Month: January 2024 (Page 1 of 4)

Chapter 13 – Annual Meeting

       After staying in the apartment for a week, the injuries on his body were almost healed.

       At the end of the year, the company’s annual meeting was scheduled two weeks before the Chinese New Year. Huasheng had a large number of artists under its umbrella, and the annual meeting was like a grand awards ceremony. The female stars walked on the long red carpet, each trying to outshine the others, while the male stars displayed various levels of sophistication. The artists had already made appointments with each other, entering the venue in pairs, leaving Zhuo Yue, who was alone, looking somewhat solitary.

       He vaguely heard someone calling him. Zhuo Yue turned around and saw Lu Chenyang in a silver-grey suit walking towards him. He said with a smile, “Coincidentally, I don’t have a companion either. Shall we go in together?”

       Zhuo Yue nodded. Lu Chenyang had a mild personality and was very considerate, and he always took good care of him. After working together, the relationship between the two became closer. On the red carpet, he smiled and teasingly said, “It would be a bit embarrassing if word got out that the prestigious Best Actor doesn’t have a female companion.”

       Lu Chenyang smiled and said, “The male companion saves much trouble than the female companion. At least he can walk faster.”

       Both of them had outstanding looks and tall bodies, and they were very eye-catching when walking together. Zhuo Yue himself was not used to socializing with others, and on such occasions, his whole body tensed up, and the smile on his face froze. Fortunately, Lu Chenyang was around to help him out.

       On the small stage in the centre of the large banquet hall, four big boys were sweating and singing hard to warm up the show. They were a newly debuted band and were said to be very popular. After the singing and dancing, the company’s top executives took the stage to deliver a speech. Fang Mingyan, the president of the company, walked up slowly, looked around, said some words of encouragement and thanks, then walked down and sat at the same table with the company’s major shareholders. The venue was noisy again, singing, dancing, and drinking glasses.

       Zhuo Yue was about to hide out from the crowd but was pulled into a toast by Lu Chenyang. Before he could finish the sentence ‘I’m a bad drinker…’, he was already dragged to the table of directors. When he met Fang Mingyan’s gaze, he froze.

       Ordinary artists were not qualified to come and toast. Lu Chenyang was an A-list actor and made a lot of money for the company in a year. He was naturally comfortable in front of these people. He brought Zhuo Yue here to get him closer to these directors. He admired Zhu Yue’s acting skills and felt that he should have more room for development.

       However, there were rules for toasting. Starting from the main seat, one by one goes around in a circle to toast one cup at a time, and every cup must be drunk. Zhuo Yue was not a big drinker, so he only poured a small layer of red wine into his glass, following Lu Chenyang’s example.

       Fang Mingyan, who was sitting in the main seat, casually touched the goblet in his hand to him without saying anything. Arriving in front of a man in a white suit, the man glanced at the wine in his glass and curled his lips, “Such a small amount of wine, that’s not very sincere. I won’t drink with this kind of toast.”

       “I’m not a good drinker. I’ll lose my temper if I drink too much. Please forgive me.” Zhuo Yue said sincerely.

       Lu Chenyang also helped him out and said, “Young Master Zhang, he really can’t drink well…”

       “It’s a rare night to get together and have a good time, so don’t be so formal.” The man looked at him sideways, “If you don’t want to refill the wine, do you want me to pour it for you myself?”

       Zhuo Yue could feel Fang Mingyan’s eyes looking at him. He recalled the coping strategies he learned in Hanguan, forcing a smile and retreating to take advantage of the situation, “I will do it myself.” He took a bottle of red wine and wanted to pour a little symbolically into the cup as a token of appreciation. Unexpectedly, Young Master Zhang pressed down the slender mouth of the bottle, and the red liquid filled the tall glass to two-thirds before he released.

       How could anyone drink red wine like this? It’s obvious he was deliberately trying to force him to drink.

       Lu Chenyang furrowed his brow. This Young Master Zhang, whose full name was Zhang Qinzhou, was notorious for his bad behavior in high society circles. A year ago, when his scandalous photos with a female star were exposed by the media, his father was so angry that he suffered a heart attack and passed away. As a result, five percent of Huasheng’s shares fell into his hands. Zhang Qinzhou was known for his promiscuity, especially with attractive artists. There were rumors that he had played a role in landing a newly debuted artist in the hospital. His behavior today clearly indicated that he had set his sights on Zhuo Yue. Lu Chenyang picked up the glass and said, “Zhuo Yue got quite drunk from just half a cup last time. Today is a rare gathering, and if he gets too intoxicated, he might miss out on a lot of good moments. How about I drink this wine on his behalf?”

       “Put it down.” Zhang Qinzhou said coldly, “When did it become your turn to make the decision at this table?”

       He said this in a way that did not even give him any face, and the atmosphere was a bit stiff for a while.

       Zhuo Yue looked at Fang Mingyan again. He could not help but look at the man. Their eyes crossed each other, and there was some playfulness in the other man’s eyes as if he was watching an interesting drama without any intention of intervening. Zhuo Yue felt a little stuffy in his heart. He picked up the cup and said to Zhang Qinzhou, “Your Master Zhang, I offer you this toast.” After saying that, he raised his head and drank the glass of wine in one gulp.

       “Hey… why did you drink so fast?” the man said, shaking the wine glass in his hand. “Is it considered a toast if you are not even clinking the glasses?”

       “In that case, I’ll give you another toast.” Zhuo Yue took the cup and filled it himself, touched it with him, raised his neck again, and drank it all. He narrowed his eyes and asked, “Are you satisfied, Young Master Zhang?”

       The somewhat arrogant and cold look between his eyebrows made Zhang Qinzhou’s heart beat wildly, and he curled his lips and said, “Satisfied, of course, I am satisfied.”

       He drank these two glasses of wine fast and hard. The soreness in his throat and discomfort in his stomach made Zhuo Yue uncomfortable. He said, “Excuse me,” and left. Lu Chenyang exchanged pleasantries with the people at the table and then went to find him. After walking around the venue, he finally saw Zhuo Yue’s figure. They forcibly pulled him onto the stage as a guest for the lucky draw, causing a commotion. When the excitement settled, Zhuo Yue was nowhere to be found.

       Zhuo Yue felt hot all over as he was drunk, so he simply went to the balcony to enjoy the air alone.

       The New Year was approaching, and thousands of lights were scattered among the tall buildings, warming the city on cold winter nights. Zhuo Yue looked at those lights and felt empty in his heart. He didn’t like such family-friendly festivals, as it reminded him of what it meant to be alone. He turned around and looked through the glass door at the excitement and noises that did not belong to him, sipping the c0cktail in the glass.

       “What are you doing hiding here?” a man’s voice sounded.

       Zhuo Yue turned his head and looked at Zhang Qinzhou, who was standing beside him, without saying anything. He hated the greasy feeling emanating from this man’s body.

       “You’re not a good drinker, yet you drank so quickly. It must be hard.” Zhang Qinzhou pretended to be concerned and put his hand on his shoulder.

       Zhuo Yue took a step back quietly, avoiding his hand, “My stomach feels uncomfortable, Young Master Zhang. You’d better stay away from me lest I vomit on you.”

       “Want to vomit? Let me help you go to the bathroom.” Zhang Qinzhou had been looking for him since just now. Now that he got the opportunity to be alone with him, he would not let it go, so he simply came over and hugged him.

       Zhuo Yue didn’t expect that he would dare to do something so blatantly, so he broke away suddenly in surprise. He was dizzy after drinking and couldn’t control his strength. He hit the wall and felt a dull pain in the injury on his back.

       “Tsk, look, where did you get hit?” The man came closer and put his hand on his chest.

       Zhuo Yue endured it hard and said with a pale face: “Young Master Zhang, this is an annual meeting, and there are people outside.”

       “How interesting,” Zhang Qinzhou grinned. “Why don’t you try shouting? Tomorrow, news of you seducing me will spread from the mouths of your celebrity friends to all the media outlets. I know quite a few directors. If I ask, I can make you the lead actor. Give it some thought.” With that, he reached up and caressed Zhuo Yue’s face, leaning in close to his ear. “I have connections,” he continued, licking his earlobe provocatively.

       The sticky and disgusting feeling made Zhu Yue’s psychological structure completely collapse. He couldn’t deal with it any longer. He pushed the man away and said angrily, “I am not the kind of artist who sleeps around.”

       Zhang Qinzhou sneered, “Don’t put on this virtuous act in front of me. Do you think I can’t see the subtle exchanges between you and Fang Mingyan? He’s willing to spend money on you just because you’re good in bed, right? I advise you not to waste your efforts. He changes bed partners faster than he changes clothes. Did he even acknowledge you when you were just pitifully staring at him earlier?”

       Zhuo Yue was so angry that he tried to leave, but the man grabbed his arm and pushed him against the wall.

       “Being polite to you is just a courtesy. Don’t push your luck.” Zhang Qinzhou pressed him tightly and gritted his teeth. “I’m going to r4p3 you here today, and no one dares to stop me.”

       “Let go!” Zhuo Yue punched him in the face with the help of alcohol.

       Zhang Qinzhou received the punch without any precautions, and his face hurt. Now, he was completely irritated. He pounced on Zhu Yue like a hungry tiger and roughly tore open Zhu Yue’s clothes, causing the buttons to fall to the ground.

       Zhuo Yue’s head was dizzy, and he couldn’t use much strength, so he pressed his hands firmly against the opponent. At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind, “Young Master Zhang, it doesn’t seem appropriate to do this kind of thing at the annual meeting.

       Zhang Qinzhou was stunned, turned around, and saw Fang Mingyan standing on the balcony. He let go of his hand and smiled nonchalantly, “We deliberately found a secluded place to cultivate our relationship, and Chairman Fang bumped into us.” This implied that the relationship between him and Zhuo Yue was nothing more than a consensual and passionate affair, and Fang Minyan was the one interrupting them.

       Zhuo Yue said nothing, grabbing the torn front with his hands as he stared at Fang Mingyan with a pair of mist-stained eyes.

       Seeing that the other party did not deny his statement, Zhang Qinzhou was secretly happy and said, “Zhuo Yue drank too much. I’ll send him back.” He grabbed his wrist.

       “I’m afraid not.” Fang Mingyan’s dark eyes were like a bottomless abyss with incomprehensible emotions, but there was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, “He is mine.”

       Zhang Qinzhou’s expression changed. He let go of his hand and said with a smile, “It turned out he was Chairman Fang’s people; it seems I was rude. Zhuo Yue didn’t explain it to me when we got close just now, Chairman Fang, please don’t be offended.”

       “I don’t blame those who don’t know.” Fang Mingyan smiled, but his eyes were filled with a cold dark light, “But in the future, Young Master Zhang, please keep a distance from him. I am a petty person, and I can easily lose control when I get jealous.”

       This warning sounded more like a blatant threat.

       Zhang Qinzhou froze and laughed dryly, “If it’s Chairman Fang’s people, I naturally know my limits.” With that, he quickly excused himself, saying, “I won’t disturb you two,” and hastily left.

       There were only two people left on the balcony.

       The dishevelled Zhuo Yue lowered his eyes, lowered his long eyelashes, and showed a pale smile, “I have studied for so long and still haven’t learned anything. I am really a failure of a student.”

       “That kind of person is indeed a bit tricky.” Fang Mingyan took off his suit and covered him, “He probably won’t attack you in the future.”

       Zhuo Yue looked at him quietly for a while and smiled slowly with a hint of drunkenness. In that smile, there was actually some incomprehensible sadness, which was so thick that it was hard to get rid of it in his eyes. His pitch-black yet bright eyes seemed like stars falling from the celestial dome or a lake mirroring the lights, intertwining gloominess and brilliance as if harboring numerous unspoken emotions. He spoke softly, “Chairman Fang’s acting skills are too good. Not only did he deceive him, but he almost fooled me as well…”

       Fang Mingyan was startled.

       At that moment, a huge fireworks suddenly exploded in the sky, and the sparkling light illuminated the faces of the two people. Then rounds of fireworks appeared alternately, lighting up the sky. The light of the fireworks flickered in their eyes, reflecting pure black into brilliant colours. The noisy sound in the hall flooded this corner like a tide.

       “I’m leaving…” Zhuo Yue murmured, stumbled forward, and was embraced in a warm embrace.

       In a daze, the familiar scent of the man’s body allowed him to settle down and let his exhausted spirit drift off to sleep.

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Chapter 30 – Morning Dew (3)

       Although His Majesty the Emperor’s desire to get married has never been so urgent, if it were really so easy to get married, Olympus would have returned about 100 years earlier… The Cabinet headed by Berlin obviously did not think favourably of Qin Yun, a commoner, as queen. Although he did not dare to defy Moschery’s decision openly, she took considerable action in private.

       “Public opinion building has always been what the Cabinet is best at.” Chen Xiao was called back after Lin Dongliang’s leave of absence. The Cabinet also had strong opinions on Chen Xiao as a temporary out of nowhere Minister of Foreign Affairs stand-in as well, “You have to hire some water army1internet troops to sway opinions in the forums and social media to go to Universe 818…Or maybe try showing dynamic life images of the two of you?”

       Moschery sneered, “Why should my wife be shown to others?”

       Chen Xiao: “…I remember when your wife was still a low-level guide; he lived and ate under the same roof and went through thick and thin together with over a thousand sentinels …”

       Moschery: “…”

       Chen Xiao: “Maybe even took a shower together…”

       Moschery slowly pulled out the Dragon Scale blade with a murderous look on his face…

       “I was wrong…” Chen Xiao raised his hand, “Qin Yun will only eat, live, bathe, and go through the thick and thin together with you only!”


       Since deciding to get married, Moschery asked Qin Yun to move to the palace to live together. Old butler Ba Jin was as excited as if his daughter were getting married (…). He flew an aircraft to Qin Yun’s residence early in the morning to pick up the future queen back to the palace.

       Qin Yun originally wanted to pack it himself, but unfortunately, the old butler firmly disagreed.

       “Just sit down.” He made Qin Yun a cup of coffee and took out the cookies he had prepared early in the morning, “Leave it to me to sort out these things.”

       Qin Yun couldn’t resist the stubborn old man, so he could only sit idly on the sofa in the living room.

       Ba Jin chatted with him while sorting things, “His Majesty is in a good mood these days, and he even changed the bed sheets to white… Do you like white?”

       “I’m all right with it.” Qin Yun asked with a smile, “What colour were his sheets originally?”

       Ba Jin: “Pink, because His Highness Zhongyan likes it.”

       Qin Yun: “…”

       Ba Jin: “The lights have also been changed. Now they are all in the ink Chinese style.”

       “…” Qin Yun: “So they were all glittering rhinestones, right?”

       Ba Jin was surprised, “How do you know?”

       “…” Qin Yun covered his face, thinking how could he not know about the heart of a sissy dragon!


       When he was finally sorting things out, old butler Ba Jin dug out a broken bag from somewhere. When he was about to throw it away, an old letter shell slipped out of it.

       Qin Yun bent down and picked it up. He opened it, took a look, and found that it was a letter from Bixi.

       The adoptive mother had retained the ancient writing habit for a long time. Her handwriting was not as petite and elegant as her character but was simple and vigorous, and the ink almost smudges the back of the paper.

       Qin Yun remembered that he had a quarrel with Bixi when he decided to go to the guide military headquarters. At that time, he was young and energetic, even admitting a mistake felt like losing to him. He knew Bixi had left him some letters, but he chose not to pay attention to it until it was forgotten. It wasn’t until today that he picked them up again.

       Old Butler Ba Jin leaned over and observed Qin Yun’s expression, “Do you want to read it?”

       “Ah…” Qin Yun came to his senses and nodded, “I will go read it.”

       Ba Jin smiled, “Then I will help you load your luggage onto the aircraft. You can take your time to read it slowly?”

       Qin Yun held up the letter and watched Ba Jin direct the robot across the yard, the sunlight spreading across the stone path in front of the door.

       Bixi still habitually called him Little Rainbow Dash at the beginning of the letter. Qin Yun couldn’t help laughing when he saw it. He could almost imagine Bixi sitting under a lamp, writing letters with her delicate shoulders, silver hair flowing like moonlight—beautiful and serene.


       “Little Rainbow Dash, you have always been my gentle and brave little guy.”

       Qin Yun read the beginning, and he took a chair and placed it in the yard.

       “I remember you staying in my arms at such a young age, not crying or making trouble as if you grew up overnight and could take care of me and my neighbour Grandpa Chen.”

       Ba Jin loaded Qin Yun’s package onto the aircraft. He waved to Qin Yun from a distance, “Would you like another cup of coffee?”

       Qin Yun replied without raising his head, “Thanks.”

       “You still don’t know how to ride a horse even though you’ve grown so old, but it’s true that you’re very good at taking care of it. Do you still remember the little white horse you had before you were eight years old? It always followed you, was good and obedient.”

       Qin Yun couldn’t remember when he had a little white horse. Ba Jin brought freshly brewed coffee, and the fragrance was so strong that it could be smelled far away.

       Bixi continued in the letter, “I am always worried that you will be in danger if you leave my side, but I forget that you are already so big. In fact, it is not that you can’t live without me, but it’s me who cannot live without you.”

       “You are like those horses running in the pasture, brave and fearless but gentle. You will leave my pasture one day and run towards a greater future. I just can’t bear to let you grow up and leave. What can I do? I was even worried that you would be covered in bruises and unable to be under my wings, but I forgot that you don’t need my protection in the first place.”

       Qin Yun closed his eyes; his eyes were sore, and his fingertips gently touched the old edges of the letter paper.

       Bixi ended the letter with this, “You are God’s mercy, my pride, my gentle and brave little guy. Don’t fear failure and pain. I will be by your side, forever loving you—Your Mom, Bixi.”


       In the morning, Moschery was hindered by the cabinet, his face overcast with gloom. When he came out of the meeting room, he saw Zhongyan lying at the door, with two rhinestone-appliquéd Chinese knots hanging from his dragon’s horns.

       “…” A vein popped out on Moschery’s forehead, “Why are you hanging these two things?”

       Zhongyan shook its huge dragon head innocently, and the two tassels trailing to its nose rustled.

       Moschery said patiently, “Do you think hanging two Chinese knots means you are Chinese?” He snorted mockingly, “Don’t embarrass yourself, you idiot.”

       Zhongyan snorted, stretched out his paws to wash his face, picked up the tassels and shook them around.

       “Stop messing around.” Moschery pushed its dragon face away in disgust, “No matter how beautiful you are, he can’t see you now.”

       Zhongyan: “…QAQ”


       Qin Yun saw Moschery waiting at the entrance of the palace from a distance. He seemed to be in a hurry. He didn’t even take off his commander’s uniform and had a cloak hanging on his shoulders.

       Moschery took off his gloves. He stood on the aircraft and stretched out his hand to Qin Yun, “Come here.” After thinking about it, he added uneasily, “Let Ba Jin take the luggage. Come over.”

       Qin Yun: “…”


       Because of the dark uniform, he couldn’t see it when he was far away. When he got closer, Qin Yun realised that Moschery’s right shoulder was almost completely wet. He thought for a while and understood what was going on. Dumbfounded, he asked, “Where is Zhongyan? Did you scold him again?”

       Moschery couldn’t be bothered with Zhongyan’s spoiled and sissy personality. He pulled Qin Yun inside and said, “He didn’t even have Toothless’ life yet he have Toothless’ disease. It’s either acting cute all day or crying, and you treat it like a treasure. What’s the use of spoiling it?”

       “…” Qin Yun looked at Moschery speechlessly as even his cloak got wet this time…

       Moschery didn’t care at all. He took off his cloak and handed it to Ba Jin. He hooked his arms around Qin Yun’s neck and kissed his lips as if no one was watching.

       “Arthur is coming for dinner tonight.” Moschery pinched the back of Qin Yun’s neck, “His guide is back.”

       Qin Yun was startled, “Shen Zhuofan has gone back?!”

       Moschery paused when he was about to continue kissing him. He narrowed his eyes dangerously, grabbed Qin Yun’s chin and shook it, “I never told you Shen’s full name. Shouldn’t you explain what’s going on?”

       “…” Qin Yun said seriously, “This is actually a very long story.”

       Moschery snorted. He stared at the other person’s expression for a long time. As if he couldn’t help it, he rubbed Qin Yun’s lips roughly with his thumb and muttered, “Anyway, I have time to listen…forget it, let’s kiss first. Let’s talk after it’s finished.”

       Qin Yun: “…”

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Chapter 28 – Heartbroken Again

       Song Jun hadn’t considered whether he would regret choosing Xianling, but he also felt there wasn’t much time for him to dwell on that.

       Since school officially started, the work in the milk tea shop had been adjusted. Song Jun and Xianling started working on alternating days, with their shifts hardly overlapping.

       As a result, not only the chances of getting along were reduced but there was also no time for dating in the evening.

       When he didn’t need to work, Song Jun simply went to study by himself. He read in the classroom until after ten o’clock, then he packed up and went back to the dormitory.

       That day, he finished his evening self-study. On the way to the dormitory alone with his books, Song Jun met Xia Hongshen.

       When he saw Xia Hongshen, he didn’t want to go up to say hello. He stopped to look at the road and planned to avoid Xia Hongshen. But then, he saw Xi Anling behind Xia Hongshen.

       Song Jun paused for a moment, thinking that their encounter might have been a coincidence, with one walking ahead of the other, and they were not necessarily heading in the same direction. However, soon enough, Song Jun had to dismiss his own assumption.

       They were indeed in tandem, but Xi Anling was chasing Xia Hongshen, and Xia Hongshen didn’t seem to pay much attention to her.

       Song Jun couldn’t restrain his steps and followed them in their direction.

       “There’s no need to follow me anymore,” Xia Hongshen said suddenly and stopped at the same time.

       Song Jun then stopped and stayed quietly behind the small flower bed next to her.

       Xi Anling looked at Xia Hongshen and asked, “Why don’t you want me to follow you?”

       Xia Hongshen turned around and said to her, “I have said many times not to pester Song Jun.”

       “Have you said it many times?” Xi Anling looked confused, “When did you say it so many times?” Then, she reached out and hit her forehead in a daze, “I seem to have heard it before, but where did I hear it? I can’t remember. “

       Song Jun didn’t understand what the two of them were talking about.

       Xia Hongshen walked forward, and Xi Anling chased after her.

       So Xia Hongshen stopped again and asked Xi Anling, “Why are you still chasing me?”

       Xi Anling was stunned for a moment and said, “Where are you going?”

       “Go back to the dormitory,” Xia Hongshen said.

       Xi Anling seemed to think about it for a while and then said, “I want to find Song Jun.”

       But Xia Hongshen said, “Don’t go to Song Jun. If you pester him again, don’t come to see me in the future.”

       Xi Anling’s eyes widened in shock.

       Song Jun couldn’t listen anymore. He hurried to Xia Hongshen and asked him, “What do you mean?”

       Xia Hongshen didn’t seem to be panicked because Song Jun heard the conversation between the two of them. He listened to Song Jun’s questioning and said, “What I mean is that I’m telling you to separate.”

       Song Jun felt that he had probably never been so angry in his life. He reached out and grabbed Xia Hongshen’s clothes. He said, “That’s my girlfriend. What qualifications do you have to tell us to separate?”

       Xia Hongshen said, “You are not supposed to be together, and there is no way you can be together, so why waste time.”

       Song Jun shook his head. He didn’t want to believe what Xia Hongshen said. He didn’t understand why Xia Hongshen said that. He only knew that he was angry and embarrassed, but he was timid by nature and was not very talkative. He didn’t know what to say at this time, and what words could he use to fight back Xia Hongshen?

       At this time, Xi Anling was in a daze.

       It was obviously Xi Anling who took the initiative to pursue him at the beginning, but now, Xi Anling didn’t seem to cherish their relationship as much as he thought. Perhaps in Xi Anling’s eyes, he was not as important as Xia Hongshen.

       Song Jun was unable to raise his hand to punch Xia Hongshen after all. He pushed Xia Hongshen away and weakly turned to walk in another direction.

       “Song Jun?” Xia Hongshen called him.

       He shook his head and said, “Leave me alone. I don’t want to see you.”

       Without walking too far, Song Jun sat down on the flower bed next to him. It was almost half past ten, and the number of people on the campus became sparse. He was sitting alone by the flower bed, and no one would notice him.

       Song Jun wanted to cry, but he was already so old and a man, so he couldn’t shed tears even if he wanted to. He felt very wronged and embarrassed. His feelings for Xi Anling were not that deep, and he was not so sad about breaking up with Xi Anling. It was more about the realisation that, despite having a girlfriend, the feelings weren’t reciprocated as he had assumed. Instead, she had feelings for the person Song Jun himself was interested in, making him feel quite uncomfortable.

       He had been studying for graduate school for more than half a year in a daze, and he didn’t even know what he had done.

       Song Jun’s eyes were a little red. He hugged his legs with his arms and buried his face in his knees.

       “Song Jun?”

       After a while, he heard someone whispering his name.

       Song Jun raised his head and saw Xi Anling standing in front of him.

       Xi Anling lowered her head and looked at him worriedly.

       Not wanting to be too vulnerable in front of women and not wanting to lose his temper with Xi Anling over this matter, Song Jun calmed down and asked, “What else do you want to say?”

       “I’m sorry,” Xi Anling said as she sat down next to him.

       Song Jun put his face on his hands and said, “You want to break up with me?”

       Xi Anling said nothing.

       Song Jun asked again, “Do you like Senior Brother Xia?”

       “No,” Xi Anling hurriedly denied, “I like you.”

       “Hmph,” Song Jun laughed, “Don’t make fun of me.”

       Xi Anling said, “To be honest, I like you very much. Ever since we worked together at the milk tea shop, I think this boy is really cute, and he is my type.”

       Song Jun didn’t believe it and said casually, “Then what did you mean by what you said to Senior Brother Xia just now?”

       Xi Anling was stunned for a moment and said, “I don’t know, I think he and I probably know each other, but I can’t remember when it was.”

       “Do you know each other?” Song Jun suddenly remembered something, so much so that he even forgot to be angry or sad.

       Xi Anling looked at him, “Yes, but it’s just a feeling because I can’t recall it.”

       Xia Hongshen was a deity. Xi Anling said that she knew him in the past, but she couldn’t remember. It might not be a casual prevarication. It was very possible that she had actually met him in the past.

       With this idea, Song Jun’s mind became active, and he asked, “Have you seen him in your previous life?”

       “Previous life?” Xi Anling looked at him inexplicably, “Do you believe in this kind of thing? I don’t believe in ghosts and gods.”

       Song Jun was choked by her question and didn’t know how to answer.

       Xi Anling said, “I just felt that something was attracting me. This feeling was very subtle, so he told me not to go to him or I would feel very scared.”

       Song Jun vaguely felt that it might be related to Xia Hongshen’s identity, but he couldn’t figure out what it was. He could only ask Xi Anling for the last time, “Are we breaking up?”

       Xi Anling suddenly reached out and hugged Song Jun. She said, “Even if we break up, Song Jun, I still like you.”

       Song Jun didn’t need such comfort from her, so he patted her back to signal her to let go, stood up and said, “I understand. I wish you happiness.”

       He pulled himself together, determined to use a second romantic involvement to alleviate the pain from his unrequited first love. However, the second romantic endeavour once again came to an end before it even began.

       Really too bad!

       When Song Jun went back to the dormitory, he had no energy at all. He opened the door and closed it after entering. He didn’t even come out to wash up.

       Xia Hongshen was sitting in front of the computer, spinning a pen in his hand, and heard that there was soon no movement in the next room.

       After being immersed in writing a few words and then turning the pen in his hand, Xia Hongshen took off his glasses and stood up. He opened his chair, and at the same time, he transformed into a black cat and ran out of the window.

       The little black cat walked around the dormitory and jumped onto Song Jun’s window sill. It discovered that Song Jun had not closed the window today.

       It was already spring now, and Song Jun still closed the window when he went to bed at night. He was probably too tired today and forgot about it, so he opened the window and just lay down on the bed to sleep.

       The little black cat slipped in, walked to Song Jun’s bed, and got into Song Jun’s bed.

       Song Jun was already asleep and was not aware of the sudden intrusion.

       The little black cat walked up to him, pressed against his back for a while, then seemed to find it uncomfortable and jumped in front of him. It settled down beside his chest, placing its head comfortably on its paws. The cat snuggled close to Song Jun, and he closed his eyes.

       The next morning, when Song Jun got up, the little cat was no longer there. He walked to the window and took a breath of fresh cold air. He thought that spring was here and it would be the season for cats to be in heat. Otherwise, why hadn’t he seen that little black cat for so long? Was the little black cat old enough to be in heat?

       After thinking wildly for a while, Song Jun closed the window and packed his things to prepare for the morning class.

       This afternoon, two guests came to the Forensic Medicine building.

       They were from the Municipal Public Security Bureau. They were here today wasn’t for dissecting a corpse but for a case. They came specifically to submit a letter of entrustment for forensic examination.

       Long Xing was sitting in the office of the director of the pathology teaching and research department and couldn’t help but look around. Director Li had already rejected them just now, but the colleague who came with him didn’t give up and wanted to come and ask for his help again.

       Director Li still said, “This is really inconvenient. Here, we have forensic examinations to conduct and classes to teach. Going to such a distant place for what could be more than a day, I’m afraid no one would be willing to do it.”

       When Long Xing heard that the two of them were still talking, he stood up and walked outside.

       He had been to the Forensic Medicine building several times, but this was the first time he had come to the office upstairs. Long Xing walked around looking for the bathroom, but he couldn’t find it. Instead, he found Xia Hongshen’s office.

       “Teacher Xia?” As soon as Long Xing saw Xia Hongshen, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

       Xia Hongshen glanced at him and asked, “Is something wrong?”

       Long Xing nodded, stood by the door and asked, “Can I come in?”

       Xia Hongshen nodded, “Come in.”

       Long Xing walked in, looked around Xia Hongshen’s office, and then sat down on the sofa next to him.

       “What’s going on?” Xia Hongshen asked him.

       Long Xing smiled and said, “Up in the mountains near Yuntong, there’s a case, and currently, the body can’t be brought down. There seems to be some conflict between the local residents and the police. As a result, representatives from the city bureau have come, and they want to entrust Forensic Medicine experts from outside the police system to assist with the examination.”

       “Mountain? Yuntong?” The pen in Xia Hongshen’s hand touched his lips lightly.

       Long Xing said, “Yes, but when we came here to entrust the task, your Director Li said he couldn’t spare the manpower to go that far.”

       Xia Hongshen continued to touch his lips with the end of the pen as if he were thinking about something.

       At this time, Long Xing heard his colleagues calling him outside, so he stood up and prepared to leave.

       Xia Hongshen suddenly said, “I’ll go.”

       “Huh?” Long Xing was a little surprised, “Teacher Xia, are you willing to go?”

       Xia Hongshen nodded, “But I have two conditions. See if your police can meet them?”

       After hearing this, Long Xing immediately said, “You tell me first, and I will go back to discuss it with them.”

       “First,” Xia Hongshen raised a slender finger, “I want to bring three people with me. You can arrange transportation and accommodation.”

       Long Xing said, “Okay.”

       Xia Hongshen raised a second finger, “Second, you have to go with me.”

       Long Xing seemed to hesitate for a moment but still said, “Okay, I’ll go back and ask them, and I will give you the answer immediately.”

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Chapter 10

       “I don’t take baths,” Pei Qing said.

       Zhan Weiyang looked like he was breathing a sigh of relief, and he immediately then explained, “Mainly because the bathtub isn’t big enough either.”

       Pei Qing suddenly felt a little amused, but he didn’t laugh. He just asked, “Do you really like taking a bath?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded, “My brother doesn’t like me using his bathtub though.”

       This was a rare opportunity. Zhan Weiguang and Zhan Pengcheng were not at home, and Pei Qing had no objection to him.

       Zhan Weiyang turned back and saw that the water in the bathtub was almost full. He stood up and reached out to take off his shirt. Before taking off his pyjamas, he turned to look at Pei Qing and saw that Pei Qing had no intention of going out. So he hesitated and took off only the outer pair of shorts, leaving his underwear on.

       Pei Qing still hesitated a little and said, “Weiguang sent me a WeChat message just now.”

       Zhan Weiyang became nervous instantly. While looking at Pei Qing, he hesitantly raised one leg and stepped sideways towards the water.

       Pei Qing said, “He said you will fall asleep if you take a bath.”

       Zhan Weiyang still looked at Pei Qing. He scratched the surface of the water with the soles of his feet and finally stepped on it. He slowly stepped in with the other foot, squatted down and let the water cover his chest. He said to Pei Qing, “I won’t.”

       Pei Qing was not Zhan Weiguang. He was not close enough to Zhan Weiyang to pull him up from the water directly. At the same time, he couldn’t stop him, so he said, “You go soak, I’ll watch you here.”

       Zhan Weiyang suddenly smiled and said, “Thank you.” He carefully changed directions in the water, stretched out his arms and legs, lay down, rested his head on the shallow groove on the edge of the bathtub, and then exhaled a long breath.

       Pei Qing walked to the bathtub and looked at him, then sat on the edge of the bathtub near his feet, a small triangular platform.

       Zhan Weiyang relaxed his body and felt as if he was floating in the water, and his whole body felt relaxed. After his body relaxed, his chaotic thinking became slightly clearer.

       Pei Qing didn’t talk to him but was playing with his mobile phone. He raised one leg, put the sole of his foot on the edge of the bathtub, lowered his head and sent two messages to his classmates.

       Zhan Weiyang watched Pei Qing without blinking, but his mind was elsewhere. He wondered why he hadn’t done anything today and if Xie Ling still didn’t dislike him or if he would still lose points.

       The hot water slowly steamed, creating a mist. Despite being very close to each other, the gazes of the two individuals became blurry.

       After a while, Pei Qing noticed that the screen of his mobile phone was also covered with water mist. He gently wiped the screen with his finger, raised his head to look at Zhan Weiyang, and found that Zhan Weiyang had been looking at him.

       Zhan Weiyang thought to himself that the points were deducted on the first day because he said he did not like Xie Ling and the points were deducted on the second day because Xie Ling did not accept his love letter. Maybe this deduction was not always related to Xie Ling but also had something to do with himself.

       His eyes were dark and shiny and stained with water vapour.

       Pei Qing felt that Zhan Weiyang looked like he was in a daze.

       Zhan Weiyang thought that just now, it was deducting his points when he wanted to do nothing in the future so that he wouldn’t be deducted points; maybe it meant that he couldn’t do nothing?

       Like a sudden flash of inspiration, Zhan Weiyang’s eyes shone with light. He opened his mouth slightly and whispered, “Ah!”

       Then he became excited, and his heart skipped a beat. He felt that he had found the key to the problem: today’s relationship negative status enhancement was not because of Xie Ling, but because of himself. His negative thoughts led to an increased negative state.

       He clasped his hands in front of his chest, so that was it!

       Pei Qing looked at him expressionlessly.

       After that, Zhan Weiyang closed his eyes with a contented expression.

       Pei Qing’s phone vibrated. He glanced down, then turned off the screen, and continued to look up at Zhan Weiyang.

       Zhan Weiyang had closed his eyes and was motionless. His body was already red from being soaked in the hot water, and his forehead and cheeks were also moist and red. He didn’t know if it was the moisture that filled the air or the sweat.

       Pei Qing thought of Zhan Weiguang’s words and couldn’t help but put his feet into the water and gently touched Zhan Weiyang’s calf.

       Zhan Weiyang’s legs swayed, but there was no reaction.

       Pei Qing stood up, approached Zhan Weiyang’s face, squatted down outside the bathtub, reached out and patted Zhan Weiyang’s face.

       Zhan Weiyang’s eyes were still closed, and his breathing was very light. Only by looking at his chest could he see the not-so-subtle rise and fall.

       Pei Qing subconsciously put his hand on Zhan Weiyang’s chest as if to identify his heartbeat.

       At this moment, Zhan Weiyang suddenly reached out, grabbed Pei Qing’s hand, and laughed out loud. He said, “Do I look like I’m dead?”

       Pei Qing saw that his eyes were open and dark and shiny, so he said to him, “Don’t talk nonsense.”

       Zhan Weiyang said with a smile, “I’ll soak in it for a while.”

       Pei Qing took her hand back and said, “Don’t soak in the water until it gets cold.”

       Zhan Weiyang closed his eyes and said, “I won’t.”

       Pei Qing stood up slowly, took two steps back and sat back where he was. This time, he didn’t play with his phone but just looked at Zhan Weiyang.

       There was a smile on Zhan Weiyang’s face at first, but then it gradually faded. His body became more relaxed in the water, and his breathing gradually became slower. After a few minutes, Pei Qing saw his body slowly sliding down.

       Pei Qing walked over and patted him on the face, calling him, “Yangyang?”

       Zhan Weiyang did not respond.

       Pei Qing knew that Zhan Weiyang was really asleep this time. He reached out to drain the water in the bathtub. When he saw the water surface swirling and becoming shallower, he picked up Zhan Weiyang’s bath towel hanging on the wall and covered him, then wrapped him as he lifted him out of the water.

       When he exerted force on his hands, Zhan Weiyang woke up. He put his feet on the bathtub and tried to stand firm. His arms were still on Pei Qing’s shoulders. He looked at Pei Qing in confusion and said, “I slept too late yesterday.”

       Pei Qing said to him, “Go back to sleep.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded, and when he was holding Pei Qing’s arm and stretching one foot out, the other foot slipped into the bathtub, and he almost fell down.

       Seeing that he was still completely unconscious, Pei Qing simply wrapped him in a bath towel and carried him.

       Zhan Weiyang was very thin, but after all, he was a boy of 1.74 meters tall, so he was really not light.

       Pei Qing took him out of the bathtub and put him on the floor to put on his slippers.

       Zhan Weiyang was a little excited and said, “Qing ge, you are so strong. You are stronger than my dad.”

       In Zhan Weiyang’s memory, Zhan Pengcheng always liked to hold him no matter where he went when he was a child. Later, he switched to carrying him on his back. When Zhan Weiyang got taller and taller, Zhan Pengcheng couldn’t even carry him on his back.

       Pei Qing did not respond to his words and only said, “Go back to the room and go to sleep.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded and said, “Thank you, Qing ge.”

       Pei Qing felt that Zhan Weiyang was like a child. If he hadn’t felt his weight when he carried him just now, Pei Qing would have felt like he was talking to a child. Pei Qing shook his head and said, “You’re welcome.”

       Zhan Weiyang walked outside, turned around when he reached the door and said happily to Pei Qing, “You are the best person I have ever met.”

       Pei Qing looked at him without speaking.

       Zhan Weiyang came out of the bathroom and walked briskly downstairs. He returned to his room, dried his body with a bath towel, then changed into a pair of clean underwear, and then got directly under the quilt.

       He covered himself from head to toe with the quilt and couldn’t help but feel happy when he thought of Pei Qing. He didn’t even hear the voice announcing his score today, and he was already looking forward to studying with Pei Qing tomorrow night.

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Chapter 9

       Zhan Weiyang was woken up by Pei Qing the next morning.

       Pei Qing called him several times, but he didn’t wake up. Later, Pei Qing reached out and patted his face five or six times before Zhan Weiyang slowly opened his eyes.

       Zhan Weiyang’s gaze was disoriented, and he couldn’t focus when he looked at Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing said, “Yangyang, get up and go to school.”

       Zhan Weiyang blinked his eyes and almost closed them again.

       Pei Qing held his eyelids with his fingers and said to him, “Auntie Luo knocked on the door just now. If you don’t get down quickly, she will knock on the door again later.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded uncomfortably, said ‘En’ softly, and sat up with his hands. He was in a daze for another minute before climbing out of bed, wearing slippers and heading outside.

       After taking two steps, Zhan Weiyang suddenly remembered that this was Pei Qing’s room. He turned around, picked up his pillow and quilt, and said to Pei Qing, who was lying on the bed, “Qing ge, I’m leaving.”

       Pei Qing said, “Go ahead, don’t be late.”

       During self-study that morning, Zhan Weiyang opened the book and put it on the table, hiding his head behind the book and dozing off. After class ended, he lay down on the table and fell asleep.

       Zhan Weiyang’s mental state was very bad all morning. It was not until the bell rang for the last class in the morning that he suddenly felt that he had regained some energy.

       During lunch, Chen Youyou asked him, “What did you do, last night?”

       Zhan Weiyang’s favourite yuxiang eggplant was served for lunch today. He ate it with gusto. When he heard Chen Youyou’s question, he lifted his head and answered him, “Chatting with my older cousin.”

       Chen Youyou only knew that Zhan Weiyang had a biological brother but had never heard him talk about his older cousin. He asked strangely, “Your older cousin? Stayed, at your house?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded and said, “He is an intern at a nearby company in his senior year and stayed in my house starting from this semester onwards.”

       “Your older, cousin talk to you, until late at night?” Chen Youyou felt unbelievable.

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Yes, he is much better than my brother. My brother just ignores me.”

       “Oh,” Chen Youyou said, lowering his head and continuing eating.

       After a while, they saw Xie Ling passing by their table after lunch. Xie Ling was still not alone today. In addition to the two boys and a girl yesterday, there was another girl.

       The two girls followed Xie Ling arm in arm, talking and laughing as they walked.

       When Xie Ling passed by, Zhan Weiyang and Chen Youyou subconsciously looked up at him.

       But Xie Ling didn’t even turn his head and walked straight out of the cafeteria with his eyes straight ahead.

       Chen Youyou lowered his head and snorted in disgust while Zhan Weiyang kept looking at Xie Ling’s leaving figure.

       “W-what’s there to see?” Chen Youyou said, “Are you s-still not giving up?”

       Zhan Weiyang turned around, leaned forward, and whispered, “If I don’t give up, what else can I do?”

       Chen Youyou said, “Just go, and tell him, directly.”

       Zhan Weiyang thought Chen Youyou and Pei Qing had the same suggestion, and he said bitterly, “What if I tell him directly that he rejects me?”

       Chen Youyou said, “It’s not if. It’s definite that, he will, reject you.”

       Zhan Weiyang asked seriously, “What should we do?”

       Chen Youyou said, “What can, be done?” He was a little irritated because he couldn’t speak well and had to talk some nonsense to Zhan Weiyang, “If someone d-doesn’t like you…you can’t keep pestering them. It’s not d-decent and doesn’t seem l-like a manly approach.”

       Zhan Weiyang lowered his head slightly. He was not in the mood to pick up the last piece of yuxiang eggplant. He said, “Oh.”

       Chen Youyou said, “If he doesn’t want it, forget it. Anyway, I won’t help you anymore.”

       “Okay,” Zhan Weiyang said, “I won’t go to him and tell him directly.”

       Chen Youyou didn’t understand his brain circuit and looked at him inexplicably.

       Zhan Weiyang explained, “This way, I can think of other ways to be more decent.”

       Chen Youyou felt that Zhan Weiyang was hopeless.

       They didn’t watch Xie Ling play basketball at noon because Zhan Weiyang had eaten a full meal, and all the blood had been supplied to his stomach for digestion. He was sleepy again, so he went back to the classroom and slept on his stomach all afternoon.

       The consequence of not taking action for a whole day was that Zhan Weiyang actually didn’t get any points deducted that day.

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t notice this at first. He suddenly noticed it when he was doing questions at night.

       One second, he was aimlessly writing formulas on the draft paper, but the next second, he suddenly stopped writing and raised his head to look at the ceiling.

       Pei Qing was sitting next to him, reading a book. He noticed Zhan Weiyang’s abnormal behaviour out of the corner of his eye and turned his head to look at him.

       Zhan Weiyang was still staring at the ceiling, thinking that there really were no points deducted today!

       Pei Qing placed the hand holding the pen against his chin and looked up at the ceiling for a moment but didn’t see anything unusual.

       Zhan Weiyang’s not-so-flexible mind began to make calculations: If no points would be deducted if he didn’t take action, then he shouldn’t take action for the time being. He could maintain the status quo.

       Just as he was thinking this, the voice sounded again, “The relationship status negatively enhanced, 2 points deducted.”

       Zhan Weiyang opened his mouth slightly, slowly lowered his head and looked towards Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing waved the pen in front of his eyes, “What’s wrong?”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t say anything and just looked at Pei Qing blankly.

       Pei Qing couldn’t help but reach out and touch his forehead. His forehead was slightly cool but not hot.

       Zhan Weiyang raised his hand, put it on the back of Pei Qing’s hand, and called him, “Qing ge.”

       Pei Qing said, “Hmm?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I want to take a bath.”

       Pei Qing withdrew his hand and tapped on the open page of the book with the tip of his pen, “Do you want to take a bath upstairs?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded. His head was too messy, and he couldn’t think calmly. He wanted to soak in the water.

       Pei Qing said to him, “But before your brother left, he said he wouldn’t let you sneak into his bathtub.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “We can’t tell him.”

       Pei Qing didn’t agree with some of Zhan Weiguang’s ideas. He didn’t feel that letting his little brother use his bathtub was something unforgivable. Besides, this was Zhan Weiyang’s home. In fact, he had no position to stop Zhan Weiyang, so he nodded, “Go ahead.”

       Zhan Weiyang suddenly said happily, “That’s great.”

       Watching Zhan Weiyang run out to the outside bathroom to pack up his things, Pei Qing got up and was ready to go back to his own room when he hesitated or sent a WeChat message to Zhan Weiguang, asking him, “Why not install a bathtub on the second floor so that Weiyang can take a bath? “The bathroom on the second floor was quite large and could fit a bathtub.

       He also heard the brisk sound of Zhan Weiyang packing his things in the corridor. Then he walked into the room, and when he closed the door, he saw Zhan Weiguang replying to his WeChat message.

       Zhan Weiguang sent a voice message.

       Pei Qing sat down by the bed, opened the voice message, brought it close to his ear, and heard Zhan Weiguang say, “He used to fall asleep in the bathtub more than once when he was taking a bath. Dad was afraid he would drown, so he didn’t allow him to take baths anymore.”

       After listening, Pei Qing took the phone away from his ear, and immediately saw the next voice message from Zhan Weiguang.

       Zhan Weiguang said this time, “Qing ge, please help keep an eye on him and don’t let him secretly use my bathtub. I’m sorry to bother you.”

       Pei Qing replied to him by typing, “I understand.” Then he stood up, held his phone and walked outside.

       Zhan Weiyang was nowhere to be seen on the second floor. There was a crack in the door to his room, and the cool air from the air conditioner poured out from the crack, but Zhan Weiyang was not inside.

       Pei Qing closed the door and walked along the corridor towards the stairs.

       When he was on the stairs, Pei Qing had already heard the sound of water on the third floor. He walked up and saw that the only bathroom door on the third floor was closed. There was light coming from the crack of the door on the ground, accompanied by the sound of rushing water.

       He knocked on the door, but there was no response, so he reached out and opened the door.

       The bathroom door was unlocked, and Zhan Weiyang was still wearing pyjamas. He was squatting on the ground on the edge of the bathtub, staring at the bathtub intently, waiting for the water inside to be filled.

       “Yangyang,” Pei Qing called him from the door.

       Zhan Weiyang turned around suddenly, with a little surprise on his face, “Qing ge?” He seemed to be stunned for a moment before he came to his senses and asked, “You also want to take a bath?”

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Chapter 8

       Pei Qing asked Zhan Weiyang who the love letter was for, but Zhan Weiyang refused to tell. Naturally, he would not push it. He just smiled, looked at Zhan Weiyang, and said, “Is this your first time in love?”

       Zhan Weiyang answered him, “I’m not in love.”

       “Huh?” Pei Qing seemed puzzled.

       Zhan Weiyang was very distressed and finally said, “I asked someone to give him the love letter, but he just threw it away.”

       Pei Qing thought of the pink envelope burned by Zhan Weiyang. He reached out to pull down his laptop screen, leaned back on the chair, and asked, “Is it the tall, good-looking girl with good grades?”

       Zhan Weiyang hesitated for a moment but nodded without denying.

       Pei Qing asked, “She threw it in front of you? That impolite?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “No, I asked someone to give it to him for me, but he didn’t know it was written by me.”

       Pei Qing nodded and said, “Is that so?”

       Zhan Weiyang turned around to face Pei Qing and asked him, “Qing ge, what do you think I should do?”

       Pei Qing crossed his arms in front of his chest, “If she doesn’t accept love letters, so just tell her in person.”

       Zhan Weiyang frowned, “What if he doesn’t want it?”

       Pei Qing asked curiously, “Could it be that you are still unwilling to give up even if she rejects you in person?”

       Zhan Weiyang fell into deep thought.

       The voice in his head suddenly sounded at this moment, “Relationship status negatively enhanced, 2 points deducted.”

       Zhan Weiyang was shocked, grabbed Pei Qing’s arm, and said, “I won’t give up!”

       Pei Qing looked down at the hand he held tightly to him.

       Zhan Weiyang was like grabbing a life-saving straw. He felt that Pei Qing was smart and good at getting along with others. He believed that Pei Qing could give him good advice, so he asked, “Can you teach me what to do?”

       Pei Qing patted the back of his hand and said calmly, “Don’t worry.”

       He actually wanted to signal Zhan Weiyang to let go, but Zhan Weiyang held on to him and refused to let go. He could only continue, “Yangyang, do you know that you are now in your second year of high school, which is a critical time for your studies?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       Pei Qing added, “So, I strongly disagree with you dating right now.”

       Zhan Weiyang understood what Pei Qing meant. He felt that he couldn’t express his pain, and it was not him who wanted to date. He thought in a daze, “Then what should I do?”

       “Don’t think about her. Maybe it will be fine in a week or two.”

       After a week or two, Zhan Weiyang began to mentally calculate two points a day and how many points would be deducted in two weeks.

       Then he said, “No.”

       Pei Qing looked at him in silence. After a while, he stood up and reached for the laptop on the table, “I don’t think you are in a good condition. Take some time to think about whether what you’re doing is right or not.” After that, he pushed the chair away and walked outside.

       Zhan Weiyang looked at his back and called him, “Qing ge.”

       Pei Qing ignored him.

       Zhan Weiyang saw that Pei Qing had left the room. He stood up and chased to the door. He only dared to lean out half of his body to watch Pei Qing return to his room and call out in a low voice, “Qing ge?”

       Pei Qing still didn’t answer, so he opened his door and went in, closing the door gently.

       Until he was lying on the bed, Zhan Weiyang was still in a mess. He heard the female voice reporting daily scores: “User’s score today: 46 points.”

       He suddenly became even more depressed.

       As a result, Zhan Weiyang couldn’t sleep. Losing points was secondary; the main issue was that Pei Qing was not happy. He felt that he should apologize to Pei Qing.

       He thought about it until late at night, Zhan Weiyang finally made up his mind. He got up from the bed, put on his pyjamas and slippers, opened the door gently and walked towards Pei Qing’s room.

       Pei Qing’s door was closed but not locked from the inside.

       Zhan Weiyang turned the door handle very gently and took a look first.

       There was no light in the room; Pei Qing was already asleep, and he could hear slight breathing. The light from the street lamp shone in from the window through the curtains, illuminating the outline of the entire room, including the person lying on the bed.

       Zhan Weiyang quietly walked to the bed and bent down, trying hard to see Pei Qing’s face clearly in the dim light, but he could only see a vague outline and couldn’t tell whether he had his eyes closed.

       He thought that he shouldn’t disturb Pei Qing’s sleep and that it was better to leave.

       Zhan Weiyang, who was about to stand up straight, suddenly lost his balance and fell forward. He quickly reached out to support himself, and his hand happened to be pressed on Pei Qing’s chest.

       Pei Qing opened his eyes all of a sudden, shining brightly in the darkness, and then grabbed Zhan Weiyang’s wrist.

       He grabbed it too hard, and Zhan Weiyang let out a cry of pain.

       Only then did Pei Qing realize that the person in front of him was Zhan Weiyang. He let go of his hand and called, “Yangyang?”

       Zhan Weiyang quickly retracted his hand and rubbed his right wrist with his left hand.

       Pei Qing sat up, raised her hand to turn on the desk lamp, frowned, and asked, “What are you doing so late?”

       Zhan Weiyang rubbed his wrist while looking at Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing had never experienced being slapped awake in the middle of the night. He sat at the head of the bed, trying to make his tone sound a bit gentler, and asked, “What’s wrong, Yangyang?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I’m sorry.”

       Pei Qing closed his eyes and raised his head as if thinking for a while before he said, “You didn’t do anything to apologise for.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “But you are upset.”

       Pei Qing looked at him, “Don’t you often make Zhan Weiguang upset?” He didn’t see Zhan Weiyang nervously apologize to Zhan Weiguang.

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Zhan Weiguang is upset every day. This is the first time I’ve seen you upset.”

       Pei Qing was silent for a moment before saying, “I’m not upset.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “You did; you ignored me when I called you just now.”

       Pei Qing was so sleepy that he resisted yawning and said to Zhan Weiyang, “I’m not unhappy. I just care about you, and I am afraid that you will obsessed with trivial matters.”

       Zhan Weiyang listened and asked after a while, “What trivial matters?”

       Pei Qing’s tone was a little helpless, “I’m afraid that if that girl doesn’t accept you, you have to force yourself.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “But I have no choice.”

       Pei Qing didn’t know what to say. He wanted to persuade Zhan Weiyang to go back to sleep. It was really too late, and he couldn’t help but want to close his eyes.

       But Zhan Weiyang squatted down directly next to his bed at this time, holding the bed with his hands like a little hamster, looking up at him as if he wanted to have a long conversation, “Qing ge, there is something I want to talk to you about.”

       Pei Qing closed his eyes. He wanted to lie down but couldn’t keep Zhan Weiyang squatting beside his bed. He could only say, “Do you want to talk to me?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       Pei Qing asked, “How about you go and get the pillows and quilts, and we can lie down and talk?”

       Zhan Weiyang said softly, “Ah”, and thought Pei Qing’s suggestion was very good. He quickly said, “Okay.” He immediately got up and ran outside.

       Pei Qing fell down and covered his eyes with his arms. After a while, Zhan Weiyang came in with a quilt and pillow. He stood up and helped him put the pillow away. Then he lay down and reached out to turn off the lamp. He closed his eyes in the darkness and said in a slurred voice, “Go ahead.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “But I can’t tell you.”

       Pei Qing said nothing.

       Zhan Weiyang waited for a while, then stretched out his hand to push Pei Qing gently, “Qing ge, are you asleep?”

       Pei Qing said, “I didn’t.”

       Zhan Weiyang continued, “Don’t be upset, I will study hard.”

       Pei Qing spoke with a strong nasal voice, “Hmm—”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “It will be fine when I catch up with him, and then I will concentrate on studying and preparing for the college entrance examination.”

       Pei Qing said, “Hmm…”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Qing ge, you are really kind.”

       Pei Qing did not respond.

       Zhan Weiyang turned over to face Pei Qing. He felt a lot more relaxed. He closed his eyes and whispered, “Good night.”

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Chapter 7

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t look like he had much of an appetite when he ate his dinner, and Grandma, worried about him, asked, “Is Yangyang not feeling well?”

       “No,” Zhan Weiyang shook his head, lowered his head and took two mouthfuls of rice but soon returned to his listless look.

       After dinner, Zhan Weiyang went outside the house, dug a small hole in the flower bed and buried all the ashes of the love letters in it. Then he took a small shovel and went to the sink to rinse it. After washing it, he placed it in a corner next to the sink where it could still get a little sunlight and then turned around and returned to the house.

       Pei Qing was no longer in the living room on the first floor.

       Grandma was sitting on the sofa and watching TV. There was the sound of water running in the kitchen. It was Auntie Luo who was washing the dishes after eating.

       Zhan Weiyang was covered in sweat. He walked to the large refrigerator in the dining room, opened the freezer drawer, and took out an ice cream. When he was about to tear off the wrapping paper, he hesitated and took another one, holding it with his fingers. He took two ice creams and went up to the second floor.

       Pei Qing’s bedroom next door to Zhan Weiyang’s was originally a vacant guest room at home.

       Zhan Weiyang walked to the door of Pei Qing’s room and saw that the door was ajar, leaving a crack. He knocked on the door and heard no sound from inside, so he reached out and pushed the door open a little to look inside.

       The lights and air conditioner were on in the room, but no one was there.

       Zhan Weiyang turned back to look in the direction of the bathroom. He saw that the bathroom door was closed. When he listened carefully, he could hear some noise. He thought that Pei Qing must be taking a shower, so he planned to return to his room first.

       After taking two steps, Zhan Weiyang lifted the ice cream he was holding to take a look, then turned and returned to Pei Qing’s room. He opened the door and walked in, putting the ice cream on the bedside table.

       Because it was originally a guest room, this room did not have a desk or bookcase, only a double bed, two bedside tables and a row of wardrobes attached to the wall.

       However, there was a bay window in the room. There were a few books on the windowsill and a small table that could be placed on the bed with a laptop on it.

       This room had the same orientation as Zhan Weiyang’s room. From the window, he could see the small garden downstairs. It also happened to be facing the west, and the sun was still shining through the window at this time.

       After Zhan Weiyang put the ice cream down, he poked it through the wrapping paper with his fingers and felt that the ice cream was a little soft. He quickly opened his own piece, raised the ice cream up, raised his head and took a deep sip from the lower corner.

       When he lowered his head, he saw Pei Qing standing at the door of the room.

       Zhan Weiyang suddenly felt a little nervous. He pointed to the ice cream on the bedside and said, “Qing ge, have some ice cream.”

       Pei Qing was not particularly surprised to see Zhan Weiyang. He had just taken a shower and was wearing a pair of shorts. Hearing Zhan Weiyang’s words, he smiled and said, “Thank you”, then closed the door and walked in.

       Zhan Weiyang was wondering if he should go out. The ice cream in his hand was about to drip again, so he quickly held it in his mouth.

       But Pei Qing had already opened the wardrobe and started to get dressed with his back to him.

       Zhan Weiyang secretly looked at Pei Qing while sipping ice cream.

       Pei Qing had a good figure, with smooth muscle lines from arms to shoulders, which was the perfect transition from boy to young man. The waist looked narrow, lean and strong, with a concave ridge in the middle and a beautiful arc from waist to hip. He also had a pair of straight and slender legs, and his body shape was just right.

       When Pei Qing was getting dressed, Zhan Weiyang was worried that the ice cream would melt, so he took the initiative to remove the wrapping paper for him and handed it to him when he was finished getting dressed.

       Pei Qing lowered his head, took the ice cream in his mouth first, and then reached out to take it. He sucked in the melted liquid on it and said, “Thank you.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I’m going back first.”

       Pei Qing said, “Sit a little longer.”

       Zhan Weiyang couldn’t tell that it was Pei Qing being polite casually. He was stunned for a moment and returned to the bay window, sitting down with his legs leaning on the window sill.

       Pei Qing also sat down next to the bed and ate ice cream with Zhan Weiyang facing each other.

       Zhan Weiyang said nothing.

       Pei Qing had to ask, “Do you have a lot of homework today?”

       Zhan Weiyang shook his head. He had already submitted today’s homework in the afternoon. For the evening, the teacher asked them to preview tomorrow’s lesson. He brought back a workbook; it wasn’t for submission, but the teacher would randomly check it every week. Zhan Weiyang planned to find time to finish the week’s exercises.

       Pei Qing said, “Then do you want to take a bath first? After taking a bath, I will go over and study with you.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded, “Okay.”

       Pei Qing finished the ice cream quickly, but Zhan Weiyang still habitually licked the surface of the ice cream flat.

       When he saw Pei Qing finished eating, he hurried over and stretched out a hand to Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing lowered his eyes and saw that Zhan Weiyang’s palm was white and clean, with delicate skin. In fact, he was not sure what Zhan Weiyang meant, but he subconsciously put the small wood chip in Zhan Weiyang’s hand.

       Zhan Weiyang took it naturally and helped him throw it into the trash can in the corner of the room. Finally, he put the last bit of ice cream on the wood chips into his mouth and said vaguely as he walked outside, “I’m going to take a shower. “

       Pei Qing responded, “Okay, go quickly.”

       Zhan Weiyang’s hands were sticky, so he washed them first, returned to the room, found a change of clothes, and went to the bathroom.

       There was still thick water vapor in the bathroom from Pei Qing’s bath just now.

       The bathroom on the second floor did not have a bathtub but only a shower room. The glass of the shower room was covered with water droplets. Zhan Weiyang took off all his clothes outside before entering the shower room barefoot and closing the glass door. The narrow space was filled with the scent of shower gel, which was exactly the same as the scent on Pei Qing just now.

       He turned on the shower head and leaned against the corner of the shower room. He waited until the water was no longer so cold before standing under the water column. He closed his eyes and took a shower, thinking that although Pei Qing was not his older cousin, he was really kind to him. Yes, even better than Zhan Weiguang.

       No wonder they all liked Pei Qing, and he also liked Pei Qing.

       After he took a shower, Zhan Weiyang, wearing underwear, opened the bathroom door, looked around and saw no one, then ran back to his room to get dressed.

       After getting dressed, he sat down in front of the desk. He turned his head and saw that the chair Pei Qing had pushed last night was still there, but Pei Qing hadn’t come over yet. He took the book out of his schoolbag, placed it on the table, and held the pen in his hand. He still didn’t wait for Pei Qing to come over.

       Zhan Weiyang then got up and went to Pei Qing’s room again. He knocked on the door and shouted, “Qing ge?”

       Pei Qing said, “Please come in.”

       Zhan Weiyang pushed open the door and put his head in. He saw Pei Qing sitting by the bed, setting a small table on the bed and looking at the computer. So he said, “Qing ge, I’ve finished taking a shower.”

       Pei Qing just raised his eyes and looked at him. When he looked back, he asked, “All clean?”

       Zhan Weiyang was stunned for a moment, then whispered, “Washed clean.”

       Pei Qing was reading an English document. When he was concentrating, he said casually, “Really?”

       Zhan Weiyang hesitated for a while, then opened the door and came in, walked to Pei Qing’s bedside and said, “Really.”

       Pei Qing responded casually, “Okay.”

       Zhan Weiyang stood aside, waiting for him.

       It was not until Pei Qing finished reading the entire article and raised his hand to pull down the laptop screen that he raised his head and said to Zhan Weiyang, “Let’s go, I’ll accompany you to study.”

       Tonight, Pei Qing took his laptop directly to Zhan Weiyang’s room, sat side by side with him in front of the desk, and asked Zhan Weiyang to read first. If he didn’t understand anything, he could ask him.

       Zhan Weiyang first read through the content that the teacher will randomly check tomorrow and then took the exercise book to do the questions. Pei Qing, next to him, had never spoken to him. After completing two questions, he began to lose focus and turned his head to secretly look at Pei Qing’s computer screen.

       The article on it was all in English, and the words he recognised were limited.

       Pei Qing finished reading everything he wanted to read tonight, and then he took the time to talk to Zhan Weiyang. He asked, “You haven’t finished writing the love letter assigned by your teacher yet. Let’s continue today.”

       Zhan Weiyang straightened his back suddenly.

       Pei Qing’s tone was serious and calm, “It’s better not to procrastinate on your homework, especially when writing articles. You can’t pause for too long; otherwise, your train of thought will be interrupted. Just continue writing now.”

       Zhan Weiyang tightened his grip on the pen, pursed his lips, and said, “I’ve finished writing.”

       “Really?” Pei Qing said, “Show me.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “It has been handed over to the teacher.”

       Pei Qing’s tone was still calm, “Okay, after the teacher has corrected it, show it to me. Can I get it tomorrow?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him with a somewhat panicked expression.

       Pei Qing leaned back in his chair and put one hand casually on the table. He smiled and asked Zhan Weiyang, “What’s wrong, Yangyang?”

       Zhan Weiyang said nothing.

       Pei Qing said, “Don’t be afraid. I promised Uncle to watch over you during self-study and help you with your studies. I just want to do my best to fulfill Uncle’s request. It doesn’t matter if the essay is well-written or not; the key is to know how to improve. What do you think?”

       Zhan Weiyang was very confused.

       Pei Qing raised his hand, touched Zhan Weiyang’s head very gently, and said, “I won’t blame you if I don’t write well.”

       Zhan Weiyang suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt. He lowered his head and whispered, “That’s not homework.”

       Pei Qing came closer, “What did you say?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “The love letter is not an assignment assigned by the teacher. It is something I want to write to others.”

       Pei Qing looked stunned, “Oh, who is it for?”

       Zhan Weiyang shook his head and stopped talking.

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Chapter 6

       Zhan Weiyang sat down and continued to write a love letter to Xie Ling. He was always thinking about the deduction of points in his mind and wrote a little absent-mindedly.

       Pei Qing noticed it and saw that he was stumbling every word as he wrote, so he said, “If you’re not in a hurry, just write it tomorrow.”

       Zhan Weiyang said immediately, “There is no rush.”

       Pei Qing stood up and said to Zhan Weiyang, “Then I’m going back to the room; you go to bed early.”

       Zhan Weiyang also stood up and watched Pei Qing return to the bedside to pick up his book. He waited until he walked to the door and said, “Thank you, Qing ge.”

       Pei Qing smiled and said, “You’re welcome. Good night.” After that, he walked out and closed the door for him.

       Zhan Weiyang immediately sat down and saw that he had almost written more than half of the homework paper. He hesitated for a while and added the words Xie Ling at the beginning, and then added, “I like you. Can you be my boyfriend?” in the last row. My mobile phone number is: 138XXXXXXXX, you can add me on WeChat.” Then, he completed the first love letter in his life with a perfunctory attitude.

       After he took a shower, he lay on the bed, getting ready to go to bed. Zhan Weiyang stared at the ceiling with his eyes open and whispered, “Are you there?”

       No respond.

       He added, “Can you not deduct points from me? I was joking.”

       Still no response.

       Zhan Weiyang turned over and reached out to turn off the lamp on the bedside table. At the same time, he heard the voice telling him, “The user’s score today: 48 points.”

       The light in the room suddenly went out and fell into darkness. Zhan Weiyang simultaneously pulled the quilt over his head, buried his whole body under the quilt, and sighed softly.

       When he went to school the next day, Zhan Weiyang got off the bus and ran to the stationery store opposite the school to buy an envelope.

       He looked at the stationery store for a long time and found that there were so many colourful envelopes with various laces and patterns. Seeing that there were no other students in the store, he secretly chose a pink one with a small heart on it. He went to the boss to check out sheepishly, then stuffed the envelope into his schoolbag and ran towards the school gate.

       While studying in the morning, Zhan Weiyang stuffed the love letter he had written into the envelope. He found that he had no glue, so he borrowed correction tape from the girl at the same table to seal the envelope.

       His deskmate, Zhou Hanyi, usually didn’t talk to him very much, but today, she couldn’t help but come over and ask him what he was doing.

       Zhan Weiyang quickly stuffed the envelope into the desk drawer to prevent Zhou Hanyi from seeing it.

       When the self-study class was over, Zhan Weiyang kicked the chair in front of him, trying to get Chen Youyou’s attention.

       Chen Youyou turned around with an unhappy look on his face and asked him, “What are you doing?”

       Zhan Weiyang lay on the desk, approached Chen Youyou, lowered his voice and said to him, “I have written a love letter to Xie Ling. Will you help me give it to him?”

       Chen Youyou refused without thinking, “I won’t.” After saying that, he turned back and rummaged through the drawer for his new physics question book.

       Zhan Weiyang kicked his chair again.

       Chen Youyou ignored him.

       Zhan Weiyang continued to play.

       Chen Youyou turned around suddenly this time and said in an impatient tone, “What, what are you doing?”

       His voice was a little loud, and many people in the classroom heard it. Immediately, some boys laughed, imitated him, and said, “No, no what not.”

       Chen Youyou’s expression immediately turned a bit unpleasant. He remained silent, burying his head without saying a word. Zhan Weiyang dared not speak either, and the two sat in silence, facing each other for a while.

       The class bell rang at this time, and Chen Youyou stretched out his hand to Zhan Weiyang before the teacher entered the classroom, “Bring it here.”

       Zhan Weiyang immediately handed him the envelope.

       Chen Youyou said, “Go at noon.” After saying that, he turned around, looked down at the pink envelope, and stuffed it into his drawer.

       At noon, most students had lunch in the school cafeteria. After eating, students who lived in the school could return to the dormitory to nap. Day students go back to the classroom to rest on their desks. Some very energetic students would go to the playground to play ball at noon.

       During lunch, Chen Youyou asked Zhan Weiyang, “Why can’t, you give it to him, yourself?”

       Zhan Weiyang was opposite Chen Youyou, and the two of them were sitting in the corner of the cafeteria against the wall. The tables in the cafeteria were all four-person tables with fixed tables and chairs. There was an eight-person table with two tables put together in the middle. Zhan Weiyang and Chen Youyou always liked to sit near the wall because the two seats against the wall were inconvenient to enter, so as long as they sat down, no one would usually come to share a table with them.

       Zhan Weiyang’s situation was slightly better. Chen Youyou was often laughed at because of his stutter, so he never liked to associate with other boys in the class.

       Hearing Chen Youyou’s question at this time, Zhan Weiyang mixed the tomato scrambled eggs and rice with a spoon on the dinner plate and said, “I’m a little scared.”

       Chen Youyou said, “Scared of what?”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t answer.

       Chen Youyou said of him, “You dare to chase a man, but don’t dare to send a love letter?”

       Zhan Weiyang still didn’t speak, silently scooping up a spoonful of rice and putting it into his mouth.

       After a while, Chen Youyou suddenly said to Zhan Weiyang, “Xie Ling.”

       Zhan Weiyang turned around and saw Xie Ling walking towards the cafeteria door from the aisle next to their dining table. The two of them looked up at Xie Ling at the same time, but Xie Ling did not turn his head to look at them until he passed by them.

       He was also wearing a school uniform, a white T-shirt with a blue collar, and a pair of blue trousers on her legs. Xie Ling looked better than others when he wore it, and he had a sassy youthful atmosphere.

       There were two boys and one girl walking with Xie Ling.

       The girl was small in stature and cute in appearance. When she passed by their table, she glanced at Zhan Weiyang and saw that Zhan Weiyang was also looking at her. She also smiled and winked at Zhan Weiyang.

       When they passed by, Chen Youyou said, “Let’s go, stop eating, let’s see where, they go.” After that, he asked Zhan Weiyang to take the dinner plate to the recycling place and hurriedly chased Xie Ling and the others away.

       After Xie Ling finished lunch, he went to the playground with the two boys to play ball for a while.

       Zhan Weiyang and Chen Youyou hid in a dark corner where the sun couldn’t shine, watching him from a distance. Chen Youyou folded the envelope and put it in the pocket of his school uniform. When he was folding it, Zhan Weiyang opened his mouth and held back without stopping him. Now, when he took it out, except for the creases, the pink envelope paper was soaked with Chen Youyou’s sweat.

       Zhan Weiyang glanced at the envelope and then at Chen Youyou.

       Chen Youyou wiped the sweat on his face with his hand and said with some embarrassment, “It’s too hot.”

       Zhan Weiyang thought about it, felt that he was right, and nodded.

       Xie Ling probably just wanted to do some exercise after dinner. After lazily shooting basketballs for a while, he threw the ball to his classmates and walked towards the direction of the school building by himself.

       Zhan Weiyang saw Xie Ling coming over and stretched out his hand to push Chen Youyou.

       Chen Youyou hurriedly ran in the direction of Xie Ling until he stood in front of Xie Ling, blocking Xie Ling’s way.

       Zhan Weiyang saw the two of them talking but couldn’t hear what they were saying. He only saw Xie Ling shaking his head, bypassing Chen Youyou and trying to continue walking forward.

       Chen Youyou refused to give up, forced the envelope into Xie Ling’s hand, then turned around and ran away.

       Xie Ling frowned and looked down at the envelope in his hand for a while, then continued walking forward.

       Chen Youyou had already run back to Zhan Weiyang, and the two of them looked at Xie Ling’s back under the tree.

       Xie Ling walked to the exit of the playground, casually tossing the envelope into the nearby trash bin. Without looking back, he continued walking forward.

       Chen Youyou was startled and turned his head to look at Zhan Weiyang.

       Zhan Weiyang was stunned and asked Chen Youyou, “Did you tell him it was me?”

       Chen Youyou said, “Y-you didn’t say what was written in the letter, I didn’t, say anything, just said, it was a friend of mine.” He was really embarrassed to tell Xie Ling in person that it was a love letter from a boy, so he thought that it was okay to let Xie Ling misunderstand that it was a girl for the time being.

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t say anything anymore and walked forward alone until he walked to the trash can, opened the lid, and picked up the pink envelope that fell on top.

       The envelope was soaked with Chen Youyou’s sweat, and part of the pale pink was turned into rose red, and Xie Ling’s name on it was also blurred.

       Zhan Weiyang took the bad-looking love letter and looked back at Chen Youyou, who was following him. In fact, there was no expression on his face, except that the corners of his eyes and mouth were slightly drooped, and a drop of sweat fell down just past the corners of his eyes.

       Chen Youyou suddenly felt that he was aggrieved and felt uncomfortable in his heart, and said, “Forget it, X-Xie Ling didn’t have a good taste. Let’s next, let’s chase a girl next time, I-I will help you write a love letter, o-okay?”

       Zhan Weiyang said ‘En’ softly, folded the envelopes and put them into the pocket of his school uniform pants.

       After school in the afternoon, Zhan Weiyang bought a lighter at the small supermarket in front of the school. He rode his bicycle home, squatted down by the flower stand in front of his home, lit the lighter and burned the letter.

       When it was halfway burning, Zhan Weiyang heard Pei Qing’s voice behind him, “What are you burning?”

       He turned around suddenly and glanced at Pei Qing in panic. He then turned back and saw that even the writing on the envelope was not burned. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Scrap paper.”

       Pei Qing clearly saw the remaining half of the envelope but said nothing. After Zhan Weiyang burned the entire envelope, he deliberately asked, “It’s not a report card, right?”

       Zhan Weiyang stood up, patted the dust on his hands, and said, “No, there are no exams yet. The school has just started.” He looked up at Pei Qing and asked, “Qing ge is done with work?”

       Pei Qing nodded, “Yeah, I just came back.”

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Chapter 5

       As soon as Pei Qing looked up, he found that Zhan Weiyang was peeking at him with his mobile phone camera. He just glanced over calmly, pretended not to see anything, lowered his head and continued reading.

       Zhan Weiyang was rustling on his side, holding his cell phone to reply to a message. Then he put the cell phone aside, picked up a pen and started working on the questions attentively.

       This time, he was really focused. Although he didn’t know whether he got it right or not, at least he answered one question after another.

       Teachers often said that no matter whether they could answer the question correctly or not during the exam, they must write something so that the teacher marking could give them points. Zhan Weiyang remembered this sentence very well.

       From time to time, the sound of Pei Qing turning the pages of a book could be heard behind him.

       Pei Qing was reading seriously. He would occasionally look up at Zhan Weiyang. Ever since he caught Zhan Weiyang peeking at him with his cell phone, Zhan Weiyang had been burying his head doing questions.

       Zhan Weiyang’s grades were not good; this was what Zhan Weiguang had told him before. In the three years since Pei Qing’s father remarried Zhan Weiyang’s aunt, he had only seen Zhan Weiyang during the Chinese New Year and almost never communicated.

       At first, he thought Zhan Weiyang was introverted, but when he moved into their home this time, he realized that Zhan Weiyang was actually a bit slow.

       He heard that Zhan Pengcheng started from scratch and was very good at doing business. He worked hard from being a small boss to now having a good-sized company. Zhan Weiguang was also smart. He went to the same high school as Zhan Weiyang. At that time, he was a popular figure in the school. He had good grades and was good at sports. He was also good-looking. He was admitted to a prestigious university in a first-tier city in the college entrance examination.

       Why was Zhan Weiyang slow?

       Pei Qing couldn’t figure it out and didn’t ask. In the end, his surname was not Zhan, and he had no blood relationship with the Zhan family. He was not as friendly in his heart as he looked on the outside.

       He would have planned to rent a house if it hadn’t been for his father and stepmother’s insistence. Not only would living in other people’s homes cause trouble to others, but his own life would also be inconvenient.

       Pei Qing turned the page of the book in his hand and raised his head to look at Zhan Weiyang. Zhan Weiyang was poking his head with the cap of his pen sadly, as if he could get the answer to the question with just a poke. Pei Qing lowered his gaze, hesitated a little, put the book aside, stood up, walked behind Zhan Weiyang, and asked, “Do you need help?”

       Zhan Weiyang was startled by Pei Qing’s sudden voice. He looked back and subconsciously pushed the book to the side so that Pei Qing could see the title clearly.

       There was no second chair in the room, so Pei Qing could only bend down and get close to Zhan Weiyang to read the question.

       High school math questions were not that simple, but Pei Qing was good at these questions. He took the scratch paper on the table and the pen to explain to Zhan Weiyang how to solve the problem.

       Zhan Weiyang listened very carefully and kept nodding.

       After Pei Qing finished speaking, he handed the pen back to Zhan Weiyang. When Zhan Weiyang started to write the answers, he stood aside and looked at the homework in front of him. He found that Zhan Weiyang had made more than one question wrong.

       But after Zhan Weiyang finished the question, he didn’t ask him anything, so he walked away silently, returned to the bed and sat down to continue reading his book.

       By the time Zhan Weiyang finished the homework assigned by the teacher, it was already completely dark.

       He put down his pen and stretched. He stood up and walked to the window to take a look outside. He raised his hand to close the curtains. When he came back to sit down at the desk, Zhan Weiyang took out a new exercise book from the drawer. Tear off two pages of paper, carefully spread them out on the table, and solemnly pick up the pen to write a love letter to Xie Ling.

       When Zhan Weiyang was about to write the words ‘Xie Ling’ in the upper left corner, he hesitated and decided to leave it blank first, so he left two spaces at the beginning of the line and wrote ‘Hello’ directly and then he couldn’t continue writing.

       He was not Chen Youyou. He didn’t do his homework well at all. Every time he wrote an essay for an exam, he would rather die than write.

       Zhan Weiyang put down his pen and looked back at Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing quickly noticed his gaze and looked up at him, “What’s wrong?”

       Zhan Weiyang said hesitantly, “The teacher also assigned an essay today.”

       Pei Qing looked at the homework paper he tore off and spread out on the table, smiled slightly, and asked in a gentle tone, “What is it about?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Writing a love letter.”

       Pei Qing’s expression didn’t change at all; he just smiled and said, “Does a Chinese teacher in the second year assign homework to write love letters?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded, “How should I write it? I have never written it before.”

       Pei Qing put the book aside and stood up slowly. He walked to Zhan Weiyang, looked down at the word ‘Hello’ written on his homework paper, and asked, “Do you need me to teach you how to write?”

       Zhan Weiyang said softly, “Thank you, Qing ge.”

       Pei Qing nodded and said, “Wait a moment.”

       He left Zhan Weiyang’s room, pushed a chair over from his own room, sat down next to Zhan Weiyang, then stared at Zhan Weiyang’s homework paper and asked, “Who are you writing to?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “There is no one, just an imaginary object.”

       Pei Qing glanced at him, “Then what kind of girl is the object of your imagination?”

       Zhan Weiyang did not answer immediately. He collected his thoughts before saying, “Tall, good-looking girl with good grades.”

       Pei Qing said, “Do you like girls with good grades?”

       Zhan Weiyang suddenly felt the need to explain. He said, “It’s not that I like it. That’s how it’s required.”

       Pei Qing didn’t understand what he said and asked, “Is it the requirement for homework?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       Pei Qing then said, “Okay then. Does she know you?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Don’t know.”

       Pei Qing tapped Zhan Weiyang’s homework paper with his slender fingers, “Then let’s start with self-introduction.”

       Zhan Weiyang lowered his head and exposed the white section of the back of his neck above his collar. He was holding the pen a little hard and wrote word by word, “I am Zhan Weiyang, Class 3, Grade 2, 17 years old. I am 174 centimetres tall, Aries, blood type B.”

       After he finished writing, he looked up at Pei Qing and asked, “Is this okay?”

       Pei Qing held his forehead with one hand, watched him finish writing in silence, and said, “It doesn’t need to be so detailed.”

       Zhan Weiyang was a little at a loss.

       Pei Qing noticed that he was a little nervous, so he patted his shoulder gently and said, “It’s okay, go ahead. You can write about how you first met her and how you felt at that time.”

       Zhan Weiyang then continued to write, “I met you at the school gate this morning. I thought you were very good-looking, and then I listened to your speech, and your voice was also very nice.” He raised his head, frowned and thought for a while, and he also wrote, “You have good grades, and I think you are very good.”

       Pei Qing saw this and asked him, “Do you like her just because of this?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I don’t like him.”

       As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the cold female voice suddenly say: “The relationship status has been negatively enhanced, and 2 points have been deducted.”

       Zhan Weiyang suddenly stood up from the chair and looked at Pei Qing in panic.

       Pei Qing looked at him in surprise, “What’s wrong?”

       Zhan Weiyang said urgently, “I like him.”

       Pei Qing lowered his eyelashes to cover up the inexplicable feeling towards Zhan Weiyang in his eyes, showed a gentle smile and said, “If you like her, then you like her, don’t be nervous.”

       Zhan Weiyang was obviously still nervous. He was talking to System in his head: I like him, don’t deduct points from me.

       It’s a pity that the System ignored him.

       Pei Qing saw that he was standing, stretched out a hand to him and said, “Yangyang, come sit down, let’s continue writing.” He had called him Weiyang before, but this was the first time he had called Weiyang like how his father and grandma called him, Yangyang. He wanted to appease Zhan Weiyang’s emotions.

       Zhan Weiyang looked at Pei Qing’s hands. Pei Qing’s hands were as beautiful as his own, with slender fingers and clear joints. There was a thin layer of calluses on the palms and fingertips.

       The hand patiently stretched out to Zhan Weiyang, waiting for him. Zhan Weiyang calmed down, took Pei Qing’s hand, and returned to the desk to sit down.

       Pei Qing immediately withdrew his hand, pointed to his homework paper, and said, “Keep writing.”

In chinese he/him is 他 (ta), she/her 她 (ta), that’s why when Pei Qing and Zhan Weiyang talking, Pei Qing didn’t realised that Zhan Weiyang was talking about a male friend and the fact that he didn’t write the name creates further misunderstanding

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Chapter 4

       Chen Youyou’s seat was in the row in front of Zhan Weiyang. In the first half of last semester, the two of them were sitting at the same table. Later, the homeroom teacher discovered that the two of them were always talking in class, so the teacher separated the two. Although the distance was not far, it was always inconvenient to chat in class.

       They changed the time for chatting to between classes.

       Chen Youyou turned around, sat astride the chair and talked to Zhan Weiyang. He said, “Are you crazy?” He had a habit of speaking, and when his sentences were slightly longer, he would pause where he couldn’t help but stutter. to avoid repeating the previous word.

Chen Youyou turned around, straddled the chair, and spoke to Zhan Weiyang. He said, “Are, you crazy?” He had a habit of pausing slightly when his sentences were a bit longer if he couldn’t help but stutter to avoid repeating the previous word.

       Zhan Weiyang frowned slightly. He felt that he was not crazy. It was a request from the System, and it was not what he wanted to do. However, he could not explain it to Chen Youyou. If he really explained it, Chen Youyou would still think he was crazy.

       Chen Youyou said again, “That Xie Ling, isn’t, he a boy?”

       Zhan Weiyang replied, “Yes.”

       Chen Youyou said, “Are you gay?”

       Zhan Weiyang was not very happy, “I’m not.”

       Chen Youyou said, “M-man who l-likes another man, isn’t, he gay?” He couldn’t care less about his stuttering and couldn’t help but be curious.

       Zhan Weiyang retorted, “I don’t like him. I just want to pursue him.”

       Chen Youyou looked at him incomprehensibly, “Why?”

       Zhan Weiyang still couldn’t explain it. He raised a hand to support his face and said with some distress, “Don’t ask about this. Just help me think about whether there is a way?”

       Chen Youyou was not stupid at all. His brain was much more flexible than his mouth, but he just could not express himself fully in words. His grades were good in all subjects, especially in Chinese and English. He was particularly good at writing essays. Perhaps it was because he could not express with his mouth that he used words to convey his emotions.

       At this time, Chen Youyou couldn’t understand what Zhan Weiyang was thinking at all, but they had been classmates in high school for a year, and he had never really understood Zhan Weiyang, so he casually said, “Just go, change, your gender first.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at Chen Youyou with his round, dark eyes.

       Chen Youyou said, “I think Xie Ling likes, girls. He won’t like you. You, go ahead, and change yourself.”

       Zhan Weiyang answered him seriously, “I don’t think it’s possible. My father won’t agree.”

       Chen Youyou nodded, with a serious look on his face, “True.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “What should we do?”

       Chen Youyou’s voice was sonorous and powerful, “Give up.”

       After school in the afternoon, Zhan Weiyang rode a shared bicycle home on the roadside. He rode so fast that the wind poured in from the sleeves of his short-sleeved school uniform, blowing the clothes on his back to bulge.

       He parked the bike at the entrance of the neighbourhood; Zhan Weiyang took out his mobile phone while walking inside. He took another look at Xie Ling’s back and couldn’t help but sigh softly.

       When he returned home, Zhan Weiyang saw that Pei Qing had returned and was standing in the living room talking to Grandma.

       He didn’t know why he was a little afraid of Pei Qing. Maybe Zhan Pengcheng told Pei Qing to help look after him before he left, which made him subconsciously feel that Pei Qing would take care of him, just like an elder in the family.

       Pei Qing turned around and saw him, smiled slightly, and said, “Weiyang is back? Come and have a meal.”

       Auntie Luo put all the food on the table. Zhan Weiyang threw his schoolbag on the sofa and only had time to wash his hands before sitting down at the dining table to have dinner.

       While eating, Grandma asked Zhan Weiyang, “What did Yangyang eat at school for lunch?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Shredded green peppers and potatoes and pork strips stir-fried with yuxiang.” He usually ate in the school cafeteria at noon and didn’t come home to eat until after school in the afternoon.

       Auntie Luo said, “The food in the school cafeteria is not delicious. It’s just a stewed dish.”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t say anything. He thought it was actually quite delicious. After eating in silence for a while, he couldn’t help but raise his head and glance at Pei Qing. Pei Qing had already finished eating and had just put down his chopsticks. He looked up and noticed Zhan Weiyang’s gaze, so he smiled at Zhan Weiyang. As a result, Zhan Weiyang immediately buried his head and continued to eat.

       After dinner, Zhan Weiyang picked up his schoolbag and went upstairs. He heard Pei Qing’s footsteps on the stairs. He couldn’t help but didn’t turn around to look. He quickened his pace and ran up to the second floor. He returned to his room and closed the door.

       Zhan Weiyang walked to the desk and sat down.

       At this time, the sun had not completely set. It shone in through the window, making half of Zhan Weiyang’s face slightly red. He unzipped the schoolbag on his lap, took out two books from it, and then put the schoolbag next to him, opening a book out in front of him.

       Then, Zhan Weiyang picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Chen Youyou, “Do you think I could write him a love letter?”

       Chen Youyou was probably still eating dinner at this time and did not answer him immediately.

       Zhan Weiyang wanted to take another look at Xie Ling’s photo. As soon as he found it in the photo album on his mobile phone, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

       He felt nervous and quickly put the phone on the desk, turned around, stared in the direction of the door and said, “Please come in.”

       The door opened slightly, and Pei Qing stood at the door, holding a small plate with fruit in his hand, and said, “Auntie Luo asked me to bring it to you.”

       As he said that, he walked to Zhan Weiyang and put the plate on the desk.

       Zhan Weiyang looked up at him and said, “Thank you.”

       Pei Qing glanced at the textbooks spread out on Zhan Weiyang’s desk and said to him, “You should rest for a while and eat some fruit. I’ll take a shower and then come to accompany you to study.”

       Zhan Weiyang’s eyes widened instantly, and he said, “Oh.”

       Pei Qing smiled again, turned around and walked outside, closing the door for him when he went out.

       Zhan Weiyang began to eat the fruit nonchalantly. He took off his slippers, raised his feet and sat cross-legged on a chair. When he ate two pieces of apple, he reached for the signature pen in the pen holder on the table with difficulty. With one hand holding the apple and the other holding the pen, he began to work on the exercises assigned by the teacher at the back of the textbook.

       When Zhan Weiyang finished eating all the fruits on the plate, Pei Qing came over after taking a bath.

       Pei Qing had changed into a new outfit, wearing a loose short-sleeved T-shirt and long cotton pyjama pants. With a slight cool mist, he had a professional book in his hand when he came in.

       He walked all the way to the table, stood next to Zhan Weiyang, and looked down at the book he had spread out in front of him.

       Zhan Weiyang’s textbook was still very clean; not a word had been written.

       Pei Qing put a hand on Zhan Weiyang’s shoulder and said, “It’s okay, take your time.”

       Zhan Weiyang noticed that Pei Qing’s palms were very warm. He nodded stiffly and stared at the book in front of him without looking up.

       Pei Qing quickly retracted his hand, left him and sat on the edge of his bed to start reading.

       Zhan Weiyang held a pen and looked at the question for a long time without being able to write anything. Then he couldn’t help but secretly take his phone over, turn on the self-portrait mode of the camera, and point the lens in the direction of Pei Qing behind him.

       Pei Qing lowered his head and was reading seriously.

       Zhan Weiyang wanted to put the phone back, but suddenly, a message tone sounded, and a message notification popped up at the top of the screen. Chen Youyou actually replied to him with two words at this time, “You can.”

Chen Youyou usually stutters when he speaks sometimes and I’m not sure if he stutters or just paused his sentences, but I will try to create some balance on it while praying his part appeared less and less *cough*

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