Part 2
“As long as you can tell I treat you well and still consider me a friend, I’m willing to do anything.”
“But I really can’t repay you.”
“I don’t want you to repay me. You have so many fans supporting you on Blue Book, do you have to repay all of them?”
Wen Rong opened his mouth but couldn’t speak. Shi Ye gave him an example. “Put it another way. If my fans buy my autograph, do I have to date them? There are so many of them; if I dated one a day, it would take 100 years.”
“I…”
“Anyway, just remember that I’m very good to you.”
Wen Rong lowered his head in thought.
Shi Ye unconsciously started thinking in the worst direction. “Fuck! You aren’t planning to keep your distance from me, are you?”
Wen Rong let out a confused “Huh?” Shi Ye thought he guessed right and couldn’t control his agitation. “Just because I like you, you want to keep distance? You just said you could only be friends with me.”
“…”
Shi Ye said anxiously, “I need friends too. I don’t even have a friend I can speak my heart to.”
He pointed at the trophies. “Nobody comes to look at those things. I only realized how happy winning was when I introduced them to you.”
Wen Rong originally wanted to say you still have those Tennis Club members, but then he thought of the ones who used to follow Zhao Zeyang, and then how Qi Yuan abandoned Shi Ye to go to Shi Jing. And even earlier, Zhou Xie secretly altered vote counts to bully Shi Ye. The look in his eyes toward Shi Ye shifted from troubled to sympathetic.
Looking at it this way, Shi Ye is lonely like me. And quite pitiful, always being backstabbed by friends.
Wen Rong bit his lip, thought for a moment, and said, “Then if you have anything you want to say in the future, you can come find me.”
Shi Ye raised an eyebrow. “Just that?”
“If you hesitate and don’t dare to speak, I will stand right there waiting for you to say it.”
As if granting a huge privilege, Wen Rong spoke solemnly. Shi Ye felt like he was taking advantage, but clearly, before this… oh, it turns out he was already this good to me before.
So Shi Ye nodded with satisfaction. “Mn, you’re a reasonably competent friend.”
“Stop dyeing your hair. After your hair grew out before, you went and dyed it again. I heard dyeing hair causes cancer.”
“You even manage your friend dyeing his hair?”
“Mn. Want my friend to live a bit longer.”
Shi Ye thought, It’s really good to be friends with Wen Rong. I can even live longer.
The corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
As he smiled, for some reason, his hands in his pockets started to tremble, like an erupting volcano eager to rush out.
Rush out… and embrace the earth.
No, why am I thinking of such inexplicable things at a time like this?
Embrace the earth? It’s not like I’m writing prose.
Shi Ye mocked himself and twitched the corner of his mouth. That inexplicable emotion grew stronger and stronger. His shoulders shook, and his hands lifted uncontrollably.
Wen Rong stood in front of him, that pretty little face wearing an innocent, worldly-unwise look.
Shi Ye finally replaced the mushy, abstract term “embrace the earth.”
In this moment, he wanted to hug him.
To use this action to settle the ceaselessly welling joy.
“Can I hug you?”
Wen Rong’s eyes went wide, clearly frightened. Afraid he would think he was being a pervert, Shi Ye quickly explained, “I just haven’t been in such a good mood in a while and want a hug. Hugs between friends are normal. When watching a ball game, we get excited and hug too. You said that day that hugs are for friends—hugs for comfort, and hugs for happiness too.”
“No.” Wen Rong refused decisively.
“…Why?”
“Because I can’t indulge.”
It was a completely unexpected reason. Not unwillingness, not accusations of perversion, but indulgence? What indulgence?
“Indulge in what?” Shi Ye asked out loud.
“If I hug, I’ll want to keep hugging. It’s easy to lose control.”
Shi Ye froze.
Lose control?
You don’t even like me; I should be the one prone to losing control if we hug! What would you lose control over?
His agile brain took several twists and turns before a bolt of lightning struck through. Shi Ye opened his mouth, sucked in a breath, and asked excitedly, “Have you been thinking about me constantly since you went back that day?”
Wen Rong was startled and looked away. The sound of breathing in the air grew slightly heavy.
Silence.
Shi Ye didn’t want to chase for an answer anymore. This moment was more satisfying than a hug. Watching Wen Rong’s pale neck slowly get taken over by a blush, he gritted his teeth hard, daring not to laugh out loud.
“Want some water?”
“No… yes.”
“Yes or no.”
“Yes.”
Shi Ye went to the side to get him a glass of water, poured one for himself, and bit the rim of the glass, smiling like an idiot.
His pearly white teeth scraped against the glass, making clink-clink sounds. Shi Ye didn’t dare let go, fearing that if he did, he couldn’t help but say, “Me too,” and “I thought about a lot more.”
Bzzzt—
Because the air was too quiet, the sound of the phone vibrating was extra obvious.
Shi Ye’s good mood was interrupted. He really wanted to curse. When he saw Wen Rong take out his phone and the words “Senior Leon” light up the screen, he even wanted to kill someone.
Wen Rong’s face was still red. He hesitated a moment, probably taking a deep breath to adjust his emotions, before picking up the call. “Senior.”
“Why aren’t you at the Medical Building?”
The phone quality wasn’t good. Even though speakerphone wasn’t on, Leon’s voice clearly reached Shi Ye’s ears.
Wen Rong glanced at him carefully. “Shi Ye is moving out tomorrow. I came to help him pack.”
Why look at me like that while talking to Leon?
Shi Ye had the illusion of being the “other woman.”
Leon: “You are with Shi Ye?”
Looking again?
Am I the mistress getting caught red-handed?
Shi Ye couldn’t tolerate it at all. He spoke up to invite, “Are you coming too?”
There was a silence on Leon’s end, then a laugh.
Shi Ye felt uncomfortable hearing it and laughed too. “Can’t make it?”
Leon spoke slowly, “I’m still at the Principal’s office listening to their discussion results.”
Without waiting for Shi Ye to reply, Leon said again, “Wen Rong, the school board is proposing solutions to the problems you raised. Give me a call later; I’ll tell you what I know.”
Fuck!
This dog has a wicked heart.
Saying that, what mind would Wen Rong have for other things? He’d definitely be full of thoughts about him.
“No need, no need. Senior, you’d better not tell me.”
Shi Ye was stunned.
Wen Rong actually refused?
“Senior, you have a confidentiality responsibility participating in the meeting. Don’t open a back door for me.” Wen Rong hesitated and glanced in his direction again. “Shi Ye is moving out tomorrow. Does Senior want to come help him pack together? Leaving a bit of a memory would be good.”
Shi Ye: “…”
Nobody wants to leave memories with Leon.
“You’re tired after a busy day. Go back early. I’ll get together with Shi Ye alone in a bit.”
Fuck!
Thanks to Leon, Wen Rong returned to the dormitory after finishing the call.
At noon the next day, Shi Ye moved out of the villa with great fanfare.
In the evening, the Principal and the school board finally unified their opinions. The Black Dove system sent two notifications in succession:
[To allow every student to develop comprehensively at Floriman Academy, per the School Board’s resolution, all studios on campus will be incorporated into clubs and will no longer exist in an individual capacity. Simultaneously, the student resource application channel is closed. The Student Council will hold project seminars every semester. Students with needs are requested to prepare relevant presentations under the name of a club, and all Student Council ministers will vote on whether to approve them.]
[Student Wang Allen instigated violence on campus. Given that he already has a yellow card and this incident has had a significant impact, the School Board has unanimously decided to expel him.]
Black Dove Forum
Topic: [New Policy, thoughts?]
[Yay! Male God is invincible!]
[Male God?]
[Wen Rong. I’ve never seen anyone so brave and awesome. I’ve decided to honor him as my one and only Male God.]
[Apologizing for my previous ungratefulness. I really want to marry Wen Rong and take him home.]
[You sure you can marry him?]
[I’m willing to marry him as a fourth concubine.]
[Calm down. The first two guys fought over being the fourth concubine and got expelled/withdrew.]
[Holy shit, pretend I didn’t say anything.]
[Setting aside everything else, from now on, whatever Wen Rong tells me to do, I’ll do. It’s so awesome! I can finally go directly into our President’s tennis court to practice.]
[Didn’t your Tennis Club practice there before?]
[That was different. Before, we were going to the President’s turf to practice. Now we are going to a public space. Those machines are seriously advanced.]
[You guys aren’t curious about Senior Liang’s research institute…]
[That shouldn’t count, right? Senior Liang’s place belongs to Federation secrets.]
[Even if I were allowed in, I wouldn’t dare! I heard someone tried to fish in troubled waters and sneak in yesterday, and got two holes blown straight through their body.]
[And they saw things they shouldn’t have seen. They went crazy right in the interrogation room.]
[Damn, that’s terrifying.]
[Curious, can I use Zhang Jincheng’s studio? I want the embroiderer who costs six figures an hour to embroider a flower on my clothes.]
[Probably not? The notice said usage rights belong to clubs, and you aren’t in that club.]
[Wait—the project I want to do has nothing to do with the club I’m in. Does that mean I have to wait until next year?]
[Damn, me too.]
[We’re done for. Our President wants to organize a striptease tour performance. I don’t want to strip!]
Not long after the questions were raised, the Black Dove system sent a third notification: [In view of the policy adjustments, the club recruitment channel will reopen at the beginning of the second semester. Students are asked to prepare in advance.]
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