The winter breeze was bleak. The gust of wind felt like knives on the face. Seeing some teardrops that have yet to be wiped away still remaining on Meng Yan’s face, Wen ZhiChu turned slightly to block the wind for her.
He has never dated before. Up to this point, the only thing he’s done was kissing Qin JiaShu, who was even a guy. He didn’t know how to cheer a girl up at all. Seeing Meng Yan’s heartbroken look, he twisted his fingers together.
Then he recalled some words of wisdom.
“Meng Yan……”
Meng Yan looked at him with red eyes.
Wen ZhiChu pointed at the leafless tree in front of them: “Look at that tree. What…comes to mind?”
Meng Yan looked up to check. After a while, she couldn’t think of anything and turned to look at Wen ZhiChu.
Wen ZhiChu took a deep breath. I’m sorry, Dean.
[System: Why are you apologizing to him?]
The next second, Wen ZhiChu continued to say: “It looks like the Dean’s head.”
Skycat Genie: ……
Recalling the Dean’s Mediterranean Sea, Meng Yan couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Skycat Genie looked at this scene of a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse and instantly became speechless.
[System: Who would have thought it’d actually work.]
Wen ZhiChu: “Of course, ancient words of wisdom are constant, unchanging.”
Skycat Genie: ?
“Happiness is based on the suffering of others.”
Last time when he was comforting Mu Qing in the neighboring city of District 6, he had used himself as the painful example to help the other recover her mood.
It can be seen that this technique was extremely effective.
[System: Then why did you transfer the pain onto the Dean this time?]
Wen ZhiChu lowered his head bashfully: “Wanted to treat myself better.”
Skycat Genie: ……
A world was created where only the Dean got hurt.
Meng Yan originally planned to recite an essay about the pains of one’s youth to commemorate her lost love, but it couldn’t be helped that the weather was too cold. Even talking resulted in teeth chattering. The atmosphere was lacking so she had no choice but to drop it.
After the two left, they each returned to their individual dorms. Even the air in the empty dorm room was ice-cold. Wen ZhiChu hastily found the temperature controller and started the warm air.
About 5 minutes later, when the warm air dispersed throughout the dorm room, Wen ZhiChu finally took off his heavy outer coat. Like a slippery fish, he dove into the blankets in an instant.
He looked at the time. Qin JiaShu will probably take five more minutes to return.
Internally, he counted the time. 5 minutes later, not early or late, Qin JiaShu pushed open the door and walked inside.
The opening of the door brought a wave of fleeting cold air. Wen ZhiChu popped a head out of the blankets.
Ever since they established their titleless relationship, Wen ZhiChu always waited for Qin JiaShu to come back before sleeping.
It’s not that he was waiting for the other to come back to do something, but rather it’s just comforting to catch a glance of the other.
Qin JiaShu looked at Wen ZhiChu with his deep, profound eyes. Without saying anything, he walked to his bed. It wasn’t his misconception. During this period of time, Wen ZhiChu has been more reliant on him than before.
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Not the kind of dependence that involved wanting Qin JiaShu to solve his problems. Rather, it was more like a psychological need for companionship. In the past, no matter how he tutored Wen ZhiChu, the other wouldn’t come find him over something trivial as just wanting to share the result of his grades.
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But gradually, there were times when his desire became uncontrollable, like right now. The image of Wen ZhiChu coming in search of him this morning refused to disperse from his mind. Those eyes bright with the light of delight, holding the test papers for him to see, urgently wanting to share his happiness with him.
Like he was the other’s first choice.
“Wen ZhiChu.”
Wen ZhiChu, who had originally closed his eyes, heard Qin JiaShu call him and moved slightly in the blankets. He turned his head to look at Qin JiaShu, a pair of eyes big and round: “What’s the matter……”
Right now, he spoke much better with Qin JiaShu; Slowly his speech became coherent.
Looking at the small face resting on the pillow, Qin JiaShu didn’t show any emotions on his face: “Are you cold?”
Wen ZhiChu shook his head honestly and asked in return: “Are you cold?”
“En.”
The deep, heavy voice let out a syllable, then deliberately guided the topic onto the main point: “The blanket I have is a bit thin.”
Wen ZhiChu looked towards the other’s blanket. The material was soft and expensive. Who would have thought it didn’t maintain heat.
Then Wen ZhiChu got up and looked at the other in concern: “It’s fine. I can…help you.”
The next second, Wen ZhiChu lifted the blankets. A light flashed across Qin JiaShu’s eyes.
He was just about to get up and walk over when he saw Wen ZhiChu get out of bed and walk next to the table.
Beep—
Heat temperature: 28 Celsius.
Qin JiaShu: ……
After Wen ZhiChu adjusted the temperature, he turned to look towards Qin JiaShu: “Is it a bit better……”
Qin JiaShu said with a cold and stiff voice: “Thank you.”
Wen ZhiChu lowered his head in embarrassment: “No problem. I’m happy to help.”
Qin JiaShu: ……
After Wen ZhiChu adjusted the temperature, he laid down obediently. Not long afterwards, he felt a corner of the blanket being lifted. The one person bed instantly became cramped.
Wen ZhiChu jumped in shock and hastily turned to look. He looked directly into Qin JiaShu’s eyes.
“Why… why are you…here… I……”
Qin JiaShu looked at him: “How come you’re stuttering.”
Although Wen ZhiChu spoke much better in front of others right now, when he gets nervous or panicked, he still subconsciously has trouble speaking.
The warmth of Wen ZhiChu’s body assaulted Qin JiaShu’s senses. Afraid of squishing him, Qin JiaShu picked Wen ZhiChu up and placed him on top of his body.
Wen ZhiChu was somewhat afraid to look directly at the other: “Why…why did you get in here?”
Qin JiaShu used the same excuse: “Cold.”
Seeing Wen ZhiChu’s evasive eye expression, Qin JiaShu spoke calmly without any fluctuations in his tone, as if everything was because of coldness, without any selfish desires: “Why are you embarrassed?”
Wen ZhiChu buried his head and didn’t speak.
“What haven’t we done?”
Shocked, Wen ZhiChu hastily went to cover Qin JiaShu’s mouth.
Squabbling over there, saying: “It was just…just kissing, that’s all.”
After saying this, he felt a wave of guilt internally.
Qin JiaShu knew how to control the situation precisely: “Won’t do it anymore after changing blankets tomorrow.”
Sure enough, after Wen ZhiChu heard this excuse, he behaved.
Raising his head, he looked wide-eyed at Qin JiaShu: “Really?”
“En.”
Despite not showing anything on his face, he was suffering immensely internally. Qin JiaShu squeezed his eyes shut: “Go to sleep.”
Wen ZhiChu could feel the throbbing inside the other’s chest, like it was sounding next to his ear. It was impossible to sleep even with his eyes closed. He secretly raised his head to stare at Qin JiaShu.
Unconsciously, he actually did manage to fall asleep. When he woke up again, he was being called awake by Qin JiaShu. Drowsily, Wen ZhiChu opened his eyes. After getting dressed properly, he planned to walk out of the dorm room with Qin JiaShu.
Before going out the door, QIn JiaShu raised his hand and tugged up the clothes around Wen ZhiChu’s neck: “Cover well.”
It wasn’t until Wen ZhiChu was bundled into a round ball that they finally walked out.
Returning to the classroom, there was still some time before class started. Wen ZhiChu took off the heavy, cumbersome outer coat and planned to study. 2nd-to-last moved a chair next to him: “Wen-son, how are you planning to pass New Year’s Eve?”
Wen ZhiChu looked at him in confusion and said tentatively: “Live through it?”
2nd-to-last: ……
“There’s a dinner party with friends after school that evening, do you want to go?”
New Year’s Day was the only holiday for the Year 3 students in Yizhong. They still needed to go to school for New Year’s Eve.
Thinking about the holiday the next day on the 1st, where he didn’t need to get up early, Wen ZhiChu nodded and agreed.
2nd-to-last: “Alright, I spoke with Mu Qing and them as well. Counting you, there are four people. Mu Qing said she might invite a few as well, but all people you know.”
Wen ZhiChu nodded.
Then 2nd-to-last noticed something weird. Looking at Wen ZhiChu’s neck, which was covered by his collar, there was an exposed portion of his skin that was an unnatural dark red color, but it didn’t look like it was caused by the freeze. Because he couldn’t figure out what caused it, 2nd-to-last frowned deeply.
“Wen-son.”
Wen ZhiChu: “What…?”
“What’s going on with your neck here?” They were good bros so 2nd-to-last wasn’t shy. Saying this, he flipped open a part of the other’s collar. A good sized dark red patch was instantly exposed on Wen ZhiChu’s fair-white neck, looking very eye-catching.
Wen ZhiChu was confused, not knowing what’s going on with his neck.
Skycat Genie warned him.
[System: There’s a red mark on your neck.]
There was a sudden boom in Wen ZhiChu’s head. He practically subconsciously recalled the itch to his neck during his afternoon nap. He recalled drowsily hearing that deep, heavy voice next to his ear.
“Will be done in a second.”
Seeing 2nd-to-last’s curious gaze, Wen ZhiChu instantly became so nervous it was hard to speak coherently: “I…I……”
“What happened, such a large red imprint.”
Wen ZhiChu instantly flushed; “A bug… a bug bit it.”
2nd-to-last was shocked: “There are bugs in the middle of winter?!”
“Isn’t… there a phrase?”
“What phrase?”
“Winter bugs, summer grass.”
[System: Can you say something more believable?]
Wen ZhiChu: ……
However, the next second, the 2nd-to-last said in enlightenment: “So it’s like that.”
Skycat Genie: ……
[System: I finally know why you guys are friends.]
Wen ZhiChu: “Why?”
[System: One is not afraid to speak; the other is not afraid to believe.]
Wen ZhiChu, bashful.
[System: Otherwise, it would be hard for your friendship to last long.]
Wen ZhiChu: ……
The day of New Year’s Eve came closer and closer. Wen ZhiChu knew that Mu Qing would invite other friends, but he never imagined that Mu Qing would invite Zhou Qing. Thinking that the entire activity room was going, it would be strange for Qin JiaShu to not go; so she invited him as well. Qin JiaShu, on the other hand, had no interest, but he didn’t decline either.
Mu Qing was shocked: “Who would have imagined that Qin JiaShu would actually agree to the invitation.”
Mu Qing’s deskmate was especially happy: “Qin JiaShu, a hottie, alright!!!”
To the side, Zhou Qing has already seen through everything.
On the day of New Year’s Eve, Ji FengChang grabbed Qin JiaShu by the collar and dragged him back, not letting him go: “You heartless man. Do you know what day is today? You’d actually eat outside. Do you even love me anymore?!”
“It’s New Year’s eve. Why are you going out to eat, why aren’t you coming home? If you go, what am I supposed to do with my game? I fucking already bragged to everyone.”
“You asshole, you’d actually ditch me.”
Who wouldn’t go have fun during New Year’s eve? In the past years, he has always gone to the clubhouse with Qin JiaShu. Today, Qin JiaShu had other plans, so he was left all by himself. Didn’t this indicate to others that he had no friends?!
Looking at Ji FengChang, who was shedding tears with his nose dripping, Qin JiaShu raised a hand and squeezed the center of his brows.
“What kind of expression is that? Are you annoyed with me? Am I more important or is your romance more important!?”
Seeing him not answering, Ji FengChang: “Muddle-headed despot, you muddle-headed despot!”
“Even if you aren’t thinking of me, think of the little piglet in your house. If you don’t return, wouldn’t he be crying and screaming in the middle of the night?!”
Qin JiaShu, helplessly: “You’re also going.”
Stunned for a moment, Ji FengChang got up and patted dust off his butt: “Then let’s go.”
Qin JiaShu: ……
TN Note: The title strawberry is for the hickey on WZC’s neck.
So quick to switch up Ji FengChang! 😂
Oh JFC… 😂
Thank You for the new chapter (♡ ὅ ◡ ὅ )ʃ♡
Thanks for the chapter!
Ji fengchang’s antics rly make me laugh 😂
Not Wen Zhichu turning up the warmer hahahahaha 😂
lmaooo
thanks for the chapter!
ah!~ a hickey!
in his sleep no less~! sir needs to calm down