Chapter 21 Domineering School Prince's Wet Love 21 [Rewrite] Confession Preparation...
The night is dark.
Jiang Lian sat in the living room of the luxury apartment, with only a dim floor lamp on.
He leaned lazily in the big chair, his fingertips sliding lightly across the touchpad of the tablet.
On the screen, there was a densely packed, colorful electronic photo album interface. One photo after another was neatly arranged and enlarged.
In the morning light, Ye Ling, with her hair all messy and sticking out from sleep, was hiding behind a tree and peeking out, like a little bird secretly observing humans.
In the convenience store, he held the bag of snacks that Jiang Lian had deliberately "forgotten", his eyes curved into crescents as he smiled, and he looked so satisfied as if he owned the whole world.
By the swimming pool, he was soaked, his white school uniform clung to his body, outlining his youthful waistline, and his hazel eyes were wide open with panic.
There is even... On the bus, he tilted his head slightly to look out the window, and the sunlight gave him a layer of holy gold.
This was the photo Su Xiaoxiao had secretly taken. Jiang Lian paid a small fortune to hire a hacker and "got" it.
After he finished admiring it, he closed the computer, stood up, walked to the end of the corridor, and pushed open a hidden door.
The four walls were covered with high-definition photos developed from the precious inventory in his computer.
Next to each photo is a note he wrote himself:
"The way you follow me is so clumsy and funny."
"My snacks. My smile."
"It's wet. I want to bite it."
"Is it cold? Mine."
"Cute. I want to hide it."
Jiang Lian's fingers lingered on the wet photo for a long time, his fingertips tracing the boy's faintly visible collarbone lines.
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"Ye Ling," Jiang Lian's voice fell clearly into Ye Ling's ears as she pretended to read during class, "Come to my house after school."
"Ah?!" Ye Ling raised her head suddenly, her hazel eyes instantly filled with fear and panic. "Go... go to your house? Why... why?"
Jiang Lian had already walked to his desk, his tall figure casting an extremely oppressive shadow.
Jiang Lian casually threw a thick competition notebook onto Ye Ling's desk, making a light "pa" sound.
"This notebook," Jiang Lian said in a calm and matter-of-fact tone, "has some messy experimental data charts and derivation processes. I need to reorganize and transcribe them, and mark the key points. I have training recently and don't have time to do it."
He leaned forward slightly, his predatory gaze locked onto Ye Ling's evasive eyes. "Didn't you promise to repay me by being 'available at my beck and call' and 'listening to my orders'? Why are you going back on your word so soon?"
The word "repay" was so lingering and affectionate, as if carrying the lingering sound of last night in the equipment room, that it made Ye Ling's whole body stiffen, and her cheeks began to heat up uncontrollably again.
[Host! Opportunity! A perfect opportunity to penetrate the male protagonist's lair! Close observation! A bountiful harvest of pervert material! Sizzle! !] 778's voice was filled with excitement and electricity.
Ye Ling looked at the thick notebook, then at Jiang Lian's unquestionable gaze. The words of refusal rolled around on his tongue for a few times, but he finally swallowed them back. He owed Jiang Lian... too much.
Besides...the most crucial confession has been put on the agenda.
He only has two days left to repay Jiang Lian.
He lowered his head, a complex mix of emotions in his mind, and responded with a whisper as soft as a mosquito: "...Yeah."
Jiang Lian curled his lips in satisfaction.
"You're so shy... and you still want to confess to me?"
"If I give you a positive response, how surprised and overwhelmed will Little Tail be?"
Jiang Lian was immersed in wonderful fantasies the whole afternoon, and he had completely forgotten the "task" in Ye Ling's notes.
In other words, no matter whether it was a mission or not, Ye Ling had no chance of escaping from his clutches.
In the evening, Ye Ling followed him into the luxury apartment filled with high-end fragrances with heavy steps as if going to the execution ground.
"Ding." The smart door lock opens.
"Come in, no need to change your shoes." Jiang Lian walked in first and threw his schoolbag aside.
Ye Ling stepped into the entrance carefully with his schoolbag, as if he had stepped into a strange world that did not belong to him at all.
The magnificent floor-to-ceiling windows, the simple yet design-oriented furniture, the cool-toned decorations... everything exudes a kind of cold luxury.
He was taken to a spacious study.
A solid wood desk beside the wide bed was placed by the window. Next to it was a built-in bookshelf that took up an entire wall, filled with various heavy books and trophies.
Jiang Lian pointed to the chair near the bookcase and said, "Sit there."
Ye Ling sat down stiffly on the soft leather swivel chair. Not knowing where to put her hands and feet, she could only squeeze her knees together, place her hands neatly on her legs, and not dare to look around.
He tried hard to focus on the physics notebook spread out in front of him, but Jiang Lian's presence was too strong!
The desk was very large, and Jiang Lian insisted on sitting in the middle of it, only half an arm's length away from him.
Jiang Lian was holding a tablet, flipping through various swimming videos, seemingly preparing for a new competition. He didn't move, but the aura he exuded was reaching out to Ye Ling.
The study was very quiet. Ye Ling could even hear the beating of his own heart, boom, boom, boom, so loud that he suspected Jiang Lian could hear it too.
Silence is spreading.
It was too painful. Ye Ling desperately needed to break the suffocating silence. He licked his dry lips and mustered up the courage to speak: "That... Jiang Lian..."
"Hmm?" Jiang Lian didn't take his eyes off the tablet, but just responded lightly.
"Your house... is so big." Ye Ling dryly found a topic, "Do you live alone?" He regretted asking it as soon as he asked it. This question was too personal.
Jiang Lian paused while flipping through the video.
He slowly raised his head, his deep gaze falling on Ye Ling's nervous face, and replied calmly: "Yes. My parents are both working abroad and rarely come back."
"Oh..." Ye Ling lowered her head quickly as if she was scalded, feeling so embarrassed that she wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
778 had already told him that Jiang Lian was a lonely rich second-generation who lacked parental love! Look at the question he asked!
However, Jiang Lian was not offended at all. Instead, the corners of his mouth twitched upwards briefly before he returned to his focused study look.
But what Ye Ling didn't realize was that during the half hour she stayed in the study, the same video on Jiang Lian's tablet had been played back and forth several times.
Jiang Lian's eyes were always on him, observing his every subtle expression and movement.
Finally, Jiang Lian put down the tablet, leaned forward slightly, and reached out to pick up a pen on the edge of the desk on Ye Ling's side. His arm inevitably crossed the dividing line between the two of them.
Ye Ling was nervously staring at his notes when a shadow suddenly loomed over him, carrying an aggressive aura. He subconsciously looked up and saw Jiang Lian's profile, which was very close to him.
"!" Ye Ling was so scared that she leaned back and hit the back of the chair.
Jiang Lian seemed unaware of it and picked up the pen steadily. When she withdrew her fingertips, they inadvertently brushed against his slightly curled finger joints that were gripping the corner of the table.
The touch was slightly cool, but it felt like static electricity, and it instantly ran through Ye Ling's nerves, making him shudder all over.
Jiang Lian raised an eyebrow and looked at him with a hint of innocence in his eyes: "What's wrong?"
"...Nothing!" Ye Ling hurriedly shook his head and lowered his head again, wishing he could bury his face in his notes.
After a while, Jiang Lian stood up again and walked to the bookshelf behind Ye Ling, as if looking for a book.
Ye Ling felt a strong pressure coming from behind him, and the air became thin. He stiffened his body and dared not move.
Jiang Lian naturally supported the back of the chair that Ye Ling was leaning on, and stretched his other arm over his head to the upper shelf of the bookshelf.
This action made his T-shirt almost bury Ye Ling's face. The soft and warm touch came and went, and was particularly itchy.
Ye Ling couldn't help but hold his breath. He was trapped in the narrow space between Jiang Lian's body and the desk, unable to move.
finally……
Jiang Lian slowly pulled out a book, calmly stepped back, and returned to his seat, leaving Ye Ling alone with a pounding heart and sweat on his forehead.
The study fell silent again.
"Have you written your follow-up report today?" Jiang Lian asked suddenly.
"What, what report?!" Ye Ling's pen fell to the table with a "clack", rolling several times. He denied it flatly, his voice distorted with nervousness, "I didn't write any report!!"
Jiang Lian put down the book in his hand, leaned forward slightly, crossed his hands and rested his chin on them, leisurely admiring Ye Ling's panic-stricken look.
He raised the corners of his lips maliciously, and deliberately drawled, "Oh? No? I thought... you were like they said, a perverted pervert who stalked me and secretly filmed me? Isn't that right?"
"No way!" Ye Ling stood up suddenly, his face and neck flushed. He was completely furious, denying it without even a trace of logic. "I didn't follow you! I didn't take any secret photos! I'm not a pervert! You're talking nonsense!"
Such vehement denial only makes the matter more obvious.
Jiang Lian looked at him trying hard to deny it but with so many loopholes in his face, and the interest in his eyes grew stronger.
Jiang Lian leaned back slightly, leaning against the back of his chair, his posture relaxed, as if the previous questioning was just a casual mention: "Oh, is that so." He drew out his words, with a perfunctory tone of 'Okay, I believe you', "Well, it seems I was overthinking it."
Ye Ling breathed a sigh of relief, his chest still heaving violently. He stood there, neither sitting nor standing, feeling awkward and embarrassed.
"Sit down." Jiang Lian stood up considerately, taking away the suffocating and oppressive atmosphere. "I'll go get some fruit."
He went to get an exquisite fruit plate filled with plump, round grapes.
Ye Ling was immediately attracted by the sparkling grapes, and her eyes were brighter than the grapes.
Jiang Lian raised an eyebrow and slowly plucked a fresh grape from the branch. His fingers deftly peeled off the deep purple skin, revealing the juicy flesh inside.
He stretched out his arm and handed the peeled grape directly to Ye Ling's lips, who was staring at him eagerly.
"Open your mouth."
Ye Ling was completely confused.
He looked at the grapes that were so close to him and exuded a sweet scent, then looked into Jiang Lian's eyes, his mind going blank.
Feed me...will you eat?
Like an owner feeding a pet bird?
Under Jiang Lian's silent and extremely bewitching gaze, he subconsciously opened his mouth as if he was hypnotized.
The cool, sweet, juicy grapes are gently pushed into your mouth, and they are incredibly sweet.
"Do you like it?" Jiang Lian asked softly, watching his Adam's apple sliding as he chewed.
"Mmm..." Ye Ling had two grapes stuffed in her mouth, so she could only close her mouth tightly and nod vigorously. Her cheeks flushed again because of the comfort of the delicious food and the overly intimate feeding.
The grape juice was full, and the sweet taste temporarily paralyzed his nerves that were not sensitive to danger.
Jiang Lian admired his satisfied and naive look after being fed. After he finished eating, he immediately peeled another one and handed it to him again.
"If you like it, then next time..." Jiang Lian watched him eat the third grape. Her fingertips seemed to inadvertently brush against the corner of his lips, wiping away some of the overflowing juice. "I'll peel it for you to eat again."
Ye Ling suddenly stopped chewing.
next time?
These two words were like an icy needle, mercilessly piercing the bubble of false warmth.
He thought of his mission, the impending and unavoidable rooftop confession, the disgrace he would suffer after his identity as a pervert was exposed, and the forced expulsion from school and move...
Is there any "next time" between him and Jiang Lian?
A huge suffocating feeling weighed down, and even the sweet grape juice seemed to turn bitter. Ye Ling lowered her head as if to escape, staring silently at her toes, her eyelashes casting a shadow on her eyelids.
"I...I want to go to the bathroom." Ye Ling stood up, her voice a little tense.
"Turn right when you go out, and it's at the end of the corridor." Jiang Lian frowned suspiciously, but still pointed him in the direction.
Ye Ling lowered his head and walked out of the study quickly.
The light in the corridor was dimmer than in the study, and there were closed doors on both sides. He was in a state of confusion, his mind full of the tug-of-war between "next time" and "no next time".
"Hmm...where did Jiang Lian say it was just now?"
This apartment was too luxurious, with an unusually large number of rooms. Each door was made of solid wood and tightly shut, preventing anyone from seeing what was inside.
At this time, Ye Ling discovered an extremely unique hidden door. The color of the door was extremely similar to the wall, and if you didn't like it, they almost blended into one.
"Only this door is different, at least it's not the bedroom..." Ye Ling muttered, reaching out his hand, intending to push it open and take a look.
That was the secret room where Jiang Lian’s photo wall was located.
Just as he was about to hold the door handle——
"Don't touch that door!"
An angry shout came from behind.
Cold, low, with unprecedented severity and a barely perceptible hint of...panic.
Ye Ling shuddered with fear, and suddenly retracted his hand and looked back.
Jiang Lian appeared behind him silently at some point, very close to him.
Jiang Lian's face was terribly gloomy, his eyes dark and unfathomable, and he exuded a chilling low pressure. It was as if Ye Ling had just almost touched not a door, but his fatal reverse scale.
Ye Ling had never seen Jiang Lian with such a horrified expression. She took two steps back and hit her back against the wall.
Jiang Lian didn't scold him anymore, but strode forward and grabbed his wrist with great force.
"The bathroom is over there." Jiang Lian's voice returned to calm, but only if you listened carefully could you detect a lingering hint of coldness.
He grabbed Ye Ling's wrist and led him away from the dangerous door without resistance.
His palm was large, warm, and covered with thin calluses, tightly wrapped around Ye Ling's wrist.
Ye Ling was pulled away by him, and the temperature on her wrist formed a huge contrast with the terrifying look in his eyes just now.
Ye Ling stared blankly at the figure striding in front of him, feeling the endless heat on his wrist.
Is he taking me there on purpose because he's afraid I'll go the wrong way?
He was so fierce just now...was he afraid that I would get lost?
Jiang Lian brought him to the bathroom door and finally let go of his hand: "Go ahead."
Ye Ling lowered his head, slipped in quickly and closed the door.
He leaned against the cold door, his cheeks burning, his mind in a mess, and he couldn't understand what Jiang Lian was trying to do.
Outside, Jiang Lian stood at the door of the tightly closed secret room, staring at the door panel with deep eyes, as if he could see through it and see the "trophies" on the wall inside.
The panic and loss of control he felt at that moment made him a little frightened.
I finally brought this little tail home... I can't scare him away.
After leaving Jiang Lian's luxury apartment, Ye Ling walked alone on the road back to the old and dilapidated house. The night breeze was slightly cool.
[Host! The time is ripe!] 778's voice was filled with unprecedented excitement and urgency. [It's time to carry out the final mission - rooftop confession! Make the hero completely disgusted with you and push the plot to a climax! Complete the pervert's magnificent mission!]
The next day, during break.
Ye Ling, holding the letter paper and envelopes she had just bought from the canteen, walked quickly towards the classroom with her head down.
"Ye Ling!" A familiar female voice sounded with surprise and concern.
Ye Ling turned around and saw Su Xiaoxiao walking out of the art classroom next door with a stack of drawings, her pretty face full of worry.
"Ye Ling? Where... are you going?" Su Xiaoxiao's voice was a little hurried.
Ye Ling subconsciously clenched the envelope in her hand. Feeling guilty, she subconsciously wanted to escape around Su Xiaoxiao.
"Wait! Ye Ling!" Su Xiaoxiao was quick to grab Ye Ling's shoulders. She looked at Ye Ling's panicked face, and her anxiety grew even worse. "What's going on? What is this... letter in your hand? What are you planning to do?"
As if realizing something, Su Xiaoxiao turned and grabbed Ye Ling's arm with a serious expression, "Could it be... for Jiang Lian?"
"How do you know..." Ye Ling raised her head suddenly, "Huh!? Why do you ask?"
Su Xiaoxiao looked at him like this and pursed her lips, as if she was considering her words. She looked around and confirmed that the corridor was empty before pulling Ye Ling a few steps to the secluded corner of the stairwell.
"Ye Ling, listen to me," Su Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and looked solemnly into Ye Ling's confused eyes, "I think... Jiang Lian... is very scary."
Ye Ling was stunned. She never expected Su Xiaoxiao to say that.
"It's not that he has bad grades or bad character..." Su Xiaoxiao quickly patched it up, but the fear in her eyes was still real, "but... the way he looks at you is really wrong. Ye Ling, can't you feel it?"
"That's not the look he gives to a classmate, or even a friend... That look... is like he wants to swallow you whole! I even saw with my own eyes how he dealt with Li Wei and the others. He brought his teammates to beat them up and even forced Li Wei and the others to drop out of school! Really, Ye Ling, stay away from him. I always feel like he's..."
Ye Ling was stunned. No wonder he hadn't seen that bullying group for several days.
Su Xiaoxiao swallowed and finished her words in a hoarse voice: "He seems to be plotting something bad towards you."
Ye Ling was completely confused.
The Jiang Lian described by Su Xiaoxiao partially overlapped with the image in his memory of someone who was indifferent but did help him out time and time again, but with an even more bizarre and terrifying touch.
Intellectually, he felt that Xiaoxiao's worries were justified, but emotionally he could not fully agree with the statement of "plotting something bad". After all, he was the "pervert"... He also had to confess to Jiang Lian.
The rebuttal came out subconsciously: "No! Jiang Lian..."
The words "He's a very good person" haven't been spoken yet——
“Crack.”
A soft sound of a dead branch being stepped on came from the shadows above the stairs not far away.
The two of them looked up quickly like frightened rabbits.
At the corner of the stairs, a tall figure was standing there quietly, like a beast lurking in the darkness.
Jiang Lian!
He didn't know how long he stood there, or how much he heard. The light was blocked by the stairs, and his upper body was shrouded in thick shadows, making it impossible to see his expression.
"What are you talking about with my little tail?"
'Scary? Up to no good? Keep him away from me?'
The rage of being offended, provoked, and having his belongings taken away nearly overwhelmed Jiang Lian's sanity. He almost couldn't control himself and rushed over to strangle the talkative transfer student.
Just at this critical point, Jiang Lian was about to explode.
"...He's a very good person." Ye Ling's voice, a little confused, sounded clearly.
He was completely unaware of the impending wrath of thunder overhead. He simply relied on his own feelings and continued to explain to Su Xiaoxiao earnestly, "He really helped me a lot... Although he can be a bit fierce sometimes... but he's not a bad person."
Jiang Lian's anger that was about to erupt seemed to be suppressed back to the bottom of the volcano.
He stood in the shadows, quietly gazing at the golden figure below, watching him use those clear eyes to earnestly tell others, "He is a very good person"...
A warm current of comfort replaced all the violence and anger, soothing Jiang Lian's every limb.
"So good. So cute."
"My little tail... that's how it should be."
'Just look at me, just trust me.'
His clenched fists slowly loosened, his tense jawline softened, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly in satisfaction.
He no longer looked at the panicked Su Xiaoxiao, and his gaze was fixed on Ye Ling as if it had substance.
Su Xiaoxiao was frightened by Jiang Lian's changeable aura and her face turned pale. She could not stay any longer and hurriedly said to Ye Ling, "Then be careful," then she ran away quickly with her head down, holding the draft.
The only people left in the stairwell were Ye Ling and the powerful gaze in the shadows above.
Ye Ling felt a chill belatedly. He shrank his neck, not daring to look up, and rushed to the Academic Affairs Office as if escaping.
When Jiang Lian returned to Class 2 (3) of Senior High School, he felt happier than ever before.
He staggered back to his seat, and even the noisy classmates whom he usually didn't bother to look at seemed a little more pleasing to him.
He pulled out a chair and sat down, habitually reaching into the drawer to take out the textbook for the next class.
But his fingertips touched an object that was completely different from the book, with a bit of hardness and edges.
Jiang Lian paused, then reached in with his fingers and pulled the thing out.
It was an ordinary white envelope without any signature.
My heart skipped a beat.
He couldn't wait to tear open the seal of the envelope.
Inside was a folded piece of letter paper with a feather pattern printed on it.
Unfolding the letter, lines of slightly childish yet meticulously written handwriting came into view:
Jiang Lian,
During lunch break, please come to the rooftop of the teaching building.
I have something to say to you.
——Ye Ling
No unnecessary nonsense, just this simple and straightforward invitation.
However, the familiar and long-awaited name at the signature stirred up a huge wave in his heart.
Rooftop, do you have something to say to me?
Countless thoughts instantly flooded into Jiang Lian's mind. Combined with Ye Ling's bright, trusting eyes in the stairwell just now... a surge of ecstasy spread like wildfire.
Ye Ling, he is finally going to... confess his love to me?
Jiang Lian's heart suddenly started pounding wildly, almost jumping out of his throat.
The clumsy stalking, the obvious peeking, the diary filled with explicit words... everything was finally about to reach its destined climax at this moment.
Jiang Lian couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and his eyes flashed with a dark light of determination.
The entire morning class became a long and agonizing wait.
The teacher's voice on the podium was like background noise. His thoughts had already drifted to the empty rooftop. He repeatedly rehearsed the upcoming scene and thought about how to respond so that his little tail would be even more at a loss and completely... belong to him.
As for the "rejection" designed in Little Tail's diary...it would never happen under his control.
Not only will he not "refuse", he will also let Little Tail clearly feel the price of fooling and playing tricks on him.
He wanted to grind those two rosy lips to extract the juice, make those clear eyes misty with mist, and make his clear throat hoarse, so that he could only beg him to stop...
Ring ring ring!
Finally, the lunch bell rang.
Ye Ling immediately jumped up from the desk, looking around nervously, her heart beating faster than Jiang Lian's.
[Host! Calm down! Grab our props and charge!] 778 played the passionate background music in his head, [Remember our slogan—as long as we don't die from embarrassment, we'll embarrass ourselves to death! Complete the mission, and the sky will be the limit!]
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