"Can you eat it?"

Hodel narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why can't I eat it?"

"Aren't you sucking..." Lin Nanxing almost bit his tongue, but he quickly changed his words, "Don't you like eating?"

Hodel raised his index finger and tapped the table gently: "Who said that?

Lin Nanxing was silent, he guessed it.

Doesn't he have the talent to be a detective?

[Within one minute, peel a longan for Hodel; the task is completed and you will be rewarded with five days of life.]

"I thought you didn't like eating these."

After Lin Nanxing finished speaking, he took the initiative to peel off one and put it in front of Hodel: "Eat it for you."

Hodel half-closed his eyes, and his gaze slowly moved from the flesh of the fruit to the wound on his palm.

The wound is almost healed, and there is still some blood scab at the edge.

He licked his teeth, and the taste of the little troublemaker still seemed to linger between his lips and teeth.

Warm and sweet medicinal aroma...

By some strange coincidence, Hodel lowered his head, took Lin Nanxing's hand, and bit the dragon's eye.

His lips touched the other person's warm fingertips, and a feeling of familiarity surged up.

Hodel froze.

Lin Nanxing was stunned for a moment, and Wen Jue often ate with his hands.

He didn't think much, and with a twist of his fingertips, he stuffed the longan into Hodel's mouth skillfully and naturally: "Mum."

[Didi, mission completed, rewarded with five days of life.]

After peeling off the shell, he could live for five more days. Lin Nanxing blinked. This was so profitable!

Thinking about it, he looked at Hodel with a somewhat kind look.

This is not a vampire, this is an angel!

Lin Nanxing peeled off another one and handed it to Hodel, smiling so hard that his eyes were bent: "Eat more."

Hodel had a dull look on his face and chewed mechanically.

Because of someone's considerate service, he seemed to taste a hint of sweetness.

Seeing that he ate a lot, Luke thought this fruit was special and couldn't help but take one to try.

After chewing it, he understood that fruit is not special, but Young Master Lin is special.

The afternoon class ended in the blink of an eye. Before Lin Nanxing could reach the door of the dormitory building, he saw his car.

Because he was going to pick up his father at the airport, the driver drove a very high-profile car, attracting many parents and students to watch.

As soon as Lin Nanxing approached, the driver in a suit and leather shoes got out of the car and opened the door for him.

Beijiang No. 2 Middle School is a public middle school. The students’ family conditions vary from good to bad. Seeing this scene, many people started talking in low voices:

"Who is this?"

"I think he's from Class 1, Grade 3."

"Class 1? Is your surname Lin? Hey, I heard a piece of gossip today."

"What gossip?"

…………

After getting on the bus, all sounds were blocked out.

Seeing that his mother was there, Lin Nanxing was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "Do you have any plans for tonight?"

Ms. Zhuang smiled and said jokingly: "Is the school so good? Did you even forget to review it today?"

Lin Nanxing sighed: "I have to go again..."

He had undergone many surgeries, and his family was always worried. The doctor in charge was also worried that his prognosis would be poor, so he asked him to go to the hospital for review every two weeks.

Lin Nanxing didn't like hospitals and was in good condition at home. Sometimes he would cheat and not go for follow-up examinations, so Ms. Zhuang let him go.

Studying in high school is notoriously hard. Now that he has been in school for two weeks, even though his appearance looks normal, Ms. Zhuang is still a little worried and must go to the hospital.

Mr. Lin naturally listened to his wife and was indifferent to his son's winks.

After a simple examination, the attending doctor routinely asked: "Have you been feeling uncomfortable in any way recently?"

Lin Nanxing told the truth: "Two nights ago, my body was a little hot, but I didn't have a fever, I just had a fever..."

He organized his words for a while and said slowly: "There is a very strange heat, as if the body is on fire."

"Your pheromone levels are indeed a little abnormal, but they are within the normal range." The attending doctor looked at the report sheet and asked, "Did anything happen that day?"

Lin Nanxing thought for a while: "Nothing special happened, it was just...well, I had a dream."

Dreaming about Hodel...

Predictive dream? Is he about to awaken his superpower?

Lin Nanxing couldn't help but start to think wildly. The next second, the attending doctor brought him back to reality: "That should be a normal situation in adolescence."

Then, he tactfully said to Lin Nanxing: "It is good for physical and mental health to vent properly occasionally."

Lin Nanxing nodded blankly: "Okay."

When he returned home after the review, he lay on the bed and thought about the conversation carefully before he slowly came to his senses.

Dr. Chen seems? Probably?

I must have misunderstood something?!

He took out his cell phone and opened WeChat, wanting to explain to Dr. Chen, but he was worried that the other party would think that he didn't have three hundred taels of silver here.

In a daze, Lin Nanxing accidentally opened the dialog box above Dr. Chen and accidentally clicked on the video call.

[This is Hodel, waiting for the other party to accept the invitation...]

Lin Nanxing quickly wanted to hang up. After two beeps, the other party connected.

"Um?"

There is no face, it is pitch black, the other person seems to be moving, can you see the translucent skin?

It's like the cell phone camera is suppressed.

Lin Nanxing paused and reminded in a low voice: "You have to face the phone screen to your face."

"This is a video call."

It's not connected with your ears.

A moment later, Hoddle's death angle appeared on the phone screen, still handsome.

He lowered his head, pursed his lips and asked, "What's the matter?"

Looking at the familiar bedroom door on the screen, Lin Nanxing was startled. Was Hodel standing at the door of his room?

He said: "I forgot to tell you."

"I go home on the weekend and am not in the dormitory, so you don't have to worry about me."

"Who will worry about you?"

Hodel put down his hand that was trying to knock on the door and turned to leave.

Lin Nanxing snorted and thought silently, what an old arrogant person...

Hodel asked: "Why did you suddenly make a video call?"

He knew about video calls, but no one usually called him. There were a few regular phone calls.

Besides, if you just want to talk about going home, just send a message on WeChat, there is no need for a video...

Lin Nanxing explained: "I accidentally pressed it."

Hodel raised his eyebrows and walked into the bedroom. Jian Zhixuan and Luke appeared behind him.

The pixels of the mobile phone were very high, and Lin Nanxing could clearly see the two of them drinking blood from the blood bag.

Jian Zhixuan seemed to be hungry. He raised his head and squeezed the blood from the blood bag into his mouth. He drank one bag in one go and went to get the second bag.

Lin Nanxing said slowly: "Well...it's getting late, I won't disturb your meal."

"Bye-Bye."

After saying that, he hung up the video.

Jian Zhixuan wiped his mouth and asked Hodel: "Master Huo, what did you say?"

Hodel looked at the phone to make sure the call was really over, then lazily raised his eyes: "What were you talking about just now?"

Luke choked with blood.
To be continued...