You Are The Apple of My Eyes

Chapter 655 Leon Could Conjure

Every student made sure to prepare during the examination week, including Michelle. The lazier she usually was in class, the more miserable she became by the end of the term. She was always caught in deep stress as the examinations were approaching near.

This year was different, however. Leon had always kept an eye over her homework. In fact, he dedicated an hour to check on her every night. If everything went by smoothly, he would reward her with a strawberry since it was one of her favorites.

It was just like magic, the way Leon snapped his fingers in front of her eyes every time he performed a trick. He would turn his wrist inward and a white flower would appear. Then, he would block the flower with the palm of his hand and blew on it before it transformed into a strawberry.

Michelle's last exam would be held tomorrow morning. After checking on her homework, Leon was about to conjure the strawberry for her as usual when she stopped him.

"Wait a minute, Leon. Can you let me blow on it today?" Michelle's eyes were wide and filled with anticipation.

"Okay," Leon smiled. He was currently sitting opposite Michelle and his knees were pressed against hers.

The young lady chuckled delightedly. With a huge grin, Michelle leaned forward and blew on the flower.

Her warm breath was like a summer breeze as it gently swept over the back of Leon's hand, making a slight itch which surprised him a little. As he stared back at the girl in front of him, he realized that they were in close proximity with each other. Her long curly eyelashes were clearly visible from his point of view and her faint body fragrance reached his nose.

"I'm done!" Michelle exclaimed. Her cheerful voice suddenly pulled him back to reality. Leon blinked a few times and paused for a few seconds before finishing his next move.

The once white flower had turned into a strawberry.

"Leon, you're really amazing." Michelle clapped her hands excitedly and reached out for the strawberry. A soft groan of satisfaction soon escaped her lips as she savored the sweet taste that filled her mouth.

Leon smiled as he looked at her finishing the strawberry.

For Michelle, Leon's magic tricks and his consistent checking on her homework comforted her a lot.

She had gotten used to their routine that she would expect Leon to appear and check on her every night. She very much looked forward to his praises, but most of all, she eagerly waited for him to perform his magic tricks.

It actually felt very strange. She was already twenty-one years old yet she was so naive.

"I promised that I would plant some strawberries for you. I will do it in October. I guess you won't be able to eat them until the Spring Festival," Leon said.

"It would be nice to eat strawberries during the Spring Festival!" Michelle exclaimed. "When did you learn to conjure? It's amazing!"

"I've learned it a long time ago." In fact, he learned it because he wanted to make Valerie happy. Before he got the chance to show her what he could do, she had already left him.

He actually lost interest in it after Valerie had left, but since he was not the type of person who gave up halfway, he decided to continue learning. What he didn't expect was that it would have come in handy one day after all.

When he conjured in front of Michelle for the first time, she was surprised. The joyful expression on her face made Leon feel some sense of accomplishment.

"Do you want to learn how to conjure as well?" Leon reached out and flicked her forehead.

Since Michelle had always shown a keen interest in it, he thought that she would nod. To his surprise, she actually shook her head and answered, "I don't. If I'm the one doing it, I don't think I'll enjoy it as much as I do when watching you doing it."

Leon went silent for a bit as he contemplated on her words. "I see. Do you want me to conjure to make you feel better when you're upset?"

"Yes!" Michelle kept on nodding her head vigorously. "That's a deal."

She then raised her hand and stretched out her pinky finger in front of Leon, waiting for him to do the same. Leon reached out his own and hooked it on hers, marking their deal.

He then glanced at the clock that told them it was already almost time for bed. As if right on cue, both of them stood up and went to their respective rooms. Before closing the door, Michelle said sweetly, "Good night, Leon. I wish you sweet dreams."

The corners of Leon's mouth lifted into a small smile as he looked back at her. "So do you." After bidding good night, he entered his room and turned off the lights. He plopped himself on his bed and stared at the dark ceiling above him as his mind drifted into various thoughts.

He had slept much better lately compared to before. Perhaps Michelle wishing him "sweet dreams" was effective enough. It was strange, though. No matter how many times he told himself the same words, they never worked at all.

He had a comfortable, dreamless sleep the last time he was drunk which was stranger. Whenever he got drunk in the past, he usually had an even more restless night than the usual.

Leon tried to shake off the weird thoughts forming in his head.

Maybe it was just a coincidence. Once Michelle had already fallen asleep, he turned on the lights and finally closed his eyes.

Every six o'clock in the morning the next day, he would get up and turn off the lights as soon as the alarm clock rang. Then, he would go back to sleep.

He would continue to do so as long as Michelle stayed for the night for the sake of his image.

Once the examinations for her third year in college were done, Michelle happily hopped back to her dormitory and took her roommates to go shopping. She grabbed a bunch of things and purchased all of them for their trip to the haunted house tomorrow.

As she placed all the items on the check-out counter, her roommates looked at one another with confused expressions. They didn't understand what their trip to the haunted house got to do with the things Michelle bought—a Bluetooth speaker, earplugs, lipstick and ketchup.

Suddenly, her phone beeped and a messaged for her popped up from WeChat.

The message was from Wynn. "You're going to the haunted house tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, do you want to go with us?" Michelle replied.

"No, I don't. I was just asking.

Can you do me a favor and check my WeChat Moments to see if my posts are visible for the last three days or for a month?"

"Okay."ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Wynn had the time to type and chat with her so it shouldn't have been a problem for him to check his WeChat Moments himself. However, Michelle didn't want to put too much thought into it and just did what he asked.

The latest post from Wynn's WeChat Moments said, "I have a friend who is afraid of the dark and ghosts. He is afraid of haunted houses and horror movies the most. However, he has to keep his tall and strong image, so no one knows."

Michelle raised an eyebrow and felt that this "friend" of his was familiar to her. She didn't understand until she saw Leon's WeChat account.

Without a moment to spare, she hurriedly typed on her phone.

"Wynn, you set it to three days.

Is your latest post about Leon?

Are you telling the truth? Leon isn't afraid of darkness at all. He turns off the lights when he goes to sleep."

Wynn was surprised when he read her reply. "He turns off the lights at night? How is that possible?"

He then continued to type his reply.

"I never said that it was Leon. I'm actually busy right now, bye."

Michelle furrowed her brows at the weird exchange. "Okay, bye."

The so-called "friend" was indeed Leon. Wynn deliberately asked Michelle to check his WeChat Moments on purpose to secretly reveal some information about Leon.

He had no choice. He knew that if he told Michelle directly, Leon would definitely punish him severely.

When he heard from Michelle that they were going to the haunted house with Leon the other day, he was worried that something might happen.

However, this was all that he could do for now. Wynn hoped that Michelle would get the hint and not force Leon to go with them any longer.