“Damn, what a body.” That was Song Yu’s first thought upon seeing him.
Over on his side, Lu Qiwen’s face darkened considerably. He directly scooped up a set of clothes from the bed and pulled them on.
Seeing the other put on clothes, Song Yu’s eyes even held a hint of disappointment.
He lowered his head to glance at his own flat stomach, his expression serious.
If he started working out, how long would it take to achieve the school bully’s broad shoulders and narrow waist effect?
As he was lost in thought, Song Yu suddenly noticed the extremely strong greasy smell emanating from the snack in his hand and inwardly panicked.
Oh no! This school bully has a cleanliness obsession!!
His breath almost hitched, and he attempted to shift the things in his hand behind his back at a speed Lu Qiwen wouldn’t notice.
“Ha, hello there.”
“Didn’t expect you back tonight.”
The moment he said this, Song Yu regretted it.
Stupid mouth! Why did you have to say that! Wouldn’t it have been better to let yesterday’s incident quietly pass?
He stood there with his mouth agape for a long moment, his face flushing red, yet he couldn’t think of anything to say to salvage the situation.
Lu Qiwen casually rubbed a towel over his hair a couple of times. Watching the flustered Song Yu in front of him, for some reason, his irritable mood suddenly improved a bit.
His slender peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint smile lifted the corner of his mouth. “What, seems like you’re disappointed I’m back.”
In Song Yu’s eyes, this expression was practically sentencing him to a suspended death penalty. He clasped his hands tightly behind his back, gripping several bags. “No, not at all.”
“How could that be?”
“An illusion, an illusion, all just Young Master Lu’s illusion.”
Suddenly, inspiration struck him, and he quickly added, “I just remembered there’s something I haven’t finished yet. Please, take your time getting settled.”
With that, he took a straight step backward.
Lu Qiwen, however, let out a light snort, his gaze fixed on him with a sinister edge. “Do you know what I hate?”
Song Yu’s footsteps halted.
“Ah, I really don’t know,” he said, his voice not betraying any panic, but his big eyes were filled with “I’m guilty.”
“Is that so? Then I’ll mercifully tell you,” Lu Qiwen said with a smile, but that smile sent chills down Song Yu’s spine. “You’d better throw those unclean things behind you far away. Anything with a smell is not allowed within ten meters of the dorm.”
“Okay…”
“Wait, no! This is my dinner!”
Song Yu abruptly lifted his head, his eyelids drooping, the corners of his mouth slightly downturned, his entire face etched with pitiful grievance, as if he had suffered the greatest injustice.
“Hmm?” Lu Qiwen shot him a threatening glance, his eyes filled with utter disdain for those bags.
“Okay, Young Master.”
Song Yu was filled with bitter indignation, but when under someone else’s roof, one must bow their head, especially under such a comfortable roof!
He sighed.
Lu Qiwen couldn’t help but curl the corner of his mouth, lifting his chin slightly. “Now, go throw it all away.”
Song Yu carried the things downstairs, sneaking around like a thief, specifically looking left and right toward the dorm direction. After confirming no one was around, he quickly opened them and stuffed everything into his mouth in one go.
When he returned to the dorm, he still felt a bit guilty, opening the door with extreme caution.
Seeing him return, Lu Qiwen was about to say something when his sharp eyes caught the greasy sheen at the corner of the other’s mouth. The smile that had just lifted instantly fell.
He stared expressionlessly at Song Yu for a good while.
Song Yu was just about to open his mouth to speak when he accidentally let out a small burp.
He abruptly raised both hands to cover his mouth.
“You’re quite good at feigning compliance while acting contrary.” Lu Qiwen straightened up, letting out a cold laugh. His peach blossom eyes fixed on Song Yu, sending an involuntary shiver down the latter’s spine.
This time, Lu Qiwen was genuinely angered to the point of amusement.
Running into that idiot Lu Zhi today was already annoying enough, and now someone else was adding to his irritation.
He truly couldn’t understand what was so appealing about those cheap, unhygienic things that this person felt compelled to finish them off in just a few minutes.
With an expressionless face, Lu Qiwen exited the payment page and tossed his phone aside.
He shouldn’t have softened just because the other said it was his dinner and considered transferring money so he could go out for a proper meal.
[Character OOC level rising: 10%… 15%…]
“Of course not!” Song Yu stared at the system panel, breaking into a cold sweat. A sudden inspiration struck him, and he quickly explained, “I deliberately bought extra food, thinking you hadn’t come back last night and wanting to apologize to you.”
“But I didn’t know you didn’t like it, and I didn’t want to waste it. I’m sorry…”
Lu Qiwen paused, glanced at Song Yu’s wide, flickering eyes that looked pitiful, and snorted softly before turning away.
“Do as you please. I wasn’t angry in the first place, so what’s there to apologize for?”
Seeing the OOC level begin to drop, Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief, then couldn’t help but throw a few mock punches at Lu Qiwen’s retreating back.
A school bully is still a school bully!
So hard to please!
What’s wrong with me eating what I bought myself?!
“You…” Suddenly, Lu Qiwen turned back around.
Song Yu immediately retracted his outstretched fist, clasped his hands together in front of him, and smiled innocently. “What’s wrong?”
Song Yu already had a bit of baby fat, his cheeks plump and soft. As he spoke, he tilted his head slightly in confusion.
For no apparent reason, Lu Qiwen stared at him for a long while. He had met many people and seen many eyes, but the eyes of the person before him were unusually clear.
Song Yu felt a chill run down his spine under that gaze, his smile almost faltering.
Lu Qiwen cleared his throat, looking somewhat uncomfortable. “I won’t like you.”
Song Yu: ?
Isn’t the topic jumping a bit too far, bro?
“I won’t be staying in this dorm for long.”
Song Yu wasn’t surprised to hear this, as the young master in the original story only lived in the dorm for a month.
“So, trying to curry favor with me here is pointless.”
Song Yu: ??
No, I’m not! I didn’t!
“You’re a beta, right?”
Song Yu was stunned for a moment, not realizing he was being referred to.
Lu Qiwen frowned, looking wary. “Are you an omega?”
Song Yu finally understood that the antagonist was referring to the gender dynamics of this world and quickly shook his head. “I’m a beta!”
“I swear, I truly have no ulterior motives toward you! Absolutely no feelings of affection at all!”
Hearing this, Lu Qiwen’s frown deepened. “Are you saying you don’t think highly of me?”
“No, no, no! I see you as an idol! A distant, unattainable white moonlight! Someone whose happiness brings me happiness!” After saying this, Song Yu forced a few dry laughs toward Lu Qiwen.
“How could I have such shallow thoughts about you?”
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Lu Qiwen widen his eyes slightly, grab his phone, and abruptly turn away without sparing Song Yu another glance.
Was he angry or had he calmed down?
Song Yu blinked.
Seeing that the villain still hadn’t spoken, and his phone kept emitting game music sounds, he could only regretfully take his clothes and walk into the bathroom, completely unaware that a small, flushed ear tip was peeking out from under the blanket.
Morning classes at eight are the most inhumane rule in the world!
Especially for a college student like him, who had already endured one round of early classes and was now back to suffer through them again.
After a full morning of music theory, Song Yu was utterly exhausted.
Thinking of lunch, he quickened his pace, but as soon as he reached the bottom of the stairs, he turned a corner and nearly collided with someone.
“Sorry.” the person in front of him swayed slightly, his voice slightly hoarse.
Song Yu took a closer look.
The protagonist shou?!
Meanwhile, Lu Qiwen, who was descending the stairs, narrowed his eyes, staring at the two figures in front of the teaching building who were almost overlapping.
“What are you looking at?” Jiang Yuanheng turned to Lu Qiwen, who had suddenly stopped.
Following Lu Qiwen’s gaze, he raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t that the omega the Cheng family just brought back? I heard he’s quite exceptional.”
“Hey, where are you going?”