Chapter 17
A beam of light shone into the dark woods, and bursts of exclamations were heard as it swayed.
"Fuck, run, run!"
"Run separately, you go over there!"
"Fuck, are you annoying?! This is the third time this month! We're not a couple, I'm not afraid!"
The students who were hiding in the grove for a tryst scattered like birds and beasts. The middle-aged man with a protruding belly couldn't catch up with them and was panting behind them with a flashlight in his hand.
"Everyone, go back to your evening study, you hear me!"
A burst of cheerful laughter came on the wind.
The middle-aged man leaned against the tree and sighed, saying that students are becoming more and more difficult to teach every year.
After the commotion, the surroundings became quiet. To prevent any fish from slipping through the net, the middle-aged man continued to go deeper into the woods with a flashlight.
The further you go in, the quieter the surroundings become. The dim courtyard lights are of no use at all, and the layers of leaves are shrouded in an impenetrable darkness.
The flashlight light broke through the thick darkness and illuminated the people under the tree.
Sure enough, there are still people!
The middle-aged man walked over quickly and reached out to grab the student's shoulders.
The student was very tall, with a long ponytail tied behind her head, but she was wearing a boys' school uniform.
The middle-aged man wondered if there was a tall girl like this among the sports students in the school.
The answer is no.
The flashlight was turned up a notch, and the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice, "Classmate, which class are you in?"
The student turned around and said, "Teacher Wang, it's me."
The light illuminated the familiar face, and Teacher Wang was surprised: "Wen Chu, why are you here?"
It’s no wonder that Teacher Wang couldn’t recognize Wen Chu’s back. He and Wen Chu had always dealt with each other face to face, and he never thought that a good student like Wen Chu would come to the rumored dating destination for couples.
"I'm going for a walk." Wen Chu blinked and turned his head to avoid the glaring light of the flashlight: "Teacher Wang, it's too bright."
The beam of light moved away, and Teacher Wang tried to keep a cold expression: "Next time you go for a walk, go to the playground, don't come here, go quickly."
Wen Chu nodded, reached out to push away the leaves above his head, and walked away.
Teacher Wang suddenly called out from behind: "Wen Chu!"
Hearing the first look back.
Teacher Wang said, "Don't stress yourself out. You'll be fine."
The closer the college entrance examination is, the more it tests students’ mentality. Students with steady minds can often achieve better results in the end.
Wen Chu nodded: "I understand, thank you."
Teacher Wang continued searching in the grove. After the conversation with Wen Chu just now, he thought there was no one in the woods, but he didn't expect there was still someone brave enough.
"Luo Fei, why is it you again?"
The boy has very short hair, raised eyebrows, and a rebellious air about him that suggests he doesn't obey rules.
Luo Fei said, "Teacher, I'm going for a walk."
Obviously, he heard the conversation just now.
Teacher Wang's flashlight nearly hit Luo Fei in the face. "If you don't want to attend evening study, go home. School is not a place for you to take a stroll."
Luo Fei was unconvinced and pointed in the direction Wen Chu left: "Why can he take a walk?"
"He's the top student in his class. He's tired from studying and wants to take a walk to clear his mind. Can you do that?"
Teacher Wang grabbed Luo Fei's arm and said, "Come on, follow me to the office and call your father over so we can have a good chat."
"No, no!" Luo Fei raised his hands in surrender. "I'm going back to the classroom now. Teacher, please don't ask my dad to come to school."
Teacher Wang was ruthless. The flashlight burned Luo Fei from head to toe. "If it happens again, it will be useless even if you beg me."
“Yes, yes.”
Luo Fei left the grove in shame, and on the way back to the classroom he became more and more angry.
Being number one in the grade is amazing! There are always exceptions for everything!
Her hair is so long, she doesn't even attend gym class, and her face is whiter than a ghost...
A familiar figure appeared downstairs of the teaching building in front. Luo Fei followed him quietly. After the other person turned into the toilet at the end of the corridor, he took out his cell phone and called for help.
It was not time to end the get out of class yet and there was no one in the toilet.
After Wen Chu went to the toilet, he stood in front of the sink and washed his hands.
The sound of rushing water was drowned out by the sound of footsteps that appeared one after another. Wen Chu straightened up and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Luo Fei chuckled and ordered two of his men to drag Wen Chu into the toilet cubicle.
Wen Chu's hands were restrained by two men, one on each side. The man with the flat head blocked the doorway and licked his lips obscenely: "I am going to strip you naked today to see what secrets you have hidden under your clothes."
Although Wen Chu was thin, he was not frail. He had long limbs and picturesque features. One could smell a faint fragrance from him when one got close to him. The two boys who grabbed his wrists felt that what they were holding was not a human skeleton, but a piece of soft and bouncy pudding.
He has waist-length hair, long curly eyelashes, and glowing white skin. Except for the heroic look between his eyebrows, he doesn't look like a boy at all.
Luo Fei touched Wen Chu's waistband with his fingers: "I say, have you grown a penis yet?"
The two boys on the left and right laughed, and one of them said, "Brother Fei, he must have both male and female things, otherwise how could he become so androgynous now?"
Luo Fei smiled evilly: "You make sense." With a pull of his fingers, the elastic band of Wen Chu's pants came loose.
Wen Chu had seen Luo Fei being scolded by a fat, middle-aged man in the corridor outside the teacher's office. After a moment's thought, he said, "Student Luo, I know you're Boss Luo's son. Before you take off my pants, you'd better think about the consequences for yourself!"
Luo Fei is not afraid of anyone except Lao Luo. Hearing Wen Chu's tone, he should be familiar with Lao Luo. If he bullies him now, Lao Luo might find out soon. Moreover, Wen Chu looks like a person who is used to complaining, so he will definitely be the one who will be in trouble.
The younger brother on the left saw that the situation was not right and immediately knew that there was no fun left. He quickly cut off his retreat: "Brother Fei, your pants are half taken off. It's too late to turn back now."
The younger brother on the right used provocation: "Brother Fei, are you scared?"
Luo Fei's face turned grim: "How is that possible? I'm fearless! You two hold him down, and today I have to take off these pants!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice rang out from behind him: "Whose pants do you have to take off?"
Luo Fei didn't have time to turn around before someone grabbed the back of his collar and dragged him out of the cubicle.
The younger brothers on both sides rushed out to help, but when they saw that the boy who stepped on the eldest brother's chest had dark skin, a strong body, and a fist as big as a sandbag that could knock down a pair of them with one punch, they quickly retreated: "Fei, Brother Fei, hold on, we will go find someone right away." Then they disappeared at the toilet door.
Wen Chu tied his belt and came out, Song Youran's foot was still on Luo Fei's chest.
He was really mean. When Luo Fei was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, he deliberately let him go; when Luo Fei tried to lift his upper body, he stepped down hard.
Giving people hope and then destroying that hope, Song Youran had done the same to him before.
Wen Chu grabbed Song Youran's arm and said, "That's enough."
Song Youran raised her eyelids and scratched her ears: "Say it again."
In the past few years, Song Youran has been running in the sun every day, and his skin is darker than chocolate. He can do twenty pull-ups in one breath without any effort. Wen Chu doubts the strength of his feet. If he takes another step, Luo Fei will have to go to the hospital.
Wen Chu said, "I asked you to let him go."
He is now as tall as Song Youran, so he no longer needs to look up at her.
Song Youran glared: "I'm helping you, do you understand?"
"I told you to let him go, do you understand?" Wen Chu asked back, pulling Song Youran's arms with both hands and pulling him away from Luo Fei.
Luo Fei gained his freedom and quickly turned into a loach and slid away from the ground.
Song Youran grabbed Wen Chu's ponytail and forced him to look up. "He did this to you, and you actually helped him? Are you a slut?"
Wen Chu's eyelashes trembled. Song Youran knew that he was in pain, but she couldn't bear the anger in her heart. She loosened his ponytail, pushed his shoulders into the compartment, and locked the door.
"You like having your pants taken off, right? I'll take them off for you right now!"
Wen Chu pressed his hand on the waistband of his pants, his voice trembling: "Uncle!"
Song Youran's eyes flushed red. "Others can do it, but I can't, huh?"
Wen Chu's ponytail was pulled again, and her head tilted back, revealing her fragile Adam's apple.
He is so white, like jade.
When Song Youran thought about the fact that Wen Chu's current appearance was due to her past self, she could no longer accept the possibility that Wen Chu was touched by someone else.
"Are you going to say again that you don't like boys and it doesn't matter what they look at you?"
Song Youran pushed Wen Chu against the wall and pulled his hands away from his waistband. "Since it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you let me see it."
A layer of sweat formed on Wen Chu's forehead; it was from the pain. His pain seemed even more intense than that of an average person, like a delicate flower that trembled and folded its petals at the slightest touch.
Song Youran loosened the ponytail, and her fingertips followed the smooth hair down to her waist, then she pulled her into her arms through the thick school uniform.
Wen Chu opened his eyes and turned his face to the side, and Song Youran's kiss fell on the corner of his mouth.
Song Youran let him go and opened the door of the compartment.
Wen Chu called out from behind, "Uncle."
Song Youran dug marks into the door with her fingers, suppressing her anger. "I told you not to call me that at school."
During evening study time, the teaching building was brightly lit. Song Youran left the quiet corridor and walked towards the school gate.
It was not yet nine o'clock and the hustle and bustle on the street had not yet died down. Song Youran stopped a taxi on the side of the road.
Song Youran received three calls from Wen Chu in the car, but he didn't answer them or hang up. He waited until the phone rang enough before the call was automatically disconnected.
Wen Chu couldn’t get through on the phone, so he sent a message instead: Why aren’t you in the classroom? Where did you go?
Song Youran pressed the phone screen hard to turn off the phone.
"bite!"
The phone received another message: Will you come back in the evening?
Song Youran read the message twice and was so angry that her fingers lost control. She pressed keys randomly on the keyboard and after a long while, she sent three words: What the hell are you doing to me?
After these three words were sent, the messages from Wen Chu stopped.
After Song Youran paid the fare, she slammed the car door loudly. The driver was dissatisfied and rolled down the window to curse, but then he thought it was better to have less trouble, so he spat, closed the window and left.
Wei Qian heard a knock on the door and saw Song Youran standing outside through the peephole. She quickly opened the security chain and opened the door to let him in.
The living room was very quiet. There was an open storage box on the floor with scattered toys scattered around.
Wei Qian followed Song Youran's gaze and habitually tried to make amends for Xie Dong, "Usually he cleans up by himself. Today he went to bed early, so I helped him."
Song Youran said coldly, "If you continue to spoil him, he'll be useless."
Wei Qian smiled and said, "He's still young."
"Young talents need to be taught, not spoiled all the time."
Song Youran kicked the storage box and saw that it was overflowing with toys. She said to Wei Qian who had followed her, "Buy him fewer toys in the future."
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
Wei Qian squatted on the floor to put away her toys. Song Youran sat on the sofa. "I'm staying here today."
Wei Qian stood up: "Okay, I'll make the bed for you."
Song Youran stopped her: "Go make me something to eat first, I'm hungry."
Wei Qian was busy in the kitchen. Song Youran walked to the door of the children's room and gently unlocked it.
The little guy didn't sleep in there, probably ran to the master bedroom again. I told him many times to sleep alone, but he just wouldn't listen.
Wei Qian put the bowl on the dining table and saw Song Youran coming out of the master bedroom. She explained, "When the weather gets warmer, I'll let him sleep on his own."
Song Youran didn't say anything, and it was unclear whether she believed it or not.
The bowl contained clear soup noodles, with a few vegetable leaves floating on the edge and a fried egg in the middle.
Song Youran doesn't like the texture of instant noodles. They are too soft, take a long time to cook, and break when picked up with chopsticks.
In the past, the chefs in the villa would make their own egg noodles. The noodles were chewy and would not become mushy even after being cooked for a long time.
After eating, Song Youran found a fried egg at the bottom of the bowl.
Wei Qian, who was sitting opposite, smiled and said, "When I was a child, on my birthday, my mother would cook longevity noodles for me and put two eggs in them, one on top and one on the bottom."
Song Youran said, "Today is not my birthday."
To be honest, he himself doesn’t know when his birthday is, and I’m afraid no one in this world knows it.
Wei Qian insists that people should be optimistic, especially children of Song Youran's age.
"Even if it's not my birthday, it's still a happy thing to find a surprise inside a bowl of noodles at the end."
Song Youran put down her chopsticks, leaving the fried egg at the bottom of the bowl.
"On your birthday, your mother fried two eggs for you, and you felt happy. On your brothers' birthdays, did your mother also only fry two eggs for them?"
Wei Qian's eyes dimmed, and Song Youran guessed the answer just by looking at her expression. He didn't come here to cause trouble today, so why stab him in the heart?
He picked up the chopsticks again, ate the fried egg in the bowl, and casually asked Wei Qian about taking time off to go back to her hometown some time ago.
Wei Qian's face lit up again: "Everything is fine at home. My second brother's betrothal gift money has been collected. The wedding should be held soon. I may have to go back then."
Song Youran said, "You can attend the wedding, and I'll pay for your gift. But you can no longer support your brothers unconditionally. They have to rely on themselves from now on."
Wei Qian looked ashamed: "I'm sorry, Youran, I'm a burden to you."
Song Youran waved his hand: "Stop being polite. I'm not doing this for you. If it weren't for Xie Dong..." He snorted and didn't finish the rest of his words.
The cell phone alarm rang in her pocket, reminding Song Youran to go to bed.
Wei Qian put the bowl of noodles into the kitchen and came out to say to Song Youran, "Sit down for a while. I'll make the bed."
Song Youran responded, waited for Wei Qian to go to the room, found Wen Chu's number and dialed it.
There was no one talking in the receiver, only the sound of the wind whistling.
Song Youran frowned and broke the deadlock: "Why are you still outside?"
Wen Chu: "Something happened."
Song Youran rubbed his brows and asked, "What time is it now? Is there anything that can't be done tomorrow?"
Wen Chu: "I won't say anymore."
Before the call was hung up, Song Youran heard a delicate voice.
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