The door was slammed shut with a bang.

Lin Fan didn't have time to take off his shoes and ran straight to the small refrigerator in the corner. Sitting on the ground, he took out a small syringe from the inside and pulled the lid off it. Without hesitation, he hit his right arm.

"Hiss ..." The stimulation in his veins still made him feel uncomfortable, as if he was being bitten by thousands of ants.

Ever since the first time he was injected with the GKS inhibitor, he couldn't leave it anymore. As long as he had the urge to bite someone, he would immediately run back and inject a needle into his hand. At least, this would help him temporarily ease the beast in his body.

Lin Fan stood on the toilet sink, removed his glasses, and put them aside. He looked up at himself in the mirror, and the corner of his eyes turned slightly red, like a monster still evolving.

"Ah--" Lin Fan shouted.

The tap was suddenly turned on, and waves of water were caught by the large hands and splashed continuously on her face, trying to forget everything in front of him.

No way! No way! No way!

"Ranran——Ranran——Ranran"

Lin Fan slumped on the ground desperately and looked up at the ceiling above him. His eyes were drifting, without any focus. He called out Ranran's name slowly and softly.

He had fantasized about the scene of her confession for so many years, but now, he could not accept it. He could only reject it cruelly.

His heart felt strangely empty, as if someone had ripped it out. The cold feeling spread from the depths of his heart to his fingertips, and even the floor beside him was extremely cold.

- - - - - -

"Lian Ranran!" On the platform, the teacher's voice increased by eight degrees. "Why are you always the last one in the mathematics exam? Can we not lower the average grade of the class? Do you know how difficult it is for the teacher?"

Lian Ranran stood up and looked down at the paper lying on the desk. She pursed her lips and remained silent.

Anyway, it wasn't the first time she had failed the exam, so she was used to scolding and swearing. At the very most, she would go to the door and stand up.

"Teacher, can I say something?" A boy was too lazy to raise his hand and stood up before the teacher could agree.

Lin Fan was really bored with being in the top class. He had handed in the blank papers several times and was called by the principal to his office several times. It was not easy for him to transfer to Lian Ranran's Class Eight. It was really difficult!

"Teacher, it should be your responsibility for the students' poor grades. Your duty is to teach the students' mathematics well, not to criticize her in front of the class."

"You ..." The teacher was so angry that his head lit up with smoke. "Both of you, go out and stand up. Don't come in until the end of the class!"

"Hey!" Lian Ranran elbowed Lin Fan, who was standing next to her, with a puzzled look on his face. "Why are you helping me?"

Lin Fan leaned against the wall behind him, his hands stuck in a crunchy pit, his left leg bent, and he looked relaxed. "I'm afraid you'll be bored, so I'll accompany you. Anyway, class is a cliche, and I'm tired of listening to it."

Seeing Lian Ranran's confused look, Lin Fan knew that she didn't know what knowledge the teacher had taught her. She was really stupid.

From then on, Lin Fan would accompany Ranran home every day after school. Then, he would tutor her in math at her home. If it was too late, he would stay at their house and have a meal with her. He would chat and laugh with Ranran and occasionally knock on her to teach her a lesson.

The memories of the past kept replaying in Lin Fan's mind, as if they had just happened yesterday. He wanted to go back to his old days and sit next to her, grab her fruit, and knock on her head to see how cute she looked when she was angry.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan gradually fell into a coma. The body that was leaning against the wall slowly fell down over time, and everything was dark in front of him.

"Cold ... Ranran, I' m cold ..."