Save Honkai Gong [Rebirth]

"Fan Yuan, come with me to the office." After class, Lao Liu left a word to Fan Yuan and left with his textbooks in his arms.

"Report..." Fan Yuan came to the office, knocked on the closed office door, opened it and walked in.

The heating inside was fully turned on, and as soon as the door was opened, a wave of warm heat rushed to the face, which was very comfortable.

Fan Yuan walked in.

Old Liu looked at his precious lump in relief, waved to him, and said, "Sit down."

He obediently sat beside him: "Teacher, what's the matter?"

Old Liu unscrewed the thermos cup, took a sip of tea, looked into his tentative eyes, and asked, "Is anyone smoking in your dormitory recently?"

Fan Yuan shook his head: "No."

"Fan Yuan..." Lao Liu smacked his lips meaningfully, as if he was relishing the aroma of tea: "And you are the favorite among the students I have taught. There is no need to hide this kind of thing from the teacher , This is also harming your classmates, do you know?"

Fan Yuan burst out laughing, heartbroken, it turned out that Old Liu was snooping on him.

However, it is true that no one smokes in their dormitory, and he replied truthfully: "No."

"Then why did I find cigarette butts in the trash can outside your door when the dorm supervisor checked the bedroom?"

"Cigarette butts? In our trash can? No way... But it may be thrown by other dormitory residents. After all, we like to put the trash can outside, and it's normal for someone to throw it."

"Really?" Old Liu looked at him suspiciously.

Fan Yuan laughed twice: "It should be?"

"Report..." While the two were talking, a deep voice sounded at the door.

Fan Yuan's eyes suddenly widened.

"Shen Xian? Come in quickly." The young female teacher called out.

Shen Jian walked in with his hands in his pockets, with fluffy black hair and a pair of jet-black eyes half-closed lazily, his gaze lightly glanced over and landed on Fan Yuan's back.

Fan Yuan couldn't listen to what Lao Liu was saying at all, his whole heart was beating extremely fast, echoing in the eardrum.He is now restless and anxious to leave the office immediately.

But soon, the conversation between Mr. Oda and Shen Xian caught his attention.

Teacher Xiaotian asked, "Shen Xian, why did you drop out of school? Did Dad mean it?"

Shen Jian lowered his brows and eyes: "It's nothing. I just don't want to stay here."

"Exiting school is a very important thing. You have to think about it? How about it... You call your father, and I will have a good talk with him."

"No. He has no say in my affairs."

"Then what are you going to do when you drop out?"

Shen Xian was silent for a while: "Go back to where I should go."

"You child..." Mr. Xiaotian was speechless, suddenly thought of something, and looked at Fan Yuan: "By the way, isn't Fan Yuan on good terms with you? Do you know why Shen Xian dropped out of school?"

Fan Yuan was called out suddenly, and his whole body trembled.

He turned his head to look at them, Shen Xian was lowering his head at the moment, not intending to look at him at all, the expression on his face was terribly cold.

Fan Yuan pursed his lips: "I'm sorry. I don't know too well." Then he stood up and said, "Master in charge, I'm leaving first. Regarding the smoking issue, I'll call Xu Qingming for you. He is our most likely to smoke."

When he got nervous, he pushed Xu Qingming out.

As soon as Old Liu heard Xu Qingqing's name, he was very upset. He blew his beard and stared: "Okay. Go and call him, I know this bastard has not done anything good for me."

Under Shen Xian's deep gaze, Fan Yuan left in a hurry, as if he was afraid to stay here for a second longer.

After Fan Yuan left, Xu Qingming was called to the office to be scolded with a dazed expression.

After returning, he yelled at Fan Yuan: "Fanfan, you are too much! How dare you report me? What the hell are we? Plastic brotherhood?"

"Are you really smoking?" Fan Yuan rubbed the center of his brows, and said helplessly, "I can't help it, otherwise Lao Liu will pester me and it will be very annoying. I'm sorry, I'll buy you some water later."

Xu Qingming snorted disdainfully: "We must invite the most expensive one."

Fan Yuan: "OK."

Xu Qingqing sat down in front of him, and asked strangely, "What's wrong with you? Why are you so preoccupied?"

Fan Yuan raised his eyes: "How did you see that?"

Xu Qingqing rolled his eyes: "Fan stingy is not so easy to talk. It's good if you don't hate me, and buy me a drink of water, I'm afraid the sun won't rise tomorrow."

"..." Fan Yuan was speechless for a while, and then sighed: "Indeed. I'm in a panic."

"What's wrong? Tell me?"

"I did one thing wrong." He held his forehead, his face full of sorrow, like a person who confides like a priest in a church, and said distressedly: "I hurt someone who is...very important to me." people."

Xu Qingqing's first thought: "Are you broken in love?"

"You..." Fan Yuan was choked up by this sentence, so he simply stood up and walked out: "I don't want to tell you anymore."

"It's not that I said something wrong again... Where are you going, Fanfan? Are you going to English class?"

"No more. Please take a leave of absence and say that I have a heart attack and go to the infirmary."

Xu Qingqing scratched his head inexplicably: "Oh...that's fine. Come back early, it's cold outside."

"Ah."

After leaving the classroom, he tightened his clothes, and came to the auditorium with ease. Now the quietest place in the school, the auditorium is basically closed to the public unless it is the club rehearsal hall.

The heavy hall door swung open.

Fan Yuan stood with his backlit, standing at the door, the dazzling light from outside the auditorium shone in, clearly exposing the young man who was licking his wounds inside.

Several torn love letters were scattered on the ground, as well as fragments of rose petals. These roses were not small in number and bright in color, but they were brutally torn to pieces on the ground.

Shen Xian sat on the edge of the stage, his decadent eyes slowly lifted up, seeing someone coming, his fingertips holding the cigarette butt trembled slightly.

Fan Yuan pursed his lips and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"It's nothing."

Shen Yan moved his body, threw the sparking cigarette butt to the ground, then lowered his head, trying to hide the bruises at the corners of his eyes and mouth.

"Shen Xian..." Fan Yuan was not ready to leave, he calmed down his emotions and said, "Let's have a good talk."

Shen Xian asked lightly: "What are you talking about?"

Fan Yuan stared at him for a while, then turned around and closed the auditorium door. As soon as the door was closed, the entire auditorium was instantly darkened.

He took a deep breath, approached Shen Xian, sat under the podium, raised his chin slightly to look at him, and asked, "Are you going to drop out?"

Shen Jian raised his eyes, met his melancholy eyes, and smiled, a little desolately: "Brother doesn't hate me to the extreme...Why do you ask this?"

"..." Fan Yuan didn't answer.

Shen Jian frowned, seemed displeased with Fan Yuan's calm look, and was not afraid of anything, directly took out a cigarette in front of his eyes, and started smoking.

The strong smell of smoke permeated the air.

Wisps of smoke overflowed from the young man's sexy thin lips, surrounding that handsome face, as decadent as a beautiful portrait oil painting.

Fan Yuan moved his lips: "When did you learn to smoke?"

Shen title: "Singapore."

Fan Yuan: "Why didn't you tell me before?"

"You have heart disease and can't smell."

"..." The corner of Fan Yuan's mouth parted into a sarcastic smile: "You care about me now. Why didn't you say something like that when you pointed a knife at me before."

"..." Shen Jian raised his eyes to look over, and after a while of silence, he asked, "Is my brother disappointed in me? Do you think I look like a white-eyed wolf?"

Fan Yuan didn't deny it either: "Yes."

"That's right. It's not surprising..." He jumped off the stage, holding a cigarette with his fingertips and approaching him: "Anyway, my brother has always regarded me as a wolf cub since I was a child... Isn't it?"

Seeing him approaching step by step, Fan Yuan was unusually calm, without the slightest sign of retreating, but turned his face slightly to avoid the smell of smoke.

"Brother..." Shen Lian put his hands on the back of the chair, encircling him in the middle, with an unidentified emotion in his eyes, and said in a low voice:

"I've been thinking about it for a long time...I've imagined a life without you in the future, but the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable it feels like being stabbed by a knife. So...I think, I still can't live without you."

Fan Yuan hesitated for a few seconds, straightened his face, and decided to face up to those passionate eyes.

He raised his head and asked in a low voice, "So, what do you want?"

Shen Jian lowered his face and got closer to him, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, he said: "It's not good. I want to put my brother in a suitcase and take him away."

"..." Fan Yuan's pupils flickered secretly, although Shen Xian said this sentence lightly as if it was a joke, there was a hint of threat.

"What's wrong?" Shen Yan took a puff of cigarette and sprayed it on his face. Seeing Fan Yuan's increasingly terrified expression, he chuckled softly: "Brother, can't pretend now? I almost thought you Don't be afraid of me."

Fan Yuan's palms were already drenched in hot sweat, and his fingertips were restlessly moving on the chair.

He guessed right, he was indeed afraid, afraid that he would do something to him, so he had to compromise first: "Give me some time."

"Huh?" Shen Xie's pupils flickered secretly: "How long?"

"At least not now. Now I just want to study hard and have no other thoughts."

Shen Xian's tone was a little excited: "Then after graduation?"

"What?" Fan Yuan was puzzled.

He said: "My brother will marry me after graduation."

"..."

Shen Xian held his face excitedly, opened a pair of bloodshot eyes, and asked gently and eagerly: "How about it? Marry me."

"I..." Fan Yuan swallowed hard, moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but Shen Jian interrupted him: "You can lie to me, as long as you don't reject me."

"Cough cough..."

Fan Yuan was choked by the smell of smoke and coughed twice, was taken aback for a moment, threw away the cigarette in his hand in a panic, and stomped it out.

He knelt down in front of him on one knee, held his hand carefully, rubbed his cheek against his palm, and looked at Fan Yuan expectantly.

"Brother... I love you... No one in this world loves you more than me. As long as you want, my life can be yours."

"Shen Xian...I..." Fan Yuan frowned in embarrassment, and was about to say something when his eyes, which were full of expectation, suddenly turned cold, like a bottomless abyss, so cold that his heart trembled.

Fan Yuan's mind suddenly recalled the corpses that fell on the beams, and Shen Xian's strange expression when he danced with him in his arms.

He was so frightened that he swallowed the second half of the sentence stuck in his throat, and after a long time, he responded in fear: "Okay, okay..."

The corners of Shen Jian's lips twitched, and he smiled lightly, held up his right hand, gently kissed the back of his hand, and said in a low voice, "Baby, be good like this..."