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At 06:30 in the morning, the naked young man was woken up on time by the biological clock. He opened his eyes in a daze, and the window was already faintly bright.Tang Chao was dying of thirst. He squinted his eyes, grabbed the glass from the bedside table, and drank the cold water in one gulp, only to feel a little more comfortable in his throat.

Without the glasses, everything was blurry. The man beside him was still asleep. Tang Chao sat up, silently feeling the pain from his ankle, lower back and that hidden part, and turned his head to look at Fang Mubo.

It is undeniable that this man is the type that most girls will like. Under the gentle surface, he is not lacking in dominance and strength.Just looking away at Tang Chao, he got out of bed, raised his injured foot slightly, dug out a set of clothes from the closet and put them on quickly, then picked up the clothes that were thrown on the ground last night and put them into the washing machine.

In the end, with a cold face, he hopped around the room looking for his glasses.

He really couldn't remember where Fang Mubo put his glasses last night.Tang Chao didn't want to recall everything that happened at that time. Although he had made up his mind not to have any thoughts about the goddess, it didn't mean that he was willing to sleep with a stranger for no apparent reason.

Besides, it's a man.

What happened to the mysterious force that manipulated him and Fang Mubo last night?After fully waking up, Tang Chao began to fear, would it appear again, to force them to do other things they didn't want to do?

Myopia of [-] degrees made it difficult for him to find things. He still had a spare pair of glasses, but they kept them in school.Tang Chao had a bad temper when he first woke up. Fortunately, he found his weather-beaten glasses before his patience ran out.

At ten past six, the phone rang and Fang Mubo was woken up.As usual, he frowned and went to touch the phone on the bedside table, but found nothing.He woke up instantly, then realized that this was Tang Chao's residence, closed his eyes again, and relaxed.

Do all the students get up so early now... Listening to the sound of washing in the bathroom, Fang Mubo was thinking, he lifted the quilt and got up, trying to turn off the ringing of Tang Chao's cell phone.

At this moment, Tang Chao came out of the bathroom wiping his face, and saw Fang Mubo who was completely naked at a glance, his eyes drifted subconsciously to the important parts.

"..."

The man's exuberant energy really surprised Tang Chao. For some reason, he felt that the place where he was invaded last night hurt even more.

Seeing Tang Chao come in, Fang Mubo quickly pulled the quilt to cover himself, and smiled at Tang Chao guiltily. It seemed awkward to say anything at this time, so he could only ask out of words: "Are your feet broken?" feel better now?"

Both of them knew that they were controlled by unknown forces to do such absurd things last night, but whether they could accept it was another matter.Tang Chao hummed muffledly as a response, took out his cell phone from his jacket and turned off the alarm, then went to the living room to pack up his things, preparing to go to the library for morning self-study.Fang Mubo was left alone by him, but he didn't react much. He got out of bed and checked his clothes, they were still wet.

The suit can still be worn home and changed, but the trousers... Fang Mubo looked at the large traces of white unknown liquid on the black cloth, and fell into thought. He must not wear this to go out.

Fang Mubo thought for a few seconds before deciding to ask Tang Chao for help: "Do you have any pants I can wear?"

"What?" Tang Chao entered the room upon hearing the words, and saw Fang Mubo's ravaged trousers. He fell silent, then turned around and opened the closet, rummaging through it.

Tang Chao found out a sportswear, which he bought online, and it was much too big, but he was too lazy to return it, so he left it at home.

He turned around and met Mu Bo's ambiguous gaze above him. Tang Chao didn't care, handed Fang Mubo his clothes, and was about to go out.

"I'm going to be late, take a step first, don't forget to close the door."

The young man's voice was so cold that no emotion could be heard.Fang Mubo just wanted to say that your feet are not good and I will take you downstairs, when he heard the sound of closing the door.I thought that the child must be really angry. He put on the clothes Tang Chao found out, took his own things, and left here.

Tang Chao jumped down the stairs holding on to the handrail. Instead of going directly to the school, he hid at the corner of the unit, waited quietly for a while, and saw Fang Mubo come out.The man looked around, as if looking for his trace. After a while, Fang Mubo sighed softly and walked out of the community.

Looking at Fang Mubo's receding back, Tang Chao endured the pain in his body and called his friend Jiang You.

The other party connected quickly, and the clear male voice was as energetic as ever: "Tang Chao? What's going on today? Don't you usually come here earlier than me? Why haven't you arrived yet?"

Tang Chao simply explained: "I sprained my ankle, and now I'm downstairs at my house, please come and pick me up."

"A sprained ankle? You wait for me, I'll go right away." Hearing the words, the other party immediately became anxious and hung up the phone in a hurry.Tang Chao supported the wall and walked a few steps, standing in a more conspicuous place, waiting for Jiang You.

The woman stepped in and closed the door with her backhand. With a soft "click", the door was locked.

In the center of the study is a large table, on which there are a lot of manuscripts placed in a mess. The screen of the laptop in the middle of the manuscripts emits a faint blue light, illuminating the face of the person in front of the table.

It was a boy about seventeen or eighteen years old, his face was pale, his eyes were black and bloodshot due to lack of rest.As if he didn't notice the woman's arrival at all, he put his hands on the keyboard, his fingers fluttered, and with the clicking sound of the keyboard, lines of text appeared in the document.

[Jiang You looked at Tang Chao's earnest side face. The young man's complexion was a little pale, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he seemed to be troubled by pain.But the eyes in the bright black eyes behind the lenses were still calm, and they were staring at the handsome Russian lecturer with light blonde short hair on the podium.

Hey.

Jealous of that Russie getting such rapt attention.

I want only myself to be reflected in those beautiful eyes.

Want to know more deeply.

Into his... everything.

Jiang You lowered his eyes, and wrote a line of unknown numbers next to the engineering drawing on the manuscript paper.

Then after school. 】

The woman watched the boy quietly until he hit the last full stop, pressed the shortcut key to save the article, leaned back on the chair suddenly, groaned, and stretched a lot.

At this moment, he finally looked at the woman hiding in the darkness, narrowed his eyes slightly, and soon relaxed again, with a familiar smile on his face as if meeting an old friend: "Ah, you are here."

"Ah."

The woman pulled out the black-bladed Tang knife on her back with her backhand. The blade and the scabbard rubbed against each other with a crisp sound. After a "squeak", the cold tip of the knife was already on the boy's throat.

"I've been looking for you for a long time."

The young man's Adam's apple moved slightly, and the sharp blade left a thin red mark on his skin. Facing the death that might come in the next second, he had an uncontrollable mocking smile on his face:

"You don't imagine killing me with this, do you? My dear Lan..."

The woman's cold voice with an obvious southern accent interrupted the boy's words: "Of course not, I will send you to hell with the weapon I carefully prepared."

The young man sneered, he put his hands on the armrests of the chair, obviously with a sharp knife stuck to his throat, looked up at the woman at the table, but there was a kind of disdain for looking down on the lowly ants: "Innocent."

These two words did not cause any waves. The woman's hand holding the knife was still as steady as Mount Tai, and the cold tip of the knife did not tremble at all.The boy stood up, and the knife tip slashed from his throat to his chest, leaving a deep wound, but before the blood gushed out, the wound healed itself.

He took two steps back, let the knife leave his body, and tilted his head with a smile: "Let's go, let me see your weapon that can kill me."

The woman retracted the Tang knife into its scabbard, and with a movement, she appeared in front of the boy in the next second, and the sharp weapon in her hand slashed across and stabbed him in the chest.

When he saw the sharp weapon, the boy's taunting expression that he was sure of winning disappeared instantly.

He staggered and took a few steps back, flipped over the chair, and the chair fell to the ground with a loud noise, but how could an extremely inactive nerd avoid such a fierce attack, and a flower of blood spattered on his chest in the next instant, fortunately The timely dodge allowed him to barely avoid the heart, and he did not lose his ability to move on the spot.

He clutched his chest, blood dripped from his fingers and dripped to the ground.

"How is it possible! How could you get this thing!" The boy yelled frantically with an expression of disbelief.The woman shook off the blood on the vernier caliper in her hand, without hesitation, and then stabbed the boy again.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, the young man retreated directly to the open window, leaned back, and fell straight out.

There was a "bang" sound of flesh hitting the ground.

The woman's attack failed, she walked quickly to the window, leaned over and looked down, except for a pool of blood on the ground, there was no one outside.

A hint of annoyance appeared on the woman's glamorous face, and the exposed emotion quickly disappeared. She casually took the jacket that the boy had put on the back of the chair, wiped the blood on the vernier caliper, and carefully put it into the satchel at her waist inside.Then she lifted the fallen computer chair and sat in front of the computer.

Picking up the mouse, she read all the content in the document carefully, and when she saw [Jiang You pulled Tang Chao into the bathroom cubicle, locked the door behind his back, and then kissed him heavily], her beautiful eyebrows frowned , no interest in reading any more, drag the document into the recycle bin, and shred it completely.

Then the woman collected all the manuscript papers on the table, went to the bathroom and took a basin to put the manuscript papers in. The gas stove in the kitchen couldn't turn on the fire, so she had to use other methods to destroy the manuscript papers.The basin was filled with water, and the messy handwriting was blurred by the water. She found a bottle of laundry detergent, went in, completely tore the manuscript paper into a ball of paste with her hands, and poured it into the toilet.

After pressing the flush button, she breathed a sigh of relief, wiped her hands on her body, took out her phone, and edited the text message.

[I believe you spent an unforgettable night yesterday.Must have found something interesting too.

It's time to meet up.

See you at 54 East Third Street at [-]:[-] tomorrow night:)]