Under the night sky, Lu Qiwen’s semi-long hair fluttered gently in the breeze, brushing over the back of Song Yu’s hand. The moonlight cast a touch of distant, sacred elegance on his delicate features, a beauty that blurred gender lines, leaving Song Yu unable to look away.
“So beautiful.”
Lu Qiwen frowned: Beautiful?
Since childhood, he had always hated it when people called him beautiful.
“…Let go. Sit properly. I don’t talk to drunks.” He braced one hand against the car seat, gritting his teeth as he raised his right hand to pry Song Yu’s grip away.
“I’m not drunk.” Song Yu tightened his hold, pulling Lu Qiwen even closer. “I mean it.”
“You really are beautiful!”
Song Yu’s earnest expression made it seem as though he wouldn’t rest until Lu Qiwen was convinced.
“Fine, fine.” Lu Qiwen finally gave in, clenching his jaw. “Beautiful.”
“Now can you let go?”
He paid no mind to the two sentences Song Yu had spoken earlier.
“Oh.” Song Yu responded.
Yet, after waiting for what felt like an eternity, Lu Qiwen still hadn’t felt him loosen his grip.
His expression darkened considerably, and he shook his shoulders a few times. “Let. Go.”
Feeling the soft touch, Lu Qiwen’s body stiffened slightly. His gaze drifted downward, where he saw Song Yu sprawled awkwardly across the seat. During their earlier struggle, the gray shirt tucked into his pants had come loose, revealing glimpses of his pale waist.
This suddenly reminded Lu Qiwen of that night, the sensation of gripping Song Yu’s waist.
He forced himself to look away, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down, betraying the lack of calm beneath his composed exterior. In his chaotic thoughts, he even resolved to forbid this person from touching anything containing alcohol in the future!
And another thing.
Did this guy even realize he was a fully healthy, capable alpha?
Even a beta should have some basic sense of caution, right?
Lu Qiwen took a deep breath and said in a low voice, “I’m leaving.”
But before he could make a move, he felt the hands resting on his neck go limp, as if about to slip away.
Lu Qiwen reacted swiftly, his right hand shooting out to catch them.
He turned back to see Song Yu, completely unguarded and even leaning trustingly against his wrist. Lu Qiwen’s temples throbbed, his gaze intense. Moments later, he heard the rhythmic sound of breathing from the person beneath him.
Carefully, Lu Qiwen braced both hands and eased himself out of the car. But as he straightened up, his eyes lingered on Song Yu, and he accidentally bumped his head in a daze.
“Damn it,” he couldn’t help but curse under his breath.
Gently, he closed the car door, completely unaware of why his movements had instinctively become so soft and cautious.
Inside the venue, Lu Zhi watched mechanically as the cleaning staff cleared away the mess on the floor. Only then did he turn to Jiang Yuanheng, who was standing nearby. “Brother Heng, are you really leaving so soon? I…”
Before he could finish, he saw Jiang Yuanheng take out his phone to answer a call.
The caller ID was clearly visible to Lu Zhi’s sharp eyes.
[Yaoyao]
Lu Zhi frowned. Yaoyao?
Who was that? But in their circle, there was no one with “Yao” in their name.
Lu Zhi wanted to say something more, but when he saw Jiang Yuanheng holding his phone with an incredibly gentle expression, his own face gradually darkened, unable to maintain his smile any longer.
“Okay, I’ll come out now. I’ll take you to eat something delicious later.”
“No, I won’t.”
Jiang Yuanheng spoke softly and only turned around to say to Lu Zhi after hanging up the phone, “I have to go now. Bye.”
Without waiting for Lu Zhi’s response, he strode out.
Lu Zhi stood rooted in place, but no one dared to approach him. It wasn’t until his parents arrived that the atmosphere in the venue slowly returned to normal.
Because the venue was located far away, Song Yu was much more awake by the time he was woken up upon arriving back at his dormitory building.
As he got out of the car, memories from before he fell asleep gradually resurfaced.
Song Yu knew how he behaved when drunk, he didn’t black out like others or make a scene.
But he never expected that, after getting slightly tipsy, he would be so bold in front of the school bully. He had basically said and done everything he wanted to say and do.
Leaning against the car door, Song Yu suddenly felt his legs go weak.
The school bully hated it the most when people called him pretty or beautiful!!
And he had stepped on that landmine over and over again!
He was doomed.
Seeing him still leaning against the door, the driver thought he was too unwell to walk.
“Young master, should I take you upstairs?”
Song Yu raised a hand to stop him, shaking his head weakly. “No need.”
The driver stood still, but seeing how insistent the other was, he could only nod. “Alright.”
He then watched as Song Yu staggered into the dormitory building like a ghost.
Before he could ask, his phone vibrated in his pocket.
[Did you deliver him?]
The driver replied with a troubled expression.
[Yes, but…]
Just as Song Yu stepped onto the stairs, the driver quickly snapped a live photo of his retreating figure and sent it over.
[I remember telling you to take him directly upstairs.]
[No, young master! It’s just that when this young master woke up, he looked like his soul had left his body. No matter what I said, he refused to let me take him upstairs.]
The driver waited anxiously for a reply.
[Wait until the light in the last room on the third floor turns on before you leave.]
Song Yu headed straight for the stairs. Just as the dorm supervisor walked out of his room on the first floor and was about to greet him, he noticed Song Yu’s dazed expression and disheveled clothes.
Dorm Supervisor: ?!
“Xiao Song! What happened to you?!”
“N-nothing.” Song Yu forced a weak smile.
But his expression and words only made the dorm supervisor more concerned. “X-Xiao Song, you…”
Song Yu waved at the dorm supervisor before heading upstairs. Only when the elevator doors closed and he caught his reflection did he realize what he looked like.
Song Yu: “…”
He had walked in looking like he’d been “played with”?!
Damn!
His reputation!
His innocence!
Wait.
Song Yu splashed water on his face.
What he really needed to think about now was how to perfectly complete his year-and-a-half-long mission after offending the school bully.
But even after treating Lu Qiwen like that, the guy hadn’t just dumped him on the ground to fend for himself. Instead, he had called a driver to send him back.
Plus, he had even helped him out at the banquet…
Looking at it this way, maybe Lu Qiwen wasn’t so much of a “school bully” after all.
Song Yu pushed open the door and walked into the dormitory. As it was already late September, the autumn breeze carried a slight chill, which sobered him up considerably.
Suddenly, Song Yu realized something.
Tonight, the system hadn’t once popped up to issue an OOC warning. Combined with what had happened earlier, Song Yu felt a bit puzzled.
Could it be that his degree of OOC wasn’t severe enough?
Impossible. Before, even saying the wrong thing would trigger an OOC warning.
After thinking it over for a long time, Song Yu still couldn’t figure out the system’s new standards for OOC, but not understanding made him uneasy.
Forget it, he’d try again next time.
As for offending Lu Qiwen today…
At worst, he could just hold him a few more times to make up for it when the other was feeling down.
After all, they were both guys, holding hands or hugging a little wasn’t a big deal.