Chapter 30
After seven o'clock in the evening, the phone in my pocket vibrated. Someone in the class group asked the academic god if he would come to the school celebration in the evening, and if so, to save a seat for him.
Gu Fang suppressed the confusion in his heart, replied to the message in the group, went to the bathroom to change the barrier patch, and went to the hospital gate to take a taxi.
It was already eight o'clock when we arrived at the auditorium door. The music of some dance program could be heard faintly from inside.
The squad leader chatted with him privately.
-Our class is in the front row, next to the leftmost aisle, with a class sign.
-We've reserved your seat at the very edge, so just sit down.
Gu Fang crouched low and quietly entered from the side. Aside from the stage, the auditorium was dimly lit, with only the aisle barely discernible. In the distance, the monitor poked his head out from his chair and whispered, "Study God! Study God! Over here!"
As soon as I sat down and thanked him, the class monitor handed me a cup of strawberry mochi. "I bought this milk tea with the class funds. Don't hesitate, everyone has one. Before Ganglu went backstage, he said you liked strawberry flavor, so I saved this for you."
Gu Fang was slightly startled when he heard the last sentence. "Thank you, Captain. I do like it."
"Well, you're welcome," the squad leader said. "As long as you like it."
Gu Fang lowered his eyebrows and slowly poked the milk tea with a straw.
I covered the screen with my palm and turned it on, turning it down to the lowest brightness. I was just about to open the class group chat to see everyone's discussion to find out which show it was and how long it would take until Lu Si and the others started.
Suddenly, news about Le Jiayu popped up.
- Release, release, release, release!
-Guess who is the special alumnus giving a speech tonight!!!
Gu Fang put down his milk tea, supported his chin with one hand, and typed with the other.
-Don't guess.
Sure enough, within three seconds, Xiaole couldn't hold it in any longer.
-He's my idol!
-Wen Chuji! ! !
-Wow! It turns out I was wise to apply to No. 12 Middle School for this reason!
-The school forum has exploded now, and I guess all the class groups have exploded too!!
Gu Fang raised his eyebrows and opened his class group.
As expected, the group was already going crazy with excitement. Wen Chuji had always been very popular with the public and had a high national profile. Who wouldn't be excited when a big star was coming to the school to give a speech?
I guess I have completely forgotten about the monthly exam in a few days.
Due to schedule constraints, Wen Chuji arrived around 8:30 PM, just before intermission. The performances were arranged by lottery, and Lu Si's show happened to be the last one in the first half, around 8:20 PM.
Gu Fang didn't have to wait for a few performances before the joint performance of Class 2 and Class 7 of Grade 3 came on stage.
The school's stage sound and lighting are naturally not comparable to those of a live house, but the tall and long-legged boy always enjoys the filter treatment here.
Lu Si wore a simple white sweatshirt tonight, apparently to match his teammates' attire. He stood at the front row, his brows half-closed, his fingertips testing the strings of his guitar.
When the light of the auditorium shone from behind him, his deep and sharp facial features were outlined with a faint shadow, and his expression was unclear.
Most of the people below had only heard of such a band in the senior year of high school, but had never actually seen a performance. At this moment, most of them looked stunned by the professionalism of the band.
Class 7 was located behind Class 2, and Gu Fang could hear the noises of their classmates. Lu Si wasn't a member of their class, but he was the name that came up the most.
"Dad Lu, you're so handsome!"
"The Minister is so awesome!"
A burly athlete shyly called out, "Brother Lu, are you coming back to my house tonight?"
"Get lost!" followed by Little O's sweet yet rude voice, like a crosstalk, adding both cheers and chorus. "Brother Lu already said he'd come back to my house, so why is it your turn?!"
Several teachers stood in the aisle, laughing along, with no intention of stepping forward to stop it. Head teacher Liu was even tripped up behind them, unable to intervene even if he wanted to.
The squad leader's face flushed red as he heard this. He leaned over and whispered to Gu Fang, "Why are all the people in their class like this? They're truly the class with the most talented people..."
Unexpectedly, the academic genius had a calm expression on his face and said "Oh" without any reaction.
The monitor was stunned: "Student God, are you not feeling well? You look so pale."
"...I'm fine." Gu Fang forced himself to ignore the spasms that would surge up in the back of his neck every once in a while, supported his knees with his arms, and curled up slightly.
The monitor felt that he was trembling slightly, and he didn't look fine at all. He was a little anxious: "Do you want to go to the infirmary? Or I'll go call the teacher..."
Gu Fang didn't think it was necessary to make a big deal out of it. He had experienced even more excruciating twitching and cramping that afternoon. The doctor had prescribed him painkillers and told him to come to the hospital for isolation as soon as possible.
After understanding secondary differentiation, you will know that there is nothing to be surprised about.
No surgery is required, no anesthesia is administered, and the so-called isolation is simply to prevent the susceptible period after successful differentiation. Secondary differentiation cases are rare, and modern medicine can only provide minimal relief for patients before and after differentiation.
Since the formal differentiation may only come within three or four days, and the pain before differentiation must be endured everywhere, why can't he insist on listening to the whole performance?
"...It's okay." Gu Fang steadied his voice, his pupils a dark blue in the dim light as he looked at the monitor, "Don't call me teacher."
Perhaps it was because his eyes and tone were too calm. Although the squad leader felt that something was wrong with him, he was inexplicably persuaded and did not take any further action.
The spasmodic feeling reached a fatal moment and then slowly subsided.
Gu Fang exhaled, propped himself up on his knees, and slowly stood up, looking up at the stage again. The lights, which had been swaying around, converged on the stage, and the surroundings spontaneously quieted down.
Boom boom—the drums start beating out a rhythm, slowly forming a base, and then suddenly, the guitar and keyboard sounds come in. The bass comes in at a later interval.
A classmate from Class 7 who studied pop singing was specially invited to act as external aid. He stood diagonally in front of Lu Si, raised the microphone, and slowly began to sing.
The audience below suddenly made sounds of surprise at the voice.
Lu Siben plucked the strings with his eyes lowered. Suddenly, his eyelids lifted up slightly, and the cold white light passed over his eyelids at the same time.
His pair of eyes, as black as ink, were precise in direction and target, and they met Gu Fang's gaze.
Despite the hustle and bustle all around, Gu Fang gradually immersed himself in those eyes, and his mood found a moment of peace from the pain in between.
It was not until half of the show had passed that Lu Si lowered his eyelids, averted his gaze, and continued to concentrate on playing the guitar.
The joint performance of the two senior classes received unprecedented applause. During the break, Gu Fang stood up, shook his head slightly at the worried questioning of the class monitor, and went to the bathroom.
Wen Chuji should be here by now.
The side door of the auditorium behind him closed, and all the bustle was drowned out. Gu Fang walked into the corridor, which was lined with osmanthus trees. The faint fragrance of osmanthus floated under the dim light of the corridor lights.
On this side, when Lu Si returned to the seat of Class 2, he obviously turned his head and glanced at the seat where Gu Fang was originally sitting.
"Where are the people?"
While asking the squad leader, he unscrewed the mineral water bottle and drank some water. His sweaty hair stuck to his temples.
His question was vague, but the monitor knew who he was asking from the seat he was looking at.
"The academic genius went to the bathroom," the monitor said with a worried look on his face, "He seems to be feeling unwell."
Lu Si felt a little uneasy and wanted to go find someone, but Wen Chuji had already arrived and started his speech.
Fortunately, the speech was very brief. It was nothing more than sharing the experience of this national actor when he was studying at No. 12 Middle School, then introducing encouragement and expectations for his classmates, and finally expressing congratulations on the school's centenary. It took less than seven or eight minutes in total.
After the speech, Lu Si seized the opportunity to leave the auditorium while his classmates raised their hands to ask questions.
There was a small hallway outside the bathroom, with two rows of benches, leaving a good amount of space. In the corner was a shelf of books with the words "Book Corner" written on it.
The light in the corridor seemed to be broken. Lu Si found the switch on the wall, but there was no response after pressing it several times.
He had no choice but to use the light from the corridor to grope his way to the book corner and sit down. It was dark anyway, so he picked up a book at random, held it in his hand, and leaned against the wall to wait for someone.
After a while, there was movement at the bathroom door. Gu Fang bent over with his back to the corridor, and the sound of water splashing could be heard as he washed his hands.
Lu Si was about to raise his book and call for help when someone came from the auditorium and called out the name he had intended to call: "...Fang Fang?"
Gu Fang tilted his head, a trace of surprise appearing on his face.
Wen Chuji walked into the light and smiled slightly: "It really is you, Fangfang."
Gu Fang asked: "Is the speech over?"
Wen Chuji came to his side and slowly washed his hands: "It just ended, and I asked one or two questions. I still have some work to do later, so I'm in a hurry to go to the scene."
Taking a piece of paper to wipe his hands, Wen Chuji looked at his face and put away his smile: "Not feeling well?"
Gu Fang pressed his fist to his lips and coughed softly: "No, it's okay."
I originally planned to tell him about my secondary differentiation, but when I thought about the fact that he still had work to do later, knowing it would only cause more worries, so I decided not to rush.
Wen Chuji didn't think much of it. Gu Fang's face was just a little pale. "Are you still not used to the school schedule? Aunt Lin said you only eat breakfast and dinner at home. Are you used to the taste of the school cafeteria?"
"Well," Gu Fang said, "It's okay. I don't like it too much, but I don't hate it either."
"It sounds like your personality, Fangfang." Wen Chuji narrowed his eyes. "Oh, by the way, I recently learned how to make soup from a variety show. I'll make it for you this weekend and ask my assistant to bring it to you. Even if it doesn't taste good, remember to try it."
Gu Fang also curled his eyes: "I will, thank you."
Wen Chuji couldn't help but stroke his head and imitated his tone: "You're welcome."
The relationship between the two is very strange. They don't act like elders or juniors. They say they are friends, but Wen Chuji's concern is too much of an overstep.
The smile on Gu Fang's face made Lu Si narrow his eyes.
...I have an intuition that I've discovered a love rival.
Oh, yes, when they were talking about Le Jiayu's male idol before, Gu Fang had a photo of Wen Chuji saved in his mobile phone, and he opened it to show it to him with a natural attitude. This in itself is very suspicious.
Yes, if that person is not someone you are interested in, how could you keep their photos for no reason?
Wen Chuji said a few more words of concern and finally left. Lu Si pondered his own guess, and sometimes he felt that it was unreasonable, and sometimes he felt that it was somewhat possible.
This might be... probably because he felt that Wen Chuji was an excellent person in all aspects, and even strangers who didn't know him would have a good impression of him, not to mention those who actually knew him.
Compared to him, I am just a cocky kid who has nothing and can't promise anything.
While I was distracted, the book beside me was bumped and fell with a click, which was especially clear in the quiet night.
Gu Fang, who was about to leave, turned around and frowned with confusion on his face.
Lu Si's mind went blank. He didn't really want to admit that he was eavesdropping, so he tried to escape reality by bending down to pick up a book.
But who is Gu Fang?
Just by looking at the half silhouette illuminated by the light from the corridor, he recognized the person he would never mistake.
"...Lu Si?"
His question was in a declarative tone.
Lu Si froze for a moment, then he stood up, picked up the book and waved it, as a greeting to acknowledge his presence.
Unconsciously tightening the book in his hand, Lu Si lowered his eyes and pretended to be nothing, patted the empty seat beside him, motioning Gu Fang to sit down.
Gu Fang walked out of the light of the corridor lamps and into the moonlight bathed in Lu Si. He sat down next to him with a calm expression, not seeming to care whether Lu Si had been here for a long time or how much he had heard. He glanced at the book in his hand and asked, "Are you reading this?"
Lu Sicai lowered his eyes and recognized the title of the book in his hand.
"Half Flame, Half Sea Water".
I haven't read it, but it fits his current mood.
Gu Fang didn't continue to ask about the contents of the book. Instead, he stretched out his legs, rested his hands on the cold wooden edge of the bench, and sighed softly: "Lu Si, have you ever thought about what kind of people we will become in the future?"
Lu Si was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to suddenly ask such a question.
He paused and said truthfully, "I don't know either." He thought for a moment, "But I guess it's probably... working hard towards whoever you want to be, and keep working hard."
"The person I want to be..." A hint of sadness flashed in Gu Fang's eyes as dark as the starry sky.
He wants to be a healthy person who does not cause trouble to his family, and he also wants to be a normal person recognized by social rules and personal morality.
Originally, the goal was to become a normal Omega, but now, this goal seems to have been forced to shift to becoming a normal Alpha.
"The person I want to be will probably always be very contradictory." Under the quiet moonlight, the background noises of the auditorium were far away through the thick trees. Gu Fang confided his feelings to the person he liked, "So, I can't find the direction to work hard."
When he was still an Omega, he felt guilty about his insatiable desires, but at the same time, he was grateful for his gender because the person he liked was A.
Now that he is about to become an Alpha, it seems that his insatiable desire is no longer a so-called "perversion", but his inherent nature. From now on, he does not have to feel guilty about wanting to mark the person he likes.
But the price he paid was that he had permanently lost the qualification to like this person.
How can A and A be together?
When he was still O, like most people in the world, he believed that AA relationships were against biological instincts, social rules, and ethics. Moreover, before that, he had never encountered any examples of AA relationships in his world.
——It only exists in one or two jokes between friends and classmates, and the reason why it is so easily made fun of is precisely because everyone thinks it is impossible.
Lu Si tilted his head, his eyelids drooping, and asked softly, "What kind of person do you want to be?"
Gu Fang had no intention of hiding his true thoughts from him, so he answered truthfully, "You know, I was once seriously ill, around the age of seven or eight. I vaguely began to have thoughts about my future. From then on, I wanted to be a healthy, 'healthy,' normal person."
Lu Si was silent for a moment, as if thinking seriously for him: "Then, what is the contradiction?"
Gu Fang had been answering questions immediately, but at this moment he suddenly paused, blinked his slender and thick eyelashes a few times, and then uttered the next words.
“I’m doing something, but I know very well that if I continue doing it, or even if I don’t take the next step and just keep thinking about it in my heart, I will never become the person I want to be in this life.”
Lu Si was silent for a moment, a hint of surprise flashing across his eyes.
This life? At their age, the life they can see is too short, but Gu Fang also knows this, and yet he can make such an absolute judgment with confidence.
What on earth could have such a significant impact on Gu Fang's life?
Lu Si's heart was filled with inexplicable ripples. He felt nervous about being able to give advice to Gu Fang on his life. He slowly sat up straight and changed his tone to a focused question: "Then are you going to give up this matter for the sake of your own life goals?"
Gu Fang stared at him blankly from the side for a long while, then smiled faintly, hiding some confusion and helplessness in his eyes.
His tone was still relaxed and raised: "I don't know either."
What does this matter have to do with?
Lu Si thought about himself, and the ripples in his heart gradually widened. Reason led him to think, what else could it be related to? As teenagers, besides longing dreams and daily studies, what else did they have left with?
It can be family, friends or classmates, or... the person your heart beats for when you were young.
The beautiful Beta who was smiling beside Gu Fang just now flashed through Lu Si's mind inexplicably.
Wen Chuji.
Although they were not a good match in age, everything else seemed to match. Besides, at this stage, wasn't it normal for them to have an inexplicable fondness for those who were much older and so-called mature?
Oh, if that’s the case, then the reason why Gu Fang is worried is collusion.
Lu Si's tone was dry, but he still managed to guess casually: "Is it related to the person you like?"
Gu Fang was stunned, and turned to stare at him in disbelief: "How, how did you know?"
"I guessed." Lu Si responded indifferently, not even looking at him. His inky eyes only stared at the dark woods ahead. "What kind of person do you like... specifically? - I'm simply curious, what kind of person would you like?"
Gu Fang slowly came back to his senses, as if he was trying to understand Lu Si's words over and over again.
"The person I like?" His tone rose doubtfully, but Lu Si's heart also lifted up. "He... is very good, very good."
Gu Fang didn't seem to know how to express it, and even used "very good" three times.
Lu Si couldn't help but sneer in his heart, a kind little white flower?
Lu Si tilted his head and saw that Gu Fang's expression suddenly became gentle, and his ears felt slightly hot when he mentioned this person - Lu Si was slightly startled, and all the dark speculations disappeared immediately, leaving only the astonishment caused by such a beautiful and pure emotion.
"He's not the moon in the sky, distributing his 'goodness' equally to everyone. He's not that great, and he has his own selfish desires. He's a star that shines without realizing it. Even when he himself doesn't notice, he's already illuminating some people."
Gu Fang lowered his eyelids and curved his eyes.
"For that group of people, he is unique and irreplaceable."
Gu added in his heart.
Therefore, even if there is no further action, and he just silently thinks in his heart that he likes Lu Si - he will never become the person he wants to be in this life.
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