The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

When You Mu walked out of the Academic Affairs Building, it was already completely dark outside. There was still some distance between here and Building No. 5, but it was not far, and it would only take a few minutes to walk there.

The street lights in the campus were on, and the glass windows of the teaching buildings reflected warm white lights of various colors. Students walking in groups of three or two on the tree-lined paths were talking about topics that concerned them.

Behind a layer of green fence, the young and passionate figures on the basketball court are still dunking passionately and cheering loudly.

The campus is the place where life is most vibrant. As You Mu walked along, looking at these lives that were more vibrant than the lush green trees, he suddenly felt that his impromptu decision to play the role of a college teacher was not a bad one.

The parking space on the side of Building No. 5 is a bit off, close to a gable, where street lights cannot reach. Only sporadic lights at the back of the teaching building can cast a faint light.

There was a light on inside the car, so it was not difficult to find in the night. You Mu followed the light, opened the driver's door, and was greeted by a bouquet of red roses occupying the driver's seat.

"Give it to me?"

He reached out and caressed the petals that were still covered with mist, and the light fragrance of roses spread from the car. Although he had no particular likes or dislikes, the unique gift that came by accident really made him happy.

Pulling out a branch from the center of the bouquet, You Mu put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, then raised his eyes to look at the person in the passenger seat.

Seeing the person he was waiting for come back, Qin Jue immediately put down his phone, picked up the bouquet and placed it on the back seat, leaving room for You Mu to sit down.

When he raised his eyes, even though it was dark and his vision was not very clear, the sight of the evil ghost lowering his eyebrows and sniffing the rose still made his heart skip a beat.

"Well, does it look good?" Qin Jue shook his head and met You Mu's gaze. His ears began to feel hot again and he asked with expectation.

"It looks good." You Mu was very pleased with the puppy's hopeful gaze. The surprise he prepared with great care was indeed worthy of his generous praise.

"Do you like it?" Following the other person's movements, Qin Jue's gaze swayed, but there was always only that figure in his eyes.

Sitting in the main driving seat, You Mu leaned over and put the single rose in his hand into the collar of Qin Jue's shirt with an ambiguous and slow movement. His little finger swept across the teardrop mole that obviously became vivid with the owner's emotional fluctuations. He raised his head and kissed it lightly, and the kiss was separated at the first touch.

"like."

These words are like warm spring water, flowing into my ears little by little, bringing with it an inexplicable boiling heat.

The slightly cool flower branches on the chest have a strong presence, but the touch of the end of the eye is softer than the rose petals on the skin, and a hint of sweetness emanates from that bit of flesh.

But before Qin Jue could react, the other party easily moved away, sat down and fastened his seat belt.

Such a simple reward could not easily satisfy him. Qin Jue pursed his lips slightly, and felt a little unwilling when he saw that the other party started the car and seemed to have no other thoughts.

When he pulled the flower branch out of his collar, the hard flower stalk hurt the wound on his fingertips. His eyes moved slightly, and he turned sideways and took out the ordered pastries from the back.

"I guessed you would like it, so I ordered this. Would you like to try some first?" Qin Jue asked carefully, his words full of concern.

He rubbed his hands secretly, causing the almost healed wound to bleed, and inadvertently turned the back of his hand and the palm of his other hand.

You Mu clicked on the navigation on the car screen and glanced to the side. A hand covered with red and swollen wounds from the rose thorns was standing beside him, holding a pastry that still had some residual warmth and a sweet aroma.

"How did your hand get hurt?" He took the pastry box, opened the package, picked up a small piece and tasted it. Following the other party's instructions, You Mu asked with a smile.

"It's okay, don't worry, Amu, they are just minor injuries. It's my first time handling a bouquet, so I'm a little unfamiliar with it, but fortunately the result meets my initial expectations... Amu is happy."

Qin Jue withdrew his hand without much concern, saying that it was okay, but his eyes were full of desire to reward You Mu.

"The puppy is trying hard to please people. Do you want a reward?" Just as Qin Jue wished, You Mu said, leaning sideways on the back of the chair, holding a pastry in his hand, motioning the other party to come over.

Qin Jue licked his lower lip, his joy evident in his expression, and moved closer, wagging his tail.

With his arms on the sides of the seat, he slowly moved closer.

The red lips were so close at hand that Qin Jue subconsciously recalled the first time they met in the dungeon. The other person's beautiful lip color had attracted him so much that he could not forget it after just seeing it once, and he completely forgot about the danger of the game.

Just looking at it makes me happy, no matter how many kisses I give it is not enough.

"Ah..."

Half a piece of cake was suddenly stuffed into his mouth, filling his mouth with a sweet taste, but it was not as good as he expected. Qin Jue, who had his mouth blocked, was stunned for half a second.

"It's delicious, want to try it?"

Pulling out tissue paper from the cupboard to wipe his hands, You Mu put down the box of pastries. After teasing the other person with evil intentions, he decided to leave him alone.

It was getting late, and we couldn't just spend the whole night in the car; this place wasn't quiet.

But the other person was unwilling to give up. The hand that had just grasped the steering wheel was caught, and the bony fingers slowly but stubbornly drilled into the gap between his fingers, interlocked with his own and fell to his side.

Qin Jue swallowed the pastry whole. He felt a little embarrassed for being fooled, but he was reluctant to give up. Although his cheeks were flushed, he persisted in trying to ask for something in return.

"Knowing that I want to..."

He pressed over again and kissed the evil ghost sitting in the driver's seat.

You Mu was wearing a seat belt, which made it difficult for him to move, but it made it easier for Qin Jue to press him down. In the narrow compartment, the buckle on his side was pressed down by his hand, and under the double restraint, it was difficult to break free for a while.

She tilted her head back to accept the intensive kisses, and the charming breath became stronger as they moved.

He barely managed to find a gap and move a little away from the person in front of him. A silver thread suspended in the air flashed by. You Mu placed one hand on the other person's neck, and his breath was affected by the other person and became quite unstable.

Pushing the person away with force, the evil ghost glanced down and said teasingly:

"...Okay, don't worry, we can't...stay here overnight."

Following the other person's gaze downwards, Qin Jue's cheeks suddenly turned red. He quickly wiped the water stains from the corners of his lips, sat down steadily in the other person's smile, and hurriedly took the coat from the back seat to cover his legs, trying to cover his ears and steal the bell.

"I... I didn't want to be here..." Qin Jue explained hesitantly. He was actually not the kind of person who would let his brain run wild.

I just want a simple kiss, really.

…He just couldn’t control it.

"It's not impossible." Looking at the rearview mirror, You Mu turned the steering wheel and turned the car around, driving it out of the parking space. He glanced at the young man with a hot cheek and added, "But we have to make sure no one outside can disturb us."

...It's not impossible.

His brain was burning and even his thinking was a little slow. Qin Jue understood the meaning of the words belatedly. He turned his head to glance at You Mu quickly as if to confirm, then suddenly lowered his head.

The whole person seemed to have fallen into boiling water. The clothes piled on his legs did not fall down, but instead tended to move upwards.

Even so, sitting in the carriage, next to someone who could easily distract his mind, his chaotic thoughts could not stop his reverie that continued to unfold along the extended meaning of the words.

"Don't you want to wipe it off?"

Suddenly, in the moving carriage, amid the humming sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground, You Mu's kind reminder came.

“What…” Qin Jue didn’t understand. He followed the other person’s line of sight and tentatively reached out to touch the tip of his nose, feeling something wet.

Looking down, the blood on the fingertips seemed like history repeating itself, and the bright red nosebleed seemed like a merciless mockery of himself.

"Can you cook?"

“…Yes.” The sudden change of topic temporarily freed Qin Jue from the overly awkward situation. He quickly wiped the tip of his nose with a tissue and nodded in response.

"Let's buy some ingredients first. The supermarket is not far away, so it's convenient for us." You Mu nodded and planned the next steps.

While waiting for the red light, You Mu glanced at the passenger seat and added with a half-smile, "But you need to calm down quickly. After all, the family still needs the person involved to buy the supplies."

"Yeah." Qin Jue stretched out his hand to push his clothes down, feeling a little embarrassed. He was thin-skinned, and he felt a burning heat on the back of his neck after being teased a few times.

But he had good hearing and once again heard the word "home" from the other person's mouth.

It felt like something sweet was bubbling in my heart, and in an instant, my entire chest was filled with sweet water.

The satisfaction seemed to overflow, and even the excess that was splashed out was filled with the crimson color of longing.

This feeling made him unable to suppress his silly smile, and he almost laughed out loud. He then felt that he seemed too stupid. Qin Jue lowered his head, slowly calming down his overly agitated reaction, but his heart was at an unprecedented peace.

He once had a home, but now it is gone.

After many years, he seemed to match this word again.

Somewhat overjoyed, he was not sure. Qin Jue tilted his head to ask for confirmation: "Is it... our home?"

"Yes, our home."

There were only three seconds left on the red light countdown. You Mu reached out and hooked Qin Jue's burning little finger. When the street light turned green, he took his hand back and turned the steering wheel. The car started moving again...