
Yang Zhou went to his dormitory to tidy up his things while walking around his new place. He walked over and remembered what was in the YunXiang academy.
"remarkable. This place is even bigger than I imagined. It is truly worthy of bearing the name of the YunXiang academy"
Yang Zhou stopped in a beautiful garden and filled with moon orchids. He looked at the place with a faint smile that barely looked like a smile.
When he was relaxed, Yang Zhou always maintained his level of vigilance. Within the range of Yang Zhou's mind, he sensed a girl sitting by the pool 500 meters away from where Yang Zhou was.
"A girl? why is he sitting here alone?"
Thought Yang Zhou. Suddenly, the girl stood up and then jumped into the pool. Yang Zhou was surprised.
"He jumped? did he commit suicide? eve her existence is still there, she's still alive. Do I have to help her? hmm....what if he didn't really commit suicide? do I have to act?"
Yang Zhou was confused as to whether he should help the girl or let her.
"Ah stop! that's none of my business! the air of his existence also did not weaken or disappear"
Yang Zhou tried to ignore the girl and remained in her place casually. But suddenly, the existence of the girl vanished like swallowed by the earth.
"Disappeared?! the girl died?! shit!"
Quickly, Yang Zhou went to save the girl and arrived in no more than 1 second. Yang Zhou then jumped into the pond and made a layer of air made from his spirit energy.
"Damn! that girl is so stupid! only in a pool like this could he die! I can't believe his existence is completely gone!"
Yang Zhou dived to the bottom of the lake and finally saw a beautiful girl with silver-white hair who was in the middle of unconsciousness and drowned at the bottom of the pond.
"This girl is dead?! uh! why is this weak disciple in the YunXiang academy?!"
Yang Zhou swam towards where the girl was lying and raised her to the surface. Arriving at the surface, the girl never woke up.
"Hey! getup! oh! are you listening to me?!"
Yang Zhou tried to slowly build up the girl and then pressed down on the chest of the girl to let out the water inside her body. However, the girl still did not wake up.
"Damn it! there's no other way! i'm sorry!"
Yang Zhou brought her face closer to the girl's face and gave an artificial breath which was Yang Zhou's first kiss to the girl. After a while, the girl let out water in her mouth and then opened her eyes.
He looked at Yang Zhou's face which was already on top of his. Looking at each other for a moment, Yang Zhou was fascinated by the beauty of the girl. A smooth face with blue eyes with a color as beautiful as the sky.
"Y-yo"
Yang Zhou's greeting to the girl. The girl looked into Yang Zhou's eyes for a moment and then was startled as she had just realized something.
"You"
Said the girl softly.
"Yes, w-what's up?"
Yang Zhou suddenly felt awkward. As soon as he looked at his face, Yang Zhou fell silent as he felt that there was something that made his heart so interested.
"You, did you do something weird with me when I was unconscious?"
Said the girl once more in a soft voice. He seemed to be overwhelmed by what he was going through. With a drenched body and an expressionless face, the girl asked that question just as casually.
"T-no! that's.so k-you drowned and I gave you na-breath artificial"
Said Yang Zhou with an embarrassed expression and cheeks that started to turn red. In fact, Yang Zhou's trained soul should not be easily nervous or feel awkward.
Thought Yang Zhou while looking at the face of the beautiful girl.
"You.....Why did you save me? why did you save me?! answer me! why did you save me?!"
The girl began to shed tears. He cried so loudly while yelling at Yang Zhou. The girl looked unhappy that she had been saved by Yang Zhou.
Yang Zhou was surprised that instead of being happy to have been saved, this beautiful girl instead cried with a true expression like a girl who had been destroyed.
"When I will die soon! why are you bothering me?! I just want to die! is my wish not even acceptable?!"
Tears flowed from his eyes. The girl cried and kept crying. Yang Zhou looked puzzled by what he saw. A girl who was saved instead cried when he saved her.
"Why?! why am I so fucking! all this is so unfair! even though I just want to die, is this desire of mine I can't even get? why...why? huhuhoo"
The girl continued to cry incessantly until her voice finally shrank and began to be inaudible again. The girl then fainted from the cold and stress so high.
"I don't understand; what's wrong with this girl? was I not supposed to save her just now? now he's passed out, very troublesome"
Yang Zhou picked up the hadith and brought it to the medicine room of the YunXiang academy. While on the way to the medicine room, Yang Zhou looked at the hundreds of YunXiang academy disciples. Not because Yang Zhou was a new disciple, but because of the girl he was carrying.
"Everyone is addressing this girl with a cynical and condescending look, maybe there's something about this girl's hate or something else?"
Thought Yang Zhou as he continued walking.
"Wait on! just stop! Liu Jia's! hey!"
A girl who looked older than Yang Zhou ran from a distance with a worried face towards Yang Zhou. His gaze was very different from the gazes of the other disciples.
Yang Zhou stopped and turned to face the girl who was running towards him.
"Why do you take my sister?! why are her clothes soaking wet?! what did you do to my sister?! put my sister down!"
Say the girl.
"So this girl's name is Liu Jia"
Thought Yang Zhou.
"Who are you? I just want to take her to the medicine room. I have no other intention, your sister jumped into the pool and drowned. I just happened to save her"
Said Yang Zhou.
"What?! he jumped into the pool again? I'm sorry, I've misunderstood"
Said the girl while bowing her body.
"What's wrong, I'll just take him to the medicine room and leave"
Said Yang Zhou.
"Well, thank you very much!"
Yang Zhou carried Liu Jia with him following the girl who called Liu Jia as his sister from behind to the medicine room.
FYI: Tomorrow, I try to be crazy up. Patience to guys. My job is to throw away. Maybe tomorrow is a bit more.