Professor, your turtle!

Fu Mingyuan seemed to have had a long, long dream.

The dream was upside down, he was trudging hard in the ice and snow, the snow was up to his knees, the wind was howling, and as far as the eye could see, there was only a vast expanse of white.

His body lost consciousness due to the cold, and his limbs were stiff, as if he was walking forward only by instinct.

The snow beside him was soft and gentle, it seemed that as long as he lay down, he could end this long and terrible torture at any time.

At the moment when he was about to be unable to bear the temptation, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, as if someone else was waiting for him in the base, he couldn't die here, he had to go back...

But... why do you go back?

At this moment, a gust of warm wind blows quietly, with a light smell of water, enveloping him gently - like a hug, accompanied by warm body temperature.

In an instant, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, the gloomy sky cracked open, the beam of light shot down directly, and the white snow turned into green grass in an instant, and the flowers swayed.

In the smoky warmth, Fu Mingyuan gradually regained some consciousness.He moved his fingers blankly, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Fu Mingyuan sat up straight, and after a long while, he realized that he was sitting on the bed in the dormitory with a quilt.

His head ached belatedly, and his memory was still stuck in the sudden snowstorm last night.At that time, he had just finished the excavation survey and was trying his best to walk in the direction of "home", when he faintly felt the signs of "hypothermia", and then...

He doesn't remember anything after that.

Fu Mingyuan squinted his eyes, and found that he was barely wearing anything, and the clothes were scattered on the ground, and some of them were even roughly shredded.

Could it be that the situation was too urgent?

Pressing his throbbing temples, he opened the airtight box at the bottom, took out two clean clothes and changed into them, then shook off the balled white coat and put it on his body.

etc.Fu Mingyuan frowned.He paused, carefully lowered his head, flapped his nose and sniffed.

The fishy smell of water left on the clothes was very light, but there was a faint familiarity.Fu Mingyuan tightened his fingers, scanning the room with vigilant eyes.

— Has anyone been here?

The house was empty, and there was no shadow to hide under the eternal daylight.

Only the side of the aquarium is a bit strange, there are two pebbles overturned on the edge of the table, and a few dried algae, as if someone accidentally dropped it while escaping secretly.

Fu Mingyuan took two steps forward, his pupils shrank suddenly, and there was nothing in the water tank—his little turtle was gone!

He pursed his thin lips tightly, and his first reaction was to touch the gun with his backhand.

It just so happened that Ji Fan got out from under the quilt, exposed his head and took a deep breath.

—God, who knows how long he has been crawling.

He accidentally fell asleep before, but the counting of special time will not stop because of sleep.After the time ticked away, Ji Fan suddenly changed back to his original form, and his consciousness was instantly bounced back to the turtle shell space.

Immediately afterwards, he realized that something was wrong.Because time ran out, he couldn't change back!

With the short legs of the turtle, it is absolutely impossible to climb the vertical cabinet where the aquarium is placed.Ji Fan looked back and forth, then glanced at Mr. Fu who was sleeping soundly beside him, and fell silent without a word.

As a result, Fu Mingyuan woke up without warning, lifted the quilt and was overwhelmed.Poor Ji Fan didn't have time to say a word, so he was buried at the bottom.

At this time, he was lying on the bed sheet, raised his head, and caught off guard and looked at the tense man.His gaze moved down slowly, staying on the jet-black gun|barrel.

Ji Fan's hind legs felt weak for a while, and he fell down on the soft bedding.

"...What's the trouble? How can law-abiding Chinese citizens own guns?" He was a little dizzy, and shrank nervously into the quilt.

In the next second, a big hand fished him out,

Ji Fan was dizzy and was lifted in mid-air.Fu Mingyuan's pupils were dazzling amber in the sunlight, he narrowed his eyes slightly: "You..."

Afraid of being thrown down, Ji Fan stretched out his short front paws, waved them around, and tried his best to hug the opponent's fingers.

Ornamental tortoises are small in size, with soft claws and not sharp nails. They scratched the sensitive fingertips a few times, but they looked like tickling hooks.

Fu Mingyuan's eyes darkened, he held down its front paw, and said in a deep voice, "Is that you?"

Ji Fan's movements froze, and then very slowly, he retracted his head back into the turtle shell.

Since his front paws were still firmly grasped, he became a shameful gesture of raising his hands and surrendering, and really turned into a "shrinking turtle" who was deceiving his ears and stealing his bell.

At this moment, if he poked his head out, he could see the coldness in Fu Mingyuan's eyes slowly dissipating, and a playful smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

"turn out to be……"

The fingers pinching his paw slowly loosened, and Ji Fan saw the needle, and with a whoosh, the whole turtle shrank back, and refused to show up again no matter what.

"I'll let you go just once." Fu Mingyuan said softly, sent the little turtle back to the water, and thoughtfully replaced the two pebbles.

In the space of the tortoise shell, Ji Fan's heart was beating like thunder, and the blood vessels in his ears were bulging and swelled.

He suspected that the other party had discovered something.But since it was discovered, why not point it out?If the other party didn't tell the truth, he couldn't just go up and ask, and he was very nervous and anxious for a while.

However, after such a fuss, the "shrimp sashimi" was obviously out of the question.

Ji Fan was so upset that he simply logged out of the system and lay flat on the bed in a daze.

The bed was warm, but he remembered what happened last night, and his thin earlobes turned red unnaturally.There was a gray ray of light outside the window, reminding him that it was time to get up.

Ji Fan hurried to the school after washing up, and today it was his turn to be on duty alone, and Xu Haifan was not there.

After the last brawl, the attitudes of the rest of the team members have calmed down a lot, and they no longer intentionally or unintentionally order Ji Fan to do the dirtiest and most troublesome things.

Everything else is fine, only taking out the trash and cleaning the podium are the least popular - the former has to brave the cold to run to the fourth floor, and the latter has to touch the biting tap water, no one likes it.

For the first time, the team leader did not assign Ji Fan to do these two things.Ji Fan carried a small water bottle and silently watered the green plants by the window sill. His movements were delicate, and he stopped his hands when he saw the moisture oozing from the bottom of the flowerpot.

But for others, the habit is still hard to change. For example, Wang Gang, he used the dustpan to pick up the garbage, and subconsciously turned his head: "Hey, Ji Fan, help to dump this—"

Clearly, it is the responsibility of the sweepers to take out the garbage.Hearing this, Ji Fan put down the kettle, turned his head to look at him, his dark eyes were dark.

Wang Gang was apprehensive, knowing that under normal circumstances, Ji Fan would probably take the bucket without saying a word and go away.Is he bewitched today?

Reminiscent of Ji Fan's recent abnormal behavior, he realized that he probably couldn't please him.

He touched his nose embarrassingly: "It's fine if you don't want to..." Not to mention, Ji Fan's eyes were as clear and beautiful as ever, but they stared at people a little panicked.

Xu Haifan walked around the corner with his schoolbag on his back and happened to come across this scene.He frowned, and was about to step forward to stop Wang Gang when he heard Ji Fan speak.

He spoke slowly, but his voice was not soft, and said indifferently: "Why do you want me to do your work for you?"

"Based on..." Wang Gang blushed, turning from embarrassment into anger.This tone made him feel that he was being ridiculed, and he said angrily, "Can't you help me? You are stingy."

"Tch." Ji Fan actually chuckled lightly, his cheeks sunken into a shallow dimple.He leaned on the window sill and looked down, "I was not stingy before, and I don't necessarily thank you."

Unexpectedly, Ji Fan, who looked like a gourd, opened his mouth and turned out to be so good at hiding needles in the cotton. Wang Gang's face turned red and white.

He murmured and wanted to refute, but when he raised his head suddenly, he happened to see the side face of the young man—the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, the dimples were faintly visible, the thick black eyelashes were slightly drooping, and the ends of his eyes were like ink strokes.

His appearance was somewhere between a youth and a teenager, the soft morning light blurred his profile, and there was actually a bit of indistinguishable beauty.Wang Gang seemed to be pinched by the throat, he forgot everything he wanted to say, and stammered endlessly.

Ji Fan glanced at him inexplicably, picked up the water bottle and left.

"Haifan?" He turned the corner, startled, "Why are you hiding here?"

Xu Haifan was silent for a moment, and said: "I just arrived. Aren't you worried about your quarrel?"

Ji Fan frowned: "When have I ever quarreled with someone?"

Xu Haifan thought to himself, yeah, I never quarreled, I was always bullied unilaterally, but now...he smiled and took Ji Fan's shoulder and walked to the toilet: "Afan, you have changed, you have really changed gone."

With black lines all over Ji Fan's face, he broke away from his hand, opened the lid and emptied the remaining water.

Xu Haifan patted him on the back with a smile, holding his face and feeling like an old father: "Baby, Dad is very relieved now."

Ji Fan swayed forward and almost fell into the broken pool where the mop was washed. After standing still, his face was speechless.

——In the past, he was just too lazy to fight back. He always dealt with those boring people.

But thinking about it now, he didn't think that was the case.Perhaps...it was his attitude of acquiescence that allowed the other party's arrogance.

Old Xu is right, you have to fight for what you want.

Ji Fan shook the empty water bottle and dragged the silly Xu Haifan back.

Just like before, he thought it was extremely difficult to speak in class, but after taking the first step, he found that it was nothing more than that.

It's hard to refute others, it's hard to reject others, but...

Ji Fan straightened his back slightly, life is so fragile, cold, disease, hunger... can easily end a person's time anytime and anywhere.If possible, he would like to live a little more freely.