Chapter 90 P-Crack
Xing Yu's lips twitched slightly. He turned around, pulled out his suitcase, and spread it out. Chu Beiling stared at the empty suitcase for a few seconds, then silently began to tidy his clothes.
The two of them each occupied half of the suitcase, and it was quickly filled.
After packing, Xing Yu checked his luggage and looked up at Chu Beiling: "Chu Fanfan."
Chu Beiling, who was lost in thought and suddenly called upon, almost took off on the spot: "Hmm."
Xing Yu: "Check carefully again to see if there's anything you forgot to bring."
Chu Beiling was always careless about trivial matters, and at this moment her mind was completely elsewhere, so she didn't even realize what she had forgotten to bring.
"They should all..." He trailed off.
Upon realizing he had forgotten something, Young Master Chu's face instantly turned bright red, and he felt a surge of heat. He quickly ran to the wardrobe, rummaged through the gaps, and pulled out a few pairs of underwear, stuffing them into a corner of his suitcase.
Xing Yu's lips curled slightly. He had intended to tease him a little more, but then realized that if he said something, it would be awkward for both of them, so he quickly returned to his original state.
Chu Beiling clearly saw a hint of desolation flash in Xing Yu's eyes, and her heart clenched.
Before he could even formulate a thought, Xing Yu spoke first: "Are you going to the American Church?"
"go."
“There’s no evening self-study during the holiday, and you’re going to the art education class. You’ll be drawing for the next five days, so save your energy,” Xu Tunan said, waving the deck of cards he had made himself. “Why don’t you stay and play cards together?”
Chu Beiling: "Playing cards is boring, I'm not playing."
Xing Yu waved his hand.
Xu Tunan complained, "You two only know how to draw, it's so boring."
Chu Beiling shrugged, not caring much about Xu Tunan's accusations. For him, the most interesting things were drawing and arguing with Xing Yu.
All that's left now is drawing.
Only the art department remained on campus. The campus was not as lively as usual; it was very quiet. Summer had not yet arrived, but the cicadas seemed to have woken up early, and a few cicada chirps could be heard occasionally from the grass.
Xing Yu focused intently on the road ahead, while Chu Beiling quietly watched his profile from half a step behind him.
Moonlight filtered through the branches, dappling the concrete pavement. Xing Yu stopped at the boundary between light and shadow.
Chu Beiling was so focused that she didn't notice him stop and bumped into Xing Yu's back.
He rubbed his nose, feeling a sharp pain, and asked, "Why did you suddenly stop?"
Xing Yu didn't reply to him.
Chu Beiling followed the gaze and saw Sheng Xia leaning against the white wall, breathing lightly. She beckoned to Li Dong with a finger in a provocative manner, and then touched her lips.
Li Dong tilted his head, pinched her chin, and kissed her.
The tree-lined path leading to the playground was dim and quiet. The only streetlight had exploded a couple of days ago, and only the sparse moonlight illuminated the two girls, creating a hazy and ambiguous atmosphere.
This was the second time; he and Xing Yu had run into each other for the second time.
This impact is no less significant than the first.
Although it's already the holidays and there are no evening self-study sessions, and you can arrange your time as you please, the more relaxed you are, the stricter Ma Qiu becomes in checking for violations, disciplinary infractions, and early romantic relationships.
"That's incredibly bold," Chu Beiling thought to himself.
At the same time, he thought of what Li Dong had told him.
She said: The more you suppress yourself, the crazier you become. Restraining yourself will only have the opposite effect. As for the so-called road of no return, if you don't believe it is, then it isn't. No one can define it! What is there to fear as long as two people are on the same path?
Just as Li Dong said.
During this time, Chu Beiling restrained himself, not crossing the line, and forcibly suppressed the countless impulses to get closer to him and say, "Let's be together," time and time again.
—It seems to be becoming less and less effective.
Instead, prices have been soaring.
It's about to break through the soil and can't be held down anymore.
Chu Beiling turned her gaze back to Xing Yu. Under the shade of the tree, his outline was blurry, like a deep blue, blurred ink stain.
Xing Yu was lost in thought, and it was unclear whether he was thinking about the same thing as Xing Yu.
Chu Beiling began, "Xing Yu..."
By this time, the two girls had already walked away hand in hand. Xing Yu turned around and said, "Let's go."
Chu Beiling opened her mouth and called out to him, "Xing Yu."
“Hmm,” the other person turned to look at him.
Chu Beiling: "Xing Yu."
He: "Mm."
"Xing Yu".
"Um."
Chu Beiling had a lot to say, but when it came down to it, all she could do was call out to him.
He called out to Xing Yu all the way to the American church, and received a response each time, but there were no further words exchanged.
Early the next morning, the entire art department set off to the basketball court in the science and technology building. A row of buses was parked at the school gate. After counting the number of people, they followed the instructions and boarded the buses for their respective classes.
As soon as they got on the bus, Xing Yu handed Chu Beiling motion sickness patches and medication.
"Thanks."
You're too kind.
They were indeed quite polite during this period.
Chu Beiling understood that they could no longer be friends, let alone face each other honestly.
His gaze shifted away from Xing Yu.
Before meeting Xing Yu, Chu Beiling had never thought that she would like someone, let alone that meeting someone she liked would be like this.
Even now, his desire not to drag Xing Yu down this path of no return has never changed, only—
It's hard to control myself now.
In addition to the supervising teachers, the homeroom teachers also go on study tours.
Wang Caiyan was not as easy to talk to as Lin Tingdao. As soon as she got on the bus, she told them to start reciting ancient poems. The little rascals in Class 13 immediately protested, but were refuted.
After several unsuccessful attempts, I had no choice but to obediently begin memorizing classical poems under the guidance of the class representative for Chinese.
They got up early and were forced to memorize texts, ruining their rare good mood. Everyone was full of resentment, and the sound of them reciting texts almost overturned the bus.
Upon arriving at the high-speed rail station, to avoid disturbing others, Wang Caiyan stopped them from continuing to recite and instructed the class monitor and the discipline committee to maintain order and prohibit them from talking.
Xue Ziang would occasionally stop anyone who spoke in a low voice.
The usually energetic group of kids hung their heads and looked like wilted eggplants, forming a stark contrast to the excited Class 14 of Grade 1, who were waiting at the same ticket gate.
Lin Tingdao couldn't stand it any longer: "Teacher Wang, it's rare for these naughty kids to be let out to play. As long as they don't go too far, it's okay for them to make a fuss."
“Going on a study tour is not a holiday after all. What kind of behavior is it if a bunch of people are making a ruckus?” Wang Caiyan said, “Teacher Lin, you shouldn’t spoil them too much.”
"..."
Artists are all arrogant and unrestrained, and they love freedom. Lin Tingdao has always been laissez-faire with them in class. As long as it's not too extreme, she doesn't care how abstract it is.
Besides, they came out to sketch, and being required to do so and managed would affect their mood.
Lin Tingdao was known for his sharp tongue, and disregarding Wang Caiyan's feelings, he fired off a barrage of criticism at her.
We strongly condemn this behavior that occupies students' holidays and suppresses and restricts their minds and spirits.
Wang Caiyan was embarrassed by what others said and her face darkened. She didn't argue with Lin Tingdao on the spot, but continued to do what she was supposed to do.
Lin Tingdao was just one of their teachers and couldn't interfere too much, so he rolled his eyes in anger.
After waiting for half an hour, students and passengers from Class 14 rushed to the ticket gate and started queuing. Less than five minutes later, the high-speed train to Wuhan began boarding. Halfway through boarding, the high-speed train to Suzhou also began boarding a dozen minutes later.
Station staff used loudspeakers to remind them to pay attention to train numbers, avoid going to the wrong platform or missing their train, and to watch out for the signs under their feet.
The escalators and elevators were packed with people, and Xing Yu, unwilling to squeeze in, headed for the stairs, with Chu Beiling following him.
“Let me do it,” Chu Beiling said, placing her hand on the suitcase handle. “You’ve been pulling it for quite a while.”
"No need." As the intense heat pressed against him, Xing Yu lowered his eyes.
Chu Beiling placed her thumb on the back of his hand, and when he looked over, she didn't let go. She and Xing Yu carried the suitcase together.
In the bustling train station, two teenagers held hands for half a minute, using their suitcases as cover.
Their class occupied half of the high-speed train carriage. Wang Caiyan patrolled the carriage, keeping them under discipline. They couldn't chat or play on their phones. The bunch of silly monkeys had nothing to do, so they all took out their drawing boards and started studying.
Chu Beiling and Xing Yu had separate seats. Their arms were close together, touching intermittently before letting go.
Just like before, it seemed that no one noticed anything.
The high-speed train headed north and arrived in Suzhou two hours later.
After exiting the high-speed rail station, under Wang Caiyan's arrangement, they boarded a bus arranged by the school and arrived at the hotel located in the ancient town.
The squad leader and deputy squad leader distributed the room keys, and Lin Tingdao announced the assembly time. They then went into the hotel rooms in pairs to settle in.
The hotel has good soundproofing; all the noise outside is kept out and you can't hear it at all.
only--
The two stared blankly at the large bed in the room, which was the only one in the room, for a moment. They glanced at each other and then quickly looked away.
To make it easier for teachers to manage the classrooms, the school placed all the rooms on the same floor. This floor was almost entirely occupied by their class, with five or six rooms having double beds. I never expected that they would be one of them.
Chu Beiling's heart suddenly felt like it was being scratched.
After a moment, he put down the heavy painting bag he was carrying and took the suitcase from Xing Yu. He spread it on the floor of the room, separating the tightly packed clothes and exposing them in front of him. Chu Beiling busily began to pack his things.
Even if there's nothing to pack.
Chu Beiling heard a rustling sound behind her. Confused, she turned around and saw Xing Yu rummaging through drawers and cabinets.
Chu Beiling asked curiously, "Xing Yu, what are you looking for?"
Xing Yu: "Extra blankets."
Without even thinking, Chu Beiling blurted out, "What are you looking for? It's not like we haven't slept together before."
As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that his words were ambiguous. He hurriedly rummaged through the suitcase and took out the four-piece bedding set that Xing Yu had brought, put it on the bed, and quickly uttered a few words: "You can put on the duvet."
Xing Yu asked, "You don't mind?"
Perhaps it was because I had arrived in a new city, or perhaps it was because the boundaries I had built in my heart were about to be pushed open and cracked, and those suppressed and restrained emotions began to leak out everywhere, rushing out one after another.
Even though Chu Beiling knew what Xing Yu meant, she still misunderstood.
"If you mind, I'll switch rooms with Hu Tutu. I'll come back for my clothes if I need them." He passed the buck back to Xing Yu, secretly hoping for his reply.
Xing Yu remained silent.
Chu Beiling turned to leave, but Xing Yu grabbed her wrist and pulled her back: "Pack your art supplies, we need to meet in the lobby downstairs in a bit."
"Aww~~"
Chu Beiling lowered his head and busily packed his painting supplies to go out and sketch, trying to distract himself.
Xing Yu didn't say much and started making the bed.
Both of them tacitly kept quiet and busied themselves with their own tasks.
Someone knocked on the door. Chu Beiling got up and couldn't help but glance at the bed. Xing Yu had already changed the bed sheets to the ones he had brought.
He looked away and opened the door.
Xu Tunan squeezed in from outside: "Are you all ready?"
Chu Beiling: "More or less."
Xu Tunan walked in and saw the bed, exclaiming in surprise, "You actually have a large bed!"
Chu Beiling, who was already feeling a little awkward and embarrassed, felt his whole body flush up because of Xu Tunan's words. He knew very well why.
—It's completely beyond saving.
Xu Tunan looked at the two of them, thinking to himself that it was a good idea to keep them on the bed and improve their recently strained relationship, but what he said was, "How do you two plan to sleep?"
After he finished speaking, the two of them stared at him, neither of them saying a word.
Xu Tunan thought for a moment, figuring it probably wouldn't be one sleeping on the floor and the other on the bed, and then asked, "Will you be sleeping together?"
The two of them kept staring at him without saying a word.
“It’s fine. The bed is big, so you won’t fall off even if you roll around. I know you don’t like sleeping with others, but since you’re with the school, there’s not much you can do. Just bear with it.” Xu Tunan said, “I’ll go see if Shengxia and the others have finished packing. Hurry up, I’ll come find you in a bit.”
After Xu Tunan left, the enchanting scenery that had just been overlooked came rushing back.
Xu Tunan didn't know that they had slept together at the training base, sharing a small 90-inch bed. At the time, he didn't know that he liked Xing Yu. Now, Chu Beiling's thoughts were starting to wander again.
He stole a glance at Xing Yu, then looked away, calming his breathing and heartbeat.
"What are you thinking about?" Chu Beiling heard Xing Yu suddenly ask.
“I…” After staring at him for a while, Chu Beiling said, “Brother Ayu, I’ve changed my mind.”
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