Xiao Xin wanted to say yes, but then, thinking it might upset Fu Yan, she quickly shook her head repeatedly: "No, no, no, I'm happy that you can go to school to learn new things and make new friends..."
That way I won't have to cling to him all the time.
Fu Yan snorted coldly and buried his head in his food.
Xiao Xin stopped talking and put a piece of spicy chicken into her bowl.
"Brother, after you finish eating, can you help me apply the medicine later?" Fu Yan suddenly said.
Xiao Xin was confused: "Huh?"
Fu Yan didn't look up, his voice muffled: "Those whip marks on my chest are starting to itch again..."
Xiao Xin gave a blank "Oh," and then said, "Okay."
Then he smiled and praised Fu Yan twice: "Yes, that's right. Don't scratch the wound when it itches, apply medicine instead."
Fu Yan kept his head down and didn't respond.
Xiao Xin stopped trying to make conversation and shut up.
Two days later, Xiao Xin took Fu Yan to school.
He had just driven his car to the school gate when Yu Muqing sent him a WeChat message.
He didn't open it to look, but instead said to Fu Yan, "Do you need me to escort you inside?"
Fu Yan nodded. "Yes."
Xiao Xin nodded and turned the car around to drive onto the road.
The security guard greeted Xiao Xin with a smile when he saw him.
Xiao Xin smiled back and drove Fu Yan toward the open-air parking lot.
Because it was Wednesday, there were many more pedestrians on the street than on the weekend.
Xiao Xin had just led Fu Yan to the classroom door when they bumped into Feng Lu, who was walking out of the room.
Feng Lu recognized the two men and looked at them with amusement before meeting Xiao Xin's gaze and asking, "Xiao...Xin, senior?"
Xiao Xin smiled faintly: "It's me, junior. Are you a student in this class?"
Feng Lu leaned against the door with his arms crossed, raising an eyebrow at Xiao Xin: "Yeah, you two came here looking for someone?"
Xiao Xin pointed to Fu Yan next to him and said, "Looks like you two are in the same class, quite a coincidence."
Fu Yan kept a straight face and didn't say a word, his eyes constantly looking into the classroom.
Feng Lu wasn't as tall as Fu Yan, so he had to look up at him slightly when looking at people. He glanced at Fu Yan and said to Xiao Xin, "Okay, new classmate, right? Then you two have met the right people. I happen to be the class monitor. Have you greeted the counselor yet?"
Xiao Xin nodded: "Then, junior, I'll leave Fu to you for now. Take him around and familiarize him with the environment when you have time."
Fu Yan was being pushed by Xiao Xin, looking completely bewildered.
He stood between the two of them, turned to Xiao Xin and said, "No need, brother, I can familiarize myself with the surroundings..."
Xiao Xin didn't believe him: "Then you'll go home by yourself later?"
Fu Yan immediately shook his head: "No, brother, that alley is too winding..."
Even after all this time, he still can't find the right way home.
The two of them could probably keep arguing like this until tomorrow.
Feng Lu interrupted their conversation in time: "Alright, stop being so lovey-dovey, class is about to start."
Xiao Xin shook off Fu Yan's hand, smiled, and patted his shoulder: "Be good and go to class. I'll pick you up at noon."
He had looked at Fu Yan's class schedule; today he only had two classes in the morning.
Fu Yan glanced at Xiao Xin reluctantly, then turned and walked back to the classroom with her bag on her back.
He walked very slowly, glancing back at Xiao Xin every two steps.
Xiao Xin stood still, a smile on his face.
He had just moved his foot to leave when he saw Fu Yan immediately turn around and run towards him.
Fu Yan ran up to Xiao Xin, grabbed Xiao Xin's arm, and pulled her into his arms.
Xiao Xin was held very tightly by him, and her breathing was a little obstructed.
After a long while, Xiao Xin wondered if it was just his imagination, but as the school bell rang, the whole world became so quiet that it seemed as if all he could hear was Fu Yan's breathing close to his ear.
Fu Yan hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear, "Brother, come pick me up early later..."
At this moment, Xiao Xin felt Fu Yan's reluctance to part with him, and a strange feeling gradually rose in his heart as well.
The sensation was tingling and slightly warm, like an electric current suddenly striking his heart.
Xiao Xin paused for two seconds, then regained her senses and nodded: "Okay, I will... I'll come pick you up soon."
Fu Yan took a light breath of the faint rose scent from Xiao Xin's neck before finally letting go of him.
Xiao Xin felt a tickle on her neck from his sucking, and subconsciously scratched it with her hand.
"That……"
"That……"
The two spoke in unison. Xiao Xin awkwardly glanced at Fu Yan, but seeing Fu Yan's meaningful smile, he immediately felt less awkward.
He was about to reprimand them when a loud voice came from not far away: "Hey, hey, didn't you hear the school bell? What are you still dawdling about?"
The professor noticed the two of them being so affectionate and inseparable from afar, and his professional instincts led him to say a few words.
Xiao Xin and Fu Yan frequently glanced at their teacher, all three of them looking surprised.
The teacher was a middle-aged man in his early forties. When he saw Xiao Xin and Fu Yan, his expression clearly froze.
He first pointed at Xiao Xin, then asked uncertainly, "Xiao Xin?"
“It’s me, Professor Jiang,” Xiao Xin greeted him politely.
Professor Jiang's doubts vanished instantly, and he patted Xiao Xin's shoulder twice with a smile: "I didn't expect it to really be you! You've become even more handsome in the past two years..."
As he spoke, he glanced at Fu Yan, who stood expressionless beside him: "This is... that He..."
"Teacher, my name is Fu Yan." Fu Yan corrected him in time.
He knew what the professor wanted to say, but he still didn't want to hear anyone mention that name in front of Shawn again.
The professor gave a thoughtful "Oh" twice. "So you're the new transfer student?"
Fu Yan nodded: "Yes."
Professor Jiang squinted behind his glasses, scrutinizing Fu Yan: "I didn't expect you to look so much like Xiao He from our school. Hey, you know him..."
Fu Yan interrupted him expressionlessly: "Excuse me, I don't know the teacher. I'll go in first."
Professor Jiang said "Ah," and then said, "Okay, go in."
Fu Yan looked at Xiao Xin: "Brother, you should go back too. Remember to pick me up early after school."
Xiao Xin blinked slowly: "Okay."
Only after receiving a positive answer did Fu Yan turn around and walk towards the classroom with peace of mind.
Unsurprisingly, everyone in the classroom looked at him with shock and curiosity.
Fu Yan automatically blocked out all sights and found a seat by the window. However, he forgot to choose his seat, and right behind him was the person he didn't like—Feng Lu.
Xiao Xin exchanged a few pleasantries with Professor Jiang, and just as Professor Jiang was about to mention He Yunzhou, Xiao Xin followed Fu Yan's example and changed the subject.
He glanced at his watch, then waved to Professor Jiang as he walked away, feigning a hurry: "Professor Jiang, you go ahead with your class. I have something to do, so I'll be going now."
Professor Jiang, being of advanced age, was interrupted by Xiao Xin and forgot what he had just wanted to say.
He glanced at Xiao Xin's departing figure and sighed, "Sigh, is it fashionable for young people these days to not wait for others to finish speaking?"
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