Chapter 161: Kissing Yang Hong Separately and Getting Retribution

Gu Nan had a good sleep and felt refreshed when he opened his eyes.

After finishing the breakfast made by Qi Yan, I finally remembered to change the color of my down jacket before going out, so I held my makeup bag in one hand and carried the down jacket in the other.

After a day's rest, it's time for her to get back to work.

After changing clothes, Qi Yan put on a white down jacket, and Gu Nan sent him to the light rail station to catch the train.

Today is Friday, and he only has four classes in the morning. He has no classes in the afternoon. Gu Nan said, "I'll pick you up after school. Let's go to the hospital together this afternoon. I've already registered. Wait for me obediently and don't try to escape."

Qi Yan said "hmm", hooked her little finger and shook it back and forth, refusing to let go.

The look in her eyes was sticky, like melted cheese that would stretch into strings if you took a bite.

Perhaps the rapid development of the relationship last night had strongly changed his mind. Today, Qi Yan became obviously clingier, and his watery and clear eyes conveyed his shyness and closeness all the time.

Gu Nan chuckled and beckoned him.

Qi Yan bent down obediently, and put his pale face in front of Gu Nan, his long eyelashes like crow feathers trembling in anticipation.

Gu Nan kissed him on the lips.

Qi Yan was somewhat dissatisfied and refused to get up.

So Gu Nan kissed her again, not just a simple touch of the lips, but a gentle kiss.

The restless eyelashes finally calmed down, Qi Yan closed his eyes, and enjoyed this lingering farewell kiss.

Well... although we were only separated for one morning, it couldn't even be considered a separation.

After the kiss, Qi Yan was radiant.

He walked into the light rail, waved goodbye to her happily, with a rare smile on his lips.

Gu Nan watched him leave, went to the bathroom at the light rail station, put on some hastily styled "Shamatte" makeup, and returned to the slums to reunite with her sisters.

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The classroom is very lively today.

Some people were passionately discussing the public beta gaming experience of "The Land of No Self", while others were pointing out the scandal of the Yang family.

Yesterday, the incident of Yang Hong getting drenched in shit became a hot topic and caused widespread discussion in the school. Due to his usual arrogant behavior, most people took a gloating attitude.

Some wise people tried to restore the truth of the matter. Since they could not confirm the identity of the shit delivery man, they analyzed Yang Hong's social relationships.

There are three groups here: one believes it is an emotional dispute, another believes it is a social dispute, and the last group, which has the least support, believes it is all caused by Qi Yan.

As for why few people suspect that it was Qi Yan who did it?

1. Perfect evidence of his presence. 2. He was poor and had no money. 3. Besides the utter devastation Yang Hong himself endured, the Yang family mansion was also said to have been utterly destroyed. Qi Yan himself didn't have the ability to do that.

It was a big villa, the expensive and beautiful exterior walls were covered with obscenities written with spray paint, the windows were smashed, and feces were splashed on the door. The most important thing was that the wicked man dug up the sewage pipe of his house, and the sewage and feces sprayed high up, and the whole wall was covered with black and yellow stains.

Not to mention how much money it would cost to restore the villa to its original state, just this despicable yet extremely effective method of cutting off the source of the problem is a joke in everyone's mouth, and anyone can laugh at it. The Yang family has lost a lot of face this time.

"Evildoers will be punished by their own evildoers and will receive their due retribution."

"That's right, it makes people happy and makes him arrogant."

Yang Hong didn't come to class today, so his classmates were not so concerned and discussed and laughed at him openly.

Pei Xing and others sat in the middle, feeling a little uncomfortable listening to the discussions around them.

Especially Pei Xing, who was closest to Yang Hong yesterday and suffered the greatest impact.

Even if it was just a little splash on his clothes, he felt so disgusted that he didn't eat for a whole day. When he thought of Yang Hong covered in shit, every hair on his body stood up.

How much hatred and resentment must one have to make things so ugly?

Yang Hong vomited all day yesterday and ended up in the hospital. The incident later became a hot topic, and when Yang's father found out, he personally went to the hospital and gave him a very embarrassing scolding.

I heard that he was still going crazy in the hospital in the middle of the night and wanted to kill someone. The doctor prescribed a sedative and he calmed down.

They went to the hospital to see him before school today. Just one night later, Yang Hong became a little neurotic, with red eyes and messy hair, like a madman.

In order to cover up the stench of feces on his body, the perfume in the ward was so strong that it could kill people. They stood outside the ward, took a look, and then left.

Even from far away, you could hear his hoarse roars, vomiting and shouting for revenge.

If I wanted revenge, I would have done it long ago.

Yang Hong was furious, and his father was also very angry. He checked the surveillance cameras all night, but found nothing after a whole night. The surveillance cameras near the villa were hacked, and the other party was well prepared.

Until this morning, the Yang family had not identified a suspect.

This loss is inevitable.

Students at Tsinghua University talked about this matter again and again as if it were hot news after dinner, and Pei Xing, who was in the middle of it, felt uncomfortable every time he heard it.

"Who do you think did this? Big hero, from today on I'm her die-hard fan."

"It should be a competitor. I heard that the Yang family hasn't found anyone yet."

"Qi Yan..."

"Stop joking. How is that possible? If he had that kind of ability, why wouldn't he have said a word when being bullied by Yang Hong?"

Qi Yan sat in the last row of the classroom, head down, silent and invisible as usual.

A gray mushroom growing in rotten leaves can continue to grow peacefully forever unless someone deliberately removes its disguise and tries to uproot it.

Now that the wild boar that had been plaguing the forest had left, Mushroom could finally stretch his body and take a breath.

The bell rang and Qi Yan took out his sketch paper and started drawing.

The comic draft has been completed, and it's time to copy it down and compile it into a complete story.

Unable to afford a computer and a drawing tablet, Qi Yan could only draw comics using primitive methods, making line drafts, outlining characters, filling in colors, and finally scanning them into the computer for further modification and improvement.

I will draw a small part first and submit it for submission. After receiving the contract invitation, I will continue to organize the rest of the storyline.

He wanted to generate income as quickly as possible to reduce Gu Nan's burden. Moreover, comics were his dream, and he was looking forward to seeing this seed flourish.

He painted for the whole morning and counted more than twenty pictures.

It hasn't been colored yet, and he plans to buy some colored pencils after he goes to the hospital.

After four classes, Qi Yan walked out of the teaching building. Gu Nan was already waiting for him by the school road, waving at him from afar.

Qi Yan walked over quickly with the book in his arms, a faint smile on his lips, "Sister."

Gu Nan also smiled, took his hand, and stepped into the crowded crowd, "Let's go eat first and try how the food in your school tastes."

The classmates who had not yet walked far noticed that he and Gu Nan were holding hands and wearing down jackets of the same color. They were surprised and bumped into their companions' arms and gestured frantically.

"Qi Yan has a girlfriend?"