They Are Not Human!

You’re so cute

What does that mean?

Wen Qing was at a loss.

Seeing that they didn’t understand, Jiang Jing was a little surprised. “Didn’t you guys familiarise yourselves with this school before you arrived?” 

Wen Qing shook his head. They didn’t come here voluntarily.

Bai Tong casually said, “We didn’t understand enough.”

Jiang Jing rolled her eyes and continued, “Our school has an assessment every year. Those who pass the assessment will be able to graduate after the celebration of God’s birthday is over.”

Wen Qing looked at her in curiosity. “What assessment?”

Jiang Jing shook her head. “This is unknown. God decides.”

Bai Tong pensively asked, “What will happen on the day of the celebration?”

“The celebration of God’s birthday is decided by God, of course. How can we know,” Jiang Jing glared scornfully as she spoke, “If you still want me to talk about so-and-so, don’t interrupt me.”

Li Jingjing, who was about to ask a question, immediately shut up.

Jiang Jing spoke, “Have you experienced the entrance ceremony of our seminary?”

“Only those who have a fate with God can enrol, so generally speaking, after one year of studying, every student will pass the assessment and graduate smoothly.”

“But that Ji whoever, he didn’t pass the previous year’s assessment.”

Jiang Jing paused. Thinking of past events, her expression was complicated. “The school is full of freshmen, and he’s the only one who can be barely regarded as a senior. Everyone will obviously get close to him.”

“I remember, less than a week after school started, the boy he had the closest relationship with was expelled. A month later, another girl next to him was also expelled. Thankfully, I’m not in the same class as him…”

“In short, after half a year, the school expelled five people.”

Li Jingjing urged, “And then?”

Jiang Jing: “Then a friend of someone who was expelled was furious, why wasn’t Ji Junfeng expelled, so he beat him up severely.”

“As a result, in the temple the next day, that classmate received a gift from the High Priest.”

“Later, one after another, the other people who bullied Ji Junfeng were praised and commended by the High Priest. The High Priest is God’s spokesperson in the seminary, and his every move represents divination.”

“Then, I don’t know who spread the news, they said Ji Junfeng is a person hated by God. If you get close to him, God will also hate you. If you bully him, you will be rewarded.”

Wen Qing was stunned. What sort of reasoning was this?

He couldn’t help but ask, “If Yu- if God hates Ji Junfeng, why doesn’t he just let Ji Junfeng drop out of school?”

Jiang Jing blinked. “That I don’t know.”

“God’s will, how could we guess it, all I know is what I just said.”

Wen Qing lowered his eyes. He thought, Yu Xing, this person- no, this god, even though he’s a little lustful and unconventional, he doesn’t seem like he would condone school violence.

But his identity was a bully…

Wen Qung’s mind was a mess. He couldn’t figure it out.

Jiang Jing jabbed Li Jingjing’s shoulder and asked, “Dear sister, do you have other questions?”

“If not, can I leave?”

Bai Tong’s eyes went half-lidded. “Those who were expelled, how did they get expelled?”

Jiang Jing thought for a while, shook her head and said, “I’m also not too sure. It’s just that when I woke up in the morning, the broadcast suddenly announced it.”

“One of them was from the dormitory next to me. When I woke up, his belongings were already gone.”

Bai Tong continued asking, “Did his roommate say anything?”

Jiang Jing pondered, and couldn’t help but say, “It’s already been half a year ago, I can’t remember it clearly, anyway, everyone thought it was pretty abrupt, being expelled without even a greeting.”

She sighed and asked, “Can I leave?”

“If I go on, I’m afraid that the next person to be expelled will be me.”

“That’s not allowed,” Li Jingjing raised her hand to hook Jiang Jing’s neck. She kissed her again and then said, “Now it’s allowed.”

Jiang Jing was not comforted by her kiss at all. She went back to her bedroom with heavy steps.

Bai Tong spoke, “Go to Wen Qing’s room to talk.”

Li Jingjing nodded her assent.

They walked into the bedroom and locked the door. Bai Tong analysed, “Ji Junfeng has two leads on him now.”

“One is that he has experienced God’s birthday once, and he might know what will happen in the next few days.”

“The other one is the five students who were expelled.”

Li Jingjing raised a hand and said, “I’ll ask about those five students later.”

Seeing this, Wen Qing raised his head and slowly said, “Then I’ll ask Ji Junfeng about God’s birthday.”

Bai Tong stopped him. “Ji Junfeng is too dangerous. Nothing might have happened the last time you contacted him, but it won’t necessarily be the same next time.”

Wen Qing opened his mouth and was about to speak when Bai Tong spoke again, “A player expelled from school will meet their doom.”

Wen Qing was successfully scared. 

He closed his mouth, nodded, and obediently said, “I’ll stay a little further away from him.”

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Bai Tong responded, and glanced at the two bedrooms on both sides. 

One room was Ji Junfeng’s room. One room was Oz’s room.

He frowned. Only until a minute before curfew did he walk to the door, and solemnly told Wen Qing, “Be careful.”

Wen Qing curved his lips. He felt that Bai Tong was like an old father. “I’m twenty years old, not two.”

When the curfew bell rang, Wen Qing climbed onto bed and wrapped the quilt around himself tightly.

After an unknown amount of time, he dazedly heard the sound of rubbing.

It was as if some giant was slowly crawling and moving on the ground, making a rubbing sound that sounded like hissing.

Wen Qing instantly woke up, sat up from the bed, and pricked up his ears to listen to the outside world.

There was no noise of any kind, only the sound of his own heart beating wildly.

He exhaled and laid back down on the bed again.

He couldn’t sleep.

Five minutes later, not only was he unable to sleep, he also wanted to pee.

After tossing and turning for a while, he was finally defeated by the desire to pee.

Wen Qing climbed out of bed, walked to the door with light footsteps, and listened to the movement of the living room outside.

After confirming that there was no sound, he carefully opened the door.

There was nothing outside, everything was very normal.

He quickly ran into the restroom, and walked out after relieving a heavy load.

After relaxing, Wen Qing smelled the strong scent of perfume in the living room, which caused him to sneeze.

A low groan sounded in the silent living room.

Wen Qing was so frightened that his hairs stood on end. The hand that was about to turn off the lights paused, and he quiveringly turned his head, only to see Ji Junfeng lying on the sofa, with wounds all over the parts that were exposed, looking even worse than they did in the morning. Arms, back of hands, back of feet…… there were scratches and bruises everywhere.

Wen Qing’s eyelashes trembled. He looked at Ji Junfeng’s face.

His eyes were shut, there were several scratches on his face, and the corners of his lips were also cut.

Wen Qing flexed his fingers, suppressed the flood of sympathy in determination, and headed straight into his bedroom.

The moment he stepped into the bedroom with one foot, a dull sound rang out behind him, as if something had fallen.

Wen Qing gritted his teeth, turned and headed back into the living room.

Ji Junfeng laid on the floor beside the sofa, motionless, as if he was dead.

Wen Qing hastily pushed him, putting his fingers under his nose.

He was still breathing.

Wen Qing sighed in relief and helped him onto the sofa.

Probably because he touched his wound, Ji Junfeng grunted a few times and slowly opened his eyes.

The light from the restroom shone on his face. Blood oozed from the wound on his forehead, and the scratches on his cheeks were scabbed and solidified, stained with filthy dust.

The corners of Ji Junfeng’s lips slightly raised. He seemed to be in a good mood. “It’s the deskmate…”

Wen Qing was soft-hearted, and was even more soft-hearted towards the elderly, weak, women and children.

At the moment, Ji Junfeng made up for the ‘weak’, and with his androgynous face, he also made up half of the word ‘female’.

The rumours about Ji Junfeng during daytime were all forgotten. Wen Qing squatted beside the tea table and dug out the ‘tool’ box given by the school. He found clean bandages and trauma medicine inside, and slowly cleaned up Ji Junfeng’s wounds.

Ji Junfeng watched his movements and lazily said, “Haven’t you heard about me?”

Wen Qing pursed his lips. “I’ve heard it.”

Ji Junfeng raised his eyes and tilted his head. “Then why are you still treating me so well?”

Wen Qing didn’t explain and continued to apply medicine.

Ji Junfeng asked again, “Aren’t you scared of being hated by God?”

Wen Qing still didn’t say anything. He thought, he had a buff, he wasn’t scared.

Ji Junfeng: “You’re not afraid of being forced to leave school?”

“Why aren’t you paying attention to me?”

“Do you want to step on me?”

“Come, then.”

After he finished speaking, he moved his other hand and lifted his clothes, revealing his belly with alternating greens and purples. Apart from the bruises, there were several long scars on his waist, both new and old…

Just looking at them made Wen Qing’s scalp tingle.

After Ji Junfeng lifted his clothes, he stretched out his hand to untie his belt as he continued speaking, “You stepped above last time, do you want to step below this time?”

Wen Qing quickly grabbed Ji Junfeng’s hand that was about to take off his pants. He gritted his teeth and said, “Don’t randomly move!”

The warm touch covered the back of his hand. Ji Junfeng’s eyelashes trembled, and his voice was slightly hoarse. “Wen Qing.”

He stared at Wen Qing’s fair and slender fingers, and slowly said, “If you dote on me, I’ll tell you.”

Wen Qing was stunned. “Tell me what?”

Ji Junfeng: “Whatever you want to know, I can tell you about whatever.”

Wen Qing: “How can I dote on you?”

Ji Junfeng raised his eyes. The corners of his cracked lips curled. “What do you think?”

Wen Qing thought for a while. He hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and blew on the wound on the back of his (JJF) hand.

“Like this?”

Ji Junfeng laughed in a low voice. His voice was even more hoarse, and it was a little lustful. “You’re so cute.”

“I’m hard.”

Wen Qing: ???