Chapter 495: Qiao Mu Private High School

Time is slowly coming to a point where there are less than 100 days left before the entrance exams.

Hou Tong still hasn't found the girl Bai Liu likes, but the approaching exams have distracted her from paying as much attention to Bai Liu as she would have liked.

Even Xu Wei had little time to give Bai Liu a hard time.

Qiao Mu's private high school has weekly exams, monthly exams and a half-monthly round-robin exam, and she has to deal with her own son Bao Kangle's up-and-down results.

Lu Yizhan and Fang Dian were also given extra lessons, and every time they sneaked down to look for Bai Liu, they looked like they were out of breath, and Fang Dian was walking around with her eyelids drooping, falling asleep on Lu Yizhan's back.

So Bai Liu asked them to come down less often to look for themselves these days, and that everything would be settled after senior year.

Lu Yizhan reluctantly agreed.

Bai Liu was a maverick at a time when the senior year was the most urgent and everyone was the busiest.

Evening Study, 9pm, Class XVII.

In the last three months of senior year, most of the students in Bai Liu's class go away to school, and parents come to pick up their children at 9pm.

The classrooms are full of dishevelled and tired students packing up their teaching materials, papers and stationery boxes, and walking towards their parents who are waiting anxiously outside the school door.

"How did you learn today?"

Or "How did you do on your test today?"

Outside the classroom, students and parents are bustling with people leaving, and none of this has anything to do with Bai Liu.

Bai Liu sits alone in the corner of the gradually empty classroom, turning his pencil nonchalantly and holding his jaw as he works out a conic curve problem in mathematics.

The final result for this question was the root two, which he had calculated three times in an hour, and the result was still one half.

After sorting through the question three times and not realising where he had gone wrong, Bai Liu began to get upset and narrowed his eyes, scanning the stem again quickly with a look of readiness to assassinate the question, and at the end of the scan, the tip of his pen stopped and clicked on the full stop in the last sentence of the stem.

Then the last word and the full stop are unpleasantly blacked out.

Maths, so annoying.

The time is getting slower and slower, the night is getting later and later, the classroom at the end of the first floor is gradually emptying, only Bai Liu, who is in the bottom right corner by the window, is still solving the conic curve problem for the fourth time.

In late spring/early summer in the high school there was a subtle chirping of mosquitoes coming from the window. The empty seat in front of Bai Liu suddenly moved on its own, dragging itself closer to Bai Liu's seat and finally clinging to Bai Liu's desk.

If a student had passed by the window at this time, he would have screamed out in horror - this was the plot of some school horror movie!

Spades crossed his long legs and sat backwards across the chair of the man in front of Bai Liu, who laid his head on the back of the chair, wrapped his arms around the back of the chair, cocked his head at Bai Liu and asked, "Why are you still working on this problem? You were fast on the last one."

He looked a little stifled by his height shrinking in this high school chair, and his whole body looked like it was sitting on an ill-fitting child's chair, with both feet stepping restlessly on the floor, causing both the chair and his body sitting in it to sway back and forth with it.

Bai Liu's chair was also shaken, and he lifted his eyes to the shifting Spades in front of him, his tone cold: "Don't shake your chair, my table is shaking too."

"Oh." Spades brought his legs back up and he turned his chair around to sit squarely on Bai Liu while tucking his legs hard under Bai Liu's desk, pressing them against Bai Liu's calves.

This tight layout of space under the table top top tops it all up a little.

Bai Liu's pen traced a mark on the paper as the desk was raised by Spades' leg, his eyelids fluttered but Spades pursued ignorantly, "Why are you counting what long on this question?"

The last question was the easiest geometry question of course it was fast.

But Bai Liu didn't explain it to Spades in this way. He didn't look at Spades, but looked down at the question and said casually in a light tone, "Because this question doesn't let me get it right."

"What's to stop you from getting it right?" Spades frowned, "Then kill the question."

Bai Liu paused, the corners of his mouth turning up very shallowly before flattening out again, "Can't kill it, this question ......"

His words stopped abruptly.

Spades propped himself up on his desk and leaned forward abruptly, one of his legs underneath the desk unconsciously reaching for Bai Liu's leg and, as Bai Liu tried to move his chair backwards, raised his foot and stepped on Bai Liu's chair, holding him in place.

On the table, Spades' long, strong left hand opened its palm and held Bai Liu's right hand, which was turning his pencil, steady, holding it in place at the point where he had made a mistake in the fourth time.

Spades stepped and held so firmly that Bai Liu could barely move, a strange cold touch of skin coming from the back of his hand wrapped in Spades and from Spades' knee against his thigh, as if a piece of ice was embracing him.

This made Bai Liu suddenly realise something -

--the monster that had accompanied him through his time as a man, had invaded his territory unknowingly, and by clutching from him the affection given, had grown into a behemoth that could control his every move.

He actually didn't have the strength to even pull out a pen in the vise of this monster.

Bai Liu lowered his eyes, his gaze falling to the palm of Spades' left hand, which held his full size, and the smooth, tight muscles of his small arm.

He hadn't even grown muscles that fast, but this guy had grown so much that he'd gone from a mass as tall as his calf to a mass where his knees were up against his thighs.

"Why can't you kill this question." Spades looked at the paper on Bai Liu's desk as if he didn't notice anything, wrapping his hand around Bai Liu's pencil grip and saying in an unusual tone, "If you don't like this question, I'll kill it for you."

Spades' head rests against Bai Liu's, and he leans in a little closer, so close that his breath staggers and the shadows of the two men intertwine on the volume.

It was so close that the moment Spades raised his eyes to his, he could clearly see Spades' face, half-hidden beneath his shorn hair, and himself reflected in his silvery blue eyes.

Bai Liu's breath stopped for a moment as he quickly averted his gaze and lowered his eyes.

It was honestly hard to imagine that a man who looked like this was a jumbled mess of puppy-like lines six months ago, which was a superior look to any npc he'd seen in the game with a reputation for beauty.

Not to mention that this superiority still includes stature.

The looks and the body were enough to convince Bai Liu's future self that she would be charmed by the beauty of such a man and stir up a daily affair.

After all, that's what's foreshadowing him right now.

Bai Liu Liu's right hand holding the pen curled up, squeezing the tips of his fingers hard enough to turn white, his tone still cold: "...... How are you going to help me kill this question?"

Spades lifted his eyes and he stared intently at Bai Liu for a moment before his eyes moved down and landed on Bai Liu's lips with a strong sense of purpose in his tone.

"You reward me now and I'll kill it for you."

Bai Liu pursed her lips almost reflexively before rejecting quickly, "No reward."

"I said, not in the classroom."

"But you also said that it's not allowed in the dorm room either." Spades gripped Bai Liu's wrist and pressed down, both of his hands braced on either side of Bai Liu's desk, burying his head in the nook of Bai Liu's shoulder and pressing it against his, his voice a little muffled, "So where does it have to be?"

"You haven't rewarded me in 84 minutes."

--This is also almost just one and a half periods of evening study time.

When Bai Liu was doing his laundry in the dormitory one and a half nights before self-study, Spades wanted to hold his hand and take credit for it, asking for a reward, which Bai Liu didn't want to give - he had no idea who had started this perverse trend of reward?

Just hugging him and doing the laundry takes a bonus five minutes of kissing, is the future him always making such unprofitable deals on this guy?

But for some reason, it ended up being a reward and a minute overtime, as another kiss was given on the way out.

Bai Liu had forbidden Spades to follow him to his evening study sessions because Spades was really damaging to his academic performance.

But it's as if Bai Liu turned around when the door was closing and took one more look at Spades behind the door.

Through the doorway, Spades is lying face down in a large line on Bai Liu's dorm bed, burying his head deep into Bai Liu's quilt and his freshly changed school uniform, and a strong, discarded feeling pervades the entire monster's head, as if a cloud of darkness is thundering, wind and rain over his head.

Then, I don't know what happened, but Bai Liu felt as if she was possessed and called out very softly through the closing door, "Spades, are you coming with me?

Spades looked up, his face devoid of emotion but staring straight at Bai Liu with those silvery blue eyes, and said, "I want it."

Later, Bai Liu could not recall, and when he did, he remembered that Spades had taken him by the wrist, pulled him into the dormitory, pinned his shoulder against the half-open door, and very much took it upon himself to get a minute's reward.

Bai Liu had two glasses of cold water before leaving the house to bring down the redness of her lips.

The more Bai Liu spends time with the creature, the more often he becomes obsessed, which makes Bai Liu alert to the possibility that the dog has some special ability in him, such as making his mind go blank for a short time and become unconscious.

For example, now.

Bai Liu was about to say "No more rewards tonight, and you can't go to bed", but he tilted his head and locked eyes with Spades, who was leaning on his shoulder, for a second.

Spades lowered his eyes, a tiny bit of light fell on his long eyelashes, his otherwise cold appearance had a very calm warmth in the orange light, his silvery blue eyes looked intently at Bai Liu, his tone suddenly softened.

"I like you, Bai Liu."

There was no emotion in the words, but they sounded so tender and cherished that Bai Liu felt something in his heart tremble uncontrollably.

So Bai Liu put down his pen, and the words on his lips calmly became, "I'm bored with the questions, let's go to the playground for a stroll."

"There just happens to be a reward for you there too."

A year ago, Bai Liu would never have imagined that he would be alone in the playground after 9.30pm, as this is where Qiao Mu High School couples who are secretly in love usually come when they are making out.

In his second year, Bai Liu came to the playground for one reason and one reason only: to let off steam for Lu Yizhan and Fang Dian, a couple who came to visit the playground.

For from time to time, the head teacher would appear with a torch on the playground lawn where ever the crowds were gathered, watching the men and women walking together, pair by pair, alert and keen, his eyes fierce and cruel, ready to ruthlessly break up every adolescent love, like an old lone wolf roaming the grasslands watching his prey.

When the old lone wolf finds out, Bai Liu, the expressionless light bulb, is a good shield.

So Bai Liu knows the playground well, and he knows many places where couples can be alone, such as the table tennis table by the stadium.

He knew that the adolescent hormonal and sexually active boys would not be able to resist kissing their girlfriends in these places, hugging them and even putting their hands inside their school uniforms.

Bai Liu had seen these couples' unhinged faces on many occasions while walking around the playground with Fang Dian and Lu Yizhan, as they were transformed into panicked, ugly faces by the torch and hysterical screams of the head teacher.

Some boys even leave their unclothed girlfriends behind to run away quickly and alone.

At that time, Bai Liu was watching the farce with aloofness and calmness, as if it were happening in another world, and to another species.

He Buming understands the reason for these boys' restlessness, and Buming understands the girls' heartbreaking sobs, and Buming understands why they have to scramble to stick together and do this ridiculous thing that has no meaning except to express their sexuality when they hear the voice of the head teacher.

To Bai Liu a year ago, love was a fool's errand and desire was the true motivation.

But it is a cheap waste of desire to be unable to reasonably control your desires and to do things that simply cannot have consequences.

Bai Liu never felt he would be part of this stupid couple, just as he never thought he would be unable to control his own desires.

Spades lowered the breathless Bai Liu to the ping pong table, his lips sliding down the corners of Bai Liu's lips to his jaw in quick kisses and pecks of a strange tenderness, his hands already loosening the hem of Bai Liu's school uniform, and the moment he reached in and pressed it against his skin, Bai Liu couldn't help but shiver at the cold temperature in his loins, his whole body shaking like a hot His whole body curled up into a ball like a cooked shrimp and shrank into Spades' arms, his delicate white fingers clutching the shirt on Spades' shoulders in a death grip.

Bai Liu's breathing is so fast that it sounds like drowning, a kind of breathless suffocation, and he slowly lifts his head from Spades' shoulder.

As the dim street light fell on the table tennis table, Bai Liu's eyes were flushed to the point of dampness, his dark eyes had a disorienting laxity in the light, and in a daze that was about to explode his brain, he heard the head teacher's voice coming from far away.

He had been Buming about why the couples wouldn't separate even though they heard the voice.

But in this moment ......

Bai Liu slowly closed his eyes as he held his boyfriend, feeling his soul slipping in a warm swoon as a pair of silvery blue eyes gazed tenderly at him, kissing the corners of his eyes and behind his ears and whispering to him in his ear.

"I like you."

I might actually be psychotic or I might actually be crazy.

Bai Liu opened his eyes and he looked at the approaching torch light, thinking in a trance.

At this moment, he was thinking that if the head teacher found out later that Spades had run away without him, would he cry like the girls who had been left behind?

Can he?

He doesn't know.

Bai Liu clung to Spades' back as he closed his eyes and let himself sink.

...... If the future is together, it means they should not be separated.