ATPN Chapter 50

Chapter 50: All Senior Brothers

Yu Zhanrong: “…”

He really heard it.

I really want to die on the spot.

And he called him by his nickname?!

Yu Zhanrong covered his face with one hand, pretending he didn’t know anything, didn’t hear anything.

Yang You, with the mentality of saving face for his brother when out and about, didn’t immediately press Yu Zhanrong, but instead turned his attention to Fang Jingtong.

Feeling that he hadn’t said anything bad, he wasn’t at all guilty, and gave Fang Jingtong a fake smile as he sized him up and down, “Senior Brother Fang is naturally handsome too, but compared to Senior Brother Song…”

Have some self-awareness, okay?

Actually, Fang Jingtong is also handsome, but his style is different from Song Baiyan’s. Song Baiyan has a sharp, aggressive handsomeness.

Fang Jingtong always has a smile on his face, giving off a carefree feeling.

The conversation between Yang You and Fang Jingtong was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and Yang You’s fighting power was off the charts, not needing anyone’s help at all. Yu Zhanrong silently moved a little to the side, then a little more.

He’d be able to escape this toe-curling scene soon, he thought.

Yu Zhanrong hugged the textbooks in his arms tightly, victory was within reach, when suddenly the strap of his backpack was pulled from behind. Yu Zhanrong tugged twice without success, his steps forcibly stopped in place.

After struggling with his back turned for a long time, he had to face reality. He tried hard to keep a straight face as he turned his head to meet Song Baiyan’s smiling eyes, as if saying: Still want to run?

Yu Zhanrong’s composure broke in a second, and he instantly turned red, the heat on his face getting higher and higher, about to ignite his whole person.

Song Baiyan watched as his little junior brother caught fire, burning from his neck all the way to his ears, and in the sunlight, it looked like his whole person was on fire.

Why is he so shy?

“Rongrong, want to come to the student union meeting with me later?”

Yu Zhanrong: “…”

Help! Stop calling me Rongrong!

Junior brothers have rights too, can’t you call me that in private?

In such a socially awkward moment, he just wants to run away, okay?

Yu Zhanrong looked at Yang You almost pleadingly, but Yang You was busy fighting back and forth with Fang Jingtong, not having time to pay attention to him at all.

This is truly tragic.

Yu Zhanrong wanted to refuse.

But Song Baiyan’s gaze was locked on him, and he couldn’t say the words of refusal no matter what, and besides, for him, refusing Song Baiyan was already a very difficult thing to do.

“Okay…”

As soon as Yu Zhanrong nodded, Song Baiyan let go of his hand, put it back in his pocket, and walked ahead.

“Let’s go eat first.”

Taking one last reluctant look at Yang You, who was still pecking at Fang Jingtong, he followed Song Baiyan’s steps with a mournful face.

Song Baiyan walked two or three meters with Yu Zhanrong before Yang You finally remembered his dear roommate brother, and saw that he had already been abducted.

“Fish, where are you going?”

Yang You’s address made Song Baiyan, who was walking in front, stop. He slightly turned his head and glanced at Yu Zhanrong.

Yu’er?

Or Fish?

It was only then that he remembered that his little junior brother’s surname was Yu, and his full name was Yu Zhanrong. Song Baiyan was slightly stunned. He was overthinking it. How could it be such a coincidence?

Yu Zhanrong turned his head and looked at Yang You resentfully, blinking his eyes, trying to squeeze out some tears, but didn’t succeed.

Bro, you’re too late.

“…Going to the student union meeting.”

“Not eating?”

Yu Zhanrong pointed at Song Baiyan and said, “Going after we eat.”

Hoping that Yang You would ask a few more questions, or offer to go with him, but he didn’t expect Yang You to just wave his hand, telling him not to forget his afternoon class.

Yu Zhanrong: “…”

In the end, he had placed his trust in the wrong person.

Song Baiyan enjoyed watching Yu Zhanrong’s various emoji for a long time, almost laughing out loud.

His little junior brother is really cute.

“Tell me, how did I suddenly get a girlfriend? I myself don’t even know.”

Yu Zhanrong stared blankly at Song Baiyan’s broad back: “I… I heard you at home when I went back to the apartment on the weekend…”

Yu Zhanrong paused, not continuing, feeling a sense of shame for having pried into someone else’s privacy.

The answer was close at hand, Yu Zhanrong took a light breath, tightly grabbing the straps of his backpack, but the remaining words couldn’t be said.

Hearing this, Song Baiyan stopped and waited for him to come up, “Why don’t you continue? What did you hear?”

Yu Zhanrong quietly looked at Song Baiyan, his expression was natural, his eyes even had some encouragement, and a little bit of courage grew in his heart. He said softly, “I heard a girl’s voice, and thought…”

“Thought she was my girlfriend?”

Yu Zhanrong nodded embarrassedly, hanging his head, not daring to look directly at Song Baiyan.

He was staring at the small stone by his feet, tempted to kick it into the grass, but before he could move his foot, a soft laugh came from above his head.

“That’s my cousin.”

Cousin?!

“Yeah, a cousin with blood relation.”

The haze that had been lingering in his heart from the day before yesterday to the present, dissipated like clouds parting to reveal the sun at this moment, sunlight shining into his heart.

Yu Zhanrong raised his head, his eyes shining, his tone light and happy: “Then I misunderstood, sorry.”

This apology was full of joy.

Remembering the conversation he had heard before, Song Baiyan glanced at Yu Zhanrong’s face and couldn’t help but tease him.

“Are you afraid of me? Are you afraid to see me at school?”

Of course not.

It’s just that Song Baiyan at school is too different from Song Baiyan who took him home and cooked noodles for him in the apartment. He doesn’t even know how to integrate them together.

Afraid, it’s impossible to be afraid.

It’s mainly that he’s not used to it.

Song Baiyan at school is unattainable, looking very far away, while the one in the apartment is too close, so close that it seems he can reach him with a stretch of his hand.

Yu Zhanrong shook his head, realizing that Song Baiyan was walking in front and couldn’t see his movements, and was about to say he wasn’t afraid.

“You have to seize the opportunity.”

?

What does this mean?!

Yu Zhanrong: “…”

He raised his head in shock, Song Baiyan’s eyes full of teasing.

I really thank you.

Song Baiyan held his fist to his lips, chuckling a few times.

“…”

“Senior brother, stop laughing, your persona at school is collapsing.” Little Yu sighed.

How didn’t he notice before that Song Baiyan was such a smiley person, and smiled so beautifully.

But he seemed to be overlapping with the senior brother in the apartment, little by little.

Song Baiyan stopped, took half a step back to stand shoulder to shoulder with Yu Zhanrong, and tilted his head to humbly ask for advice: “What’s my persona at school?”

“Oh, a flower on a high peak.”

As he spoke, he kicked the small stone by his foot into the grass. Song Baiyan watched his movements and pulled him.

“Don’t kick, it’s easy to fall.”

“Oh.”

I’m not a child, I won’t fall.

But his body was very honest, Yu Zhanrong obediently took back his foot, looking at the ground, daydreaming as he walked.

“What’s a flower on a high peak? Can’t smile? Is it so harsh?”

Yu Zhanrong: “…”

He glanced at the flower on the high peak. Sunlight shone through the dense leaves and onto his black hair, casting a soft light on his usually cold and handsome face, even his eyes were gentle.

Yu Zhanrong looked away, pretending to be calm and said: “It means you are handsome, but aloof and detached from the world. But senior brother, you can’t be called a flower on a high peak anymore, you’ve descended to earth.”

Saying this, he looked at Song Baiyan again. The way he smiled was indeed less distant. The hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist. As long as he reached out, he could reach him…

It was as if he was back in the apartment.

“Yeah.”

Yeah?

“Don’t be nervous, no matter where we are, I’m your senior brother, right? Whether it’s the apartment or the school.”

“Yeah!” Yu Zhanrong responded heavily, so he had noticed too.

On the road dappled with tree shadows, two figures moved forward slowly, one tall and upright, one slender and handsome.

One slowed down his pace imperceptibly, one occasionally looked up at the person next to him, his dimples shallow, his eyes full of joy.