Chapter 8 [Grandpa Butler: The head of the family knows...]
The pinned message box displays the message that was just sent:
[Grandpa Butler: Young Master, the head of the family knows about your injury and has instructed you to return to the old mansion tonight.]
He gripped the screen tightly, thought about it seriously, and then Liu Duanhe's brows relaxed.
No matter who goesssips in front of Grandpa, he will make them know the consequences of talking nonsense.
Liu Duanhe and Feng Xingyun returned to their dormitory, while their other two roommates were still eating in the cafeteria and had not yet returned.
Feng Xingyun then took out a small table and set it up in the aisle.
They sat down in this makeshift arrangement. Liu Duanhe was very particular about his food. Each dish was divided into two portions in advance. After finishing one dish, he would swish his chopsticks in a small bowl of water before eating the next.
The afternoon class was the first long period, so Liu Duanhe ate very quickly this time. When the housekeeper at home portioned the food, she always ate his portion according to his appetite. He was just full, so he took out a tissue to wipe his lips and rinse his mouth.
He glanced at the time on his phone on the table and said slowly, "You eat slowly, I'm going to wash up."
Although taking a shower right after eating isn't good for your health, he found it even more unbearable to go straight to bed for a nap after spending the morning outside.
As soon as he left, Feng Xingyun sped up, quickly devouring the food and cleaning up.
Liu Duanhe, who was rinsing his mouth and brushing his teeth inside, heard the noise and poked his head out from behind the door, reminding him, "Just throw all the bowls and chopsticks away."
Feng Xingyun paused in his tidying up, then looked down at the table and realized he had underestimated the cleanliness of the bowls and chopsticks. They were probably only used once, and they looked to be of very good quality, exquisite and flawless. They were still the same ones that Liu Duanhe would throw away after one use.
The young master's health does indeed require a vast family fortune to support his expenses.
The climate in the north is dry, and Liu Duanhe has to bathe every day, which can easily damage his skin, so he always keeps moisturizing body lotion on his bed.
He quickly took a shower, and when he came out, Feng Xingyun, who was going downstairs to throw out the trash, and his two other roommates bumped into him at the door and came in together.
Liu Duanhe turned his head to look at him. His fair face was flushed pink from the steaming hot water. His slightly long hair was wet and hung down in front of his forehead. His sky-blue pajamas made him look like a delicate blue and white porcelain vase, warm and beautiful, with a lazy noble air.
Without any embellishment, she possesses a natural, unadorned beauty, like a lotus emerging from clear water.
Her features are so striking and vivid, they look as three-dimensional as if they were modeled, and she doesn't look tired or disheveled at all even in just pajamas.
Roommate Zhou Ren was full of amazement and teased, "Xiao Liu and I just got back, and you're already going to bed. You're really fast."
After entering the dormitory, Liu Fen closed the door and exclaimed in admiration, "No wonder he is the school's recognized heartthrob. Even in his pajamas, he looks like he's about to walk the runway."
"Even I, a completely straight man, was gay for a second."
Liu Duanhe smiled helplessly, "Don't exaggerate like that."
He took his hairdryer out of the cabinet, and the whirring sound blurred Liu Fen's rebuttal and Zhou Ren's teasing.
By the time he finished drying his hair, five minutes had passed. They had finished chatting and were changing clothes and getting into bed. When they were all in the dormitory, they were usually silent and doing their own thing.
Liu Duanhe had a neutral feeling towards them. His obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness and his sensitive sleep made it impossible for him to develop a good impression of his roommates, even though he could tell they weren't malicious.
However, Feng Xingyun seems to be an exception. He believes that his germaphobia is not that severe. He does not object to certain people, such as his grandfather, the housekeeper, Aunt Zhao who cooks, and Liu Duanhe, getting close to them.
Feng Xingyun is also on the path of desensitization, and the progress is going well so far.
As soon as the curtains on the balcony were drawn, the room immediately became dark. The curtains in their dormitory building were special blackout curtains, which were very thick.
After Liu Duanhe washed his hands, he carefully wiped his phone inside and out with alcohol before taking it to bed.
When Feng Xingyun saw Liu Duanhe get into bed, he unconsciously softened his movements immediately.
He went up immediately, but this time he didn't think about the game at all. He didn't open it for a whole day; other things had completely occupied his mind.
Zhou Ren and Liu Fen lost their urge to continue chatting in this environment. The only thing that puzzled them was Feng Xingyun's unusual behavior. He would never have gone up so early in the past, and he rarely even took a lunch break. He usually spent the whole afternoon playing games at his desk.
After all, he is the young master. It's already good enough that he attends every class without missing a single one. Even if he is completely ignorant, the vast family business can be managed by professional managers. Living like Liu Shan and enjoying life all day long is not a bad thing.
After all, not everyone can be like Liu Duanhe, whose interpersonal skills are astonishing, and whose academic achievements and personal abilities are outstanding to an extreme degree.
When he first started university, many people were not convinced by him, but later, without exception, they all became his friends. I heard that they even started a business together and registered a company. Liu Duanhe invested in their project, and I heard that they are now preparing for the first round of financing.
After the two finished tidying up, the dormitory quieted down. Liu Duanhe cleared his mind and finally felt sleepy.
Feng Xingyun didn't even know when he fell asleep. In his last second of consciousness, he was still thinking about how to introduce Liu Duanhe to the basketball game this afternoon. After all, everyone on the basketball team knew that he and Liu Duanhe disliked each other before. If he brought Liu Duanhe there now, wouldn't he be slapping himself in the face?
When he woke up again, the first thing he saw when he turned his head was a pair of bright, gentle phoenix eyes that looked like they had a very good temper.
Of course, this is on the premise that one has not seen the bottomless depths beneath the spring water.
"Get up quickly, class starts in fifteen minutes, you overslept."
Feng Xingyun took a heavy breath, as if he had just learned to breathe and squeezed all the air out of his lungs.
Liu Duanhe looked up at his expression, stunned. His eyes, which were originally as fierce and cold as a wolf, were now filled with an infatuation that he could not hide, as if he were still in a dream.
He raised an eyebrow, and Feng Xingyun seemed to wake from a dream. He hurriedly closed his eyes, sat up abruptly, threw off the covers, and got out of bed.
Feng Xingyun didn't have a bed curtain, so even in the darkness, Liu Duanhe could see the changes in his expression. Liu Duanhe seemed thoughtful; he had seen many people look at him with infatuation, but this was the first time he had seen Feng Xingyun.
Of course, her boyfriend should be completely infatuated with her. Liu Duanhe thought this was the right feeling. Otherwise, it would be hard for Liu Duanhe to maintain a relationship with someone he didn't like and who didn't like him.
Although he was a patient man, Liu Duanhe had already developed the awareness of a competent businessman, and sunk costs were not factored into his major decisions.
Fortunately, he gave Liu Duanhe a satisfactory response and expression before she wanted to end the relationship.
Feng Xingyun quickly took off his pajamas, and the moment his strong arm muscles were revealed, Liu Duanhe turned around and walked towards the balcony. Hearing him go into the bathroom, he timely pulled open the curtain, and the bright sunlight illuminated the sunny side of the dormitory.
Objectively speaking, in Liu Duanhe's opinion, Feng Xingyun could only be considered ordinary handsome. Although he was the most sexually attractive among men, he was too aggressive. He was usually expressionless, fierce, cold, and lacked patience.
He was neither easily swayed by soft words nor by force, which was the kind of person Liu Duanhe disliked the most. In his view, everyone was like a problem with a certain number of solutions or a specific method. However, he was a businessman with a conservative investment approach who paid close attention to data. Feng Xingyun, on the other hand, was difficult to deal with and troublesome. He was a high-risk, high-return investor. Liu Duanhe should have kept his distance after seeing through him.
In his haste, Feng Xingyun splashed water on his face and then quickly came out of the bathroom, his black hair still damp with tiny water droplets. He picked up his phone; it was already 1:47. He had forgotten to set his alarm for noon.
Liu Duanhe was in a good mood. He raised his hand to look at his watch, pulled a clean face towel from the table, pinched one corner and wiped Feng Xingyun's face back and forth, roughly drying the wet side of his face and hair.
His actions were so natural that Feng Xingyun didn't even have time to react. Liu Duanhe went to the bathroom to wash his hands again and reminded him, "It's 1:48 now. Ten minutes is just enough to get to the classroom."
His calm demeanor eased Feng Xingyun's inexplicable tension considerably.
Sure enough, just as Liu Duanhe had said, they caught the last bus and arrived at the classroom just as the bell rang. Because of the staircase in the middle of the building, they entered through the back door. The back rows were almost full. This was a professional course with only two classes, and most of the students were familiar faces. Under everyone's silent gaze, they walked together to the first row and sat down.
The professor for this major course seemed to have a good relationship with Liu Duanhe, and even asked, "Did you oversleep during lunch break today? It's the first time I've seen you come so late."
Feng Xingyun glanced at Liu Duanhe, feeling a little uneasy, since he had overslept today.
His gentle, magnetic voice rang out, "Something came up at noon."
The teacher nodded, and since class was about to start, she didn't ask any more questions.
Liu Duanhe's reaction was indifferent, but Feng Xingyun couldn't help but glance at him again and again.
Even as his long, slender fingers pushed a sticky note towards him, his dark eyes remained fixed on the blackboard.
Feng Xingyun looked down; the paper read, "Don't look at me, listen carefully to the lesson, I'll give you a reward after class."
Feng Xingyun tucked the sticky note into his textbook and listened to the lesson with unprecedented focus, more so than ever before. He secretly chuckled to himself, warning that he wasn't after the reward Liu Duanhe had mentioned; he was just curious about what Liu Duanhe would give him.
They're friends now, and it's perfectly normal for friends to exchange gifts.
Liu Duanhe finally escaped the intense gaze. If Feng Xingyun continued to stare at him like that, he would either have to twist his neck or get a sidelong glance from his teacher.
He didn't want to lose face by being the subject of such campus gossip, being called out in class.
Feng Xingyun didn't start packing his schoolbag until the very last second when the bell rang; Liu Duanhe was even faster than him.
He stood up and said, "Let's go to the stadium."
Feng Xingyun paused for a moment, remembering the basketball game this afternoon, which was a friendly match arranged with the neighboring college. But at the same time, he just remembered something: Zhao Yi was also on their college's basketball team!
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