544: 9.14 Déjà vu

9.14 Déjà vu

"C–Classmate Lu?" Li Zhu's voice snapped Lu Yizhou out of his thoughts. "Are you okay? Your face looks kinda weird there for a second…"  2

Li Zhu tried to act casual albeit his heart was thumping rapidly. Rather than weird, it was sufficient to say that Lu Yizhou's expression was plainly terrifying! Classmate Lu's eyes were so cold and hostile it sent a thread of unease into Li Zhu's heart. However, this was the person Professor Zhao had saved. Even if he had some apprehension, Li Zhu could not just say it out loud…

[666: Host, not good! Look at him! He's suspicious of you aaaah!!!]

[I know.] Lu Yizhou had never expected that Li Zhu would pay such close attention to him. Was this the protagonist's halo? 

He deliberately pinched his brows and showed an uncomfortable look. 

Li Zhu guessed tentatively, "... Headache?"

Lu Yizhou went along with it and nodded. When the others noticed their conversation, they kindly told Lu Yizhou to sleep for a while. Again, Lu Yizhou seamlessly played along and nodded. He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, unaware that Zhao Bolin was opening one eye to peek at him before closing it again…

Time passed by and lunch time crept in. Lu Yizhou finally took notice of the so-called 'food reserve'. Zhao Bolin beckoned for three students to follow him into his private laboratory before coming out with a bunch of soft packaged bread. The students ate them ravenously. This was the second day they had been trapped on the fifth floor and they relied only on Professor Zhao's bread to pad their stomach.

At first, male students with larger builds received two pieces per person but now… they only received one and even two female students had to share one piece of bread.

Everyone's face turned glum yet no one dared to say anything.

It was Professor Lou who said, "The food is running out?"

Zhao Bolin hummed. He chewed slowly and it was not until he swallowed did he answer, "We should save it. We don't know how many days we will be trapped here so it's not good if we finish our food carelessly." 

His suggestion actually made perfect sense but Lu Yizhou's ears still heard Professor Lou mutter under his breath, "Liar. You must be saving it for yourself."

Ha… this prejudice. Lu Yizhou sneered. It might be harmless for now but when they got to the original plot, it was this kind of prejudice that would send Zhao Bolin to his demise. Lu Yizhou's mind was thinking of ways he could teach this baldy professor a lesson when a shadow suddenly fell on him. He lifted his head to see Zhao Bolin gesturing to the bread on his hands. "Not eating?"

Being reminded like this, Lu Yizhou's face twisted into a grimace. He still remembered the time when he was forced to eat human food as a vampire. It was unknown what kind of taste the bread would have on his zombie's tongue but… Lu Yizhou did not want to go through it again. That world had left the deepest psychological trauma on him. 

He was thinking about ways to avoid eating when Zhao Bolin crooked his finger. "Come with me." Then without waiting for Lu Yizhou's reply, he turned around as though certain that Lu Yizhou would definitely follow him.

Lu Yizhou blinked. What would Zhao Bolin want to do with him? Albeit confused, he could only get up and trailed after Zhao Bolin into the private laboratory again. 

"Speak," Zhao Bolin demanded as soon as the door closed behind them, his brows furrowed fiercely. "Why don't you eat? Are you sick or something like that?"

Lu Yizhou contemplated his choice. Well, the most logical reason he could think of was to pretend to be sick and so, he pointed at his stomach.

"Stomachache?"

He nodded in affirmation.

Zhao Bolin frowned deeper. "Headache, stomachache… Why have you gotten so many problems at the same time?" Just as Lu Yizhou was still trying to comprehend as to how Zhao Bolin could find out his 'headache', the man surprised him by suddenly taking a few steps forward to close their distance. Then he reached out and held his palm to Lu Yizhou's forehead. "It can't be… Are you sick?"

Lu Yizhou was stunned. After transforming into a zombie, his temperature had been steadily plunging down the normal line. One could even associate him with a corpse. He could tell that his skin was icy cold all over and thus, this one touch from Zhao Bolin was akin to a piece of burning charcoal on his freezing skin, almost giving him the impression that he was having a fever. 

Staring at the lovely face filled with genuine concern, Lu Yizhou's dying heart rapidly thumped in his chest. His fingers twitched and oh… how he wished he could take this man into his arms. Lu Yizhou's gaze wandered over Zhao Bolin's lustrous golden eyes hidden beneath the glasses, his straight nose and pursed lips… Then he could not help but be attracted to the slender column of his neck… 

Lu Yizhou gulped, the sound almost echoing amidst the silence.

Fortunately, Zhao Bolin failed to realize it.

"Hsss…" Zhao Bolin sucked in a surprised air. He took back his hand and exclaimed in distress. "You're so cold! I have been wondering about this for a while and no, this is definitely not normal! Wait, I should have a thermometer somewhere…"

Zhao Bolin turned around but before he could take even one step away, his wrist was caught from behind. The force was surprisingly strong and if not for the shock of being grabbed all of a sudden, Zhao Bolin would have noticed how abnormally cold Lu Yizhou's palm was. 

"What's wrong?" Zhao Bolin returned his gaze to him. He startled, and an indescribable look flashed through his face. "You… why are you looking at me like that…?"

Lu Yizhou blinked. Like what?

[666: No, no, don't worry, Host. You haven't changed yet.]

Lu Yizhou let out a sigh of relief. He also had no idea why he suddenly grabbed onto Zhao Bolin. After realizing what he had done, Lu Yizhou immediately let go and looked at Zhao Bolin's reddened wrist in regret. His lover was so frail that something like this was enough to leave a mark on him… 

[I'm sorry…] Lu Yizhou pointed at the other's wrist with a guilty look.

"Ah, this?" To his surprise, Zhao Bolin merely took one glance at his wrist before shrugging. "Don't think too much about it. Let's talk about you instead. Student Lu, you really surprised me…" Esteemed Professor Zhao thought that his imagination was really too wild and he could not help but crack a joke to lighten the atmosphere. "I almost thought you're going to bite me just now."

Lu Yizhou: "..." Goodness, how sharp.

"I know you're uncomfortable," he continued to say with a reassuring look. "But don't worry, I have a medicine kit here. I'm certain there are pills for stomachache and indigestion. I will—"

Lu Yizhou shook his hand in front of Zhao Bolin's face. [No need to go through all of the trouble, Professor Zhao. I will just sleep it away.]

"Really?" At the moment, Professor Zhao had already forgotten his grudge against a certain student surnamed Lu. As soon as he discovered that Lu Yizhou was unwell, his heart immediately softened and he could not even bear to be angry anymore. Right now, he was really concerned for this student's well-being… as a professor of course. "It's not good to sleep on an empty stomach. At least, eat the bread first. If you're still unwell after that, come to me for medicine."

Lu Yizhou was firm in his resolve. [It's okay, I am still not hungry.]

Alas, another part of him decided to rebel at that second and announced his hunger. His stomach growled so loudly that it sounded a bit aggrieved. Amidst the desolate space, the sound was magnified ten folds it was impossible for him to wash himself clean..

Lu Yizhou closed his eyes and his jaws ticked tensely. This… fucking body…

Zhao Bolin gave him a look that said 'I've caught you red-handed' and shoved a bread into his hands. "Eat. Now."

Lu Yizhou: "..." What kind of fucking déjà vu was this?!

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