Chapter 11: Forum
Pei Xilin first looked up Chu Yang’s school and, after a moment’s thought, immediately entered the school’s online forum.
Chu Yang’s face was too extraordinary. Even though Pei Xilin had seen many people, including celebrities, he couldn’t deny that Chu Yang was the best-looking person he had ever seen.
For someone like that, the level of discussion would never be low.
Sure enough, upon entering the forum, Pei Xilin didn’t even have to search. All seven posts on the front page were about Chu Yang, and each had a high level of discussion.
He immediately clicked into the hottest one.
[Forum]
[HOT!][How many people are heartbroken tonight? Count off!]
He scrolled through; there were over five hundred floors of people counting off.
Pei Xilin’s brow furrowed. Was this just a spam thread? Just as he was about to exit, his finger paused—
[Do you guys really have the heart to count off? I’m truly crying from sadness. Does he really only like girls?]
[I was going to say don’t be so sensitive. He’s always nice to people; it’s normal for him to take someone to the infirmary when it wasn’t even him who hit her. Don’t immediately think of romance… But floor above, why haven’t you given up yet? The number of guys he’s rejected could probably fill several platoons…]
[The general feeling is that most are silent and heartbroken.]
[I’m also afraid of him dating. Who could not be moved by him? I didn’t go to the court, but I’ve downloaded the uploaded videos. I’m moved and self-torturing at the same time…]
[[Image][Image] Say no more. Here are the divine photos. If this isn’t a Gege, what is! Gege, why weren’t you carrying me? I’m really crying…]
[I’m so jealous I’m going crazy. When can a basketball be arranged to hit me, I ask?]
[Gege! Gege! God, I was just licking Chu Yang’s white abs, and the next second—bad news…]
[Gege, your back is so thin; how could you carry someone else? And I’m not saying anything about the guys, but don’t you all say you love Chu Yang? Why do you need Chu Yang to clean up after you when you hit a girl? I’m truly fed up.]
[Not targeting the girl, but I wonder if the person who hit her actually went to apologize. I feel like Chu Yang was angry too.]
[Toot-toot-toot! There’s an update! I secretly went to the infirmary to buy cough syrup and heard him apologizing to the girl. Later, he even made the guy who hit her come and apologize. I knew it!]
[Waaaaah, can’t I also have a chance to meet him like that? Does throwing myself at him work?]
[Floor above, tested and failed. I was blocked. So embarrassing. /Smile.jpg]
Pei Xilin clicked on the images. In the photos, Chu Yang, wearing the red jersey, was carrying a girl…
In the photo, the girl’s face even seemed to be pressed against the back of Chu Yang’s neck. Whether it was the camera angle or not, he was carrying her; even an accidental touch would be normal.
When this person helped him into the car… Pei Xilin, slumped against him, could even hear his heartbeat.
Pei Xilin exited after two seconds, his brow furrowed as he prepared to flip to the next post. The moment he exited, he couldn’t help but click back, scroll through several hundred floors, and save those images.
But he didn’t click on them for a closer look. After saving them, he immediately exited and clicked the second post, as if trying to cover his tracks…
The title of the second post was quite strange—[HOT!][Enter and Launch!]
[[Image][Image] You guys only saw the white abs, but I! Slowed down the video and saw the pink—! My pants immediately went up!]
[Standing and saluting the wifey. Wifey, you have no male virtue at all. You deserve to be my wifey!]
[Wifey, I really want to lock you up. Who let you go out dressed like that for others to see! And you lifted your shirt—did I give permission? You won’t even let me see at home. Believe it or not, I’ll climb through the window tonight!!!]
[Hubby, stop seducing me, ahhhh. It hurts so much to see but not eat…]
[The basketball court, the teammates… I really want to pin you against the basketball hoop… You know what I want to do…]
[Washing to the photos III… Baby, why are you pink everywhere…]
[Floor above, your health isn’t great, three times in such a short time… This is a launch thread, okay. If you can’t give baby a good experience, please exit voluntarily. You can be the NTR to spice things up for me and wifey.]
There were also several “breakup” threads.
They were full of wailing.
[Why can’t he just like guys? I really can’t take it. When he said he was straight before, I was glad other guys couldn’t get him, but I was also afraid of him chasing girls. Luckily, he only cared about games, but then today… why did you have to let me see this, ahhhh.]
[Looking at him like that, I also feel like he’d only like girls. Why won’t you give me a chance? I could take care of him and do everything for him…]
[Yeah, I could f*ck him too.]
[Does Chu Yang have any self-awareness at all? He looks like he can do everything, but that’s just games, okay? Word is, his brother has handled everything for him since he was little. His bed was even made by his brother on opening day. That’s it? You can’t find a girlfriend; you should find a hubby to take care of you. That’s right, I can do everything.]
[Scary! Floor above, don’t say too much. Luckily he doesn’t browse the forum, or I’d be afraid he’d learn all these things tonight…]
[Stop dating girls; I beg you. If you follow me, you won’t have to suffer the hardships of life, only the hardship of my c*ck.]
[Isn’t the saddest part today the roommates? I heard the three of them went back and haven’t come out since. Are they crawling around the dorm in the dark without eating dinner?]
[I envy the roommates. If they’re angry, they can just ‘do it’ toward Chu Yang’s bed…]
[Floor above, don’t be so vulgar. You’ll scare Chu Yang five miles away…]
It was practically a stream of filth. Even Pei Xilin understood what it meant. More terrifyingly, when he clicked on the photos, he also instinctively looked at Chu Yang’s… chest… area…
Stop!
He quickly scrolled down, but the first few pages were really just all “licking” or discussing Chu Yang carrying the girl to the infirmary. The videos even had romantic BGM… For a moment, Pei Xilin wondered if he had entered a celebrity fan circle.
However, although they were jealous, Pei Xilin didn’t see anyone cursing the girl under the videos; they were all talking about what they wanted to do with Chu Yang.
Pei Xilin spent an hour looking. Aside from learning that Chu Yang was straight, he only gathered that the guy was exceptionally handsome, beautiful, and kind—and that almost everyone at this school liked him.
He’d spent an hour just looking at this. Even more frighteningly, he wanted to keep looking. Was this person capable of casting a spell?
Coming back to his senses, the veins on Pei Xilin’s forehead throbbed. He had just saved quite a few photos of Chu Yang. He wasn’t much different from the photography majors in the threads who posted photos of Chu Yang and insisted they were just using him for “practice.” When he saved them, he also told himself it was to remember his savior’s face—plus there was that suspicious “heart voice”…
Now that he checked, he had over a hundred photos…
Pei Xilin exited and pressed his brow, controlling himself not to look. After a moment’s thought, he pulled out his phone, entered Chu Yang’s number, and dialed…
Ring… ring… ring… No answer.
Pei Xilin hung up, and ten minutes later, he dialed again.
Actually, he could completely send a text to thank Chu Yang, but he felt that wouldn’t be sincere enough.
In the past, he would definitely be spending every second fighting for his life and plotting against his family, but just now, he had truly wasted ten minutes, with no heart for anything else.
Fortunately, this time the call went through—
“Who is this?”
The cold, deep voice made Pei Xilin instantly realize it wasn’t Chu Yang. The tension of that moment vanished. With a dark expression, he hung up.
The person who answered the call placed Chu Yang’s phone back on the desk. He then walked to the bathroom door and organized the clothes that had been thrown into the hamper. He even pressed the small white piece of fabric further down, burying it inside.
When Chu Yang came out, he was nearly scared to death by Chu Yuanzhou standing by the sink. His little face soured for a second. “Why are you back?”
“I finished early and came back. Are you very tired?” Chu Yuanzhou was still wearing his suit; he had rushed home immediately after landing.
Entering the house and seeing that not a single light was on, except for a sliver of light from Chu Yang’s room, he knew his brother had rushed home to shower.
He was also a bit worried that something had happened.
Chu Yang was drying his hair. After the shower, he felt a bit weary. The hot water rushing over him had opened his pores, and his skin was steamed a pale pink. Drowsiness began to set in.
He bent over, intending to open the mini-fridge for some ice water to perk up. Just as he opened the fridge door, Chu Yuanzhou gripped his shoulder. “Don’t drink ice water right after washing.”
Chu Yang moved his lips slightly, and Chu Yuanzhou knew he was going to try to reason and act spoiled. He handed over the mineral water he held in his right hand. “Drink this.”
Water droplets clung to the bottle; it had clearly been taken out of the fridge not long ago. Chu Yang felt the chill in his hand. Chu Yuanzhou had probably taken it out to prepare the moment he entered the room.
His brother really knew him too well.
While Chu Yang drank water, Chu Yuanzhou took the towel from his hand, placed it over his head, and began to dry his hair thoroughly.
Chu Yuanzhou was very tall. Even though Chu Yang was 180cm, he could still dry his hair without Chu Yang having to lower his head.
The room was quiet. The warm yellow light shone on them, making for a very cozy scene.
After a few sips of water, Chu Yang felt a bit better. He moved his head. “I want to sit.”
“….” Chu Yuanzhou helplessly stopped, following Chu Yang to the desk. One sat while the other stood, the towel replaced by a hairdryer humming as it blew his hair dry.
When they were younger and the conditions weren’t great, the hairdryer they bought was a cheap model. Chu Yang had very thick hair, so it took a long time. Before blowing it, Chu Yuanzhou would try to towel-dry it as much as possible. Sitting in his lap, Chu Yang would often shake his head and spray water all over his face like a little puppy.
Chu Yuanzhou’s fingers threaded through his hair, his usually cold expression softening.
Chu Yang was leaning against the back of the chair, half-asleep, when he suddenly remembered something. “Ge, you haven’t eaten yet, have you? Does that mean you’re going to steal my food later?”
Chu Yuanzhou: “….I won’t let myself starve.”
“It’s fine. I’ll let you eat it, Ge. You can walk the dog later too; I just want to go straight to sleep.”
His hair was finally dry. Chu Yuanzhou put away the hairdryer and pinched the back of his neck. “Not allowed.”
“Eat first.”
Chu Yuanzhou was the type who could skip a meal himself, but Chu Yang absolutely had to eat. Like many parents, even if they were fighting, they’d still drag the kid out for a meal.
Note: They are biological brothers, and there will be no side CPs or “matching up” (no incest).
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