Chapter 103: Who Do You Prefer Kissing? Part 1
As soon as the message was sent, Wen Rong peeled the fever cooling patch off his forehead.
The icy gel left a residue on his fair skin. The moment it made contact with the air, the sudden cold made him hiss softly.
There were only four people in the hospital room, so even that small noise drew the immediate attention of the other three.
After staring at each other for a few seconds, Leon reached out and clasped Wen Rong’s wrist. “I’ll take you back to the dorms.”
It was a light hold, leaving a respectful amount of space between his hand and Wen Rong’s skin, yet Shi Ye almost couldn’t resist the urge to shove him away.
He forced both hands behind his back, his sharp brows knitting together before he painfully smoothed them out. “Mn. Leon will take you back.”
This was the consensus he had reached with Leon the night they returned from the amusement park.
Leon had many bad habits. His words were usually so vicious and obscene they made people furious, or he was busy stirring up trouble.
Shi Ye knew Leon would be angry that he had followed them here. He just hadn’t expected that when Leon finally spoke, it wouldn’t be with his usual mockery, but with a rare solemnity as he handed him a cigarette.
The two of them had leaned against the balcony railing, relying on nicotine to calm their nerves.
He didn’t know how much time had passed before he heard Leon ask, “Does your mother love your father?”
Anger instantly surged in Shi Ye’s chest. “Fuck, if you bring up Shi Changyuan again—”
“Looking at them, have you figured out what form their love takes?”
“…” Shi Ye paused, answering unhappily, “Pestering each other to death, brainless, immoral, and shameless.”
“You see? That is a form of love.”
Shi Ye sneered, turning his nose up at such a manifestation of affection.
But in the next second, words reached his ears that wiped the smile right off his face.
“Wen Rong said he likes me.”
The ember in the dark trembled. Shi Ye shook his hand, letting the breeze dilute the sharp pain of being burned by the cigarette butt.
“Is that so?” His voice trembled, though he tried his best to maintain composure.
Not wanting to lose face, he stiffened his expression and pretended to be calm. “He just told me that I can pester him until I die, and he will never refuse me.”
The atmosphere fell into a deathly silence.
Shi Ye felt like he had won a narrow victory, yet he couldn’t bring himself to smile.
What was there to be happy about, fighting over someone with a friend he’d grown up with?
Once, Shi Ye thought the happiest thing in life would be for his parents to work until retirement, while his wife and Leon’s wife ate, drank, and played together every day, and their children grew up together.
Oh, he could reluctantly add Zhou Xie and Li Ao’s families to the mix.
Shi Ye took a deep drag, letting the nicotine scatter these expectations that had shifted since his mother passed away.
Amidst his complex emotions, another thought intruded.
It’s a good thing Wen Rong likes Leon.
Leon wasn’t a piece of trash. Wen Rong wouldn’t end up like his mother.
“Then have you considered,” Leon asked, “in this current situation, what is the reason Wen Rong isn’t dating either you or me?”
Hearing this, hope rose in Shi Ye again.
Oh, so he confessed, but they aren’t together.
People really shouldn’t immerse themselves too deeply in thought; the more you think, the more you drift toward the worst outcomes.
Shi Ye hummed, “Go on, I’ll analyze it with you.”
“After saying he liked me, he said he has no money to buy a house, his grades aren’t good, and he has no way to be responsible for me.”
“Pffft—”
To people like Shi Ye, not having money or a house was simply the least convincing reason in the world.
“I don’t question Wen Rong’s words. Regarding the matter of dating, he has definitely thought through the pros and cons seriously.”
Leon paused, then enunciated every word clearly, “In other words, neither you nor I are perfect enough yet to make him lose his reason.”
That night, lying in bed, Shi Ye thought about a lot of things.
He thought about Leon’s words, thought about where he was lacking, and thought about the amusement park where Wen Rong and Leon had gladly accepted his intrusion—
Wait, no. Why did Leon accept it?
If it were me, I definitely wouldn’t be happy about it.
Why…
Shi Ye suddenly sat up and cursed. “Fuck.”
Leon was deliberately acting perfect in front of Wen Rong, like a considerate and sensible “Main Wife,” instantly making Shi Ye look inferior by comparison.
Anxious all night, Shi Ye greeted the day with eyes wide open. Finally, as he got into Leon’s car, he had an epiphany: He couldn’t master the “10-Day Crash Course on Green Tea.” He could only learn from Leon—hide his petty jealousy and be a “magnanimous” person.
This kind of “magnanimity” was hard to learn. It was torture, a fire burning in his heart.
catching a glimpse of Zhou Xie still standing there out of the corner of his eye, he couldn’t resist raising his fist and punching him on the shoulder. “You can’t even control the Student Council people now? So useless.”
Unexpectedly, Zhou Xie stumbled back a few steps, clutching the hospital bed and coughing violently.
Shi Ye froze. “Hey, I didn’t even use any strength.”
“Cough, cough.”
“I—Holy shit!”
Shi Ye had just reached out to steady Zhou Xie, but before his hand could touch him, a fist suddenly smashed into the bridge of his nose. Stars exploded in his vision, and blood gushed out.
“You son of a bitch! That was dirty.”
Zhou Xie tugged at the corner of his mouth and casually handed him a tissue. “I didn’t use any strength either.”
After speaking, he walked to the window just in time to see Wen Rong getting into Leon’s car.
Leon held the door and even leaned in to help fasten the seatbelt.
Was he just fastening the seatbelt? Why had two minutes passed and he was still there?
Zhou Xie, faintly realizing something, let his gaze darken. “Wen Rong doesn’t have a fever. Coming to the Medical Building was my idea.”
“I told him to go back to the dorm and wash his face. His skin is thin; just rinsing it with warm water makes it incredibly red.”
He continued, talking to himself, “In some ways, it wasn’t entirely my idea. Targeting Lin Jinghang required a reason that would convince the whole school.”
“You need to explain your reasons to others when you target someone?” Shi Ye, who had finally managed to stop the bleeding after a flurry of activity, retorted.
He understood Zhou Xie’s insidious nature best. Since childhood, Zhou Xie was never the type to pretend he had difficulties when doing bad deeds.
Zhou Xie: “Truthfully, for me, I don’t need to. But the person taking action now is Wen Rong, and I respect his style of doing things.”
Leon finally closed the passenger door. Looking from here, the expression on his face was one of utter satisfaction.
Watching the car drive further away, Zhou Xie spoke slowly, “Getting splashed with water was Wen Rong’s choice. He believes suffering a little grievance can kill two birds with one stone.”
“Since I chose to stand on his side, I just have to follow his train of thought to wrap things up.”
The Student Council members had been issued Yellow Cards by the corporation, causing a batch of people in the project to fail. On the Black Dove app, some people had already directed their hatred toward Wen Rong.
But now that Wen Rong was sick, the hatred automatically shifted. Others would only feel that the group punished with Yellow Cards had gone too far.
Zhou Xie was extremely satisfied with his cleanup work. He wanted to tell Wen Rong these things, to let him know what a perfect partner he was.
Only, Wen Rong had left with Leon.
He must have kissed Leon too.
Kissed for a long time.
Not long ago, Wen Rong had kissed Shi Ye too.
On the very night he walked him back to his room.
Zhou Xie fished a cigarette out of his pocket. His hands trembling, he was about to light it at his lips when he suddenly remembered Wen Rong had once rejected his smoking. With a click, he shut the lighter, gritted his teeth, and bit the cigarette butt flat.
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