【Visai】Unrequited Love

9.

Soon, Sekel and Virut had exchanged for nearly half a month, including the coma time.

The two of them tried various methods halfway, but there was still no sign of soul recovery.

In the end, only the item of drowning was left, which was shelved because Sekel refused to kill him. Seeing that he resisted so much, Virut didn't mention it again.

Fortunately, Virut is a good student who doesn't need questions from the instructor on weekdays, and Seker has basically adapted to Virut's courses in more than a week, but today he was caught unexpectedly just after the afternoon break.

When the beautiful commander in military uniform stood in front of him, this strange body-swapping incident seemed to officially lead him to a point of no return.

The girl in front of her has smooth black hair, combed meticulously, has an outstanding appearance and is tall and tall. The glasses on the tall bridge of the nose not only do not cover the clear eyes with shimmering light, but also add a bit of intellectual bookishness to the icing on the cake. The ground's steps are elegant and have the sharpness of a soldier.

The brows and eyes are cold and alienated, and the elegant temperament carries an unshakable serious aura while walking, worthy of the name of the college goddess level.

At a glance, Sekel even thought he saw the female version of Virut.

"Why haven't you left yet, Kronor."

Mrs. C walked up to him under a slightly ambiguous gaze, her lips moved and she said in a melodious voice.

Sekel blinked his eyes. He didn't know that apart from Virut, a cold male god, there was also an outstanding female school girl like Zun in the command department.

Looking at the reactions of the people around, could it be that this is Virut's little girlfriend?

Thinking of this, Sekel couldn't help but look sideways at the other party carefully.

Well, the face value is perfect!

Perfect figure!

Full score!

Even the sound is nice and there is no flaw, it is perfect!

Look at this exact coffin face and the appearance of a schoolmaster, it's a natural match for Virut!

Sai Kerr scored inwardly, and it was a little joyful to compare these two faces together.

However, thinking that the girl in front of him might have a lot to do with Virut, Sekel suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

This guy Virut, if he likes such a beautiful school girl, don't tell him!

He made a note of the other party in his heart without hesitation, and then felt that something was wrong.

He has a bad relationship with Virut, why did Virut tell him?

It has nothing to do with him, if it wasn't for the troublesome matter of exchanging souls, why should I worry about it!

Sekel was very upset for no reason, but under the current situation, he could only stabilize his emotions and hum with a stern face.

Fortunately, Virut has such an aura, so that the other party has no doubts.

"In that case, let's go together." Mrs. C walked to his side naturally, with a familiar but reserved distance, Sekel had no room to refute at all.

In fact, he didn't even know where he was going, and it seemed that he had no other choice but to pretend to follow the other party.

The two walked side by side in the quiet and tidy corridor, only the sound of footsteps and breathing could be heard, and the awkward Sekel felt awkward.

Compared with the bustling and bustling scenes of the Assassin class on weekdays, the teaching building of the command department is really shockingly quiet.

Just when Sekel was scratching his head and thinking about whether to say something, Mrs. C suddenly said,

"Are you so uncomfortable with me?"

"..." Sekel didn't know what to say for a moment.

Feeling a bit resentful in this tone?Virut didn't do anything to be sorry for others, let him take the blame!

Sai Keer was thinking wildly in his mind, and before he could think about how to reply, the other party had already stepped forward to stop him, the quiet almond pupils under the lens were shining, and his outstanding appearance was full of self-confidence that attracted people's attention With a smile, you can clearly feel the outstanding temperament and self-cultivation in every gesture,

"Verut Krono, how did you think about my previous question?"

Who knows what question you asked? ?

Sekel choked for a moment, he felt the palm of his hand holding the book start to sweat, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer to deal with it.

This girl is a commander at the same level as Virut, and she seems to be very familiar with Virut. If the wrong answer is exposed, she will be scolded to death by Virut.

He forcibly tightened the expression on his face, remained silent for a while before he managed to utter a single word,

"I……"

But Mrs. C interrupted him abruptly and let out a laugh, and sighed helplessly,

"Well, it goes without saying that I know. It's not your style to be so indecisive."

Of course he wasn't Virut in the first place.

Sekel breathed a sigh of relief and complained silently in his heart, his expression relaxed a little, and he showed her a slightly apologetic smile kindly. After the crisis, he suddenly became a little curious about what the other party asked Virut.

Before he could come up with anything in his brain, the elegant and elegant intellectual goddess brushed her black hair, and unconsciously dropped a bomb at him,

"Even though our family has the intention of getting married, I personally have a good impression of you. But since you already want to belong, I won't force it.

Although there are very few outstanding people like you, it's not to the point where I'll be disappointed. "

She smiled carefreely, looked at the red pupils who seemed to be stunned for a moment, Conghui's eyes were slightly playful, turned around and hooked the corners of her mouth in a melodious voice,

"However, to make you reject such an outstanding me, I am very curious about the sweetheart who can be unrequitedly loved by your master Krono. If you have the opportunity, you must let me meet."

Seker was on the spot.

...What did the girl say just now? ?

marriage? ?Unrequited love? ?Sweetheart? ?

Can this, these words have a relationship with Virut? ?

He responded mechanically, and continued to follow the other party with stiff legs. Fortunately, Mrs. C saw his discomfort and didn't intend to continue talking.

Sekel's heart was turbulent, and he played back the conversation just now over and over in his mind several times in disbelief.

After carefully confirming that there was no temporary short circuit or frequency error in my ears, I had to admit...

Virut, do you really have someone you like?

I feel that Virut will not find such a substandard reason for rejecting others.

Then

Who, who is this person!

Sekel was dumbfounded.

His desire to gossip rose, and he couldn't help but start to exclude candidates.

The little white flower at the same table? ?No, Virut said yesterday that he didn't know.

And that guy has a very regular schedule every day. He goes back to the dormitory on time every day for rest, and he doesn't go out casually at night. He doesn't look like he has an unrequited love!

If they get along day and night... only the people in the dormitory?

Mr. B, usually hangs out with himself all day long, and Virut can't talk to him for a month.

Mr. A?It's quite possible, the two of them still go to evening self-study together every day, but Mr. A obviously has a better relationship with Mr. B, and I don't usually see any special reaction from him——

other people's words...

There is no one else!

Sekel was extremely at a loss, thinking that this could become a great unsolved mystery of the National Military Academy.

As for one of the options that seemed absolutely impossible to him, he selectively ignored it before screening.

10.

Sekel hadn't recovered from this deep question until he sat in the conference room of the Strategic Communication Department of the Command Section.

He listened empty-eyed to the elites of the command department sitting around the round table who were discussing and planning things that he couldn't understand at all. Feeling very uncomfortable.

The surrounding commanders saw that he was in a state of mental distress, and responded with sympathy and concern. Even if there were one or two who wanted to ask him for advice, they were dragged onto themselves by Mr. C's understatement that he was uncomfortable.

Sekel, who was completely at ease, was very moved.

It's so considerate—what did Virut think, he refused such a nice girl? ?What a waste!

Sai Keer began to wander in peace and waited for the end time.

Until Mr. A at the side leaned over in the lively atmosphere of the discussion,

"Verut?"

"Virut" looked back at him, and before he could ask, the other party had already slapped his forehead, "Oh, yes, I forgot... You two have no tasks now, you don't need to write a strategic plan."

It seems to be the case.

"Virut" nodded in deep agreement.

It was only then that Sekel realized that Virut was different from him. Before each mission, he had to formulate a strategic plan overnight and submit a mission report afterward.

Thinking about it this way, Commander is really troublesome.

Sekel couldn't help curling his lips inwardly.

"But it's just right, you can take this opportunity to take a break. Every time you have to write three or four more proposals, I really can't stand it."

Mr. A patted him on the shoulder thoughtfully and sympathized, with some disapproval in his words,

"Don't follow Sekel too much. How can a commander be led away by an assassin like this? Every time he causes you so much trouble, he doesn't realize it."

Sekel was taken aback for a moment.

The "Virut" on the face seemed to be a little uncertain and said softly,

"Have it?"

"Of course, even if both of you are strong, you can't be so unreliable. I heard about the drowning last time, and he didn't obey the command temporarily, right?"

Mr. A seemed to hold back for a long time, and immediately continued dissatisfied as soon as he answered the words,

"You are always accommodating him like this, but you have to stay up for several nights in order to be on the safe side for any major changes in the plan. It's not because you are afraid that he won't listen to the plan and it will go wrong. Even if you refuse to change your partner no matter what, you should at least make it clear. He should restrain himself!"

Sai Colton was a little bit embarrassed by his accusation.

He was a little embarrassed.

After staying in the command department for such a period of time, compared with other partners, I really feel that I seem to be very willful in front of Virut.

Thinking about it carefully...Verut, who has always disliked him and ridiculed him in every possible way, seems to be quite used to him?

The other partners' assassin missions can be said to be obedient to the commander, and some even come to discuss with their commander before the mission to formulate a plan.

And he seemed to care about the task every time he set off.

Before the mission, he had never seriously read Virut's plan, and during the mission, he did whatever he wanted, even occasionally just to make Virut angry and worried.

And that person would always just sigh with a headache, scold him a few words with a cold face, and then repeat the new route to him in a cold voice.

It turns out, didn't those things come out on the spot with ease...

Sekel suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

At this moment, a picture suddenly flashed in his mind.

The magic energy chandelier cast a layer of warm light on the entire desk, and the body he was on was currently writing his plan in neat and beautiful fonts.

The materials are piled up in a pile at hand, but they are categorized and labeled in an orderly manner.

The slender hand in his sight was holding the pen holder and was writing tirelessly line by line. Next to him was a stack of completed manuscripts. From the corner of his eye, he could barely make out that it was the mission plan from last time, and the one that appeared the most on it was word……

It's his Sekel? Lupu's name.

Sekel returned to his senses in a trance.

Could this be the remaining memory of Virut's body?But... there seems to be something wrong?

Why did Virut treat him so well?

So many commanders noticed that the silver-haired boy frowned, sat there with his chin propped up with a slightly melancholy expression, absent-minded the whole time without saying a word, very deep.

It must be thinking about some military problem, or something very deep.

They all sighed in their hearts.

It's really curious how difficult it is to make that Virut Krono so difficult!

Just when Sekel picked up his things and wanted to run after the meeting, trying to rush back to the dormitory to think about his life, he was suddenly stopped by a group of juniors.

He listened with a big head to the crowd in front of him looking at him with admiring eyes, and the young commanders who were thirsty for knowledge were surrounding him holding up notes,

"Senior Krono, there is something we don't understand about this topic last week. Our team has tried our best to deploy combat power in the sand table exercise. It is completely feasible according to the terrain and the number of enemies. Why did the instructor give us a bad score? high?"

The school girl who looked like the team leader at the front didn't give him a chance to refuse, and immediately began to explain the conditions of the simulation and the strategic distribution of their team, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her words.

However, Sekel was stunned when he heard it, and he didn't understand anything for a long time.

"This……"

He swallowed, looking left and right, racking his brains to think about how to get out, until a frivolous magnetic voice suddenly broke in from the side,

"The fundamental purpose of army command is to unite will and action, maximize and bring into play the combat effectiveness of troops, annihilate the enemy most effectively, preserve oneself, and win combat victories.

Your troop distribution is too focused on firepower, ignoring how to preserve combat power to the maximum extent. If the sand table is a real battlefield, you will suffer heavy casualties. Even if you win, you are not a qualified commander. "

Everyone's eyes were drawn over immediately, and at some point, a young man with gray and blue hair sat cross-legged on the edge of the vacated table in the back row. He squinted slightly, showing disdain, his brows fluttering lazily with a little bit of sharpness, the corners of his lips curled up as if he didn't see the eyes of the group of people in front of him, and he showed a smile that showed his canine teeth and asked for credit,

"I'm right—male god!"

Everyone's heart: Fuck, it's Sekel? Lupu!How did this black sheep come here! !

The heart of "Virut": Fuck who is this guy? ?Who am I? ?

Sekel felt that he must have been on the wrong frequency of the Five Senses channel just now.

He was used to seeing Velut smiling with his face, but he didn't expect... Velut could imitate him like this one day!

simply……

He even thought that the person in front of him was himself!

The commanders around seemed to feel that they were being provoked by the idiots from the assassin class, and they opened their mouths to refute, but found that what the other party said seemed to be correct?

Before they could change their expressions for a few rounds, "Sekel" on the opposite side jumped off the table neatly with one hand in his pocket, broke into the crowd and grabbed "Verut" by the wrist, pulling him out of the encirclement ,

"Let's go, male god, I still have something to do with you!"

"Ah...ah good."

When "Virut" was still in shock, he had already dragged him out of the meeting room and ran wildly.

Only the commanders in the meeting room were left watching them holding hands and walking away in a daze.

This picture... seems to be very harmonious, but there seems to be something wrong?

The two of them ran to a place where no one was there before barely stopping.

Sekel propped up his knees and took a deep breath before sneaking up to glance at Virut next to him.

The other party kept his face straight and straightened his back to see if there was anyone chasing him. Looking at his calm and calm expression, Sekel's heartbeat missed for no reason, and he immediately moved away for a second in guilty conscience. line of sight.

No, no, no...it must have been running too fast just now!

How could anyone be moved by looking at his face!

However, thinking that Virut was able to imitate him so vividly, there is only one possibility

...Verut has actually been watching him, and knows him very well.

As soon as this thought came out, Sekel suddenly felt his face burn, as if he wanted to slap himself twice.

This, this is just what a normal commander needs to do! !

——Isn’t it normal to know your partner! !

It's just that what Mr. C said just now kept lingering in his mind, combined with many truths he just discovered... Gradually gathered to form a conjecture that made him unbelievable.

Could it be that Virut treats him...

This is impossible!

Sekel was so tangled up that he felt completely confused.

"What are you wandering about?" While he was thinking wildly, Virut interrupted his bluish complexion by withdrawing his gaze and raising his eyebrows, thinking that he was sulking about what happened just now, so he couldn't help explaining in a low voice,

"The time of this exchange meeting is not fixed every month. I didn't know it was today until I saw you didn't come back at noon."

So you came here to save him?

No matter how you hear this, there is a hint of concern, although you can't hear it from the tone.

Sekel's heart moved, and then he raised his head and stared at the person in front of him. However, he carefully looked at the face that actually belonged to him for a long time, but he didn't see any special emotions, and he was depressed for no reason. Shout out as a promise.

Virut didn't know why he was depressed. He didn't have time to think about it and looked at the bell tower in the college, so he told him,

"There is no class in the command department today. You go back to rest in the afternoon. Write down your homework and do it when I go back to the dormitory."

Sekel squatted there absent-mindedly replied, feeling for a moment that he had forgotten something, but he didn't remember it.

Feeling his perfunctory emotions, Virut looked back at him again, as if he wanted to say something, but he only opened and closed his lower lip, and finally left without saying anything.

11.

The electronic bell for the end of get out of class rang, and the assassins in the theoretical classroom who were leaning on the chairs, sleeping on the table, or sticking to the wall in boredom jumped up in an instant like chicken blood.

A noisy swarm of bees rushed out of the classroom door, leaving only the instructor of the theoretical class shaking his head as usual to pack up the textbooks.

Those who didn't know thought they saw elementary school students doing exercises between classes.

"Sekel" was packing up his things slowly at this time, until Mr. B in the front seat couldn't bear the frequency of looking back at him with surprise on his face, then he raised his head and grinned.

"What's wrong with you, your neck is twitched?"

"Sekel..." Mr. B carefully poked his head over,

"You, how are you today? Do you have a fever? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to take you to the infirmary?"

"Speak straight."

"Sekel" obviously couldn't stand his long-winded speeches.

"Hmm... Are you sure you're going to swimming lessons today?" Mr. B seemed to reach out his hand to see if his forehead was hot.

"Sekel" paused for a moment, and glanced at the crooked timetable stuck to the back of his chair. It seemed that the word [swimming] was actually written in the next section.

He thought of Sekel's desperate resistance to swimming and his attitude of refusing to say that he couldn't swim when he was killed on the boat. He didn't seem to hesitate too much, and he heard himself open his mouth,

"I want to go see it today, do you have any opinions?"

Mr. B opened his mouth wide in surprise and shook his head like a rattle.

"No no no no, not at all!"

The two of them walked all the way to the dressing room, Mr. B couldn't help but continued to chatter,

"I said, why do I feel that something is wrong with you recently, Sekel!"

"What's wrong?"

"Sekel" asked him indifferently, his face didn't change much, let alone guilty.

"Leaving aside the issue of swimming lessons, you haven't complained to me about Virut this week?? It's unbelievable!"

Mr. B touched his chin and sighed.

"is it?"

"Sekel" on the side seemed to raise his eyebrows, then narrowed his eyes slightly and gave him a playful smile,

"You remember it very clearly, why don't you tell me, what does my uncle usually tell you?"

Mr. B immediately became excited when he heard it, and in order to prove his excellent memory, he snapped his fingers and talked endlessly.

When the matter is big enough to piss off people, he always likes to make complicated plans, and refuses to give him face in front of his teammates; when it is small enough to quarrel in the dormitory, he usually ignores his answers and always looks at him with a dead face. ...

"So, I know."

"Sekel" listened calmly, and smiled at him.

Mr. B shivered for no reason.

It seems... there seems to be something wrong?

At this time, he didn't know that he had sold his brother unknowingly.

And it's sold out.

……

Sekel, who drifted back to the dormitory in a daze, almost ran into the guardrail of the upper bunk in a daze. He woke up in a jerk, but his eyes focused on the curriculum schedule that he had posted on the bed first.

Sekel slapped his forehead in frustration, and finally remembered what he had forgotten.

Swimming lessons this afternoon! !

That good student Virut will never skip class...

Sekel stared straight at the schedule for a while, pouted nonchalantly and threw himself on the bed.

who cares.

The male god of the masses is not him, Sai Kerr, and he is doing well in swimming class!

It is better to catch up on sleep if you have time to worry about it.

He lay on the bed in a daze, staring at the ceiling with a slowly calm expression, his red pupils flickering as if thinking of some bad memories.

However, Sekel did not fall asleep as soon as he thought. As time went by, he began to toss and turn on the bed, anxious, and frequently propped his head to look at the door.

After spending nearly half an hour with himself like this, Sekel finally broke down and sat up with his head in his arms.

"Ah—it's so annoying!!"

He stood up and jumped off the bed, grabbed the military uniform and put it on his body, muttering angrily, as if he wanted to find a suitable reason for his behavior,

"Anyway, I'm just... to see if there's anything wrong with my body!"

12.

The assassin class by the swimming pool is warming up before going into the water, and on the way, people frequently turn their heads and look at the blue-haired man on the edge.

Is the boy still there?

I'm afraid that he just made up a cover on the spur of the moment, and escaped along the shadow in the blink of an eye.

That Sekel? Lupu actually came to swimming lessons? ?

The rarity of this matter can probably be equated with someone telling them that the male god Virut Krono skipped class.

This is really the second most unbelievable incident in the National Military Academy after these two people both drowned.

Could it be that after drowning, I finally felt the importance of swimming lessons and changed my past? ?

Obviously, many people thought of this and couldn't help snickering.

But the "Seker" in the back row turned a deaf ear to doing the warm-up movements, which could be included in the teaching video.

Just like no one knew that Sekel couldn't swim.

No one knew why he couldn't swim.

Virut recalled Sekel who was kicked off the boat by him that day, and for a moment showed a panicked expression of extreme fear.

The posture in which he fell into the sea was like a stiff stone statue, even the movements of struggling and thumping were so timid, his face turned pale and he sank straight down.

It's more like a psychological shadow than not being bad at it.

He thought he knew that simple guy well enough, but the truth told him he didn't.

"Sekel" was at the back of the line, watching the assassins jumping off the pool one by one, looking calmly at the clear pool in front of him.

Soon he stepped onto the edge of the pool, and without much hesitation, he jumped into the pool in a standard water entry action.

The answer...can he find it here.

The assassins by the pool were stunned.

There are even those who have just finished swimming back and forth, without even caring to wipe their face, just stare intently.

This, is this the black sheep who hasn't taken swimming lessons for ten thousand years? ? ?

This standard is so good that you can't go wrong with the diving posture...

This swift yet graceful swimming style...

It's just pleasing to the eye--

This level can be compared to the top-notch Virut in the command department next door!

After all, who said Sekel can't swim! !

slander!

Naked rumors! !

Everyone was fascinated by it.

"Sekel" who was about to swim back and forth was a little puzzled, so it seemed that he was still able to handle it with ease.

At the moment when his mind was shaken, a memory picture that obviously did not belong to him suddenly flashed in his mind.

It was sticky and damp all over.

In the swaying sight, only the dark clouds with lightning and thunder, the violent sea that is constantly churning, and the submerged houses and buildings with only their roofs left.The whole body was soaked in the sea water, floating up and down, until the body where it was barely caught something, and then it stabilized a bit.

What catches the eye is a pair of immature palms that have been soaked to the point of whitish.

The icy rainwater almost covered his whole body with the rising water surface. The seawater choked into his nasal cavity intermittently, making it very difficult to breathe. Only the frantically gushing shadow could barely cover him and let him take a breath.

As such a scene hit, his hands and feet stiffened uncontrollably, as if some switch had been turned on in an instant.

The sudden attack swept through his entire nerves and forced him to be unable to move, sinking without even a chance to react.

The moment the water submerged, the members of the assassin class hadn't reacted at all.

After all, a person who swam so proficiently sank suddenly without even struggling. Compared with drowning, it was more like Sekel deliberately made a dangerous joke.

"Hey Sekel! Stop playing, we believe you can swim!"

Suddenly, someone laughed and shouted towards the water.

However, the other party didn't come up directly as they imagined, and laughed triumphantly back.

The calm of the water is a bit scary.

Everyone panicked at once, but hesitated in the thought of "Is this guy really drowning or is he fooling us into jumping?"

Only one person thinks otherwise.

Mr. B, who was still squatting on the platform and wondering whether to jump off, was suddenly pushed aside. He staggered and nearly fell down. Before he could complain, he was stopped by the anxious roar.

"Stop off!!"

The silver-haired boy changed his usual calm and self-control, his cold face was full of anger that was about to storm, and his red pupils became scarlet under the panic and anxiety.

Mr. B opened his mouth and hadn't recovered from the emotional fluctuations of "Verut", he had already watched him jump into the swimming pool helplessly.

As a result, the pair made another name that day.

During the swimming class of the assassin class, Shuangshuang drowned in the swimming pool and was admitted to the second school hospital within a month.

13.

When Sekel regained consciousness, his brain was still dizzy.

This feeling of drowning...is no stranger, I never expected to experience it again in less than a month.

He barely struggled to shake his head, and then opened his eyes, only to find himself lying on the bed in the dormitory.

Sekel couldn't help being a little dazed.

The way he used Virut's body to jump in the water should be stupid... Although he couldn't bring the opponent out of the water in the end, it was already the limit for him to work hard enough to grab the opponent's hand.

He couldn't even figure it out himself, why he jumped directly without hesitation.

Obviously he can't avoid swimming usually, and obviously he can solve it even more beautifully if he just grabs a guy from the assassin class...

But he couldn't turn his head around and jumped down by himself.

"Hey, wake up, wake up! I said you're okay, Sekel, you're really scary when you say you're sinking, we thought you were joking, why are you really drowning?"

Before he could sort out his thoughts, Mr. B's head was already in his line of sight, and he said in surprise.

Cycor?

Sekel was stunned for a moment, he raised his arm reflexively, and looked at the slender palm in front of him.

It's his own hand, that's right, is this in exchange?

Before this thought brought joy, Sekel sat up abruptly, looked around, pulled Mr. B's collar and said anxiously,

"Where's Virut??"

"Still in the school hospital." Mr. A, who was entering the door with the patient's meal, replied him angrily, put down the things in his hands and rescued Mr. B who was strangled and rolled his eyes.

"He drowned more severely than you, so he has to stay for observation. It's not like you just passed out and were driven back after the inspection."

Sekel suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his hair and wanted to collapse back again.

Mr. A obviously had no intention of making him feel better, and picked him up again.

"Don't you have anything to say, Sekel!"

"...what should I say??"

Sekel looked at him blankly, recalling what Mr. A had said to him in the conference room earlier, he felt guilty for no reason.

Mr. A was annoyed by his heartless appearance, and immediately pointed at him angrily to fight for Virut,

"Are you a fool! Virut is still in the school hospital now, you have caused him to drown twice a month, and you don't even have any guilt?! How he fell in love with a guy like you is really incomprehensible!"

Sekel was woken up instantly by the blast. He jumped out of bed with his eyes wide open, and pointed to his nose in disbelief.

"...you say it again?? What did he do to me??"

"You really don't know? We all thought you did it on purpose!"

Hearing this, Mr. A almost couldn't help but rolled his eyes because of his EQ,

"Aren't you talking nonsense! Everyone can tell that Virut likes you—I'm afraid you are the only one in the world who doesn't know! He doesn't talk much on weekdays, and he only quarrels with you; This plan is for you to do three or four more copies, and if you make a mistake in the mission, you will only write it on the report as your own improper command; the instructor of the command department actually disapproves of you being a partner with him, only he refuses to change people no matter what,

Not to mention when your whole class thought you were joking about drowning, he jumped in to save you!

He did it so obviously, are you really stupid or fake? "

Sekel only felt that something in his brain was pierced and exploded.

It seemed that all the things that he couldn't understand and didn't want to think about were connected together for a while, forming a fact that he couldn't help but face...

Virut likes him.

Virut really likes him——

The moment these words crossed his mind, Sekel had already rushed out without even having time to put on his coat.

"He really doesn't look like he just drowned."

Mr. A watched him go away quickly, and couldn't help curling his lips.Looking back, I saw Mr. B with an expression of shock to the extreme,

"what happened to you?"

Mr. B swallowed his saliva, unbelievable,

"Really, Virut likes Sekel???"

"...Okay, I know you are really stupid, you can shut up."

14.

Sai Keer hurriedly rushed into the school hospital under the surprised eyes of the passing student tutors.

When he curled up his blue hair that was messed up due to natural dryness after drowning, wearing only a shirt that was messy and wrinkled due to running, and panting, he opened the door of Virut's ward...

When he met the surprised and subtle gaze in the red pupils of the person on the hospital bed, he realized that he seemed to have forgotten to organize his words.

Originally, he had an aura of provoking a teacher to inquire about his crimes, but he was immediately punctured by the other party's eyes.

"you……"

He hesitated for a moment before finally uttering dryly,

"How are you doing?"

"It's not bad, at least he's not dead." Virut raised his eyebrows lightly and replied calmly.

Seker was at a loss for words for a while.

In fact, he knows better than anyone...

Virut was much calmer than him when he was drowning. He held his breath so he didn't choke on too much water, but he couldn't hold back and took a big gulp when he jumped.

The silver-haired boy didn't intend to question him, he just sat on the hospital bed with the setting sun shining through the glass, the sunset outside the glass seemed to cast a layer of warmth on his cold face, and the hospital clothes on his body also Because of the straight back, he looked neat and tidy, and looked at the other party with his scarlet eyes slightly narrowed,

"busy?"

Sekel felt his heartbeat quicken again, and there seemed to be something in his chest