Chapter 2, Chapter 2: He must have scared my sister away.
Shang Chen ate very gracefully... and very slowly.
Wen Ling stared at him for a while, realizing that he probably wouldn't get up anytime soon. She frowned slightly, looked around, and saw that there was no extra space to be found.
As soon as get out of class ended, the cafeteria was already packed with people, and many were carrying their trays and looking around for a seat.
Some people noticed their three remaining empty seats, and perhaps out of a sudden pang of conscience, when someone asked, the three who had been trying to keep a low profile immediately replied that the seats were taken.
Lin Xiang and the others ate quickly, as they couldn't stand the awkward atmosphere and noticed the anxiety on Wen Ling's face.
The three of them finished eating quickly and chatted quietly while waiting for Shang Chen. They didn't dare to speak loudly for fear of startling Wen Ling. They chatted for a while, but the more they talked, the more frustrated they became. It was one thing to not be able to enjoy themselves in class, but now they had to keep their voices down even when eating after class.
Lin Xiang glanced at Shang Chen, who was still eating. The food on his plate was barely touched, and only one corner of his square rice was missing. Lin Xiang forced himself to lean closer and asked, "Brother Chen... is your appetite not good today?"
Shang Chen didn't even look up: "It's alright."
Lin Xiang couldn't help himself, even though it wasn't nice to rush someone to eat: "Brother, don't you think you're eating a little slowly today?"
"Is there?"
Shang Chen glanced back at him.
Lin Xiang sat up straight and forced a smile.
Then, Shang Chen casually asked Wen Ling, whose head was still fuzzy, "You also think I eat slowly?"
Lin Xiang and the other two: "?"
Does it have to come to bloodshed today?
Wen Ling hesitated for two seconds, then nodded very seriously.
If I do that, he'll eat faster.
Shang Chen saw through her thoughts and smiled: "That's how refined people eat. You'll get used to it."
Several people nearly vomited blood.
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Wen He's classmates arrived first, greeted Wen Ling, and when they saw Shang Chen and the others, their eyes almost popped out of their sockets. They couldn't wait to sit down next to Lin Xiang and the others and asked in a low voice what was going on.
Lin Xiang was out of ideas. He shrugged and said, "I don't know. He suddenly went crazy and wanted to eat in the cafeteria."
Previously, their lunches and dinners were delivered by Shang Chen's family's private restaurant, and the taste was incomparable to the food in the cafeteria.
Lin Xiang only had one guess: "Brother Chen seems to be in a bad mood today. I guess he probably wants to fight Wen He. Talking to Wen Ling is the quickest and most effective way to anger Wen He."
Otherwise, it simply doesn't make sense.
Several people worried, "It shouldn't be..."
After Wen He's three classmates arrived, the eight seats were filled, and Wen He had no place left. Wen Ling awkwardly discovered that everyone at their table except her was a boy, and they were all people she didn't know well.
Moreover, the person opposite him seemed to be a prominent figure at school.
She had lost count of how many girls had looked at her. Wen Ling was very uncomfortable with being scrutinized. She handed the medicine, umbrella, and number tag to the classmate next to her, her ears turning red, and said in a very soft voice, "...Excuse me, please give these to Wen...Wen He."
She did stutter a little, but luckily no one seemed to care. Her classmate, holding an umbrella, asked in surprise, "Sister Ling, aren't you going to eat?"
As Wen Ling stood up, she noticed that Shang Chen also looked up at her, his dark eyes shining brightly as he stared at her intently, his serious expression carrying a hint of deep affection, as if he could draw people into the endless sea of stars.
Wen Ling retaliated by glaring at him, then shaking her head and turning away. She could have enjoyed a delicious hot pot meal, and she had searched for a long time to find this spot. But because of him, she got nothing!
After thinking it over in anger, I realized that it wasn't right to be so hindsightly.
If you didn't want him to take up a seat, you should have refused decisively just now.
After Wen Ling left, Shang Chen thought about that one glance from her.
He shook his head with a chuckle. This way, he could at least leave some impression on her?
Lin Xiang inadvertently caught a glimpse of his lustful smile and, for no apparent reason, got goosebumps all over his body: "Today is truly bizarre."
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As soon as Wen Ling reached the entrance of the cafeteria, she was met by Wen He, who was panting heavily from running. Both of them were somewhat surprised.
"Sis, why did you leave so soon? Have you finished eating?"
Wen Ling shook her head, not good at lying: "There are too many people, I'll go back to my dorm and order takeout."
"Are there no seats left?" Wen He glanced at the overcrowded cafeteria and pulled her inside again. "Where are they?"
Wen Ling broke free, pointed in a direction, explained Jia Xinquan's situation, then put her hood back on and returned to her dormitory in the snow.
Often, even a small matter is difficult to explain. Wen Ling feels too lazy to talk about unimportant things, so she responds with silence.
Wen He understood what she meant, but still didn't understand. He walked to the corner of their eight-person table, and the others saw him and waved. Wen He was about to take a big step to meet them when he suddenly caught sight of Shang Chen standing up.
"?"
Shang Chen maintained his icy expression, holding a plate in one hand and passing by him expressionlessly. Wen He rubbed his cheek, feeling inexplicably annoyed, as if Shang Chen was looking down on him all the time.
After all the side dishes for the hot pot were served, Wen He asked them what was going on: "Why is Shang Chen here too? Why did my sister leave so suddenly? Did something happen when she left?"
"I don't know." The person who spoke scratched his head. Although Lin Xiang spoke with great seriousness, they didn't seem to have interacted much just now, so it couldn't be called a chat. "He was here when we came over."
"Your sister probably left because she felt awkward."
Another person said, "You have no idea, Shang Chen just kept staring at your sister, I don't know what he wanted to do, but he didn't say anything."
"Really?" the remaining person mumbled, chewing on a meatball. "I didn't see it. You're so observant."
"Cough...cough cough..." He looked up guiltily, and seeing that Wen He hadn't noticed anything, he nudged the talkative person with his elbow, "Eat your meatballs."
Wen He couldn't figure it out. Thinking of Shang Chen's perpetually arrogant face, she gritted her teeth and said, "That slut looks so fierce. He must have scared my sister away!"
"..."
After finishing his meal, Wen He took his umbrella and medicine to the freshman boys' dormitory in the art department and asked someone to call Jia Xinquan down.
Jia Xinquan thought it was Wen Ling, so he quickly found his best-looking jacket in the closet and changed into it. Only after he finished changing did he remember to ask, "Male or female?"
“A man, Wen Ling’s younger brother.”
The siblings Wen Ling and Wen He are both very famous at G University.
She is a person who frequently appears on the campus confession wall and gets rescued.
Upon hearing this, Jia Xinquan's expression froze. He knew that she had come to return the umbrella. Wen Ling really didn't want to have anything to do with him. He was so angry that he gave Wen Ling a question mark.
Scrolling up further, you'll find his reply after Wen Ling sent that message: "Wen Ling, are you humiliating me?"
I withdrew it and resent it again after careful consideration.
Can't you give me a chance to pursue you?
Wen Ling's reply was a straightforward two words: 【No.】
Jia Xinquan didn't reply. In a fit of anger, he childishly blocked her, but a few minutes later, he shamelessly blocked her again.
The question mark was sent but disappeared without a trace.
He typed again: [Wen Ling, I've caught a cold. You have to take responsibility for this. Don't involve Wen He. This is between you and me. Let's meet and clear things up. I won't bother you anymore. Don't worry, you're not some angel. I won't shamelessly keep pestering you.]
The next second after the message was successfully sent.
Someone knocked on the door. Everyone in the dormitory had gone out to eat, leaving him alone in the dormitory. Jia Xinquan got up and muttered curses under his breath about how these idiots didn't bring their keys.
But when she opened the door, she saw Wen He's face.
He was taken aback and instinctively tried to close the door, but Wen He smiled and used his foot to stop the door from opening: "Since I can't invite you down here, I'll have to come up here myself."
Wen He is very strong.
Jia Xinquan couldn't stop him and let him in.
Wen He immediately noticed the still-lit screen on his desk, narrowed his eyes, and realized that every word in the green message box had really hit his sore spot.
If you long-press to undo, the time limit has already passed.
Jia Xinquan's eyes darted around, and he nervously took the phone and clutched it in his hand: "Are you here to return the umbrella? You can leave now that you've returned it."
"What's the rush?" Wen He leaned against his desk, casually tossing the cold medicine and umbrella onto it with a clatter. He crossed his arms, stared at him expressionlessly, looked him up and down for a few seconds, and said bluntly, "My sister isn't interested in someone like you. Don't try any more underhanded tricks to attract her attention."
Jia Xinquan's face flushed red: "You have no right to stop her from making friends."
Wen He scoffed, "Of course I wouldn't dare to stop you."
"But someone like you, seamlessly transitioning between relationships, breaking up with your ex and immediately chasing the next target, my sister really wouldn't be interested in." Wen He hit his sore spot. "If my sister had even a little bit of interest in you, she wouldn't have asked me to bring you an umbrella, understand?"
Jia Xinquan's face turned pale instantly, and it was unclear where he had found out: "You investigated me?"
Wen He shrugged nonchalantly: "Do I need to investigate your dirty deeds? Plenty of people are tipping me off."
Jia Xinquan pursed his lips: "My breakup with my ex was amicable, it wasn't cheating. I was just pursuing Wen Ling normally, so what?"
As if he couldn't stand being suppressed by the two siblings, his eyes turned red, and he blurted out: "To put it bluntly, you're just her brother, not even a blood relative. You treat her so well all the time. Are you really protecting her or is it just your selfish desire to have her all to yourself and commit incest?"
Wen He had already lost his temper the moment Jia Xinquan uttered his first sentence. He didn't know how he could allow Jia Xinquan to finish his absurd rant: "Fuck your grandpa, Jia Xinquan!"
Wen He swung his arm and punched him.
The two started fighting in the cramped space. In an instant, the dormitory was filled with the sounds of chairs and tables being smashed, which echoed into the empty corridor and sounded particularly terrifying.
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