Delicate beauty gets entangled by paranoia

Perhaps sensing the boy's burning gaze, Song Yanchen frantically fanned the wind with his hands, his eyelashes fluttering constantly, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"Thank you, thank you."

As he said that, Song Yanchen touched his empty pocket with some embarrassment, the tips of his ears were still red, and his voice gradually weakened, "I, I don't have any money with me to return to you..."

The boy's eyes darkened slightly, and he returned to the sternness he had just now, and his tone became a little more cruel, "Next time, don't run out so recklessly, you can easily get hurt if you don't wear shoes."

When he saw Song Yanchen's bare feet stepping on the rough ground and the concrete floor with broken glass and getting injured, he felt as if someone had stabbed him severely, but he only wished that the wound wasn't on himself.

Do you hate me that much?Dressed like this, I ran out without shoes on.

From the boy's point of view, Song Yanchen was wearing a large white shirt on his upper body, and the top two buttons were wide open, revealing his fragile and slender neck, collarbone... and his lower body was on. A pair of extremely short and loose sports shorts fully exposed her two beautiful porcelain white and straight legs.

What's more... revealing the round and beautiful toes like jade beads...

Song Yanchen seemed to feel the displeasure in the boy's words, thinking that he was too much trouble for the other party, shrunk his shoulders, like a terrified squirrel, raised his feet and shrunk himself on the bench, the whole person looked more and more pitiful .

He hugged himself tightly and apologized, "Yes, I'm sorry to trouble you..."

"..." The boy was standing opposite Song Yanchen, watching Song Yanchen change into a more attractive posture, those pair of inorganic glass beads inlaid in the eye sockets, as if in the A certain deep and terrifying emotion was brewing, slowly dimming down.

Really lack the self-awareness of being a source of fatal temptation...

Without any hesitation, the boy took a big step, and hugged Song Yanchen from the chair with a speed and strength that could not be refused.

Song Yanchen was shocked again, his eyes widened, and his head hit the boy's neck unexpectedly.

The boy's expression did not change, his tone remained unchanged, "...Where do you want to go now?"

Song Yanchen paused, and the light in his eyes also dimmed, showing a trace of confusion, "...I, I don't know..."

Where else could he go?

He was afraid to go home, and the school was closed.

The boy's eyes flickered, his slightly callused fingertips rubbed against Song Yanchen's soft calf, and he said calmly, "Where is your home? I'll take you home."

Surprised by the strange numbness, Song Yanchen retracted his legs silently, his eyes were covered with mist, "No, no, I can't go back..."

The gray light and shadow shone on the boy's unrecognizable face, and he stared at Song Yanchen silently without saying a word.

Song Yanchen's tear-soaked eye sockets were swollen and sore, as if he had thought of something terrible, and he instinctively trembled in the boy's arms.

As if feeling the boy's speechless gaze, Song Yanchen opened his lips slightly with a trembling voice, "...I, I'm damned...he, he's at my house..."

As he said that, Song Yanchen seemed to be afraid that the other party would not believe him, so he quickly grabbed the boy's clothes and said urgently, "What I said is true, you believe me."

The boy lowered his head and stared at Song Yanchen's eyes that were about to come out. His pupils were pitch black, hiding the extreme and possessive desire that Song Yanchen couldn't see through. With a smile in his eyes, he said in a light tone, "Well, I believe in you."

Innocent.....

It's me who cuddles...it's me who's afraid...

Song Yanchen's eyes were flushed, and he asked again anxiously, "...do you really believe it?"

The boy's eyes were deep, and he began to fool the other party with his usual expression, "I have learned to exorcise ghosts."

"?" Song Yanchen's expression froze.

The boy's tense facial muscles were properly controlled. He lowered his head and looked at Song Yanchen, "Don't believe it?"

"......" Song Yanchen's mouth was half-opened, his eyes were wide open, and he seemed to be in a sluggish state.

The boy walked in the direction Song Yanchen came and went without changing his face, and changed the subject, "The place where you fell should be very close to where you live. I see that besides the scratch on your foot, there is also a sprain from the fall. No other scratches of any kind."

"......" Song Yanchen continued to be dazed, forgetting to blink.

It wasn't until he walked back for a long distance that Song Yanchen blushed belatedly, "Why do you..."

Before Song Yanchen finished speaking, the boy interrupted him lightly, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, "Are you trying to praise me?"

"......" Song Yanchen's eyes were watery, and he remained silent again.

This is too shameless....

Seeing that the place where the boy was holding him was getting closer and closer to his house, Song Yanchen's anxiety gradually increased. He hurriedly grabbed the other's arm and asked in a panic, "Did you just lie to me?"

Although he was afraid that 'Fu Luyuan' would kill him, he did not wish to hurt 'Fu Luyuan' from the bottom of his heart...

What if the boy killed the other person?

he.....

He didn't want this to happen at all...

An indescribable contradiction fought left and right in Song Yanchen's brain, so that his face suddenly turned pale, and the closer he got to the destination, the more disturbed he became.

"What? Can't bear to kill him?"

The boy has a lazy posture and speaks lightly.

I thought Song Yanchen wouldn't answer, but Song Yanchen lowered his head halfway and silently said "hmm".

The moment the boy heard the voice, he was taken aback for a moment, and then a smile flashed in his eyes. He reached out and rubbed Song Yanchen's head, and said with a light smile, "Don't worry, I'm just protecting you, I won't hurt others."

"..." Song Yanchen felt the broad palm rub against his hair, blinked, and felt a little hot for no reason.

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be joking, the 'innocent and easy to deceive' Song Yanchen pointed weakly in one direction, "...my home is over there..."

The boy lowered his head, leaned close to Song Yanchen's ear, and blew lightly, "Why don't you have any sense of prevention, so you're not afraid that I'm a bad person."

The moist wind brushed against Song Yanchen's ear canal, he swallowed subconsciously, started stuttering again, and said at a loss, "... Then, do you want you to buy me?..."

The boy paused, staring at Song Yanchen's pure and innocent eyes, the smile in his eyes was even bigger, "Who knows, after all, you are so easy to deceive."

Song Yanchen belatedly realized that he had been tricked, his face flushed again, his lips were tightly closed in anger, and he stopped talking.

The boy hugged Song Yanchen tightly, accepting the strange stares from the people around him from time to time with his usual expression, without any embarrassment or embarrassment, and was so frank that the peeking people were a little embarrassed.

Song Yanchen faintly noticed this again, his mind went blank, he quickly retracted his head into the boy's neck, covering his face in a panic.

But his little action simply pasted the word "little daughter-in-law" on his forehead, making the posture of the two of them more ambiguous in the eyes of others.

After walking for a long time, they finally reached the door of Song Yanchen's house.

The boy calmly hugged Song Yanchen, and pushed open the door that was not closed tightly.

Song Yanchen's heart clenched, he clenched the boy's arm, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Will Fu Luyuan be inside...

But obviously, Song Yanchen's worries were unnecessary.

The room was so peaceful that there were no fluctuations, as if everything that had just been experienced in the room was just Song Yanchen's fantasy.

The boy hugged Song Yanchen tightly with his backhand, lightly put him back on the sofa, then squatted halfway in front of him, looking straight at him, "Does your foot still hurt?"

Song Yanchen was nervous, and looked around in a panic, before returning to the boy.

This pose is too much like a marriage proposal.....

Realizing that he was thinking wildly again, Song Yanchen blinked frantically to hide his embarrassment, "It's okay..."

As if he couldn't see the embarrassment in Song Yanchen's eyes, the boy calmly stretched out his hand to hold Song Yanchen's ankle, stared at his ankle and said slowly, "Is there any ice at home?"

The numbness under Song Yanchen's feet trembled so that his breath stagnated for a moment, and he swallowed, and the end of his voice was also trembling, "...Yes, there are...it's in the refrigerator..."

"You tilted your foot when you fell," the boy stared at Song Yanchen's slightly protruding foot, let go, and got up.

"I'm going to get you some ice cubes to compress."

As he said that, the boy turned around and walked towards a certain room, leaving Song Yanchen sitting there blankly, with the word "bewildered" written on his face.

Perhaps Song Yanchen was so nervous that he didn't even notice why this stranger who came to his house for the first time knew where his refrigerator was.

Song Yanchen, who was sitting on the sofa, became inexplicably nervous, until the mobile phone on the sofa made a 'ding' sound, and his distracted attention was slowly drawn back.

Song Yanchen froze, picked up the phone.

[Wang Shiyu: The police report came out, and the three people who died were all accidental deaths. Not only did forensic identification, but also the surveillance video was released. 】

[Wang Shiyu: But the strange thing is that these three people knew each other, and it was revealed that they raped and killed a young child a few days ago. 】

[Wang Shiyu: Now the two schools have exploded, and some media have even started to report these things, and you can easily search for videos on the Internet. 】

【Wang Shiyu: (link)】

[Wang Shiyu: Now the other two have also been brought back to the police station, and they are still waiting for follow-up investigations. 】

Song Yanchen's heart skipped a beat, and when he saw the words 'sexually assaulting young children', a chill suddenly spread from his skin to the bottom of his heart, and a nauseating discomfort gushed out of his throat.

He boldly clicked on the link that Wang Shiyu sent to.

Three different angles, different locations, and different videos of the natural death of different characters appeared on the screen. Even though the picture was mosaiced, it is still not difficult to see that when the accident happened, they were surrounded by themselves, nobody else.

But as Song Yanchen who knows the 'truth', he knows that things cannot be so simple.

Is it... Fu Luyuan?

You know, in a sense, everyone can just happen to die naturally on the ground under surveillance, which in itself feels very suspicious.

Just as Song Yanchen was trying his best to digest the message from Wang Shiyu, another big news came.

【Wang Shiyu: By the way, didn't you ask me 'FuLuYuan' yesterday?If it is really Fu Luyuan, you can go to the school post bar to search for his name, there are many material posts about him, he is quite famous in school. 】

The moment Song Yanchen saw this message, his head suddenly buzzed, he quickly clicked on the school post bar, and began to enter keywords.

【Fu Luyuan】

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as what Wang Shiyu said. Song Yanchen had just entered the name of the other party, and the corresponding entry actually appeared on the school post bar.

【Help! My male god Fu Luyuan is dead!!ah ah ah ah ah ah ah]

[I heard that there was a fire in the small school cafeteria and people died, is it true?Was it really Fu Luyuan who died?is that a lie? 】

【Fu Luyuan is dead?really?Isn't today April Fool's Day? 】

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[Fu Luyuan from Class [-] of Senior Three is really handsome!!Excellent grades and super sports, which window did God close for him? 】

[No way, there is no place to confess, I want to say something here: Fu Luyuan, I like you!Ahhh!]

[Have you listened to Fu Luyuan's all-English speech?I rub it, it's going to kill me. 】

[Happy news! Fu Luyuan won No.5000 in the men's 1-meter run in the school sports meeting!! 】

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Song Yanchen searched casually, and as expected, he found a lot of posts about 'Fu Luyuan', and after a long list, there were more than 100 pieces in total, all of which were displayed as three years ago.

A cloud of mist rose in front of Song Yanchen's eyes, and a kind of panic that was close to the truth silently fermented in his heart. With trembling hands, he clicked on the link about the fire.

[Floor 1: Woohoo, my god!God is jealous of talents! Why is it him!]

[2nd floor: I'll forget about crying to death. Fu Luyuan was a seedling specially trained by the school to hit the No. [-] in science. He died in the fire before he even took the college entrance examination. Huh, huh, the school is probably going crazy!]

[Third floor: I can't do it anymore. I couldn't help clicking in when I saw 'Fu Luyuan'. I was really mad. Why did the fire suddenly break out? Shouldn't the school respond? 】

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[Floor 13: Laughing to death, it’s okay to die, there are so many 'Fu Luyuan' swiping the screen every day in the post bar, it makes me sick, it must be retribution. 】

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[Floor 25: Fu Luyuan fans, calm down, don't argue with this idiot on the 13th floor.

I was there when the fire happened, and I felt that I had to stand up and restore the scene.

First of all, Fu Luyuan is a real man. When the fire broke out, there were still two aunts in the cafeteria who did not escape from it. It was Fu Luyuan who rushed in to rescue the people.

I was at the door at the time. At that time, Fu Luyuan's face was burned by the fire, and the flesh on his face was destroyed. I don't know how to describe it, but I was really shocked.

Then a girl next to her said that her friend was still inside, the rescue team hadn't come yet, and the teacher next to her was also in a hurry. At this time, Fu Luyuan directly put on a wet quilt and rushed in again. That girl was killed by Fu Luyuan Wrapped in a quilt and pushed out from the inside.

But...you know what happened later.

I am also a man, and the fire was really big. Although I really wanted to help, the fear of death overcame everything, so I could only help put out the fire.

But Fu Luyuan is really good! As soon as the girl finished speaking, he didn't hesitate for a moment, and she said it!

In the past, every time I saw a post about Fu Luyuan in the post bar, I dismissed it, thinking in my heart that this is a little boy with good grades?With a good-looking face, can so many girls like it?

Now I find out that I was wrong, this is the real man! I want to apologize for all the bad things I said publicly about him in the past!

Finally, I have to say! Shut up all the other stinkin' idiots in this post! Don't think that hiding behind a screen doesn't mean you don't have to take responsibility for what you say.

At nine o'clock in the evening, I will count all the IDs who scolded Fu Luyuan in the post, and then find out your personal information, and publish all of them on the Internet, just wait for me!]

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Fu Luyuan...

Song Yanchen stared at the replies one by one in the post, trying hard to piece together the "Fu Luyuan" they said and the "Fu Luyuan" he saw, but there was an indescribable sense of dissonance.

Song Yanchen's brain is like a projector that has been in disrepair for a long time, constantly replaying the pictures of him getting along with the other party in the past few days, and it is unknown which nerve of the lacrimal gland was poked. on the back of his hand.

Song Yanchen took a deep breath, tried his best to control his emotions, and began to scroll through other pages in the post bar.

Some praised Fu Lu Yuan for being handsome, some praised him for his good grades, and there were some pictures and texts that specifically recorded Fu Lu Yuan's daily life.

Song Yanchen didn't know what kind of emotion he was holding when he clicked on this photo-text post.

The Fu Luyuan in this post is very different from the "Fu Luyuan" in Song Yanchen's memory. There are no hideous scars on his face, and the beautiful facial features are clearly visible.

Song Yanchen's fingertips trembled, and he clicked on the first photo slowly, and the chaotic emotions continued to ferment in his heart.

In the photo, the boy stood expressionlessly in front of the school's flower bed, his broken hair stuck to his forehead, almost blocking his dark eyes like ink, the boy was very tall and thin, wearing a school uniform, with a different facial contour It seems cold and sharp at this age.

The boy's facial features are very three-dimensional, with a sharp and stern face like a wolfhound, with slightly drooping eyelids, like an abandoned puppy, adding a bit of cuteness.

It's obviously an ordinary photo posted on the school bulletin board, and the angle can even be called a bit dead, but even so, the boys still pay attention like a star standing under a flashlight, shining like a pearl.

Except for this one, Fu Luyuan in other photos is basically alone, eating alone, in the library alone, walking alone... not only did not appear a girl around him, even the same sex who walked close Nothing, lonely like a cold star in the night, shining by itself.

One by one, the proud and shining life bits and pieces.

But just looking at the photos gives people a sense of astonishment and independence that cannot be moved away.

But it is such a proud person who was buried in the sea of ​​fire to save others, and never woke up...

An indescribable emotion slowly fermented in Song Yanchen's brain, making his blood seem to congeal in his veins.

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"Why are you crying?"

The boy who came out of the kitchen noticed Song Yanchen's weeping face at a glance, his heart tightened, and with a towel wrapped in ice cubes in his hand, he hurriedly walked up to Song Yanchen and squatted down.

He gently held Song Yanchen's ankle, lowered his head, put an ice towel on the wound, and said thoughtfully, "Is it too painful?"

"......" With tears in his eyes, Song Yanchen slowly raised his head, staring closely at the face in front of the boy, his fine eyelashes fluttering silently.

Absurdity and ridiculousness crawled into his heart.

"Fu Luyuan..." Song Yanchen squeezed out these three words with his lips stumbling, his voice was full of weeping and panting.

Song Yanchen's voice was very soft, but every word seemed to be pounding heavily on the boy's heart, clearly and without falling a single word, thunderous.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Song Yanchen, his face froze imperceptibly.

Tears condensed on Song Yanchen's eyelashes, it was as cold as ice, and his voice became more and more choked, "Why did you lie to me..."

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