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Chapter 193 Meow~ Master, please take me home 19

On Tuesday, Ye Hongxuan went to school as usual.

He usually stays alone, never talks to other students, and has a very low presence in the class.

So it was not until Ye Hongxuan was called into the teacher's office during class that everyone in the class realized that something seemed to be wrong with Ye Hongxuan.

As for what's wrong——

It was as if his entire temperament was surrounded by a layer of deathly silence, without any vitality that a normal person should have.

In the past, Ye Hongxuan often stayed alone, but at least he had no problem living a normal life and could completely hide himself in the crowd, just with a lower profile.

But when he walked out from his seat today, no one could ignore the lifeless and decadent feeling he exuded.

Ye Hongxuan walked from his seat to the classroom door, keeping his head down with no expression on his face, like a walking corpse in a shell.

The classmates sitting on the side of the road couldn't help but shudder when they saw Ye Hongxuan walking past them.

This guy is getting weirder and weirder. I should stay away from him from now on.

……

Ye Hongxuan stared at the footsteps on the ground and followed the teacher to the office, still without looking up.

This teacher was the head teacher of their art class. His surname was Hua. He knew something about Ye Hongxuan's situation, so he deliberately lowered his voice when he spoke.

"Hongxuan classmate,"

The head teacher glanced at Ye Hongxuan through his gold-rimmed glasses, and seeing that he didn't move, he continued speaking.

"Did you complete the homework you handed in yesterday by yourself? Can you tell me about the conception of this painting?"

"Homework?"

Ye Hongxuan slowly raised his head, and the head teacher discovered that the child's eyes were a little swollen and bloodshot, obviously he had been crying.

"You," the head teacher said carefully, "Student Hongxuan, if you have any difficulties in life, you can tell the teacher."

"Did any classmates bully you?"

Ye Hongxuan shook his head with red eyes.

The head teacher sighed and said softly, "You are a talented person. The works you submitted before were all good, but this time-"

"Teacher, let me tell you the truth. For this assignment, the school is going to pick the best one to represent the school in the competition. I didn't tell you before because I was afraid that you would feel pressured and not be able to create as you wish."

"But," the head teacher turned around and pulled out a piece of drawing paper from the desk, "the image in the work you submitted this time is repeated in the work of another student in the class..."

"Repeat?" Ye Hongxuan didn't understand.

If I remember correctly, the one he drew seemed to be Xiao Hei. How could it be the same as others?

Could it be that Xiao Hei had met other classmates before he met him? But how could it be such a coincidence?

"Student Hongxuan, in our field, we are not afraid of lack of ability, but we are afraid of having bad intentions."

"We received a report from a classmate that you plagiarized your work. Since it involves the competition, the school takes this matter very seriously. I want to communicate with you first and ask you if you have anything to say."

The head teacher still sides with his students, and he doesn't want his classmates to have their reputation tarnished easily.

If you can ask clearly in advance, you can avoid the school investigation team from coming over.

If he couldn't get the answer clearly, when the investigation team brought the person over, he was really worried about whether Ye Hongxuan's mental state could face the questioning of that group of people.

"I, I didn't."

Ye Hongxuan shook his head and denied in a low voice.

He knew nothing at all and did not plagiarize anything. He just drew Xiao Hei and did it at home.

Ye Hongxuan didn’t understand why he was reported, and he didn’t have the extra energy to think about it.

"Can you tell me about the conception of this painting?"

The head teacher wanted to help Ye Hongxuan. Judging from his previous works, he didn't think there was any need for Ye Hongxuan to plagiarize others.

But now——

He had no choice but to come and communicate with him in advance considering Ye Hongxuan's special situation.

"I do not know I do not know."

When Ye Hongxuan looked up again, tears as big as beans were already covering his cheeks.

From the weekend until now, Ye Hongxuan has been crying almost all the time and is extremely exhausted.

He was thinking that Mo Yang had come to the school to find him before, so if he came to class by himself, would it be possible for him to see him?

If it weren't for this possibility, Ye Hongxuan would never have dragged himself to class with an extremely weak mind and body.

Forget about asking him to explain the theme of his work. Ye Hongxuan's mind couldn't think of anything else right now. He couldn't control his urge to cry as soon as he opened his mouth.

The fact that he could hold out for so long with the head teacher was the result of his great self-control.

Ye Hongxuan didn’t care about plagiarism at all, nor did he care how the school would deal with him.

He just wanted to know why Mo Yang lied to him again?

Why did Xiao Hei, like Mo Yang, also cruelly abandon him...

If you can't do it, you shouldn't have provoked him in the first place. Why do you have to go back on your promise?

Do you just want to see him crying sadly every day?

Ye Hongxuan couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought, but he couldn't wait for anyone and didn't know where to look for her.

A lot of random thoughts flashed through his mind every day, sometimes it was Xiao Hei, sometimes it was Mo Yang, and the most common thought was the scene of Mo Yang holding him and whispering in his ear over and over again.

Every time he thought of it, Ye Hongxuan's heart would feel sore and painful. He didn't know why he met this person and why he became like this.

To him, Mo Yang was like an illusory dream, like an illusion he imagined to comfort himself in his boring and loveless life.

Sometimes, Ye Hongxuan himself doubted whether Mo Yang really existed. Otherwise, why did he seem to disappear out of thin air?

Ye Hongxuan was still resentful of Mo Yang a while ago, and angrily thought that it would be best if this person never appeared again, so that he could always return to his normal life in the future;

But in a flash, he couldn't bear it anymore. He wanted to see Mo Yang as soon as possible and prayed that Mo Yang would suddenly stand at the classroom door when he was out of school like before. As long as Mo Yang could come back, he would not pursue anything.

This repetitive thought almost drove Ye Hongxuan crazy.

Even though he had made countless assumptions, Ye Hongxuan still couldn't find any result that he could bear.

"Student Hongxuan? Don't get excited. The teacher is just doing routine consultation."

Seeing that Ye Hongxuan was in a bad mental state, the head teacher could not bear to force him any further, "Why don't you go home and rest first?"

"Teacher Hua,"

Several people suddenly appeared at the office door, and the head teacher recognized one of them as a teacher from the school's disciplinary inspection department.

"We went to the class to look for Ye Hongxuan, and the class said that Teacher Hua called him to the office."