Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

They attended classes together, ate together, and slept together. Several days of happiness passed by. This day, Cheng Yan sent Zandik to the large instrument room of Sahavalo College, and then went back to Zandik's home to prepare dinner in advance and wait for him to come back.

Walking out of the academy gate and onto the wide road paved with green bricks, Cheng Yan was in a good mood. Thinking of the fragrance he stole from Zandik before they parted, he couldn't suppress the smile on the corner of his lips.

"Hey, Zanzan's butt feels better than I thought. It's a pity that I only touched it for a moment. I must try harder tonight."

Cheng Yan rubbed his palms and squinted his eyes as if he had already imagined that wonderful feeling.

"I'm sure you'll appreciate it when the time comes... Ouch!"

Cheng Yan was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't even look at the road ahead. He covered his nose which was hurt by the collision and looked at the "obstacle" in front of him with tears in his eyes.

It seems... a person.

It should be... a person.

Why isn't he moving?

Cheng Yan took a closer look at the person in front of him. His skin was so white that it glowed, and his hair was so white that it was transparent. The uniform he wore looked like a sticker on it, which was incompatible with his pure and beautiful personality.

...I see. It’s a wax figure.

It's quite realistic even when it's motionless.

Cheng Yan stretched out his fingers and pinched the cheek of the person in front of him, further confirming his inner thoughts.

"It's high-tech. It can actually sense body temperature. Tsk, this reminds me of the batch of 'bedding' I specially bought back then. If I had this kind of productivity back then, I can't imagine how much fortune I would have made."

Cheng Yan talked to himself as his hand moved from the face of the person in front of him to his neck.

"There's even a pulse. This is too real."

It was so real that people were afraid to touch it. Cheng Yan withdrew his hand, took a step back and looked at the person in front of him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he withdrew his hand, the "wax figure" that had been standing so firmly just now seemed to be suddenly triggered by some switch.

He fell to the ground with a thud.

Cheng Yan's pupils suddenly dilated and he quickly reached out to take it. The wax figure, whose joints were extremely stiff just now, suddenly moved.

She lay limply in Cheng Yan's arms, and when Cheng Yan was not paying attention, she raised her arms and hugged his neck tightly.

"Oh my god, you're a real person, are you okay? Don't die."

Cheng Yan didn't care about what position he was in with the person in his arms. He was just afraid that he would cause someone's death.

He raised his hand and placed it in front of the nose of the person in his arms to feel the breath. After feeling the faint breath, he became more anxious.

He picked the person up and ran to the nearest treatment center without stopping.

Cheng Yan was so focused on saving people that he didn't notice the shutter clicking sound when he first came into contact with the "statue".

Cheng Yan ran all the way, and Sohelei took pictures all the way, holding the camera in her hand, Sohelei's face was extremely complicated and tangled.

The photo has been spit out, and the carefully chosen angle makes Cheng Yan and Mir look like they are kissing intimately.

With her fingers trembling a little, Sohelei didn't dare to look any longer. Such a despicable method was only to separate Cheng Yan and Zandik. Even though it had been done, she still despised herself for such behavior.

But she wanted Cheng Yan to be well, so Sohelei clenched her fingers so tightly that her fingertips turned white.

"Please change it. Consider it my plea. Zandik is too dangerous."

Looking at Cheng Yan's disappearing back, Sohelei closed her eyes as if she had made up her mind.

After putting the photo away, she walked into the Sahavara College and found Rubia's room along a somewhat secluded path.

He took out a photo from the ones he had just taken and put it in the hands of Rubia who had been waiting there.

"Here are the photos. Where are the documents you mentioned?"

Sohelei bit her lip and lowered her eyes, not daring to look up at the person in front of her.

Rubia seemed to chuckle, but it seemed not to. However, light footsteps were heard and a thick stack of documents was placed in Sohlei's hands.

"You won't regret it. Cheng Yan will only be better off if he leaves him. Such a person is not worthy of staying in the Church Order Institute, nor is he worthy of being a scholar."