Chu Chen’an looked at the dried flowers that were in pieces in front of him, and his heart felt half-cold.
He vaguely felt that it was over.
Did Pei Yan recognize him?
He glanced at Pei Yan’s cold eyes.
Pei Yan hid his expression and emotions clearly, so Chu Chen’an could only hear his nervous heartbeat.
The silence in the lending room amplified the anxiety and unease within Chu Chen’an.
Suddenly…
Pei Yan raised his hand toward him.
Chu Chen’an subconsciously turned his head sideways and closed his eyes tightly, his long eyelashes trembling pitifully.
He felt Pei Yan’s hand on his head, his fingers slowly running over his hair.
Chu Chen’an opened his eyes, only to see Pei Yan picking the gray wadding off his fingers.
That seemed to have been on his head.
So Pei Yan was just trying to help him?
Chu Chen’an froze; he hadn’t come to his senses yet.
He watched as Pei Yan slowly and methodically retreat back to the desk again, his slender fingers flipping open a book and starting to read.
Chu Chen’an leaned against the bookshelf and took a breath, looking at Pei Yan’s tall back, lost in thought.
His not-so-quick brain raced, pondering and judging the situation at hand.
Did he recognize him?
Or not?
“I’m sorry, that was a bit much.” Pei Yan said lightly, “I just miss my lover too much.”
Pei Yan’s words were like an explanation, temporarily soothing the uneasiness in Chu Chen’an’s heart.
So Pei Yan was only smiling because he missed him and thought he was very similar to Chen An?
Chu Chen’an was temporarily relieved and quickly whispered in response, “No, it was nothing.”
Pei Yan sorted out the books in the drawer. He pulled out the chair and sat down, then looked towards Chu Chen’an.
Chu Chen’an looked at his watch; there were still five minutes left.
He didn’t dare to meet Pei Yan’s gaze, so he turned his back and faced the bookshelf. He casually rummaged around, took a few books, and started to pretend to read one of them.
He avoided Pei Yan’s gaze, and when he tried to go around to the inside of the bookshelf, he saw a body full of rotten flesh hanging on the door shelf not far away, with its eyes protruding out and its chest bloo*dy, and Chu Chen’an could even see the holes that had penetrated it.
It looked like an old man hiding in the shadows.
What shocked him most was that the top of this old man’s head was empty!
He could only see the empty skull and deep black bloo*d inside.
The dead old man had been staring at him, as if he had come to look for him.
Chu Chen’an was so scared that he hurriedly and quickly came to Pei Yan’s body and sat down next to him.
He pinched his fingers and looked at the table in panic.
Pei Yan sensed Chu Chen’an’s fear.
He looked towards the bookshelf not far away, his expression grim and indifferent, and said quietly, “The door doesn’t seem to be closed tightly.”
Chu Chen’an raised his eyes at the sound, and the terrifying old ghost was gone.
He stared at the second hand of his watch, pointing to 12 little by little.
[Ding~]
[Congratulations on passing the mini-game!]
[Reward Points: X200]
The rustling and wailing outside the door clearly stopped.
Chu Chen’an breathed a sigh of relief as he busily grabbed his textbook and stood up. “Class is almost over, so I’ll go first, doctor.”
After saying that, he fled as if leaving this place of wrongdoing.
Pei Yan gazed at Chu Chen’an’s back and stood in front of the bookshelf on the inner side. He warned in a cold voice to the cold and dark surroundings, “Calm down; you’re scaring him.”
……
Chu Chen’an arrived at the classroom before the security guards came.
From the moment he entered, many people in the classroom began to pay attention to him.
Breathing heavily, he took out the physics paper he hadn’t written yet, intending to start making up for it.
Ji Bei, the class president who sat on his left, quickly came up to offer his courtesy again. His features were warm and upright, and when he smiled, there was a pear swirl at the right corner of his mouth. He looked harmless and upright.
“Chen’an, haven’t you done it yet?” Ji Bei handed him his own test paper with a worried expression: “The first lesson is physics class; the teacher will collect the papers, so you can copy my answers first to cope with it.”
“No need.” Chu Chen’an kept a distance from him and refused in a low voice.
Su Han held up a mirror to make up, glanced at Chu Chen’an and Ji Bei with squinted eyes, and snorted.
Chu Chen’an’s decisive refusal, coupled with Su Han’s smile, caused Ji Bei’s face to stiffen for a split second.
Ji Bei resentfully withdrew his hand and put his test paper back.
Fang Qinglin turned around and said softly, ”Copy mine, Chen’an; I wrote it. There are still ten minutes before the security guards come to inspect, so write quickly.”
Chu Chen’an raised his eyes, only to see Fang Qinglin placing his own test paper on his desk. Fang Qinglin’s writing was very proper; the questions were all done, and even the last few big questions at the back were written.
For Fang Qinglin’s test paper, he dared to copy it without fear.
Chu Chen’an softly thanked him, opened his pen, and began to bury his head in hard copying.
When he was absorbed in copying the formulas at the back, a loud bang interrupted Chu Chen’an.
Chu Chen’an’s shoulders trembled in shock, and he frowned as he looked over.
Sure enough, it was that rascal Sang Jun again.
Sang Jun dragged his chair to Chu Chen’an’s seat, and while shaking his leg, he looked at Chu Chen’an’s leg and said with a weird smile, “Yo, you took the medicine, and your leg got better so quickly?”
Chu Chen’an continued to write, ignoring him.
“That medicine is expensive, right? I remember that a capsule costs tens of thousands of yuan.” Sang Jun’s elbow nudged Chu Chen’an’s shoulder, and he said with a mischievous smile, “Little pretty, your family is so rich.”
“Don’t write; talk to me first.”
Seeing that Chu Chen’an didn’t take care of him, Sang Jun directly jerked the pen out of his hand, and his arm held onto Chu Chen’an’s shoulder. “Did you see anything last night?”
Chu Chen’an repulsively pushed his hand away and snatched back his pen. “No.”
“Think about it again, little pretty.” Sang Jun’s smile turned cold, and his words carried a threat: “Maybe it’s because you went to the library this morning and got confused; think again; what did you see?”
Chu Chen’an’s writing hand lurched, glancing at Sang Jun at his side.
Sang Jun was actually following him.
Sang Jun leaned closer to Chu Chen’an’s ear and lowered his voice. “I saw it. You were holding Lin Youxun’s…. the book which was borrowed by the person who used to live in your dormitory before. How dare you say you can’t see it?”
“I ……” Chu Chen’an nervously froze, weighing the words, then he spoke, “I just suddenly found a book in the dormitory that hadn’t been returned. I didn’t think much about it and took it to the library to return it. I didn’t see anything, and I don’t understand what you’re talking about.”
“I borrowed that book, and I also hid it in the crack of the cabinet.” Sang Jun said.
Chu Chen’an’s eyes widened.
Sang Jun’s words took him by surprise.
He couldn’t have imagined that Lin Youxun would lie to him and that the book was actually borrowed by Sang Jun.
Sang Jun added, ”Also, that book doesn’t have a library code on it, so how did you know it’s a book from the library? He’s the one who asked you to return it, right?”
Sang Jun withdrew his smile, and when he saw that Chu Chen’an didn’t reply, he directly whispered in Chu Chen’an’s ear, “You go back and tell him to stay inside peacefully. I haven’t even left yet; it’s impossible for him to leave.”
Chu Chen’an lowered his voice. “Why are you so sure that I can see it, and why did you purposely place me in that dormitory?”
“Apart from me, you’re the only newcomer in this school.” Sang Jun smiled mischievously again. “One has to test them all, don’t we? Besides, it’s probably fate. When I first saw you, I felt that you were different from the others.”
Chu Chen’an didn’t say anything else.
Why would a book be so involved?
What kind of book was that?
He didn’t know, but what was certain was that the book was definitely not ordinary.
After he finished copying, he returned the test paper to Fang Qinglin and stood up to go to the washroom at the end of the corridor.
He bowed in front of the sink to wash his hands, and when he straightened up, he saw a blo*ody figure suddenly appear in the mirror in front of him.
It was the old man from the library earlier!
“Brain, my brain…” the old man mumbled, his voice ghostly cold and hoarse. “Since you saw me, you have to help me get my brain back. My brain is in the medical building; if you can’t get it back, I’ll have your brain!”
The top of the old man’s empty head continued to spill out deep black sticky blo*od clots, emitting a disgusting and pungent putrid odor.
Chu Chen’an trembled at the old man’s sharp, hoarse voice, and he turned around.
“But that person didn’t let me have your brain.” The old man stood fixedly; his voice was hoarse and horrible, but he didn’t dare to come forward.
He wimped out and raised his hand to sluggishly clasp the bloo*dy clot on the top of his head. He thought of something and added, “The book you took this morning was written by me.”
Chu Chen’an: “What?”
The old man said, “You are trying to help that student reincarnate, right?”
Chu Chen’an’s eyes slightly widened.
How did he know that?
Chu Chen’an vaguely sensed the complexity of the matter.
The old man continued, “The book recognizes its owner, and it can only have one owner, unless you go and help me get my brain back; otherwise, I won’t recognize this book back, and that student won’t reincarnate either.”
As expected, as he expected, this copy’s task one wouldn’t be that simple.
Chu Chen’an could only agree, “Okay…”
He saw that the old man had concerns and didn’t dare to come up, so he dared to move a few steps out.
“What is your name?” Chu Chen’an asked, “Where is your… brain?”
“Zhang Shenshu.” The old man said sluggishly, “My brain… My brain is in the sample room on the fifth floor of the medical building, BH322… It seems to be BH321, which has my name written on it. Find it and bring it to the library.”
Chu Chen’an repeated it three or four times in his heart.
BH321, Zhang Shenshu.
After he remembered it, he whispered, “Okay, I remember; I’ll go find it today.”
He didn’t dare to ask what exactly that book was.
The old man quickly disappeared, and Chu Chen’an quickly ran out of the corridor.
As soon as class was over at noon, Chu Chen’an said that he had to go to the medical building.
“What’s wrong with you, Chen’an? Are you uncomfortable somewhere?” Fang Qinglin looked at him a little worriedly.
“Nothing; it’s just that my stomach hurts a little.” Chu Chen’an made up an excuse.
He was worried about how he was going to steal the sample from the medical building.
Fang Qinglin was still uneasy. “Does it hurt a lot? I’d better accompany you.”
“No, no, it doesn’t hurt too bad,” Chu Chen’an quickly said. “Go eat lunch first; I’ll just go get some medicine myself.”
Fang Qinglin could only nod.
……
Chu Chen’an came to the hall of the medical building and ran into the bright male nurse.
The male nurse recognized him and smiled. “You just left this morning; why did you come in again?”
“I… my stomach hurts a little.” Chu Chen’an said.
“Stomach ache, ah?” The male nurse touched the back of his head and said, “Then I’ll make a copy of the form for you, and then you can go directly to the third floor for medical treatment.”
“Okay, thank you, nurse.” Chu Chen’an sat down in front of the reception desk.
He had just sat down, not long before Pei Yan arrived.
Pei Yan sat not far away, looking his way, causing Chu Chen’an to sit up straight.
Chu Chen’an was just about to take the information sheet handed out by the male nurse when he was cut off by Pei Yan.
“Stomachache?” Pei Yan glanced down at Chu Chen’an and frowned slightly. “Follow me.”
Chu Chen’an was startled by Pei Yan’s cold countenance, and he glanced back at the male nurse.
The male nurse urged him and said softly, “Go go go; the director is personally giving you a checkup.”
Chu Chen’an carefully followed behind Pei Yan, and they went up to the sixth floor together.
The words “private consultation room” were written on the door.
Pei Yan opened the door and turned sideways to let Chu Chen’an in.
Chu Chen’an didn’t even dare to speak.
He felt Pei Yan was angry, which made him a little nervous.
Pei Yan put on sterile gloves and said, “Lie down on it.”
“Okay.” Chu Chen’an sat up obediently, put his hand on his side, and stared blankly at the bright light ahead.
Pei Yan’s palm gently covered Chu Chen’an’s abdomen. “Does it hurt here?”
Chu Chen’an opened his peach blossom-like eyes wide, eyelashes dancing in the light, and answered in a small voice, “It hurts.”
Above the navel was the stomach, right?
He had thought so since he was a child.
He began to answer Pei Yan’s question based on his feelings.
Wasn’t it just pretending to have a stomach ache? What was so difficult?
Pei Yan changed his position.
He also said pitifully, “It hurts.”
After changing positions several times, Pei Yan’s movements became sluggish.
Chu Chen’an watched him take off his gloves.
There was an aroma in the air, like the smell of a potion, but it was very nice.
Pei Yan’s fingertips were a bit hot, and they tickled a bit when they covered his abdomen.
“Does it hurt here?” Pei Yan’s voice was low and hoarse as he used his stethoscope to place it underneath Chu Chen’an’s chest and occasionally placed it upwards without thinking.
Chu Chen’an felt his face inexplicably start to burn.
He didn’t understand why it was like this.
He shook his head and answered honestly, “It doesn’t hurt.”
That wasn’t even his stomach.
He thought in aggravation.
Chu Chen’an lightly bit his moist red lip.
He looked at Pei Yan’s handsome face under the light, and his vision drifted for a moment.
He felt as if Pei Yan wasn’t angry anymore.
But the atmosphere in the consultation room changed, and the progress became so slow.
“Lift your shirt.” Pei Yan’s face was expressionless, his fingertips covering his abdomen as he spoke, “It’ll be more convenient for treatment.”
Chu Chen’an froze and grabbed the corner of his shirt. “What?”