Translator: Reiyu; Editor: Pyrrhae

On this day seventy years later, the old princ.i.p.al had finally become aware of the fact that he was already dead. Now that he had personally seen that the students he saved all those years ago were doing well, his resentments were significantly reduced. Not only did he regain his appearance from when he was living, but he also came back to himself.

He paced back and forth on the stage, gazing fervently upon the students and teachers below before glancing at the school leaders and the five old people on stage.

"They're so big now…" The old princ.i.p.al looked upon the five old people with a happy face full of gratification.

As if watching over five small saplings that had matured into strong and healthy trees!

"It's not wartime anymore, is it?" The old princ.i.p.al guessed to himself, crying and laughing.

Lin Feiran, who cried very easily, now felt his eyes burn. But he did not want to cry here, so he bit his lip and fought the tears welling in his eyes.

At this time, Gu Kaifeng suddenly flicked Lin Feiran's cheek with a finger. "RanRan, you're crying again?"

Hearing Gu Kaifeng's words, Lin Feiran could not hold back anymore and two tears, which he had been suppressing for a long time, fell and spattered against his uniform pants.

"Were you moved by the speech?" Gu Kaifeng quickly pulled a tissue from his pocket and pressed it into Lin Feiran's hands. Lin Feiran's silence served as his admission. He took the tissue then wiped his eyes and blew his nose.

Lin Feiran, who had been forced to absorb Yang energy, could no longer see ghosts. With the old princ.i.p.al on stage having vanished, he did not feel as much like crying. The alumni representative had also finished her speech, so now it was the student representative's turn to speak. The script was formal and stereotypical, and it helped further calm Lin Feiran's emotions.

"I'm fine," Lin Feiran whispered. His voice was a little nasal and sounded even softer than usual.

When Lin Feiran cried, his watery eyes became exceptionally bright, and his dampened eyelashes appeared especially black. Most people were uglier when crying than when not, but when Lin Feiran cried, he was even more good-looking than usual. He both incited sympathy and invited abuse.

Would he cry as much in bed? Gu Kaifeng kept glancing at Lin Feiran, his heart tumultuous. In his mind, he was already imagining 108 ways to make Lin Feiran cry in bed!

"What are you looking at…" Lin Feiran was uneasy under Gu Kaifeng's naked stare.

They were surrounded by people, so Gu Kaifeng did not dare say anything too perverted. He instead just took the wadded-up tissue Lin Feiran had used to wipe his tears and snot and scrunched it in his hand, saying fondly, "You little crybaby."

"I'm not!" Lin Feiran absolutely refused to accept this evaluation. He felt that if someone else had seen everything that had happened to the old princ.i.p.al, they might cry even harder than him. In the face of such a touching scene, he had only let two tears fall; this was already very manly! But he had no way of actually voicing these retorts, so he could only kick Gu Kaifeng lightly to indicate his dissatisfaction.

Gu Kaifeng received this kick with a smile, then used both his legs to sandwich Lin Feiran's unruly limb. Lin Feiran added his other leg to the fight, and the two of them started making a ruckus below. Four feet sporting the same brand of limited edition shoes were tangled together, sparring.

After a while, Lin Feiran said with a severe expression, "That's enough, that's enough. Let go."

Gu Kaifeng obediently let go. Lin Feiran leaned over and carefully wiped his shoes, brus.h.i.+ng off any dirt that had been transferred to them while fooling around.

Whenever Lin Feiran wore this pair of sneakers Gu Kaifeng had given him, he was especially meticulous. When he went up the stairs, he was very careful not to stub the tip of his shoes. If anyone accidentally stepped on his foot, he would be unhappy for a full five minutes. Every morning before he put on these shoes, he would wash his feet.

He took care of this pair of shoes almost as well as one would take care of their eyes!

Seeing how much Lin Feiran treasured the appearance of these shoes, Gu Kaifeng whispered, "Don't be afraid of wearing them out. At worst, I'll just buy you another pair. If I really want to buy them, there's definitely a seller."

"Even so, I still can't wear this pair out!" Lin Feiran glared.

Gu Kaifeng was happy. "All right, all right, don't wear them out, don't wear them out."

Lin Feiran felt very pleased as he thought about the future. "This is the first gift you gave me, so I have to take proper care of it. When we're old and I have nothing to do, I'll be able to take them out and reminisce…"

On hearing these words, Gu Kaifeng's heart started to itch. He leaned close to Lin Feiran's ear and said, "Say that again."

As soon as he heard the tone in Gu Kaifeng's voice, Lin Feiran realized that what he had just said sounded honeyed and flirtatious. He instantly became embarra.s.sed. He used the homeroom teacher as a way out. "Ms. Zheng has been glaring at us from behind for a long time. Shh—"

Gu Kaifeng did not know whether Ms. Zheng really was glaring at them, but they had indeed been whispering for a while. Gu Kaifeng coughed lightly and sat up straight. He kept replaying Lin Feiran's previous words in his mind, committing them to memory as if memorizing a cla.s.s text.

RanRan said that when we get old, when he has nothing to do, he will take them out and reminisce… School beau Gu was very satisfied by this. That one month of living expenses was really f.u.c.king well spent!

Three days after the school's anniversary, at midday on the rooftop of the school building.

Lin Feiran leaned against the railing, scrolling one by one through webpages he had prepared in advance on his phone. He presented each page to the air next to him with pride. "… year, this country launched its first manned s.p.a.cecraft. In '08, X Sporting Event was held in the capital… and this, and this. April of this year, the first domestic aircraft carrier was launched…"

The insubstantial figure of the old princ.i.p.al was standing next to Lin Feiran with his hands clasped, his eyes glittering attentively as he looked at Lin Feiran's phone. He kept nodding, "Good! Good! Good!"

Lin Feiran, who had done two days of research to prepare just for this, was explaining nonstop to the old princ.i.p.al how their country had progressed in recent years. The old princ.i.p.al watched and listened, his smile never faltering. To this old gentleman who cared deeply for his country and its people, even the best offerings could not gratify him more than imparting him with this knowledge.

"All in all, our country has become very powerful now!" After talking for so long, Lin Feiran had somewhat run out of words, and had to use intensifiers and a strong tone to make up for the shortcomings in his expression. With his head held high and his chest puffed up, he looked pa.s.sionate and patriotic, ike a true civil servant!

The old princ.i.p.al released a long sigh of contentment. With hands behind his back, he raised his head and looked into the distance, looking over the campus before him which was both familiar and foreign.

Lin Feiran leaned against the metal railing and gazed into the distance with the old princ.i.p.al. Now, the old princ.i.p.al's appearance was not frightening at all. Not only was Lin Feiran no longer afraid of him, but he even respected him greatly. There was no strain in interacting with him.

After the celebrations for the school's anniversary had ended, Lin Feiran had found a chance that day to ask the old princ.i.p.al whether he still had any unfulfilled wishes, and explained to him the relations.h.i.+p between wishes and reincarnation. The old princ.i.p.al had indicated that he did not want to go on to the next life. He only wished to stay with this school like before and watch generation after generation of students walk out of the school he had established with his own hands.

Maybe, to the old princ.i.p.al, such an ending was better than reincarnation.

"Right… Headmaster Jiang." The old princ.i.p.al's problems were more or less all settled, and Lin Feiran wanted to take the chance to settle his own problems too. First, he wanted to free himself of all misunderstandings. "Actually, I'm not a bad student. I was in the top ten of my cla.s.s in the last mid-term examination."

The old princ.i.p.al inclined his head augustly. "You still have to work hard."

"Yes, I have to work hard!" Lin Feiran nodded his head in agreement like a chicken pecking rice, then asked with great care, "May I ask you something? If you agree, I'll give you some more books in offering so you can pa.s.s the time when you have nothing to do." As soon as he said these words, Lin Feiran realized it might not have been appropriate to promise offerings in exchange for help. This meant that not agreeing to help would equate to no offerings, making it seem like he was resorting to threats or coercion.

So, before the old princ.i.p.al could respond, Lin Feiran added weakly, "Of course, even if you don't agree, I'll still offer you the books…"

The old princ.i.p.al shook his head and said somewhat helplessly, "You little kid! Tell me first."

Lin Feiran gave him a radiant smile and said in an ingratiating way, "Headmaster Jiang, I live in dormitory room 508. In that dorm room, there are a lot of ghosts. Of them, sixteen reside there permanently, and every night they're singing and dancing. I have the Yin-Yang eyes, so this makes it hard for me to study… Might you be able to talk to them and ask them to find somewhere else to stay?"

This little sticky cake Lin was really something! Even when pulling strings, he did so with a ghost!

Lin Feiran brought this up with the old princ.i.p.al because, based on his observations throughout this period, he found that the other ghosts on campus were very respectful of this old princ.i.p.al with his upright and authoritative mien. Wherever the old princ.i.p.al went on his inspections, the other ghosts would make way. Lin Feiran thus figured that if the old princ.i.p.al spoke, the other ghosts would listen. Gooseflesh would always rise in Lin Feiran's heart as long as the sixteen ghosts in his dorm room were not taken care of. Lin Feiran did not have a problem with them watching him as he went about his daily life, but the issue was that he and Gu Kaifeng were constantly getting intimate and touching each other while in their room. Every time the mood was just right, if Lin Feiran thought about the ghosts all around him, he would immediately go flaccid.

But when Lin Feiran tried bringing it up with them, they did not care at all. The thickheaded DJ even enthusiastically invited Lin Feiran to party with them!

"Affecting your studies, that won't do," the old princ.i.p.al said gravely. "I'll talk to them."

"Thank you!" Lin Feiran leaped with joy.

At this time, the door to the roof opened. Gu Kaifeng emerged from behind the door and walked straight toward Lin Feiran, saying unhappily, "Baby, why are you up here? Why didn't you take my calls?"

Lin Feiran: "……"

The old princ.i.p.al exploded when he heard. "Baby? What baby? I haven't spoken to you about this yet. This improper relations.h.i.+p of yours…"

Before the old princ.i.p.al could finish, Gu Kaifeng had already taken Lin Feiran into his arms, not allowing for an explanation. Like a telephone being abruptly hung up, the old princ.i.p.al's voice vanished in an instant.

Lin Feiran was so anxious he could not stand by and take it. He was terrified the old princ.i.p.al would see them being intimate, so he desperately tried to push Gu Kaifeng away.

"Don't kiss me!" Lin Feiran's face was thoroughly red as he turned away, twisting and squirming in Gu Kaifeng's arms. "Don't touch me there. Let go…"

"Playing this game again?" Gu Kaifeng chuckled and went along with Lin Feiran's duplicitous act. He tightened his arms around Lin Feiran and kissed him soundly.

"Who's playing with you…" Lin Feiran was short of breath as he continued to put up a fight, and started to earnestly consider the feasibility of sharing Yin with Gu Kaifeng!

The obscene thing about the ritual to share Yin was that the spellcaster and the target would need to exchange three things. The first is saliva, the second, blood, and the third… that.

This was one of the reasons Lin Feiran had not yet shared Yin with Gu Kaifeng. The other reason was that he was not sure if Gu Kaifeng would want this ability. Although according to the book, after sharing Yin, Gu Kaifeng's Yin-Yang eyes would be controllable, when it came to something so important, Lin Feiran did not want to decide too quickly.