Chapter 6 The Victory of Pig Farming
The days are like the sheets ironed by Lin Yan, smooth, soft, and carrying the comforting smell of sunshine and laundry detergent.
I, Chen Rui, a Buddhist pig that has been raised to be fat and strong (spiritually) and fat and happy (physically), am immersed in the happiness of "pig farming in the canyon", enjoying Lin Yan's all-round "raising" and the occasional "little willfulness" that is only shown to me.
This feeling of being needed and treated specially is like a small heater in winter, warming me so much that I feel lazy and comfortable even in my bones.
Until the dormitory door was slammed open.
The fourth roommate rushed in, his face filled with the excitement of discovering a new world. He almost slammed his phone screen into my face and another roommate's face: "Holy shit! Holy shit! Look at the confession wall! It's amazing!"
I didn't even bother to lift my eyelids, my fingers flying across the keyboard: "I'm not watching, I'm busy raising pigs, don't block my pentakill."
Lin Yan went to pick up our express delivery today. I was the only one in the dormitory, so it was a good time to let myself go (I was so green I had to pick my feet).
"No! It's about Brother Yan!" The fourth brother raised his voice, successfully attracting my attention, "Lin Yan! A guy! Confessed his love to her! Right at the east gate of our school! Pictures will reveal the truth!"
As soon as I slid the mouse, the "pig" (game character) on the screen that I had carefully raised was instantly killed by the opponent's concentrated fire, and the screen turned gray.
Lin Yan? Confession? And it's a guy?
An inexplicable airflow suddenly hit my throat, choking me and making my breathing difficult.
My heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, and then suddenly released, leaving behind a feeling of emptiness and panic with a bit of sharp pain.
Lin Yan...was in a relationship? With a guy? Hadn't he...hadn't he been in a relationship for a long time?
We were practically inseparable. Aside from attending classes, picking up packages, and occasionally going to the library, he spent most of his time in the dorm, spending it all on me, his "Goblin." Wasn't he just going to pick up a package today? How could this be...
"Confession Wall? What the hell is that?" I heard my voice was a little dry, with an urgency that I didn't even realize I was eager. "Let me see it!"
I almost snatched the phone from Lao Si, and my fingers turned slightly white from the force.
On the screen was a page from the school’s gossip hub, “XX University Confession Wall.”
The latest pinned post has a dazzlingly clear picture:
Under the dim street lights, a thin boy in a white shirt was holding a large bouquet of warm red roses, his head slightly tilted back, with obvious nervousness and anticipation on his face.
And opposite him, the man with only his tall back exposed - that light gray thin coat, the familiar shoulder line, the slightly drooping neck line - I would recognize him even if he turned into ashes!
The submission reads: [Wow! Submit! A shocking confession from a man of such caliber appeared at the East Gate at 8 o'clock tonight! The person being confessed to is Senior Lin Yan, our school's universally recognized gentle man! The submitter was right there, and my hands are shaking with excitement! The guy in the white shirt is so brave! I just wonder if Senior Lin agreed? He's so handsome even from behind! Please follow up!!!]
"Oh my god, it's really Brother Yan!" Another roommate came over and exclaimed in amazement, "This guy is quite brave! But it's normal that Brother Yan's charm can attract both men and women..."
I didn't hear a word they said afterwards.
His eyes were fixed on the photo, on Lin Yan's back, whose expression could not be seen clearly.
A huge wave of emotions, a mixture of panic, loss, confusion and even a hint of betrayal, instantly overwhelmed me like a cold tide.
Didn’t he…say he didn’t want to be in a relationship anymore?
Isn’t he going to pick up the express today?
Who is the boy holding the flowers?
Did he... agree?
My mind was in a mess and my heart was beating like a drum in my chest, making my fingertips numb.
An indescribable feeling of bitterness spread from the bottom of my heart, which was a hundred times more painful than being betrayed by my teammates and losing a hundred stars.
I even felt my hand holding the mouse trembling slightly, and the grayness on the screen seemed to spread into reality.
"Hey? Brother Rui, what's wrong with you? Why are you so pale?" The fourth brother finally noticed something was wrong with me and looked at me suspiciously. "Aren't you usually the one who doesn't care about these gossips? Why are you reacting so strongly today?"
I snapped back to my senses and stuffed the phone back into Lao Si's hand as if I'd been burned. I suppressed the blockage in my throat and forced out a smile uglier than crying.
"Ahem...N-nothing. It's just...it's about my roommate after all, so I just want to show some concern, just show some concern..."
The voice was dry and unconvincing.
I turned my gaze back to the screen, trying to use the intense team battle to dispel the picture and those messy emotions in my mind.
But my fingers were stiff and my control was distorted. The combos that I could usually perform with my eyes closed kept failing, and my teammates' "?" numbers were almost filling the screen.
All I could think about was the man in the white shirt holding the flowers and Lin Yan's silent back.
When will he come back?
What would he say?
Will things...change between us?
This unprecedented feeling of panic made me feel uneasy.
Lin Yan came back very late.
The lights in the dormitory were off, and only a small night light was on at the head of my bed. The light from the screen dimly reflected my stiff face.
I heard him quietly open the door and put things away.
He walked to my bedside and seemed to pause for a moment, his eyes falling on my face where I had my eyes closed and was trying hard to pretend to be asleep.
I could feel his gaze, like a physical weight, pressing down on me, making it almost impossible to breathe. My heart was beating deafeningly in the darkness.
Pretend to be asleep! You must pretend to be asleep!
I closed my eyes tightly and tried to keep my breathing steady.
Now is not the time to face him. I haven’t thought it through yet and haven’t sorted out this tangled mess of emotions!
However, the next second, a slightly cold but strong hand suddenly grabbed my wrist!
"!" I was so scared that I almost screamed, and my body tensed up instantly.
Lin Yan didn't give me time to react. He used his arms to pull me out of the warm bed! His movements were quick and decisive, with an unquestionable strength.
"Hey! Lin Yan! What are you doing?!" He half-dragged and half-pulled me off the bed. I didn't even have time to put on my slippers. I stepped barefoot on the cold floor and growled in shock and anger.
Lin Yan said nothing and pulled me straight to the small, locked private bathroom in the dormitory.
With a soft click, the door was locked. In the small space, there was only the faint moonlight filtering in from the window and his eyes, so close yet so profound in the dimness.
He pushed me against the cold tile wall, and the chill on my back made me shiver.
He leaned over slightly, his hands on the wall on either side of me, trapping me between him and the wall.
The distance was so close that I could smell the light, cool scent of the night on him, and a hint of... a faint, unfamiliar floral scent?
Is it the smell of the roses? This thought pricked me like a needle.
"Chen Rui," his voice echoed in the enclosed space, low and calm, yet like a taut string, carrying an invisible sense of oppression, "Don't you have anything you want to say?"
His gaze was as sharp as a knife, piercing through the darkness and stabbing straight at me, as if to peel off all my clumsy disguises.
Here it comes! My heart is in my throat. What? Are you saying I'm looking at the confession wall? Are you saying I'm upset? Are you saying I'm just an idiot, letting my imagination run wild? No! This is too embarrassing!
I suppressed my pounding heart and surging emotions, and tried to force out a blank expression, my eyes wandering, and my voice was filled with deliberately pretended sleepiness and impatience: "What...what are you talking about? It's the middle of the night...I'm so sleepy...I have to go online to claim my rewards at four o'clock, don't waste my time..." My acting was so bad that I wanted to cover my face.
Lin Yan looked at me and fell silent.
There was dead silence for a few seconds, and the only sound in the small space was the mingling of our breathing.
Then, he suddenly laughed softly.
It wasn't the usual gentle or cheerful smile, but rather one that held a hint of...comprehension? Helplessness? Even a hint of...danger?
The laughter echoed in the small space in the silent night, and it seemed particularly creepy.
The corners of his mouth curved up, and the eyes behind his glasses flickered faintly in the dim light. On that handsome face, a look that I hadn't seen in a long time, but which I remembered deeply, slowly emerged -
An expression like a "male ghost"!
Cold, searching, with an all-knowing, chilling focus!
My scalp exploded instantly! A long-lost sense of fear, accompanied by a strong palpitation, suddenly seized me! That expression! The shadow of that night in the fire escape instantly returned!
"Damn it! Lin Yan! You're here again!" The huge shock and long-accumulated emotions instantly broke through the dam of rationality. I blurted out almost reflexively, and my voice changed, "You're so creepy! If you have something to say, just talk it over! Don't scare me... Ugh!"
He hadn't finished shouting yet.
A slightly cold hand suddenly covered my mouth!
The force was not strong, but it brought absolute control, blocking all my unfinished exclamations and complaints!
I widened my eyes in horror and met Lin Yan's eyes so close to me.
It was no longer pure coldness, but a churning of extremely complex, thick and insoluble emotions—
There was displeasure that was being concealed, a clear understanding of what I was thinking, some long-suppressed impulse that needed to be released, and even... a hint of almost crazy possessiveness that I had never seen in his eyes before?
The next second, my brain completely shut down.
He covered my mouth with his hand and applied a little force to hold the back of my head in place.
Then he lowered his head.
With the faint, unfamiliar cold fragrance of roses, and his own clear and strong aura.
Warm, soft lips with irresistible force fiercely and precisely sealed my mouth which was slightly open due to fear.
The world suddenly lost its voice.
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