The atmosphere in the class was a bit strange. Zhuo Wan did not come to class in the morning. I heard that she took half a day off because her grandfather passed away.
Without Zhuo Wan, who usually walks briskly in high heels, the class seems to be missing something.
The third year of high school is a busy time. Zhuo Wan is not here, so the morning self-study class is supervised by the class monitor Fan Yuan.
Everyone was busy doing exercises with their heads down, and even Fan Yuan and Gu Yang were not surprised.
The atmosphere in the class was strange not only because Zhuo Wan didn't come, but also because of what Fan Yuan posted on WeChat Moments.
Gu Yang saw the circle of friends post when he was about to take a break from the morning self-study class and took out his phone.
He finished reading it expressionlessly, turned off his phone expressionlessly, threw it on the table, wiped his face, and pretended not to know.
Fan Yuan was clearly doing his homework, but he seemed to have eyes on the side of his head and took out the phone that Gu Yang had thrown back on the table.
It was obviously Gu Yang's phone, but he unlocked it very skillfully, opened WeChat, found the circle of friends he posted, and gave it a big thumbs up.
Gu Yang saw it and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Fan Yuan pushed the phone back to Gu Yang's desk and asked him:
“Why didn’t you like it when you saw it?”
Gu Yang knew that he couldn't force himself on Fan Yuan now, so he simply lay on the table, holding the phone in his arms, and begged for mercy from Fan Yuan in a very soft voice:
"I was wrong."
Fan Yuan reached out and ruffled Gu Yang's hair, and let him go, turning back to open a new page in the time book and writing three big numbers again:
940.
Gu Yang was full of questions and held Fan Yuan's wrist:
"I didn't do the questions wrong? Why did it take ten extra minutes?"
Fan Yuan paused for a moment and explained to Gu Yang very seriously:
“You didn’t actively like it.”
Gu Yang didn’t quite understand:
“Does that count?”
Fan Yuan placed the timekeeping board neatly in the middle of the two people's table without allowing any objection.
"Calculate."
Gu Yang admitted defeat and didn't intend to argue with Fan Yuan. Fan Yuan reached out from under the table, crossed Gu Yang's legs with his left hand, and held Gu Yang's left hand. Gu Yang moved and let Fan Yuan hold it.
The morning Chinese classes were moved to the afternoon. Today’s mock exam results have been released, but because Zhuo Wan was not there, their class’s results were also delayed until the afternoon.
Although the release of grades was delayed, for students like Fan Yuan who were still ranked first in the grade, there was no need for Zhuo Wan to announce it personally. By the end of the second class in the morning, almost everyone in the class already knew the results.
Gu Yang was not surprised at Fan Yuan's results. He was actually looking forward to his own results. He had a hunch that his results this time would not be too bad.
During the lunch break at noon, most of the students in Class 1 of Grade 3 chose to stay in the classroom and eat some convenience foods. Gu Yang and Fan Yuan stood up together and planned to go to the cafeteria. At least Gu Yang thought they were going to the cafeteria.
Unexpectedly, when they arrived at the cafeteria and ordered food for two people, Fan Yuan told the cafeteria aunt to pack it up.
Gu Yang was a little confused:
"Should we take some home to eat?"
Fan Yuan shook his head and just looked at him with a pair of deep dark eyes. The two of them held hands together and never let go.
There were quite a few people in the cafeteria, and the scene of Fan Yuan and Gu Yang walking hand in hand attracted a lot of people's attention. Fan Yuan is becoming more and more high-profile now. Fortunately, Gu Yang is also very open-minded and cooperates with Fan Yuan's high-profile.
Holding lunch, Gu Yang was taken to the sports storage room by Fan Yuan.
It seemed like they hadn't been here for a while. The closer they walked to the sports storage room, the fewer people there were. When they arrived at the sports storage room, the space suddenly became quiet.
The mat in the middle seemed to have been put away by the physical education teacher who came to get something. Fan Yuan did not drag another mat over, but simply took off his school uniform jacket and threw it on the ground, then pulled Gu Yang to sit on it.
After a morning of classes, Gu Yang was already hungry. At their age, they are growing and get hungry quickly. As soon as he sat down, Gu Yang opened his lunch box. After thinking about it, he helped Fan Yuan open his lunch box as well.
He couldn't wait to stuff a piece of meat into his mouth, but Fan Yuan pinched his chin.
His mouth was pinched into a goldfish's mouth, and he couldn't chew the meat inside. Gu Yang hummed vaguely:
"What are you doing... I want to eat!"
Fan Yuan put his lunch box aside, lowered his head and slowly approached Gu Yang, staring at his mouth.
"Gu Yang, I want to eat too."
Gu Yang put one hand on Fan Yuan's shoulder to prevent him from getting too close, and pointed at the lunch box with one hand, meaning that your meal is there.
However, Fan Yuan didn't even look at it. He just lowered his head and snatched the piece of meat from Gu Yang's mouth. The good piece of meat was moved to another place and swallowed into Fan Yuan's stomach.
After eating this piece of meat, Fan Yuan frowned, as if he was not satisfied with the taste of the meat.
“No taste.”
Gu Yang was stunned for a moment, and an idea flashed through his mind:
"No taste at all?"
Fan Yuan shook his head. He was irritated because of hunger and unhappy because the food had no taste.
Gu Yang picked up his favorite piece of braised pork and handed it to Fan Yuan's lips:
"Would you like to try a piece of this?"
Fan Yuan did not object. He simply lowered his head, bit the piece of meat and put it into his mouth. He moved his mouth and immediately leaned over Gu Yang and pushed the piece of meat back into Gu Yang's mouth.
Gu Yang chewed it doubtfully. The chef in the cafeteria was a great cook. The braised pork was fat but not greasy, and the meat was fresh and tender. It was very sticky when you took a bite. It was simply delicious.
"It's delicious. Doesn't it taste good to you?"
Fan Yuan shook his head slightly, his eyes fell on Gu Yang's moving mouth, and then slowly moved down to Gu Yang's artery.
Gu Yang felt a little scared when he was looked at. He couldn't help but touch his neck and asked Fan Yuan hesitantly:
"You won't... only be able to eat blood now, right?"
Hearing the word "blood", Fan Yuan immediately looked into Gu Yang's eyes. There was a flash of expectation in his eyes, but it was suppressed very well.
He turned around, picked up his lunch box, stuffed two big mouthfuls into his mouth, and swallowed them with a frown. He didn't look like he was eating, but rather like he was accepting punishment.
Fan Yuan took off the black mask on his face when he entered the sports equipment storage room. At this time, the black lines on his left cheek came back to life and were slowly spreading outward from his left cheek. Fan Yuan's black eyes became darker and darker, gradually turning into a completely black color with no pupils visible.
Gu Yang hesitated, put down the lunch box in his hand, and moved closer to Fan Yuan.
As Gu Yang approached slowly, when Fan Yuan was stuffing food into his mouth again, he actually bit off the chopsticks with a "crack".
Gu Yang looked at the broken chopsticks thrown by Fan Yuan and stepped back suddenly. The distance he had just managed to close was suddenly widened again.
Fan Yuan lowered his head, put down the lunch box in his hand, turned his back to Gu Yang, and said in a hoarse voice with great patience:
"Eat quickly, and then we'll go back to the classroom."
Such a hoarse voice made Gu Yang's heart skip a beat and he felt inexplicably distressed.
He thought of the scene in his dream where Fan Yuan was attracted by the blood and tried hard to restrain himself.
After all, it was Gu Yang who tempted Fan Yuan to swallow his blood. It was he who got Fan Yuan started and made him addicted, so he should be held responsible to the end.
Then Gu Yang began to eat voraciously. He felt that he would be losing blood for some time to come, so he should eat more to replenish his body.
He finished his meal and even took the lunch box that Fan Yuan didn't want to eat and took a few bites. After he finished eating, he couldn't help but burp.
Gu Yang wiped his mouth, thinking that Fan Yuan had brought out the complex physique after absorbing the power of the Dark God, and his God King physique should have been brought out as well. He wouldn't die from a lack of blood, so there was no need to panic.
Fan Yuan had his back to Gu Yang. The black lines had already crawled down his cheeks to his neck and then into his clothes.
Suddenly, a pair of hands appeared in front of him. Gu Yang hugged Fan Yuan from behind, and fearlessly raised his left wrist and put it to Fan Yuan's mouth.
Gu Yang rubbed his cheek against Fan Yuan's back, his voice a little muffled:
"Fan Yuan, I guess that Dark God might have something to do with vampires or something like that, so after you've deprived him of all his powers, you won't be interested in other foods. But it's also my fault for giving you this start."
As he spoke, Gu Yang simply pressed the warm skin of the inside of his wrist against Fan Yuan's lips.
"Eat it, but bite it gently. I'm afraid of pain."
Fan Yuan lowered his head, and the loose hair in front of his forehead fell down, covering his eyebrows and eyes.
He reached out and gently grasped Gu Yang's wrist, pressing his thumb on the artery, and seemed to be able to feel the hot blood flowing beneath the thin skin.
Fan Yuan's Adam's apple moved unconsciously. He was really longing for the fragrant blood hidden under this thin layer of skin.
But he didn't open his mouth for a long time, just kept sniffing gently.
Gu Yang knelt up, leaned behind Fan Yuan, rested his chin on Fan Yuan's shoulder, rubbed his ear against Fan Yuan's ear, and finally raised his hand to play with Fan Yuan's hair.
The soft black hair feels so good when it slides across my fingertips.
"Fan Yuan, you don't want me to cut my wrist and feed it to you, do you? I don't want to, just bite it yourself."
As he spoke, Gu Yang stretched out his free right hand, touched Fan Yuan's lips, inserted a finger, and touched a slightly pointy tooth on it.
Gu Yang noticed the tooth when he woke up this morning. Even though Fan Yuan was extra careful to avoid the teeth when he kissed him, how could Gu Yang not notice such an intimate act
Seeing that Fan Yuan was reluctant to move, Gu Yang simply pressed his fingertips hard against Fan Yuan's fangs. In an instant, a bloody hole was pierced on his fingertips by the fangs, and a few drops of bright red blood flowed out and fell on Fan Yuan's lips.
It was just a few drops of blood, but it seemed like a deadly poison, causing Fan Yuan to immediately hold Gu Yang's fingertips and swallow them.
Gu Yang felt a little sleepy after eating, and he felt his fingertips were tingling from Fan Yuan's constant swallowing, which made him even sleepier.
He simply relaxed his body and lay on Fan Yuan's back. He retracted the strength of his raised left wrist and began to fall freely.
When he was halfway down, he was caught by Fan Yuan. Fan Yuan spit out Gu Yang's finger, only to see that the fingertips were wet, but there was no wound.
Gu Yang stretched his finger in front of him and looked at it, then licked it uncertainly, and there was indeed no wound.
Sure enough, his God-King physique with super self-healing ability was also brought out.
Gu Yang saw with his own eyes that the black lines on Fan Yuan's body moved again. Fan Yuan finally held Gu Yang's wrist and brought it to his lips. He put his lips on Gu Yang's but did not bite. Instead, he asked Gu Yang:
"Gu Yang, does it hurt?"
Gu Yang put his right hand around Fan Yuan’s neck, and his whole body felt sticky.
"It doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt if you bite it."
As soon as Gu Yang finished speaking, Fan Yuan's fangs pierced into the skin on Gu Yang's wrist. The cold teeth were quickly warmed by the hot blood. Gu Yang could almost feel the blood in his body disappearing and replenishing quickly.
The physique of this God King is indeed abnormal, and the speed at which his wounds heal is even faster than Gu Yang's "Nightingale" golden finger.
Fan Yuan swallowed the blood very gently, and did not make Gu Yang feel any pain. Instead, his body began to heat up due to the rapid blood production. His bangs were soon soaked with sweat. Gu Yang rubbed his head directly on Fan Yuan's shoulder.
The heat came up along with a strange feeling, which made Gu Yang's kneeling legs gradually become weak, and his whole body began to slide down along Fan Yuan's back.
Fan Yuan simply turned around and hugged Gu Yang in his arms. He held Gu Yang's wrist with one hand and swallowed quickly, but his eyes were still fixed on Gu Yang.
Gu Yang lay on Fan Yuan's crossed legs, shaking unconsciously, then yawned twice, not forgetting to make jokes:
"Fan Yuan, after being bitten by you twice, I actually feel like sleeping."
Fan Yuan didn't say anything, his Adam's apple rolling as he was busy swallowing blood, but his other hand reached out and gently touched Gu Yang's cheek.
When Gu Yang closed his eyes and fell asleep, Fan Yuan looked up and let go of Gu Yang's wrist. He looked at the wound on Gu Yang's wrist that was disappearing quickly, and couldn't help but bent down and kissed him again.
Gu Yang woke up immediately when he felt himself being picked up. He stretched his legs and jumped off Fan Yuan. He opened his arms and stretched hard, then put his hands back into Fan Yuan's palms.
"Don't hold me. I can walk by myself. It's too conspicuous if I hold you in my arms in school."
Fan Yuan was well fed by Gu Yang at this time. He was like a lazy large wild animal, so he naturally agreed to whatever Gu Yang said.
He held the empty lunch box in one hand and held Gu Yang's hand in the other, and the two of them walked slowly towards the classroom.
Back in the classroom, the students who were busy doing their homework looked up at the two people holding hands, then lowered their heads tacitly and continued to do their homework.
This kind of thing is new after a second. The students in Class 1 said they are no longer surprised.
Zhuo Wan came back in the afternoon. Because of the class overlap, the two consecutive classes in the afternoon, starting from the first period, were Chinese classes.
Zhuo Wan is back, which means their mock exam results will be announced soon.
Looking at the stack of report cards in Zhuo Wan's hand, Gu Yang sat up straight unconsciously.
Zhuo Wan looked much more haggard, but she was still energetic, and her high heels made a clattering sound as she stepped on the ground.
She quickly handed out report cards to each student, walked to the podium, tapped the blackboard, said a few brief words about the students' grades, and then began to explain the questions.
Ever since the results were released, Gu Yang's straight back has never bent.
Fan Yuan is still the top student in the grade. They knew this in the morning.
But what surprised the whole class was that Gu Yang actually ranked tenth, tenth in the class. Because their class was a key class composed of the top dozens of students in the school, this meant that Gu Yang's result was tenth in the grade.
Gu Yang reached out and touched number 10 on the transcript, and couldn't help but show off a little to Fan Yuan.
"Fan Yuan, I'm number 10."
Fan Yuan was feeling full and lazy, spinning around with a pen in his hand and looking at the podium. At this moment, Gu Yang suddenly came over and spoke in a low voice. Fan Yuan did not move, but just looked at Gu Yang with his dark eyes.
Gu Yang immediately raised the corner of his mouth proudly towards Fan Yuan, pushed his transcript over to him, and pointed at the Roman numeral 10 on it with his fingertips.
"My grades were not impressive last time, but this time I ranked 10th in the grade!"
If Gu Yang had a tail at this moment, it would definitely be sticking up to the sky.
Fan Yuan also cooperated with Gu Yang. He picked up Gu Yang's report card and looked at it carefully from top to bottom. Finally, he gave his evaluation:
“The comprehensive science score is still low.”
The smug smile on Gu Yang's face froze. He snatched back his report card and put it under his arm. He turned his head away from Fan Yuan and said stubbornly:
"I don't care. Being number 10 is awesome. I have a 1 and a 0, which is much better than your lone 1!"
Fan Yuan slowly came over, pressed his body down, and hid himself behind Luo Gao's book. He bit Gu Yang's ear and whispered:
"For you, I have enough."
Gu Yang didn't react to what Fan Yuan meant at first. When he reacted, he immediately distanced himself from Fan Yuan and pressed himself tightly against the window.
He covered his ears and looked at Fan Yuan in disbelief.
Fan Yuan would never have said such naughty words before!
After Fan Yuan said this, he ignored Gu Yang's violent reaction and returned to his lazily listening to the class with his chin supported, as if the person who just said those words was not him at all.
But Gu Yang was not deceived by Fan Yuan's serious appearance. From his distance, he could clearly see the black lines on Fan Yuan's body slowly spreading outwards. The mask on his face could not cover it at all, and he had to turn up his collar.
Generally, when this black line grows wildly, it means that either Fan Yuan is hungry or Fan Yuan wants to kiss someone. Anyway, no matter what the situation is, it means that Fan Yuan needs to get some kind of satisfaction.
Fortunately, although Fan Yuan was affected by the attributes of the Dark God, he still had some restraint that had been ingrained in his bones, and did not suppress Gu Yangqin in class.
Even so, Gu Yang didn't dare to flirt with Fan Yuan anymore. He pressed himself tightly against the window and turned his head to listen to the class attentively.
When Gu Yang looked at the podium, he was stunned.
Zhuo Wan always spoke very fast when teaching, and never allowed her students to be distracted. She herself was also very focused, but during the time when Gu Yang was listening attentively, Zhuo Wan had been distracted several times.
Not only that, Zhuo Wan's complexion also looked much worse.
Gu Yang heard other students in class discuss this and knew that Zhuo Wan grew up with her grandparents. Her grandmother died early, and she didn't expect that even her closest grandfather had passed away now.
Somehow, Zhuo Wan's eyes suddenly met Gu Yang.
Gu Yang did not immediately avoid her sight as he did before, but stared at Zhuo Wan with a frown.
Then Zhuo Wan threw a piece of chalk at him, but it didn't hit Gu Yang on the forehead, but hit the book that was lying high in front of Gu Yang.
Fan Yuan didn't move, as if he had already realized that Zhuo Wan had no intention of hitting Gu Yang.
Zhuo Wan slammed the book on the table, put her hands on her hips and criticized Gu Yang:
"Gu Yang, what's wrong with you? You're not paying attention in class, and you're distracted when you see me?"
Gu Yang stood up and apologized very obediently, and promised to listen to the class carefully.
Zhuo Wan was stunned by his obedient appearance. She waved her hand, picked up the book and continued the lesson.
Gu Yang sat down, still staring at Zhuo Wan from time to time. He always felt that Zhuo Wan was not as free and easy as she appeared to be, and she was just pretending to be strong.
Suddenly Fan Yuan reached out and pinched Gu Yang's chin, forcing Gu Yang to face him.
"I can't accept it if you keep looking at Teacher Zhuo like this."
Gu Yang gently raised his hand and placed it on Fan Yuan's wrist, his eyelashes drooped, and suddenly said:
"Fan Yuan, we still have one last match."
Fan Yuan narrowed his eyes, as if he had guessed what was in Gu Yang's mind.
Gu Yang bent down and kissed Fan Yuan's fingertips, and finally held Fan Yuan's hand in his arms.
"Although the dream world is fun, I am already very happy to be able to stick with you every day."
Before Gu Yang could finish his words, Fan Yuan handed him the matchbox with a single match in it.
They had somehow developed a very high level of tacit understanding between them, and sometimes they could know what each other was thinking just by looking at each other.
Gu Yang picked up the empty matchbox and shook it, and the matches inside made a slight clinking sound.
When preparing for the previous dream world, Gu Yang gave the match to Fan Yuan to light it, so they entered the dream world related to Fan Yuan's subconscious mind. Then what if he gave this match to Zhuo Wan to light it
What Zhuo Wan is thinking about most right now is probably her deceased grandfather, right
Whether it works or not, it's at least worth a try, isn't it
But now there are still five days to wait for the matches, so there is no rush to hand them over to Zhuo Wan.
Gu Yang calculated the time and found that it was exactly the fifth day when he and Fan Yuan went to Zhuo Wan's office during the break before evening self-study.
Fan Yuan somehow managed to call Zhuo Wan out of the office, and the three of them stood at the corner of the stairs.
Zhuo Wan had a nonchalant smile on her face, and as soon as she saw Gu Yang, she reached out and patted his head.
"Tell me, what's so shocking about you two that you need to call the teacher here?"
Gu Yang didn't say anything, he just took out the matchbox from his pocket and handed it to Zhuo Wan.
Zhuo Wan took the matchbox and shook it in confusion, then frowned and became a little angry:
"You two, aren't you going to smoke secretly?"
Gu Yang quickly shook his head, pointed at the matchbox in Zhuo Wan's hand and said:
"Teacher, this is the latest type of scented match. It smells very soothing. I'll give you one."
Zhuo Wan's frown relaxed, knowing that Gu Yang was concerned about her. She took a deep breath and planned to put the matches away.
Although she didn't believe in any weird calming matches, she was also pleased with Gu Yang and Fan Yuan's thoughtfulness.
"Thank you, the teacher knows your intentions."
However, Gu Yang did not allow Zhuo Wan to put the matches away. He urged Zhuo Wan to light it now.
This wasn't a big deal, so Zhuo Wan took out the last match from the matchbox with strange patterns on it and lit it casually.
The glow of the burning match flickered in front of the three people, then quickly went out and disappeared.
Zhuo Wan sniffed it, but didn't smell anything soothing.
But she would not neglect the students' kindness. She thanked Gu Yang and Fan Yuan sincerely, and then urged the two to return to the classroom for evening self-study.
She watched Fan Yuan and Gu Yang walk away hand in hand in front of her without any concealment. Halfway through the walk, Gu Yang suddenly turned around, put the hand that was not held by Fan Yuan on his cheek, and tilted his head, making a sleeping posture.
Immediately afterwards, Fan Yuan pulled Gu Yang hard and dragged him away.
Zhuo Wan just thought that Gu Yang was playing a prank, and as soon as the students left, her forced calm expression immediately disappeared.
She leaned against the wall, and her usually energetic face showed fatigue.
"Grandpa..."
That night, Zhuo Wan experienced the longest and most wonderful night in her life.
This was a wonderful journey that she had never dared to imagine in her life. Although it was illusory and fleeting and would eventually end, it was at least a great comfort to Zhuo Wan.
The next day, Zhuo Wan arrived at the classroom very early. Not long after she arrived, Fan Yuan and Gu Yang arrived.
Zhuo Wan's eyes immediately met Gu Yang's. Gu Yang blinked at Zhuo Wan very innocently, then put his finger to his lips and made a "hush" gesture.
Looking at the two people holding hands and returning to the seats at the back of the classroom, Zhuo Wan smiled and shook her head.
Some people may be destined to be born extraordinary, which can create their unique life adventures.
The author has something to say: Gu Yang: I have 1 and 0.
Fan Yuan: I have one by one...
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