Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

On the way to Sahavala College, I could already vaguely sense that something was wrong. The road was too quiet, and the occasional students passing by would only glance at me.

Zandik didn't care, he was already used to these looks. What he cared about was what Cheng Yan was going to say at the conference today.

If he really said something serious about cutting ties with me...

Humph.

With a heavy snort in his heart, Zandik didn't believe it. Looking at Cheng Yan's look, unless he found a new love, he would definitely stick to him and couldn't be driven away.

As if possessed by a ghost, Zandik raised his hand and touched his face, and took advantage of the bright window of a roadside shop to look at his reflection.

This face... is still worth seeing.

Suppressing the slight uneasiness in his heart, Zandik regained his expressionless face. If Cheng Yan really regretted provoking him, the worst that could happen was that he would make a small sacrifice. It would be better for him to quit while he was ahead.

His pace couldn't help but quicken. Zandik had already seen the door of Shahavalo College. The silly and cute lion still had its mouth wide open, but the logo symbolizing the college was a little different today.

...Who put up this big, red flower? It's totally lacking in aesthetic taste.

After just one glance, Zandik didn't want to look any longer and walked into the interior of the academy.

The inside is very different from the outside, with a bustling crowd of people gathered together, forming a dark mass.

Zandik frowned slightly. He didn't like such noisy occasions. In the past, there were indeed more people at every important meeting, but not like now, as if all the students of the academy were there.

He walked quickly through the crowd, still with that expression of "keep away from strangers". In the past, this expression worked well, and unfamiliar classmates would not think of approaching him to talk to him. Although Zandik usually ignored strangers, he was blocked as soon as he approached him this time.

"Student Zandik, this is for you."

A cute female student with round eyes came up, holding a red flower in her hand.

Zandik didn't even stop, and ignored the girl's thoughts. He left her behind in just two or three steps.

I thought I could have some peace and quiet this way, but before I took two steps, another person came up to me.

"Student Zandik, please take it. This is a task assigned by the academy. If you fail to complete it, you will be in big trouble."

A chubby male classmate spoke in a crying voice, and his hands holding the flowers were shaking.

Zandik looked closely and saw that it was still a scarlet flower, with round petals and gradient colors. Two stamens protruded from the pistil. It looked somewhat similar to Patisaran, but it was scarlet.

His lips tightened impatiently, but Zandik still said, "Give it to me."

The student was as if he had been pardoned. He impatiently put the flower in Zandik's hand and then hurried away.

Seeing her companion successfully achieve her goal, the girl with round eyes also boldly stuffed the flower directly into Zandik's hand.

"Thank you, Zandik-san!"

There was no chance for Zandik to refuse.

Looking at the two extra flowers in his hand, Zandik twisted the branches. They looked fresh and moist, as if they had just been picked.

The blooming flowers appear even more bright and beautiful when you look closely, and are somewhat more special than the other delicate little flowers nearby.

No longer reluctant as before, Zandik continued walking towards the crowd with the flowers in his arms.

"Student Zandik, do you like this flower? I'll give you this one too."

"And me and me!"

The two blooming red flowers in his hands were like some kind of target, attracting everyone's attention to himself.

When Zandik came to his senses, he found his arms were filled with a huge bouquet of flowers, which were in full bloom and almost buried him.

What the hell, these people have been avoiding me. What’s going on today?

He even conspiratorially wondered if there was something bad on the flowers, but Zandik no longer had time to think. He was led to sit down, and only after he sat down did he have the chance to put down the endless flowers in his hands.

Sitting on a wide chair with his legs propped up, Zandik held his chin and looked at the huge number of flowers at his feet.

Let Cheng Yan handle it, he is too lazy to bother with solving this problem.

...But these flowers were not prepared by me. I wonder if Cheng Yan would misunderstand when he receives them.

It's a misunderstanding, but it doesn't sound good if you tell others about it because it's not something you prepared for.

Many possible reactions of Cheng Yan after receiving the flower flashed through his mind, and Zandik actually felt a little distressed about it.

Otherwise, I can buy some myself after the conference is over...it doesn't seem so casual.

...No, what was he doing at the conference?

Zandik Fang remembered that the theme of this conference was that Cheng Yan wanted to part ways with him. The momentary calm on his face was instantly broken. Looking at the beautiful flowers, he had no other thoughts.

Look at Cheng Yan's performance. If you dare to say anything excessive, don't even think about buying it. Cheng Yan won't get a single flower.

I haven't said a word to Cheng Yan since this morning, but now I'm getting angry on my own.

Zandik was right below the platform. He could see the grand platform and carpet. In the past, Zandik had spoken as a representative at such boring meetings. Judging from the time, it was time to get ready. Why was Cheng Yan still nowhere to be seen?

Zandik's eyes scanned the surroundings imperceptibly, looking for that familiar figure.

But he didn't see Cheng Yan. When he turned around, he saw a face darker than the bottom of a pot.

When Abu Zar saw Zandik, his beard immediately stood up in dissatisfaction. He snorted loudly to express his dissatisfaction, sat down on the chair, and pulled the chair to the left in disgust, as if he was afraid to get close to Zandik.

cut.

Zandik was already unhappy, and his emotions became even more apparent when he saw the source of everything.

"Are you feeling unwell, Dean? Would you like me to change a stool for you?"

Zandik spoke with a forced smile, his tone like a blunt knife cutting flesh, giving people goose bumps.

"I'll be fine if you just stay away from me!"

Zandik curled his lips without changing his expression, "That won't do. I need to personally hear how your beloved student, who was in my bed yesterday, is going to distance herself from me."

When Abu Zar heard this, he was no longer angry. Although Cheng Yan stuck to Zandik, he still listened to him. Now that he had promised him, he would surely not go back on his word.

"Then you should listen carefully. Some students are both virtuous and talented, while others are gifted but do not follow the right path, and sooner or later they will take revenge on themselves."

"It's a false accusation. I'll just take it as the dean praising me."

Abu Zar looked at Zandik's nonchalant look and frowned even deeper.

The first time he learned about the horrific plans that Zandik had privately planned, he knew that he could not let him go free, but that was just Abu Zar's guess. He had no substantial evidence, and there was also a great sage in the academy who admired Zandik very much, so it was really difficult to take action.

Abu Zar had thought of doing something shady, like finding a random reason to expel someone from the House of the Decrees, but the person in front of him was so sharp and eloquent, so annoying.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Abu Zar wanted to just walk away, but Cheng Yan was going to cut off ties with Zandik soon, so Abu Zar forced himself to sit next to the annoying person and wait for his beloved student to come and vent his anger.

At this moment, the person involved, Cheng Yan, was rewarding those who helped him pass the flowers.

"Come on, one box each, thank you for helping me."

After distributing boxes of candies, Cheng Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had just secretly looked at Zandik's reaction at receiving so many flowers. Fortunately, Zandik did not throw the flowers away directly.

Many students who received the candy hesitated and did not leave. They endured it and finally asked.

"Student Cheng Yan, you sent flowers because..."

Sending flowers to classmate Zandik is such a novel thing. Everyone is very curious about Cheng Yan's purpose.

Cheng Yan did not answer directly, but just smiled mysteriously and winked at everyone.

"You'll know soon." He had prepared a big surprise for Zanzan.