Chapter 2 Domineering School Prince's Wet Love 02 "...I want to lick his collarbone...

You could say Ye Ling was taking secret photos, but he actually put his phone against the person's face, so this was the most blatant "open photo shooting".

...He even found a poor excuse to let Jiang Lian take a selfie, seemingly quite politely.

This is really... Jiang Lian had a hard time coming up with a suitable description. The outrageous guy opened the door for the outrageous guy. This was outrageous to the extreme.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment. On the phone screen, his face was covered in absurd question marks; outside the screen, the boy's slightly widened, clear, innocent eyes were visible.

"Why should I help you?" Jiang Lian finally spoke in a cold voice.

Ye Ling's Adam's apple rolled, and he stammered, "No, I won't help... Forget it."

He decisively retrieved his phone, his movements so quick that it seemed as if he was afraid it would be snatched away. Anyway, this kind of daily small task had a high tolerance rate for error, and the system didn't strictly require it to be completed today. As long as he gradually made the male protagonist dislike him, it would be fine.

[I'll take secret photos next time!] He thought to himself, [Where I fell, I'll lie down... Oh no, I'll get up.]

When he was thinking, his hazelnut eyes rolled around unconsciously, more eye-catching than his short golden hair, and all his thoughts were clearly written on his face.

Jiang Lian: “…”

He is indeed a weirdo.

Ye Ling returned to Class 2 (3) of Senior High School with lingering fear.

Under the guidance of 778, he kept his head down the whole time, acting as a transparent person as described in the novel. He walked through the noisy classroom and arrived at the lonely single seat in the corner.

His seat was right next to a trash can, and the air was filled with a faint, sour smell of food scraps.

"Huh..." Ye Ling breathed a sigh of relief, held up a textbook high, and hid his face behind it.

The bell rang to signal the end of lunch break, and the students who had been visiting returned to their seats, and the classroom gradually became quiet.

Ye Ling was filled with excitement and curiosity as he experienced attending school for the first time in his life. Being treated as invisible was exactly what he wanted, allowing him to slowly adapt to his new environment and observe the human behavior patterns.

At the front of the classroom, Jiang Lian's gaze always unconsciously drifted to the corner at the back of the classroom.

I heard my deskmate whispering, "I really don't know what that freak is doing all day..."

"By the way," Jiang Lian suddenly spoke up, interrupting his deskmate's complaints, "Why is he blond and so white?"

"Ah... white?" My deskmate was stunned for a moment, frowning and thinking for a long time. He craned his neck to look at the drooping golden head in the corner. It seemed that this was the first time he had carefully observed the invisible man's appearance. "Hmm? He seems to have albinism, right? I've heard so."

Jiang Lian seemed to be lost in thought.

The memory of noon was still fresh in my mind. The man's eyes were indeed lighter than the average person's, like two round hazelnuts. But unlike a typical albino, his mouth was rosy red, adorned with a small, pointed bead. His eyebrows were dark brown, slender, and slightly curved.

Rather than a "patient," perhaps he's more like a character in a Japanese anime with a variety of hair and eye colors? He looks... unexpectedly exquisite.

Ding Ling Ling——

The school bell rang, breaking the dull atmosphere in the classroom. The students became restless like sparrows out of a cage.

Jiang Lian, however, was organizing his notes slowly and methodically, smoothing out each page carefully with his fingers.

The students had already started packing their bags, and as soon as the bell rang, they rushed out of the classroom. Jiang Lian, on the other hand, deliberately slowed down the pace of packing his bag, waiting until everyone around him had left before he slowly got up from his seat.

Ye Ling kept his head down, hiding timidly in that corner pretending to be a mushroom.

After a long time, he finally stood up and looked around like a thief. When his eyes unexpectedly met Jiang Lian, he trembled noticeably, then quickly retracted his neck, lowered his head and walked to the podium to wipe the blackboard.

There should have been two names on the duty roster in the lower right corner of the blackboard, but now only "Ye Ling" was left hanging alone, the other one had been roughly erased with chalk, leaving only a vague white mark.

There were two students on duty every day, but apparently, no one in the class wanted to be associated with this "weirdo." The classmate who was supposed to be on duty with him had long since disappeared, even his name had been erased beforehand, leaving him with no idea who he was.

Jiang Lian calmly withdrew his gaze and deliberately lingered for ten more minutes before picking up his schoolbag and leaving.

As I passed the podium, the scent of the boy's sun-dried cotton wafted over, mixed with the smell of chalk dust.

It really doesn't smell bad, and it even has a clean warmth.

——I’m so lucky today that he left so late!

Ye Ling still had his head down. He cheered in his heart for a second as a "perverted pervert", but then he nervously clenched the eraser in his hand.

Fortunately, Jiang Lian seemed to have finally stayed long enough. He left the classroom with his schoolbag without looking back, and didn't even spare a glance for the invisible person in the corner.

In this class, Ye Ling felt like an outlier. His gloomy and withdrawn personality left him isolated, with no friends or friends to talk to. Even if he occasionally forgot to hand in his homework, no class leader would rush him.

Everyone tacitly pretended he didn't exist.

As the male protagonist of this world, Jiang Lian wouldn't participate in childish acts of exclusion, but he also didn't have the sympathy to extend to a stranger. In his strict and self-disciplined life, studying and training already took up all his time, leaving him with no time to even play games with other boys.

Because of this, when the future heroine transferred to the school and was bullied, Jiang Lian's courage to stand up was particularly precious. He not only captured the heroine's heart, but also touched the hearts of thousands of readers.

Ye Ling cleaned the entire classroom slowly by himself. He walked out of the teaching building and just as he stepped into the quiet campus in the sunset, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Under the sycamore tree, the slender figure bending down to tie his shoelaces was Jiang Lian.

[778!] He was busy calling the system in his mind, [Why is Jiang Lian still in school?]

"This is a godsend! Even the world's will is giving the green light to your tracking mission!" 778 said excitedly, "The male protagonist swims 2,000 meters every day without fail for training. He must have just come out of the swimming pool right now."

778 also adds a note about the novel's setting, with a passionate voice. [Although the protagonist is a wealthy second-generation, he disdains the idea of ​​inheriting the family fortune and only wants to be self-reliant, creating a world of his own with his own hands! He loves swimming and not only possesses a high talent but also perseveres in his efforts. This is the key source of his su sensuality!]

[I see.] Ye Ling nodded as she listened, [Indeed, it's impressive!]

"That's right! Otherwise, why would he be so obsessed with a little pervert like you?" 788 excitedly urged, "That's perfect, hurry up and follow him!"

Ye Ling swallowed, clutched her schoolbag strap and followed.

Just as they were walking out of the school gate, Jiang Lian suddenly stopped and turned back as if he had remembered something. Ye Ling was caught off guard and almost bumped into him head-on. She hurriedly slammed on the brakes and hid in the bushes by the roadside.

"..." Jiang Lian raised his eyebrows, not sure if the other party was following him.

The stone pillars at the school gate, the ginkgo trees by the roadside, the shadows of the newsstand...

Ye Ling was like playing a real-life version of "Statue". On the way home from school, which Jiang Lian was very familiar with, she would twist her body to hide every few steps, thinking she was very hidden.

[Although the male protagonist is a sports student, he doesn't walk very fast.] Ye Ling raised his chin confidently. As a small bird, he was still very confident in his speed.

Jiang Lian stopped and walked along the way, as if he was performing a pantomime.

He first helped a trembling old lady cross the street, then stopped at the door of a convenience store for a long time, carefully selecting items from the freezer, and finally took out only a bottle of the most ordinary mineral water.

As he was walking, he suddenly squatted down to tie his shoelaces, which scared Ye Ling, who was hiding behind a telephone pole and peeking out, so much that she almost knocked over a trash can on the side of the road.

Whenever Jiang Lian made any sudden move, the boy following him would flutter and hide like a frightened sparrow, his golden fur swaying in the sunset.

Unfortunately, he was clumsy and the corners of his clothes would get caught on the railings or the straps of his schoolbag would get tangled in tree branches.

Jiang Lian: “…”

This journey, which should have taken fifteen minutes, was stretched to more than half an hour.

Jiang Lian finally swiped his card and walked into the glass revolving door of the high-end apartment. Ye Ling was panting with exhaustion, and the golden hair on his forehead was wet with sweat.

The task was accomplished, and he hurriedly turned into a dark alley at the corner of the street.

On both sides of the alley are old residential buildings built in the 1980s. The mottled walls are covered with moss, and the corridor is filled with a mixture of mold and oil smoke.

In order to closely follow Jiang Lian, Ye Ling specially rented a small room here.

Although it was only across the street from the luxurious apartment where Jiang Lian lived, there was a world of difference between them.

This room, barely ten square meters, was damp and cold, with an iron bed taking up most of the space. But for Ye Ling, it was much better than the rusty iron cage in the flower and bird market.

At least here he can stretch his wings freely!

As soon as he entered the room, he threw himself onto the bed, rolled around happily for a few times, then climbed up with messy hair and took out a notebook from the drawer.

The words "Observation Diary" were written crookedly in fluorescent pen on the cover, and a small heart was drawn in the corner.

778 reminded: [You need to keep a detailed tracking diary, including time, place, behavior... and imagination.]

Ye Ling picked up a pen and began to carefully record today's tracking results.

May 10th, sunny to cloudy

"I left school at 18:40, with a walking speed of about 1.2m/s (much slower than me!)"

"18:55 Target helps an old lady cross the street (What a nice person!)"

"7:10 PM The target buys mineral water at a convenience store (perhaps to replenish water after exercise?)"

778 strictly instructed: [Add the fantasy of a pervert! This is the most important thing! ! ]

【I know……】

Ye Ling muttered, her cheeks slowly turning red.

The pen tip hesitated for a long time before finally falling again: "He must look very beautiful when he swims... the way the water drops slide down his abdominal muscles..."

[Not perverted enough yet! !] 778 was as serious as the dean of studies.

Ye Ling gritted his teeth and trembled as he added a line of scribbled words.

"...I want to lick the water droplets on his collarbone."

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It’s hard to guess who will lick whom in the future~