SC Chapter 7
by VolareChapter 7
Yun Muye didn’t react for a moment, then lightly raised an eyebrow.
“Heh… who asked you?”
Saying that, he leaned his body slightly towards Duan Sirong, wanting to find something Duan Sirong couldn’t compare to him in.
Finally, he discovered a small scar on his knuckle. The scar was difficult to notice, but it seemed to be covered with powder, with only a patch of unpainted bloody scab exposed.
“Duan Sirong, how did you get this scar?” Yun Muye pointed with his finger.
“Oh, I got a little hurt yesterday.” Duan Sirong pulled his cuff up a bit, covering the bloody scab.
But Yun Muye saw it clearly. He had a moment of surprise. Such a small scar… it’s not an ugly thing at all.
Yun Muye pulled his left sleeve up as high as it would go, revealing a scar that looked like a snake.
He only remembered that his left hand was very painful that day, so painful that he lost consciousness, his flesh exposed, and blood flowed all over the floor.
Yun Muye was momentarily lost in a brief memory, actually failing to see the desire in Duan Sirong’s eyes. That desire wasn’t obvious, and from afar, it looked more like heartache for a person.
Yun Muye silently pulled down his sleeve, not knowing anything about what Xiao Mo had just lectured about.
Guo Xi twirled his pen, drawing on the paper. Yun Muye patted the table, and Guo Xi, who had been drawing with headphones on, immediately turned around.
“What’s wrong, Brother Yun?”
“What did the old class teacher just say?”
Guo Xi scratched his head and said, “It wasn’t anything important, just that everyone has to participate this time in the sports meet for them to give us water. Oh, right,” Guo Xi put down his pen again, “she kept looking at you just now, the hints were so obvious!” He frowned as he said that.
Yun Muye looked at Xiao Mo on the podium, who was already a little angry, and simply shouted directly: “Everyone better come to the sports meet! Got it?”
Xiao Mo on the podium couldn’t wait to shove Yun Muye’s head into a crack in the ground in the next second.
But this neat and clean method was also pretty good, and no one in the class dared to disagree.
Guo Xi silently gave a thumbs up.
As Yun Muye turned his head with his legs crossed, full of handsome and domineering coolness, the person beside him was looking down at a blank notebook, as if also expressing embarrassment at Yun Muye’s intimidating shout. Yun Muye revealed one part nonchalance, two parts domineering, and seven parts smugness.
Great! This is great! The more you hate me, the better! It’s best if you never talk to me for the rest of your life!
Duan Sirong was indeed stunned at first, but what kind of Yun Muye hadn’t he seen? He was used to it. As for why he was spacing out——
“Will he actually agree to me? Should I write him a love letter?”
It’s a good thing Yun Muye doesn’t have the ability to read minds.
After sorting out the documents, Xiao Mo left the classroom, taking a look at Yun Muye, who was preparing to sleep, and Duan Sirong, who was preparing to study.
*I wonder if this kid is getting used to sitting there.*
Guo Xi turned his head and said to Yun Muye, who was about to go to sleep, “Brother Yun, no one’s home today. Didn’t your water pipes break? Let’s go to my place to play and sleep over tonight, we’ll play all night!”
Yun Muye only remembered that the water pipes in his house had inexplicably broken yesterday, but at that time he hadn’t showered yet, and the first thought that came to his mind was, “Might as well go to Duan Sirong’s house to shower.”
His body was also slowly moving because of this thought, until his hand was almost on the doorknob when he realized how absurd this idea was.
Damn it!
But going to Guo Xi’s house to sleep wasn’t bad either. His computer setup was top-notch.
Yun Muye took out an orange lollipop from his pocket and gave it to Guo Xi: “Okay.”
Guo Xi tore open the package and put the lollipop in his mouth.
“Hey! You’re having good things and not including me?” Liu Lan appeared out of nowhere.
Guo Xi’s eyes showed a hint of disdain, sweeping over Liu Lan’s whole body, and then, he “tsk tsked” twice with unclear meaning.
“What do you mean by that?”
Guo Xi used his tongue to control the direction of the lollipop: “It’s not like it can’t be done, there’s still one spot left at my house, you go ask Wang Xin if she wants to come.”
Liu Lan nodded.
“Hey! Wang Xin, we’re going to Guo Xi’s house to play today, do you want to come?”
Wang Xin was applying makeup in front of the mirror and couldn’t be distracted, so she simply ignored Liu Lan.
“Hey! This person, Wang–”
“Can I go?” Liu Lan, who was interrupted, was stunned in place, turning his head stiffly.
Yun Muye rolled his eyes, “Get this straight, we’re not going to study, we’re going to go online.”
Duan Sirong’s eyes were sincere: “I know, please take me along.”
Guo Xi: “?”
Liu Lan: “??”
Yun Muye: “???”
Say that again, where do you want to go with us?
Seeing the three people who had already petrified into statues, Duan Sirong only smiled gently at Yun Muye’s “statue.”
“Model student, is it okay if your parents know?”
Duan Sirong still followed the three of them. He was holding a glass of lemonade in his hand.
“Yes, my parents aren’t home tonight either.”
Yun Muye’s face was as stinky as if Duan Sirong owed him three million, and the people who passed by quickly avoided them.
“That person is so scary.”
“Yeah, he looks like the scum of society! I don’t know how his parents manage him!”
“Keep your voice down, don’t let him hear you.”
Guo Xi played with the keys in his hand and said, “Model student, do you know how to play games?”
Duan Sirong shook his head.
Guo Xi wasn’t surprised: “Then what are you going to do later?”
Duan Sirong took a sip of lemonade, “Do homework and watch movies. Thank you for today. I won’t make your house dirty. If you think I’m affecting you, you can kick me out at any time.”
Yun Muye didn’t know how many times he had rolled his eyes along the way. It would be better to kick him out now than waiting until they got to Guo Xi’s house!
Liu Lan laughed, “Model student is a model student, even the way he speaks is so logical.”
Duan Sirong: “Thank you.”
Guo Xi’s house was in an old residential area in Hanyang, but the dilapidated exterior didn’t affect the environment inside Guo Xi’s house, which was black and white with a touch of elegance.
Yun Muye and Liu Lan went in like it was their own home, changing into slippers before entering Guo Xi’s room.
“Hey! You guys! Model student, just wear any pair of slippers, the shoe covers are in that wooden cabinet. I’m going to turn on the computer first!”
Duan Sirong chose shoe covers.
Inside the room, the three of them sat side by side, already playing games. The sound of constant clicking on the keyboard surprised Duan Sirong a little.
Duan Sirong put his schoolbag on the chair next to him and sat next to Liu Lan.
After turning on the computer, he scrolled the mouse to choose a movie to watch, selecting a newly released comedy film.
“Model student, are we affecting you?”
“No.”
Yun Muye glanced at it, then seriously played again.
Duan Sirong also glanced over after Yun Muye’s gaze. The white light was reflected in Yun Muye’s serious and focused pupils. His posture was unrestrained and free, like a samurai working seriously.
Causing Duan Sirong to look over there from time to time.
As the end credits of the movie rolled, Duan Sirong leaned heavily against the back of the chair. The three of them were still playing games. Duan Sirong looked at the time in the lower left corner of the computer, ten thirty, and opened his phone again.
Dozens of missed call notifications flooded the information bar. The red font filled the word “Mom” in the contact note, looking suffocating and terrifying.
Duan Sirong sighed softly and picked up his schoolbag.
Guo Xi, who was resting because he was tired of playing, looked over.
“Model student, not playing anymore?”
Duan Sirong replied, “Yeah, I have to go home. Thank you so much for today.”
“No problem, no problem.”
“Right,” Duan Sirong waved to Yun Muye, “Come out for a moment.”
Yun Muye had won several rounds just now and was in a good mood, as if Duan Sirong not only didn’t owe him money, but also gave him money, so he also listened to this “boss’s” request.
“What’s up?” Yun Muye looked at Duan Sirong with a rarely seen look.
Duan Sirong took down his schoolbag, took out a bouquet of bright red roses from it, and stuffed it into Yun Muye’s arms.
Yun Muye caught it off guard.
Duan Sirong showed a bright smile, waved to him: “I’m leaving.”
The bright red rosebuds were delicate and dripping, and when smelled lightly, an elegant fragrance seemed to penetrate the entire soul.
Yun Muye completely exploded!