This Is Senior He Li'an's Body!

Zhu Wen was really strange.

"Is it tight enough?"

Hearing He Li'an's voice, Yu An withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to look at his tie.

He Li'an was adjusting the tightness of his tie. To accommodate Yu An's height, he bent slightly. His long, well-proportioned fingers pinched the tie, and his deeply sculpted features looked at him questioningly.

They were very close. Yu An caught a faint woody scent on He Li'an.

It smelled wonderful. His nose flared twice, and his eyes lit up. "You smell so good."

He Li'an's fingers paused. He quickly lowered his eyes, his voice quiet. "I used a little cologne."

"Cologne can smell like wood?" Yu An had never used cologne before and was curious.

"Mm." He Li'an did not ask about the tie again. He slipped a finger inside it to make sure it would not choke Yu An's neck, then straightened up.

The more Yu An smelled it, the better it seemed. He could not help stretching out his neck and sniffing after He Li'an.

He Li'an raised his hand, then seemed to feel it was inappropriate. Instead, he extended one finger and pressed it against Yu An's forehead, stopping him from moving any closer.

Yu An looked up at him blankly, his expression utterly innocent.

He Li'an tapped his forehead. "Do you want to try some?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Yu An nodded eagerly.

He Li'an laughed. "I've already used it. Would you mind?"

"I don't mind. You used it, you didn't eat it." Yu An had never worn cologne, but he knew the basics of how it was used.

He Li'an pressed his lips together and stared at him for two seconds. "I'll get it."

After He Li'an brought over the cologne, Yu An tipped back his head and pointed at the philtrum beneath his nose. "Spray it here."

"Huh?" He Li'an had just removed the cap, and a rare look of confusion appeared on his face.

Yu An said, "That way, I can smell it all day!"

"..."

He Li'an fell silent, looking at Yu An as though he wanted to say something but held himself back.

"Hurry up. We're going to be late for school," Yu An urged.

Still looking puzzled, He Li'an sprayed a little cologne onto his fingertip and gently dabbed it twice beneath Yu An's nose.

Yu An sniffed twice. "Smells good."

He Li'an said nothing and silently sprayed a little cologne onto Yu An's wrists and collar.

In truth, he could not understand many of Yu An's thoughts and actions.

Yet somehow, he felt Yu An had his own reasoning.

Outside St. Phelien Noble Academy.

"Young Master, Young Master Yu An, please get out."

Zhu Wen had accompanied them to school and respectfully opened the car door for them.

He Li'an got out first, then reached out to help Yu An.

Yu An still wore a brace on his foot. His injury had improved greatly, and he could barely walk, but he could not engage in strenuous activity and still needed time to recover.

The moment one of his feet touched the ground, he heard excited, agitated cries.

"It's Senior He Li'an!"

"Ah, it really is him!"

"He looks so handsome and gentle..."

Yu An stiffened.

That familiar, fanatical, dangerous atmosphere was exactly like the day he had been trampled and injured a week ago.

He Li'an's voice came from above him. "It's okay. Don't be afraid. They won't come over."

He was not smiling, and his expression was somewhat grim.

As if he were unhappy.

But when Yu An looked closely, He Li'an had returned to his usual gentle demeanor.

Once Yu An was standing steadily, He Li'an put some distance between them. "I'll take you to class first."

Yu An shook his head. "I'll go by myself."

He was rather traumatized by being knocked down and stepped on that day.

He Li'an was simply too popular.

Popular to an absurd degree.

"Okay. Be careful." He Li'an did not force the issue. "Call me if anything happens."

Yu An gave a quiet assent and turned to leave.

Still worried, He Li'an strode forward again. "Should I come get you for lunch?"

"Just give me your meal card." Yu An held out his hand to him.

Though he could lean on He Li'an because of his injury, he was not a masochist. At school, he still wanted to stay as far away from He Li'an as possible.

Perhaps because Yu An had rejected him so many times, He Li'an was beginning to get used to it.

He took out his meal card and placed it in Yu An's palm. "You can eat at the school's light dining restaurant. The food there should suit your tastes."

"Okay, thanks." Yu An slipped the meal card into his pocket as he turned and left.

He Li'an had originally wanted to give him a few more instructions, but he could only let it go.

He turned around and spotted Zhu Wen waiting nearby. His eyes lit up. "Follow him and quietly see him off."

Zhu Wen said, "Understood."

"Wait." He Li'an stopped Zhu Wen. "I should go instead."

Zhu Wen withdrew his foot.

He Li'an lifted his own foot, then drew it back. "What if he notices me?"

Judging by his words and actions, Yu An was a very innocent child, but He Li'an could tell that he was actually intelligent and alert.

Zhu Wen spoke faintly, "Young Master, you look like a parent sending their child to kindergarten for the first time and suffering from separation anxiety."

He Li'an was somewhat annoyed. "Zhu Wen, you talk too much. I need to go to class. Go back."

Yu An actually had no idea where he was supposed to go for class.

He found a flower bed and sat down, intending to use his phone to search online for He Li'an's major.

It was a habit he had formed from living alone for so long.

At first, he bought books to read. Later, as the internet became more developed, it became more convenient to look for answers online.

He had just opened a webpage when a shadow fell over him, and several pairs of legs entered his field of vision.

Yu An slowly looked up and found himself surrounded.

They wore the same uniforms as him and looked aggressive. It was obvious they had come to cause trouble.

Were they going to bully him?

"You're Yu An." The boy standing in the center looked down at him and rudely stared at him through his nostrils.

Yu An was a little unhappy, but he did not show it.

There were too many of them, and he was afraid of getting beaten up.

Without drawing attention, Yu An propped up his phone screen, switched to his contacts, and glanced at the other boy's name tag. "Mm."

The guy who looked at people through his nostrils was called Song Yuechi.

Just as Yu An was about to call He Li'an, Song Yuechi suddenly let out a cry.

"Ah!"

"Your phone case!"

Song Yuechi, who had just been looking down at him through his nostrils, suddenly covered his face with both hands in shy delight. "How did you get this phone case? Can you sell it to me? I'll pay any price!"

"?"

Yu An looked at his phone case in confusion.

Was it something precious or unusual?

When Yu An did not respond, Song Yuechi thought he was unwilling and hurriedly said, "Would one hundred thousand do? I know one hundred thousand isn't much, but that's all the allowance I have for this week."

Yu An slowly tilted his head, invisible question marks popping up above it one after another.

One hundred thousand wasn't much, and that was only this week's allowance.

This absurd world...

It was! So great!

Yu An swiftly removed the phone case and opened his banking app. "Transfer one hundred thousand into this account."

Song Yuechi transferred the money on the spot, then pressed the phone case to his cheek with a lovestruck expression.

He did not look very bright.

After counting his balance, Yu An asked, "Why do you like this phone case so much?"

Song Yuechi's face flushed red with excitement. "This is Senior He Li'an's body! How could anyone not like it?"