RPAGF Chapter 180 Meow~ Master, please take me home 06
Chapter 180 Meow~ Master, please take me home 06
The teacher came over to check the students' painting results in this class.
He walked and inspected, stopped at the front, and asked the students in the first row to collect their homework.
Mo Yang was not in a hurry and walked around the back row on tiptoe.
It is not uncommon to see cats in art academies. Occasionally they break into classrooms and are welcomed by classmates. They may even become models for students' paintings.
Especially a lion cat like Mo Yang, whose body is pure black and shiny, and whose pupils are as dark as the black hole in the universe, no one can resist taking a second look at it.
She has a noble and cold temperament from the inside out, and the words "keep away from strangers" are written all over her body.
Unfortunately, the lion cat's hair is long and soft, and it was a little wet from the rain, which added a bit of approachable misery to its originally noble temperament.
A female classmate saw it first, her eyes lit up, and she reached out to grab him and hug him, but Mo Yang dodged her cleverly.
Until I saw the eye-catching yellow-haired guy in the second to last row.
Huangmao was originally staring at the rain outside the window in boredom. When he heard the noise behind him, he turned his head to look for the source of the noise.
When he saw the black mass, he snorted in disdain.
This kind of stray cat can only deceive those soft-hearted girls. Even though it is so dirty, there are still people who rush to hug it.
It would be fine if the cat was sensible and stayed away from him, but if it showed any intention of getting close to him, Huangmao would definitely kick it away.
Mo Yang was not prepared to go over. He felt that the yellow-haired man was too dirty, and if he got too close to him, he would contaminate his hair.
But the moment the yellow-haired man looked at him, Mo Yang stopped where he was, looked up and looked at him.
The pitch-black pupils were covered by light golden sclera. The moment they looked at the yellow-haired man, their pupils suddenly shrank and then returned to normal.
The yellow-haired man sitting on the seat shuddered as if hit by something, then stood up with a stiff look in his eyes.
He seemed unaware of the strange looks and inquiring voices from the teachers and classmates around him. He walked straight out of the classroom door, climbed onto the outer fence in full view of everyone, and without any hesitation, he flipped over swiftly.
For a moment, the students who witnessed the whole process and the teachers who chased after them didn't react to what was happening.
Until there was a loud "bang", followed by a scream from downstairs.
"Someone jumped off the building!!!"
Someone downstairs shouted, and then the whole building was in chaos.
It's like a hot oil pan into which a few drops of water are suddenly dropped, causing the oil to splash everywhere and the whole pan to boil.
The center of the excitement was the classroom on the third floor where Mo Yang was.
[Immortal Lord, will this...?]
Although Xiao Qi knew that this person did not deserve sympathy, he shouldn't just die like this, right?
Moreover, as a cat demon, if Mo Yang kills people at will in the human world, he will be noticed by the heavens of this world and punished by thunder.
Xiao Qi sighed repeatedly and wanted to persuade Mo Yang, but felt that it would make no difference whether he persuaded him or not.
Perhaps it was because Mo Yang hadn't lost his temper for too long, so Xiao Qi almost forgot that Mo Yang was the Immortal Lord Shengze, feared by everyone in the heaven.
It's that cold-blooded sword that has no mercy at all.
This yellow-haired guy couldn't pick on anyone else, but he had to pick on the Immortal Lord's sweetheart. Now, no matter how much Xiao Qi sighs, he can't save him.
"I gave him a chance, and if he had any good intentions, he would never have climbed over that fence."
Unfortunately, he didn't save any.
There were also a few people who joined Huangmao in bullying Hongxuan. Mo Yang did the same thing and set up illusions of different situations for them.
Whether they live or die, whether they are missing limbs or arms, all depends on how much malice they have in their hearts.
Mo Yang felt that he had been restrained enough. At least, he gave them the opportunity to choose, right?
However, judging by their previous behavior, they probably won't have a good ending...
In the evening of that day, the Design Institute was filled with noisy sounds, occasional screams, messy footsteps, and the sound of alarm bells.
Mo Yang didn't care about any of this. He just knew that next time Hongxuan came to class, his drawing board would never be thrown away again.
When I walked out of the teaching building, the sky outside had already turned completely dark. The heavy rain had stopped and turned into a drizzle falling down.
Mo Yang did not stop. According to the address given by Xiao Qi, he rushed to Hongxuan's residence as fast as possible.
At this time, Ye Hongxuan had already returned home and packed himself up.
He took a shower and changed into clean clothes.
After that, he moved a small stool, sat at the door, and waited eagerly for someone to come and see him.
Afraid that Mo Yang couldn't see him, Ye Hongxuan opened the door and leaned against the door frame so that he could see anyone coming.
Ye Hongxuan waited and waited, but he didn't see anyone until it was completely dark outside.
The building where he lives has three households on each floor, with two large apartments on both sides and the middle space facing the staircase.
The little guy was warm after taking a bath. Ye Hongxuan thought that when he held Mo Yang's hand again, he would definitely not be cold anymore.
But he sat at the door for a long time. It was a rainy autumn day and the wind was already quite cold, making even his hands and feet cold.
Ye Hongxuan was originally only wearing a single layer of clothing, and although it had long sleeves, it did not block the wind.
He was a stubborn person. He was unwilling to leave his stool unless he saw anyone around. He just leaned against the door frame and looked outside.
As time passed, the little flame of hope that originally existed in Ye Hongxuan's heart grew dimmer and dimmer, and gradually, it was completely extinguished.
He won't come.
Ye Hongxuan told himself in his heart.
That's right, since he was a child, he has always been the one who was abandoned. Ye Hongxuan should have been used to it.
He was just a stranger whom I had only met once today, and he just spoke more gently. In short, he had nothing to do with me.
Ye Hongxuan knew that his original expectation was ridiculous. Even if the person didn't come now, it was expected. He had nothing to complain about.
But he still couldn't control it.
He felt as if his heart, which had already sunk to the bottom, was plucked up by something and thrown back down fiercely.
It was originally quiet and silent, but now there is movement, and it is shattered into pieces.
Ye Hongxuan felt pain all over his body. He huddled on the stool, hugging himself. His eyes were sore and bitter, and his eyelids were so heavy that he could hardly open them.
If you look closely, you will find that Ye Hongxuan's whole body is shaking slightly, perhaps because he is cold, or maybe because he is crying.
The thick black eyelashes trembled like a small fan, and were soon covered with crystal clear water droplets, which hung on the end and were about to fall off.
Even if Ye Hongxuan was crying, no sound would be made.
He would just use all the little strength in his body to suppress himself, fight against his emotions, and not let his tears alarm anyone.
Mo Yang jumped and climbed up the stairs to the tenth floor. When he turned a corner, he saw the little man curled up into a ball at the door.
There was only a dim indicator light on at the stairs. Ye Hongxuan was clearly in the room, but he didn't even turn on the light.
With just one glance, Mo Yang knew that his Hongxuan was crying sadly again.