What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

On Friday, the evening breeze and the sparse cicadas played together until the school bell rang. After the first cheer, shouts and the chaotic sound of running footsteps followed, disrupting the rhythm of the summer sweet song.

Lin Xianing stuffed her things into her bag roughly and rushed to the playground to practice sprinting. She also pulled Luo Yilan to help her time it.

"Little girl Yue, are you really not going to come with us?" Lin Xia Ning blinked at He Yue and acted coquettishly.

He Yue shook her head: "I want to go back and rest early."

Luo Yilan also spoke up for her, and said to Lin Xianing, "Yes, Xiaohe needs to have a good rest now, don't bother her, isn't it enough for me to accompany you?"

She deliberately lowered her voice, like a pitiful concubine in the harem. After the three of them had their fill of the drama, Lin Xia Ning smiled and told He Yue, "Then you should go back and rest early. Leave a message on QQ if you have anything to say."

As he said that, he walked out arm in arm with Luo Yilan, and the two began to discuss their new QQ signatures.

"Little girl Luo, what do those numbers mean?"

Luo Yilan raised her face and said, "Only smart people can understand what I mean. It seems that you are indeed a fool."

Lin Xia Ning shouted, deliberately provoking her: "Oh - could it be a secret with Yue Zhou?"

Luo Yilan was shocked, her peach blossom eyes widened: "What secrets could there be between him and me? Lin Xianing, you couldn't have spread all the rumors about Yue Zhou and me!"

Soon the sound of two people chasing each other was heard in the corridor, and the laughter gradually faded away as they ran down the stairs.

He Yue then walked out of the teaching building, looked at the empty corridor, and made sure that Luo Yilan and the others had gone far away before she sneaked to the art building in the moonlight.

It's already very late, and most of the students who haven't left yet are training in the playground like Lin Xia Ning. After all, Hui Lin has already released the list of prizes for this sports meet, and each one is extremely expensive.

The lights in the art building were off and it was quiet. The tapping sounds of shoes on the tiles were amplified by the silence.

He Yue has always been timid. She held Wang Xiuya's sign and would turn her head to look carefully whenever she heard any rustling sound: "It's okay, it's okay..."

He Yue hummed the national anthem in her heart to give herself courage, and groped her way to the door of the broadcasting room.

She listened carefully and made sure there was no one inside before she swiped Wang Xiuya's pass, decisively turned the doorknob, and slipped in.

He Yue occasionally came to the broadcasting room to bring Luo Yilan dinner. It was quite spacious here, and the square layout was clear at a glance. It was just a broadcasting station, and there was a bookshelf against the wall, which was piled with files.

He Yue didn't dare turn on the light. She took out a small flashlight and, with her heart beating faster, quickly flipped through the piles of information on the shelf.

Who would have thought that there is even a playlist from 00, but no member files!

Could it be that someone took it away?

Just when she was feeling a little discouraged, she accidentally caught a glimpse of a sign-in book hanging on the bookshelf. The book was only the size of a palm, with curled corners and full of creases, and it looked very old.

He Yue flashed over, bit the flashlight, pulled out the notebook and opened it.

The sign-in date is on the upper left corner of each page, and the signature of the on-duty staff is below.

As soon as she opened it, she saw Luo Yilan's signature. Her handwriting was square and elegant, yet powerful. The name next to it was Yue Zhou's, which had substance and soul, and was written in a vigorous style.

These two people are so perfect that they can even write a casual autograph so well.

But He Yue didn't have the heart to think about this now. She was flipping through the thick sign-in book while listening to the sounds outside. Her fingertips suddenly stopped.

Finally found it—Wang Xiuya!

He Yue immediately calculated according to the time on the notebook. If nothing unexpected happened, Wang Xiu Ya should be the senior who graduated the year before last. However, Wang Xiu Ya's signature suddenly broke, which meant that she dropped out of school in her second year of high school.

She didn't even graduate!

Time was running out, so He Yue had to remember the name next to Wang Xiu Ya, put the notebook back, and wanted to leave quickly, but at this time she heard another voice.

"Ding!" Someone swiped his pass!

He Yue immediately looked up in the direction of the sound and saw the door handle being gently turned, making a slight sound of metallic friction.

She immediately turned off the flashlight and turned around to look for a place to hide, but there was no place to hide in the broadcasting room!

There was no way to escape, so He Yue had to grit her teeth and crawl into the corner between the bookshelf and the wall, staring at the crack in the slowly opening door, her mind quickly thinking about how to respond.

She pressed herself against the wall and prayed: Zhou Wenhe shouldn't be so unlucky, right?

The cramped corner was filled with the sound of her nervous and rapid breathing. Cold sweat soaked the tip of her nose and He Yue unconsciously clenched her fists.

She was tense as she watched the door open. A tall and straight figure walked in. It was Yue Zhou.

He Yue breathed a sigh of relief but still didn't dare to relax. She watched Yue Zhou take out a small flashlight and turn it on, but the weak light was obviously not of much help to Yue Zhou. He still took every step carefully.

He Yue watched Yue Zhou walk to the radio station and reach out to feel for something, but it was obvious that he didn't find what he wanted.

Why did Yuezhou come here so late even though he has night blindness?

Seeing that Yuezhou's flashlight almost hit her, Heyue pressed closer to the wall.

Yue Zhou had a hard time seeing things, so he could only bend over and get very close. Suddenly, the phone in his pocket rang. He was startled, but after recovering, he quickly picked up the phone: "Hello."

The broadcasting room wasn't very loud, and because it was quiet, He Yue roughly understood what the two were saying.

The voice on the other end of the phone was very anxious: "Xiao Zhou, have you found the things? Miss Ming told you not to let anyone know that you took the medicine, otherwise I can help you find it."

Yue Zhou pursed his lips and refused: "No need."

The person on the other end was still chattering: "Xiao Zhou, Miss Ming said that if this matter is known to others, it must be dealt with seriously."

"I know."

Seriously deal with it? Who should be dealt with? He Yue felt that if she walked out now, it would be like provoking the Yue family.

He Yue's lips became dry due to nervousness. She licked them subconsciously. She glanced around inadvertently and found a medicine bottle lying in the corner opposite her.

Are you looking for this?

If Yue Zhou came over, he would definitely be able to find me.

Unlucky.

Watching Yue Zhou hang up the phone, the light from the stars outside the window fell on his drooped shoulders, and He Yue had a headache.

Just as I was thinking about how to escape, I looked up and saw a large box of information on the top of the bookshelf was shaking.

"Step aside!"

Before he could finish his words, the box tilted from the top of the bookshelf and fell towards Yuezhou. He Yue shouted while rushing out from the corner, took a few steps to stand in front of Yuezhou, raised her hands high to protect Yuezhou's head.

Hearing He Yue's voice, Yue Zhou was startled: Is it her?

Yue Zhou quickly realized something was wrong. His ears moved and he keenly caught the sound of the cardboard box falling. He put his arms around He Yue's waist and protected her head with one hand. Their posture was intimate, as if they were hugging.

Why was he protecting me?

The two bodies were collided with each other by the huge impact force, and He Yue's lips were forced to kiss Yue Zhou's heart. The sudden change made her subconsciously grab the corner of Yue Zhou's clothes.

The flashlight rolled out, and a small beam of light shone into the corner. Yue Zhou's vision was left with only darkness. The girl in his arms groaned and sat down on the ground.

He just felt her pulling at the corner of his clothes, and he couldn't help falling down.

"Are you OK?"

He Yue looked at Yue Zhou's face in the moonlight, luckily, he was not bumped into.

"It's you?"

When He Yue was asked by Yue Zhou, she closed her mouth guiltily and subconsciously wanted to escape, but Yue Zhou grabbed her wrist. With a little force, she fell into Yue Zhou's arms in a more intimate posture.

In the mess, Yue Zhou stretched out his legs. At this moment, He Yue was sitting between his legs, pressing her hands on his waist and abdomen in an attempt to find support.

Hmm...hard.

He Yue's face suddenly flushed, and she withdrew her hand quickly, and her soft hair brushed against Yue Zhou's lips.

Yue Zhou bit his lip and said in a cold tone: "It's so late, what are you doing sneaking around in the broadcasting room?"

He held her wrist, not allowing her to leave, and gradually narrowed the distance between them, listening to He Yue's heartbeat: "Are you nervous?"

He Yue covered her heart with her hands: "I don't have it."

Unable to be questioned by Yue Zhou like this, He Yue took the initiative and asked: "Are you nervous too?"

"I didn't." Yue Zhou imitated He Yue's tone.

"Aren't you nervous about others discovering your secret?"

Yue Zhou's breathing stagnated, and his tone was not as brisk as before: "What are you talking about?"

He Yue shook off Yue Zhou's hand, crawled out from between his long legs, picked up the bottle of medicine in the corner, turned around and stuffed it into Yue Zhou's hand, but Yue Zhou also grabbed He Yue's hand.

He held her tightly: "Who are you?"

Why help him again and again?

"It does not matter."

He Yue wanted to pull her hand away, but she was no match for Yue Zhou's strength. Instead, he pulled her closer to him, with their noses only an inch apart.

He Yue looked at Yue Zhou's eyes which were as dark as ink. She knew that even if he was so close, he still couldn't see her face clearly.

"If you know this is a secret, you should learn to keep your mouth shut. As long as you are Yunlong's student, I can find you quickly."