SC Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Yun Muye immediately felt guilty and lowered his head.

Liu Lan shuffled the cards, saying, “I didn’t expect it either. The most awesome guy in the whole school is actually a bit embarrassed at this moment.”

That long conversation left a deep impression on Yun Muye. He originally thought that Duan Sirong had fallen in love with him at the beef noodle shop, but he didn’t expect that Duan Sirong had truly liked him for a full three years.

Three years isn’t a very long time; on the contrary, three years can even pass unnoticed. But for Duan Sirong, what did these three years mean?

–Perhaps it was silently liking someone while being controlled in the abyss.

–Perhaps it was the entire process of Yun Muye going from brilliant land to an endless bottomless cave, while he was powerless to do anything about it.

The mask on Yun Muye’s face and his rotting heart were finally liberated at this moment.

The dust left behind when they departed was the result of three years of a person’s efforts.

Yun Muye simply blurted out the thoughts in his head: “Yes, I like him.”

It wasn’t until a gust of breeze blew in from the window that the people in the classroom understood what Yun Muye had just said.

Duan Sirong at the door’s pupils rapidly constricted, and the expression he looked at Yun Muye with was full of disbelief and a hint of confusion from not yet having reacted.

Wang Xin had guessed it long ago, so she wasn’t surprised; Guo Xi didn’t have much animosity towards homosexuality, so he just smiled; but Liu Lan was different. To be precise, Liu Lan hadn’t digested the news from beginning to end. Although he didn’t shout, his face had turned the color of liver.

Yun Muye’s gaze caught a subtle change—Duan Sirong’s usually silent black pupils gradually lit up with starlight and a bit of smugness.

“Seriously? Yun, are you serious?” Liu Lan grabbed Yun Muye’s shoulders with an expression comparable to Duan Sirong’s.

Yun Muye’s heart was racing, but he still maintained his handsomeness: “Yes, I’m serious.”

Wang Xin put her hand on Liu Lan’s shoulder and pulled his hand down: “Okay, it’s not like you didn’t predict this outcome, and it’s not like Yun will ignore us if he’s dating Duan Sirong.”

Guo Xi stepped forward to support Liu Lan’s collapsing body: “Yun, say a few words of comfort. Liu Lan has been your friend for twelve years.”

Seeing Liu Lan’s pitiful appearance, Yun Muye recovered some of his former gentleness.

“Okay, okay, it’s me who’s dating, not you. Why are you so– Ugh! Why are you crying?”

Duan Sirong smiled lightly, walked to Yun Muye’s side, and looked at Liu Lan, who was already in tears.

“I…” Duan Sirong seemed to want to say a few words of comfort, but he really didn’t know how to comfort people.

Yun Muye was helpless, so he simply started his “singer” side job again.

“Men cry, it’s not a crime~”

Liu Lan wiped away a tear and choked, “I… I don’t want to hear this!”

“I’m actually just a little excited that you’re going to date someone else… After all, in the twelve years that I’ve been friends with you, I’ve never seen you date anyone…”

Wang Xin patted Liu Lan on the shoulder: “Why are you still crying? Look at your useless appearance, be careful no beauties will like you in the future!”

Liu Lan stopped immediately.

The students in the class returned one after another. Although they still didn’t dare to look at Yun Muye’s direction, they were all discussing the matter in the cafeteria today.

“They really came together?”

“Why would I lie to you!”

“Oh my god…”

Yun Muye sat in his seat, fiddling with a piece of candy that Duan Sirong had just given him. This candy was the same type that the landlady at the hot pot restaurant gave. When Duan Sirong handed it over, he said, “I know you like it, so I bought you a bag especially. If you don’t have enough to eat, just ask me, I have plenty.”

Yun Muye took it: “Thanks.”

Duan Sirong: “Shouldn’t you reward me with something?”

Yun Muye: “Wh… what?”

Duan Sirong moved his face closer to Yun Muye’s: “For example, a kiss.”

Yun Muye’s face turned red immediately: “Are you asking for a beating!”

Xiao Mo appeared at some point, pushed up her glasses, and said from behind the door, “Yun Muye, come here for a moment.”

Yun Muye probably guessed what Xiao Mo wanted to do. The matter in the cafeteria today was notoriously hot.

In the office, Xiao Mo went straight to the point and asked, “Tell me about what happened with Duan Sirong in the cafeteria today.”

Yun Muye: “I didn’t hit him or scold him. I just went to have a meal with him.”

Xiao Mo: “It’s quite normal for anyone to go to eat with Duan Sirong, but especially you! But whatever, Duan Sirong didn’t suffer any injuries, so I’ll just assume that your grudges with him have eased. Forget it, forget it, you can go back.”

Yun Muye: “…” It’s not just easing grudges, but also adding a special kind of affection.

“Did she call you for something just now?” Duan Sirong said with a smile.

Yun Muye tore open the candy wrapper and put it in his mouth.

“It’s nothing, accompany me today…” Yun Muye spun Duan Sirong’s pen.

Duan Sirong rested his chin on one hand: “What?”

Yun Muye was silent for a moment: “Accompany me on the way home today.”

Duan Sirong touched Yun Muye’s hand, as if to challenge Yun Muye: “Okay.”

“Duan Sirong, you’re quite bold.”

Time passed quickly, the sun had already set, and in the blink of an eye, night fell.

With the sound of a bell, the quiet teaching building became lively.

Wang Xin, Guo Xi, and Liu Lan left directly, creating an independent space for Duan Sirong and Yun Muye. Yun Muye carried his backpack over one shoulder. Yun Muye didn’t put many books in his backpack, so the backpack looked like a decoration when he carried it, but Duan Sirong’s backpack looked a bit large.

There was also a street full of flowers at the school gate, but the street with the snack street was more popular. This street was a bit niche, and usually not many students came.

The flowers were colorful and beautiful, and a fragrance intoxicated the heart, hitting the soul directly.

Yun Muye and Duan Sirong walked side by side on the street.

Yun Muye turned his head and looked at Duan Sirong on the side, and asked, “Duan Sirong, I remember a sentence you said to me very clearly.”

Duan Sirong stopped and flicked his hair with his slender fingers: “Is it that sentence?”

Yun Muye’s expression was obviously a little anxious: “Say it!”

Duan Sirong: “I like you.”

Yun Muye replied: “I like you too.”