Translator’s note: Just want to clarify that this red birthmark can also be translated to a red mole or beauty mark. So not some weirdly shaped thing. Just a round dot probably.
Seeing Wen ZhiChu’s incredulous expression, the first year student was somewhat surprised and asked: “What, am I not similar?”
Wen ZhiChu said tactfully: “Perhaps… there’s just a slight difference.”
Saying this, he squeezed his two fingers together and left a tiny gap.
Although he felt more fear towards Qin JiaShu, the other had been his good son for an entire night last night, and also delivered his intoxicated self home.
He didn’t know how he had bumped into Qin JiaShu, but for the other to bring him home despite hating him so much, Wen ZhiChu felt extremely grateful.
Yesterday was his first time as a father, now someone was belittling Qin JiaShu, this was equivalent to cursing right in front of him.
The first year student understood: “It’s not like we’re the same person, those details are not important.”
“……”
[System: Did you see that?]
Wen ZhiChu: “What?”
[System: You should also learn how to see things in others that you don’t have yourself.]
Wen ZhiChu looked at the guy: “QIn JiaShu’s red birthmark?”
[System: …… an inexplicable confidence.]
Wen ZhiChu looked at the first year student. He had already taken the other’s criminal tool, so he should have no way to continue the act.
“If…there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving.”
Saying this, he started to turn and leave.
“Wait.”
Wen ZhiChu turned his head and looked back: “Is there… anything else?”
The first year hesitated somewhat before saying: “Your hatred for Qin JiaShu is famous in this school. You can be considered the primary person opposing Qin Jiashu. I want to recognize you as my big bro and hang with you in the future.”
[System: Hang with you for what? Starving 9 meals out of 3 days?]
“……” Wen ZhiChu refused decisively: “No.”
The first year didn’t understand: “Why?’
Wen ZhiChu with a profound face: “Only cattle and sheep form groups. Predators… predators always act alone.”
The first year student’s eyes lit up: “Your words are so reasonable.”
“It’s not me.”
The first year: ?
“It’s…it’s Mr. Lu Xun.”
“…….”
Saying this, he started to turn and leave again. Unexpectedly, he had only taken a few steps when he heard the first year behind him say in confusion: “Huh? Where’s my glue?”
Looking at the view of Wen ZhiChu’s back, he said: “Did you see my glue?”
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.
Wen ZhiChu forced himself to lie: “I don’t…don’t know. I didn’t take it.”
Ktf olgra sfjg raevfca rjlv klat j rwlif: “Ktja’r agef. Qtb’v ajxf uief obg cb gfjrbc.”
Ktf cfza rfmbcv, atf uief ybaaif ofii bea bo Qfc ItlJte’r qbmxfa.
Uj vj—-
Qfc ItlJte: ……
Ktf olgra sfjg: ……
Qfc ItlJte lcrajcais yfmjwf rbwfktja vewyobecvfv. Ktfc tf tjralis qlmxfv atf uief eq: “P…P tfiqfv sbe olcv la jujlc.”
[System: Tell me the truth. Did you secretly learn how to be shameless behind my back?]
Wen ZhiChu: ……
The first year student stepped forward to take it: “Perhaps you had forgotten it just now.”
Wen ZhiChu followed the staircase down and nodded like a little chick pecking grains. Then, afraid the first year student might still be unwilling to stop, he asked sincerely: “Let’s leave together?”
The first year shook his head: “You can go ahead. After I finish spreading glue on his locker, I’ll go.”
Wen ZhiChu stepped forward to stop him: “This.. this isn’t very good.”
“If you don’t talk and I don’t talk, no one will know.”
“What… what if?”
“Does ‘what if’ even exist here? I definitely won’t say anything about it.” After saying this, the first year student was stunned briefly and then turned to look at Wen ZhiChu.
“…..”
The two people looked at each other speechlessly. The first year student’s eyes widened in shock: “You’re going to talk?!”
“If you… if you don’t do it, then I won’t say anything.”
“You want to stop me?” The first year thought back on this: “You and Qin JiaShu are together?!”
“No…No, I just don’t want you to do the wrong thing.”
“Bullshit. I won’t believe a word you say now, about any person or thing!!”
Wen ZhiChu’s brows jerked: “You you can distrust me, but you can’t distrust Mr. Lu Xun!”
“……”
Saying this, the two people began engaging in an intense struggle over the glue bottle. However, both of them were very timid and didn’t want to create trouble for themselves. Therefore, they didn’t dare to hit for real and only scrambled over the glue bottle to the point of pulling at each other’s clothes and stepping on each other’s feet.
However, there were long benches and cabinets all over the dressing room. With a slight carelessness, the first year student fell to the ground. At that time, his hands grabbed onto Wen ZhiChu’s clothes, so he tugged Wen ZhiChu down as well.
This created quite the noise. The student outside the door, who was planning to come in to change clothes, saw the two people falling to the ground, twisted together in battle, and thought school violence was occurring. They hastily turned around to find a teacher.
After Qin JiaShu finished his competition, he started walking towards the gym. It was here that he saw the Dean rushing over from the direction of the school cafeteria.
Seeing Qin JiaShu, the Dean raised a hand to greet him.
Qin JiaShu asked: “Teacher, did something happen?”
The Dean: “A student reported that people are fighting inside the changing room. I came to see who those two troublemakers are.”
Qin JiaShu handed the Dean a tissue.
The Dean wiped away the sweat on his forehead with a hand: “It’s fine. I don’t need it.”
“Teacher, you have oil on your mouth.”
“……”
The Dean accepted it silently. He’s not embarrassed, but if he didn’t wipe now, he’d be undignified later in front of the students. Immediately afterwards, he walked off in a hurry.
Arriving at the changing room, he pushed open the door abruptly. What entered his eyes immediately was the people on the ground nearby, entangled together in a fight.
Seeing the two people’s constantly waving arms, the Dean stepped forward with a deep frown: “What are you two doing?!!!”
This yell directed stunned the two people on the ground. Wen ZhiChu jolted and hastily looked up.
Seeing his face, the Dean was instantly taken aback. Then his complexion turned unsightly at a speed visible to the naked eye: “Wen ZhiChu, you again!!!”
Wen ZhiChu was somewhat panicked: “No… No……”
However, before he finished trying to explain, he saw Qin JiaShu walking inside behind the Dean.
!!!
Instantly, he no longer dared to look in the Dean’s direction and hastily lowered his head, a look of guilt on his face.
Practically writing the words ‘I committed a wrong’ directly across his face.
Qin JiaShu casually swept his gaze over the two people on the ground. He saw Wen ZhiChu sitting on the other person, hair chaotic and messy. The collar of his school uniform was tugged into a state of disarray, revealing a large area of his shoulder and neck. Under the reflection of the sunlight, it was so fair white, it looked dazzling.
Qin JiaShu unconsciously frowned.
The Dean: “Delivering the love letter last time was bad enough. Now you’re even fighting!!”
“No…no, I’m not.” Wen ZhiChu said with even some hints of grievance.
Seeing this, Qin JiaShu narrowed his eyes.
“Then what are you doing right now?”
The two people had both fallen to the ground. The other was pulling on his collar, he was grabbing the other’s head.
Wen ZhiChu swallowed: “Pulling…pulling a shoot to help it grow.”
The Dean was so angry, he stepped forward and gave Wen ZhiChu a smack over the head: “Do I look like an idiot? Trying to make excuses! Excuses!”
For a second, Wen ZhiChu felt his head was just like a rubber ball. Hugging his head, he ducked backwards.
Seeing him, Skycat Genie tsked and shook its head.
[System: Why the heck did you have to lie to him for no reason.]
Wen ZhiChu pursed his lips in discontent.
[System: He’s the roundworm in your stomach. How could he not know?]
Wen ZhiChu: ……
The Dean looked at the uniform of the student beneath him. Instantly, he almost forgot to breathe: “You’re even bullying a first year?!”
Wen ZhiChu shook his head frantically.
The Dean made the two people stand up: “Talk, were you guys fighting just now?”
Unexpectedly, when the first year student stood up, he instantly threw an arm around Wen ZhiChu’s shoulder and said in a loud and resounding voice: “No!”
Wen ZhiChu!
Wen ZhiChu turned his head and took a sneak peek at the other. The other was also looking at him. Their expressions both had a wretched sense of mutual understanding.
Perhaps they both knew what they’d face if they admitted it.
Wen ZhiChu understood and raised his hand to rest on the other’s shoulder, creating the false appearance like they were close bros. Then he forced the corners of his mouth into a huge grin.
The Dean frowned: “Then what were you guys doing just now?!”
Saying this, he looked at the two people’s collars, which were both crooked from the pulling and yanking.
For a second, the first year student couldn’t think of any excuses. Looking at his own wide-open collar, he said: “Looking at the birthmark on my neck.”
The Dean clearly didn’t believe it. He looked towards Wen ZhiChu: “What’s so interesting about a birthmark?!”
The first year student puffed up his chest: “It’s the same as Qin JiaShu’s.”
The Dean: ……
Wen ZhiChu: ……
For a moment, the Dean was speechless. He took a deep breath: “You yanked on his collar to look, just because he has a birthmark the same as Qin JiaShu’s?”
For a second, Wen ZhiChu felt his ears flush red. Then he said, to reduce the seriousness of the situation: “Ye…yes.”
The Dean stared unblinkingly at Wen ZhiChu. It’s not that he held any animosity towards this child. It’s just right now, Wen ZhiChu had no parents so there’s no guidance or company at home. If he didn’t show concern now towards this child, and something happened in the future, no one would be there to back him up. Right now, the best option was to help Wen ZhiChu correct all of his bad habits.
The Dean pulled Wen ZhiChu over. Seeing him with his head lowered, the dean asked: “You really weren’t fighting?”
Wen ZhiChu pressed his lips together, not knowing if that counted or not.
[System: At most the two of you were just pulling pigtails a second ago.]
“……” Wen ZhiChu: “No…no I wasn’t.”
“Then why were you looking at his birthmark for no reason?”
The first year student: “I said that my birthmark is the same as Qin JiaShu’s. He was curious so he took a quick look.”
For a second, Wen ZhiChu even wanted to die.
“Just because of that?”
Wen ZhiChu nodded.
The Dean was speechless for a moment, not knowing why students this age all had such strange interests.
At this time, the youth had his head lowered, his fair white fingers twisted tightly together. Qin JiaShu looked down at him. Right now, he knew better than anyone that Wen ZhiChu liked him. However, to look at someone else’s birthmark which was the same as his… this was something he never expected.
Seeing both parties claiming they weren’t fighting, the Dean finally let out a sigh of relief. Then he lectured Wen ZhiChu a bit more before leaving.
For a second, only the three people remained inside the changing room. The air seemed to congeal.
Qin JiaShu gave the two people a sideways glance. Wen ZhiChu and the first year student instantly trembled.
Gaze landing on the hand resting on Wen ZhiChu’s shoulder, Qin JiaShu felt somewhat displeased internally.
Qin JiaShu looked at it. After getting that absurd idea yesterday night, he already knew his own intentions. Wen ZhiChu liked him. Subconsciously, he had also separated the other into a certain territory in his mind. He’s allowed to not want Wen ZhiChu, but others were not allowed to touch either.
He was displeased first, because of the other student’s hand and second, because of his own thought process.
He said with a smile: “Do you two need something?”
The smile was filled with a sliver of coldness. The two people shook their heads in unison and hastily left the changing room together.
After seeing Qin JiaShu in the flesh, the first year student said with a renewed vigor: “I feel like there is still some difference between the two of us.”
Wen ZhiChu gave him a glance: “The difference between buying something online and receiving it in person?”
I love the dean! 🤣🤣🤣🤣
Hahahaha, why do I hope this first year who looks like a cheap knock off of Qin Jiashu be a recurring part of Wen ZhiChu’s life, HAHAHAH. IT CAN’T GET ANY MORE DOGBLOODED THAN THAT HAHAHA. Imagine our ML thinking our MC found a stand-in because he rejected him and feels conflicted over this. Pfft hahahaha all these misunderstandings just keep piling up that there are no more pits to dig for ZhiChu.
Hahahaha Still cute as ever ZhiChu
Misunderstanding are a scary thing 🤣 but somewhat cute at the same time?
Go father Dean 😆
Thank you for the update ❤️💯
I misunderstand you: you misunderstand me. The dean has entirely a different language….. Thanks for the update 🤣❤️😳
“He’s allowed to not want Wen Zhichu, but others were not allowed to touch either.”
Careful your possessiveness is showing <3
ok but where is the author getting all these jokes from🤣
Righttttt they’re hilarious!!
Embarrassing moment aside… Did he remember to grab the towel? 🤣
Ohoho~ (￢‿￢ )
Thank You for the new chapter ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡)˚๐*˟ ♡
I love this story so much 🤣🤣🤣
Thanks for the translations!!
Omg that last line… Burn!
Pffft so embarrassing!! Thank you so much for your hard work!
savage!
thanks for the chapter!