Chapter 30 "What did you say?"...
"What did you say?" Feng Xingyun sat down beside him and picked up the pen at his feet.
Liu Duanhe withdrew his gaze from the sky. "I was just saying, the sky suddenly darkened, it looks like it's going to rain."
Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, but Liu Duanhe still remembers the scene that Liu Yi described to him in a daze under the dim light that night.
"I asked him if he remembered what his mother said to him at her bedside."
Liu Duanhe asked, "What did Dad say in response?"
He responded with silence.
Under a dark, oppressive atmosphere, Feng Xingyun turned his head to look around, then leaned over and turned on the classroom lights. Before the lights were on, it didn't feel dim, but after they were turned on, it became much brighter.
The teacher on the stage looked over and continued lecturing.
Liu Duan tapped the notebook with his fingertips, his attention drawn back by the click of the light switch.
A misty, rainy day always makes people feel sleepy, especially during the first long period in the afternoon, when most people have just woken up from their afternoon nap.
Apart from the old professor's voice, the classroom was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Suddenly, someone yawned, which spread to half the classroom.
Liu Duanhe also raised his hand to cover his mouth in sleepiness, yawned, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, which slid down with each blink.
A deafening rumble of thunder shook the sky, and suddenly the horizon brightened, a silvery light piercing the heavens and earth falling behind the building opposite.
Almost instantly, the sound of rain pounding against the window, or rather, hail, was mixed with muffled thunder.
Heavy rain in autumn and winter is a rare occurrence. Fortunately, Liu Duanhe had checked the weather forecast in advance. Although in his experience, most weather forecasts are only updated by the app after the rain has stopped, which usually only elicits complaints, he always keeps an umbrella in his backpack in case of an emergency.
The stairs and lobby were slippery from the rainwater brought in by people coming and going, and the lobby was crowded with complaints.
Liu Duanhe lagged behind, not wanting to push forward. Feng Xingyun, relying on his height, was subconsciously avoided by the crowd. They only realized he hadn't brought an umbrella when they reached the door.
She called out to him, "Xiao He, did you bring an umbrella today?"
Feng Xingyun has successfully accepted the fact that he has fallen for his rival, and can now naturally call Liu Duan and Xiao He by their names to show their good relationship.
Sure enough, as soon as he said that, the person who had been secretly watching Liu Duanhe began to excitedly shift his gaze between the two.
A lazy smile curled at the corner of his mouth. "I bet you brought an umbrella, Xiao He."
Seeing that the gazes of those around them were subtly falling on them, Liu Duanhe smiled helplessly, "I did bring it, wait for me."
He then apologized to the students on his left, right, and in front of him, saying, "Excuse me, could you please move aside? I have an umbrella and I'm leaving with my friend now."
He had to repeat it four or five times before he finally reached Feng Xingyun's side.
Before she could even stand still, another class ended, and the crowd behind her suddenly stirred. As they jostled together, Liu Duanhe slipped. She hadn't even seen what happened yet.
A pair of large, warm hands embraced his body, and Liu Duanhe could vaguely feel the body temperature and strength through the down jacket.
He shuddered and suddenly tried to stand up straight.
Feng Xingyun, however, assumed he had slipped again and pressed him down harder, while his other hand slid to firmly grasp his arm. With a worried look in his eyes, he asked, "Are you alright?"
When Liu Duanhe raised his face, his breath caught in his throat. His once meticulously styled hair was now slightly disheveled, and his fair cheeks were flushed with shame and anger. His well-proportioned hands gripped the shirt tightly around his chest as if they had been violated.
Vibrant and fragrant.
Feng Xingyun was stunned and stood there.
His expression was so bitter.
Feng Xingyun's ears turned bright red, and his cold, predatory eyes, like those of a feline beast, stared intently at him, exuding a strong sense of aggression.
Liu Duanhe awkwardly propped himself up and glanced at the still-crowded crowd. He quickly composed himself and urged, "Let me go, let's get out of here quickly."
After being forced to come into contact with so many people, Liu Duanhe was on the verge of collapse. Now he was not afraid to go out and get soaked in the rain, let alone just step in water and mud.
It was terrifying. Liu Duanhe was still apprehensive about the various body temperatures and perfume scents. But when Feng Xingyun pulled him into his arms and he smelled the fresh, sunny, and youthful scent on him, Liu Duanhe couldn't help but relax and his mood wasn't so tense anymore.
Considering his situation and a bit of personal motive, Feng Xingyun selectively ignored Liu Duanhe's suggestion to let him go on his own. Instead, he tightened his grip and pulled him into his chest, using his superior physique to squeeze through the crowd.
The moment Liu Duanhe smelled the damp scent of grass and rain, he broke free from his embrace, opened the umbrella in his hand, and stepped into the rain.
Feng Xingyun followed closely behind, squeezed under his umbrella, and calmly complained, "Is Xiao He going to discard me after using me? We were so close just now, but he doesn't want me anymore as soon as we leave the house."
Her burning gaze contradicted his words, staring intently into his eyes, her gaze intense and unwavering.
Liu Duanhe lowered his thick, curled eyelashes, concealing his embarrassment and avoidance.
Often, the eyes speak of love and desire more directly than the heart.
"No, I was just in a hurry to come out. How could I not want you?"
Feng Xingyun put his arm around his shoulder and pulled him closer to himself. It's hard for anyone to resist the urge to make physical contact with someone they like, and he often did it unconsciously.
He naturally came up with an excuse, "Come closer, your shoulders are all wet from the rain."
Be careful not to catch a cold if you get caught in the rain in winter.
Liu Duanhe glanced at him with a smile, but didn't expose him, keeping his shoulder to shoulder with him. Feng Xingyun regretfully but still obediently put his hand down.
He couldn't help but wonder if Xiao He's lack of aversion to his interactions meant that Xiao He also had some feelings for him. This was the conclusion he had finally reached after constantly probing.
Despite Feng Xingyun's attempts to find various excuses to get close to Liu Duanhe during the rain, the rain was so heavy, coupled with the swirling wind, that they were practically soaked to the bone, almost as if they hadn't used an umbrella at all.
Feng Xingyun's buzz cut advantage became apparent at this moment, as his hairstyle remained completely unchanged, while Liu Duanhe's hair was wet and hanging down, completely unlike his original hairstyle.
He used his hands to smooth his wet hair back, revealing his defined brow bone and forehead. He looked clean and handsome with his wet hair. Water droplets rolled down his face. He pursed his lips and remained expressionless. He had black hair and snow-white skin. He was unruly and handsome, with a pure and aloof beauty like a lotus flower after rain.
Even students who were wading through the water couldn't help but look at him from all sides. Occasionally, some couldn't resist taking out their phones to take pictures while holding an umbrella in the messy wind.
They had just returned to the dormitory a short while ago. Liu Duanhe put down the bag he was holding in his clothes, and after confirming that it wasn't wet, he was about to go to the bathroom.
The door slammed open, and two more people, soaked to the bone, rushed in.
Roommate Liu Fen wailed, "Ah, Xiao He, you and Feng Xingyun left too fast! We saw it was raining and were just about to ask you to share your umbrella, but you were nowhere to be seen."
During this time, the two of them also started calling Liu Duan and Xiao He by Feng Xingyun's name, which made Feng Xingyun, who was secretly pleased with himself for being treated specially, very unhappy, but he had no right to stop them from calling him that.
Liu Duanhe asked in surprise, "Were you calling my name from behind?"
Zhou Renkuang nodded, "Yes, yes, yes."
He said somewhat embarrassedly, "I only realized someone was calling me after I left the classroom, and when I turned around to look for you, you were all gone."
Liu Fen complained, "These people are too crowded. I was just a little slow in packing up, and I got stuck in the classroom for several minutes."
The two closed the door and began to take off their clothes without any hesitation. Before Liu Duanhe could react, they were already naked from the waist up. Of course, neither of them had a habit of exercising and were just skinny, pale-skinned chickens.
He blinked calmly, but the next second someone who had approached from behind covered his eyes and said through gritted teeth, "Those two are so immoral! They didn't even go to the bathroom to change their clothes. Don't look!"
Liu Duanhe couldn't help but laugh out loud, her eyelashes fluttering. Feng Xingyun's palms tingled, a tingling electric current coursing through his heart as if he had been struck.
Zhou Ren and Liu Fen, having overheard what they were saying, exchanged bewildered glances and simultaneously exclaimed, "Huh?"
Liu Duanhe chuckled softly, her fair, slightly chilled hand, damp from the cold wind, resting on his arm before pulling it down. "I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes. Is everything alright now?"
He was also the captain of the swimming team, and the most he had ever seen were men wearing only swimming trunks. Moreover, he himself was a man, and what he had, others also had. Feng Xingyun was jealous, but only those who care and are concerned would be jealous. Liu Duanhe thought he was very interesting.
After saying that, he obediently went to the bathroom to wash his hands without looking to the side, then packed his things and clothes and went into the bathroom.
Zhou Ren and Liu Fen felt like they were in a daze. When Liu Duanhe walked over, they subconsciously picked up their still wet clothes and covered their chests. Then they immediately realized that they were stunned by Feng Xingyun's words.
They asked in unison, "Haven't you ever been to a public bathroom? Or a boarding school in high school, where everyone is completely naked?"
Feng Xingyun said calmly and composedly, "I'm a day student, this is my first time living in a dormitory in college."
The two asked in surprise, "It's possible you're not used to it. Are you from the South?"
They had all previously thought Feng Xingyun was unapproachable, but this time his groundbreaking statement opened their floodgates.
"I studied in the south for a while before, but later I moved to Beijing to study because of my family's business."
The two understood even more clearly, "That's right."
Because of Liu Duanhe's previous accident, the door to their bathroom was kicked down by Feng Xingyun. Fortunately, the counselor knew the details of the incident and did not make things difficult for them. During Liu Duanhe's hospitalization, the housekeeper arranged for a new door to be installed, which had excellent sound insulation.
However, Liu Duanhe hadn't closed the door yet, and when he heard them chatting like this, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. Although Feng Xingyun's words were mostly brief, every sentence had a response, which was a great improvement. Moreover, he wasn't forced; it was Feng Xingyun's own initiative to socialize.
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Author's note: Today's lag was so bad it felt like I was dying, oh my god.
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