Chapter 4: Happy Enemies Together two
When I ran back to the classroom, I found that the class had already started. The teacher was speaking excitedly in class, and my classmates were staring at me. I stood at the door awkwardly, a little at a loss.
"Oh, classmate, why don't you wait until the get out of class is over?" The teacher pushed his glasses on his nose and stared at me and asked.
I looked down at my toes. At a time like this, I could only admit my mistake.
"I was the one who took her out, so if there was any mistake, it was my fault." Yan Yimu was actually behind me, and he retorted directly.
Damn Yan Yimu! How could he do this at this time! Isn't this clearly a way to make things difficult for the teacher? And he even brought me along. I could feel the teacher's sharp gaze and the gossipy eyes of my classmates. I really wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
"Very good, then you can stand outside." The teacher said simply and slammed the classroom door.
I bit my lip and looked at Yan Yimu aggrievedly. He stared at me with murderous eyes. I moved carefully to the wall to distance myself from Yan Yimu. I knew he was a dangerous person.
Yan Yimu stared at me for a long time, his brows furrowed, his lips tightly pursed, then he sighed, dropped his shoulders and leaned against the wall, looking down at the ground.
This situation made me feel endlessly guilty. I scratched my fingers and apologized quietly: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I don't know why this happened. It was the same last time. I'm sorry. I always implicate innocent people. I'm sorry."
Yan Yimu sighed again, then turned his head to look at me, his obsidian eyes flashing with an inexplicable sadness: "Apologize, you have a lot to apologize for, and everything is because of you. The funny thing is that I didn't find any evidence at all, Yu Yingwu, you are amazing, very amazing, I will not let you go."
I looked at him in confusion. What was going on? I just drew a magical cartoon, how could it be the origin of everything? What evidence was he looking for? Suddenly, it was as if a bolt of lightning struck me. I remembered Yan Yimu's true identity, the young president of S Detective Agency. He was investigating me, and he had been investigating me all along!
"Yan Yimu, just say whatever you want to say. I know who you are." I don't know where I got the courage from, but I straightened my back, looked up at him and said.
Yan Yimu raised his eyebrows, and the strands of hair on his forehead fluttered down, blocking his eyes: "Who am I?" His voice was very low, and seemed to be filled with deep helplessness.
I gritted my teeth and continued to muster up the courage to say, "I know you are the president of S Detective Agency. I don't know why you suddenly transferred to our school, but I have a hunch that you did all this because of me. Don't tell me that you are investigating me because you have a crush on me. I don't believe that." I raised my head and stared at him, hoping to confront him with my eyes.
Yan Yimu raised his head, lifted his hair, and approached me with sharp and cold eyes. I stepped back until my back was against the wall. He stretched out his hand to support the wall and trapped me in his arms. My face turned red instantly, and a sense of oppression came over me.
"You...what do you want to do? This is a school. Although it is a comic world, you should have verified that everything here is no different from the real world. We are just two ordinary students here." I hugged myself and said quickly.
Yan Yimu said sarcastically: "I'm not interested in you, and don't be so self-indulgent. Since you know my identity, I don't want to hide anything. Now you need to confess to me, why did you steal Menghun?" His expression became serious.
My heart was startled. My soul was stolen?!
"Menghun? Menghun was stolen? How could this happen? I just saw it through the glass. It wouldn't grow legs and follow me, would it? I left soon after I quarreled with you that day. Xuanqing has been with me the whole time. Besides, it's the city museum. There are so many security guards and the exhibits are well protected. How could a female student like me steal Menghun!"
"When you discovered that Menghun was glowing that day, I was very wary of you. Not everyone can show the other side of an exhibit through glass. I was afraid that you had other intentions, so I used lights to ease the situation. After Menghun stopped glowing, I don't know how you took Menghun away. I only know that not long after you left, the museum suddenly lost power, and then Menghun disappeared. The whole process took only one minute." Yan Yimu closed his eyes with a tangled expression, "I investigated for a long time afterwards, and you are still the only suspect."
"I... I don't know why Menghun disappeared. I do have a sense of Menghun, but will you believe me if I tell you? I have been able to dream about Menghun since I was a child. When I was about ten years old, I started to dream. In my dreams, there was the shadow of Menghun and some strange ancient scenes. This dream lasted until I saw Menghun in the museum. After that, my dreams stopped for a while until you transferred to my school and became my deskmate, and then my dreams started again. If it is true as you said, then doesn't Menghun's disappearance have something to do with you?!" I asked, staring into Yan Yimu's eyes.
"What are you two doing?! I told you to stand at the door and reflect, not to talk about love. I'm going to find your class teacher, so you keep standing there!" I don't know when the teacher opened the door, just in time to see Yan Yimu approaching me to talk.
"Teacher, wait, it's not like that!" I looked at the teacher's receding back and shouted, "Yan Yimu, why don't you let me go!"
Yan Yimu let go of his hand, his expression still serious: "Since this is a comic book world, why are you so nervous? Maybe there will be an opportunity and we can leave. Relax, let's continue talking."
I stomped hard on Yan Yimu's foot and ran away. Damn Yan Yimu, I must go and explain to the teacher! Yan Yimu screamed when I stepped on him, and when I heard his voice, I really wanted to go back and stomp on him a few more times!
Unfortunately, when I ran to the office, I found that the head teacher and the dean of studies were there, and they were staring at me with frowns on their faces.
"Teacher, it was a misunderstanding just now. We were too excited when we were reflecting on ourselves, so we had a dispute. We were definitely not in love!" I took a deep breath and my face turned as red as a boiled crab.
"Director, Teacher Chen, I think it was a misunderstanding. Yu Yingwu has always performed well, but Yan Yimu... I also believe that there is nothing wrong between Yu Yingwu and Yan Yimu." The head teacher came over and patted my shoulder, "Yu Yingwu, I believe it was a misunderstanding."
"Yan Yimu was acting strange today too. You haven't seen him yet..." Teacher Chen kept stroking his chest and sighing.
"I hope that students can help each other, but don't cross the line. Yan Yimu is indeed not very good, but we can't just leave him alone. Yu Yingwu, just write me a letter of apology. After all, he suddenly pulled you away and you had an argument. I also want to see your explanation for this matter." The dean said with a smile.
It was clearly Yan Yimu who caused the trouble, but I was asked to write a self-criticism. I could only nod my head. Self-criticism? I have never written such a thing in the real world!
"Teacher, if you want to write, shouldn't I write one too? After all, I also have responsibilities." I don't know when Yan Yimu came after me, he is really haunting me!
"Of course that's good. Yan Yimu has made great progress recently and his awareness is very high. Then I'll be waiting for your two reviews. Go back to the classroom, the class will soon start." The dean was stunned, but reacted quickly, still smiling amiably.
I glanced at the head teacher, who looked at Yan Yimu in surprise. I sighed and followed Yan Yimu out of the office.
