Chapter 14 Debt Bisexual
Chapter 14
When Wen Xi returned to the dormitory, it was almost three o'clock in the morning.
He opened the door slowly. The room was quiet, and only the sound of breathing could be heard. Wen Xi gently placed his schoolbag on the table, took the medicine box from the locker in the moonlight, and hid in the bathroom.
Close the door and turn on the light.
Wen Xi washed her face and stared at herself in the mirror. Her face was covered with water droplets, and the corners of her lips were bitten due to excessive nervousness. There were also blood stains that had not been washed away. Under the cold white wall lamp next to the mirror, her face looked extremely ugly.
The remaining water droplets on the arm flowed down along the forearm and flowed to the marks on the wrist. A tingling sensation like a needle pricked his head, and Wen Xi looked down to see the red and swollen wrist.
The pain stimulated him to regain his rationality. Wen Xi blinked, lowered his eyes and wiped the water stains on his face. He first took a photo of the wound, then took out alcohol and cotton swabs from the medicine box and carefully treated himself.
"S——"
Afraid that his roommate would hear the noise, Wenxi grabbed a towel and put it in his mouth, being cautious not to make any sound.
The wounds burned and stung when they came into contact with alcohol, and the marks from strangulation were not treated in time, so some parts of the wounds were broken and bleeding. Wen Xi looked at the blood stains on the cotton ball, frowned, gritted his teeth, endured the pain, applied medicine, bandaged it with a medical bandage, and finally treated the wound.
Wen Xi quickly cleaned up the medical waste on the table, wrapped it in paper towels and stuffed it into his shirt pocket to avoid being seen by others and causing unnecessary trouble.
After changing his clothes, he wiped his body with a handkerchief with a grimace, carefully and skillfully put the medicine box back into the locker, and swallowed a handful of anti-inflammatory cold medicine with cold water. Only then did Wen Xi climb onto his own bed.
[How to make 2 million in a year?]
[How to earn 2.3 million without breaking the law?]
[How can college students make money quickly in one year? ]
Wen Xi looked at the security alert that popped up at the top of the browser search box, as well as the various cases of how many years in prison were given for illegal gains, curled up his fingertips, and exited the search.
Opening WeChat, Ranran’s class group teacher sent photos of yesterday’s activities. Wen Ran was baking with her friends in a ponytail, smiling carefreely.
Wen Xi's breathing quickened. Uncle Pi San knew Wen Ran's address. He threatened Wen Xi with Wen Ran's and her mother's graves and forced her to raise 2.38 million yuan within a year.
Wen Xi's fingertips trembled as they tapped the screen. Wen Guoqing took out a loan of more than two million yuan for his car and a storefront that had been liquidated after bankruptcy, and then lost more than one million yuan in a casino run by a loan shark company.
Wen Xi worked three jobs a day since his freshman year, took into account various scholarships, and lived frugally to the extreme. It took him three years to pay back the maximum of one million. Mr. Pi asked him to pay back the remaining 2.38 million within one year. Taking into account the 80,000 he earned from drinking yesterday, Wen Xi still has to earn 2.3 million.
Even if he worked at the Niye Club all year round with a base salary of 600,000, he would still need to get at least 150,000 commissions every month to pay off his gambling debts. But this commission was a matter of luck and probability, and it could not guarantee Wenxi's income at all.
Even if many customers ordered Wenxi, not all of them were generous. Most of them only got a commission of one or two thousand per game, which was far from enough if they came every day. Moreover, many customers who were generous came to the Niye Club only after making an appointment with the fixed bartender in advance, so it was not Wenxi's turn at all.
Poor Wenxi only has the contact information of one customer.
The dormitory was quiet, and occasionally one could hear Chen Qiao talking in his sleep.
Wenxi didn't sleep, but turned on the small light and peeled a sweet orange.
The high-quality oranges, which cost 76 yuan each, were given by Yan and Su. It was the last one, and Wenxi had been planning to savor them during the day.
You shouldn't eat in the middle of the night, and Wen Ran wouldn't sneak under the covers to eat sweet oranges. But Wen Xi still felt a little uncomfortable. Although he had secretly cried for more than an hour in the flower bed and had vented most of his grievances, he still decided to indulge himself once and use this precious sweet orange to encourage himself.
The moment the orange peel was peeled, Wenxi smelled the freedom of the fields, and the juice burst in his mouth.
The messy thoughts and long-lasting grievances were swallowed by Wen Xi along with the last expensive sweet orange.
The orange was the size of a palm and was eaten quickly. Wenxi lay in the soft nest, staring at the ceiling in a trance. The painkillers took effect. Wenxi felt his eyelids heavy and sleepiness finally came over him.
Wen Xi reached out and turned off the light of the desk lamp, and the closed small bed became pitch black.
There was still the scent of citrus in the air. Wen Xi tilted her head and buried her face in the pillow.
*
Maybe because he was too frightened last night, Wenxi slept until noon. Fortunately, it was Saturday, so there was nothing else to do.
Wen Xi opened the curtain and saw Ning Haoyu who had just come back with takeout. She was stunned to see him still in bed, "You just woke up? What time did you come back yesterday? It's rare to see you in the dormitory at twelve o'clock."
"Ah, I'll be back soon after twelve."
"I fell asleep and didn't hear it." Ning Haoyu held up the takeaway, "Stir-fried beef rice, do you want some?"
Wen Xi lowered her eyes and glanced at her wrist. The painkiller had worn off and it was a little swollen now. Wen Xi shook her head: "Forget it. I've been suffering from internal heat lately. You can take it yourself."
"Okay." Ning Haoyu didn't notice that Wen Xi was acting strangely. He pulled out a chair and ate while watching a movie.
Wenxi climbed down the ladder, found a long-sleeved shirt, and went to the bathroom to change. Perhaps because she was young and had good recovery skills, the swelling on Wenxi's wrist had gone down today and it would probably heal completely in a day or two.
"It's so hot, why are you wearing long sleeves?" Ning Haoyu glanced at the bright sun outside and asked casually, "Are you catching a cold?"
Wen Xi paused while taking the medicine. He had never told his roommates that he owed millions of dollars. Everyone just thought that his family was poor, his parents had unfortunately passed away, and he was alone with his sister to go to college.
Wen Xi stood there, the air conditioner was turned down a little. He stood at the vent, feeling the cold wind blowing directly on his face, calming his restless heart. Wen Xi followed Ning Haoyu's words and said softly, "I feel a little bit. Don't get too close to me. If I infect you, it will be bad."
"OK."
Wen Xi drooped her eyelids, and her slender white fingertips were pinching the edge of the anti-inflammatory tablet's wrapper, unconsciously rubbing the jagged corners. She felt itchy, so she tilted her head back, put the tablet into her mouth, and swallowed it with a sip of water.
"I'm working at night and won't be back."
"Another all-nighter?"
"Um."
Wen Xi picked up his schoolbag and heard a rustling sound when he walked away. He paused for a moment, opened the zipper and saw the crumpled debt repayment contract lying at the bottom of the schoolbag.
Wen Xi carefully flattened the contract and placed it at the bottom of a stack of honorary certificates in the cabinet as a cushion, then angrily punched the cabinet door a few times in the air.
I thought to myself, I will defeat you sooner or later.
*
After going to the assistant manager's duty room to handle the afternoon work, he went to the nursery to look after his sister for a while. After making sure that no one had looked for Wen Ran, Wen Xi rode his electric bike to Ni Ye Club at six o'clock in the afternoon.
Today is just an ordinary day as a waiter serving drinks in the scattered area of a nightclub.
Wenxi and Mingyao met in the staff lounge at 1:30 a.m. when they changed shifts. The other person also had a job at 1:00 a.m., but Mingyao was picked to mix drinks in a private room today, so the two did not meet.
"Wenwen," Mingyao handed him a bottle of orange juice: "Have you picked out your women's clothing?"
Wen Xi unscrewed the orange juice and drank it in small sips. He choked when he heard the words. He looked around and was relieved to see that there was no one in the lounge: "No."
"Tsk, you're still shy." Ming Yao blew a breath into Wen Xi's earlobe, then smiled as he watched the pretty boy blush like a thin-skinned peach, "You must read the book I gave you. There are a lot of cross-dressing plots in it. You should learn from it, baby."
Ming Yao nuzzled Wen Xi's nose and stared at him. Wen Xi's neck and ears turned red. She looked away embarrassedly, but finally made up her mind and nodded gently, "I'll go and see when I get back."
Ming Yao's expression was clearly distrustful: "Why didn't you watch it before when I asked you to? How come our Xiaoxi has improved so suddenly?"
After a day of thinking, Wen Xi decided to work hard in Ni Ye Club, expand his own market, and strive to be noticed by more financial sponsors.
But Wenxi didn't plan to tell others that he was threatened to pay back more than 2 million yuan. This would only add burden to others and would not change anything. Wenxi thought of a reason that didn't sound so perfunctory and said, "Because I am a studious person."
Their eyes met. Ming Yao looked at Wen Xi's serious expression and burst out laughing: "Okay, studious classmate Wen Dahai, I hope you can learn something."
Wen Xi's face became hot due to his teasing, and she rubbed the tips of her ears.
Because he quit his job at the pharmacy, Wenxi would stay at Mingyao's house during the night shift after midnight.
At two o'clock in the morning, Wen Xi stood in the bathroom, hesitating and not daring to open the door. The bandage on his wrist had been removed, and the swelling was gone, but there was still a red mark that had not subsided. Although it was not very obvious, it was still visible if you looked closely.
Worried that Ming Yao would find out and get angry, and might pick a fight and implicate him, Wen Xi picked up the concealer on the cupboard and applied it on himself. He held it against the light for a long time to make sure that his skin tone was consistent, and only then did Wen Xi feel at ease to open the door and go out.
Ming Yao was already lying on the sofa, reading a novel. Wen Xi came over and asked curiously, "What are you reading?"
"This book is super interesting. It's about a bisexual bottom who is extremely poor and has a harder time than you. He is almost three million in debt, while you only have a few hundred thousand."
Wenxi blinked.
Ming Yao continued: "Then the bottom had a rich roommate in college, who was the top. They had an average relationship. But when the bottom was threatened to pay back the money, he dressed up as a girl, fell in love with her online, and coaxed the top to give him money."
Wen Xi was stunned: "Huh?"
Ming Yao tilted his head to look at Wen Xi, his beautiful fox eyes looking at him confusedly, the small mole on the tip of his nose looked a little red, perhaps due to the heat. The boy who had just finished washing had a soft energy all over his body, and an expression as if his worldview had been shocked.
"So...did the top give it to him? Did they exchange photos?"
When Ming Yao saw his innocent and ignorant attitude, he wanted to bully Wen Xi, so he sat down and continued, "Switch. Of course, the top must test the sincerity."
"At first, she opened a small account and added WeChat, saying that she was a junior from the same school, using a fake name, and sent some leg photos and beautiful photos without showing her face. But the top only saw these and didn't trust the bottom very much, thinking that he was stealing the photos, so the bottom decided to show the top some real photos."
Wenxi: "What did you see?"
"Of course, the best way to test true love is to use a little P. P photos are the essence of love stories on Huashi.com."
Wen Xi's eyes widened, he opened his mouth, and after a while he uttered: "Ah——"
Ming Yao didn't pay any attention to Wen Xi's awkwardness. He twisted his body and talked to himself, "Then it was like this, like this, like this, and coaxed the top into giving him money. After that, the bottom wanted to run away, but the top had already found out that his online girlfriend was his roommate, and he caught her. In order to calm her boyfriend's anger, the bottom pitifully showed his little flower to the man, but the top was the big wolf and had long wanted to eat her. Then it was like this, like this, like this, and like this, and her bottom was in tatters."
"In the end, the two of them realized their feelings for each other and got together. Although it's a very simple plot, it's so delicious - just like the one about StarCraft, both were written by Teacher Bai. Once you read it, you both fall silent. Wen Bao, why don't you read this one first? It's a duet between the two of you. I'll send it to you. It's filled with the aroma of meat, it's so delicious."
In this world, except for her parents and the doctor who delivered her, no one knew that Wenxi was hermaphrodite. Ming Yao didn't know that Wenxi, whose novel he passionately shared, had Xiaohua herself.
Therefore, Ming Yao would have no idea how much impact the description in the novel, in which each item accurately corresponds to Wen Xi's own conditions, would have on Wen Xi's spiritual world.
bite!
The phone rang with a message alert. Wen Xi picked it up blankly. It was Ming Yao who sent the novel.
At the same time, Yan and Su stayed up late at night in the dormitory group, and suddenly @ all members, saying madly that he was a little tired of offline relationships, and decided to have an extremely pure online relationship to purify his heart.
"Oh, your handsome second-generation rich roommate?" Ming Yao came over at some point, resting his chin on Wen Xi's shoulder, and looked at the group chat messages with him, thinking: "Do you like him?"
Ming Yao's voice was right beside his ear. Wen Xi's hand holding the phone trembled for a moment. He didn't know why he asked that, but he quickly shook his head: "I don't like it. We are just friends."
Ming Yao stood up, stretched, and said, "What a pity. To be honest, except that you are not bisexual, you are exactly the same as described in the novel. If I were you, and I was extremely short of money and couldn't survive, I might dare to do what the novel said."
In the dormitory group, Chen Qiao was still awake, and asked Yan Hesu how pure the online love was. Yan Hesu replied that from the time they added each other on WeChat to the time they broke up, they never met offline.
Wen Xi stared at the chat history, his heart beating rapidly.
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