Yan Ci leaned in closer amid the noise, his breath falling on Xia Zhinian’s ear, and he spoke softly.
“Classmate Xia, you know my secret, my weakness.”
“You can threaten me; there’s no need to be afraid of me.”
The classroom buzzed for a while before the teacher came over and found out that the circuit breaker had tripped. He calmed the panicked students and turned the power back on.
The movie resumed, but Xia Zhinian was not interested in watching it. He observed the boy next to him, who had his head resting on the desk, eyes closed and was lightly dozing.
When Old Qin arrived, Yan Ci moved away. As the movie started again, he told Xia Zhinian he wanted to sleep for a bit, then leaned over and didn’t move.
Xia Zhinian: “…”
Xia Zhinian really didn’t understand what Yan Ci meant. He could do whatever he wanted with Yan Ci’s secret?
Even knowing Yan Ci’s weakness, he wouldn’t dare to use it. If it weren’t for stumbling upon it in the cellar that day, he wouldn’t want to know at all.
Xia Zhinian frowned, carefully examining Yan Ci in the light from the movie.
Yan Ci’s face looked a bit pale, and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he hadn’t rested enough.
The class bell rang, the movie was playing halfway, and the students were engrossed and unwilling to stop.
Suddenly, the classroom door was forcefully pushed open with a “bang,” and a high-pitched, sweet voice overshadowed the movie dubbing, breaking the classroom’s quiet.
“Big brother, are you in this class? Why didn’t you come to the school to see us?”
“Yeah, we knew you weren’t coming, so we told Dad and came here to find you. This school is so shabby; they’re watching a movie in the classroom instead of having a dedicated AV1Audio-Visual Room, specially designed space equipped with the technology and infrastructure necessary to support the playback, recording, and presentation of audio and visual content. room.”
Xia Zhinian frowned and looked over. The classroom lights were turned on, a boy and a girl stood at the door. The girl had shoulder-length hair with curled ends and wore makeup, looking quite delicate. The boy was also dressed in expensive brands.
The two looked very similar.
There were also a few other boys and girls behind them, looking imposing.
These are… Shengguang twins?
Isn’t this the plot where Yan Ci and Chu Qingjian were supposed to meet the twins at Shengguang?
Zou Ziqian was enjoying the movie and groaned when he heard this, frowning.
“Who are you? Dressed so flamboyantly, and you still think our school is shabby? Don’t you know the school doesn’t allow unauthorized people in?”
“We’re here for an exchange from Shengguang and came to find our big brother.”
Yan Yichen glanced at Zou Ziqian disdainfully, “Who are you, all dirty and messy?”
Zou Ziqian had spilled ink on his school uniform at noon and planned to wash it at night. Hearing this, he sneered and was about to retort.
Yuan Lang pulled him back, acting kindly, and explained loudly.
“Hey, Old Zou, calm down. Don’t you recognize them? Let me introduce you. These are our school god Yan’s twin siblings, born less than two months after him. Isn’t that amazing!”
Zou Ziqian was shocked, and the class erupted in whispers.
“I heard Yan God’s dad is the chairman of Shengguang’s board. I wondered why Yan God came to our school.”
“So, someone was in the way.”
“Isn’t that the child of the mistress?”
“Wow, an illegitimate child!”
Yan Yichen’s face darkened, “Yuan Lang, your family is just a nouveau riche. Don’t overstep your bounds!”
Xia Zhinian turned to look at the boy beside him.
Yan Ci wasn’t in a deep sleep. With the noise, he was already frowning slightly and opened his eyes, his dark eyes mixed with drowsiness and irritation. His brow furrowed as he looked toward the source of the noise.
“What’s going on?”
His voice was slightly hoarse, the thin scar at the corner of his eye sharp, tinged with displeasure.
Yan Erqing saw the figure in the back row of the classroom and, noticing that Yan Ci had obviously been woken up, suddenly became nervous.
Yan Ci never slept outside. What was going on?
Yan Erqing remembered that when she was young, she had deliberately made noise outside Yan Ci’s room one morning, and the next day, she ate something wrong and lost her voice.
She forced a sweet smile, twirling her curly hair, and pretended to be affectionate, “Big brother, you haven’t been home for a long time. Dad is having a birthday banquet this weekend, and he wants you to come back.”
Yan Ci looked over, his long fingers lightly resting on his forehead. His lips pressed into a thin line, the thin scar at the corner of his eye tinged red, and he raised the corners of his lips slightly.
“I know. Did you come all this way, bringing a crowd, just to tell me this and disturb my peace?”
They bring seven or eight people, clearly here to cause trouble.
Xia Zhinian saw the twin sister’s face turn pale, and she backed away.
He turned his head, pursed his lips, and looked at Yan Ci, his eyes complicated.
The protagonist shou’s mother, had died in an accident when he was young, and his father had an affair with his white moonlight. Just days after the funeral, he brought the white moonlight and the twins, born only two months after Yan Ci, into the home.
These twins, one named Yan Yichen and the other named Yan Erqing, didn’t regard Yan Ci at all.
But now, the twins couldn’t compete with Yan Ci, constantly being outdone by him without knowing who was behind it.
Yan Ci sensed the gaze beside him, turned to meet the boy’s clear amber eyes, regained some composure, and reached out to ruffle the boy’s soft hair, speaking gently, “I’ll go outside and deal with them.”
It’s better to avoid scaring the little rice cake again.
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Weekend, Yan family banquet.
Xia Zhinian scanned the hall, trying to find Chu Qingjian.
The exchange between the two schools was supposed to have the protagonists meet the twins at Shengguang International School, but Yan Ci didn’t go, so the twins came to their school. The plot is barely completed.
Now, at this banquet…
Chu Qingjian should be here.
He didn’t see him and went upstairs. Turning a corner, he unexpectedly saw a tall figure leaning against the wall, putting seven or eight pure white pills directly into his mouth, his lips pale.
Noticing the movement, the dark eyes looked straight over, mixed with coldness.
“…” Xia Zhinian glanced at the medicine bottle in Yan Ci’s hand, froze for two seconds, and turned to leave.
“Sorry, wrong way.”
Yan Ci’s mouth was still bitter from the medicine, his body cold, itching painfully. Seeing the boy turn to leave, he was stunned, then smiled slightly, taking a step to grab the boy’s collar.
“Classmate Xia, why are you running? You’ve discovered almost all my secrets. Haven’t you seen me take medicine before?”
Xia Zhinian: “…”
He wished he hadn’t.
Not only had he seen Yan Ci take medicine, but he had also seen Yan Ci’s strange illness in the dormitory, and he seemed to want to eat him alive.
Xia Zhinian’s collar was grabbed, and he couldn’t move forward. His almond-shaped eyes were wide, with two tufts of hair sticking up, swaying in the wind. He pouted.
“Yan Ci, are you feeling unwell? How about… you go rest?”
Yan Ci’s face was pale.
He had been sleepless for several nights, unable to suppress his restless desires. But the little rice cake didn’t like being touched, and he didn’t want to scare him, so he endured it.
Yan Ci’s lips curled up, his voice gentle, “The Yan family banquet isn’t fun. If you’re bored, Classmate Xia, you can rest in my room.”
Xia Zhinian: “???”
The protagonist shou had such a severe cleanliness obsession, and he was willing to let someone into his room?
He pouted, his almond eyes clean and clear. He pulled his collar from Yan Ci’s hand and stepped back.
“I’m not going. I need to find my Brother Chu.”
Today’s plot only involved Chu Qingjian, not Yan Ci.
Yan Ci’s hand was empty. Seeing the boy retreat, his movements paused. The smile on his lips fading slightly, he felt inexplicably displeased.
“Chu Qingjian should be busy. Classmate Xia, stay with me and don’t wander around.”
Xia Zhinian: “???”
Xia Zhinian noticed the change in Yan Ci’s mood and stepped back again, his almond eyes wary, “I-I’ll go look around.”
Xia Zhinian turned and ran away. Yan Ci pressed his lips together, his dark eyes following the boy’s back. He wanted to follow, but an unbearable itch crawled over his skin, filling him with indescribable irritation and frustration.
He stopped, closed his eyes briefly, and quickly restored his calm demeanor, taking out a small bottle and swallowing a few more pills.
Xia Zhinian entered the hall and looked around. Someone noticed his searching manner, saw his expensive suit and delicate appearance, and smiled, asking who he was looking for.
Xia Zhinian thought for a moment, cleared his throat, and forced himself to say, “I’m looking for Chu Qingjian from the Chu family, my fiancé.”
The person’s expression changed, and after a couple of seconds, they looked at him with sudden disdain.
“Are you the lost young son of the Xia family?”
Under the mocking gaze, Xia Zhinian nodded and walked forward. When someone else asked, he repeated the same answer.
The joke quickly spread among the crowd, with people coming and going, mocking and watching.
“Using a childhood engagement as an excuse, constantly pestering Chu Qingjian, how amusing.”
“Exactly. I heard he fell in love at first sight after Chu Qingjian saved him, so he follows him everywhere, hahaha.”
“A toad trying to eat swan meat. The Xia family is wealthy and powerful, but they have such a disgraceful son. They should have left him lost.”
Xia Zhinian pressed his lips together, glancing at the people around him. Feeling he’d taken enough insults, he headed upstairs, trying to find Chu Qingjian’s location.
In today’s plot, the original owner hadn’t attended many banquets and made a big deal about the engagement and fiancé, facing ridicule and laughter, rushing to Chu Qingjian to prove himself.
Xia Zhinian bit his lip, thinking about the plot and feeling a bit ashamed.
There weren’t many people on the second floor. Xia Zhinian quickly spotted Chu Qingjian talking to a girl in a blue dress in the corner, his eyes lighting up as he hurried his steps.
“Brother Chu!”
Some people nearby laughed, “He really followed Chu Qingjian. Such audacity.”
Chu Qingjian frowned, glancing over, “What do you want?”
They fell silent but continued watching with interest. Xia Zhinian sighed internally, thinking about the plot, his ears turning red as he clutched his clothes.
“Brother Chu,” Xia Zhinian stammered, feeling bitter and nervous, biting his lip, “They said the engagement doesn’t count, that I’m not worthy of you.”
Chu Qingjian: “…”
Chu Qingjian’s expression changed, becoming oddly complicated as he frowned.
“Aren’t you living with Yan Ci?”
Xia Zhinian: “…?!”
Xia Zhinian’s eyes widened, “How could that be? Brother Chu, you misunderstood. I only like you. No matter how they mock me, I won’t give up!”
There were a few laughs from the onlookers.
Here it comes!
The original owner, feeling indignant, rushed to Chu Qingjian, trying to prove his status as a fiancée.
Xia Zhinian’s hand trembled. He took a deep breath, his ears burning red, his palms damp, and his heart pounding nervously.
Chu Qingjian frowned, “Xia Zhinian, I really don’t like you. Can’t you… find someone else?”
“Brother Chu!”
Under the intense gazes around him, Xia Zhinian gritted his teeth, mustering his courage, ignoring the shame, and reached for Chu Qingjian’s sleeve, raising his head and standing on tiptoe.
… Don’t be scared, just kiss him!
Just a kiss!
The cannon fodder villain publicly forces a kiss. Xia Zhinian’s hand shakes as he grabs Chu Qingjian’s sleeve and leans in close to his face.
Chu Qingjian: “??!!!”
Chu Qingjian was startled and instinctively stepped back, but before he could move, Xia Zhinian suddenly cried out.
Xia Zhinian was only an inch away from Chu Qingjian, but suddenly, a hand with a chillingly violent grip wrapped around Xia Zhinian’s waist and yanked him back.
Xia Zhinian’s eyes widened in terror. Before he could turn around, he felt a warm breath brush against the back of his neck, making his hair stand on end.
“Classmate Xia.”
Yan Ci’s voice was low and cold as he approached from behind. His dark eyes fixed on Xia Zhinian’s flushed ears.
One hand gripped his waist, the other cupped the boy’s fair chin, his gaze cold and sliding down to those rosy lips.
“Classmate Xia is so enthusiastic.”
…Yan Ci?!
Xia Zhinian panicked for a moment, unable to break free, shivering all over.
Yan Ci’s eyes were dark, like a bottomless abyss, hiding an angry and restless beast. But his face remained calm, his movements gentle, as he pressed his thumb against Xia Zhinian’s lips, rubbing firmly.
The corners of his lips lifted slightly, and he softly asked, “Did these lips touch him? Why not kiss me, too?”
