"Unfortunately … I won, Boomkun."

Guan Yiqing heaved a sigh of relief, raised his arm with some difficulty, and put it on Hong's stiff wrist.

He thought he was cold enough, but he found that the other's body temperature was even lower than his.

Can't he adjust the temperature? Why is it like this?

"Hong … Training is over, it's time for comments."

"You …"

Hong shook off the youngster's hand as if he was electrocuted. He gritted his teeth, and almost exhausted all his self-control to not roar.

"Who the hell are you?

What do you know?

Where did you learn all these things … "

"I don't know anything, Hong."

Seeing the other's reaction, Guan Yiqing knew he had gone too far just now. He gestured for the other three to leave first, and then stepped forward to pull the thorny youngster into his arms. He carefully avoided all the angles that the monitor could capture, and slowly stroked his back.

Hong's body was covered in ice, which made Guan Yiqing, who thought he had almost gotten used to the cold, shiver again.

"Hong … It's okay now. Just now … I said those words to buy time.

I'm sorry, I … I was a little impolite.

I'm sorry, I won't do it next time.

So calm down first, let's go back, okay? "

Hong's body gradually warmed up, and his heart also calmed down. He silently raised his hand and slid it up the spine of the person in front of him inch by inch, and finally stopped at the back of the other's neck.

He carefully controlled the temperature, and the eyesore ice on the youngster's neck finally melted …

Right, it's time to go back.

On the way back to the monitoring room, Hong did not say a word, which made Guan Yiqing, who was carrying his clothes behind him, feel extremely awkward.

Originally, he wanted to ask the other to use his "personality" to warm his body, but now he found that …

It seemed, a little, inappropriate.

Even when he returned to the class and was greeted by his classmates, it could not alleviate the feeling in his heart …

Yes, guilt.

Especially after seeing Ormet's solemn expression, which was completely inconsistent with his own style.

Holding hot water, wrapped in a blanket, and curled up in a dark and warm corner to prepare for the rest of the class, Guan Yiqing, who was originally excited to observe the "personality" of his classmates, was a little depressed.

Maybe eating something sweet would make me feel better …

He put the glass aside and searched his pocket.

Empty, not even a lollipop.

"Tsk."

Guan Yiqing impatiently leaned his head against the wall behind him. His line of sight naturally moved upwards, and his eyes met with Hao Luo, who was looking at him without him noticing.

Bombastic turned his head almost immediately, but Guan Yiqing didn't move. He continued to maintain his posture and stared at him expressionlessly.

The images on the big screen kept changing, and the voices of the surrounding students rose one after another …

However, the gaze behind him was too intense.

Bombastic clicked his tongue in annoyance, then put on a sour face and walked towards Guan Yiqing, who was drying himself like a salted fish in the corner.

"If you don't have anything to say, I'll blow you up after class!"

"Ah … Bombastic …"

Guan Yiqing adjusted his posture and wrapped his arms around his knees.

"I was bullied by Boomkun …"

"…"

He looked down at the expressionless and unconvincing face of the person in front of him. After two seconds of silence, he decisively raised his palm and smacked it against the person's little head that he didn't know what was installed in it.

"Do you think I'm stupid!?

Can't I fucking tell who's bullying who without listening to the sound!? "

"So you know …"

Guan Yiqing casually combed his hair that was messed up by Bombastic. His tone was calm as if he wasn't the one lying through his teeth.

"I thought you were worried about me when you looked at me."

"Don't flatter yourself, specially enrolled student, you bastard!!"

Bombastic fiercely glared at Guan Yiqing and then turned his head away.

"Oh."

Oh?

That's it?

Bao Hao turned his head, a little surprised, and watched as the black-haired youth slowly closed his eyes. The exhaustion in his eyes poured out as if a valve had been opened, and he suddenly felt a little out of place.

So he squatted down and pushed the boy's shoulder. He unconsciously lowered his voice.

"Hey, what did you say to that bastard with half a face during the drill?"

"Ah … nothing."

Guan Yiqing symbolically raised his eyelids but didn't move.

"It was some … very offensive words, you don't want to hear it."

"Tsk, who cares about you."

With that, Bombastic stood up and left. Guan Yiqing stayed alone in the corner and slept for the entire afternoon.

When he woke up, he was already in the staff lounge.

？？？

EXM？？？

Why was he in the staff lounge???

Guan Yiqing pulled the blanket that was half covering him and sat up from the sofa that was obviously not as soft as his own. He put on his shoes.

He opened the door with a confused look and saw Aizawa sitting in front of the computer in the office next door, sucking on jelly.

"Ormet sent you here."

Aizawa stared at the computer screen with a serious expression and didn't look away.

"He said you need personal guidance for today's training, so he asked me to take a look at your VTR in advance … but because you've been sleeping, it's already time to get off work.

And I'm very busy right now. You can find a place to wait. "

"Ah … okay."

Guan Yiqing didn't understand why he needed personal guidance. He hesitated for a moment and then moved a chair to sit next to Aizawa …

So, you said you're very busy …