Chapter 36 My phone is on silent.

Su Yueming's body was very hot, like a big furnace.

Wang Yan was afraid of the cold, but with him by his side, he suddenly felt that winter wasn't so scary after all.

But before Wang Yan could even manage a smile, a corner of his memory was lifted, and he remembered being diagnosed with cancer.

He wasn't sure for a moment whether he would survive until winter.

Previously, he had no real feeling about death; what he felt most was resentment.

Because he was unwilling to accept this, he imprisoned Su Yueming.

And now, Su Yueming is lying beside him.

Moonlight streamed through the glass window, casting a silvery glow across the floor.

Wang Yan suddenly didn't want to die anymore; he developed an inexplicable fear of death.

Upon closer analysis, he discovered that these fears stemmed from his reluctance to leave Su Yueming.

So he unconsciously hugged Su Yueming tightly, wishing he could meld him into his chest and become one with him, so that they would never be separated.

Su Yueming sensed Wang Yan's unease and raised his arm to hug him.

"If I die, will you miss me?"

Wang Yan heard himself ask this question.

Su Yueming frowned at his words; he didn't like hearing such discouraging remarks.

“No.” Su Yueming said this deliberately. “If you can’t be by my side, I will forget you and start my new life.”

Wang Yan pressed his cheek against Su Yueming's chest, feeling the warmth from his body.

This isn't so bad, Wang Yan thought to himself. He wasn't someone worth remembering anyway.

But he didn't want to tell Su Yueming that.

Because deep within his heart, another thought was roaring, screaming with all its might.

"Don't worry, even if I die, I will haunt you as a ghost."

Wang Yan propped himself up and addressed Su Yueming, speaking slowly and deliberately.

Su Yueming shrugged, seemingly unconcerned.

He wished Wang Yan would cling to him forever, preferably in this life, the next life, and the life after that.

The next morning, the alarm clock rang like a death knell.

Ever since he started sleeping in the same bed with Su Yueming, Wang Yan has grown to hate alarm clocks more and more.

I found its sound particularly grating.

Especially recently, he has been finding it increasingly difficult to get out of bed.

Wang Yan turned his head to look out the window. A cool breeze stirred a corner of the heavy curtains. Could it be because autumn was coming?

After all, people feel sleepy in spring, tired in autumn, and prone to naps in summer.

He had just stepped barefoot off the bed when Su Yueming called out to him, "Wait."

Wang Yan turned to look at him, still a little sleepy, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mornings are inevitably a time of restlessness, and Su Yueming became even more uneasy after hearing Wang Yan's hoarse voice.

He coughed lightly, as if to make a show of it, "Don't step on the ground barefoot."

Wang Yan was somewhat surprised, "How did you know?"

"The sound of walking on the ground with shoes on is different from walking on the ground barefoot."

His long hair obscured his sparkling eyes. "I'll put on my shoes now."

"Okay," Su Yueming added from behind, "The weather's getting cooler lately, don't forget to bring a jacket when you go out."

She's just like an old woman.

Wang Yan suddenly remembered this sentence, but he liked it.

This means that someone cares about him and is concerned about him, a feeling he has never experienced before.

Wang Yan put on his slippers as Su Yueming suggested.

Following Su Yueming's advice, she brought a jacket with her when she went to work.

I arrived at the school and pushed open the office door.

Wang Yan immediately spotted Chi Qiu sitting at his workstation.

Similarly, Ikegaoka also saw him.

Their eyes met, and Chi Qiu waved to him, speaking first: "Come on, I brought you some local specialties from my hometown."

"oh?"

Wang Yan felt somewhat surprised, and also a little delighted.

He walked towards Chiqiu. This was the first time someone had brought him something, so he couldn't help but be curious.

"What is that?"

Chi Qiu stuffed something tightly wrapped into Wang Yan's arms, saying, "You can try it when you get home. I think it's quite delicious."

It feels heavy in my hand, and it's quite substantial.

You can even smell the aroma of the food when you get close.

"Has Auntie been discharged from the hospital?"

Wang Yan asked Chi Qiu with some concern.

"Yes, he's almost fully recovered now."

"That's good."

Wang Yan nodded, then thanked Chi Qiu, "Thank you for the gift you brought me."

"Don't be so polite with me." Chi Qiu waved his hand, his personality always carefree. "This thing isn't worth much money."

Wang Yan was not lying; he was truly grateful to have met Chi Qiu during his time working at the school.

It was Chi Qiu who taught him what a friend is.

Back at his workstation, Wang Yan still didn't open the package.

He planned to take it home and eat it with Su Yueming.

Liking someone means eating many, many meals with them.

Now that Chi Qiu is back, Wang Yan no longer needs to lead the class.

So when the teacher walked in, Shen Le'an's tense heartbeat instantly calmed down.

The teacher who came in wasn't Wang Yan; it was Chi Qiu.

Disappointment, utter disappointment filled Shen Le'an's chest.

So he took his phone out of his desk and sent a message to Wang Yan: "Teacher, why aren't you here to class today?"

A minute passed, ten minutes passed, half an hour passed, but Wang Yan still did not reply to his message.

Shen Le'an angrily stuffed his phone into his pocket, his eyes filled with an unfathomable darkness.

Actually, it wasn't that Wang Yan deliberately didn't reply to his messages; he was also in class.

He silenced his phone, so he couldn't hear any messages sent to him.

As the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class, Wang Yan finally took out his phone.

The screen showed Chi Qiu's phone number, and Wang Yan thought something had happened.

He answered the phone quickly: "Hello, Chi Qiu, what's wrong?"

"Why are you so nervous?" Chi Qiu teased him with a laugh on the other end of the phone. "Nothing happened."

"That's good."

Wang Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"But do you know what?" Chi Qiu asked, keeping everyone in suspense.

"What?"

"My classmates are actually asking me about you. Honestly, what exactly did you do?"

"I...I didn't do anything," Wang Yan said, expressing his innocence.

"He asked me where you went and if you were busy. How would I know? So I called you," Chi Qiu Ru said on the other end of the phone.

he?

Wang Yan frowned slightly. "Who asked that?"

“Shen Le’an.” Chi Qiu paused. “Oh, right, he said he has something to tell you.”

A hissing sound rang out, then silence quickly returned.

"teacher."

It was the sound of Shen Le'an.

Wang Yan recognized it in a second because his voice was a very distinctive youthful voice.

What do you want from me?

"Teacher, why aren't you replying to my messages?"

Wang Yan frowned slightly, but still explained, "My phone was on silent, I didn't hear it."

"Then how were you able to receive Teacher Chi's call?"