Chapter 8 266 Yuan
"Try, try what?" Jiang Jinyue shrank his neck.
He wanted to run, but Lu Qingmian was very close to him, and no matter which direction he tried to break out, he would bump into Lu Qingmian.
Although the door to the emergency passage behind him was closed, the kissing sounds of the pink-haired girl and the burly man in the corridor were still clear and loud.
The louder the sound, the more embarrassed Jiang Jinyue became.
"We will try whatever they did." Lu Qingmian lowered his head and stared at Jiang Jinyue's face carefully.
At this time, Jiang Jinyue was wearing a mask and large glasses on his face. The lenses were a little reflective, so his eyes could not be seen clearly, but Lu Qingmian could imagine that he was probably panicked and at a loss.
Suddenly, Lu Qingmian reached out and took a strand of hair from Jiang Jinyue's hand. "Doesn't it hurt if you keep pulling it?"
Jiang Jinyue put down his hand as if he was scalded. Although Lu Qingmian didn't touch him, he seemed to feel Lu Qingmian's body temperature.
He noticed that his heartbeat was accelerating, and along with it came an itchy feeling on his shoulder blades.
It looks like wings are about to grow out.
Jiang Jinyue looked behind Lu Qingmian in panic, trying to find a way to break out.
Lu Qingmian saw that Jiang Jinyue wanted to escape, so he raised his long legs and stepped directly on Jiang Jinyue, trapping him in a corner.
"Want to run again?"
Jiang Jinyue's shoulders trembled, and he pressed himself tightly against the wall, trying to distance himself from Lu Qingmian, and lied, "How could I... I really didn't want to run away..."
He looked down at Lu Qingmian's long legs blocking his way, and seriously considered whether to jump over or squat down and crawl under.
At this moment, the clicking sounds in the corridor stopped, followed by a curse, and the two people who had just been intimately making pancakes against the wall started arguing.
"Zhao Zhenlin, fuck you! You've been lying to me all along!"
Unlike the "hmm" and "ahh" sounds during kissing, the pink-haired girl's voice of cursing was high-pitched and loud.
Jiang Jinyue was already nervous, and was almost frightened by the sound.
Lu Qingmian was also a little surprised. He put down his long legs, opened the door of the safety passage a crack again, and looked over.
Jiang Jinyue saw the opportunity and tried to rush upstairs, but Lu Qingmian, who had anticipated this, grabbed her wrist.
Instead of grabbing the sleeve or hooking the collar, Lu Qingmian's big hand firmly grasped Jiang Jinyue's wrist, his fingers pressed against the skin of the wrist, and the warmth of another person was immediately transmitted.
Jiang Jinyue's heartbeat exploded in an instant, he could even hear his own heartbeat clearly, and he prayed that Lu Qingmian would not hear his heartbeat.
The two people in the corridor were arguing more and more fiercely. The burly man cursed in a hoarse voice no less loud than the pink-haired girl.
"Chen Keai! What the hell are you yelling at me for? Why are you blaming me? You're just a bitch that anyone can fuck. What are you so angry about?"
Chen Keai, a name that was too cute to be heard, Jiang Jinyue was stunned for a moment, but he didn't have time to think about it at this time. If he didn't solve another more difficult problem, he would be doomed.
Jiang Jinyue pulled back her wrist, her voice shaking along with her body: "Lu Qingmian, let me go, please."
Lu Qingmian didn't look at Jiang Jinyue. He was watching the two people arguing outside through the crack in the door, but the strength in his hands was tight and he didn't show any intention of letting go.
"Yeah, I'll finish reading it right away." Lu Qingmian answered very carelessly.
Jiang Jinyue squints his eyes, almost crying in anxiety. He can feel his back getting more and more itchy, as if something is about to break through the shackles and grow out.
"Lu Qingmian, please..." Jiang Jinyue's voice was incredibly soft.
Lu Qingmian finally decided to look back. As soon as he turned around, he saw Jiang Jinyue sitting on the ground with weak legs, and his wrist was still held high in his hand.
"You..." Before Lu Qingmian could finish his words, Jiang Jinyue suddenly raised his hand and helplessly grabbed Lu Qingmian's sleeve with his other hand. His body was so soft that he seemed to have no strength to even sit on the ground. He raised his neck and looked at Lu Qingmian. His eyes behind the lenses were slightly red, full of grievances and accusations.
"Lu Qingmian..." Jiang Jinyue's voice was very low. He seemed to want to ask for help but didn't know how.
Lu Qingmian lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on Jiang Jinyue's back, his dark eyes deep.
Jiang Jinyue himself couldn't see it, but Lu Qingmian could see it clearly. On Jiang Jinyue's back, near his shoulder blades, there were specks of golden light. The golden light came from Jiang Jinyue's body, and gradually became dazzling as it became thinner and thicker.
The quarrel in the corridor seemed to have come to an end, the entire stairwell became quiet, and the voice-controlled lights went out.
In the darkness, the golden light behind Jiang Jinyue was dazzling and bright, like a star fallen to the earth.
Jiang Jinyue's palm, which was holding Lu Qingmian, felt hot and he was breathing heavily. It was obvious that touching Lu Qingmian would make him feel uncomfortable all over, but for some reason he did not let go of his hand. He did not even notice that Lu Qingmian had let go of his wrist.
The golden light almost illuminated the entire stairwell. Lu Qingmian half-knelt in front of Jiang Jinyue and pulled down Jiang Jinyue's mask. "Breathe slowly, don't rush."
Jiang Jinyue's consciousness was blurred. Besides his own rapid heartbeat, the only sound in his ears was Lu Qingmian's voice. He subconsciously followed Lu Qingmian's instructions to slow down his breathing.
One of Lu Qingmian's hands was tightly held by Jiang Jinyue, and the other hand slowly reached towards Jiang Jinyue's back.
The ethereal golden light illuminated his palm, and his slightly cool fingertips tentatively touched Jiang Jinyue's thin back.
"Don't!" It was just a slight touch, but Jiang Jinyue suddenly straightened his waist, as if his skin had been subjected to the most severe torture.
The next moment, white wings extended from Jiang Jinyue's shoulders, soft feathers covered Lu Qingmian's palms, and opened vigorously under the golden light.
The wings fluttered twice, countless feathers fell, the golden light slowly dissipated, Jiang Jinyue fell forward weakly, and his forehead hit Lu Qingmian's shoulder.
Lu Qingmian blinked slowly, slid his palm down along the wing, looked at the soft feathers filling his fingers, and a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
The arc was very strange, like a bad guy holding the power over a good guy.
"It turns out that these wings can grow back." Lu Qingmian said softly.
The wings that were pressed against Lu Qingmian's palm trembled. Jiang Jinyue raised his head, moved away from physical contact with Lu Qingmian, and tried to fold his wings like a quail. He moved to the corner little by little, sat on the ground against the wall, sobbing.
Lu Qingmian felt the feather completely leave his palm before looking over. "Crying? Because you grew wings?"
Jiang Jinyue sobbed again, raised her flushed little face, her small chin stuck on the mask, her glasses misted up, her nose twitched, and she said, "My shirt and jacket are ruined again... The shirt is 68, and the jacket is 198! That's 266 yuan in total!"
Lu Qingmian: "..." He didn't know what to complain about for a moment.
"Don't sit there and get covered in dust." Lu Qingmian glanced at Jiang Jinyue's white wings that were covered in wall dust.
Jiang Jinyue folded his wings forward and did not move.
"Aren't you getting up yet?" Lu Qingmian urged.
Jiang Jinyue felt even more aggrieved, "I don't have the strength..."
Lu Qingmian clicked his tongue and reached out his hand to Jiang Jinyue.
After Jiang Jinyue's wings grew out, the itchiness on his shoulder blades had disappeared, but the resistance and discomfort in his body when he touched Lu Qingmian just now were still there. Now he didn't want to touch Lu Qingmian anymore. When he saw Lu Qingmian's outstretched hand, he shrank back even more.
Lu Qingmian frowned slightly, as if he was very impatient, but he put his hands into his coat and threw out his sleeves. The sleeves of the coat he wore this time were quite long.
Jiang Jinyue stretched out two fingers, carefully pinched Lu Qingmian's sleeve, and stood up slowly.
Lu Qingmian pulled Jiang Jinyue and looked at the corridor again.
The two people in the corridor seemed to be confronting each other. The pink-haired boy named Chen Keai was short but very imposing. He jumped up and threw punches.
But the size difference between the two men was too big, and he was pushed against the wall by the burly man after only a few punches.
"Chen Keai! Don't push your luck!" The burly man roared so loudly that Jiang Jinyue trembled.
"I want to go home..." Jiang Jinyue tugged at Lu Qingmian's sleeve.
Lu Qingmian turned around and glanced at the wings behind Jiang Jinyue. He simply took off his coat and covered Jiang Jinyue's wings. Although it looked a bit strange, at least no one could see it at a glance.
"I'll take you back later, take a look first."
After Lu Qingmian finished speaking, he extended his hand to Jiang Jinyue, indicating that Jiang Jinyue should grab the sleeve of his shirt.
The sleeves of the shirt were not as long as the jacket. Jiang Jinyue carefully tugged at the cuffs a little bit, nodded obediently, and looked out with Lu Qingmian.
In the corridor, the pink-haired girl who was pushed against the wall was so angry that her face turned red and she shouted, "Zhao Zhenlin, was it you who uploaded the video in the campus post?"
"So what if I posted it! It was just your back that was exposed, not your face! Besides, you, Chen Keai, change boyfriends every semester, everyone in school knows you! And I only posted it on the school forum, not to your parents' workplace! I wasn't the one who sent the video to your parents!" The burly man Zhao Zhenlin yelled back.
Jiang Jinyue was confused by what he heard, but Lu Qingmian took out his mobile phone at this moment, swiped his fingers quickly, and soon clicked on a post. The first post was a video of less than 1 minute.
Lu Qingmian clicked on the video. Because it was muted, they couldn't hear the sound, but the scene without sound was shocking enough.
In the video, a skinny boy with his upper body naked was facing away from the camera. A rough big hand was placed on his waist, and the boy's slender waist was moving up and down with the big hand.
Although this thin boy has his back to the camera, he has a conspicuous pink hair.
Jiang Jinyue was so shocked that he forgot about the trouble with his wings. "Why is it this kind of video..."
This post was extremely popular. From the second floor onwards, it was filled with obscene words. Slut, whore, etc. were common words, and Chen Keai's name was also vividly mentioned. Apparently, even though only the back was exposed, someone still recognized who the person in the video was and publicly posted the name.
Jiang Jinyue followed Lu Qingmian's finger and saw a line of words:
Chen Keai is sick, everyone stay away from him to avoid being infected!
Jiang Jinyue's pupils suddenly shrank, and it seemed as if there was a noisy voice in his ears, and time and space reversed at this moment.
"Jiang Jinyue is mentally ill. Everyone stay away from him to avoid being infected!"
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