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    Chapter 49 Little Thoughts

    Song Baiyan took off his shoes and followed him into the living room. It wasn’t his first time here, but he didn’t expect it to be so empty and desolate after so long.

    Besides the extra basket of snacks, the living room remained almost unchanged.

    Yu Zhanrong cut off the tag of the cotton slippers and handed them to him, “I just bought them, haven’t washed them yet, you…”

    “It’s okay.” Song Baiyan glanced at the new pair of slippers with the same style but smaller size in his hand.

    “Two pairs at once, it’s cheaper.” Yu Zhanrong explained subconsciously when he saw him looking over.

    Actually, he bought other styles too, but he only bought two pairs of this particular style.

    One in Song Baiyan’s size and one for himself.

    He harbored some hidden intentions, but he was afraid that Song Baiyan would notice, so he quickly put down the slippers, turned around to wash his hands, and then poured water for Song Baiyan.

    Song Baiyan took the cup and took a sip, a flash of surprise flitting across his eyes.

    Warm?

    Sweet?

    “What’s wrong?”

    Song Baiyan raised the water cup, “It’s delicious, thank you.”

    “Drinking some honey water can help with a hangover, I just hope Senior doesn’t think I’m being nosy.”

    “I don’t.” Song Baiyan said, “I’m just surprised you even know about this.”

    After all, this kid didn’t seem like someone who would take care of others.

    “I often see my mom giving my dad this to drink, saying it helps with hangovers.”

    “Then your parents must have a good relationship.”

    Their relationship as husband and wife was indeed good.

    But the father-son relationship, well, that remained to be seen.

    Yu Zhanrong curled his lips, suddenly remembering something. He looked at Song Baiyan’s face, although the swelling had subsided, there were still some marks that hadn’t faded.

    It’s been so many days, Yu Zhanrong frowned, wanting to touch the marks on Song Baiyan’s face, “It must hurt a lot, right?”

    Before his fingertip could touch the skin, Yu Zhanrong suddenly pulled back, the color of blood gradually creeping up from his neck.

    Song Baiyan’s gaze fell on Yu Zhanrong’s clenched hands on his knees, his fingers unconsciously picking at his nails. Song Baiyan felt that if he didn’t say something, those hands would probably keep picking.

    Withdrawing his gaze, Song Baiyan touched the injured area on his face and smiled, “It doesn’t hurt, it’s all healed. The medicine you gave me was very effective.”

    Yu Zhanrong was shocked, the person who delivered the medicine was clearly Yang You.

    “Senior knew it was me?”

    “I know now.”

    “…”

    Damn it!

    “Just kidding, I knew it was you from the start.” Song Baiyan chuckled, his eyes filled with an undeniable tenderness.

    Yu Zhanrong slept restlessly that night, his mind filled with Song Baiyan’s smiling eyes, even his somewhat doting gaze.

    And the female voice in his house that haunted him, but he never dared to ask about.

    Perhaps he was afraid of hearing an answer he didn’t want, he hesitated for a long time and didn’t dare to ask.

    In his sleep, these things repeatedly crashed against his consciousness, stirring him up, his heart sinking continuously.

    The next day, when he returned to school, Yang You looked at Yu Zhanrong as if he had seen a ghost, “Did you go thieving last night? Why do you look so haggard?”

    Yu Zhanrong’s complexion was terrible, with dark circles under his eyes and a pale face, as if he had stayed up all night and exhausted his body.

    “It’s nothing, I’ll sleep for a while.” Yu Zhanrong waved his hand weakly, not wanting to say anything, he was too sleepy.

    He shoved his backpack into his desk, covered his face, and lay down without moving.

    Yang You didn’t dare to disturb him either. The curiosity that filled his heart was now stuck in his throat, and he didn’t dare to ask a single question.

    Yesterday, he also forwarded Yu Zhanrong’s post on his friend circle, helping to find the cat’s owner. Later, Fang Jingtong contacted him, saying that it was Song Baiyan’s cat, but they couldn’t reach Yu Zhanrong, and asked if he could contact him.

    Thinking about receiving the call, he could almost smell Fang Jingtong’s reeking of alcohol through the phone…

    Tch—I’m digressing.

    The main point was that Song Baiyan went to Yu Zhanrong to get the cat. Yang You glanced at the sleeping person beside him, one hand propped his head, and the other hand covering the back of his head, motionless, breathing evenly.

    What was wrong with him today?

    Looking so exhausted, it was hard not to let people’s imaginations run wild.

    Could they have talked all night?

    Fang Jingtong said that Song Baiyan also lived in the same neighborhood as Yu Zhanrong. Adding in the cat incident, they could very well be neighbors, Yang You was really too curious.

    After sleeping for two periods, Yu Zhanrong felt much better. They went to the cafeteria together for lunch, the student association was having a meeting at one o’clock, so they only had time to eat lunch.

    On the way to the cafeteria, Yang You looked at Yu Zhanrong hesitantly many times.

    Yu Zhanrong got annoyed by the stares, he stopped and said speechlessly, “If you want to ask, just ask, isn’t it uncomfortable holding it in?”

    “Then I’m going to ask?” Yang You rubbed his hands together, since the person involved had said so, then he wouldn’t be polite. “Yu, tell me, what happened between you and Senior Song last night?…”

    Yu Zhanrong guessed that he would ask about the cat, but he didn’t expect it to involve other things. He pushed away Yang You’s hand on his shoulder and said speechlessly, “Don’t be so gossipy, okay? I just picked up the cat and returned it.”

    Yang You: “That’s it? Nothing else?…”

    Yang You glared at him with disappointment, “Such a good opportunity, and you just wasted it like that?”

    What did he mean by wasting it?

    How would it not be a waste?

    Yu Zhanrong simply couldn’t believe his ears, he looked at Yang You blankly,

    What did this mean?

    “Isn’t Senior Song so handsome, why didn’t you take the opportunity to seize him?! Such a good opportunity!”

    “…”

    Yu Zhanrong choked, his face turning red instantly, “Why should I…what are you talking about just because Senior Song is handsome?”

    Why would Yang You suddenly say such a thing, wasn’t him being close to the water a secret?

    When did Yang You become like Xu Yixuan, saying it out loud so openly? Even feeling that him not taking action was letting himself down?

    For a second, Yu Zhanrong thought his secret had been exposed, but he quickly realized that it should just be a coincidence.

    Yang You was still talking, Yu Zhanrong didn’t dare to listen anymore, he even wanted to cover his mouth.

    “Don’t be shy, Senior Song is so good–”

    God.

    Was this a matter of being shy?

    “I’m not shy, I’m begging you to stop overthinking, give a kid a chance to live, enough is enough.”

    “Then tell me, is Senior Song handsome or not?”

    Yu Zhanrong paused, his mouth opened and closed, honestly saying, “Handsome!”

    This was beyond doubt, anyone would say the same.

    “But he might have a girlfriend…” already.

    “Yang You!”

    Someone called from behind, the two of them turned their heads at the same time, meeting Fang Jingtong’s teasing gaze, and beside him was the main character of their conversation.

    Crap!

    Yang You, you’re killing me!

    This time he was really done for.

    In this socially dead scene of talking about someone behind their back and being heard by the person involved, Yu Zhanrong wished he could ascend on the spot, he stiffly looked away, not daring to meet Song Baiyan’s eyes.

    His mind was filled with, what did they just talk about, what did they hear, should he dig a hole and hide now?

    “Just because Senior Song is handsome, does that mean Senior Fang isn’t handsome? And…” Fang Jingtong teased, then turned his gaze to Song Baiyan beside him, “You have a girlfriend? How come I don’t know?”

    He and Song Baiyan walked behind Yu Zhanrong and Yang You for a while, hearing their conversation clearly.

    “I don’t know either, how did I get a girlfriend? What do you say, Rongrong?”

    Yang You whipped his head around to look at Yu Zhanrong, his eyes clearly saying: You guys really have something going on.

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