Overturning the Male God Daily

Chapter 52

Gu Yang carefully put down his utensils and secretly glanced at Fan Yuan, whispering: “Can I… not take the makeup exam? It’s just missing one exam, it’s no big deal…”

Before Gu Yang finished speaking, Fan Yuan interrupted him: “No, you must take the makeup exam.”

He stood up and picked up the plate, walking back to the kitchen.

Gu Yang sighed softly in his seat, and slowly made his way back to his bedroom, staring blankly at the clothes strewn all over the floor.

Putting on clothes was now excruciatingly painful for him, so how was he going to go out and take the exam?

But he didn’t know how to explain it to Fan Yuan.

Gu Yang kicked at the shirt on the ground, took a deep breath, and with a look of determination on his face, bent down to pick up a shirt. He untied the bedsheet that was wrapped around him and stood in front of the mirror, putting on the shirt.

As soon as the shirt was on, the sharp pain immediately swept over him and spread throughout his upper body.

Gu Yang gritted his teeth and his fingers trembled as he slowly buttoned the shirt.

From bottom to top, it was just a few buttons, but it seemed to use up all his strength. When he had buttoned up halfway, Gu Yang’s legs gave out, and he knelt down by the mirror, pressing his sweaty forehead against the cold surface, tightly closing his eyes and enduring the pain in his body.

Gu Yang clutched the hem of his shirt tightly with his fingertips and hypnotized himself:

“Hold on, Gu Yang, just hold on. Maybe the pain will go away in a little while…”

Fan Yuan finished cleaning up the kitchen and realized that Gu Yang hadn’t come down yet, so he went upstairs to find him.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw Gu Yang kneeling on the ground, leaning against the mirror with a pale face, drenched in cold sweat, gritting his teeth and tightly closing his eyes.

“Gu Yang?”

Fan Yuan immediately walked over and squatted in front of Gu Yang.

Gu Yang slowly opened his eyes and looked at Fan Yuan, who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old at the moment. He raised the corners of his mouth and forced a smile at Fan Yuan.

Fan Yuan reached out and felt Gu Yang’s neck, which was cold and damp.

“If you don’t want to smile, then don’t. What’s going on with you?”

As soon as Fan Yuan’s hand touched Gu Yang, the needle-like pain on Gu Yang’s body suddenly eased a bit. He was stunned for a moment and immediately grabbed Fan Yuan’s wrist, not letting him take his hand away.

Gu Yang turned around, slowly approaching Fan Yuan, and carefully rested his forehead on Fan Yuan’s shoulder.

“Fan Yuan, it hurts so much, let me lean on you for a while.”

Fan Yuan looked down at Gu Yang’s tightly clutched clothes and slowly pried open Gu Yang’s pale fingertips. He thought of Gu Yang’s abnormality in the morning and had some guesses in his mind.

“Is it related to your clothes?”

Gu Yang was silent for a moment and rubbed his forehead against Fan Yuan’s shoulder.

“It feels like there are countless needles in my clothes, pricking me.”

As he spoke, Gu Yang leaned forward again, his long hair falling down and the icy strands sliding over Fan Yuan’s hand.