Gu Yang was carried back to the classroom by Fan Yuan, and he never raised his head during the entire journey.
When they reached the classroom door, Fan Yuan took the initiative to put Gu Yang down.
Gu Yang raised his head to look at Fan Yuan. Fan Yuan seemed very cold, but any small movement of his made Gu Yang feel gentle.
He knew that Gu Yang was embarrassed, so he took the initiative to let Gu Yang go.
Gu Yang reached out and grabbed the corner of Fan Yuan's clothes, put his arm against Fan Yuan's arm, and followed him into the classroom.
A few minutes before class, the classroom was in a mess, with students chatting and laughing. It was a rare lively scene in the senior class throughout the day.
They were all young boys and girls, and their curiosity about Fan Yuan and Gu Yang did not last long. In fact, they were tired of eating dog food, so how could they pay attention to Fan Yuan and Gu Yang as often as before
Gu Yang followed Fan Yuan through a group of classmates who were playing together and tugged at the corner of Fan Yuan's clothes.
Fan Yuan lowered his head to look at Gu Yang, and when he lowered his head, his body also turned slightly to the side so that he could hear Gu Yang's words more clearly.
Gu Yang leaned close to Fan Yuan's ear, covered it with his hand, and whispered intimately:
"Next time, carry me in."
The heat in Gu Yang's words seemed to stick to the skin of Fan Yuan's ears. The feeling was not uncomfortable, but rather a bit addictive.
"good."
The afternoon classes were still busy, and Gu Yang and Fan Yuan had no time to do anything except holding hands under the table and occasionally kissing behind the pile of books. Fortunately, the warmth Gu Yang gave Fan Yuan at noon was enough to keep Fan Yuan going until school was over.
As soon as the school bell rang, the students rushed out in a noisy manner. Neither Gu Yang nor Fan Yuan was in a hurry.
Gu Yang finished the last question, calculated it carefully, and then began to pack up.
The two of them were the last to leave, turning off the lights and doors, and walking slowly down the corridor.
Originally there was a little distance between the two people, but as they walked they got closer and closer, first their fingers tentatively hooked together, their eyes occasionally met, and their arms were put together.
When they reached the door of the teaching building, Fan Yuan's arm was already around Gu Yang's waist, and his hand slipped into Gu Yang's pocket and held Gu Yang's hand tightly. Their ten fingers were fighting in the same pocket, clasping and then separating, and they were having a lot of fun.
"See if there are any flower shops open." Gu Yang hasn't forgotten about buying flowers.
After getting into the car, Fan Yuan told the driver to find a flower shop and then raised the partition.
The partition was rising at a fairly fast speed, but in the eyes of the two people it looked like a turtle crawling.
When the car was halfway up, the driver saw from the rearview mirror that Gu Yang had sat on Fan Yuan, and immediately looked away.
Gu Yang hid himself in Fan Yuan's coat, put his hands through the coat and clasped them behind Fan Yuan's back, and asked Fan Yuan in a low voice:
"Are you cold?"
Fan Yuan pulled his coat closer and gently rubbed Gu Yang's ear with his cold nose:
"It's not cold now."
When Gu Yang heard Fan Yuan say that he was not cold, he felt happy and hugged Fan Yuan even tighter, calculating when Sunday would come.
"It's only Monday today, how about we go to the hot springs on Sunday night? It's just a little far away."
The car suddenly stopped, and Gu Yang remembered that the two of them were still in the car. He immediately got off Fan Yuan and looked out the window.
I don't know which small road the driver drove to. It was dark all around, with only a small flower shop with lights on.
"We're at the flower shop!"
Gu Yang and Fan Yuan opened the car door and got out, standing at the door of the flower shop and looked around.
The decoration at the entrance of the small flower shop was quite complicated, with an opaque bead curtain hanging inside. At this moment, a vase suddenly fell out from inside and shattered at the feet of the two people.
There was a faint sound of crying coming from inside, but it was vague and unclear.
Gu Yang was startled. The pieces of the vase were frozen to the ground by a thin layer of ice before they could fly far.
Fan Yuan stepped over the broken vase pieces and walked in front of Gu Yang:
"Go in and take a look."
When the beaded curtain was drawn, one could see the mess in the small flower shop.
Most of the delicate flowers were thrown on the ground, petals of various colors fell everywhere, and a woman was squatting on the ground crying.
Hearing the sound of the bead curtain being lifted, the woman immediately stood up, tears still on her face, and subconsciously she forced a stiff, far-fetched smile towards Fan Yuan and Gu Yang.
"Hello, are you here to buy flowers? The store is a bit messy right now. Can you take a look at the remaining intact ones? Is there anything you need?"
This flower shop looks very small. The woman seemed to have just experienced something. She was obviously very sad and upset, but she didn't want to let Gu Yang and the other two customers go, otherwise she would not have opened the shop so late.
Gu Yang didn't want to delve into other people's lives, so his eyes moved around the intact flowers and landed on the beautiful rose.
Although these flowers have been used to an obscene degree, Gu Yang suddenly wanted to give Fan Yuan a bouquet of roses.
"Please help me wrap a bouquet of roses, thank you."
The woman nodded and said yes, tears started falling again. She quickly turned her back and wrapped the bouquet while wiping her tears.
The bouquet was only half packed when a small door at the back of the flower shop was pushed open and a ferocious man with a ferocious face swaggered out, holding a small pink wallet in his hand.
When the woman saw it, she immediately put down the rose in her hand and ran over to grab it:
"You can't take it! What will happen to the child's living expenses for next month if you take it?"
The man easily pushed the woman away by her shoulders. His cloudy eyes turned and he saw Gu Yang and Fan Yuan.
"Hey, there are still people buying flowers this late? You have a pretty good business."
Gu Yang frowned and was pulled behind him by Fan Yuan's arm.
The man stuffed the small pink wallet into his coat pocket, walked over to the woman's half-wrapped bouquet of roses, fiddled with it a few times, then reached out and plucked off the largest crown.
The pose that had been prepared was immediately ruined. The woman panicked even more and turned back to apologize to Gu Yang and Fan Yuan:
"Um... I'm sorry... I'll... No, no, I'll wrap a new bundle for you now."
The woman pushed the man's shoulder and begged softly:
"Give me back my wallet, leave, don't come back, let's get a divorce."
It seemed that the word "divorce" irritated the man. He raised his hand, grabbed the bouquet of roses and smashed it into the woman's face.
The woman was so frightened that she hunched her shoulders and didn't even try to hide.
Fan Yuan stood aside, uninterested in all this, and even wanted to drag Gu Yang to another flower shop.
Gu Yang's brows furrowed more and more, but he still stepped forward and blocked the man's raised hand.
"If you dare to do this, I will call the police."
The man laughed angrily, then threw the bouquet towards Gu Yang's face.
Gu Yang immediately dodged backwards, but the thorns of the rose still scratched his face, leaving a small red mark.
Frost instantly gathered in Fan Yuan's palms, but Gu Yang blocked it and held his hand.
When Gu Yang's hand entered Fan Yuan's palm, the condensed frost immediately disappeared.
The woman screamed softly and began to bow and apologize to Gu Yang repeatedly, bending her waist to 90 degrees again and again, holding the man's arm tightly with her hands.
"Please go away. I don't want the wallet anymore. Please go away. Please."
The man spat on the ground and walked out in a swagger.
After walking a few steps, I suddenly realized that I couldn't lift my feet no matter how hard I tried.
Fan Yuan stretched out his hand and pinched Gu Yang's chin, staring at a tiny red mark on the side of Gu Yang's cheek for a long time, and in front of the woman, he lowered his head and gently kissed the wound.
A very thin layer of frost instantly formed on the surface of the wound, stopping the bleeding.
"Does it hurt?" Fan Yuan frowned slightly, and the aura around him became increasingly cold.
Gu Yang didn't care about being seen. He buried his head in Fan Yuan's arms and rubbed his forehead hard, causing the hair on his forehead to become static electricity.
"It doesn't hurt, not at all, because you kissed me."
The woman didn't expect that Fan Yuan and Gu Yang had this kind of relationship, and her expression was a little dazed.
The man who couldn't lift his feet from the ground was in a bad mood. This strange state made him more and more irritable. When he turned around and saw the intimacy between Gu Yang and Fan Yuan, he started cursing.
"Damn, what bad luck! I run into two disgusting little ducks here in the middle of the night!"
These words were too harsh. The woman suddenly exploded and shouted at the man:
"Go away! Go away quickly! Don't stay here! I beg you!"
The man tried harder to lift his feet, but he couldn't move them. If he bent down and looked carefully, he would find a layer of frost under his feet.
"You bitch, do you think I don't want to leave? Who wants to stay in such an unlucky place like yours?"
Fan Yuan raised his hand to help Gu Yang tidy up the messy hair on his forehead, then bent down and kissed Gu Yang's injured cheek, and suddenly walked towards the man.
Gu Yang pursed his lips slightly but did not stop it.
He believed in Fan Yuan, and believed that even under the influence of the evil mirror, Fan Yuan could control the evil surging in his body, just as he could swallow up his two former fox personalities.
Fan Yuan himself is a person with an oppressive aura. When his pair of black eyes look at people without emotion, it only makes people feel afraid. What's more, the malice in Fan Yuan's heart is infinitely magnified at this time. Except for Gu Yang, everything, even life, is dust to him and insignificant.
When the man with a face full of flesh saw Fan Yuan approaching step by step, his arrogant expression became more and more strange, and a hint of fear gradually appeared in his eyes.
He could feel the biting cold air slowly sweeping up through the soles of his feet, which he could not lift, and climbing up his calves with the coldness that could freeze a person.
Fan Yuan had his back to Gu Yang and the woman, and something like an ice crystal seemed to flash in his dark pupils.
"You, what kind of monster are you..." The man's words began to carry a chill.
The woman had no idea what the man was going through and thought he was going to start swearing and threatening her guests again. Her shoulders were clearly clenched in fear, but she was ready to go forward and push the man. After taking a few steps, Gu Yang raised his hand to block her.
"It's okay, don't worry about it."
Gu Yang turned to the woman and smiled, pointing at the roses that were thrown on the ground and were in a mess.
"Could you please pack me another bunch of roses? I'd also like to buy a bunch of sunflowers, is that ok?"
The thin woman nodded and turned to cut roses for Gu Yang. Her hands were shaking, for she was afraid that the man behind her would have a dispute with Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan took another step closer to the man and suddenly opened his right hand and pressed it on the man's chest.
Ice emerged from Fan Yuan's palm, almost freezing the man's heart, and then melted it instantly.
The man who had suddenly experienced life and death was already scared silly, his mouth was trembling from the cold, and he couldn't even speak complete words.
"You, you, you..."
Fan Yuan withdrew his hand and stared at the man quietly for a few seconds, as if he wanted to remember the man's face.
"I won't kill you just because he will be unhappy."
"roll."
As soon as Fan Yuan finished speaking, the man found that his foot, which he had been unable to lift, could finally move. He screamed, turned around and ran away, crawling.
The woman who was wrapping a bouquet of flowers heard the man's screams and her whole body trembled, but she never turned back to look at the fleeing man.
She carefully shaved off the thorns of the roses and wrapped the bouquet beautifully and elegantly. After wrapping the roses, she picked sunflowers and mixed them with baby's breath to make a huge bouquet.
Gu Yang took out the mobile phone from Fan Yuan's pocket, tilted his head, held Fan Yuan's thumb and pressed it on the phone to unlock it, then pinched Fan Yuan's thumb to scan the code to pay, and finally kissed Fan Yuan's thumb and returned the phone to him.
"Thank you, big money man."
Fan Yuan knew that Gu Yang loved to joke, so he indulged him. He followed Gu Yang's mouth with his thumb and pressed the corner of his mouth before retracting it.
The woman did not feel uncomfortable with the intimacy between Gu Yang and Fan Yuan, she just kept hunching her shoulders and her eyes were blank from time to time, her whole body was filled with fatigue and panic after being tortured by life.
Gu Yang took the bouquet of roses handed to him by the woman, but did not take the sunflowers.
"I'll give it to you."
The woman was stunned for a moment, then stood in front of Gu Yang with her eyes wide open, looking completely at a loss.
Gu Yang looked around the small flower shop. Although the floor was a mess, the surrounding arrangement showed that the woman had put a lot of effort into it.
"Since you can run a flower shop on your own and seem to be raising your children well... why can't you learn to protect yourself?"
The woman tightened her arms around the sunflower bouquet, wrinkling the wrapping paper.
Gu Yang didn't look at her again. He just said something nosy that the woman would have to rely on herself for the rest of her life.
He and Fan Yuan squeezed out of the flower shop and saw the driver standing at the door of the flower shop looking around.
"You're out? Are you okay?"
Apparently the driver heard the noise inside, but he didn't dare to go in without Fan Yuan's greeting, so he just stood at the door waiting.
Gu Yang smiled and shook his head at the driver, opened the car door and got in.
"Uncle, please take us home."
Fan Yuan got into the car from the other side. As soon as he sat down, Gu Yang placed the rose on his legs.
As soon as it touched Fan Yuan, the whole bunch of delicate roses immediately turned into ice flowers, and the deep red petals were stained with frost.
The partition inside the car was still blocking the view. Gu Yang tilted his head and leaned on Fan Yuan like a boneless person.
He raised his hand and fiddled with the frozen petals with his fingertips.
Fan Yuan's eyes were always on Gu Yang's fingertips. The crimson petals against the slender white fingertips were particularly beautiful, and also made people want to destroy everything.
"Aren't you afraid?" Fan Yuan suddenly hooked Gu Yang's necklace and forced him to look up.
The necklace tightened, but Gu Yang had no sense of crisis at all and looked over nonchalantly.
"Hmm? What are you afraid of?"
Fan Yuan loosened the necklace and held Gu Yang's wrist.
Gu Yang was touching the petals with his fingertips when he was suddenly grabbed by Fan Yuan. He failed to control the strength well and accidentally pulled off a petal.
"What do you think?"
The layer of frost on the petals slowly melted at Gu Yang's fingertips. A drop of cold water slid down Gu Yang's fingers, passed through the palm of his hand, flowed over his wrist, was contaminated by Gu Yang's body temperature, and finally dripped onto the back of Fan Yuan's hand.
Of course Gu Yang knew what Fan Yuan meant by "fear". Fan Yuan really wanted to kill that man just now.
He understood everything clearly and had no fear at all, he just subconsciously wanted to tease Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan looked at the water droplets on the back of his hand, seeming reluctant to wipe them away.
Gu Yang put the petals that he accidentally plucked into his mouth and chewed them. The bright red juice of the rose made his already red lips even redder.
Fan Yuan's attention was attracted by the flower juice at the corner of Gu Yang's lips. He lowered his head slightly and moved closer, as if he could smell the fragrance of roses in Gu Yang's mouth.
Gu Yang slowly pressed his fingertips on Fan Yuan's collar, then slowly moved upwards, grabbed Fan Yuan's collar and pulled him closer.
"I'm scared."
Gu Yang smiled at Fan Yuan. He had swallowed all the petals in his mouth, leaving only a bright color, but his teeth were so white.
The lines in Fan Yuan's shoulders and neck gradually stiffened and tensed, as if he was afraid that Gu Yang's word "afraid" would be followed by some words that he could not accept.
A thin layer of frost formed on the back seat, and the frost climbed up the car window, forming a beautiful ice crystal snowflake.
The driver sitting in the front suddenly shook his shoulders and turned on the heater in the car in confusion.
"Strange, it's already mid-March, why is it suddenly so cold in the car?"
Gu Yang raised his hands and hugged Fan Yuan's neck, with his neck raised high, revealing delicate milky white skin, with a black necklace wrapped around it. Despite the black color, there was a lovely freesia pendant hanging in front.
"I'm scared to death..."
Gu Yang put his ear close to Fan Yuan's and whispered softly, word by word:
"I'm afraid of you... it's cold there."
The thick frost that almost covered the car windows suddenly stopped thickening and freezing.
The air conditioning in the back seat of the car seemed to freeze for a moment. Gu Yang hugged Fan Yuan's neck and almost sat on Fan Yuan. The bouquet of roses was thrown aside.
Gu Yang, who had successfully played a joke on Fan Yuan, couldn't hide the smile on his lips, and his eyes were clear and bright.
Fan Yuan's fingers, which were originally lightly placed on Gu Yang's lower back, gradually increased in strength, and his fingertips pressed hard on the dimple of Gu Yang's waist.
Gu Yang’s smiling eyes widened slightly and his forehead rested on Fan Yuan’s shoulder.
Fan Yuan pressed Gu Yang's two small dimples hidden under his clothes with both hands. His eyes as dark as thick ink carefully looked at the expression on Gu Yang's face, trying not to miss any change in his expression.
He saw with his own eyes the pink color climbing up Gu Yang's cheeks, the color gradually deepening, spreading along the cheeks to the neck and earlobes.
Maybe there's a brighter color underneath the clothes.
Fan Yuan suddenly had this idea. He narrowed his eyes slightly and touched Gu Yang's hot cheek with his cold lips.
"Gu Yang, stop teasing me."
Gu Yang was now reaping the fruits of his own actions and was speechless. He could only stare at Fan Yuan with his watery eyes that were slightly red at the corners, but his stare lacked any momentum at all.
Fan Yuan finally showed mercy and let go of the hand that was pinching Gu Yang's waist, allowing Gu Yang to fall limply on him.
Gu Yang leaned his head on Fan Yuan's shoulder, and plucked the corner of Fan Yuan's clothes with his fingertips as if to vent his anger, twisting the neat corner of Fan Yuan's clothes into wrinkles.
Fan Yuan reached out, plucked a rose petal, and handed it to Gu Yang's lips.
Gu Yang raised his head and glared at Fan Yuan fiercely, his tone was also fierce:
"what!"
Fan Yuan pressed the crimson petals against Gu Yang's lips, speaking bluntly and without disguising anything:
"Gu Yang, eat it for me."
Gu Yang lowered his eyes and looked at Fan Yuan's fingertips pinching the petals, his lips slightly opened, and then closed tightly.
He kept warning himself in his heart:
Gu Yang! You've already lost a round! You must be tougher this time!
Fan Yuan pressed the fragile petals with his fingertips, and red flower juice was squeezed out. In the closed back seat of the car, the flower fragrance became even stronger.
"Gu Yang?"
Fan Yuan urged Gu Yang, this time his voice was a little softer, but still cold.
Gu Yang shifted his gaze elsewhere, not looking at Fan Yuan's fingertips, nor at the petals he was pinching.
Fan Yuan gently pressed the red flower juice on his fingertips on the corner of Gu Yang's lips, leaving an imprint immediately, like a flower blooming at the corner of Gu Yang's mouth.
"Want to eat?"
Fan Yuan, who was full of malicious intent, spoke to Gu Yang in a slightly softer tone. Although he was clearly a piece of ice, he melted the hardest part of his heart and carefully hid Gu Yang inside.
Such Fan Yuan, such Fan Yuan...
Gu Yang couldn't resist at all.
He took the petal into his mouth and bit Fan Yuan's fingertips to vent his anger. Although he said he was venting his anger, there was no strength in his words. It was more like he was acting coquettishly.
Rose petals alone do not taste good. Gu Yang just ate one himself just now, purely to amuse Fan Yuan, but he ended up making Fan Yuan addicted.
Gu Yang swallowed a petal, and when Fan Yuan handed him another one, he put his hand against Fan Yuan's wrist, his long black eyelashes trembled, and he complained in a low voice:
“It tastes terrible.”
Fan Yuan put down the petals and took out a candy from his pocket like a magician. It was the kind that Gu Yang liked to eat. The candy had been in his pocket and was already covered with frost.
Gu Yang watched Fan Yuan open the candy wrapper, and immediately opened his mouth, waiting for Fan Yuan to feed him the candy.
As a result, Fan Yuan stuffed the candy into his own mouth, and then stuffed the petals into Gu Yang's mouth.
Gu Yang closed his mouth and chewed twice with an expressionless face. Suddenly, he stood up by pressing Fan Yuan's shoulders, knelt on both sides with his legs apart, lowered his head and bit Fan Yuan's lips to compete for the sweetness in his mouth.
He fought for the sweetness, and Fan Yuan fought for the juice of the rose.
A not-so-small war broke out on the small battlefield. Gu Yang frowned, thinking that the enemy was strong and our side was weak.
Once the war started, it couldn't be stopped for a long time.
The battlefield gradually expanded and food and fodder became increasingly scarce.
Gu Yang was eventually defeated by Fan Yuan. He not only failed to get the candy, but also lost all the food and fodder.
Fortunately, the enemy army still had some conscience and gave all the melted sugar cubes to Gu Yang to comfort his defeated generals.
Gu Yang held the souvenirs given by the enemy in his mouth and comforted himself that they tasted not bad, at least they were sweet and cold.
The bouquet of roses that was forgotten by the two people was left aside. The crown of the largest flower in it looked a little pitiful, with only the center of the flower left.
Where are the petals
The petals are all in Gu Yang's belly.
The author has something to say: Question: What’s in Gu Yang’s stomach
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Gu Yang: Draw your sword.
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