Chapter 25 A Strange Book of Men
"Why?" Ren Yizi was stunned, his eyes full of confusion.
"Don't ask," Chen Qingyi pursed his lips.
Chen Qingyi originally had a good impression of Wen Si Ru. She even thought that if she and Ren Yi Zi were really together, she would let Ren Yi Zi ask Wen Si Ru more questions that she couldn't solve.
but.......
Chen Qingyi seemed to have remembered something bad, his brows furrowed, and he advised: "Anyway, I think Wen Siru is weird, you'd better not get too close to him."
Ren Yizi couldn't help but retort: "Why would Wen Siru be weird? He's a very nice guy. You're really overthinking it."
"Maybe. By the way, what I just said is known to heaven, earth, you and me. Don't tell anyone else." Chen Qingyi said seriously.
"OK."
Chen Qingyi felt someone staring at her, and a chill ran down her spine. She looked around but didn't see anyone else nearby. "Let's go downstairs. The wind feels a bit strong today. Oh, where's my book?"
"I got it back for you. It's in my schoolbag. Can I borrow your book?" Ren Yizi followed her downstairs.
"Ah? Goodbye," Chen Qingyi's face was full of excitement, and she looked meaningful. "That book has a very unique taste. I'm afraid it will leave a psychological trauma after reading it."
"No, I just like to watch strange things."
"That's fine, just remember not to let Black Whirlwind take you in again, otherwise, you won't be able to afford the compensation."
"Is that book some kind of priceless thing?"
"That's a signed edition. I managed to snatch it with great difficulty." Chen Qingyi rolled his eyes. "Anyway, remember not to let Black Whirlwind take it away."
"I know—" Ren Yizi dragged out the tune, deliberately teasing Chen Qingyi, "Maybe Black Whirlwind would like to read it too. The corners of the book are all turned upside down."
"What!?"
"Hahahahaha, you believe this?"
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Wen Siru sat on the Black Whirlwind chair with his arms folded, expressionless, his eyes reflecting the figures of Ren Yizi and Chen Qingyi chatting and laughing in the opposite corridor.
His pupils suddenly shrank, and a cruel aura emanated from his whole body. He suddenly pushed a large stack of documents on Feng Zhengshen's desk.
The white paper scattered in an instant and floated to the ground, creating a mess.
Feng Zhengshen returned to the office after the meeting. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Wen Siru trying to pick up the paper on the ground. He was surprised and said:
"What's going on?"
The marble floor was emitting bursts of cold air, and the wind was making my clothes cling tighter, making me feel that this autumn was colder than in previous years.
Wen Siru gave him an embarrassed smile, bowed, and said softly, "I'm sorry, teacher, I accidentally knocked them over just now. I will clean them up quickly. I'm sorry for the trouble."
His smile was so refreshing that it was impossible to blame him for anything.
Feng Zhengshen also joined in picking up the papers. He looked at Wen Siru with a kind smile. He really liked such an outstanding and polite student. "The competition must be tiring, right? You're back so early? I thought you would play there for a few days, so I approved a few extra days of leave for you."
"Thank you, teacher. I want to come back to review more lessons. After all, I'm in my third year of high school." Wen Siru paused slightly, "and I also want to help Ren Yizi review his lessons."
"Is that what he calls review? It's more like preview." Feng Zhengshen's vision darkened when he heard some people's names. "Are you two so close? Did he bother you in the dormitory? If he did, I can transfer him out at any time."
"No, teacher, you're worrying too much. He's a very interesting person and very nice to me."
Feng Zhengshen was really confused and asked doubtfully, "Really?"
Wen Siru folded the documents neatly, as if they had been measured with a ruler, and smiled at Feng Zhengshen: "Of course."
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At night, the bell for evening study rang.
Ren Yizi skipped evening self-study again and exercised in the dormitory.
He was sweating profusely while doing push-ups, and all he could think about were the contents of the novels Chen Qingyi had given him. He couldn't understand why two men could do that.
Just as I was thinking about these things, the door was opened.
Ren Yizi's heart skipped a beat and began to beat rapidly.
He panted, looked up at Wen Siru at the door, and said calmly, "Are you back? The milk tea on the table is yours. Do you like it?"
Wen Si Ru nodded lightly, walked in and said nothing.
Letting Yizhi follow him with his remaining eyes, his heart sank to the bottom.
Wen Si Ru was really not right today. Ren Yizi tried to recall whether he had done something bad to make people unhappy, but even after racking his brains, he couldn't think of what he had done wrong.
Ren Yizi's heart was in a mess, so he pretended not to care and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Wen Siru tidied up his desk and said after a long while, "Sorry, Brother Zi, I've been so tired these past few days and haven't recovered yet. What were you talking about just now?"
Seeing Wen Siru's expression return to normal, Ren Yizi felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, it's okay, the milk tea on the table is yours, drink it quickly."
"Okay." Wen Siru picked up the milk tea and looked at Ren Yizi doing weighted squats with his back to him. He glanced at his round and perky butt. Today, Ren Yizi was wearing a black vest and school uniform shorts, and his body was full of hormones.
Wen Siru's Adam's apple twitched, and he half-closed his eyes and asked casually, "Were you with Chen Qingyi today?"
His voice, along with the harsh sound of stools being shoved in the dormitory upstairs, reached Ren Yizi's ears.
Ren Yizi felt inexplicably guilty, and suddenly his hand slipped, nearly dropping the barbell. He broke out in a cold sweat, "No, why are you asking?"
"Haven't you been pursuing her all the time?" Wen Siru inserted the straw into the milk tea, looked at Ren Yizi's strong back which was broad at the top and narrow at the bottom, and asked calmly.
"Yeah, but I failed to confess my feelings today." Ren Yizi licked his lower lip, sweat flowed into his mouth, and the salty and bitter taste rushed to his forehead.
"Will you continue to pursue her?" Wen Si Ru lowered his eyes and stirred the ingredients in the milk tea.
"I'm not going to chase it anymore. Those math problems have exhausted me physically and mentally." Ren Yizi's breathing became heavier, and the sweat on his forehead kept falling onto the mat.
Wen Siru sipped his milk tea with satisfaction, savoring the sweetness. "Oh, that's a shame. But it's better for you to focus on your studies. I'm going to take a shower first. I'll teach you some math problems later."
Ren Yizi's heart relaxed a little, but he couldn't relax for long as his nerves became tense again.
How should he feel when facing Wen Si Ru in the future?
Wen Siru is such a smart man, will he be able to see how I feel about him?
There was a lot of noise outside the dormitory, which made people feel irritated and uneasy.
Ren Yizi really wanted to punch himself so that his brain would lose its memory and he wouldn't have these troubles anymore.
In the following days, Wen Si Ru took several days off, saying that there were things going on at home, and his cell phone was always turned off.
This is good. Ren Yizi now has time to adjust himself, so he went out to play for several days.
He even went to nightclubs to find prostitutes to verify whether he was gay or not. He looked at the faces of those skinny boys, which were even more delicate than those of women, but he didn't feel anything for any of them.
The old lady suddenly ran out, her face, covered with tons of powder, pale and pale, and said to him, "Sir, I'm sorry, we can't accept you. We are closed today."
Ren Yizi found this outrageous. He looked around and saw no signs of the business closing down. He said speechlessly, "Why?"
"We're closing today." The old mom shook her head and repeated what she had just said. She waved her hand and asked the young ducks to go back.
The boys had never seen such a scene before. Usually they had to entertain sugar daddies with big bellies and shiny heads. Now that a handsome boy had chosen them, how could they be willing to give up such fat meat, even if it was for free.
But the old lady's eyes were so scary that they had to leave reluctantly.
Ren Yizi left with a lot of questions in his mind, but he had no intention of really spending money there. He just wanted to face his own heart.
It turns out he is not gay at all, that’s great!
but......
Why did he feel so excited when he thought of Wen Siru? He was as sensitive as a flammable and explosive chemical.
Oh God, someone please save him!
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In the evening, the lights come on and the night falls.
Ren Yizi and Qin Yang ate and drank their fill at a milk tea shop near the school and prepared to go back to school for evening self-study.
After leaving the milk tea shop, a group of boys passed by them and chatted there.
Ren Yizi heard one of the pockmarked men say: "Let me tell you, that Wen Siru is an illegitimate child, a bastard born to a whore. I don't know how he attracts so many girls in the school..."
Someone echoed: "Holy crap, is this true? Are wealthy gossips so exciting? I thought he was born to the legal wife, what a big deal."
Ma Zi's face was filled with gloom. "How could that be false? My dad works at one of their modeling agencies. Isn't that clear? It's because of a bastard like him that my dad lost his job! Our whole family is starving! Fuck him!"
Their group of people began to comfort Ma Zi, and followed Ma Zi to use the national quintessence to curse Wen Si Ru.
Ren Yizi clenched his fists, his fingertips digging deep into the flesh, leaving red marks.
He recognized the pockmarked man as the son of the manager who had caused trouble for him at his model show last time, so he said in a neither loud nor quiet voice, "Your father was fired. It was all his own fault."
Ma Zi keenly caught his sudden noise, turned his big eyes to Ren Yizi and said, "What the hell are you talking about!"
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