illusion
Fu Zhixu took Letang all the way to the pond opposite the teaching building.
As the top aristocratic private college in S City, Pinghe College has a long history and has a history of a hundred years. The college has preserved the buildings of the French Concession and the ruins of classical gardens.
Surrounded by rockery, this pond offers a tranquil setting. It's cherry blossom season, and the century-old blossoms by the pond resemble vast pink clouds suspended above the water. A Ruddy Duck and a Red-billed Pochard swim by, one after the other, scattering petals across the pond.
Letang didn't want Fu Zhixu to see him crying, because he knew crying wouldn't look good. So he simply squatted by the pond, buried half his face in his knees, and pretended to watch the ducks.
He was now in a state of confusion, and the grievances in his heart kept filling his eyes with sour tears. He couldn't calm down at all, and had no time to think about why Fu Zhixu brought him out.
I wanted to sniff secretly, but I was afraid that Fu Zhixu would hear it, so I had to hold it in.
"Are you feeling better?"
The voice coming from above her head was unspeakably gentle. Letang wanted to stop crying and respond to him, but it made her want to cry even more. She couldn't catch her breath and could only nod frantically.
Fu Zhixu seemed to sigh lightly, but also seemed not to. When he spoke again, his voice returned to its usual cold and clear tone: "Then I'll be leaving first."
Hearing that he was about to leave, Letang grabbed his trouser leg without thinking.
"Please don't leave yet... please..."
In just half a day, he had pulled someone's clothes twice and made such a request. Letang felt a little embarrassed and his voice became weaker and weaker.
As expected, the cloth in his hand was torn apart.
Letang buried his head back into his knees in disappointment.
However, he heard a rustling sound of grass beside him. When he looked up again, he saw Fu Zhixu sitting down next to him, his eyes fixed on the ducks not far away, not looking at him.
Letang stared blankly at his profile until he felt his nose itchy and it seemed like snot was about to flow out, so he hurriedly wiped it off.
After this incident, he finally calmed down and didn't want to cry anymore. He squatted there nervously, not daring to move, his heart almost jumping out of his throat.
Too close!!!
Letang tried hard to suppress the urge to scream, but he knew that this was a rare opportunity, so he stared at Fu Zhixu every second.
How can there be such a perfect model? Nuwa is really partial!
"Have you seen enough?"
A cold voice interrupted the pink bubble in Letang's mind. He woke up as if from a dream and hesitated for a long time: "Thank you, Fu, Fu Xue... God..."
He imitated Liu Sijia and called Fu Zhixu "study god". After all, this was the generally accepted name in the class.
In the novel, the original owner may have wanted to highlight his uniqueness, and always imitated Lin Nuo's tone to call him "Zhi Xu". Even Letang felt that this was too close. As a cannon fodder, calling Gong Yi like this was really overstepping the line.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Fu Zhixu's face turned even colder.
Le Tang didn't notice his change, her eyes unconsciously drawn to the cherry blossom petal on his head. She didn't know when this petal had landed on Fu Zhixu's hair, but the sight of the aloof, cool-headed scholar unconsciously wearing a petal on his head was truly a contrast.
He carefully raised his hand, wanting to brush away the petals for him, but because of the height difference, he couldn't reach it.
For some reason, Letang felt a little guilty and wanted to finish it quickly before the other party noticed his actions, because he knew in his heart that if Fu Zhixu knew what he wanted to do, Fu Zhixu would never allow him to touch her.
In his anxiety, he forgot that he had been squatting for too long. The original owner's body was a little malnourished, and due to long-term hypoglycemia, his ears were buzzing and his vision was black after he stood up suddenly.
"Plop"!
The imagined pain of falling to the ground did not come. Instead, his body was pressed heavily on a warm, soft yet hard surface.
Letang slowly opened his eyes and saw Fu Zhixu's surprised eyes.
Only then did he realize that he had fallen directly on Fu Zhixu, with his abdomens pressed tightly together, and his hands subconsciously supporting Fu Zhixu's chest.
This posture——it’s like he couldn’t get what he wanted so he had to force himself on her!!!
"sorry!"
Letang tried to get up and run away in a panic, but he couldn't get up after struggling. Instead, he exerted force with both hands and pinched it subconsciously.
So, so soft!
It's the pectoral muscles!
"Aa ...
After shouting, he swallowed suspiciously.
The moment he realized what he had done, Letang's heart died.
Isn't this pushing him further and further down the path of becoming a pervert? He swears to God that he has no intention of forcing Gong Yi!
I hastily withdrew my hands and leaned on the grass instead, but instantly regretted it. The grass was hard and scratchy, far less comfortable than my chest muscles.
I really want to pinch him again. Does he still have a chance? Woohoo...
Le Tang was torn between his conscience and his desires, and was completely unaware that he was still on top of Fu Zhixu. His hands were waving wildly, and his body was moving from side to side, just like a disobedient little cat twisting around on its owner.
Not knowing where he was rubbed, Fu Zhixu groaned.
Letang's brain immediately shut down and stopped working. He stared blankly at Fu Zhixu, "I can drink that for three years by mixing it with water."
Fu Zhixu didn't quite understand what he was saying. With a cold face, he lifted him up, took him off his body, and left without saying a word.
"Fu Xueshen?"
The petal on his head also flew away to who knows where in the little episode just now and sank into the grass. Fu Zhixu also returned to the sacred and inviolable image of a cold and aloof academic master, without a single leaf touching him, as if everything he had just done while sitting by the pond with Letang was just an illusion.
The melodious bell rang, indicating that it was time to go home from school. The sun had just set.
Letang realized belatedly that the school ends really early.
Although the college provides student dormitories with private bathrooms for each student, which is quite good compared to ordinary schools, the families of students who can attend this school are not short of houses and cars, so most of them are day students. The original owner is one of the few boarding students.
When Letang slowly returned to the classroom, it was already empty. Only Letang's desk was left with messy textbooks and handouts. The desk was also tilted, which looked out of place compared to the other neatly arranged desks and chairs.
Letang sat back in his chair and slowly packed up his textbooks. The warm sunset stretched his shadow very long.
Based on his intuition, he didn't think Fu Zhixu really hated him as much as described in the novel.
Why else would Fu Zhixu be willing to help him out today? She even comforted him so gently, patiently waiting for him to process it himself...
Letang was even quite optimistic and believed that it was because of his personality charm that his image in Fu Zhixu's mind had changed after he traveled through time, and Fu Zhixu also had feelings for him!
Ahhhh no no no… I can’t think like that!
What if I was just having a love affair and had developed a filter for Fu Zhixu? What if Fu Zhixu simply couldn't stand his classmates bullying others?
Although Letang is in love, he is also self-aware. While he can't help but let his wild thoughts run wild, he also forces himself to use his rationality to remind himself not to have unrealistic thoughts.
He was so absentmindedly thinking about everything about Fu Zhixu that he didn't even notice a note floating out of his textbook. He left the classroom in a daze.
The college covers a large area, and the student dormitory is located at the southernmost end, on both sides of the teaching building. In addition, Letang was not very familiar with the way, so he wandered around in the garden for a long time. It was dark before he found the dormitory.
Why would such a large forest be built in such a nice school?
It was pitch black all around, and the only sounds were the sparse sounds of basketballs playing in the distance. Occasionally, his footsteps would startle a bird in the woods, and the fluttering of its wings would frighten Letang to death.
The key is that there are many flying insects in the forest. Although the weather has not yet turned hot, a few mosquitoes have set their sights on the fresh, hot and delicious white blood and have been flying around Letang.
It’s so unlucky!
He didn't know if it was his imagination, but he always felt that the rockeries standing in the woods were like silent shadows, and in the hidden corners behind them, it seemed as if someone was watching him...
"rustle--"
Letang stopped abruptly, like a frightened rabbit, and pricked up his ears nervously to listen carefully to the movements around him.
Yes, it's an illusion...
Letang tried to take a few more steps forward, and then he heard faint footsteps not far behind him.
He felt like his heart was about to jump out, and he walked faster and faster, until he wanted to run. However, the footsteps behind him were like a shadow, following wherever Letang went, and he couldn't get rid of them at all.
Seeing the forest exit right before his eyes, Letang didn't care about anything else and ran straight away, desperately running forward. Unexpectedly, a dark shadow suddenly flashed before his eyes and pulled him over.
Letang was so frightened that he couldn't even scream. He could only close his eyes tightly and huddle, not daring to see whether the person in front of him was a human or a ghost.
The hand holding his arm was extremely strong and did not control the strength. Le Tang had little flesh on his body and his bones ached from being pinched. He bit his soft lips and shivered.
It wasn't until a familiar snort came from the front that Letang tentatively opened his eyes. With the help of the dim street lights in the distance, he could clearly see the person standing in front of him. "Bei, Bei Ye Ji?"
His trembling eyelashes were still stained with tears from the fright he had just caused, and in the darkness they looked like they were covered with broken diamonds.
He had been trying hard to escape, but now that he stopped, he realized his legs were as soft as noodles. He slid down and sat on the ground, leaning against Kitano Ji's legs, his heart still beating wildly in his chest.
Kitano Ji lowered his head and looked at his frightened pale face, raised one eyebrow, and smiled in a sinister way:
"Are you so bold? You dare to ignore me?"
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