Chapter 31 Werewolf 01 You used to be inseparable.
"Look, that's Xia Mingshuo from Class 2."
Your deskmate pulls your sleeve and whispers in your ear, his tone filled with excitement.
Your fingers paused as you were selecting snacks, and subconsciously you looked up in the direction your deskmate was pointing.
A tall boy was standing in front of the refrigerator. He tilted his head slightly to talk to someone, revealing half of his handsome profile. He was wearing the same loose, baggy, and old-fashioned school uniform from your school, but on him, it looked twice as valuable, more like a new model from a fashion show.
It was indeed him.
You withdrew your gaze and replied calmly: "So what if it's him..."
My deskmate couldn't stop staring at him, a look of envy on his face: "It's rare to see a handsome guy up close, so I have to take a closer look. I really envy the guys in Class 2. I wish all the boys in my class were as handsome as him. That would give me more motivation to study."
You're used to your deskmate's tendency to be infatuated with you, so you sigh helplessly, "Okay, I've picked it out. We can go check out."
"No, wait... I want to see what he chooses to drink, so I can buy a bottle and try it too."
Your deskmate dragged you towards the cooler filled with drinks.
Before you could say anything, your body was dragged forward by your deskmate. When you came to your senses, you were already standing less than half a meter away from Xia Mingshuo.
Okay, since you're here, you might as well buy a bottle.
Anyway, he didn't seem to notice you, but was still struggling with what drink to choose.
My deskmate murmured, "Why are you so slow? I'm going to be late."
In five minutes, evening self-study will begin.
You don't want to rush, so you glance up and down at the refrigerator, then reach for the white peach soda on the far right of the third row, ready to pay first.
However, as soon as your hand grasped the upper half of the bottle of soda, your other hand already grasped the lower half of the soda.
You looked up at the owner of the other hand.
It was Xia Mingshuo, and he didn't seem to want to let go.
If it were someone else, you might have let go, but when it came to him, you simply didn't let go, staring him in the face and saying, "I took it first."
"I chose it first." The boy's tone was cold and his eyes looked at you indifferently.
Your deskmate finally reacted. She must have been torn between her conscience and her own feelings for a while, but ultimately she chose to stand on your side.
"Classmate, why don't you just take another bottle of soda? This is not the only one."
There's a whole column of them here.
Xia Mingshuo didn't say anything, his hand still on the soda bottle, and it seemed that he would not give in.
If I continue to stalemate with him, I'm afraid I'll be late.
You resisted the urge to roll your eyes, let go, grabbed the second bottle of soda from the back, and walked straight to the counter to pay.
Your deskmate quickly caught up to you and grumbled quietly, "Wow, how could Xia Mingshuo be this kind of person? I heard from Xiaojia in the next dorm that he has a good temper and helped her before. He's very gentlemanly and different from those idiots. That's all bullshit. How is he different? It turns out that being handsome alone is not enough. He's so humble..."
You lowered your eyes: "Who knows, maybe he just doesn't like me."
My deskmate quickly asked, "...Why? Do you two know each other?"
You glanced back at the boy who was checking out and shook your head decisively: "I'm not familiar with him, but didn't I always score a few points higher than him in the exams and snatch the first place from him?"
You gave a helpless smile: "Maybe... that's why he dislikes me."
My deskmate was really indignant: "Oh my god... if that's the case, that's too low! I declare that he is no longer my idol!"
"Okay, you still have a dozen male idols anyway."
"Damn it, don't run..."
You and your deskmate played and joked all the way back to the classroom. It seemed that you were not affected by the unpleasant incident, but only you knew that you were not feeling well.
At the end of evening self-study, you deliberately chose to take a detour and passed in front of Class 2, but at a glance, the seat by the window in the back row was empty.
You randomly stopped a boy from Class 2 and asked, "Where's your class monitor? I need to talk to him about something."
"He didn't come to evening study. It seems he asked for leave to go home because he was sick."
You're kidding me, he can get sick with that body.
He was jumping around and trying to grab the same bottle of soda with you just now.
Only those who are not familiar with Xia Mingshuo would be deceived by his "good student" mask.
"Okay, I see. Thank you."
After saying goodbye to the boys in Class 2, you left the teaching building and rode your bicycle.
Because it is close to home, you chose to go to school as a day student.
It only took you seven minutes to reach the downstairs of your residential complex. When you parked your bicycle in the parking lot, you saw Xia Mingshuo's familiar black mountain bike.
When I was taking the elevator upstairs, I met Xia Mingshuo's mother. She called you by your nickname affectionately and asked why she hadn't seen you come to their house to play since you went to high school. She also asked if you had a quarrel with Xia Mingshuo.
Why else could it be? It was all because of that bastard Xia Mingshuo who caused this death for no apparent reason.
You complained like this in your heart, but there was no resentment on your face. After all, your two families have been neighbors for twenty years. Aunt Xia can be said to have watched you grow up and has been very nice to you. There is no need for you to vent your anger on others.
"No, no, I was just planning to go see him. I heard from his classmates that he was sick today and that's why he didn't go to evening study."
Aunt Xia looked surprised, as if she had no idea about this matter. "There's such a thing? The older this kid gets, the more troublesome he becomes. I just saw that he was fine, and he doesn't usually open up to me or his dad. Can you help me ask him what's wrong and what's bothering him?"
You smiled and nodded in agreement: "Okay, I'll go ask."
You followed Aunt Xia back to her home.
To be honest, you are even more familiar with this room than your own home. After all, you have been coming here to play with Xia Mingshuo every day since you can remember.
You were born in the same year and were in the same class in kindergarten, elementary school and junior high school. You are not only childhood sweethearts, but also each other's best friends.
You used to be inseparable.
You sighed, walked to a door as if you were familiar with it, and knocked twice.
"Come in."
The boy's voice at this time sounded very relaxed and clear like the trickling of spring water. When he faced you in the convenience store before, his voice was cold and hard, with a very deliberate sense of alienation.
After hesitating for a moment, you pushed the door open.
The young man in the room was indeed surprised when he saw you. He then frowned, his tone clearly filled with displeasure and panic: "...Why are you here?"
"I heard that someone didn't go to evening self-study because he was sick, so I came to visit the patient."
You spoke casually, and your gaze, which was originally on the boy, subconsciously shifted to the bedside table on the side.
The familiar bottle of white peach-flavored soda was placed on the wooden bedside table, but strangely enough... it was not opened, but was placed there intact.
There's something wrong with you. You snatched it but didn't drink it. You just put it here as a sacrifice.
You get a little angry when you think about this. Xia Mingshuo obviously doesn't like this flavor of soda since he was a child. He likes to drink lime-flavored soda. This abrupt choice is obviously aimed at you.
He just dislikes you and hates you, so he wants to compete with you and deliberately take away what you want.
"go out."
"Get out of my room right now!"
Xia Mingshuo has stood up from the bed. He pursed his lips tightly, and a strange blush gradually appeared on his face, as if he was angry with you. But even so, he just stared at you from a few meters away and would never get close to you.
I don't know when it started, but he has become like this, as if he treats you as some kind of stain that cannot be stained by him, and he is afraid of being stained by you.
"Xia Mingshuo! Do you really think I'm a big fan of coming here? Even if you beg me to come in the future, I won't come!"
A nameless anger surged in your heart, and after shouting, you took out a small box from your pocket and threw it on Xia Mingshuo's bed.
You originally wanted to say "Happy Birthday" to him, but now you have no idea at all.
You turned around and left angrily, but before you took two steps, you heard the loud bang of the door being slammed behind you and the sound of the door being locked.
Who are you guarding against?
Is he sick? Xia Mingshuo is really sick!
If you care about him again next time, you will be a huge idiot.
You returned to your home angrily, rushed into the bedroom, and immediately locked the door, tears of grievance falling uncontrollably.
It was obviously not like this before.
In the past, you two were in a relationship where you could share your biggest secrets with each other.
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