Chapter 18 Domineering School Prince's Wet Love 18 "If you dare to run, I...
The "Pervert Diary" controversy seems to have come to an end.
Even though Ye Ling was essentially a young bird that had not experienced much of the world, she knew how shocking Jiang Lian's "split" remarks were.
Although the declaration forcibly prevented the explosion in the classroom, Ye Ling tossed and turned in bed at night, always feeling that it was like a time bomb - when everyone calmed down and thought about it carefully, they could always sense that something was wrong.
He thought about it and wanted to talk to 778 about his worries. A new day had arrived.
He walked towards the school with a nervous mood. When he was about to reach the teaching building, several classmates walked out from the corner in front.
When the two sides met, they were all stunned and stopped in their tracks.
Ye Ling subconsciously stopped and lowered his head, pretending to be invisible, wanting to wait for them to leave first.
However, unexpectedly, those students exchanged a slightly awkward look with each other and actually walked towards him on their own initiative.
The leading boy even managed a stiff smile and said in a dry voice, "Hi... Good morning, classmate Ye Ling."
"Ah?" Ye Ling was ten times stiffer than the other person, and responded like a parrot, "Good... Good morning?"
"Then... shall we go first?" Another girl quickly glanced in the direction of the teaching building, and the bell for class preparation rang at this moment.
Seeing Ye Ling just standing there stupidly without any reaction, several people immediately ran away as if they had been pardoned.
Ye Ling stood there for a long moment, then numbly poked at the system in her head: [Huh? What's going on? Can't they guess that the diary is indeed related to me... Why are they still... greeting me?]
Before yesterday, he was an invisible person who was ignored. But after something like that happened, his classmates actually started to greet him?
778's radar function was limited except for key plot points. It was also completely bewildered by this unusual social situation: [Hmm... I suggest you play it by ear!]
Fearing the host might be frightened, it quickly added, "Don't worry! Host, you're the most perverted of perverts! The ceiling of cannon fodder in this world! Theoretically, no one can match you!"
Ye Ling: [……] He was not comforted at all.
At noon in the cafeteria, Ye Ling did not see Jiang Lian.
When I returned to the classroom after dinner, Jiang Lian's seat was still empty.
What's strange is that Li Wei, Wang Qiang, the usually noisy guys, and Zhang Lili are nowhere to be seen.
An unusual silence permeated the classroom. The other students looked at him with cautious inquiry, and even a hint of... fear?
Ye Ling frowned, her little head filled with questions. Su Xiaoxiao, who was sitting not far away, was also lost in thought.
Su Xiaoxiao went to the teacher's office with her homework book. At the corner of the corridor, she unexpectedly ran into the man with a crew cut - one of Jiang Lian's teammates who sent her home on the day of the provincial competition.
The guy with the buzz cut was trying to break away from a classmate, looking anxious: "...I'm not going to talk any more! I really have to go! Brother Jiang is calling me!"
Su Xiaoxiao's heart skipped a beat. Brother Jiang? Who else could it be besides Jiang Lian? She was curious and confused.
What on earth was Jiang Lian doing? Was it related to Ye Ling? Thinking of Ye Ling, she suppressed her fear of Jiang Lian and, as if possessed by a ghost, lowered her steps and quietly followed the hurried shaved-headed man.
The destination was the almost abandoned rooftop of the laboratory building.
But this place, which has always been secluded and desolate, is unusually lively today.
As soon as the man with the crew cut pushed open the old iron gate leading to the rooftop, Su Xiaoxiao heard a series of ghost howlings before she could see the scene over there.
"Brother Jiang! We really don't dare to do it anymore! Never again!"
"Brother Jiang, we know we were wrong, please spare me..."
"Brother Jiang! You can scold me, you can beat me! But don't... don't release the recording! If it leaves a criminal record, we'll all be finished! Please, spare me!"
"Wuwuwu...Brother Jiang..."
It was Li Wei! It was Wang Qiang! And... Zhang Lili's sobbing voice.
Su Xiaoxiao had no good feelings towards Zhang Lili, but as a girl, she felt her blood run cold when she heard her crying so heartbreakingly.
"Let's…let's take a step back…Brother Jiang, we're doing this for your own good! Ye Ling…he's a pervert! He wrote those things to fantasize about you! It's true!"
Su Xiaoxiao's heart nearly leaped out of her throat when she heard Ye Ling's name. She mustered all her courage and pushed the half-closed iron door open a wider gap.
The midday sun poured onto the rooftop unobstructed, making it a bit dazzling.
Su Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes to see clearly - Jiang Lian and several members of his swimming team were like silent mountains, standing high above in the backlight, their figures carrying a strong sense of oppression.
Opposite them, Li Wei, Wang Qiang and Zhang Lili were kneeling in a mess on the cement floor.
They were covered in wounds, their faces were covered in tears and dust, and there was no trace of their usual arrogance.
"Brother Jiang... please..."
They howled and begged for mercy for a long time before Jiang Lian said coldly, "If you don't want to go to the police station, then disappear and don't show up in front of me again."
Class monitor Li Ming, standing between the two groups, immediately understood Jiang Lian's intention and spoke anxiously, "Jiang Lian... Jiang classmate. Isn't expulsion too severe? They've already promised to reflect deeply and promise not to bully Ye Ling again! Can you... give them a chance to mend their ways?"
He pointed at the three people who were shaking like sieves on the ground.
"Four times." Jiang Lian's voice was flat. He stood in the glaring sunlight, his voice as cold as ice. "I've caught you four times already. I've already said what I needed to say."
Nothing ever happens three times.
They had already crossed this dangerous line, and any further excuses or pleas for mercy were futile.
The huge despair was like an icy tide, completely drowning the three people on the ground.
"Drop out of school yourself. Don't make me say it again."
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In the classroom, Ye Ling suddenly discovered that the gazes falling on him were no longer pure disgust or disregard, but curiosity, and even a little caution?
When class started, Jiang Lian had not returned yet, and the bullying gang that had bullied him for a long time was nowhere to be seen.
The other people in the class seemed not to notice and no one asked or mentioned it.
During the break, a boy whose name Ye Ling couldn't remember walked slowly to his seat and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "Um... classmate Ye Ling... I'm sorry for what happened before."
Ye Ling looked up blankly. As a "task taker," he had only a vague memory of the grudges between many people in the class. He tried hard to recall what the classmate in front of him had done.
The other person lowered his head even lower, feeling even more guilty at Ye Ling's bewilderment. He raised his voice a little, "I used to be in charge of collecting geography homework... because I didn't want to talk to you... I deliberately missed yours several times... and you got criticized by the teacher... I'm sorry!"
"Oh..." Ye Ling finally dug out one or two embarrassing scenes from the corner of his memory. He waved his hand and said, "It's okay."
The other party was made even more uncomfortable by this simple "It's okay", his face full of regret: "I... I really am! Jiang Lian is right..."
"Huh? Jiang Lian?" Ye Ling's heartstrings trembled suddenly.
"Yeah, Jiang Lian told me that," the boy said in a complicated tone. "Oh, if he hadn't woken me up, I wouldn't have realized how narrow-minded I was before. I just followed the crowd! I heard others say you were a weirdo, so I followed suit... and excluded you..."
He left in shame before he could finish his words.
Ye Ling was stunned at his seat.
Jiang Lian...he talked to his classmates?
To... protect yourself?
He knew full well that his classmates' ostracism wasn't unprovoked. He wasn't the original owner, but he had indeed committed numerous crimes, including stalking and secretly photographing Jiang Lian.
He was the one who coveted Jiang Lian like a pervert! But Jiang Lian turned around and... cleaned up his mess?
Ye Ling couldn't understand it at all and just felt a little short of breathing.
After finally making it to the end of the school day, he immediately rushed out of the classroom. Today, he did not follow Jiang Lian, but instead walked aimlessly around the school, finally arriving at the most remote old laboratory building in the school.
This red brick building is covered with vines, its doors and windows are dilapidated, and the abandoned rooftop on the top floor is rarely visited. The rusty iron door is ajar.
The rooftop was deserted, offering a wide view. Abandoned desks and chairs, the dusty frames of physics instruments, and broken gymnastics mats were cluttered in a corner.
There were traces of a fight on the ground, but he was preoccupied and didn't think too much about it.
He walked to a corner where worn sponge mats were piled, and slid down onto the dusty concrete floor.
He buried his face deep in his bent knees.
If it weren't for me, if it weren't for that damned diary, Jiang Lian wouldn't have been dragged into this mess... He was such a dazzling, perfect person, but because of me, he was stained with an indelible stain...
[Host, don't think like that!] 778 tried to comfort him, [It's all for the mission! Besides, even though you're a pervert, the hero... doesn't really hate you?]
Just then—
“Tatta…”
The sound of steady and clear footsteps came from far away, neither fast nor slow.
Ye Ling suddenly raised his head and looked towards the entrance of the rooftop in horror.
The rusty iron door was pushed open by a slender, powerful hand with distinct joints.
Jiang Lian's tall figure appeared at the door, his outline blurred against the dim light of the corridor. He was dressed in a neat school uniform, his posture erect, his face expressionless.
Ye Ling's heart stopped beating instantly. He subconsciously wanted to shrink himself smaller, wishing he could merge into the wall behind him and disappear.
Why is Jiang Lian here?
Jiang Lian said nothing. He walked straight across the cluttered rooftop, stopped a step away from Ye Ling, and lowered his head slightly.
A strong wind whistled across the rooftop, stirring up the dust on the ground.
Just when Ye Ling thought she would be met with cold ridicule or even deeper disgust.
Jiang Lian did something that completely stunned him.
Jiang Lian said nothing, but just sat down silently on the dirty sponge mat next to him.
The clean material of his school uniform pants touched the dirty mat directly, but he didn't care at all. There was only less than half an arm's length between them, and Ye Ling could even clearly smell the clean soap fragrance on his body.
Ye Ling suddenly forgot to breathe and his mind went blank.
Jiang Lian remained silent. His deep gaze was cast towards the distant city skyline, and the wind from the rooftop blew a few strands of hair across his forehead.
"Jiang..." In the torment of silence, Ye Ling just squeezed out a word.
A hand with thin calluses from years of exercise suddenly reached out!
The movement was so fast that he had no time to react.
Jiang Lian pressed his fingertips forward and roughly brushed the corners of his moist eyes.
Ye Ling shrank as if struck by an electric current and tried to dodge like a frightened animal, but was frozen in place by the powerful aura emanating from Jiang Lian, unable to move.
Jiang Lian wiped the corners of his eyes but did not withdraw his hand.
In those bottomless eyes, extremely complicated emotions surged.
Who gave those ants the courage to continue to provoke his "property" without knowing the consequences?
Ye Ling's red eyes, her moist eyes full of dependence, her fragile look caused by him...is she sad because of him?
This made the beast in his heart growl with satisfaction, and his throat became dry.
However, looking at the red marks on the fair skin caused by my own scratches, and seeing the pain and struggle in the boy's eyes...
A strange tingling sensation passed through my heart, which was almost indistinguishable from those dark possessive desires.
The interweaving of these complex emotions made his eyes even more profound and unfathomable.
His slender fingers slowly slid down and pinched Ye Ling's chin.
Ye Ling had to raise her head and face his eyes that were filled with dark currents.
"What are you feeling wronged about?" Jiang Lian's voice was low and hoarse, with a strange penetrating power, and it went straight into Ye Ling's confused heart.
"...Isn't it me?"
Ye Ling was completely stunned. His jaw hurt from being pinched, but he didn't feel it at all. He just stared blankly at Jiang Lian's face, so close to him, at those eyes that only reflected him.
778's voice chimed in at the perfect moment, carrying an almost bewitching excitement: [Host! Did you hear that?! 'I'm here!' He cares about you! I told you, in the hero's heart, you're special... well, the most special pervert!]
These words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, crushing Ye Ling's already shaky rational defenses.
The goodwill that already existed, born out of gratitude and admiration, was infinitely magnified at this moment and covered with a layer of permitted illusion.
"Classmate Jiang Lian..." Ye Ling's voice was a little nasal, "I'm sorry... I'm really sorry... It's all because of me that I hurt you..."
Looking at the rekindled light of dependence and gratitude in Ye Ling's eyes, Jiang Lian's dark sense of satisfaction instantly reached its peak.
He relaxed the grip of his fingers that were pinching Ye Ling's chin and rubbed the delicate skin with his fingertips again.
"I've taken care of it all." Jiang Lian's voice was still cold. "Those rubbish aren't worth your sadness."
He let go of her hand and stood up.
"This won't happen again." His tone was calm, yet it contained an undeniable strength. "If you feel sorry... just remember, you owe me."
He paused, his eyes dark, "You can only repay what you owe me with yourself."
That’s enough, he said, and walked towards the old iron gate.
Ye Ling slowly stood up and looked in the direction where Jiang Lian left. A warm feeling surged in his heart, mixed with an indescribable uneasiness.
"After I confess my feelings, I'll drop out of school on my own initiative, right?" he muttered to himself. "Maybe this will make Jiang Lian dislike me a little less?"
Jiang Lian had just opened the door when he suddenly turned back and called out to Ye Ling, "Why aren't you leaving?"
"...Ah?" Ye Ling was completely at a loss.
"If I didn't call you, wouldn't you follow me? School is over." Jiang Lian frowned, a little impatient. "Aren't you going home? Or do you want to go somewhere else?"
Ye Ling quickly shook her head like a rattle: "No! I want to go home..."
Jiang Lian hummed, his expression softening slightly, as if it was just a joke: "If you dare to run, I'll lock you up."
"I promised I'd listen to you and not run around!" Ye Ling nodded vigorously, still holding up two fingers as if it wasn't enough. "Call me anytime if you need anything! I'm always here!"
"Well," Jiang Lian's eyes dimmed slightly, "It's a deal."
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A word is a deal [eating melon]
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