Chapter 38

In the empty classroom.

Qiao You, who had come to his senses, still stared at the boy in his arms with that terrifying and paranoid look. He smiled and sighed leisurely as if he was joking, but his tone was extremely dangerous: "Xiao Xing seems to have hidden a lot of things from me."

It seemed that there were more secrets about Lan Yexing than what he had discovered before.

His reason told him that he should now be a gentle and qualified lover, respect the other person's privacy and give the other person private space. Even if they are already together, it is best not to continue to expose more of his shameful nature in front of the other person.

but…

It turns out to be impossible.

Human greed is endless. Once you get the person you want the most, you will want to go one step further in a despicable and uncontrollable way - for example, to monopolize everything about him.

He was eager to monopolize all of Lan Yexing's secrets and wanted to know Lan Yexing's whereabouts at any time. He wanted to mark every inch of Lan Yexing's skin and every organ with his mark, and even... He now calmly believed that just controlling his mobile phone was not enough. He wanted to sew his eyes into his body so that he could watch him every moment...

He knew that this was a terrible pathology, but he did not think that it was wrong.

Lan Yexing helplessly looked at the blond young man's dangerous and terrifying expression like a wild beast, and complained: "You said I hid a lot from you, but you hid a lot of things from me."

He continued to warn the other party: "And it's enough for you to monitor my phone, you'd better stop."

Including the last time with Janes, this was the second time that Qiao You knew the content of his conversation with others. If he still couldn't guess that the other party had tampered with his phone, he would be too stupid.

Qiao You looked at him with a smile and blinked innocently: "Xiao Xing, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Lan Yexing stared at him speechlessly.

Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, Qiao You suddenly leaned over and hugged the boy. His movements were extremely strong, but his deep and pleasant voice inexplicably contained a sigh of loss: "Xiao Xing, I just... don't want to go through those two days when I couldn't find you again."

Lan Yexing was stunned when the past was brought up.

Even though he knew that the other party was most likely pretending, he couldn't help but feel soft in his heart. He sighed softly, hugged the young man back, and said softly: "So I don't blame you for monitoring my phone, nor do I stop you from monitoring it."

The young man hugged him tighter, his cool blond hair rubbing against his neck, making him feel itchy for some reason. He remained silent, but his body language showed a deep and morbid attachment.

Lan Yexing's heart softened even more, and he continued softly: "I swear, no matter where I go in the future, I will tell you. As for my secret, if you are willing to listen, we can find a time to have a good chat. Of course, I also want to hear your secret."

He really wanted to know why Qiao You was being pursued by so many people with ulterior motives, and why he became the core of all conspiracies.

He didn't want to pry into the privacy of the person he liked - he just felt uneasy about the destination of the conspiracy that had not yet been fully revealed. He couldn't let anyone hurt the person he loved.

Qiao You still hugged the boy, his eyebrows and eyes were covered by his golden hair. In the blind spot of the boy's vision, his green eyes seemed to be burning with a raging fire. He rubbed the boy's neck with his nose tip in an ambiguous and affectionate manner, and a sickly and beautiful smile slowly emerged on his face. He hummed softly, and his breath dyed Lan Yexing's white neck red.

Then, seemingly casually, he asked, "Who is that idiot next door to you?"

Lan Yexing looked up at the ceiling speechlessly, but still answered obediently: "I really don't know him."

As he said this, a serious expression slowly emerged on his face: "But I have to tell you that I must contact him. I have things I must do."

Yan Min and the teacher who did not appear are both from the host. He must go through them to find the truth about himself and Xiao Song.

Afraid that his lover would think too much, he pushed the blond young man away, tiptoed gently and kissed his lips, smiling softly: "If I need help, I will tell you, okay?"

Qiao You looked at the boy quietly for a long while before a flawless smile appeared on his face. He seemed to be really convinced by the other party and said in a morbidly gentle voice, "Of course."

…

After having dinner with Qiao You, Lan Yexing went to his afternoon professional class.

Before class, the students' gossip mainly focused on Leon. Everyone was discussing where the missing former prince was now.

There was too little information, so no one discussed it much. However, a classmate whose family was relatively close to the royal family whispered his own news: "I heard that not only the police, but also the royal family has been looking for him. There is a spiritual power in the palace that can find people through blood connection. I heard that a blood sample of Her Royal Highness the Princess has been taken, and they are going to use the princess's blood to find Leon."

"I never thought the king would be so cruel to his own son. Not only did he not protect him, he also tried to find his son who had tried so hard to escape."

"Humph, this is the king who has the highest approval rating in the polls and is the most beloved in history. He is selfless."

…

Lan Yexing sat next to Janes, lowered his eyes and listened to the news without saying a word.

And in this class, he met Yan Min again.

Seeing that Janes was with him, Yan Min did not come over to disturb him, but just smiled at him friendly and sweetly.

Janes blinked when he saw this: "Does Xiaoxing know him?"

Lan Yexing shook his head: "I don't know him. Do you know him?"

Janes said "Ah" and smiled, "He is a poor child just like Su Lou. His whole family except him died in a strange fire. After the fire, he was adopted by the royal family just like Su Lou."

Janes: "Unlike Su Lou, he is said to have a good personality and good relationships with people. He is highly valued by the king, who raised him personally. He has been very low-key since he was a child and has rarely been exposed. Almost no one knows his whereabouts. I have only met him a few times at important banquets."

Lan Yexing frowned slightly: King...

He looked at Janes: "Have you seen the king? What kind of man is he?"

Janes slowly put away his smile when he heard that. When he tried to recall something, a clear fear slowly emerged from the depths of his pupils for the first time. When he was dominated by this fear that seemed to come from instinct, he subconsciously hugged himself with his hands, and even his breathing became disordered.

Lan Yexing's pupils shrank, and he quickly reached out and patted his shoulder, asking with concern: "Xiao Jian?"

This was the first time he saw Janes like this.

Janes is the only son of the Jane family, which together with the Yuan family almost monopolizes the national inhibitor market. The wealth of the Jane family is unimaginable. Even in a school like this, Janes is one of the people with the best family background.

He had never seen Janes afraid of anyone.

Why was he so scared just trying to remember something...

Lan Yexing frowned slightly, then reached out and gently stroked the other's back to comfort him.

At this time, Janes exhaled forcefully and finally recovered. He looked at Lan Yexing solemnly and answered his question: "I have seen him. I met him once at a dinner party when I was about eight or nine years old."

Janes grabbed Lan Yexing's wrist tightly and said, "He is the most terrifying person I have ever seen in this world."

Even now, when he tried to recall the old man whose face he could no longer remember, a shudder of fear would arise from deep within his soul.

It was as if the seemingly amiable old man was actually the most terrifying devil in the world.

"So," Janes looked straight at Lan Yexing, and said in a low and urgent voice: "Xiaoxing, no matter what the people behind you want you to do, you must not have anything to do with the king."

Janes: "There is also the fire-type psychic servant named Song Wen beside the king. Although he is considered Leon's uncle, he is completely loyal to the king and is much more terrifying than Leon. You must stay away from him!"

Lan Yexing stared in amazement at his good friend who had never shown such an attitude before. Just as he was about to nod, Su Lou, who was sitting behind them, lowered his head and patted Lan Yexing's shoulder with trembling voice: Janes and Lan Yexing were actually talking in a very low voice, but Janes' emotions were a little out of control now, so he could vaguely hear words like "king", "Song Wen", and "fire mental power".

Lan Yexing gently patted Janes' back to comfort him, and turned to look at Su Lou.

Su Lou suddenly raised his head and looked at him, his expression was panic and his eyes were red. He whispered in a trembling voice: "It's Song Wen!"

This statement was really incomprehensible, but Lan Yexing understood immediately: before the fire that year, the royal member who went to Su Lou's house was Song Wen!

Lan Yexing was shocked: So, was the fire at Qiao You's house also related to Song Wen?

Does Qiao You know about this?

Lan Yexing stared at Su Lou. He didn't care that he didn't know him well, and asked in a low voice, "What else do you know?"

Su Lou was stunned for a moment. He hadn’t had a friend for a long time. He felt a sense of joy and excitement when someone came to ask him something. He stammered, “Song Wen is responsible for taking care of Yan Min in the palace. I’ve only met him once… but he seems…”

Lan Yexing leaned over and immediately asked, "Like what?"

It was the first time that Su Lou saw someone suddenly so close to him, and his face suddenly turned red. He opened his mouth nervously -

He originally wanted to say that Song Wen's mental power, which he had seen once with his own eyes, did not seem to be of the fire type.

But then I thought about it again, the mental power that Song Wen publicly displayed was of the fire type. In the few occasions when the king appeared in front of the media to celebrate the country, Song Wen, as the chief aide-de-camp of the royal family, had used his fire mental power to light salutes in public more than once.

He suspected that he remembered it wrongly and was afraid of misleading the other party, so he stammered and blushed, "Nothing. Jane, Janes is right, you just need to be careful of him. The king has entrusted all the dirty work to him. Let me make it clear first that I am not concerned about you!"

Janes turned around with a subtle expression and glanced at Su Lou coldly.

Lan Yexing was not in the mood to pay attention to Su Lou's strange behavior. He thanked him sincerely and turned around, leaving Su Lou with an unconcealed look on his face.

Then the professor came in and they started the class.

Perhaps because he was worried, Lan Yexing was absent-minded in class, which was rare for him. He was dependent on and subconsciously stroking the gold star pendant on his mobile phone throughout the class.

Janes looked at him worriedly, but said nothing.

But after class, Yan Min seemed to be walking past Lan Yexing casually, and then seemed to fall to the ground accidentally. Lan Yexing reached out to hold him up. The omega thanked Lan Yexing gently, and then left through the back door as if nothing had happened.

Lan Yexing pursed her lips and said nothing.

It was only when the lecture hall became empty again and Janes went to take an evening elective course that Lan Yexing sat alone in the classroom that he opened the note Yan Min had just stuffed into his hand with an expressionless face:

[Xiao Xing, be careful of the real Song Wen, Mr. Song]

The three words "Teacher Song" were written in heavy letters, obviously a hint of some kind.

Lan Yexing frowned suddenly:

In other words, the administrative teacher sent by the host is most likely Song Wen.

But what does “real” mean?

After thinking for a moment, he turned off his phone and looked at his right wrist - his phone should have been monitored by the other party since he left Qiao You's dormitory.

Therefore, it is highly likely that Qiao You now knows about Xiao Song's existence.

What he wanted to hide from him this time was not about Xiao Song, but about Song Wen.

Song Wen was related to the host and was very likely related to the death of Qiao You's parents. He was also such a dangerous person. Before he got the correct information, he couldn't let Qiao You be disturbed by Song Wen. He absolutely couldn't let him take risks.

Fumbling with the turned-off phone, he asked, "Xiao Song, how much do you know about Song Wen?"

The system's voice sounded immediately, sounding extremely warm in the empty classroom: [I only know that he is Leon's uncle, and his mental power is indeed fire-type. He should be the most powerful fire-type mentalist at present.]

Lan Yexing gently touched the display screen: "I understand, thank you."

After that, he decided to go eat alone - during lunch, Qiao You told him that he had a club meeting in the evening and could not accompany him. Lan Yexing felt that everyone was a student and it was normal for them to have their own things, so he did not ask much. Qiao You also questioned him meaningfully that he did not seem to care about him enough.

Thinking of this little thing, Lan Yexing's face showed an extremely soft expression. He opened his mobile phone and neatly sent a message to ask the other party how the meeting went. However, Qiao You, who almost replied to messages within seconds these days, had not replied yet.

Lan Yexing didn't take it seriously and just thought that the other party was still in the meeting.

Just as he was about to turn off his phone and go eat, he was startled when his finger accidentally slid across the hysterical message that Lin Qian had sent him earlier:

The hand holding the phone tightened, and he suddenly remembered something extremely strange...

Lan Yexing sat down again, took a deep breath, and spoke in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Song, I remember that on Monday, which is today, there will be a strategy event. Bai Qu used my identity to make an appointment with Qiao You to go to the abandoned studio. Lin Qian will meet Qiao You in the studio."

Lan Yexing: "Logically speaking, Bai Qu is in the hospital, Lin Qian and Leon are missing, I should have completed this task, why didn't you remind me to add points?"

Xiao Song was also stunned when he heard this. The display screen emitted a cold light, and countless data quickly shuttled through it. After checking the results, the system slowly spoke: […Host, this task has not been completed…]

In other words, Lin Qian is now in that abandoned studio, and Qiao You is also...

With a soft "bang" sound, Lan Yexing strode out of the classroom and walked towards the abandoned studio in the Academy of Fine Arts.

Countless tangled lines flashed through his mind: Qiao You monitored his phone and may have seen the message Lin Qian sent him; Lin Qian may know Leon's whereabouts; Leon; the royal family is using blood affinity to send people to find Leon, and may send Song Wen to do this; Song Wen is suspected of using fire mental power to kill many people and is trusted by the king; Qiao You's parents died in a fire; Qiao You was almost not at home during the two days of the holiday...

Lan Yexing knew that as long as he sat down and thought about it calmly, he would be able to figure out the connections, but he didn't want to stop at all.

He ran desperately in the campus shrouded in the setting sun. He kept running until his legs were sore and he could hardly breathe - now, he just wanted to be with that person.

No matter what that person was planning or what he was going to do, he wanted to at least be by his side - to accompany him and protect him...

Even though the blond young man was a big bastard who couldn't tolerate his lover keeping secrets from him, who was domineering and forceful and wanted to interfere in everything his lover did, but would not reveal anything about his own affairs to his lover.

…

After running for an unknown amount of time, Lan Yexing finally reached his destination.

At this time, night had completely fallen, and the old building of the Academy of Fine Arts, which was under repair and had no students in it, looked even more gloomy.

Lan Yexing had no time to stop or to be afraid. He climbed up to the third floor, gasping for breath. With messy black hair and flushed cheeks, he stood breathlessly in front of a dilapidated classroom.

Even though he was just standing at the dark door, he could faintly smell the terrible smell of blood.

Barely having time to take a deep breath, he pushed the door open.

With eyes that had adapted to the darkness, Lan Yexing could see everything in front of him very clearly. His body froze and he suddenly opened his eyes wide:

The ground was covered with disgusting thick blood, almost filling up the entire abandoned room...

Leon and Lin Qian were tied to a chair, with horrible cuts all over their bodies. Their lives were in danger. Their eyes had almost lost focus, and countless sticky blood flowed from their bodies. They had almost become bloody people...

Lying in a pool of blood on the ground were two red-haired male alphas with their internal organs spilled all over the floor. It was obvious that they had lost their lives.

What was extremely creepy was that the two alphas had the exact same face, even the ugly thumb-sized mole on the tip of their noses was exactly the same, there was no difference at all...

Lan Yexing immediately retched, but he didn't have time to vomit before he strode in. He stepped carelessly into the disgusting pool of blood and strode into the even more disgusting room. He was afraid that making too much noise would attract people and make him feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit, so his voice trembled slightly when he spoke, and he sounded aggrieved and extremely angry: "Qiao You! Are you there?"

As he passed Leon, he paused suddenly.

Leon was still alive. He used all his strength to stretch his legs in front of Lan Yexing and stopped him.

Lan Yexing stared at him blankly. Leon stared at him with his weak red eyes, his pupils full of shocking sadness and unwillingness. He loosened his bound hand, and a small chip that had been held in his palm fell to the ground. He used up his last bit of strength to say to the boy: "Lan Yexing, you have to know that no one wants to be a bad guy without a reason. The things on the ground are for you."

At this point, he struggled to get closer to Lan Yexing, with large amounts of blood flowing out of his mouth. He repeated: "The things on the ground are for you. You will know a lot of things you want to know. The condition is that you protect my brother and sister from that bastard..."

Lan Yexing suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Leon smiled: "I, I used to hate people like you who are too kind and soft-hearted. It makes people like me unable to face myself. But I am extremely fortunate that you came here tonight..."

Because only Lan Yexing would truly protect any innocent person out of kindness and sincerity.

Leon finally looked at the huge paint cabinet in the room and said, "The person you are looking for is right there, take him away quickly. Otherwise, wait..."

But he didn't finish this sentence, and his eyes darkened completely.

Lan Yexing was shocked to see this scene: he saw a person die in front of him...

But there was no time to think about it. He bit his tongue to calm himself down, bent down swiftly to pick up the chip on the ground, and strode behind the paint cabinet.

The further he walked, the sank his heart became: if Qiao You was okay, he would have taken him away before he stepped in - he knew that he couldn't even bear to let him see this scene, so he made up such a lie and did such a thing alone.

But, he hasn't shown up until now.

Lan Yexing came to the paint cabinet in panic and despair, and then he immediately saw a tall and handsome blond young man leaning against the cabinet and sitting there with his knees bent. There was a bloody cut on his shoulder. He closed his eyes and seemed to have lost consciousness.

In such a scary and messy room, the young man looked so disheveled, yet his posture was still extremely proud and elegant.

Lan Yexing looked at this scene and finally breathed a sigh of relief as if he had survived a disaster. He felt like his whole body was going limp: the cut was not serious, and the bone was not exposed. The young man's broad chest was now rising and falling quietly and powerfully.

He is fine.

Lan Yexing almost cried.

He strode forward and half-knelt down, caressing the handsome and slightly cold face of the young man with a distressed look, and said in a low and urgent voice: "Qiao You, wake up, I'll take you away."

This place is really weird, he must take him away and treat his injuries first.

Lan Yexing was just about to pull the young man's arm and carry him away, but the young man on the ground suddenly opened his green eyes. His beautiful and indifferent pupils were filled with cold vigilance and murderous intent.

Lan Yexing was suddenly startled, his face showing shock, tenderness and grievance.

Qiao You's heart suddenly ached when he saw the boy's expression. He was startled, but soon understood something. The hostility in his eyes completely disappeared, replaced by a kind of curious and gentle scrutiny: "Lan Yexing."

Lan Yexing always felt that something was wrong with Qiao You, but he didn't bother to ask anything at this moment. He was about to pull the young man's wrist and stand up: "Come with me."

The next moment, the young man grabbed him with his backhand and pulled him into his arms forcefully and possessively.

The smell of lime mixed with blood rushed into his nose. Lan Yexing was squeezed into the young man's arms, almost sitting on his lap. He did not struggle, but just frowned at him: "Hey. You'd better explain yourself clearly."

Qiao You looked at the warm and handsome boy in his arms in the night with a subtle expression, and said with a slow and elegant smile: "The two clone alphas outside, one has the mental power of [cutting], and the other has the mental power of [human body time reversal and freeze]. Now, I need to wait here for their real bodies."

Lan Yexing's pupils shrank:

[Cutting] It is easy to understand. The injuries on Qiao You and the fatal injuries on Leon and Lin Qian are obviously cuts.

But what does [human body time travel freeze-frame] mean?

Could it be——

Lan Yexing opened her eyes wide as she looked at the young man's extremely handsome face.

Qiao You raised an eyebrow and looked at him: "Yes, I was ambushed."

Because he wanted to use Leon to lure Song Wen. But no one could have imagined that the royal family would conduct such disgusting and despicable human experiments, and that there would be more than one Song Wen here.

After saying the disgusting thing, Qiao You looked at the boy in his arms, and thinking of something interesting, he smiled at him and said, "So, now I have been mentally retraced and frozen in the period of my senior year of high school. For now, I only have memories before high school."

At this moment, clear and terrifying footsteps were heard outside the classroom. Lan Yexing's breathing stagnated. He stood up without asking any more questions, and subconsciously wanted to shield the injured young man behind him.

The footsteps were getting closer and more oppressive.

The blond young man, however, didn't care and glanced casually out of the dark window, with a cold arrogance, disdain and hostility flashing in his green eyes.

After retracting his gaze, he completely ignored the approaching dangerous person, and also ignored his own wounds. He just pressed the warm and fragrant boy into his arms more forcefully. He leaned close to the boy's ear elegantly and ambiguously, and said in a low and bewitching voice: "We should be in a relationship."

The unqualified lover who forgot about the relationship as soon as it was confirmed had not yet learned more roundabout plots and intrigues. Almost driven by instinct, he touched the boy's earlobe in an extremely ambiguous way and asked directly in a hoarse voice: "Good boy, tell me, have we slept together?"