Gu Yesheng didn't like eating in the cafeteria, so he took Yi Jiamu directly to the restaurant that he frequented outside the school. There were only two people, so he opened a separate private room without hesitation.
Yi Jiamu should have been full, but for some reason, as soon as he entered the restaurant, he felt a little hungry again.
Gu Yesheng ordered a glass of juice for him. At this time, seeing the child in front of him holding the cup with both hands and sucking, but maintaining such an expressionless look at the dishes in front of him, he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth: " Give you a pair of chopsticks?"
Yi Jiamu blinked: "Okay."
Gu Yesheng suddenly lost his voice under his bright gaze, turned around and called the waiter over.
Originally, it was enough for Gu Yesheng to order three dishes for a meal alone, but now adding Yi Jiamu, even ten dishes are not enough, and they are still being added one after another.
Gu Yesheng looked at the empty plates on the table, and smiled so much that his whole face was buried in his hands: "Yes, kid, it's quite edible!"
Yi Jiamu completely took this sentence as a compliment and nodded: "Grandpa said, you can cultivate well if you eat more."
Gu Yesheng remembered the school net announcement that Xu Yi had sent him before, and looked at him with interest: "Why, can you still practice?"
Yi Jiamu said: "Of course, I have been learning ancient martial arts since I was a child."
It turned out to be this practice.
Gu Yesheng raised his eyebrows clearly, settled the bill with the waiter, and pulled him out to go out: "After the meal, I will buy milk tea for you."
His fingertips were a little cold, and when they fell on his wrist, it seemed to form a cool and thin circle, gently wrapping the person in it.
Yi Jiamu's eyes swept across the hands held by the two of them, and when he heard that he went to buy milk tea, of course he had no opinion: "Okay."
After leaving the restaurant, entering the school gate, and then going to the milk tea shop, it almost spans half of the campus.
But under the temptation of delicious, all is nothing.
This time is the peak time for students to go to and from get out of class. Gu Yesheng was a highly anticipated existence in Chongxing, and when he walked on the road casually, he attracted the attention of passers-by. At this time, with the addition of Yi Jiamu, a new and popular figure, the silver-white broken curly hair on the forum photo is simply a symbolic existence. Walking in tandem like this, the rate of return has almost increased to 100%.
Gu Yesheng had long been accustomed to the feeling of being watched, but at this time, most of his eyes were still on the man half a step away from him, so he couldn't help but glance back.
Yi Jiamu didn't feel much under such onlookers, his eyes fell calmly at the end of the school road, and he wished he could fly to the door of the milk tea shop immediately.
When he looked up inadvertently, he found that Gu Yesheng was looking back at him, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"
With such an expression on this face, it's terrifying.
"..." Gu Yesheng was silent for a moment, suddenly he didn't know where to take out a peaked cap, and put it on Yi Jiamu's head without any explanation, and directly covered the silver hair with most of his face under it. All right."
Yi Jiamu: "?"
Gu Yesheng lowered the brim of his hat a little more easily: "Your face is a bit ostentatious, so don't show it."
Yi Jiamu glanced at him: "Can you still be swaggering?"
Gu Yesheng's movements paused slightly, and suddenly felt that what he said was quite reasonable, so he took out a hat from the storage space and put it on himself: "That's right, then I'll wear one too. ."
Saying that, he put his hands in his trouser pockets and continued to walk forward.
This time, no one really looked at Yi Jiamu, and all eyes were on him.
The light of the stars fell, and the five characters made of special materials on the hat reflected a colorful light - the most handsome in the universe.
Anyone who knows a little bit knows that when Gu Yesheng wears this hat, it means that he is in a really good mood.
Yi Jiamu bought the milk tea with satisfaction, and did not forget to settle the bill with Gu Yesheng: "I still owe me six cups."
Gu Yesheng: "Small meaning."
The dormitory building of the Institute of Spirituality is on the other side of the campus. The two returned the same way. When they reached the intersection, they were going to part ways. Gu Yesheng glanced at the people coming and going around, and suddenly suggested: "Send you back? "
Under normal circumstances, it should be normal for an Alpha to send an Omega back to the dormitory.
But when such a normal situation is placed on Gu Yesheng's body, it is inevitable that there will be a trace of disobedience.
Yi Jiamu obviously didn't have the habit of selling people's face, so he bluntly debunked: "You don't look like such a gentleman."
"It's really not." Gu Yesheng raised the corners of his mouth, "I just like to see how you look when you wear my hat. If you look at it more, it won't be a loss."
Yi Jiamu: "..."
Incredible reason.
But forget it, too lazy to refuse.
Holding the milk tea, he took two more sips and started walking again.
Just as he passed the intersection, he frowned thoughtfully and looked around.
For some reason, Yi Jiamu felt an inexplicable line of sight sticking to him from the beginning, very much like the wolves he encountered when he was cultivating in the mountains before. It was a feeling of being stared at as prey.
However, no suspicious figure was found.
Is it an illusion
When he returned to the dormitory, Sang Bei was lying on the bedside playing games as usual, and he didn't raise his head when he heard the movement.
Yi Jiamu sat down in his seat, took out the classroom materials given by Wei Lanbing, flipped through it, and asked, "Aren't you going to do your homework first? There are ten pages, and it will be handed in tonight."
Sangbei was just starting to play, and when he heard the trembling of his hand, he flashed his head, but it was too late to care about the dark screen: "Tonight? So fast?!"
Yi Jiamu pointed to the reminder sticker attached to the first page of the information: "As long as you open it, you can see it."
Sangbei didn't dare to continue playing games, and climbed down from the upper bunk in silence for a moment.
The Theory College is a special existence in Chongxing. Ordinary students like them have to enjoy special treatment and naturally have to bear a certain amount of pressure. In the theory college, as long as the assignments are not handed in in time, 1 credit point will be deducted. When the credit score is deducted to 3 points, you will have to face the school's suspension review, and there is no chance of opportunism.
Although Yi Jiamu didn't attend the class, he did the homework while reading the textbooks for self-study. The efficiency was very fast. Before the stars in the sky had set, he had already completed and sent them successfully.
At this time, Sangbei had just finished one third of the way, and his entire head was about to be bald: "No, how can you be so fast?!"
Yi Jiamu: "It's okay, it's all basic content, and it's not difficult."
Sangbei: "...It's not difficult, is it?"
He suddenly wondered if the two of them got the same assignment.
Yi Jiamu glanced at the time: "It's getting late, let's continue after dinner."
Sang Bei felt that his dignity had been trampled on, and said with a firm face: "Eat it yourself first, I want to stay on the front line and continue to fight for my homework!"
Yi Jiamu doesn't care: "Let's order takeout today."
Sang Bei is not like Yi Jiamu who has put his stomach in. He has not eaten anything all afternoon and is still hungry. Of course, there is no reason to refuse to order takeout, and he is even more moved by Yi Jiamu's understanding.
In order to express his gratitude, he also specially selected a classic fan art and pushed it to the past: "Mumu, look at this, I pressed the bottom of the box, Cthulhu's little black house, you deserve it!"
After eating, Yi Jiamu, who got the new spiritual food, hugged the pillow and read it on the bed, while Sang Bei returned to the table and continued to write.
Unknowingly, the night fell, and just as they were about to turn off the lights, their communicators vibrated almost at the same time.
It was Wei Lanbing's message for all members of the class group.
[Wei Lanbing (Monitor): Do a survey to see if there are any students who have not returned to the dormitory today, please give feedback in time. @all members]
Yi Jiamu originally just responded casually to the situation according to the format. Later, when the class group started to discuss it, he realized that something was wrong in the school.
It is said that since this afternoon, students have been attacked one after another on their way back to school. Some suffered only minor abrasions, while others had been taken to a nearby hospital. Up to now, there have been three cases of incomplete statistics alone. Obviously, the real number of victims is probably far more than these.
According to speculation, it was the group of gangsters with supernatural abilities who often made troubles nearby. They were jointly suppressed by the school professors once before, and they were quiet for a while, but this time they suddenly became active again for some unknown reason. Moreover, these people have learned to be smart this time. Among them, there should be night-type power users, so as to ensure that they come and go without a trace, and the victims can't even describe their appearance.
Although Chongxing is a school, it is no different from a complete city as a whole. Dragons and snakes are mixed, and it is obviously not feasible to forcibly block people. In the absence of any evidence at all, the school has nothing to do except try to find witnesses.
Sang Bei was shocked: "Isn't it, who is this? Are you so bold that even Chongxing's students dare to move?"
Yi Jiamu didn't speak, his gaze calmly glanced over the warning notice Wei Lanbing had just sent in the group, thoughtful.
I don't know if it was a coincidence or not. The targets of this attack were all students of their theory college.
The author has something to say: Night Narcissus: My hat is really good-looking, especially when children wear it~