Lin Mo slowly lowered his head and stared at the shocking patch of red on his uniform, his pupils trembling:
"My. Clothes!"
He had only washed them yesterday!!
And they were white! White!! Did anyone know how hard white clothes were to wash?!
"Huo Yuhao!"
Wang Dong'er and Xiao Xiao cried out and rushed over, one on either side, swiftly catching Huo Yuhao just before he toppled headfirst into Lin Mo's arms.
Lin Mo had gone completely numb.
"Quick! Get him to the infirmary!"
The two supported Huo Yuhao and ran for the door. Wang Dong'er even remembered to turn back and shout:
"Lin Mo! Forget your uniform for now and hurry up!"
Huo Yuhao's injuries were no light matter either. After all, Wu Feng's Dragon's Fire was no pushover, but fortunately, his bones and internal organs were unharmed. With treatment from Shrek Academy's medicinal pills, he was already out of any serious danger.
Dorm room 108.
After setting Huo Yuhao on the bed, Lin Mo grabbed a quilt at random and tossed it straight onto his face, calling it done.
Lin Mo sat down by the bed, leaned against the wall, and gazed at the beautiful scenery of Sea God's Lake outside the window. As he watched, his thoughts began to wander.
He had never expected so much to change after being reborn.
First, his Martial Soul had mutated. Yet even now, he had no idea what his Martial Soul actually was. Zhou Yi was a riddle-talker too. Whenever he asked, she only left him with one line:
"When the time comes, you will naturally know."
Then there was Huo Yuhao.
With a god as his bodyguard, killing him was out of the question. That left only the route of grinding favorability. At the very least, he couldn't let this guy develop any intent to kill him. He still wanted a few more years to live.
As for Zhang Lexuan...
Lin Mo's thoughts stopped there.
Honestly, every time he saw Zhang Lexuan these days, he felt terribly conflicted.
On one hand, he hoped Zhang Lexuan would recover her memories so he could rekindle their past romance.
On the other hand, he didn't want Zhang Lexuan to recover her memories. He knew her character better than anyone. What if she recovered her memories and discovered that he had been an evil soul master in his previous life-
Then turned around and physically purified him?!
Whenever he thought of this, Lin Mo felt it was such a pity. How wonderful would it be if Zhang Lexuan were a love-brain?
But as luck would have it, she was the only person on the Douluo Continent who had defeated a love-brain.
Tsk.
As for this life's Zhang Lexuan, Lin Mo had no such thoughts whatsoever.
A romance could be between a twenty-three-year-old and a thirty-five-year-old, but absolutely not a twelve-year-old and a twenty-four-year-old!!
That would fucking get someone electrocuted!!
Wait.
It looked like he wasn't the one who would get electrocuted.
Oh, then never mind.
As his thoughts wandered, Lin Mo suddenly gave a self-mocking laugh, looked up at the sky, and let out a long sigh.
What kind of fucked-up life was this?
Only when the setting sun had vanished completely beneath the horizon and clear moonlight spilled through the window did Huo Yuhao slowly open his eyes.
He propped himself up and looked around, his gaze settling on Lin Mo in the opposite bed. For once, Lin Mo wasn't cultivating today. Instead, he was wrapped in his quilt, sleeping soundly, his very sleeping posture exuding laziness and dejection.
Huo Yuhao climbed out of bed and walked barefoot and soundlessly to Lin Mo's bedside, slowly lowering himself onto both knees.
Moonlight lay quietly across Lin Mo's face like gauze.
By the moonlight spilling through the window, he studied Lin Mo's face inch by inch: his brows and eyes, the bridge of his nose, the line of his lips...
Strangely enough, simply looking at him like this made the viciousness that had built up in his heart over the past few days dissipate little by little, as though brushed away by an invisible hand, leaving an indescribable peace.
Suddenly, Huo Yuhao's gaze happened to catch Lin Mo's arm hanging over the edge of the bed, and his slightly open hand.
As if possessed, he raised his hand, extended his little finger, and gently hooked it around Lin Mo's.
Their two fingertips quietly linked beneath the moonlight.
People often said that all ten fingers were connected to the heart.
Then did this count as... their hearts being connected?
At that thought, Huo Yuhao couldn't help letting out a soft laugh.
For her, right now-
She was Huo Yuhan, not Huo Yuhao.
After gazing steadily at Lin Mo for another long while, she finally couldn't resist any longer. Holding her breath, she lifted a corner of the quilt and carefully slipped inside.
It was warm beneath the quilt, filled with Lin Mo's scent.
Yet she had only just lain down when the person beside her stirred. Huo Yuhan instantly stiffened in alarm, instinctively making even her breathing as faint as possible.
Fortunately, Lin Mo was still deeply asleep. He had merely sensed, in his drowsiness, that there was now a body pillow in his arms. The arm that had been hanging over the edge of the bed instantly tightened, locking the "body pillow" firmly in his embrace.
He had to admit.
This "body pillow" was fragrant and soft, incredibly comfortable to hold while sleeping.
Lin Mo nuzzled against it in utter satisfaction.
Huo Yuhan felt Lin Mo's lips brush her neck, and her entire body trembled. His warm breath fell against the side of her neck, ticklish and tingling.
She remained stiff for a long while before daring to lower her head.
Looking at Lin Mo's sleeping face, stripped of all defenses and relying on her wholeheartedly, Huo Yuhan suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction well up in her heart. She wrapped her arms around his head and drew it closer into the crook of her neck.
"Sleep~ sleep~"
Imitating the tone her mother had used to coax her to sleep when she was little, she murmured softly:
"I'm here. I'm here..."
There was no telling whether the sleeping Lin Mo heard her, but at some point, his tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and his breathing gradually became slow and even.
Having slept especially comfortably that night, Lin Mo woke early the next morning.
He sat up in bed and rubbed his bleary eyes.
Noticing his movement, Huo Yuhao, who had been standing by the window cultivating his Purple Demon Eyes, slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, ended his practice, and turned around.
In the faint morning light, Huo Yuhao's eyes curved with a gentle smile.
"Good morning, Lin Mo."
"Morning..."
Lin Mo replied listlessly, his hair a mess and his eyelids still not fully open. Then he glanced at the newly risen sun outside the window and silently cursed:
A beautiful day began with cursing the damn eight a.m. class.
Soon, the two washed up, changed into their uniforms, and went to have breakfast.
After becoming core disciples, each of them had received a special core disciple badge. With this thing, their treatment at the academy was completely different. Everything they ate was the best, and the prices were reasonable too.
After eating, the two returned to their dorm to cultivate for a while before heading to the classroom.
When they entered the classroom, quite a few people were already there, including Wang Dong'er, Xiao Xiao, and Wu Feng, whom Huo Yuhao had defeated yesterday.
At the sight of Huo Yuhao, the classroom actually fell silent for a moment. Everyone's gaze focused on Huo Yuhao, who looked as though nothing had happened, and the meaning in their eyes was already different from yesterday.
Wang Dong'er and Xiao Xiao came over to greet them as usual.
Wu Feng, meanwhile, sat in her seat with her head lowered, biting her lip and not daring to look at Lin Mo.
(P.S. The protagonist behaves normally and won't go out of his way to provoke others, but the Mystic Bird is itself a succubus, so it will still attract a lot of one-sided affection.
He won't take them all! He won't take them all!
Once too many female leads are added, it can easily turn into a stallion novel, and the romantic plotlines later on will become a complete mess.
So just because a girl likes the protagonist doesn't mean he has to say yes. The main reason I spend time writing about the female supporting characters is to highlight the Mystic Bird's succubus traits. Thank you all for understanding.)