SC Chapter 2
by VolareThe day quickly ended. Liu Lan picked up his bag full of snacks, took out a packet of spicy sticks from it, and handed it to Yun Muye, shrugging his shoulders as he asked, “Want some?”
Yun Muye raised an eyebrow, took the spicy sticks, and said with a face full of gratification, “My son has grown up. As a father, I am truly gratified.”
“Screw you.”
Walking out of the school gate, Yun Muye was shocked to find Wang Shuai greeting the students with a kind expression. He must be trying to leave a good impression on the transfer student; he usually wasn’t like this.
Today’s formation was the same as usual, automatically making way for Yun Muye, which aroused the transfer student’s suspicion and dissatisfaction.
“What’s going on?”
“I don’t know, is Xinjì High School always like this?”
Wang Shuai’s sharp ears heard this and immediately coughed heavily.
The team reluctantly squeezed back together, filling the “big hole,” but their walking speed also increased. They avoided eye contact, not daring to look at Yun Muye, trying to walk as fast as possible.
Yun Muye treated this as a special privilege and even enjoyed it a little.
After waving goodbye to Liu Lan, Yun Muye walked towards the beef noodle shop in his neighborhood.
The beef noodles in his neighborhood were very fragrant and loved by many people.
Today’s business was as good as ever.
Yun Muye chose a seat by the window. The proprietress was busy in the kitchen. Seeing this familiar figure, she shouted from the kitchen window, “Same as usual today?”
Yun Muye didn’t even look up, chatting with Liu Lan on his phone, and said, “Yes.”
Invincible Liu: A transfer student is coming to our class tomorrow. Who do you want it to be?
Muye: Whatever, as long as it doesn’t affect my slacking off.
Invincible Liu: True. Are you home yet?
Muye: Eating noodles.
Invincible Liu: I want some too. I’ll transfer you 5 yuan, can you get me a bowl?
Muye: Eight yuan.
Invincible Liu: Why? Did the price go up?
Yun Muye sent a nodding emoji.
The phone showed that Invincible Liu had transferred eight yuan to Muye.
Actually, the beef noodles had always been five yuan; Yun Muye just wanted to scam this idiot.
Muye: Thanks.
Invincible Liu: No problem.
Yun Muye put down his phone with a smug look. A bowl of beef noodles was just brought to the table.
The beef filled the entire bowl and was cut thicker than everyone else’s. Yun Muye didn’t like bland food, so there was more soy sauce. The aroma filled his nostrils, making him swallow his saliva.
Plus the joy of scamming someone… Yun Muye ate even more deliciously.
After a while, Yun Muye took out six yuan in cash from his pocket and placed it on the wooden table.
In fact, after becoming familiar with the owner, he always put an extra yuan each time he came.
“Excuse me, is this seat taken?” The sudden voice made Yun Muye stunned. It sounded very gentle, like… warm river water.
But weren’t there empty seats? Yun Muye looked up and met the gaze of a young man.
Bathed in the sunset, the young man was spirited and handsome, exuding infinite light and vitality.
It was the transfer student… what was his name… Duan Sirong.
Yun Muye didn’t react for a moment and stared at him for three seconds before reverting to his usual indifferent face.
“No, sit down.”
“Thank you.”
Duan Sirong sat down opposite Yun Muye, but he didn’t order food. Instead, he took out a notebook and started doing problems.
Yun Muye raised an eyebrow, watching Duan Sirong’s pen glide quickly across the paper.
So studious, but why did he have to do them in front of him?
Yun Muye glanced around. It was indeed a bit awkward to do problems in front of a group of adults.
It seemed Duan Sirong didn’t recognize him. Yun Muye didn’t want to bother with him and ate his noodles.
His phone vibrated. Yun Muye turned it on and glanced at it.
Invincible Liu: Return my eight yuan, I’m sick and can’t come tomorrow.
Muye shared the song “Good Luck” with Invincible Liu.
Invincible Liu: Screw you!
Invincible Liu: Hurry up and return my eight yuan!
Muye: How did you get sick?
Invincible Liu: I have a stomachache.
Muye shared the song “Good Luck” with Invincible Liu.
Muye: .
He was met with a red exclamation point.
Done, no need to return the money.
Yun Muye put down his phone again with a smug look, looked at Duan Sirong, who was still seriously doing problems, and became a little interested. He asked, “Have you eaten?”
Duan Sirong’s pen stopped on the last problem. He looked at Yun Muye with some shock and shook his head after a moment.
Yun Muye took a bite of noodles, “It’s okay, I’ll treat you.”
Duan Sirong probably couldn’t maintain his reserved face and smiled awkwardly, “Haha, no need, no need.”
Yun Muye said, “I’m also from Xinjì High School. You’re Duan Sirong, right? We’re classmates, no need to be polite!”
Duan Sirong’s eyes clearly lit up, but he was still a little embarrassed.
It seemed he was still thinking about what to say.
Yun Muye took the lead and said to the proprietress, “Boss! Another bowl of beef noodles!”
“Okay!”
Duan Sirong waved his hands and said, “Hey, hey, really, no need.”
Unexpectedly, a bowl of beef noodles was quickly placed in front of Duan Sirong.
The proprietress said with a generous smile, “This is the last bowl. You’re lucky, young man. Is he Muye’s friend?”
Yun Muye handed the cash and the empty bowl to the proprietress, saying, “No, just from the same high school.”
The proprietress took it and said with a grin, “That’s good!”
Yun Muye slung his bag over his shoulder and said to Duan Sirong, “Take your time eating, I’ll go home first.”
Duan Sirong: “Can you stay and eat with me?”
Yun Muye: “?” Did he just repeat what he said??
But after thinking about it, he was quite free.
“Okay.”
With that, Yun Muye put down his bag, and his expression towards Duan Sirong wasn’t as fierce as before.
Duan Sirong ate quickly, probably not wanting to make Yun Muye wait too long.
Yun Muye asked, “Which neighborhood are you from?”
Duan Sirong replied, “New City.”
“We’re from the same neighborhood!”
Duan Sirong paused for a moment and showed some shyness, but after a moment, his already bright eyes shone even brighter.
The two of them said almost simultaneously, “Then let’s go back together!”
The excited and cheerful voices mixed together, like two roses and jasmines in the sun, illuminating everything.
As the sun set, the two walked together, and passersby couldn’t help but turn back to look at them. Yun Muye walked slowly, looking bored, while Duan Sirong walked upright. Yun Muye joked, “So serious, are you practicing military steps!”
To be honest, he did find his posture a bit strange.
Duan Sirong turned his head, his eyes changed silently, and he smiled brightly, “You’re really humorous.”
The two became silent as they walked to the same building: “…”
Not only were they from the same neighborhood, but they were also in the same building.
A question revealed that Yun Muye was on the third floor and Duan Sirong was on the fourth floor.
Yun Muye: “…”
“I’m home, goodbye.” With that, he waved his hand and fled home somewhat awkwardly.
To be honest, he did hope that Duan Sirong was on the second floor; he really wanted to see what the home of a top student looked like…
Why was he acting like a Peeping Tom?
Absurd and ridiculous…
After closing the door, Yun Muye casually threw his bag on the sofa and started browsing his phone.
Suddenly, his phone “dinged.” A pop-up window showing a successful transfer caught his attention. He clicked on it and saw, oh… he thought someone was being charitable, but it turned out to be the fee for concealing information had arrived.
Yun Muye’s parents divorced during the summer vacation, about five months ago, and neither of them wanted him.
Yun Jun was already not clean and had gotten involved with another woman eight years younger than him. How? With money.
But that woman was quite wary and asked for Yun Muye’s WeChat, asking if Yun Jun had done anything disgusting.
Yun Jun simply gave money once a month because that woman was ruthless! She asked once a month.
Yun Muye didn’t reject the money and accepted it with satisfaction. The woman’s message arrived promptly at eight o’clock.
But this time, the message was a bit different.
10: I’m going to have a wedding with your dad.
Although Yun Muye found it a bit incredible, this message was bound to come sooner or later.
Muye: Where?
10: Xingrui Sunshine Five-Star Hotel.
It was the place where Yun Jun and his biological mother had their wedding.
Muye: Okay.
10: Do you want to come?
Muye: There’s no way I’m coming.
10: Do you really think that thousand yuan just now was a confidentiality fee?
So, she found out, or maybe she had found out long ago.
10: That was just a wedding gift. He won’t give you money anymore.
Muye: Okay.
10: Like you, my parents divorced. We’re the same kind. People like us are destined to stay in the gutter.
Muye: No, we’re not the same.
10: How are we different?
Muye: Fate.
That woman’s fate can’t be compared to his.
Yun Muye ignored her. There was nothing to say to people like her.
Yun Muye browsed his phone. Videos scrolled by one after another, and Yun Muye didn’t really watch them. Finally, he stopped at a video with a lotus flower avatar named “Wealth Blossoms.”
In the video, a slightly chubby boy had a fever patch on his forehead, covered with a cotton blanket, his eyes closed tightly, and occasionally a tear would flow out.
The caption: My child, I wish you a speedy recovery.
Yun Muye clicked into the comments section and posted a comment.
“I wish you a speedy recovery.”
After reporting a few malicious comments, he took his clothes and went to take a shower.
The next day, the sky at Xinjì High School was particularly bright and beautiful. The sunlight shone on everyone’s faces, showing the appearance of youth.
Everyone in Class 9 was discussing and looking forward to the new classmate who was about to arrive.
Guo Xi said to Yun Muye, “Brother Yun, it’s been a long time since anyone dared to step in here.”
Yun Muye crossed his arms, somewhat absent-minded, and said, “Yeah.”
The homeroom teacher Xiao Mo walked in wearing high heels. When she came, her smile was like Class 9 had won first place in the grade!
“Today, our class welcomes a new classmate.”
A shadow outside had been attracting Yun Muye’s attention since just now.
The whole class was looking forward to it, and of course, Yun Muye was among them.
“He is Duan Sirong!”