Save Honkai Gong [Rebirth]

"Xu Qingqing?" Fan Yuan used his mobile phone to look around. The dark corridor was empty and eerily quiet. From time to time, there was a ticking sound similar to glass beads falling on the ground.

"Where are you? Fuck, don't scare me!" Fan Yuan shouted, but no voice responded to him.

He bravely searched for him on the stairs for a while, but didn't find him, so he hurriedly dialed his cell phone number.

A crisp bell rang on the second floor.

Fan Yuan moved his ears to judge Xu Qingqing's location, and then walked according to the direction of the ringtone. The location of the ringtone seemed to be in the toilet on the second floor, but it was erratic.

He walked down the stairs. At this moment, a dark shadow seemed to pass by the corridor on the second floor.

Fan Yuan raised his head immediately: "Xu Qingming, is that you? You are the one talking? Don't fucking scare me!"

Xu Qingming did not reply.

Fan Yuan had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to the second floor. The safety escape door on the second floor was half closed, as if it was opened specially for him.

Inside the escape door are classrooms such as the music room and the art room. There are almost no students left without classes.

So, the lights here are turned off earlier than other floors.

The phone was dying, so he put it back in his pocket.

With the faint light outside the window, he walked in in the dark, came to the toilet at the end of the corridor, and shouted inside: "Xu Qingming, are you in there?"

"..." There was a deathly silence.

Suddenly, there was a clear dripping sound from the faucet from the toilet, as if someone had turned on the faucet.

Fan Yuan stood at the door, a little at a loss.

When he was hesitating whether to go in, a warm wind blew past his ears, and someone blew into his ears from behind, making him cold from head to toe.

"Who?!" Fan Yuan suddenly turned around, but at the moment of turning around, a pair of hands tightly hugged his waist from behind.

"What are you doing!" Those hands bound his waist like iron clamps, and kept pushing him into the toilet, pushing him to the edge of the sink with brute force, and then, under his horrified gaze, , and touched those cold hands to his buttocks.

Those hands didn't look like they were joking, if it was Xu Qingming, he wouldn't play such an exaggerated joke with him at all.

those hands...

obviously in...

Fan Yuan opened his eyes wide, staring at the blurry black figure stuck behind him in the mirror.

"stop it now!"

Fan Yuan resisted fiercely. Although he was weak, he still had some strength. In addition to his height of 1.7 meters, even if that person wanted to bully him, he would have to work hard.

Fan Yuan panted heavily, and said in a low voice, "Shen Xian...is that you!?"

"..." The man didn't answer him, he pressed his head on the sink, and then roughly untied his belt.

Fan Yuan shouted angrily: "Shen Xian! You dare to touch me today!"

A gust of cool wind came in, most of his shirt was uncovered, the man was pressing him from behind, and his right hand kept groping on him.

In a panic, Fan Yuan moved his hand down and groped quietly on the sink, trying to find something to defend himself.

After groping for a while, he finally found a hard object. He didn't care what it was, picked it up and slammed it heavily on the person behind him.

The man let out a "hiss" in pain, and took a step back unsteadily.

Fan Yuan glanced at the sink, there seemed to be something shining coldly there.

It was a small fragment of a mirror, it must have been left behind by someone who broke it in the toilet and forgot to clean it up.

He reached out and picked it up, and while the man was still in pain and didn't recover, he reached out and picked it up, and slammed it on his shoulder.

A touch of blood flew up.

The man trembled from the pain, subconsciously defended, and punched Fan Yuan's lower abdomen with his fist. Taking advantage of the moment he bent over, he grabbed his hands with his backhand and pinned him on the sink.

I don't know if Fan Yuan's resistance made him a little annoyed, he suddenly grabbed his hair, and slammed him against the mirror with a ferocious face.

This blow completely stunned Fan Yuan, and a blush appeared on his forehead instantly.

Fan Yuan's breathing became short of breath, he supported himself on the sink with difficulty, covered his heart with one hand, pressed the other on the mirror, and panted heavily.

The degree of panting was extremely frightening, like a dog that was about to die of exhaustion, it was terribly frightening.

The person behind him also seemed to be stunned, as if he didn't expect him to suddenly become like this.

After standing and watching him for a while, he let go of him in a panic, and as Fan Yuan fell to the ground with a "thump", the man fled the scene without looking back.

As soon as he left, the toilet quickly quieted down.

Only Fan Yuan's faint panting echoed in the toilet.

"Haha...haha..."

He wanted to reach for the medicine in his pocket, but he couldn't move because of the pain. He could only curl up and bow on the ground, sobbing in pain.

Maybe it was because he had too much desire to survive and didn't want to die so early. He endured the pain and took out the medicine, opened the medicine bottle tremblingly, and took the Suxiao Jiuxin Pill.

Fan Yuan fell to the ground, his body gradually recovered, panting slowly, adjusting his body condition.

In the dim bathroom, after resting for a long time, he got up with a heavy body, limped and groped along the wall and walked down.

When I returned to the door of the dormitory, there was a person standing at the door. That person was wearing a hoodie, with his head down, leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets, as if he was waiting for someone, motionless.

Seeing him, Fan Yuan smiled ironically.

Shen Xian looked up, a gloomy face showed a hint of excitement, and he called from a distance: "Brother."

Fan Yuan limped up to him, without saying a word, he slapped him hard on the face, which made him cover his face and froze in place, bewildered.

He grabbed his collar, raised his head and stared at him viciously, almost biting his lips and opening his mouth:

"Wolf cub, don't you just want my life? Come, come and take it. What is it to play tricks behind your back? Ah? Don't you just want to drive me to death? Is it necessary?"

"Brother?" Shen Xian was a little at a loss, although he was beaten, there was no anger on that handsome face, instead he was aggrieved.

Fan Yuan staggered.

Shen Xian stretched out his hands to support his body, but he pushed them away angrily.

Shen Xian was taken aback for a moment, as if he had guessed something, his tone was a little displeased, and he asked, "Brother, do you want to go back on your word?"

Fan Yuan didn't speak, his eyes were red, and the moist tears in his eyes were swirling, wanting to fall, most of them were disappointed with Shen Xian rather than anger.

Shen Xian: "Answer me."

Fan Yuan let out a contemptuous smile in his nasal cavity, knocked his body away with his shoulder coldly, and raised his legs to leave.

"Why? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Shen Xian's face changed, and the face that was aggrieved just now became extremely gloomy.

He stared fiercely at Fan Yuan's back with his black eyes, and pressed his tongue against the painful right cheek from Fan Yuan's beating, and pressed down the sharp corners of his lips.

When Fan Yuan walked half a meter away from him, he reached out and grabbed his arm domineeringly, pulling him back.

Fan Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and before he could react, he dragged him into the darkness, then he pushed him against the wall, and bit him hard on the neck.

"Shen Xian! What are you doing!" Fan Yuan wanted to call for help, but Shen Xian stretched out his hand and covered his mouth.

His knee split his legs, and his hands clasped his wrists, immobilizing him.

"Hmm..." Fan Yuan leaned against the wall and panted helplessly, with wet tears rolling out of his eyes.

Shen's sharp canine teeth were deeply embedded in his flesh. Although the force was heavy, he was well controlled and kept at a level that would not hurt him.

After a long time, he let go of him. After the violence, he seemed to be a different person again, gently licking the row of sunken teeth marks, the place where the tip of his tongue brushed was wet and itchy.

His hoarse voice sounded in Fan Yuan's ear: "Brother...you always lie to me like this. You made me happy, and gave me a blow in the head again...Do you know, I'm very sad..."

"..." Fan Yuan closed his eyes in despair, not struggling.

Shen Lian let go of him, gently kissed the tears falling from the corner of his eyes, gradually moved them down, and printed a gentle kiss on his lips, said in a hoarse voice: "This is how you behave..."

Fan Yuan slowly opened his eyes, met his obsessed gaze, and said, "Can you let me go now?"

"Are you angry?" Shen Lian's face was very close to him, and every time he spoke, his scorching breath would always spray on his face. "What's the matter?"

Fan Yuan turned his face coldly, avoiding the lips that rubbed fire on his lips.

"Brother slapped me for no reason, should I ask?" he said.

"The bathroom, it's you."

Fan Yuan pushed Shen Xian away, leaned against the wall and looked at him, his eyes were red, his face was sad and angry, Shen Xian felt like a pinprick in his heart.

"Brother..." He didn't care about explaining anything else, he stretched out his hand and wanted to hug Fan Yuan into his arms, coaxing him well, but unexpectedly, he pushed him away again.

"That's enough. I'm tired and want to go back to the dormitory to rest...don't treat me too harshly." Fan Yuan lowered his lost eyes, turned and left.

"Hmm..." Shen Xian didn't try to stop him, but just lowered his head, kept a distance from him, silently followed behind him, and watched him go back to the dormitory.

In the bedroom:

"Fanfan! You're back!" As soon as the door opened, Xu Qingqing jumped up from the bed anxiously and rushed towards him.

"Xu Qingqing?" Fan Yuan grabbed his arm, frowned and asked, "Where did you go just now?"

"Me?" Xu Qingqing was taken aback, pointed to one side, and said, "I went to pee, but when I came back to look for you, you disappeared. I thought you came back first, so I came back."

"Then what was your ghost name at that time?" Fan Yuan pushed him displeased, and said displeasedly, "You're a fucking god, I'll go find you, do you know that I almost..."

He paused for a while, and abruptly choked on the second half of the sentence.

Xu Qingqing's eyes flickered, showing a subtle emotion, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fan Yuan frowned, waved his hand and walked in beside him: "It's nothing."

"I'm sorry, Fanfan..." Xu Qingming followed, and smiled apologetically, "I will never abandon you in the future."

Fan Yuan ignored him, his mind was full of Shen Xian's aggrieved face just now.

He took out his own medicine and band-aids and walked into the bathroom, dealing with the swollen red envelope on his forehead.

After processing, he was just about to throw the cotton swab stick in his hand into the trash can, but he accidentally caught a glimpse of some bloody tissues in the trash can.

"Blood?" Fan Yuan squinted his eyes, stared at the bloody paper in doubt, paused, flipped through it, and picked up a balled paper towel hidden at the bottom.

He opened the bloody paper ball, exposing a small shard of glass.There was still blood stains on the glass.

Fan Yuan's pupils dilated slightly, and he was extremely surprised. After a while, this surprise was gradually replaced by calmness.

He came out of the bathroom with a cold face, stood next to the cabinet, put the medicine box on the side, and asked lightly: "Is someone injured in the dormitory?"

Li Xiaopang, who was lying on the opposite side of his bed and playing games, replied, "Xu Qingqing, he bled a lot when he just came back..."

Xu Qingqing stood where he was, his body froze.

Fan Yuan paused slightly for placing the medicine box, and slowly raised his eyes to look at one place.

"Xu Qingqing." He called softly.

Xu Qingqing gasped slightly, and smiled nervously: "What's the matter?"

"Are you injured?" Fan Yuan asked.

"Uh... I fell on the stairs." Xu Qingqing laughed "haha" twice, scratching the back of his head: "It's not like you don't know that it's dark there. I fell down without paying attention..."

"Hmm..." Fan Yuan turned his head to look at him, and smiled slightly: "Do you need medicine? I have unused iodine and band-aids here."

"No...no need." Xu Qingming's forehead was covered with cold sweat, under Fan Yuan's calm gaze, he smiled unnaturally, climbed up the ladder to the bed, and said as he climbed: "It's okay, Just a minor injury. Don't worry about me."

Fan Yuan lowered his head and put the medicinal wine back into the cabinet.

"Be careful next time, watch carefully when you walk. It's a trivial matter to get hurt when you fall, but if you accidentally get caught by the glass...it's serious, and you need a tetanus."

These words are neither light nor heavy, as soft as a breeze, but with a trace of thought-provoking coldness.

Xiaopang turned his head and asked curiously: "Fanfan, do you still have to have a tetanus if you get pierced by glass?"

Fan Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, lay on the bed, and replied: "Of course. If it is not treated properly...the wound will rot." After a pause, his tone sank: "If it is serious... maybe someone will die."

"I'm going...it's scary..." Xiaopang shrank his neck: "Old Xu, you should go to the infirmary tomorrow."

Xu Qingming didn't answer, and lay stiff on the bed, sweating profusely, not daring to move.

Fan Yuan stared at the bed board above, and smiled with his lips curled up: "Xu Qingqing is a minor injury, just a broken skin, just rub some medicinal wine to disinfect it. It doesn't need to be so troublesome."

"Do you think so? Xu Qingqing?"

Xu Qingqing's trembling voice came from above: "Well... Fanfan is right..." He swallowed with difficulty: "I'm fine...don't worry about me..."

Fan Yuan slowly closed his eyes: "Of course it's okay. But you can't just leave it alone. Tomorrow, I'll accompany you to the infirmary and let the teacher check your injuries."