Chapter 30 Alpha's Jealousy (Part 2) "Damn it..."
Even many years later, in Federation A across the ocean, Yan Quan would recall that seemingly ordinary morning whenever she saw similarly packaged milk on supermarket shelves.
If Yan Quan had known then how things would spiral out of control...
Yan Quan would rather die than accept Yu Liang's carton of milk.
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"Yu Liang, here, let me give you something different!"
"Damn it, you got a good deal on imported milk—why didn't I throw rotten eggs at you?"
Perhaps because of the precedent of throwing milk in Yu Liang's face yesterday, some of the more wicked Alphas in the class started to get restless, saying they were about to throw the dirty trash in their hands at Yu Liang's face.
"Swish—" The plastic milk carton printed with a strawberry pattern drew a precisely calculated parabola in the air.
Unlike yesterday, it didn't pass straight through the window frame and accurately hit Yu Liang's head, who was standing upright.
Instead...
"Plop—" Two pale pink lines flowed straight down the glass window, like two streams of blood and tears filled with resentment and grief.
Yu Liang, who was prepared to dodge, was also stunned. After a while, he came back to his senses in shock and looked at Yan Ceyan.
Yan Ceyan's arm was resting on the edge of the window's sliding hinge. He was the one who had just pushed the window's windshield across, precisely "intercepting" the "missile" that was supposed to land on Yu Liang's head.
"Throwing things?" Yan Ceyan's eyes darkened as his gaze swept over the Alphas who had instigated the trouble. "Is this a junkyard?"
With just that subtle, defiant glance, the few troublemaking Alphas in the class instantly deflated, stammering, "No...no way, Brother Yan..."
"Then let's pick it up."
At a command, groups of two or three Alphas awkwardly pushed and shoved their way to the window, retrieved the milk cartons, and threw them into the trash can.
Then, under Yan Ceyan's cold gaze, he reluctantly wiped the glass clean again with paper. In front of Yu Liang, the more he wiped, the more embarrassed he became, his face turning red from head to toe.
"Thank you so much for helping me." Yu Liang breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the Alphas flee after wiping the windows, and then gave Yan Ceyan a kind, ingratiating smile.
"...(You're overthinking it, I'm not trying to help you.)" Yan Ceyan frowned and stared at Yu Liang for a few seconds before turning his gaze to the milk carton in Yu Liang's hand.
This time, Yan Ceyan's gaze lingered for several tens of seconds. The scar under his eye lifted slightly with the movement of his cheekbone muscles, and his narrow eyes narrowed—those who know Yan Ceyan know that this is an expression of utter disgust.
"I already said it." Yan Ceyan's voice was low and deep, as he tried his best to suppress his anger, and he said, word by word, "Go away."
You are not welcome here.
"Oh oh oh..." Yu Liang nodded frantically, his fingers still reaching into the window and tapping on the corner of Yan Quan's desk.
"This milk...you, you keep it."
Whether you say it's because you're embarrassed and want to get back at them, or you simply want Yan Quan to accept your gift...
In short, Yu Liang lingered, clinging to the window as if determined to get Yan Quan to take the milk from his hands.
"It's really delicious, I promise."
Yan Ceyan leaned against the wall, his whole body tensing up like a drawn bow upon hearing this: "I'll only say it one last time."
Yan Ceyan's voice deepened, as if he was on the verge of exploding: "Go away."
"Right away, right away..." Yu Liang kept glancing at Yan Quan, hurriedly inserting the straw and handing it to Yan Quan.
Sigh. Yan Quan stared at Yu Liang, who looked like he was about to cry from worry, and sighed softly in his heart.
He actually doesn't like drinking milk and hates most beverages... If he had to choose one, he would prefer to drink the hawthorn juice that Yan Ceyan just handed him.
Yu Liang had been pursuing him for almost half a month, but Yan Ceyan, who only occasionally came to the school for a few days, still didn't understand his preferences. Yan Quan was truly helpless.
"Really, Yan Quan, as long as you accept this..." Yu Liang's gaze lingered intensely on Yan Quan's lips for a moment: "I...I'll leave right away."
"Take it, I've been pursuing you for almost half a month..."
Yu Liang always lingered by the window, enduring bullying and insults without retaliating. He looked both comical and... pathetic.
This also gave Yan Quan an increasingly strong sense of déjà vu.
A sense of déjà vu, like two people in the same boat.
So much so that now, when she looks at Yu Liang through the window, she is momentarily lost in thought... Yan Quan gradually merges Yu Liang's shadow with her own face reflected in the glass.
"I see."
A soft sigh escaped from the oppressive atmosphere of the classroom. For the first time, her slender fingers reached out along the window frame and... caught the bottom of the milk carton.
"I'll take it. You can go now."
As Yan Quan finished speaking, the entire classroom erupted in an uproar. A cacophony of surprised exclamations exploded like boiling water:
"Holy crap, am I hallucinating?!"
"Hallucination, it must be a hallucination, someone pinch me!"
"No, Yan Quan really accepted it? He accepted something so disgusting?"
"Does this count as a yes?!"
"Don't tell me Yan Quan, you're also a bisexual..."
Just like his classmates, Yu Liang had the same expression on his face. No, Yu Liang was even more astonished and bewildered than his classmates.
His eyebrows shot up excitedly, and his eyes suddenly lit up as he looked at Yan Quan. "I...I...I'm so happy!"
"Bang—" Yan Ceyan, who was standing outside the window, suddenly slammed his fist on his desk, causing the steel desk to shake three times.
“Damn it…” Yan Ceyan rarely uttered a curse under his breath.
A fierce anger rose in my chest, but even more so... a bitter, twisting pain squeezed and twisted in my heart.
"What the hell does he have to..."
A violent emotion churned in his dark eyes, and Yan Ceyan almost gritted his teeth to suppress the urge to punch Yu Liang to death.
His Adam's apple bobbed violently as he struggled to get out of Yu Liang's sight, finally managing to utter a few words: "You... get out of here now."
If Yu Liang stood there for even one more second, Yan Ceyan truly couldn't guarantee that he would be able to ensure Yu Liang's body was left intact to see the sun rise tomorrow.
"I, I'll leave right away!" Yu Liang's expression changed instantly, and he ran away quickly.
But his head was too hot with excitement, and he kept looking back, recklessly jumping back and forth on Yan Ceyan's bottom line: "Yan Quan, are you even a little bit moved?"
"I...I'll come see you again tomorrow!"
But it was this sentence that completely shattered Yan Ceyan's rationality: "Tomorrow..."
A chilling coldness descended from head to toe. Yan Ceyan's gaze was fixed on Yu Liang's excited departing figure, and he uttered a hoarse, gloomy sound through his throat.
"You want to come again tomorrow?"
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Author's Note: Finished writing 2000 words at 2 AM [sunglasses]
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