Chapter 7: Dormitory invitation to move in together?
As rich second-generations from the Federal Gaia Planet, Quan Yi and Zack and the others are quite familiar with each other.
Seeing this situation, he quickly asked others at the door for some information. When he learned that it was not a large-scale Shura field, his expression eased a little but also felt a little regretful.
According to his usual way of dealing with people, he should have come in and smoothed things over, pretending to be nonchalant and saying, "Well, it's just something lost. We are classmates. Sit down and talk it out."
But when he saw Youan's face as he turned his head, he seemed to be under control and the tone of his mouth involuntarily changed.
Quan Yi: “Hi~”
Lancelot came among them quietly, his ears alert.
Looking up to the left, Youan nodded politely and sensibly.
Looking up to the right, Quan Yi started to smile foolishly like a mentally retarded person.
Damn, that's really interesting.
Lancelot bumped his shoulder and pushed the man away without making a sound.
Five minutes later, after listening to Youan's explanation of the whole story, Lancelot's light screen was about to hit Zack in the face.
The long list of bills does not include custom-made items, let alone 800,000, which is not even a fraction of the total bill amount.
Quan Yi exclaimed, "Oh my god, there are so many, are you guys playing the dress-up game?"
Youan specifically pointed out to Quan: "This frog hat is really nice." So the fox boss generously bought all colors.
Lancelot gave him a polite look and complimented him politely: "You look good in anything you wear. It's as you deserve."
The facts were obvious. Zach stood there for a few seconds, his face becoming increasingly ugly.
He met Youan's dark gaze, and when the other party asked him to apologize, his Adam's apple rolled several times before he squeezed out broken syllables.
"sorry……"
Zach curled his lips, and before the vague ending of his words had faded, he suddenly raised his tone.
"But you can't blame me entirely."
"You're holding a bunch of luxury goods you can't afford, and the timing is so coincidental..."
"Anyone would think so."
Youan watched his mouth open and close, uttering words that were all too familiar.
He looked calm, but he glanced inadvertently. The biscuit box in the room was pushed open at some point, and the half of the little head that was exposed trembled slightly. He didn't know how long he had been listening.
Youan was stunned, and his eyes, which rarely showed any emotion, suddenly narrowed.
Anyone could tell Zach was being perfunctory. It wasn't that he wasn't angry. It was like the teacher reminding everyone to take care of their belongings right in front of him, the undisguised disgust and vigilance in his classmates' eyes, the constant gossip from the neighbors on the street, and the constant talk about his parents, who were living like a puddle of mud...
Too many people and too many things have worn away the temperament to maintain self-esteem, just like an exploited office worker. At first, he still had the energy to get angry and complain, but after all kinds of torture, he can only smile tiredly and say bitterly, "I'm really convinced."
However, just because he can be indifferent doesn't mean he has to let You Tuantuan have these bad experiences.
“It’s been really hard work.”
Lancelot pushed Quan Yi away, his eyes cold and he made a hypocritical sound of tut, "Pour two more bottles of onion juice into my eyes, and I will definitely be moved to tears by your apology."
Zach suppressed his anger and said, "That's enough. Stop pretending to be a savior. You're just—"
Before he could finish his words, the dwarf rabbit orc, whose presence was minimal, suddenly stepped forward and slapped him hard.
With an extremely loud and crisp sound, Zack's head was buzzing from the beating. He stumbled and fell onto the dining table, slamming his head against the corner of the table, and blood gushed out from the corner of his torn mouth.
Quan Yi almost instinctively jumped back: "Fuck!"
The slap was so unexpected that the entire dormitory became extremely quiet, with only the sound of Zack's hissing breaths.
His flushed neck revealed the anger he was trying hard to suppress. Zack raised his eyes and glared at Youan, whose pupils were dark, and a huge sense of shame surged through his head.
He clenched his fists and was about to stand up.
Youan reached into his bag, his face looking like he was about to engage in a duel, when he was suddenly pulled behind him.
Before anyone could react, Lancelot had already mercilessly kicked them in the heart.
"hiss--"
A painful groan erupted from Zack's throat, and he curled up on the ground, holding his abdomen and sweating profusely.
This kick was quite serious. If it gets to the Academic Affairs Office, who knows what kind of rumors will spread. Then it won't be just a simple fight between classmates.
Quan Yi glanced at Lancelot in surprise, a hint of disapproval flashing in his eyes, but he just stood there, not intending to help him up, and said lightly: "Forget it..."
Lancelot seemed to have just realized what he had done: "Ah, sorry."
He looked at Zach, whose face turned pale with pain, and pretended to recall, "But—how did you say that?"
Under Zach's angry gaze, Lancelot suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and shrugged with a smile, "But you can't blame me entirely. You suddenly rushed at me, and anyone would subconsciously defend themselves."
He explained lightly, his hands behind his back gripping a slender yet powerful wrist, his thumb pressing gently against the skin at the wrist bone.
Youan silently loosened his grip on the mechanical clamp, letting the other party hold his hand, and pulled out his backpack very naturally.
Lancelot was a kind red fox who avoided being carried away by anger and causing more trouble.
Now, the kind red fox turned its head and shook its big tail gracefully.
Invite me to move into his dormitory.
Kagano University has an exclusive accommodation area for the nobles, with a wide view and complete facilities, and a dozen servants serve only one person.
Enzo was ordered by his father and brother to live in an ordinary dormitory. It was not that the nobles could not enjoy it. They would occasionally lament that Lancelot was too high-profile to have an entire floor to himself.
Lancelot enjoyed it with a clear conscience, after all, the whole building was funded by his mother.
You An was presented with what was arguably the best dormitory condition in the entire school. Others had already happily agreed to it, but the strict security control did not make it convenient for him to sneak into the dungeon late at night to submit the order.
You An thought for a moment and shook his head: "Don't bother, I'll just stay here."
The polite refusal left the room silent for a few seconds.
Zack pulled the bleeding corner of his mouth and let out an ambiguous sneer.
Quan Yi suddenly turned his neck back and looked at his good brother. He saw the cold smile in the other's eyes and touched the tip of his nose awkwardly.
—Oh, that’s terrible.
I never thought that one day I would be able to use descriptions like "self-indulgent" and "wishful thinking" to describe Lancelot.
But then I thought about it again and realized it was quite novel. I should really ask all my friends to come and see it.
Trying his best to ignore the mockery that threatened to overflow from Quan Yi's eyes, Lancelot swung his tail vigorously and said, "You don't need to worry about the accommodation procedures."
"No, no...I'm fine living here!"
"Are you sure?"
"Uh-huh!"
Lancelot restrained his smile, stared at Youan expressionlessly, and then raised the corners of his lips perfunctorily.
"Okay, whatever you want."
As he said this, he pursed his lips, regaining his smiling expression, and walked out of the dormitory with Quan Yi as if nothing had happened.
The heavy metal door slammed shut behind him.
Youan knew that he might have offended Boss Fox, but the other party looked broad-minded, humble and polite, so it shouldn't be a problem.
"especially……"
Zack wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up, wanting to pull Youan to say something.
Youan dodged sideways, his sleeve brushing against his fingertips, and turned around and walked back to his room.
In the room, the little rabbit curled up into a sugar ball, squatting in the biscuit box, pushing the empty potion bottle back and forth with its little paws, making a rolling sound.
"Tuantuan." Youan called him softly.
You Tuantuan quickly wiped his eyes with his little paws and said softly, "Brother, what's wrong? Don't you have to go to class?"
"There's still time. Come here and let's talk."
"Okay, I'll come talk to my brother..."
You Tuantuan pushed open the medicine bottle, jumped out of the biscuit box, and slowly moved towards Youan's hand spread out on the table.
He hung his head and his little nose kept twitching. After taking two steps, he could no longer hold it in, and his tearful rabbit head slammed into Youan's palm.
The palm of my hand felt wet, like a small puddle of water.
well.
You An lifted up the tearful rabbit's head and carefully wiped the tufted fur: "Why are you crying like this? My dear... Stop crying and be obedient."
You Tuantuan wiped his wet front paws on his belly twice: "Yes, I'll be obedient."
He tried to calm his surging emotions and asked softly, "Brother, can we not treat the disease?"
"Why?"
"Actually, I think this is pretty good... I only need to eat a little every day, and it's also very convenient for sleeping..."
You Tuantuan patted his belly, pointed at the biscuit box, rubbed his chubby cheeks with his two front paws, and came close to You An, "It's very cute, right, hahahaha...hahaha..."
Youan looked at him without saying anything.
You Tuantuan laughed dryly twice, then gradually stopped laughing. He repeated in an inaudible voice, "Let's not buy medicine. We won't treat him anymore..."
"Don't be silly, You Tuan Tuan. How long can you stay with me if I don't treat you?"
Youan slowed down his voice and rubbed the hair on his forehead with his fingertips. "You have to be a long-lived little rabbit and stay with me in good health."
"But--"
You Tuantuan muttered with his ears closed, "If I were a healthy little rabbit, you wouldn't be so poor and wouldn't be wrongly accused of being a thief by them."
As if touching the saddest part of his heart, the furry little rabbit stood up and stretched out its claws to touch the dark spot under Youan's eyes. "I'm sorry, brother. I'm really, really sorry..."
Back when we lived in a shabby little house in the Garbage Star Zone, my brother would go to work after school and would come home very late. A kind neighbor would supervise him taking his medicine, always stuffing candy beans into his mouth while nagging him—
"Tuantuan, your brother has a miserable life, having such bad parents. You're lucky because he's got everything under his belt. Anyone else would have given up long ago. He came home in the middle of the night again last night, so thin he couldn't even hold onto the flesh on his face. It was truly pitiful... Remember to remind him to take these nutritional supplements. When he grows up, make more money to honor your brother and let him enjoy a good life, okay?"
At that time, You Tuantuan nodded as if he understood, and said that he would definitely do it.
But as the days went by, he gradually realized that his brother who protected him from the wind and rain was so outstanding and handsome. If he had not been dragged down by himself, he would have appeared in front of everyone shiningly and trampled under his feet those bad guys who looked down on him.
"How can you have so much to do with such a small head?"
How could Youan not know what he was thinking? He lowered his head and kissed the little rabbit's head, and taught him seriously, "Other people's prejudices reflect their narrow-mindedness, not my true character. Never deny your self-worth because of a trumped-up accusation."
You Tuantuan blinked slowly, wiped her tears on her belly fur, and suddenly felt even more sad: "...Brother, I don't understand. What should I do? I'm a stupid little rabbit."
"It's okay. Just go to class with me. If you listen to the teacher more, you will become smarter. When you become smarter, you will understand."
Youan quickly cleaned up the rabbit's fur, and to prevent him from having any more wild thoughts, he put him in his pocket and took him to the classroom to attend class.
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