The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

"Of course not!" Su Yang became even more excited. He put the star track model aside and said while counting on his fingers, "And the Big Dipper. It looks like a fixed spoon, but in fact each star is moving. It's just that they are too far away to be seen with the naked eye. In another 100,000 years, the 'spoon' will become a 'shovel'. The ancients said 'the stars move and the constellations rotate', and that was not nonsense. They really are moving."

He became more and more engaged as he spoke, discussing everything from planetary transits to comet orbits, from the formation of monsoons to crustal movement, his mouth full of jargon. "Brother, I also want to build a private observatory and look at the stars every day."

"Sure," Su Xiang replied with a smile, "When we get home, I'll immediately arrange for someone to build one for you, with the best telescope."

Su Yang hugged his arms excitedly: "Brother is the best! Much better than that stingy guy Gelsemium. He just wanted to put me in a cage..."

When Gouwen heard Su Yangzhen's complaint, he raised his head sharply, sweat oozing from his forehead, and forced a smile that was uglier than crying: "Young Master, you... you must have remembered it wrongly. Where is the cage? My villa is very clean. I wouldn't even want to lock up a fly, so why would I lock you up?"

He secretly glanced at Su Xiang, and seeing that his eyes were calm, he became even more panicked: "You must be too engrossed in playing with the model and hallucinating! Look at how much this star track requires your brain. Maybe it's the reflection of the parts that dazzled you, and you mistook the mirror in the cloakroom for a cage? Yes, yes, that must be it!"

Su Yang frowned and was about to refute, but he saw Gelsemium ​​winking at him wildly, with the corners of his mouth twitching, as if saying "Little ancestor, please stop talking!"

Su Xiang didn't look at Gelsemium, but just reached out and rubbed Su Yang's hair, saying naturally: "Don't be afraid, if he dares to disrespect you, I will tear his bones apart and use them as star track parts."

Although he said this lightly, Goushi was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground, his head lowered even lower. "I dare not! I have always respected the young master and would love to give him my heart to play with. How dare I act rashly? It must have been a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

He secretly raised his eyes and saw Su Xiang's eyes on the blood on his chest. He quickly explained: "This injury... was caused by my own accidental fall! It has nothing to do with the young master. He was very well behaved and was always playing with models. He didn't even touch me!"

Su Yang was amused by his cowardly look. Just when he was about to laugh, he remembered the forced kiss just now and his face turned serious: "Who said it was a misunderstanding? You just..."

"What else?" Gelwen interrupted faster than anyone else, his voice tinged with tears. "I was even helping you adjust the model! You said the dark matter band wasn't bright enough, so I adjusted it myself and accidentally scratched it on a part. Seriously!"

Su Xiang finally looked at Gulwen, his eyes were indifferent, but seemed to contain ice: "Get up."

Gelsemium felt as if he had been granted amnesty. His clothes on the back were soaked with cold sweat. He quickly changed the subject, "Great Demon Lord, Young Master, would you like to stay for dinner? I'll have someone prepare it right away."

"No." Su Xiang picked up the star track model and handed it to Su Yang. "It's time to go home. The Marquis of Buye is back from a business trip and has made your favorite squirrel mandarin fish at the Sea Moon."

"Wow! Let's go!" Su Yang immediately took the model and pulled Su Xiang towards the door. After running two steps, he turned back and waved at Gulliver, "I'll take the model! I'll play with you next time... Oh no, next time I'll ask you to make me a new model!"

Gouwen looked at the backs of the two men and sighed helplessly, but when Su Xiang was about to reach the door, he suddenly turned around and looked at him.

That glance, like a knife tempered with ice, pierced straight into Gelsemium's heart. There were no angry roars, no violent questions, only a deadly cold silence, as if saying, "We'll settle the account slowly."

Gelsemium's calves instantly gave way, and he nearly fell to his knees again. Only when the car engine's hum faded into the forest did he collapse, exhausted, on the sofa. Cold sweat trickled down his spine, staining his shirt darkly.

"It's over..." Gousui grabbed his hair, his tone filled with despair, "I've completely offended the Great Demon Lord now. I'll be surprised if he doesn't skin me alive."

But when she thought of the moment when she kissed Su Yang in the alley just now, the pain suddenly became insignificant.

He raised his hand and touched his lips. The warmth of the other person's lips seemed to remain on his fingertips, with a hint of sweetness from red bean crisps, mixed with the freshness unique to young people.

"Tsk..." Gouwen chuckled softly. The fear that was just caused by Su Xiang's look was quietly suppressed by this aftertaste.

"Isn't it just a glare from the Great Demon Lord?" Gouwen propped himself up on the sofa, tugging at his sweat-soaked shirt with his hands. A sly smile curled his lips. "After all, I've been beaten enough since I was a kid, haven't I? One more isn't too much."

He looked at the huge oil painting in the room. The Su Yang in the painting was smiling with his eyebrows curved. Gouwen reached out and touched the boy's cheek. The paranoia in his eyes resurfaced, and his tone was filled with a kind of crazy persistence:

"What's wrong with getting beaten up for taking advantage of a little bastard like you? It's worth it! Absolutely worth it! Next time... I will definitely succeed."

……

When Jian Yi and Bai Yu returned to Qingwu University, dusk had already crept over the spires of the teaching buildings. As they entered the dormitory building, the lights in the hallway began to flicker, and the buzzing sound of electricity was like insects crawling around their ears.

"It's like this again..." Jian Yi subconsciously leaned closer to Bai Yu. Every evening, the lights in the corridor would malfunction, even though the new wiring was just replaced last week.

"When we entered the dormitory building just now, the dorm manager clearly saw you following her. Why didn't she stop you?"

Bai Yu was happily holding Jian Yi's hand. When she heard this, she was stunned and scratched her head stupidly: "Uh... Auntie is a good person, no matter what."

"..."

Jian Yi was speechless for a moment.

The dormitory manager was sitting in the duty room downstairs, knitting without stopping. She ignored Bai Yu and Jian Yi as they walked into the girls' dormitory, as if he were just a gust of wind.

The girls from the same building walked by with books in their arms. Some were laughing, some were looking down at their phones. No one even glanced at the boy who appeared in the corridor. They didn't even pause, as if he didn't exist in this space at all.

Jian Yi was a man who had experienced many ups and downs, and he had long since sensed something was amiss. Bai Yu could freely enter and exit the girls' dormitory without anyone stopping him, and he could speak loudly in the hallway without anyone even glancing at him.

There was even one time when he was squatting in the middle of the corridor counting ants, and a girl passing by acted as if she didn't see him and walked away from him.

She had a vague feeling that this silly guy was no ordinary person. But then she realized he had never harbored any ill will towards her. He would only hold her hand and call her "Jian Yi, Jian Yi," give her the sweetest candy, and stand in front of her when she was scared, saying "Don't be afraid" with his eyes as clear as a stream.

In that case, what does it matter who he is or where he comes from?

The most important things right now are the lingering female ghost in the dormitory, the walls oozing with black water, and the faint sighs in the middle of the night.

She glanced back at Bai Yu's silly smile, and her doubts about the "unusual" were eventually suppressed by her fear of the female ghost. If you can't figure out some things, just forget about them. You should be thankful that you can get through this hurdle.

Bai Yu suddenly stopped and pointed at the cardboard box at the corner of the stairs with a silly smile: "Jian Yi, look, they are crying."

Jian Yi followed his finger and saw the topmost cardboard box trembling slightly, with black water seeping out of the cracks. She was about to pull him away when Bai Yu stepped forward and poked the box with his finger:

"Don't be sad, I'll give you some candy, okay?" He took out a piece of fruit candy from his pocket, carefully stuffed it into the gap between the cardboard boxes, and patted the lid of the box. "Be good, don't cry anymore."

The box's vibrations actually stopped. Jian Yi was stunned. Just as she was about to ask him how he knew the box was "crying," Bai Yu jumped up and grabbed her hand, "Let's go, there are goodies waiting for us upstairs!"

Arriving at the door of dormitory 414, Jian Yi discovered that his key was missing and was about to call Song Ran. But Bai Yu clapped her hands and laughed first: "The door missed us, and it opened by itself!"

As expected, the dormitory door creaked open a crack, revealing a pitch-black opening like an open eye. Jian Yi recoiled in fear, but Bai Yu, unfazed, pulled a crooked paper crane from his pocket.

It looked like it was folded casually, and its wings were tilted to one side. He stuffed the paper crane into the gap and said softly, "It's for you to play with. Don't scare my Jian Yi."

Suddenly, there was a "wow" sound from inside, like a kitten whose tail was stepped on. Before Jian Yi could react, Bai Yu had already pulled her in and said, "Okay, she's done making trouble!"