I Became a Heartthrob After Transmigrating into an ABO World chapter 110

Chapter 110

Shen Shuyu raised an eyebrow lightly. He reached out directly, took Feng Xing’s terminal, and with fingers moving rapidly, sent a sentence to Chi Yanxun.

After sending it, he felt refreshed and tossed the terminal back to Feng Xing.

Feng Xing asked in confusion, “What is that expression?”

He picked up his terminal to look, and his eyes widened when he saw the words on the screen.

“Shen Shuyu! What the hell are you doing!” Feng Xing wanted to retract the message, but it was too late; it showed as read.

[Feng Xing: Playing the Evil Dragon that captures you, humiliates you ruthlessly, and makes your life a living hell.]

[Chi Yanxun: .]

Shen Shuyu drank some water, in a great mood. “I didn’t say anything wrong.”

Feng Xing leaned back on the sofa and sighed. He indeed hadn’t said anything wrong; the meaning was conveyed quite accurately. But looking at that single period, Feng Xing felt his vision go dark, feeling like he was about to turn into a full stop himself.

Seeing his state, Shen Shuyu asked, “What’s with that face? You unhappy?”

“No…” Feng Xing put the terminal back in his pocket. It was sent, and the person had seen it. Since Chi Yanxun didn’t say anything else, he would just pretend nothing happened. Shen Shuyu wasn’t wrong, anyway; the prefix was just a bit long.

Feng Xing picked up his water and took a sip, looking at Shen Shuyu. Dressed in simple pajamas, legs crossed, watching TV, Shen Shuyu looked completely relaxed.

He put down the bottle and sighed with emotion. “Actually, I never thought I could sit with you like this, calmly drinking water and watching TV.”

Shen Shuyu glanced at him. “Don’t be so melodramatic. It’s a bit gross.”

Feng Xing was choked into silence by that one sentence. He sighed and muttered softly, “Don’t give me a single chance, do you?”

Feng Xing stayed until after three in the afternoon before going home. Shen Shuyu sent a message to Yue Cheng. Yue Cheng said Shen Yisi was much better, but he shouldn’t go home recently since Omega pheromones would affect the Alpha.

Seeing this, Shen Shuyu couldn’t help asking: [Does it affect family members too?]

Yue Cheng replied quickly: [No, but your brother is a top-tier Alpha. It’s better to be cautious.]

That made sense. Shen Shuyu replied ‘Understood’, then leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.

He was still thinking about the System connection failure. He really couldn’t figure out why it failed. Except for during the Survival War, where the connection was unstable due to force majeure…

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But now, where was the force majeure?

Shen Shuyu raised his right hand and placed it over his heart, pressing slightly. He felt nothing. He opened his eyes again, filled with melancholy.

On Monday, because he lived close to the school, Shen Shuyu slept in and arrived at the classroom just in time.

Today’s class was shared with the Reserve Department. As he walked into the lecture hall, his gaze swept around. Chi Yanxun was sitting at the very edge, surrounded by people front and back—probably to prevent him from getting close.

Now the whole school knew Chi Yanxun was dating Su Mu and that they were destined partners. Shen Shuyu wouldn’t bore himself by going over to give everyone gossip material.

His gaze circled again and soon found familiar faces: Wen Jiafei and… Shen Xili sitting next to him.

Shen Shuyu walked over with his bag. Shen Xili smiled and greeted him, proactively standing up to offer the middle seat to Shen Shuyu.

Shen Shuyu had intended to sit in the row behind them, but with Shen Xili offering, he had to sit in.

Shen Xili asked, “Did you have a good weekend?”

“It was okay.” Shen Shuyu took out his books and glanced at Shen Xili’s hair. “When did you cut your hair?”

“Last night.” Shen Xili kept smiling. “Does it look good?”

Shen Shuyu looked at him properly. Shen Xili had top-tier looks; even if he had the ugliest hairstyle, he would still look somewhat distinctive.

Shen Shuyu wanted to lie and say it looked bad, but seeing Shen Xili’s smile, he coughed lightly. “It looks pretty good.”

Shen Xili couldn’t help raising an eyebrow. Honestly, he was surprised to hear that from Shen Shuyu. He thought Shen Shuyu would say it was super ugly.

But with those words, Shen Xili felt much happier. He said, “Haven’t seen you for a weekend; you’ve gotten better looking too.”

“Thanks.” Shen Shuyu was very polite.

He looked at Wen Jiafei on his left. Wen Jiafei was quietly reviewing his lessons, looking like he was deaf to the outside world.

Shen Shuyu took a breath and turned back to Shen Xili. “You two work part-time jobs, so how are your grades still so good?”

Although his grades were much better than before, looking at the whole grade, he was barely clinging to the middle.

Shen Xili laughed. “What don’t you understand? I can tutor you privately.”

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Wen Jiafei, on the left, paused his page-turning fingers upon hearing this. Then he heard Shen Shuyu say, “Forget it, I have a teacher.”

Only then did Wen Jiafei slowly turn the page of his book.

Shen Xili was about to speak when the teacher entered. Shen Shuyu looked at the teacher and listened obediently, so Shen Xili had to swallow his words.

The class lasted until noon.

Feng Xing had agreed that they would eat together on Monday noon to discuss the anniversary. So as soon as class ended, the group walked to small classroom 106.

Shen Shuyu lay on the desk, arms hanging down naturally, staring at the greenery placed in front.

“Lunch is here!” Feng Xing finally appeared at the classroom door, followed by delivery staff. He directed them to place the food on the table. After paying, Feng Xing closed the door briskly before realizing, “Where is Chi Yanxun?”

Shen Xili said, “He said he wouldn’t eat with us. He went to eat with his partner. He’ll come to meet us after he finishes.”

“Oh…” Feng Xing dragged out the syllable, his gaze sweeping intentionally or unintentionally over Shen Shuyu, who was slacking off. Finding that he had no reaction, he felt somewhat relieved. “Then let’s eat. Look, our Shuyu is starving thin.”

Feng Xing was all about flattery.

Shen Shuyu looked at him with disdain, straightened up, and sat at the makeshift dining table.

Feng Xing sat down too. “I didn’t know what you two liked to eat, so I just ordered some random dishes. If there’s anything you don’t eat, tell me, and I won’t order it next time.”

Shen Xili and Wen Jiafei weren’t picky eaters. Shen Shuyu didn’t make a sound either. The four ate quite harmoniously. Shen Shuyu looked at a dish on the far edge and was about to reach out with his chopsticks when he heard Wen Jiafei say, “There is minced celery in it.”

Shen Shuyu’s hand holding the chopsticks paused, then silently retracted.

Good. He didn’t like eating celery.

Feng Xing looked at Wen Jiafei with surprise. He naturally knew Shen Shuyu didn’t like celery, so he had placed that dish further away on purpose. But how did Wen Jiafei know?

Shen Xili, sitting opposite Wen Jiafei, looked up at him upon hearing this, sharing Feng Xing’s confusion. How did he know Shen Shuyu didn’t eat celery?

He recalled carefully. They had eaten a few meals together after coming out of the Survival War, but Shen Shuyu had never mentioned his preferences.

Shen Xili’s gaze fell on Shen Shuyu. Feeling their inquiring gazes, Shen Shuyu said, “Is it strange not to eat celery?”

He looked at Feng Xing. “You know I don’t eat it, so why that expression?”

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Feng Xing added another mark to his record of getting scolded, but he wasn’t angry. “Won’t order it next time. Next time I’ll order what you like.”

Shen Shuyu silently glanced at the spread on the table. Honestly, only that minced celery dish didn’t suit his taste; the rest seemed ordered according to his preferences.

He coughed lightly. “I didn’t say you guys couldn’t eat it. Makes me seem like a tyrant. Eat.”

The matter was tacitly glossed over.

Shen Shuyu lowered his head and shoveled a mouthful of rice, thinking that making friends with Wen Jiafei was indeed the right choice. He remembered clearly what he liked and disliked.

So the question was: what did Wen Jiafei like?

He didn’t seem to know yet.

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