Chapter 31 This was a rare autumn/winter storm...
This was a rare downpour in autumn and winter. The afternoon wasn't so lucky; classes continued until 8:40 p.m., meaning they had to wade through water to get to the classroom.
The conversation between the three of them had long ended after Liu Duanhe came out of the bathroom. After all, Feng Xingyun was just in a good mood and said a few more words. It is extremely difficult to change a person's nature.
He first mopped up the rainwater that had come into the dormitory, then went to the balcony and closed the windows to prevent rainwater from getting in. He then drew the curtains. The sound of the torrential rain was filtered through the walls, blending into the most suitable white noise for rest, making the dormitory so quiet that he felt drowsy.
Zhou Ren, who was already in bed, approached the balcony. Hearing the noise, he looked up and smiled with admiration, saying, "Xiao He is so thoughtful and virtuous. If you were a girl, I would be completely smitten with you."
Liu Duanhe's lips curled up, and another flash of lightning illuminated the dim sky, casting shadows on his sculpted features through the window. Gentle and calm, he said, "Virtuous and gentle isn't a good word to describe anymore. Don't use it to describe girls when you go out."
Zhou Ren chuckled awkwardly, "Yes, that's right."
After Liu Duanhe washed his hands in the bathroom, he suddenly remembered something.
Walking up to Feng Xingyun's table, she subconsciously leaned forward, supporting herself on the table, and whispered, "I'll make two cups of brown sugar ginger tea and Banlangen granules. It's too cold in winter, you should drink a cup too to prevent catching a cold."
Although he and Feng Xingyun exercised regularly and weren't considered fragile college students, it was still better to be cautious. He rarely caught a cold, but when he did, it was often severe and took a long time to recover.
Liu Duanhe reached out and touched his forehead, checking his temperature. "How are you feeling now?"
His thick, raven-black eyelashes made his eyes appear incredibly affectionate. Up close, Liu Duanhe's face could almost be described as a magical attack. Feng Xingyun had disliked him for over a year, and had spent every day with him, yet he hadn't become immune to his newfound charm.
He shook his head, feeling as if his mouth was stuck with honey, unable to utter a single word.
Her only thought was that she wanted to hug him, to hold Liu Duanhe's waist, and to bury herself in his arms.
Seeing that he only shook his head and nodded, Liu Duanhe couldn't help but smile silently and sincerely. People can see sincerity and falsehood in each other's eyes, especially perceptive people.
At least at this moment, he felt Feng Xingyun's sincerity. After dissolving the medicine in a disposable paper cup and placing it on his table, Liu Duanhe patted his hair a couple more times before going to wash up and go to bed.
He thought that although he didn't seem to like him that much, this boyfriend might be alright. If they got to know each other slowly, they might be able to make it to the end.
With the thought of urging the detective to hand over Feng Xingyun's information as soon as possible after waking up, Liu Duanhe quickly fell asleep. This time, even though there were still some minor noises in the dormitory, it did not affect his sleep quality.
Liu Duanhe was still a little dazed when the alarm for afternoon class rang. He then sent a message to his private psychologist.
[Liu Duanhe: I fell asleep as soon as I lay down today.]
In a private clinic in the building, Song Guangru had just woken up from her lunch break and was reading at her desk when she received this special message. After thinking about it carefully, she replied in surprise.
[Dr. Song: That's a good sign, but you've postponed our meeting many times. Perhaps we should find a time to discuss your changes in detail.]
Liu Duanhe remained silent for a moment, then reluctantly sent a message.
[Liu Duanhe: Thank you. I've been very busy with work and school lately, but I'll visit when I have time.]
It's not a pleasant experience to completely lay yourself bare in front of strangers. For everyone, exposing one's weaknesses and darker side is embarrassing and uncomfortable. Liu Duanhe was no exception.
After sending the message, he didn't look at Dr. Song's reply. He got out of bed and quickly called for clothes and washing up.
Because he was delayed by chatting with Dr. Song, Feng Xingyun waited for him this time. After more than a month of behavioral training, Feng Xingyun had gotten used to attending classes with him.
He hurriedly came out of the bathroom and said apologetically, "Sorry for the delay, let's go quickly."
Feng Xingyun disliked his politeness. Perhaps it was Liu Duanhe's gentleness at noon that gave him confidence. He said in a deep voice, "There's no need for such polite words. Apologies and thanks are not required."
They quickly went downstairs, and Liu Duanhe's tone was calmer than Feng Xingyun had imagined, "Okay."
Feng Xingyun felt a little frustrated. He could sense that Liu Duanhe seemed to be getting closer to him, but whenever he tried to take another step forward, he would be calmly separated from him. It was as if there was an invisible Berlin Wall between them, separating their hearts that should have been close.
Liu Duanhe wasn't deliberately trying to lure him in; it was just that his personality was so contradictory, while Feng Xingyun, though seemingly rough, was actually quite sensitive to emotions.
The evening class is an elective course, which Feng Xingyun chose during the summer vacation last semester. At that time, Feng Xingyun was trying to avoid Liu Duanhe, so he deliberately avoided choosing his course. He has no class tonight.
But things are different now, so he made up an excuse: "I'd like to take this teacher's class next semester, so we can go for a trial lesson together today."
Liu Duanhe saw through him but didn't say anything, giving him a half-smile, "Alright."
After the rain stopped, there were many more pedestrians on the roadside.
Liu Duanhe's chosen teacher was known for his strict attendance checks, taking attendance every class. Fortunately, the teacher's grades were relatively high.
To ensure that those who come specifically for Liu Duanhe don't lose out too much, Liu Duanhe's course selection schedule is basically leaked on the forum every semester.
Because the campus was far away, the classrooms were already almost full when Liu Duan and his friends arrived.
The majority of the students were girls, and even though the bell hadn't rung yet, the number of people in the lecture hall clearly exceeded the number of students who had enrolled.
Although marriage certificates no longer restrict gender, heterosexuality remains the mainstream in society. Just like the flow of a river, small branch channels are difficult to expand rapidly in a natural state. Changing people's stubborn beliefs is more difficult than moving mountains.
From the moment Liu Duanhe entered the classroom, countless eyes fell upon him. Liu Duanhe calmly ignored those gazes, but he would always respond with a smile whenever someone spoke to him.
Despite being surrounded by so many people, most would have been lost in the frenzied atmosphere and inevitably started to want to show off more. But Liu Duanhe seemed more detached. Although he was smiling, Feng Xingyun felt a sense of alienation and aloofness from the world.
Feng Xingyun witnessed Liu Duanhe's popularity once again; it was comparable to a celebrity out on the street. Unlike his classmates in the same major, those who would specifically register for the same elective course were all people who really liked him and came because of Liu Duanhe, so they were exceptionally proactive.
Liu Duanhe hadn't had a chance to speak to him since entering the classroom. Feng Xingyun was directly squeezed out of the circle of girls, and he couldn't bring himself to squeeze in with a group of girls.
Frustrated, I could only follow behind the encirclement when a familiar voice clicked in amazement behind me, "Captain, your roommate is really too popular."
Feng Xingyun glanced at him sideways and saw that he was actually one of his teammates who had also chosen this course. He walked a little further ahead.
Seeing that Feng Xingyun looked unwell, he comforted him, saying, "Captain, don't be sad. This is the world of super handsome guys. As long as you two don't end up together, you'll still have plenty of admirers."
Feng Xingyun thought to himself, how could they not be together? He even wanted to sleep with him in the future.
Fortunately, everyone was a student from a prestigious university. Although they couldn't filter out the scum, most of them were quite proud. After Liu Duan and Liu Duan found two empty seats away from the crowd, they dispersed.
Liu Duanhe didn't react much to Feng Xingyun's disappearance. He quickly spotted him from behind the crowd and waved to him.
Feng Xingyun immediately said to him, "I'm going."
He stood even taller amidst the curious gazes of the crowd, striving to make them see how well he and Liu Duanhe matched.
The old professor strolled in five minutes before the bell rang, his gaze darting back and forth, and joked, "There are quite a few more unfamiliar faces than I expected today."
"Were they attracted by my engaging lectures, or by the handsome face of our school's heartthrob?"
The audience burst into laughter.
The old professor smiled and said, "Looks like our school heartthrob gave me the advertisement. It wasn't a wasted trip, it was all worth it. Last week we assigned a flipped classroom, and many groups have already submitted theirs. We'll have him be the first to present later."
"Just remember to take my class next semester."
The students burst into laughter, and the classroom atmosphere was extremely cheerful. This was one of the reasons why so many people were eager to take this teacher's class. Although the old professor was old, he was not rigid in character. Apart from taking attendance, he was very easygoing and enjoyed interacting with the students.
Feng Xingyun hadn't expected that Liu Duanhe was quite famous among the teachers. Compared to his social skills, he could be described as autistic.
In the second class, Liu Duanhe opened the courseware he had copied from his computer and delivered his entire presentation without notes. He had perfect timing and speaking speed, and a high score was almost guaranteed.
Feng Xingyun stared at Liu Duanhe almost obsessively, letting his love spread and grow in his heart, eroding his reason.
Two more people went up, and the class quickly came to an end.
Neither Liu Duanhe nor Feng Xingyun carried umbrellas. The day's rain left bright streaks on the road, quietly shifting in and out of the moonlight as they walked.
He suddenly felt a warmth in his hand and subconsciously looked down to see Feng Xingyun's large hand, which matched his height, with calluses from playing basketball, roughly gripping and rubbing the back of his hand.
Her sleeves were folded, and as she walked, they gently brushed against his wrist. Liu Duanhe pursed his lips, and his ears inexplicably turned a little red.
Feng Xingyun's movements were bold, but in reality, he was so stiff that he could hardly walk. He was even prepared to be shaken off by Liu Duanhe with a frown.
But he couldn't stand it anymore. Having a crush on someone is the hardest thing in the world because you want to express your love and let them know how much you like them.
You want to be close to him, even if you keep your mouth shut, your affection will still show in your eyes.
The down jackets were thick in winter. In the darkness of the night, they held hands, undisturbed by anyone. There were no sudden chats or confessions. For the first time, Liu Duanhe felt a peaceful tranquility.
Final exams are just around the corner, and their swimming team has one more competition before the final exams.
He extended an invitation to Feng Xingyun, "Are you busy on the day of the swimming team's competition? Would you like to come and watch my competition?"
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