SC Chapter 8

Chapter 8

So Duan Sirong’s confession last time wasn’t enough, and now he’s so impatient that he’s started sending flowers directly?

Yun Muye furrowed his brows tightly, as if he would smash the flowers in his hand to pieces in the next second. His raging temper had nowhere to vent, so he stomped his feet while trying to calm his heartbeat.

Wildflowers! This must be wildflowers! Yun Muye took a deep sniff of the rose’s fragrance. It wasn’t as pungent as he’d imagined, but rather smelled a bit like strawberries.

Can’t throw them! Can’t throw them! These things are expensive! Can’t throw them!

“Guo Xi, get me something to relieve stress!” His voice was like a frantic beast that didn’t know how to vent, startling Guo Xi and Liu Lan.

Yun Muye fiercely pummeled a pillow, as if he would punch a hole right through the poor thing in the next second.

Liu Lan stared at the rose on the desk, its delicate fragrance captivating him. “Yun-ge, this rose smells amazing. Who gave it to you? Duan Sirong?”

Yun Muye propped his head up with one hand, clutching the misshapen pillow with the other. “Wildflowers, it must be wildflowers!”

Liu Lan looked at the expensive bouquet of roses. How could they be wildflowers? But if they really were from Duan Sirong… what was the relationship between these two?

Yun Muye tossed the pillow aside and slumped back into his chair.

“Come on, get some people together. I want to play a few rounds.”

Liu Lan quickly sent a message in the game group.

Invincible Liu: “Need people, come quick!”

A few seconds later, someone joined the game team.

“Yun-ge, the people are invited. Just go online.”

The corners of Yun Muye’s mouth turned up, making him look like a bewitching white fox.

But no one expected Yun Muye to change his taste today and start playing Dou Dizhu (a card game).

Liu Lan and Guo Xi were speechless.

A moment later…

Various sounds came from Yun Muye’s computer.

“Bomb!”

“Airplane with wings!”

“Three of a kind with one!”

“I only have two cards left!”

“Royal Flush!”

The other three unlucky players quit the game one after another.

Yun Muye, on the other hand, had a great time and stretched his muscles.

“Liu Lan, you invited bad people! Too noob! But, I had a lot of fun. My water pipe should be fixed now, so I’ll head back!”

Liu Lan’s phone kept vibrating. When he opened it, the game group had 99+ messages.

“…”

A troubling matter appeared for Yun Muye. Should he take this bouquet of roses home, or not? Maybe he should sell it…

But Yun Muye still reached out and picked up the roses, preparing to put them in his bag.

Might as well take them…

Yun Muye felt soft-hearted towards a flower for the first time. These expensive flowers couldn’t be given away cheaply.

Why did his thoughts always have this… inexplicable feeling? All thanks to Duan Sirong!

Yun Muye walked home slowly. The night at eleven o’clock was a little quiet. Only a few late-night snack shops were open, making especially delicious barbecue.

Because of the water pipe, Yun Muye’s house was a bit damp. Helplessly, Yun Muye borrowed a mop and mopped the house once.

By the time he was done, Yun Muye was a little tired. He randomly found a flowerpot, stuck the flowers in it, and went to sleep.

While Duan Sirong was walking, his mother called him several times, but he ignored them, pretending not to hear the unpleasant sound.

Only when he finally returned home and closed the door did he answer.

“What’s wrong with you? What are you doing? Why didn’t you answer the phone? Where did you go? Sirong, tell me, where did you go? You don’t have tutoring today!”

Duan Sirong lowered his eyes slightly, his expression showing a bit of pain and resignation.

“I went to ask the class’s top student to explain some questions to me. Don’t worry.”

“That’s good…” The woman’s voice was kind, as if she wasn’t the crazy person from just now. “Sirong, Mom is doing this for your own good. You need to help your father fulfill his unfinished wish. Don’t let us down. Maybe you think I’m annoying now, but you’ll understand my good intentions when you grow up. Oh, I bought a clearer camera…”

Duan Sirong hung up the phone.

The sports meet was scheduled for Wednesday of this week, which was also the cooler time in Hanyang.

Yun Muye unexpectedly wasn’t late today. When he arrived, there were only a few scattered people in the classroom.

After Yun Muye sat down at his desk, he began his enjoyable nap time.

How could Xiao Mo give him this chance? She immediately patted the table. “Some students! Put the energy you use for sleeping into studying!”

It was rare for Xiao Mo to actually manage this class.

Actually, it was mainly because of Duan Sirong. When he was assigned to this class, his mother even made a fuss with the principal, demanding a class change, but Duan Sirong didn’t agree. They could only improve their grades.

Yun Muye, annoyed at being disturbed, had to perfunctorily pick up his English book, vaguely reading words he couldn’t understand, but Duan Sirong on the side was different, speaking very fluently.

Yun Muye was even more annoyed. He still couldn’t forget yesterday’s roses.

“Teacher! I request to stand outside as punishment!”

Xiao Mo: “?”

Xiao Mo: “No, who knows what you’ll do?”

Yun Muye couldn’t even punish himself! How infuriating!

Yun Muye had to continue reading the even more infuriating English words.

As morning reading ended, the boring Chinese, math, and English classes arrived. Yun Muye was surprised to find that the teachers of these subjects had also started managing this class. Why was this happening?!

Yun Muye spent the entire class thinking about this question, while Duan Sirong didn’t bother him, diligently taking notes, welcoming the teachers’ praise, but his unwavering expression in the face of praise still captivated a group of girls.

Until the bell rang, Yun Muye finally attributed this answer to Duan Sirong.

Duan Sirong seemed tired and was drinking water, but when he saw someone looking at him, he still turned his gaze over, obedient like a cute puppy.

This was the twentieth time he had looked at him with this strange gaze.

“Look at your mom!” This was the twentieth time he had said this to Duan Sirong.

This class was P.E. class. Because of the sports meet, P.E. class would practice the sports meet events.

P.E. teacher Chen Meng decided to start with the 800-meter solo race, and let Yun Muye, the athlete for this event, come out to practice.

After Yun Muye prepared, he made a starting position.

“Ready—Go!”

Yun Muye ran out like the wind, each step precise and powerful. Every time the whole class saw this scene, they would be extremely excited, cheering and screaming.

Yun Muye ran with confidence every time, but as the last lap approached, an accident happened as suddenly as an unexpected gust of wind.

Yun Muye fell to the ground, pain coursing through every inch of his skin. His foot was scraped raw, leaving a large red mark, but that wasn’t all. His hand was also scraped by his sleeve, leaving bloody marks, and fresh blood slowly flowed out.

“What happened?”

“What’s wrong with Yun Muye?”

Chen Meng was about to check, but someone even faster rushed out.

Duan Sirong knelt on one knee to look at Yun Muye, who was in so much pain that he couldn’t speak, and could only grit his teeth.

His lips were pale, his eyes empty and vacant, like a starless sky, so he couldn’t see the person beside him clearly, only a blurry patch of color.

Yun Muye placed his hand in that person’s hand, who was clearly a little uncomfortable.

Yun Muye, weakened, didn’t have his usual energy, and could only beg, “Don’t reject me. I’ll give myself to you. Stay by my side.” In the patch of color, Yun Muye gradually pieced together this person’s appearance. “Duan Sirong.”

Duan Sirong’s eyes were also a little wet, but wasn’t this scene exactly his desire?

He began to expose his greed, his gaze becoming possessive, as if no one else could have the person in front of him. He whispered in Yun Muye’s ear, “Okay, let’s go to the infirmary.”

As he said that, he picked up Yun Muye in a princess carry. Yun Muye didn’t know if he had recovered some of his original personality, but he smiled faintly. “Screw you…” He wanted to push Duan Sirong away, but after realizing he had no strength, he simply leaned against Duan Sirong’s chest.

The students in the class witnessed the entire process, rendered speechless. Everyone couldn’t believe their eyes.

Chen Meng was the first to react. “What are they doing?”