egg on the fork with some worry. He just ate too much in the morning and felt sick.
"I like it very much." Fan Yuan said, lowering his head to take a bite of the fried egg on Gu Yang's fork. He held Gu Yang's wrist and ate the remaining fried egg one bite at a time.
After finishing the fried eggs, Fan Yuan sat back in his original seat and continued to eat other food slowly.
Gu Yang blinked and covered his pounding chest.
Was Fan Yuan just... teasing him on purpose
No way? Has Fan Yuan finally gotten it
Gu Yang immediately spread out his left palm and looked at it secretly, only to be disappointed again.
Fan Yuan’s favorability is 30 points, and it still hasn’t increased.
After breakfast, Fan Yuan went to wash the dishes, and Gu Yang went into the bedroom and started to think of evil ideas again.
He tugged at his plain white dress, took out all the dresses he had bought before and laid them out on a bed, and began to choose.
It is said that men are visual creatures. Although Fan Yuan does not seem to have any special sense for beauty or ugliness, people always like beautiful things.
Gu Yang picked out a particularly complicated palace skirt. After putting it on, his waistline looked particularly thin. He turned around a few times in front of the mirror and immediately ran downstairs.
Downstairs, Fan Yuan had finished washing the dishes and was sitting there watching TV.
It's also strange. Usually Fan Yuan would read a book after breakfast, but today he was sitting on the first floor watching TV.
Gu Yang was wearing a skirt with a very tight waistline and walked slowly past Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan was still staring at the face of the morning news host on TV without reacting.
Gu Yang pursed his lips and walked towards Fan Yuan even more slowly, but Fan Yuan still did not react.
Don’t you like this style of skirt
Gu Yang rushed upstairs, changed into a fairy-like skirt, and repeated the same trick, walking slowly in front of Fan Yuan again.
Fan Yuan was still the same unresponsive Fan Yuan, and he didn't even look at Gu Yang.
Gu Yang glanced at the motionless favorability meter, angrily rushed upstairs and threw himself on the bed.
He fiddled with the magic mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and sighed.
"Magic Mirror, does Fan Yuan not like me wearing a skirt?"
The magic mirror flashed a light and did not answer.
Gu Yang buried his face in his arms and sighed again, the sound coming through muffled.
"Magic mirror, magic mirror, what should I do to make Fan Yuan like me more and more?"
The magic mirror held in Gu Yang's palm was pitch black:
"He likes whatever you wear."
Gu Yang didn't take the magic mirror's answer seriously. After all, this magic mirror sometimes worked and sometimes didn't, and it didn't seem like a real magic mirror.
"Thanks. I'll take that as my comfort. When I can wear normal clothes, I will wear a suit and make him look so handsome."
The magic mirror did not answer, and Gu Yang continued to talk to himself:
"Fan Yuan always pressures me to study. Otherwise, I'll go and do a few papers. Would he be happy to see me being so self-conscious?"
Having said that, Gu Yang got up from the bed, ran to the study and took out a few test papers to do. Gu Yang, who usually had Fan Yuan watching him before studying, took the initiative to start doing the test papers this time.
He frowned slightly and looked serious, as if making breakfast, wearing a skirt and studying were not important to him. The only important thing was to make Fan Yuan happy and make Fan Yuan like him more.
For this, Gu Yang is willing to do anything.
Fan Yuan rarely came upstairs this morning.
At noon, Gu Yang had lunch and went into the study to study. It was not until dusk that he excitedly went downstairs with a stack of completed test papers and handed them to Fan Yuan.
If Gu Yang looked carefully, he would find that the TV in the living room had never changed the channel from morning till now, and Fan Yuan had never watched TV seriously.
Fan Yuan took the test paper and looked through it. Gu Yang did it very seriously this time, but he still made some common mistakes.
Gu Yang looked at Fan Yuan flipping through the test paper expectantly, while he would occasionally lower his head to peek at Fan Yuan's favorability in his left hand.
However, Fan Yuan did not feel good about Gu Yang because he took the initiative to do so many test papers. He pointed to a few questions and said to Gu Yang:
"You have made the same mistakes on these questions many times. Why do you still make them now?"
Gu Yang was stunned for a moment, looking down at the motionless favorability indicator on his left palm. The traces of grievances still lingered in his heart and gradually grew bigger.
He did not take the test paper handed back by Fan Yuan, but threw himself into Fan Yuan's arms, opened his mouth and bit Fan Yuan's neck hard.
Gu Yang bit very hard and even tasted a hint of blood in his mouth.
After taking this bite, Gu Yang immediately stood up, turned around and ran upstairs without looking back, rushed into the bedroom, went into the bathroom, closed and locked the door, and sat on the toilet.
Fan Yuan looked at the test papers scattered on the ground, raised his head and touched the fresh teeth marks on his neck, then lowered his eyes.
He seemed to have over-amused himself.
Gu Yang huddled in the bathroom, but did not forget to bring the magic mirror in to talk to him.
He held the magic mirror, looked at his eyes slowly turning red in the mirror, and sobbed twice:
"Magic mirror, magic mirror, do you think Fan Yuan doesn't like me at all?"
The magic mirror did not answer, but instead reflected Gu Yang as black gas slowly spread across the mirror surface.
Gu Yang raised his hand curiously and wiped the dark mirror, and as he wiped, tears dripped onto the mirror.
However, no matter how hard he rubbed it, the mirror surface became darker and darker, and the black air lingering in the mirror enveloped him in darkness.
"You're such a broken magic mirror, you can't even reflect people now!"
Gu Yang was a little angry and raised his hand to throw away the magic mirror, but after thinking for a while, he put his hand back and held the magic mirror in his arms and sulked.
Suddenly, the magic mirror, which had been silent until now, spoke in a different voice:
"He likes you."
Gu Yang was stunned for a moment, then immediately picked up his sunglasses and found that the darkness on the magic mirror was still there, but the darkness surrounded him in the mirror but did not completely cover him.
"He likes you."
The voice with a changed tone repeated itself.
Gu Yang sniffed and felt much better.
"Thank you for comforting me."
Just as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the bathroom door, followed by Fan Yuan's voice.
"Gu Yang? Open the door."
Gu Yang listened to Fan Yuan's voice and almost stood up to open the door several times. In the end, he sat back on the toilet, buried his face in his arms, neither answering nor opening the door.
The knocking on the door lasted only a moment and soon stopped.
When Gu Yang heard Fan Yuan's footsteps leaving, he tightened his arms and hugged himself, only feeling more aggrieved.
After a while, the sound of a key opening the bathroom door was heard from outside.
Fan Yuan came back and opened the bathroom door with the key, and saw Gu Yang huddled up in a ball, sitting on the toilet, her long skirt draped on both sides, revealing her white legs.
When Gu Yang heard Fan Yuan coming in, he didn't look up. He still curled up there, and even his sobbing voice became smaller.
Fan Yuan stood at the door and did not go in, but just greeted:
"Gu Yang?"
Gu Yang turned his head and looked to the other side, with his back facing Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan was still standing at the door, extending his hand to Gu Yang, who had his back to him.
"Gu Yang, come here."
Gu Yang didn't move, but turned his head slightly and looked over secretly.
Fan Yuan stepped forward and said it again.
"Gu Yang, come here."
Gu Yang finally looked up at Fan Yuan, revealing a little face that was red from crying and a nose that was also red, looking pitiful.
"I don't want it."
Fan Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, turned around and wanted to lock the bathroom door, but Gu Yang thought that Fan Yuan was going to leave, so he didn't care about being wronged anymore, and immediately stood up, stepped on the hem of his skirt, and staggered towards Fan Yuan.
He threw himself into Fan Yuan's arms, grabbed Fan Yuan's clothes on his back with both hands, and accused him intermittently:
"Fan Yuan, you are going too far! Can't you just take the initiative to hug me? You want to leave when I don't respond after just two calls! How can you be so excessive!"
When Gu Yang pounced on him, Fan Yuan's body stiffened, he loosened his hand that was holding the bathroom door handle, raised his hand and picked up Gu Yang, lifting him up like a child.
"I'm not going to leave."
Gu Yang didn't believe it, and looked at Fan Yuan with tearful eyes full of doubt.
"real?"
Fan Yuan stepped back, leaning his back against the cold tiles of the bathroom, and hugged Gu Yang tightly, who was wrapped around him like an octopus.
"real."
Gu Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he still felt aggrieved. He buried his head in Fan Yuan's neck and talked about his grievances without any context:
"Fan Yuan, are you starting to think I'm troublesome? Are you starting to hate me? But I've said it before, a long time ago, I'm a troublemaker, but a troublemaker can't live without you. I'll die if I leave you, I'll really die..."
Fan Yuan let Gu Yang talk about his grievances in a messy manner. He supported Gu Yang with one hand and slowly pressed the back of Gu Yang's neck with the other hand, pressing it soothingly.
As he pressed, the freesia pendant on Gu Yang's necklace and the smaller version of the necklace ring collided with each other, making a tinkling sound that was particularly pleasant.
Gu Yang recounted his grievances several times in a confused manner, and finally took a deep breath and asked Fan Yuan carefully:
"Fan Yuan, do you like me?"
Fan Yuan continued to slowly press the back of Gu Yang's neck and did not speak for a long time.
Gu Yang waited and waited, but he never got an answer from Fan Yuan. The hope in his eyes gradually disappeared. He lowered his head, rested his forehead on Fan Yuan's shoulder, and whispered:
"It's okay, I can wait."
Fan Yuan's hand that was pinching the back of Gu Yang's neck suddenly slid down slowly, and his fingertips gently fell on Gu Yang's back. The slightly cool fingertips slowly drew a horizontal line on Gu Yang's back, followed by another slightly shorter horizontal line.
Gu Yang unconsciously arched his back slightly, moving his back closer to Fan Yuan's hand.
The tips of his ears turned red, and the heat spread from his small earlobes to his cheeks and limbs. He rested his forehead against the artery in Fan Yuan's neck, feeling the two words Fan Yuan wrote on his back.
Two characters, only eighteen strokes.
By the time I finished writing it, it seemed like it had taken a century.
After Fan Yuan wrote these two words, his fingertips returned to the back of Gu Yang's neck and pressed gently.
Gu Yang raised his head, stepped back slightly, and kept some distance.
He reached back and took the initiative to unzip the back of his skirt. As the zipper opened, the collar in front of the skirt became looser and looser.
Gu Yang raised his hand and held Fan Yuan's hand, pinching his fingertips and pressing them against his heart.
He raised his head, and looked into Fan Yuan's eyes seriously with his watery eyes.
"Fan Yuan, I want you to write it again, write it on my heart."
Fan Yuan's fingertips felt Gu Yang's hot body temperature, but he did not move for a long time.
He looked at Gu Yang, and time and space seemed to stand still.
After a long time, Fan Yuan finally spoke. His voice was cold and contained a hint of uncertainty, an uncertainty that had never been seen in Fan Yuan before.
"Gu Yang, I almost killed someone."
Gu Yang lowered his head and moved closer to Fan Yuan. Their breaths brushed against each other. He didn't seem to understand why Fan Yuan suddenly said these things.
"Although they didn't die, I took out all their eyes and crushed them in my palms."
Fan Yuan spoke each word slowly, his dark eyes fixed on Gu Yang.
As long as there was even the slightest trace of fear on Gu Yang's face, he would immediately let go.
When Gu Yang heard this, he first showed an expression of realization, and then felt heartbroken.
He knew everything about Fan Yuan from the book, he knew it all from the very beginning.
But Fan Yuan didn't know. Fan Yuan only knew that Gu Yang had heard Fan's mother's ambiguous complaints, but he didn't know that Gu Yang knew everything about him.
Fan Yuan was afraid that Gu Yang would be scared and regret his decision, so he was cautious and careful at every step. That was why his favorability level remained at 30 points and there was no further progress.
Gu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, then stretched out his hands and hugged Fan Yuan tightly, pressing Fan Yuan's head against his heart.
His heartbeat was so fast that the sound was transmitted from his chest to Fan Yuan's ears.
"Fan Yuan, did you hear that? The sound of my heartbeat."
Fan Yuan listened to the rapid heartbeat beside him and uttered "hmm" softly.
Gu Yang's fair fingertips touched Fan Yuan's hair, gently stroking Fan Yuan's black hair.
"Whether this heart beats fast or slow is up to you."
"Fan Yuan, I am not afraid of anything about you."
Fan Yuan's breath was choked. He listened to Gu Yang's rapid heartbeat beside his ear. His heart, which had been immersed in the abyss for a long time, also began to beat faster.
It was getting faster and faster, gradually becoming in sync with Gu Yang's heartbeat.
Fan Yuan turned around and pressed Gu Yang against the cold tile wall.
Gu Yang was still pinching Fan Yuan's fingertips, but saw Fan Yuan lower his head and gently draw the eighteen strokes on the position of his heart.
Eighteen strokes, just two simple words.
Written on Gu Yang’s chest.
With warm lips.
"like."
Gu Yang's left hand rested softly on Fan Yuan's shoulder, his palm sparkling.
Fan Yuan’s favorability: 35 points.
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