Chapter 31 Romantic Scandal
"Auntie knows, and the school has also informed me," Yu Minzhen replied on the other end of the phone, "Please take care of him, I won't be going over."
"That's fine," Wen Siru narrowed his eyes, "Then goodbye, auntie."
"Ah, Siru, Auntie suddenly remembered something and would like to ask you for a favor." Yu Minzhen said quickly on the phone.
"Just say it." Wen Siru stood in the hospital corridor, looking at the bustling crowd coming and going below.
Yu Minzhen pondered and said, "It's... that white jade Buddha on Yizi's neck. Can you help me take it?"
"That white jade Buddha? It must be that very expensive jade. I can see that this thing is very important to him." Wen Si Ru explained.
"Yes, yes, yes. It's the one on his neck." Yu Minzhen couldn't stop getting excited when she mentioned the white jade Buddha.
"But, Auntie, I can't take Brother Zi's things without his permission. Do you have any use for that white jade Buddha?"
Yu Minzhen hesitated for a long time on the other end of the phone before speaking: "As you know, our family situation is quite special..."
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Qin Yang, Yin Zhongjiu and others came to see Ren Yizi the next day. They brought some fruits and chatted for a long time before leaving.
Then the school teachers came to see Ren Yizi. After listening to the teacher of the Sixth Vocational School's explanation of the incident, Black Whirlwind knew that Ren Yizi had fought for the school's cat. He was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and teased Ren Yizi for a while before saying that although it was for the school's cat, he couldn't fight. In addition, he had to remember Ren Yizi's punishment for the conflict with Qian Min last time, and he would definitely have a seat on the podium next time.
Finally, Director Feng said what Ren Yizi wanted to hear the most:
"By the way, although I told you last time that you wouldn't be able to live in a double room if you did it again, your old injuries haven't healed yet, and you've got new ones. I'm being humanitarian, so you should stay in room 520 for the time being."
Ren Yizi's heart was relieved. He grinned and said, "Thank you, Director Feng, for your consideration."
"Well," Black Whirlwind was very satisfied with the way he addressed himself. "After your injury heals, you must continue to study hard with Wen Siru. Do you hear me?"
"I understand--" Ren Yizi drew out the words and secretly glanced at Wen Siru.
"By the way, we've been chatting for so long, why haven't we met your parents?" The teacher next to Black Whirlwind spoke, and Peng Lanmo asked with concern.
Everyone was surprised that Peng Lanmo came with Black Whirlwind to visit Ren Yizi this time.
Everyone in Hanmo Middle School knows that Peng Lanmo is a Buddhist and elegant teacher who doesn't care much about students' personal affairs and is only immersed in his own teaching career.
I don’t know why, but this time I am particularly concerned about Ren Yizi.
"They are busy." Ren Yizi said lightly, looking unconcerned.
"It's okay, teacher. I have finished all the homework for the past few days in advance. I will stay and take care of him." Wen Si Ru suddenly spoke.
"Oh, you see, this is what living under the same roof does to foster deep bonds." Black Whirlwind looked at Wen Si Ru with genuine admiration, as if he were looking at his own son. He patted Wen Si Ru on the shoulder and said, "Don't work too hard. I see that this VVIP ward has someone dedicated to taking care of the patients, right?"
"Well, there will be an aunt to help."
Black Whirlwind heard Wen Siru say this and said, "That's great."
They talked for a while, then looked at their watches and said to Ren Yizi and the others, "It's getting late. We should leave first."
Peng Lanmo turned around and said to Ren Yizi, "Have a good rest and go back to school as soon as possible."
Ren Yizi nodded emphatically. After he waited for the others to leave, he lay down and covered his head with the quilt. He muttered sullenly, "How embarrassing."
Especially in front of Wen Si Ru, it was even more embarrassing.
Let him think as he pleases.
Wen Siru rarely saw the school bully Ren in such an embarrassed mood, so he smiled and said, "Why are you embarrassed?"
"I've never been hospitalized for fighting." Ren Yizi closed his eyes and pretended to be dead in the quilt.
Wen Siru pulled his quilt: "You are not suffering from a fight, you have a stomachache."
"It's an old problem." Ren Yizi followed Wen Siru's movements and pulled down the quilt, revealing his eyes and asking, "By the way, were you the one who got me into this high-end ward?"
Wen Siru looked at his bright eyes beneath his deep brows and replied, "Yes, I rushed over as soon as I received the news and asked someone to let you stay."
Ren Yizi nodded and looked around. This ward was really different from ordinary wards. It had two bedrooms and a living room, with a sofa, a tea table, a massage chair, and a guest room for family members to rest. The scenery outside overlooked the entire beautiful park below the hospital.
Moreover, the sound insulation effect is very good. He has not heard any other sounds outside of this ward. It really makes him feel more comfortable.
The attitude of the doctors and nurses was also very good, and they would ask you in a gentle voice if you felt any discomfort.
To be able to immediately arrange for someone to stay in this kind of ward, it is estimated that it is not enough to just be rich, but also to have strong and reliable personal connections.
Ren Yizi felt that Wen Siru's family situation might be even more amazing than he had imagined.
However, he was used to living a hard life and felt that it was a bit unbearable here. He felt that he was not worthy of such a place, and he did not want Wen Si Ru to spend extra money for him or use connections that should not be used.
Ren Yizi said to Wen Siru, "Ruzai, I think I'm almost well again. I can be discharged this afternoon."
Wen Siru was still standing there holding the drip bottle for him, trying to warm the liquid inside in the autumn weather so that Ren Yisi wouldn't feel so cold when he received the infusion.
"What?" Wen Siru lowered his head when he heard that, and Ren Yizi raised his head. Their eyes met, as if a thread was drawn, and there was ambiguity in the air.
Ren Yizi looked at Wen Siru, whose jawline was so clear and attractive even when he lowered his head. His Adam's apple slid slightly, and he repeated, "I think I'm well again and can be discharged from the hospital, so..."
"That depends on the doctor's opinion," Wen Siru interrupted Ren Yizi, a rare occurrence. He realized belatedly that his tone was a bit harsh, so he softened his tone. "It's not that I won't let you leave the hospital, but I think we need to pay more attention to your stomach problem. It's an old problem that can't be delayed. It needs treatment."
Ren Yizi felt that when Wen Si Ru stood in front of him, the smell of hospital disinfectant in the air became much lighter, and was replaced by the pleasant fragrance of Wen Si Ru.
His nose inhaled the fragrance of Wen Siru imperceptibly, his mind was like a thousand Chinese knots, he was confused and it took a while before he could squeeze out a sentence: "...I'm sorry for the expense."
"It's okay, it didn't cost much money. My relative is the vice president of this hospital." Wen Siru said comfortingly.
"That's good." Ren Yizi nodded.
"Are you hungry? The teachers brought you some fruits. Do you want to eat them now?" Wen Si Ru rang the bell and sat down after seeing that the drip feeding was finished, and said while looking at the fruits on the cabinet.
Ren Yizi hummed, then added, "Don't make it too complicated. Just use something that's easy to eat."
He looked at the strawberries in the fruit basket.
Wen Si Ru understood immediately. He considerately washed a bowl of strawberries with the stems picked and brought it over.
Just as Ren Yizi was about to reach out to take it, Wen Siru came over with a strawberry and fed it to him: "Don't move your hands. You need to take care of it. I'll feed you one by one, okay?"
"You're being so hypocritical." Ren Yizi felt like he was being taken care of by Wen Siru like a child. But he was a man, and even if he was injured, there was no need to take care of him to this extent. "I can eat it myself..."
As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, a mouthful of strawberries was stuffed in his mouth. The strawberries were sweet and juicy. A drop of water flowed from the corner of his plump mouth, crystal clear, which made people think a lot.
"Eat, isn't it better for me to feed you?" Wen Siru's voice became softer. He calmly and naturally wiped away the drop of water on Ren Yizi's face. His warm thumb really made Ren Yizi's heart flutter.
Ren Yizi said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "How can I trouble Master Wen to feed her personally?"
Wen Siru looked over, the natural light filtering through the window making his smooth and delicate face look even more handsome. "How could that be? I'm not bothered at all."
Ren Yizi looked at the person in front of him and felt that he was half lying on the soft bed. He wished he had the ability to freeze time and stop time at this moment.
He secretly sighed that the days he spent alone with Wen Si Ru in the hospital were like stealing a moment of leisure from his busy life.
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Even though he didn't spend Wen Siru's money, Ren Yizi still felt a little guilty. After the doctor said he could be discharged from the hospital, he didn't delay and immediately packed up and went back to school.
Friday morning.
The sun gradually rose, and the sunlight passed through the corridor and illuminated the entire playground.
Each class lined up and came to the playground in turn. Many people woke up from their sleep when they saw the two permanent guests on the rostrum.
The girls, in particular, looked towards the podium excitedly, chirping like happy birds, and kept looking at the two very pleasing to the eye:
"What good day is today? Wen Siru and Ren Yizi are both going to speak on stage?"
"Hey, hey, even if Ren Yizi is handsome, you can't just let your moral values dictate your appearance. It's okay for Wen Siru to speak on stage, but Ren Yizi? He should be here to read his self-criticism."
"It seems to be true. I heard that last week Ren Yizi single-handedly challenged over a dozen people from the six professions next door. Is that true?"
"Where did you hear that from? If you're exaggerating, at least make it sound logical. Even if Ren Yizi was famous for fighting five people alone back then, it's unlikely he could have fought more than a dozen people this time. I heard on the loudspeaker that he only fought with the school bully from the sixth vocational school. It seems like the two of them used to get along well, but they had a falling out last week."
"Why?"
"It seems like it's for the campus beauty of the sixth vocational school?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, another ridiculous excuse..."
And here you are allowed to gossip freely. Forget about your gossip, but can you please keep your voices down? Even the Athletes' March can't drown out your voices.
In the past, he would have thought that fighting for a girl was the kind of heroism he could brag about for the rest of his life.
But now, he didn't want Wen Si Ru to hear any of his romantic scandals.
It's really embarrassing.
Ren Yizi glanced at the person next to him.
Fortunately, Wen Si Ru seemed to be immersed in reciting the script and did not hear any gossip.
He also seized the opportunity to cram for his self-criticism.
Soon, Wen Siru went up to the podium and spoke: "Dear teacher..."
The voice slowly spread to every corner of the huge campus. It was very leisurely and it was an impromptu speech.
Ren Yizi was looking at Wen Siru in the corner behind him. The young man in front of him was as bright as if he was standing at the center of the world. The breeze blew across his snow-white shirt, and the hem swayed gently, as if shaking people's heartstrings.
He stood there, standing on the podium, standing in Ren Yizi's heart.
Wen Siru ranked first in the midterm exam for senior high school students. The Academic Affairs Office asked him to give a speech this time to share his learning experience with other senior high school students.
When Ren Yizi thought of this, a feeling of inferiority welled up in him.
Now I am looking at Wen Si Ru in this corner, just like a rat in the gutter, looking up at the vast and boundless magnificent starry sky in an inconspicuous corner.
No matter how much he and Wen Si Ru interacted, they were not the same kind of people after all.
A feeling of depression spread, and Ren Yizi just wanted to hide his feelings for Wen Siru deep in his heart. He did not expect to become his partner, but only hoped to walk side by side through the difficult days of senior year.
He wanted to turn his grief and anger into motivation and work hard to catch up with Wen Siru.
As soon as Wen Siru finished his speech and stepped down from the podium, a self-criticism draft was stuffed into his hand.
He looked at Ren Yizi's determined back, not quite understanding his actions. He probably wanted to go off script, but Black Whirlwind didn't ask Ren Yizi to do so at all.
"I am Ren Yizi from Class 26 of Senior 3. Regarding the fight outside the school, I have realized that I made a... uh... serious mistake..."
Ren Yizi was very nervous. He felt Wen Siru looking at him from behind. His mind was blank at the moment. He had forgotten all the words at the end of the poem. He could only smack his lips and say, "Tsk, I forgot the words..."
His complaining voice came through the microphone and reached everyone's ears.
Thousands of students in the audience blinked and stared at him blankly for a few seconds, and then burst into thunderous laughter.
The black whirlwind on the other side of the rostrum suddenly turned even darker, and he held the microphone and shouted desperately: "Everyone, be quiet!"
The students gradually quieted down.
Ren Yizi was thicker-skinned than a city wall. When Black Whirlwind was enforcing discipline, he ran to the back of the rostrum at the speed of light, took the draft of self-criticism from Wen Si Ru, and ran back to the center of the rostrum. He read the draft as if nothing had happened, and had long forgotten the idea of being as good as Wen Si Ru in impromptu speech.
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Cherish this sweet and playful daily life of the two of them~
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