ASSHKHME Chapter 96

Chapter 96: Moving Upward

Zhao Jiashu, in a neighboring city, watched the dormitory group chat constantly popping with messages.

He weakly replied: 【Scared and helpless.jpg, Zhuo’er, I’ll bring braised pork trotters for you guys~ Twiddling fingers.jpg】

Zhuo’er: 【No need, just come back to the dorm, I’ll personally cook a dish of mushroom stewed chicken for everyone.】

Zhao Jiashu inexplicably felt a chill down below and quickly typed: 【@Yu-ge, save me, save me!! Cluck cluck cluck—】

Yu-ge: 【Read, do not disturb.】

Li Ang: 【Where did the chicken come from? (Throwing a handful of millet)】

Zhao Jiashu smiled as he looked at the group messages. It was a very fortunate and happy thing to make like-minded friends in an unfamiliar city.

He even wanted to return to school now, if it weren’t for Jiang Song…

Zhao Jiashu looked at the ten unread messages from Jiang Song, feeling dizzy and his head aching.

Although he was nearsighted, he wasn’t blind. At a glance, Jiang Song didn’t look like a straight man.

Zhao Jiashu really wanted to have a beautiful campus romance, but no matter how handsome and nice Jiang Song was, he was still a man.

His attitude towards the gay community had always been one of non-understanding but respect.

But the problem now was that he was willing to be friends with Jiang Song, but Jiang Song wanted to be his boyfriend.

One word difference, a world of difference!

Zhao Jiashu looked conflicted, but still felt it was best to be direct.

After Jiang Song’s message “I’ll treat you to dinner after you come back to school,” he replied: 【Jiang Song, I understand what you mean, but I’m sorry, I like girls.】

Jiang Song: 【Am I not pretty?】

Zhao Jiashu scratched his head: 【You’re still a man no matter how pretty you are.】

Jiang Song ignored him.

Zhao Jiashu thought he had hurt him by being too direct, so he added: 【What I mean is, you’re so good-looking, you’ll definitely find a boyfriend who loves you.】

Sent.

He received an exclamation mark.

He was blocked.

—

The 2013 dormitory received a friendly donation from Xie, the young master of Huasheng Venture Capital Group. Everyone received a new quilt and new curtains.

Fortunately, these past few days had been sunny, and Xie Yu had hired a cleaning service to do a thorough cleaning, which not only removed the musty smell completely but also made the place smell fragrant.

In the evening, the little couple squeezed onto the narrow iron bunk bed.

Chen Zhuo, resting his head on Xie Yu’s arm, persuaded: “Young Master Xie, can you please sleep on your own from Monday to Friday and only come to grace me on Saturday and Sunday?”

Xie Yu, smelling the warm citrus scent on him, said unhappily, “Why are you chasing me away again? Now that the weather is getting warmer and you don’t need me to warm the bed anymore, you’re kicking me to the curb after using me, right? Scumbag.”

Chen Zhuo chuckled and moved his body a little, “Don’t escalate things with me, that’s not what I meant. Don’t you think it’s too crowded? I can’t even turn over, sleeping is too tiring.”

Xie Yu seized the opportunity to say, “Baby, I also think it’s crowded. Why don’t we go home to live? It’s so much more comfortable at home, we can sleep on a two-meter-wide bed, what do you think?”

Chen Zhuo kicked Xie Yu’s calf under the covers, “Not what I think, you’re thinking too much. I’m not going back. A warm bed and beauty will only slow down my studies. You’re sleeping on your own tomorrow, and wait until Saturday and…”

Before he could finish speaking, Xie Yu “whooshed” and pulled his arm away, lifted the covers, turned his head, and climbed away angrily.

The iron bunk bed “creaked” slightly, especially piercing in the silent and dim dormitory, making people’s imaginations run wild.

Xie Yu crawled through the bed curtain, over the bed railing, and said in a low, fierce voice, “You’ll have to beg me someday, hmph!”

The lifted quilt let in the cold air. Chen Zhuo tucked in the quilt, propped himself up to look at the swaying bed curtain, and said softly, “Why do you get angry so easily, you’re so petty.”

Like a squabble between elementary school students, Xie Yu refused to be outdone and replied, “Well, it’s certainly not as big as a two-hundred-square-meter flat.”

Chen Zhuo was speechless and chuckled, lying back down: “…Crazy.”

Suddenly, it felt a little uncomfortable being empty beside him.

Around two o’clock in the morning, Chen Zhuo was awakened by a clap of spring thunder.

Amid the snoring, he heard the pitter-patter of rain hitting the glass window.

Chen Zhuo covered his ears and took out his phone to check the weather forecast, only to find that tonight was the first spring rain of the year.

No wonder Xie Yu was so arrogant, leaving as soon as he said he would.

Chen Zhuo sat up, intending to go over and find him.

At this moment, the opposite bed rang again with a “creak” sound, and the bed curtain was lifted again.

A figure appeared in Chen Zhuo’s sight. Xie Yu didn’t say a word, didn’t even open his eyes, and drowsily burrowed into his quilt.

He expertly pressed Chen Zhuo’s head against his chest, his dry, warm palm covering his ears. He was still sleepy, and his voice was sticky, “Don’t be afraid, I’m here, don’t be afraid.”

As a result, Chen Zhuo could no longer hear the “boom” of thunder, no longer feel the stickiness on his fingertips, and no longer see the glaring red.

He could only hear the strong and powerful heartbeat in Xie Yu’s chest, only feel Xie Yu’s sturdy body and warm temperature, and all he could see was Xie Yu’s silhouette.

Xie Yu seemed to be holding an umbrella for him, isolating him from the rain ten years ago.

Chen Zhuo hugged Xie Yu, his heart falling into a honey jar, sweet, and asked softly, “Didn’t you say you wanted me to beg you?”

Xie Yu turned over, hugged him tightly, lowered his head and kissed his hair, humming and laughing, “I forgot. When I came to my senses, I had already hugged you. Are you scared?”

Chen Zhuo leaned against his chest, closed his eyes, and whispered, “With you here, I’m not afraid.”

Xie Yu stroked his head, “I’ll always be here.”

—

Chen Zhuo submitted his application for an international exchange program to the school without going through Xu Qingyou. After all, people have to learn to be responsible for themselves and should forge their own path.

With his grades, he had a high chance of getting a full scholarship. As for living expenses, Xie Yu couldn’t wait to transfer money into his account immediately.

Although Chen Zhuo laughed and said he would use Xie Yu as an ATM, he didn’t actually plan to spend his money. No matter how good the relationship, he should try to avoid financial dealings.

He hadn’t given up his part-time job because of the start of school. He would save as much as he could. He could survive by being thrifty. At worst, he would work and study abroad at the same time, treating it as language practice.

Chen Zhuo had been walking alone, striving only for his dream. Now he had added a sweet “burden.” He wanted to move upward, to be better and be with Xie Yu.

Cheng Tangyu’s body was getting heavier and heavier. Xie Yu was worried, so he basically went home every weekend to see her.

Inside the cafeteria, under Jiang Song’s bright gaze, Chen Zhuo rubbed his temples: “Jiang Jiang, I really don’t have any tricks. Xie Yu turned gay on his own…”