DHWB Chapter 3

In just a few days, the basketball tournament was coming up, and the class monitor dragged Fang Shucheng to find Wei Jie. “Wei Jie is the best player in our class, he has to participate. Xiao Cheng, we’re counting on you!”

Fang Shucheng awkwardly said, “Class monitor, let go of me.”

His face felt hot. The monitor was clinging to his arm, and he could distinctly feel something soft pressing against him.

Right on time, a pair of hands appeared, separating the two of them.

Wei Jie slung his arm around Fang Shucheng’s shoulders, rolling his eyes. “Class monitor, have you heard of personal boundaries between guys and girls?”

The class monitor demanded, “Wei Jie, why aren’t you participating in the basketball tournament? This is your chance to bring glory to our class! I thought you’d definitely be in. Don’t you love playing basketball?”

Wei Jie replied matter-of-factly, “I don’t have time.”

The class monitor retorted, “You sleep during class and tease Xiao Cheng during breaks. How could you possibly be too busy?”

Fang Shucheng was flustered. “Class monitor, what are you talking about?”

The monitor dramatically grabbed Fang Shucheng’s hand and pressed it to her chest, speaking tearfully, “Xiao Cheng, can you feel my heartbeat? It hurts! You have to help me convince Wei Jie, please?”

Wei Jie, face darkening, pulled Fang Shucheng’s hand back, but the class monitor didn’t let go. Left with no other choice, Wei Jie agreed to join the basketball tournament, finally freeing Fang Shucheng from the monitor’s grip.

After the class monitor left, Wei Jie glanced at Fang Shucheng in annoyance and dragged him to the restroom. Once inside, he pulled him into a stall, locked the door, and pushed him into the corner, demanding, “Why were you blushing?”

Fang Shucheng stammered, “The class monitor… she, uh…”

Wei Jie lifted his chin. “Who looks better—me or the class monitor?”

Fang Shucheng broke into a sweat. “You’re a guy, she’s a girl. How am I supposed to compare that?”

Wei Jie was insistent. “I want you to compare.”

Fang Shucheng gave in with a sigh, “You’re better looking, okay? You’re the best looking. Happy now?”

Wei Jie huffed, “That was so half-hearted. I should mark you so you don’t get away.”

Fang Shucheng blinked, confused. “Mark me?”

Without warning, Wei Jie lowered his head and bit Fang Shucheng lightly on the neck. Fang Shucheng stood there, dumbfounded, as Wei Jie grinned smugly.

“Now you can’t escape.”

Fang Shucheng clutched his mouth in disbelief. His first kiss, gone just like that.

Seeing the shocked look on Fang Shucheng’s face, Wei Jie suddenly felt a bit nervous. Realizing Fang Shucheng was genuinely upset, he tried to act tough, covering his unease with bravado. “It was just a first kiss! Mine too. You’re not losing out!”

Fang Shucheng was furious. “How can you talk about it like it’s just about losing or not losing?! I’m really mad!”

Wei Jie felt a bit stung. “You’re upset over a kiss? It’s not like we haven’t kissed before.”

Fang Shucheng retorted, “But kissing on the mouth is different!”

Wei Jie smacked his lips. “The kiss was too short, I didn’t feel much. How about we try again, so I can really tell the difference?”

Fang Shucheng glared at him. “…”

He pushed Wei Jie away. “Move aside, I’m done talking to you.”

Wei Jie tried to coax him. “Come on, let me kiss you again. I really don’t understand what’s different about kissing on the mouth.”

“Are you being a pervert right now?” Fang Shucheng refused.

Just then, the sound of footsteps echoed from outside as someone entered the restroom.

Fang Shucheng immediately fell silent. Now wasn’t the time to talk.

If anyone found them both in the same stall, who knows what kind of rumors would spread.

Wei Jie, however, wasn’t about to let this golden opportunity slip by. He took advantage of the moment, grabbing Fang Shucheng’s chin and kissing him on the lips. Fang Shucheng struggled, but Wei Jie pinned his hands against the wall, leaving him completely trapped, unable to resist as Wei Jie kissed him deeply.

At first, it was a light kiss, but as their breathing grew more erratic, something changed. They didn’t know who lost control first, but the kiss became more passionate, tinged with an unfamiliar sense of desire.

Wei Jie hadn’t intended to turn it into a full-blown French kiss. It was his first time kissing anyone, and he was still a little embarrassed about it.

But as the kiss continued, he found himself wanting more. When Fang Shucheng unexpectedly responded, sticking his tongue out too, Wei Jie mentally noted that this wasn’t entirely his fault.

Their lips seemed glued together, unable to part, until the ringing of the school bell snapped them out of it.

They stared at each other, both able to hear the frantic beating of their hearts, the sound magnified in the small stall.

Gradually, their heartbeats synced, pulsing together in unison.

We French kissed! We really French kissed!! screamed Wei Jie’s mind.

The bell kept ringing, but they were both too stunned to move.

Wei Jie looked at Fang Shucheng’s flushed cheeks and slightly swollen lips, feeling more nervous than he’d ever been.

His mouth felt dry, and his mind raced for something to say, but for the first time, he was completely blank. The usually confident Wei Jie had been reduced to a shy, blushing mess.

Then, the bell stopped ringing.

Wei Jie swallowed hard.

“Xiao Cheng…” His voice came out hoarse.

As soon as Fang Shucheng heard him speak, he couldn’t stay there any longer. He shoved Wei Jie aside, yanked open the stall door, and bolted back to the classroom without looking back.

Wei Jie touched his lips, which still felt warm, and stood there for a while, trying to calm down.

Recalling how embarrassed Fang Shucheng had been, as if he wanted to bury himself in the ground, a sense of pride swelled in Wei Jie’s chest. He leisurely strolled out of the restroom, heading back to class.

What’s there to worry about? Xiao Cheng’s even more embarrassed than me.

Wei Jie almost let out a triumphant laugh at the thought.

When he finally reached the classroom, he noticed that the English teacher had already started the lesson. Seeing Wei Jie saunter in without a care, the teacher glared at him furiously.

“Did you even knock before coming in? Go stand outside! You’re several minutes late!”

Unfazed, Wei Jie stopped in his tracks, but before heading out to stand by the wall, he glanced at Fang Shucheng. The usually composed and attentive Fang Shucheng was now sitting with his head down, avoiding eye contact. It was such a drastic change from his usual upright posture during class, and it made Wei Jie feel like he was walking on air.

Catching the confused and angry look from the English teacher, Wei Jie internally sneered. What do you know? Xiao Cheng and I… we French kissed!!!

Wei Jie could barely contain the urge to shout to the whole world—pointing to Fang Shucheng’s slightly swollen lips, he wanted to announce, See that? That’s my mark!

But at that moment, not only could he not do that, he had to suppress his over-the-top excitement and maintain his composure, standing in the hallway like a proper student. Meanwhile, he was already plotting how to smooth things over with Fang Shucheng when they next met.

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