Two

On this day, Yan Yimu hardly paid any attention to me. This was completely different from before. Although he also didn't pay much attention to me previously, I could always sense that he wanted to talk to me about something, even if it was always in a mocking manner. However, this time, he was immersed in his own world, a world that no one could enter.

"That must be an accident..." I replied weakly, but upon closer reflection, I realized that Yuan Yichen had indeed been appearing around me quite frequently lately, and each time there was a relatively close interaction. Could it be that he really has some... I rubbed my hair and said, "Such questions are not suitable for me; I should just continue reading and studying."

Yan Yimu still wore a cold demeanor, and I rolled my eyes, my mind beginning to devise new ways to prank him. It was truly hard to imagine what kind of impact it would have if such a cool guy were to present himself in a weak and disheveled manner. As I pondered this, my gaze involuntarily lingered on his profile.

I ran over, and the dream soul lay on the table, glowing. The purple dreamlike radiance illuminated the dream soul, making it even more beautiful and enchanting. As if compelled by some unseen force, I picked up the dream soul and placed it on my forehead. In an instant, the purple light seemed to shoot entirely into my body, and I smelled the fragrance of a hundred flowers, a sense of joy filling my entire being

"Xiao Wu, did you not sleep well yesterday? Did you have insomnia? You can also suffer from insomnia?" Xuan Qing looked at me as if I were a national treasure, "Wow, you are someone who wouldn't lose sleep even if you had an exam, were going on a trip, or were sending your parents abroad..."

"Then show me the comic!" Xuanqing said, pulling me back as I tried to escape.

I accidentally bumped into your backpack just now, and fearing you might get upset, I helped organize it for you he said nonchalantly

Whenever I immerse myself in the world of comics, I feel that time passes particularly quickly. By the time I finished drawing the first chapter, it was already midnight. I stood up to stretch my limbs, and a wave of fatigue washed over me. I took a hasty shower and then lay down in bed, drifting off to sleep

Xuanqing rolled her eyes dramatically: "I am just being curious, I am not asking you to do anything, and you even brought up the importance of academics. I just feel that he treats you particularly well. The day before yesterday and yesterday, he was always by your side. When you dropped something, he hurried to pick it up for you. And also, when we were eating in the cafeteria, he even deliberately left the last chicken leg for you!" The more Xuanqing spoke, the more excited she became, her eyes shining with enthusiasm. I just feel that he treats you particularly well. The day before yesterday and yesterday, he was always by your side. When you dropped something, he hurried to pick it up for you. And also, when we were eating in the cafeteria, he even deliberately left the last chicken leg for you!" The more Xuanqing spoke, the more excited she became, her eyes shining with enthusiasm.

"Hello, do you understand what gentlemanly demeanor is? It's truly baffling! Ever since I encountered you, nothing good has happened; my misfortunes began the moment I met you at the museum!" I exclaimed in anger.

"Hi, good morning." Yuan Yichen's voice suddenly appeared again, and I turned around abruptly, colliding into him.

"Hey, you've been looking at me for a long time, am I that handsome?" Yan Yimu suddenly turned around, his sharp eyes gazing at me.

"Cough, cough, Dream Soul?" I covered my mouth while coughing, surveying the dimly lit room. Suddenly, a faint purple light emanated from the table in the center. Even though I couldn't see clearly yet, I was certain in my heart that it was the Dream Soul

No! I exclaimed as I sat up, beads of sweat forming on my forehead. I had another dream, and this one was terrifying. I pressed my hand against my chest, jumped out of bed, and drank some warm water to calm myself down. It was still early, and I could continue to sleep for a while longer. I lay back down, adjusted my sleeping position, hoping to have a pleasant dream this time

"It's nothing, I'm going to have lunch." Yan Yimu walked out of the classroom with a cold expression.

In fact, I slept very well, but I was awakened in the middle of the night by a nightmare, and then I couldn't fall back asleep, so I simply... I revealed a mischievous smile and secretly showed my comic book, saying, "I have conceived a new story, and I will show it to you during lunch."

As I touched the stone-carved handle on the heavy wooden door, I suddenly felt a bone-chilling coldness; this sensation was so extraordinary that I wondered whether I was dreaming or if it was reality. The wooden door slowly creaked open, and a musty odor rushed into my nostrils, causing me to cough uncontrollably

I apologize, I apologize!" I rubbed my nose and repeatedly expressed my apologies, "I didn't know you were so close to me!"

I made an effort to adopt a serious expression and said: "Xuanqing, I assure you, I have no special feelings for Yuan Yichen, and I don't think we could become good friends. I admit he is handsome, but he is definitely not my type. As students, we should prioritize our studies."

When I arrived at the classroom, there weren't too many people yet. Xuanqing pulled me along to continue chatting. Recently, she has shown a great interest in Yuan Yichen, but unfortunately, her focus of interest is solely on Yuan Yichen and me

"Oh no, you..." Xuanqing almost shouted, but fortunately, I covered her mouth in time

"Hehe, isn't it interesting? I'll show you the rest later, class is about to start." I took back the comic book, tapped my fingers on my lips to signal her not to say anything. At this moment, most of the classmates had arrived, so I quickly returned to my seat and sat down.

In my dream, I was dressed in a red outfit, walking along an ancient and quaint street, as if I had traveled back to a distant era. The weather was gloomy, and everything around me felt so unfamiliar. I walked towards a temple-like building in front of me, feeling no sense of panic; instead, there was a sense of calm, as if I truly belonged here

"What do you think of meeting me?" I raised an eyebrow in response. Since you dislike me, why did you transfer to our class? Why did you choose to be my deskmate?

Of course, no problem at all. I am honored to be your friend. A smile once again blossomed on Yuan Yichen's face. He is indeed suited to smiling; when he does not smile, how should I put it, it gives a somewhat gloomy impression, though these feelings exist only in my heart

Yan Yimu was clearly startled by my sudden action. He shook his back, stood up, and touched his hair before turning back to look at me, his obsidian-like eyes concealing a multitude of emotions

My eyes darted around, fixating on the unrecognizable Yan Yimu. What if I were to draw a comic with him as the protagonist? I bit the pen, beginning to conceive a brand new story, a tragic school journey of a messy, weak boy who is disliked by everyone! ... The setting would be Class 1 of the first year at Delan Academy. One day, a boy with poor grades transfers in, and he is ostracized by everyone, enduring relentless bullying ... Hehehe, I couldn't help but laugh. The setting would be Class 1 of the first year at Delan Academy. One day, a boy with poor grades transfers in, and he is ostracized by everyone, enduring relentless bullying ... Hehehe, I couldn't help but laugh.

Don't be in a hurry! I have put the comic book in my backpack, and I will find a place without anyone around to show it to you in a moment. I have a sly smile on my face

I turned on the desk lamp and continued drawing my comic. Seeing the bullied Yan Yimu in the comic, my mood finally improved, and I couldn't help but smile as I continued depicting Yan Yimu's tragic school life. Perhaps I was drawing too joyfully, and before I knew it, the time had already reached 6:30. I patted my own face, realizing that staying up late is harmful to the skin.

Yan Yimu suddenly propped his chin on his hand, turned his head to glance at me and said, "Sometimes I think you are really cute..." He then looked at the blackboard and muttered something, but this time it was almost inaudible, and I couldn't hear it even when I strained my ears

Yan Yi Mu sat beside me, and he had not spoken for a long time. I couldn't help but turn my head to look at him; he seemed to be engulfed in a kind of sadness, his head half bowed, with strands of hair covering half of his face. After a long while, he finally spoke softly: "As long as you remember the museum, meeting you at the museum... was also my misfortune." The last sentence was spoken too softly, and I had to rely on the shape of his lips to discern what he was saying.

My face feels as if it is on fire, and I truly wish I could dig a hole and burrow into it

You have nothing to hide, so why are you afraid of me seeing? Is there something shameful inside? Yan Yimu lowered his head, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth

Oh dear, I'm so annoyed, I won't count anymore! I irritably got up; it seems counting sheep is useless, so I might as well continue drawing comics

"Who would believe you! Can you just touch a girl's backpack?" I angrily walked over, pushed him aside, and took out the backpack to check it thoroughly.

I rubbed my hair, why should I care about Yan Yimu? The more he ignores me, the better! I should really hate him, I should be disgusted by him! ... The more I think about it, the angrier I get, and the more excited I become. I might as well take out my brush and draw Yan Yimu's likeness, then stab at it fiercely. I know this is very childish, but ...! ... Who says I can’t draw!

Xuanqing immediately stretched out her long arms and began to snatch the comic, saying, "Show it to me right now!"

Yan Yimu actually said I am cute ... ! ... I shivered, hoping that I had misheard just now

"What nonsense are you talking about? When did I ever look at you!" I immediately lowered my head and pretended to read, my heart racing uncontrollably. How embarrassing, I was actually caught by him.

You should be less self-absorbed I said through clenched teeth

However, I have tossed and turned for quite a while, yet I still do not feel the slightest inclination to sleep, which is quite unusual! In the past, while everyone else suffered from insomnia, I never did. I began to count sheep: "One sheep, two sheep, three sheep... one hundred and twenty sheep..."

Ah! I had not yet had the chance to enjoy it when I felt a chill coming from behind me. Just as I was about to turn around, I felt a hard object strike my neck, and I fell to the ground, my dreamlike spirit losing its luster

Yuan Yichen's smile dimmed for a moment, as if he were experiencing an indescribable melancholy: "I always feel as if I am not welcomed by others"

The current Delan Academy is very quiet, as the students have all gone to eat. I wandered around alone but decided to return to the classroom to nibble on the chocolate cookies I brought in the morning. Suddenly, the sky darkened, and for some inexplicable reason, my mood also sank.

I took a shower and applied a face mask, striving to make myself look as I usually do, but the dark circles under my eyes ultimately cannot be concealed

"Let me show you a glimpse, and I will show you the rest at noon." I adjusted the collar of my shirt that she had tugged and opened a page of the comic book in front of her.

"Oh, not at all, everyone doesn't know how much they like you, haha, Xiao Wu is just shy." Xuanqing pulled my hand and pushed me next to Yuan Yichen, "We are all so familiar now, we are friends, so let's all call her Xiao Wu from now on, and we will call you Yichen, it won't feel awkward."

Yuan Yichen's snow-white cheeks flushed with a hint of redness, adding a touch of cuteness: "I also wanted to greet you all, so... it's nothing, let's go together."

I shook my head repeatedly: "No, it's nothing, just had a nightmare." After saying this, I hid beside Xuanqing. I don't know why, but being too close to Yuan Yichen always makes me feel uncomfortable, as if my heart is cold.

As I reached the door of the classroom, I heard faint sounds coming from inside. Who could possibly be in the classroom at this time? I frowned, gently pushed open a corner of the door, and tiptoed to look inside. I saw Yan Yimu bending down to check my backpack. I kicked the door open, placed my hands on my hips, and shouted at him, "What are you doing?"

"Did Classmate Yu Ying not sleep well yesterday?" Yuan Yichen seemed to be very concerned about me, asking in a gentle tone

I can clearly feel that Yuan Yichen's attitude towards me is different from that towards Xuanqing, but... how is that possible? Xuanqing is so beautiful, how could he possibly like me instead? Moreover, I cannot explain why there is that cool feeling in my heart.

"If you want to watch, just watch. We are all at the same table, after all." Yan Yimu's voice seemed to carry a hint of laughter, as if he had completely forgotten about yesterday's events, and his attitude towards me had returned to how it was before.