Chapter 41: A Wonderful Person

The anger that lingered in my chest was extinguished by the repeated "I'm sorry" mixed with tears.

Zhu Yanshi sighed softly and reached out to pat Yuan Qing on the back.

"He's a mysophobe, and he feels uncomfortable when his shoes are stepped on and dirty."

While Zhu Yanshi was explaining, Yuan Qing nodded gently, and his chin rested on Zhu Yanshi's shoulder, feeling a little itchy.

“Don’t do this…”

Zhu Yanshi wanted to laugh.

"You are not his servant, you don't have to do this..."

Yuan Qing slowly loosened her arms around Zhu Yanshi's waist and turned to stare at the person next to her whose chin had turned red from being pinched by her.

He rubbed his fingertips gently. "I hurt you, can you hit me back?"

He suddenly stopped and stared at Zhu Yanshi quietly.

"fine."

Zhu Yanshi waved his hand indifferently.

"I'm not a germaphobe, it's just something that happens to me."

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda."

He struck an Amitabha pose.

"It's just so great and selfless."

"I hurt you, hit me."

Yuan Qing stubbornly repeated it again, not giving others any chance to change the subject.

Zhu Yanshi also stopped, looked back at the person standing there, and frowned.

He didn't refuse anymore, but walked back, stood next to Yuan Qing, reached out, and flicked the other person's forehead, causing him to burst his head.

The force did not relent, only a crisp sound was heard, like a watermelon being snapped.

"Clear your mind."

Zhu Yanshi raised his eyebrows and smiled wickedly.

He turned around, his hands in his pockets, his voice carried by the wind.

"I'm not as crazy as your dad."

The sunlight spread across the ground, and the boy's shadow lengthened. He walked forward, facing the sun, standing in the brilliance...

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The next few days were filled with long classes. As soon as Zhu Yanshi entered the classroom, he lay down on the table and fell asleep.

There was no intention of disturbing Fu Qian'an's pursuit of Yuan Qing.

But the way those two get along is strange.

Sitting next to each other, no one talks and the whole day can be awkward.

The most familiar stranger.

Zhu Yanshi closed his eyes, feeling the silence around him, and couldn't help but smile.

Through observation over the past few days, Zhu Yanshi discovered that Fu Qi'an was an extremely strange person.

He said he wanted to pursue Yuan Qing, but he didn't do anything to show it. He didn't buy her gifts or flowers, nor did he try to please her with sweet words.

He stayed beside Yuan Qing like a transparent person, thinking about his own things.

Immersed in my own world and unable to extricate myself.

Without anyone else interfering, emotional assistance was easier. Zhu Yanshi couldn't help Fu Qi'an to flirt with others, so he could only make sure the person he assisted stayed together.

The rest of the time, he was happy to have some free time.

As the get out of class was about to end, the sounds of bags being packed drifted around the classroom, and after the professor left the room, the sounds of chairs being moved mixed in.

Zhu Yanshi didn't sleep well. He hadn't been so busy recently, so his sleep had become lighter.

I stood up and turned around to see a group of little girls gathered in the aisle next to me.

Staring at Fu Qian'an with bright eyes.

"President...you're back?"

"I heard that you won first place in another school's internal competition during your exchange this time?"

“…Everyone misses you…”

Implying.

Fu Qi'an took a step back calmly, his expression indifferent.

He raised his hand to glance at the exquisite watch on his wrist, frowned, and after a struggle in his heart, he spoke.

"…I promised you before I left. I'll treat you to a department dinner tonight."

A group of little girls in front of him cheered. Zhu Yanshi leaned against the table to watch the show. Suddenly he thought of something and raised the corners of his eyes.

"Have fun."

He turned around and was about to leave from the other side, but he heard a familiar male voice coming from behind, interrupting his escape.

"You too."

Zhu Yanshi turned around and looked into Fu Qi'an's calm eyes.

——I’m going to be a light bulb?

Zhu Yanshi gave him a look.

——You go and liven up the atmosphere.

Fu Qi'an sent a look back.

It was a rare opportunity for them to understand each other. Zhu Yanshi frowned, and then saw the other party's hand drop down, tapping the phone on the table.

Paid...

You have to go even if you don't want to.

The two people exchanged glances as if no one was around, and the people around them had smiles on their faces as if they were watching a show.

Yuan Qing narrowed his eyes and stood in front of Zhu Yanshi.

"Even if he doesn't go..."

"fine."

Zhu Yanshi reached out and patted Yuan Qing's shoulder. With a fake smile, he reached out and hooked the person in front of him and led him out of the aisle.

"It's boring in the dormitory..."

"Senior Fu is so kind as to invite us, so why not go?"

The sound drifted away.

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As night fell, inside a private room in a large bar outside the school—

There were colorful lights swaying all around, and the lights fell on the ground, casting bright spots one after another.

The air was filled with a faint smell of alcohol, and the fruits and snacks on the table were piled in a mess.

Several girls and boys from the student union went out to dance together. There were only a few people sitting in the box, and someone was singing with a microphone.

The sound was on the verge of breaking and about to take a sharp turn for the worse, but was pulled back again, which was a bit irritating to the ears.

Yuan Qing went to the bathroom, and Zhu Yanshi had no one to tease. He picked up the wine on the table and took a sip out of boredom.

Turning his head, he happened to catch a glimpse of Fu Qian, who was standing on the side with an expressionless face. The other party had his brows tightly frowned. The dim light fell on the man's pale face, making him look even more noble.

He was wearing a simple black shirt with the buttons buttoned to the top, revealing very white skin. His eyes, bright in the dim light, looked around with some disgust.

I feel uncomfortable all over. I guess my mysophobia has come back.

From the moment he entered the door until now, he has refused to sit down.

Zhu Yanshi put the wine glass on the table. He found it funny and couldn't suppress the smile on his face. He lowered his head and took out a pack of wet wipes from his pocket.

Use a wet paper towel to wipe the leather sofa up and down several times, and then carefully use a dry paper towel to dry the small water stains.

He looked up, his eyes met Fu Qi'an's, and he raised his eyebrows.

"I've cleaned it for you, sit down."

Fu Qian'an didn't say anything the whole time, but just stood there silently. It started like this when the boy approached and couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

Until the other person took out a wet wipe from his pocket, wiped the single sofa next to him, then looked up with a pair of bright eyes.

Suddenly, a violent vibration sound came from the speaker next to me, which made my heart ache.

Fu Qi'an thought of the time when the other party had wiped the dirt off his shoes without hesitation.

His heart was beating fast too.

No one would do this...

"You don't have to do this."

Fu Qi'an looked away, sat on the sofa, turned his head and looked at the big screen next to him.

The screen emitted bright light, which fell into his pupils, vaguely revealing his discomfort.

Zhu Yanshi didn't say anything, but suddenly stared at the direction behind him, stood up and ran over, grabbed Yuan Qing who was coming out of the bathroom, and pushed him to the seat next to Fu Qi'an.

He said quickly before leaving.

"Senior Fu has something to tell you..."

At least he should give some assistance, otherwise it would seem that he doesn't care enough about this matter.

Zhu Yanshi thought.

He turned around and ran to the front, took the microphone that the previous person had put down, and ordered a love song.

Everyone else in the room had gone out, and from time to time, disco music could be heard coming from outside, but it disappeared when the door closed.

Zhu Yanshi played the role of an accompaniment, singing a sad love song with a youthful voice, which sounded very nice.

Fu Qi'an didn't say anything, but he could hear a hoarse voice coming from the side.

He stared at the table in front of him in a daze. After a moment, he looked up and met the eyes of Yuan Qing beside him.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Would you like something to eat?"

Fu Qi'an squeezed out a question.

When he noticed the person next to him shaking his head in refusal, he shut up.

The two of them didn't speak again, their eyes all fixed on the young man standing in front holding the microphone and singing.

Zhu Yanshi is very devoted when singing. It’s not just him bragging, he used to be a microphone master.

I just kept suppressing myself and couldn't sing better than those bosses I attended social events with, and I felt frustrated for a long time.

Now he was completely relaxed and sang with great passion for more than ten minutes, while the two people behind him remained silent for more than ten minutes.

Just two sentences in the last minute...

After everyone returned to the private room one by one, the room was filled with a strong smell of cigarettes and a mess of perfume.

Fu Qian'an couldn't stand the mixed smell. The unpleasant smell covered up the faint and soothing fragrance next to it.

"You guys play, I'm leaving first."

Fu Qi'anka spoke during the interval between the music.

The man stood up, his brows slightly furrowed, trying not to make his expression look so disgusted.

But even if he was already in control, others could still sense it clearly in his eyes.

He's already enduring it very hard, don't push him anymore.

When the man turned and walked to the door, he paused, turned his head, and his eyes first fell on Yuan Qing who was sitting on the sofa.

After thinking for a moment, he turned his gaze and looked at Zhu Yanshi who was playing rock-paper-scissors with a group of young people.

"Zhu Yanshi, please send me out."

Zhu Yan pretended not to hear.

It was not until the voice came from behind that the boy reluctantly stepped out of the crowd and sighed helplessly.

"You go ahead, Master."

Sending the other person out is just the simple meaning.

Fu Qi'an has severe mysophobia. He was reluctant to let Yuan Qing suffer, so among the people he could accept, he chose the poor Zhu Yanshi.

The door of the box was pushed open, and countless waves hit over, shaking people's heads clear.

Zhu Yanshi stood on the side where there were more people to prevent anyone from touching Fu Qi'an.

Just as they were moving towards the door, the road ahead was suddenly blocked.

It should be said that Fu Qi'an's road ahead was blocked.

Several girls linked their arms and looked at him expectantly, with sweet smiles on their faces, and shouted out a lingering and sad cry -

"Brother~"

"Want to play with us?"

Zhu Yanshi had his head down, concentrating on performing his duties as a bodyguard. He never imagined that one day he would do this kind of work.

The previous 50,000 yuan was not so easy to earn.

Just as I was thinking this, the road was blocked. I looked up confusedly and was almost blinded by the smiling faces of a row of girls.

Unfortunately, the smile was not directed at him, but at Fu Qian'an with a wolf-like gaze.

Zhu Yanshi keenly noticed that his financial sponsor was starting to frown, so he took a step forward and stood in front of Fu Qi'an.

"Sorry, he's taken."

A little fake smile on his face.

The little girls' smiles froze, they frowned, and then looked around at them with strange expressions.

Their attitudes changed 360 degrees, they turned around, pushed each other, and voices mixed with laughter floated over.

“Weird…”

"A couple came to the bar..."

“It’s really fun…”