He braced himself and ignored Xing Ye. Since he saw the teacher had already found him out and there was nowhere left for him to hide, he was about to make his way to the front to write.
As he stood up, he wanted to pull his hand back.
But he didn’t expect that as soon as he started pulling, he couldn’t pull it back. He didn’t prepare to be dragged back down again.
“?” Sheng Renxing was shocked, and thought that Xing Ying must not be very awake yet.
The teacher and all the other students all looked at them, but he didn’t want any of these people to pick up on these movements so he didn’t look at Xing Ye. He just put more force into yanking his hand back and discretely twisted his wrist in Xing Ye’s grip.
Xing Ye still didn’t let go.
“… …”
He flipped his hand over, squeezing the bones in Xing Ye’s hand hard, trying to force him to let go of him. However, Xing Ye had prepared for this outcome and was ready to quickly move his hand away and then grab his hand again, clenching tightly with him, his fingertips even scraping his palm.
This grandson is absolutely doing this on fucking purpose!
Sheng Renxing’s scalp went numb and he couldn’t resist turning to stare straight at Xing Ye. Is he crazy?
But Xing Ye only rested his chin on his hand and stared back. His expression was the same as the other students, staring at him with a “not my business” look, his eyes half-lidded and a little hint of a smile.
At the front, the teacher saw how he still hadn’t gotten up yet and couldn’t resist asking: “What?”
The classmates also showed puzzled expressions. Whenever Sheng Renxing thought about how Xing Ye was still “harassing” him right under their noses, he felt numb, his heart beat faster, and his face flushed red.
He pinched Xing Ye as hard as he could to vent his anger, and before giving up and looking to the teacher with a sullen face: “I don’t think this question needs to be explained.”
He carefully controlled his expression, unfeeling and expressionless: “Too easy.”
“?” the teacher reacted as soon as he spoke.
The other students: “… …” Fuck!
Sheng Renxing heard a soft chuckle from Xing Ye beside him.
He closed his eyes and in his mind, he pictured murdering Xing Ye.
The teacher, who was embarrassed for a moment on the podium, finally explained the problem to the students by himself.
The other students who were watching the excitement all withdrew their gazes one by one under Sheng Renxing’s fierce gaze.
Sheng Renxing immediately turned his head, ready to go to war, but Xing Ye quickly let go of his hand first, his fingers flexing as he looked down at the red fingerprints on his knuckles.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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“Why are you minding my business?” He looked at Xing Ye and rolled his eyes.
“Why shouldn’t I mind?” Xing Ye said.
Sheng Renxing was shocked.
“The one you were touching was me, right?” He glanced down at his legs.
“… …” Sheng Renxing lifted his hand to cover his face: “I wasn’t touching you!”
He said it like SHeng Renxing was a pervert or something!
“Then what were you doing just now?” Xing Ye questioned.
Sheng Renxing: “… …” He opened his mouth, but he couldn’t come up with a reason and he found it difficult to speak.
“Oh,” Xing Ye reached into his pocket and touched his phone: “You wanted to steal it back?”
Sheng Renxing: “…’What stealing, this is originally mine!”
Xing Ye suddenly changed his demeanor, took out his mobile phone, and put it on the table: “I’ll return it to you.”
As if afraid that he would not be at ease, he looked down and said coldly: “I didn’t look inside.”
“… …” Sheng Renxing: “You’re doing this on purpose, right?”
Xing Ye glanced at him, did not speak, and turned his head to look out the window with his face propped up.
“… …”
Fuck! Where did you learn all these tricks!
Five seconds later, Sheng Renxing conceded defeat: “Stop making a fuss, I really can’t stand this type.’ He licked his lips: “’Just now… I didn’t want to take the phone! I’m just, I saw your pants were dirty, I wanted to help you wipe it off!” He forced himself to finish talking. He looked at Xing Ye, his eyes unconsciously falling on the small mole under the root of the other party’s ear, which was looming in the midst of his hair and trembling slightly.
“?”
Sheng Renxing grabbed Xing Ye’s shoulder and turned him around to face him.
And saw the smile that couldn’t be hidden on his face.
He kept his face cold, he started to make his way back to his own classroom.
As his seatmate, Chen Ying made room for him to pass, looking like he wanted to say something, but also remembering how Sheng Renxing had asked him “do you want to keep living?” this morning and so had a constipated look on his face.
The fatty in front of them didn’t care much and turned his head to ask: “Ge, you’re so cool!”
“What?” Sheng Renxing looked at him.
“You just directly rejected Teacher Jia, saying that the question he wanted you to solve is way too fucking simple to even calculate!”
“?” Sheng Renxing thought about it and was sure he had not used so many expletives.
As he spoke, the Fatty lifted his phone and pointed it at him: “It’s going crazy on the forum, Sheng-ge, is this real or fake, it’s too awesome.”
Sheng Renxing frowned and looked at the phone: “What are you shooting?”
“He’s live-broadcasting!” Chen Ying used this as the opportunity to interject: “He’s using you as entertainment!”
“Roll roll roll.” Fatty laughed a “hehe” as he explained: “’You’re so photogenic, I can’t hold back!” But after looking at Sheng Renxing’s face again, he put the phone down.
“It seems like you have a lot of free time?” Sheng Renxing put on a fake smile, but he didn’t even have the energy to be angry anymore.
The two of them started messing around again and Fatty made a dark accusation: “He started a rumour of you dating someone and he also said that your current temperature is just as cloudy and uncertain as a woman’s.
Chen Yin: “You’re farting, when did I…”
Before he finished speaking, he was cut off by Sheng Renxing, who sneered: “Am I cloudy or uncertain? Why don’t you talk about Xing Ye? The best face-changing masters of this age look at him and cry for not discovering his talent earlier.”
When he finished speaking, the three of them was suddenly silent for a long time.
“……”
“……”
Chen Ying opened his mouth weakly: “We said you were dating, why would we bring up Xing Ye?”
Sheng Renxing: “… …” For a fleeting moment he thought about it and wanted to deny it, and deny himself at the same moment, but denying is to conceal something and he never thought this was something he needed to hide.
WIthout talking about the surrounding people, his sexuality was at least half-open at his old school and who dared come up to him and say a word?
So, after staying silent for two or three more seconds, he said with exasperatingly slow speed: “Because your Xing-ge ust performed for me this morning and it’s very clear in my memory.” Saying that, he smiled at Chen Yin pleasantly: “Speaking of which, the crest should go to you.”
Chen Ying: “? ? ? !”
He waved his hands repeatedly, his face full of horror: “No no no, don’t bring me up, I’m not worthy to be in your story!”
As soon as he heard it, he knew it wasn’t going to be something good.
Xing Ye had originally only been teasing him, and in the afternoon he was going to return the phone to him.
Before going, he bought a lollipop and wanted to bring it to Sheng Renxing as well.
“Where is he?” But he couldn’t find Sheng Renxing anywhere in the classroom and so he asked the never-changing, eternally repeating-a-year student in the hallway to play Millennium Kill with him.
Just as it was getting exciting, he was suddenly called by Xing Ye. He was shocked for a moment, before regaining his composure and eagerly running over to him.
“I don’t know, maybe he’s been called away again?” Chen Ying scratched his head, all of a sudden not quite certain. Although they were all high school students, whenever he was in front of Xing Ye, he couldn’t help but be nervous. Maybe this was just a gang leader aura!
Furthermore, with the ambiguous statement Sheng Renxing had made that morning, he was even more nervous to speak.
Seeing Xing Ye look at him without speaking, he thought about it and tentatively said: “Or I can help you call him?”
“No need,” Xing Ye put his hands in his pockets, one of his hands flashing past in front of him: “his phone is here with me.”
“Oh,” Chen Yin replied, stunned, and it was only after Xing Ye walked away that he felt a little strangeness from the action he had just done.
After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly realised that the action was a bit similar to the action that Cui Xiaoxiao had done in front of a girl in another class.
“… …” He was silent for half a moment, and suddenly shivered.
On the other side, Xing Ye looked around, including the teacher’s office and the teaching office, but he didn’t see his person and he still had the phone.
It was like this wasn’t a big deal at all and he prepared to go back to his classroom and sleep.
Who knew that as soon as the stairs turned, he saw that Sheng Renxing, who he had been looking for a long time, was standing in the stairwell, talking to a girl.
Looks like author’s brewing vinegar again!
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Smells like trouble!!
Thanks for the chapter!! :3
thanks for the chapter <3