In the evening, as Tong Xiaosong and Zhi Xian reached the doorstep, someone leaned out from the second-floor window of the neighbor’s house: “Xiaosong!”
Tong Xiaosong followed the voice, looking puzzled, and saw the excited face of Wang Yu.
Zhi Xian narrowed his eyes, silently staring at Wang Yu.
Tong Xiaosong instantly broke out in a cold sweat, hastily turning to look at Zhi Xian, awkwardly saying, “I think I might be hallucinating. Let’s go inside.”
Wang Yu exclaimed, “Xiaosong! I’ve moved in next door to you! From now on, we can go to school together!”
Zhi Xian remained still. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he dispersed the aura of killing intent, his lips curling slightly. He said, “Hmm, I might have hallucinated too. Let’s go inside.”
Tong Xiaosong: …?
He followed Zhi Xian into the house, but the strange feeling lingered.
Why did Zhi Xian suddenly change his attitude?
When things deviate from the norm, there must be something amiss. Tong Xiaosong tightened his nerves even further.
Nothing happened that evening.
The next morning, as they left for school, Wang Yu also came out with his backpack, greeting Tong Xiaosong.
Tong Xiaosong ignored him, but he didn’t seem to mind, trailing behind them like a puppy.
As they neared the school, Zhi Xian glanced back, his voice cold, “Let me give you some advice: stay away from us.”
Wang Yu not only didn’t listen but also rolled his eyes at Zhi Xian. “It’s my rented house. I’ll live wherever I want!”
Tong Xiaosong found Wang Yu so annoying, and Zhi Xian must be angry again.
He glanced at Zhi Xian sneakily, only to unexpectedly find Zhi Xian’s face devoid of any signs of anger. He was even smiling.
It wasn’t a cold or fake smile but rather a smirk, like the grin of someone watching their prey fall into a trap…
Tong Xiaosong silently lowered his gaze. Could it be that Zhi Xian had done something?
No, that couldn’t be. He had been with Zhi Xian all the time, and Zhi Xian couldn’t possibly have had time to do anything.
And now, Wang Yu seemed fine too.
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.
Was it him who was mistaken…perhaps?
***
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Everyone else: …?
Wu Mabo forced a laugh. “Haha…ha…you’re kidding, right?”
Zhi Xian raised an eyebrow, locking eyes with Wu Mabo. “I’m serious.”
Wu Mabo: …Why do I have a bad feeling about this?
Wen Dong: …Bad feeling +1
Seeing that neither of the two opposite dared to ask further, Tong Xiaosong felt he had to speak up.
Although Wang Yu was indeed very annoying, if Zhi Xian wanted to fight him, Tong Xiaosong wouldn’t stop him.
But… the thought of his three former roommates’ deaths flashed through his mind, sending shivers down his spine. Wang Yu didn’t deserve to die for his actions!
Especially not in such cruel ways.
“Zhi Xian, why are you suddenly so forgiving?”
Zhi Xian raised an eyebrow, smiling as he focused on Tong Xiaosong, asking, “Do you think of me as a petty person?”
Tong Xiaosong: …Seems like I said the wrong thing.
“I mean, I mean, don’t you… want to fight Wang Yu? I want to fight him.”
“I don’t want to fight him.” Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, Zhi Xian chuckled and said, “I want to kill him.”
Everyone: …!
Seeing the horrified expressions of the three, Zhi Xian smiled again and spoke gently, “But now we live in a society governed by law. Murder is illegal, so I won’t act impulsively. I’ll just endure.”
Everyone: …We don’t believe you.
At this moment, someone stood by their table, looking up—it was Wang Yu, holding a bunch of colas.
Wu Mabo stared blankly at Wang Yu and muttered, “I can’t save you anymore…”
Wang Yu didn’t pay attention to what Wu Mabo said. All his attention was on Tong Xiaosong. He smiled and placed the colas on the table. “I’ll treat you all to cola!”
With that, he pulled out a fresh rose from his pocket, tied it to one of the cola bottles, and pushed the bottle towards Tong Xiaosong. “Flowers complement beauties.”
Everyone: …
Zhi Xian smiled, “Your flowers… for my beauty?”
Tong Xiaosong blinked, his face cold as he pushed the cola back and stood up. “I’m full, Zhi Xian, let’s go.”
Zhi Xian agreed and stood up. As he rose, he gazed at Wang Yu, his lips curling into a smile. “With a face full of peach blossoms, you seem to be in good spirits lately. Congratulations in advance.”
Wang Yu: …?
Everyone: …
Tong Xiaosong tugged at Zhi Xian’s clothes and whispered, “If you’re really angry, let’s just beat him up.”
Zhi Xian chuckled, “Why should I be angry? I’m not. It’s his fate. It’s not you. Let’s go.”
After the two left, Wang Yu sat down, puzzled. “What’s wrong with him? Did I make him so angry that he’s talking nonsense?”
Wu Mabo exclaimed in despair, “I’m so fucking impressed with you! Can you stop bothering Zhi Xian? Do you really like Tong Xiaosong so much? How come I didn’t see that you liked Tong Xiaosong so much? Can you please stop competing with Zhi Xian?”
Wang Yu’s face turned cold in displeasure. “I’m not competing. I just like Tong Xiaosong! What’s so great about Zhi Xian? He’s like green tea in tea and a white lotus among flowers. Besides putting on airs, what else can he do? All he does is smile every day, with that annoying smirk on his face. How can he be worthy of Tong Xiaosong’s innocence and purity?”
Wu Mabo sighed deeply. “Tong Xiaosong is not innocent. You are the one who’s innocent, my child! Dad really can’t save you!”
Wen Dong sighed, “Wang Yu, you misunderstand Zhi Xian. We admit that he doesn’t seem sincere when he smiles, but that’s because you have eyes for Tong Xiaosong, so he dislikes you. But based on what we’ve been through together, he’s a good person. He has done good things.”
Wang Yu didn’t believe it. “A good person? What have you been through together? What good things has he done? Tell me, I want to hear.”
Wen Dong: …
Wu Mabo wanted to be frank with Wang Yu. He asked, “Do you believe in ghosts?”
Wang Yu sneered, “I believe in your fucking mouth!”
Wu Mabo: …
Wen Dong massaged his temples, never feeling so troubled before.
Wu Mabo rubbed his face and took a deep breath. “Forget it, we can’t save you. Next year, I’ll go burn incense for you. Farewell…”
***
Walking back to the school building, Tong Xiaosong hesitated for a long time before finally asking.
“Zhi Xian, is it true what you said about Wang Yu’s fate?”
Zhi Xian smiled, “Of course it’s true.”
Tong Xiaosong looked at Zhi Xian carefully, with some confusion in his eyes. “…But your smile, it’s strange.”
“Strange?” Zhi Xian chuckled and touched the corner of his mouth with his finger. “Really? I’m clearly happy. In a few days, he probably won’t have time to bother you anymore.”
Tong Xiaosong breathed a sigh of relief. That’s good then. As long as he doesn’t come bothering him and doesn’t end up dead, everything’s fine.
***
On that evening, Wang Yu was both on the phone complaining about Zhi Xian to his friends and tidying up his clothes.
“That guy Zhi Xian, haven’t you noticed? He’s so hypocritical. If he doesn’t want to smile, then don’t. He clearly hates me, yet he still smiles at me. It’s disgraceful for a man to be like that!”
As he spoke, he pulled out a bright red bra from the pile of clothes, looking at it with confusion.
Where did this come from?
Moreover… it seemed to have been worn before.
He leaned in to sniff it, a scent wafting into his nostrils, causing his eyes to instantly become glazed over. “I’ve got something to deal with, let’s talk later.”
The person on the other end of the call sounded puzzled, “Something’s up? Why do you sound a bit off?”
Before he could finish his sentence, Wang Yu had already hung up the phone.
His mind went blank, his eyes fixed, slowly turning to walk towards the living room.
Sitting on the sofa in the living room was a woman wearing a red dress, with delicate eyebrows, phoenix eyes, vermilion lips, and a seductive figure.
Reflected in Wang Yu’s eyes was the figure in red, as if everything else around had disappeared. He murmured in fascination, “You’re so beautiful…”
HAHAHHAHA THE WAY ZHI XIAN WAS LIKE “i dont want to fight him” THEN “i sant to kill him” PLSS I CACKLEDD HAHAHAHA wang yu walked into his own trap.. thats all his problem
Bruh….walking after beauties and then he talks about liking someone😆 he’s gonna be dead soon
Thanks for the chapter!
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