Chapter 65
Humans can be this evil.
Gu Yitong watched as Qi Sui tilted his head and carefully wiped Yu Lian's lips, which were practically dry, with a tissue, as if he wanted to lick them with his tongue.
That's too abstract.
If someone else did this, Gu Yitong would scoff inwardly at the attempt to create a deeply affectionate persona.
But Qi Sui…
"What are you doing?" Another person came in from outside the door. It was a young male voice, and his displeasure was written all over his face.
Almost the instant Yu Lian saw his clothes, she instinctively shrank behind Qi Sui.
The clothes were the same outfit Pei Shaoyuan wore at the restaurant last time. The clothes, shoes, necklace, and even the cross earring on his earlobe were exactly the same.
Not seeing his face, I thought something terrible had happened—Pei Shaoyuan had come to catch us in the act.
Realizing the voice was different, Yu Lian looked at him in surprise.
"What are you looking at?" His light-colored hair made his face and ears look very red. He turned his face to the side and spoke in a very bad tone, as if Yu Lian had forced him to wear this cosplay outfit.
Qi Sui remained silent behind Yu Lian, only chuckling softly.
Like the way an emperor's favorite concubine looks down on a concubine in the cold palace.
Yu Lian opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Chi Wang interrupted her: "It's just a coincidence. I already had this outfit. You don't think I dressed like this on purpose, do you? I'm not that bored."
Yu Lian opened her mouth again.
Feeling secretly pleased with himself for being stared at like that, Chi Wang slightly raised his chin, waiting for her to reveal a look of amazement: "Still looking? Even if we accidentally wore the same clothes, I still look better than him, right?"
Yu Lian opened her mouth for the third time.
Chi Wang was feeling anxious and was waiting for a positive answer.
But judging from her expression, she didn't seem to like it much.
In the instant his hormones cooled down, Kai Zhi suddenly realized how stupid he had been.
He didn't dare listen to what Yu Lian was going to say next. He turned around and tried to escape from the embarrassing scene in a somewhat disheveled state.
"Alright, this awful outfit is hideous. I wore it to remind you how bad your taste is. It's so hot, I'm going to take it off and throw it in the trash."
He felt his own words were untenable, and with his silver hair disheveled and flying about, he fled in disarray.
Yu Lian didn't say a word until the very end, staring wide-eyed at the half-empty doorway, nearly choking on her words after being interrupted several times. Gu Yitong, with a complicated expression, waved her phone at Yu Lian before turning and walking away with Chi Wang.
Qi Sui, who had been watching the play from the side, reached out and gently straightened the skirt that had been disheveled by her sitting down.
"Let's go, Master."
"It's time to open for business."
I've been secretly in love with Yu Lian for two semesters now.
The process of falling in love is clichéd, common, and superficial.
During the freshman military training under the scorching September sun, the students who had just finished training at noon all rushed to the school's small supermarket to buy ice cream. Chi Wang was so thirsty that he couldn't even squeeze in to buy a bottle of ice water. He stood outside waiting, so hot that he almost stuck out his tongue to cool off.
Everyone looked disheveled at that time, their faces flushed and sweating profusely. Some were squatting crookedly, and the various poses captured in the photos should resemble a complete encyclopedia of zombies from Plants vs. Zombies.
Yu Lian was different. She wore an ill-fitting camouflage uniform, a small square hat, and a crudely made belt that cinched her waist very thin. She was fair-skinned and clean, without a trace of sweat on her body. She floated past Chi Wang like a little swan among a flock of chickens, ducks, and quails.
Chi Wang was worried that she would get squeezed if she went in.
But when everyone saw her, they exaggeratedly parted to make way for her, disregarding the lives of those on the outermost edge. People squeezed together to make room, their military training shoes stepping on each other, but no one uttered a sound.
The boy closest to the ice cream freezer gave up his spot, then nonchalantly turned around and rejoined the queue at the very end, earning a soft thank you from her.
She simply said thank you, and then felt perfectly at ease picking out her things, without thinking that cutting in line or having others give up their seats for her was anything wrong.
Chi Wang found it hilarious. It was good, but weren't people going a bit too far? He even turned his head to look around to see if there were any photographers, wondering if he had accidentally wandered onto the set of some idol drama.
All I saw were a bunch of people secretly taking pictures with their phones.
As Yu Lian was internally complaining, she paid for her ice cream and came out. She was about to pass by Chi Wang when he looked down at her and saw her face clearly.
Her face was flushed red from the heat, her eyes were squinted, the curve of her eyes resembling a wavy line, her long, dark eyelashes drooping. She walked while tearing open an ice cream bag, her fingers wet with condensation. Drenched.
He actually wanted to lick it off for her.
He even unconsciously wondered if people would still make way for him if he were holding her while they went to pick out ice cream, or if they would deliberately step on him.
I wasn't thirsty anymore because my mouth was constantly producing saliva.
The day I got back, I started asking around to find out who she was. The description was very abstract: she didn't sweat much after military training and looked particularly watery.
The person who heard his description sent a rather ambiguous emoji, saying it must be a water ghost that crawled out of the artificial lake.
Chi wanted to yell at him, but then he saw a post on the school's confession wall. It had a candid photo attached, and he tried to get the person out of trouble.
The comments below are all saying that.
Yu Lian.
Yu Lian.
It seems to be Yu Lian from the School of Economics and Management.
Yu Lian from our class.
Yu Lian from b601.
My wife is Yu Lian.
He recklessly reported the post where someone called out to their wife.
Having a name made things much easier. After military training, through various inquiries, it was learned that Yu Lian loved playing King of Glory.
A classmate who added Yu Lian on QQ said that Yu Lian is online until midnight every night.
Chi Wang has never played Honor of Kings.
He bought a Chinese server account. He added Yu Lian as a friend, and she accepted quickly.
Back then, Yu Lian's ID was "I Hate Someone," and her profile picture was of a girl with a pink filter and deathly pale skin. Her eyes were huge, almost making Chi Wang feel like he was going to have a "Happy Valley effect" (a reference to a popular online forum). It didn't even look like her picture; the whole screen was covered in anti-theft watermarks, and everything around her was blurry except for her face.
I wonder who would steal it.
Chi Wang felt like a country bumpkin who had wandered into a new world, unable to understand anything, when Yu Lian sent him a message.
[Friend] I hate someone: ?
[Friend] The puppy calls to its owner: Want to play games?
Even though he doesn't play King of Glory, he knows that the Chinese server is more popular with girls, so he specially bought a Chinese server account and has a history of many top-tier accounts with national rankings.
He spent a lot of money to buy it, and apart from not being able to change the ID and only being able to use the awkward ID the previous owner had given him, he was still very confident in other aspects.
[Friend] I hate someone: You're just playing some stupid Chinese server Monkey King and you're acting all high and mighty with me. And you call me "master," do you even have the guts to do that? Even dogs would call for a neuter if they saw you.
[Friend] I hate someone: Your intimate relationships are like a matriarchal society; you've really turned this into a Journey to the West parody. Monkey King. Sun Wukong. Great Sage Equal to Heaven. Keeper of the Heavenly Horses. Eldest Brother.
[Friends] I hate someone: 71 rating.
[Friend] I hate someone: They look like a chicken claw.
[Friend] I hate someone: If I lived like you, I would just jump over.
Chi Wang was stunned by the scolding, and watched helplessly as she got more and more into it, realizing that there were too many misunderstandings in the simple text chat.
That's not how the script goes.
He cleared his throat and said in what he thought was his most charming tone, "Um, I'm your classmate. I just wanted to play a game with you. I didn't say anything, so please don't scold me."
I've never been this coquettish in my life. I definitely wouldn't have said that to your face. Luckily, it was through the phone. Chi Wang blushed as she sent the voice message.
[Friend] I hate someone: You think I'd listen to your monkey-like screams? Are you taking off?
Chi Wang's eyelids kept twitching.
He cursed the account seller in his heart.
When he bought it, he asked so many detailed questions, such as whether the heroes ranked on the Chinese server were ones that girls would like. The seller assured him that they were T0 junglers, and that girls love junglers because they are manly.
What could someone who doesn't play King of Glory possibly know? I happily bought it.
it's good now.
It tastes like monkey.
Yu Lian was still cursing, and Chi Wang was almost brought to tears. He went to Doubao and asked for a long time how to send gifts in Honor of Kings. Following the steps, he sent all the skins that Yu Lian didn't have.
[Friend] The puppy calls to its owner: Check your email.
It became quiet over there.
After a while.
[Friend] I hate someone: Brother, I'm pulling you.
[Friend] I hate someone: [acting cute]
At that time, Chi Wang thought that his pursuit of his wife was progressing in a positive direction.
After entering the game and turning on his mic, Yu Lian's voice was sweeter than he had imagined.
Let's play some games.
Chi Wang didn't know the difference between entertainment and ranked matches; they were both just for fun anyway. His throat tightened, and he managed to hum in response. But when he actually tried to talk to her, he became nervous.
Yu Lian didn't seem to care much about him and didn't talk to him much. When they entered the game and chose a hero, Chi Wang carefully picked one that he thought had the most handsome model and looked most like him.
White hair, golden clothes, and spirited lines.
I scored 0-15.
Yu Lian initially praised his voice, but then fell silent. Towards the end of the call, both of them fell silent. Yu Lian didn't know if it was intentional or accidental, but she hadn't turned off her microphone.
He heard her calling him an idiot.
Chi Wang had never been scolded so much in his life. His young heart was completely shattered. He quit the game without saying a word after finishing it. After calming down, he logged back in and found that Yu Lian had deleted him.
Humans can be this evil.
I feel so sad, depressed, and adrift. Looking at the notifications of successful in-game purchases for Honor of Kings on my phone, I feel so resentful.
I hate Honor of Kings.
Thinking about getting a refund from a minor, I glanced down at my crotch and decided against it.
It took two semesters before they were able to get back on track.
[Thanks for the gift, hehe]
That's too abstract.
If someone else did this, Gu Yitong would scoff inwardly at the attempt to create a deeply affectionate persona.
But Qi Sui…
"What are you doing?" Another person came in from outside the door. It was a young male voice, and his displeasure was written all over his face.
Almost the instant Yu Lian saw his clothes, she instinctively shrank behind Qi Sui.
The clothes were the same outfit Pei Shaoyuan wore at the restaurant last time. The clothes, shoes, necklace, and even the cross earring on his earlobe were exactly the same.
Not seeing his face, I thought something terrible had happened—Pei Shaoyuan had come to catch us in the act.
Realizing the voice was different, Yu Lian looked at him in surprise.
"What are you looking at?" His light-colored hair made his face and ears look very red. He turned his face to the side and spoke in a very bad tone, as if Yu Lian had forced him to wear this cosplay outfit.
Qi Sui remained silent behind Yu Lian, only chuckling softly.
Like the way an emperor's favorite concubine looks down on a concubine in the cold palace.
Yu Lian opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Chi Wang interrupted her: "It's just a coincidence. I already had this outfit. You don't think I dressed like this on purpose, do you? I'm not that bored."
Yu Lian opened her mouth again.
Feeling secretly pleased with himself for being stared at like that, Chi Wang slightly raised his chin, waiting for her to reveal a look of amazement: "Still looking? Even if we accidentally wore the same clothes, I still look better than him, right?"
Yu Lian opened her mouth for the third time.
Chi Wang was feeling anxious and was waiting for a positive answer.
But judging from her expression, she didn't seem to like it much.
In the instant his hormones cooled down, Kai Zhi suddenly realized how stupid he had been.
He didn't dare listen to what Yu Lian was going to say next. He turned around and tried to escape from the embarrassing scene in a somewhat disheveled state.
"Alright, this awful outfit is hideous. I wore it to remind you how bad your taste is. It's so hot, I'm going to take it off and throw it in the trash."
He felt his own words were untenable, and with his silver hair disheveled and flying about, he fled in disarray.
Yu Lian didn't say a word until the very end, staring wide-eyed at the half-empty doorway, nearly choking on her words after being interrupted several times. Gu Yitong, with a complicated expression, waved her phone at Yu Lian before turning and walking away with Chi Wang.
Qi Sui, who had been watching the play from the side, reached out and gently straightened the skirt that had been disheveled by her sitting down.
"Let's go, Master."
"It's time to open for business."
I've been secretly in love with Yu Lian for two semesters now.
The process of falling in love is clichéd, common, and superficial.
During the freshman military training under the scorching September sun, the students who had just finished training at noon all rushed to the school's small supermarket to buy ice cream. Chi Wang was so thirsty that he couldn't even squeeze in to buy a bottle of ice water. He stood outside waiting, so hot that he almost stuck out his tongue to cool off.
Everyone looked disheveled at that time, their faces flushed and sweating profusely. Some were squatting crookedly, and the various poses captured in the photos should resemble a complete encyclopedia of zombies from Plants vs. Zombies.
Yu Lian was different. She wore an ill-fitting camouflage uniform, a small square hat, and a crudely made belt that cinched her waist very thin. She was fair-skinned and clean, without a trace of sweat on her body. She floated past Chi Wang like a little swan among a flock of chickens, ducks, and quails.
Chi Wang was worried that she would get squeezed if she went in.
But when everyone saw her, they exaggeratedly parted to make way for her, disregarding the lives of those on the outermost edge. People squeezed together to make room, their military training shoes stepping on each other, but no one uttered a sound.
The boy closest to the ice cream freezer gave up his spot, then nonchalantly turned around and rejoined the queue at the very end, earning a soft thank you from her.
She simply said thank you, and then felt perfectly at ease picking out her things, without thinking that cutting in line or having others give up their seats for her was anything wrong.
Chi Wang found it hilarious. It was good, but weren't people going a bit too far? He even turned his head to look around to see if there were any photographers, wondering if he had accidentally wandered onto the set of some idol drama.
All I saw were a bunch of people secretly taking pictures with their phones.
As Yu Lian was internally complaining, she paid for her ice cream and came out. She was about to pass by Chi Wang when he looked down at her and saw her face clearly.
Her face was flushed red from the heat, her eyes were squinted, the curve of her eyes resembling a wavy line, her long, dark eyelashes drooping. She walked while tearing open an ice cream bag, her fingers wet with condensation. Drenched.
He actually wanted to lick it off for her.
He even unconsciously wondered if people would still make way for him if he were holding her while they went to pick out ice cream, or if they would deliberately step on him.
I wasn't thirsty anymore because my mouth was constantly producing saliva.
The day I got back, I started asking around to find out who she was. The description was very abstract: she didn't sweat much after military training and looked particularly watery.
The person who heard his description sent a rather ambiguous emoji, saying it must be a water ghost that crawled out of the artificial lake.
Chi wanted to yell at him, but then he saw a post on the school's confession wall. It had a candid photo attached, and he tried to get the person out of trouble.
The comments below are all saying that.
Yu Lian.
Yu Lian.
It seems to be Yu Lian from the School of Economics and Management.
Yu Lian from our class.
Yu Lian from b601.
My wife is Yu Lian.
He recklessly reported the post where someone called out to their wife.
Having a name made things much easier. After military training, through various inquiries, it was learned that Yu Lian loved playing King of Glory.
A classmate who added Yu Lian on QQ said that Yu Lian is online until midnight every night.
Chi Wang has never played Honor of Kings.
He bought a Chinese server account. He added Yu Lian as a friend, and she accepted quickly.
Back then, Yu Lian's ID was "I Hate Someone," and her profile picture was of a girl with a pink filter and deathly pale skin. Her eyes were huge, almost making Chi Wang feel like he was going to have a "Happy Valley effect" (a reference to a popular online forum). It didn't even look like her picture; the whole screen was covered in anti-theft watermarks, and everything around her was blurry except for her face.
I wonder who would steal it.
Chi Wang felt like a country bumpkin who had wandered into a new world, unable to understand anything, when Yu Lian sent him a message.
[Friend] I hate someone: ?
[Friend] The puppy calls to its owner: Want to play games?
Even though he doesn't play King of Glory, he knows that the Chinese server is more popular with girls, so he specially bought a Chinese server account and has a history of many top-tier accounts with national rankings.
He spent a lot of money to buy it, and apart from not being able to change the ID and only being able to use the awkward ID the previous owner had given him, he was still very confident in other aspects.
[Friend] I hate someone: You're just playing some stupid Chinese server Monkey King and you're acting all high and mighty with me. And you call me "master," do you even have the guts to do that? Even dogs would call for a neuter if they saw you.
[Friend] I hate someone: Your intimate relationships are like a matriarchal society; you've really turned this into a Journey to the West parody. Monkey King. Sun Wukong. Great Sage Equal to Heaven. Keeper of the Heavenly Horses. Eldest Brother.
[Friends] I hate someone: 71 rating.
[Friend] I hate someone: They look like a chicken claw.
[Friend] I hate someone: If I lived like you, I would just jump over.
Chi Wang was stunned by the scolding, and watched helplessly as she got more and more into it, realizing that there were too many misunderstandings in the simple text chat.
That's not how the script goes.
He cleared his throat and said in what he thought was his most charming tone, "Um, I'm your classmate. I just wanted to play a game with you. I didn't say anything, so please don't scold me."
I've never been this coquettish in my life. I definitely wouldn't have said that to your face. Luckily, it was through the phone. Chi Wang blushed as she sent the voice message.
[Friend] I hate someone: You think I'd listen to your monkey-like screams? Are you taking off?
Chi Wang's eyelids kept twitching.
He cursed the account seller in his heart.
When he bought it, he asked so many detailed questions, such as whether the heroes ranked on the Chinese server were ones that girls would like. The seller assured him that they were T0 junglers, and that girls love junglers because they are manly.
What could someone who doesn't play King of Glory possibly know? I happily bought it.
it's good now.
It tastes like monkey.
Yu Lian was still cursing, and Chi Wang was almost brought to tears. He went to Doubao and asked for a long time how to send gifts in Honor of Kings. Following the steps, he sent all the skins that Yu Lian didn't have.
[Friend] The puppy calls to its owner: Check your email.
It became quiet over there.
After a while.
[Friend] I hate someone: Brother, I'm pulling you.
[Friend] I hate someone: [acting cute]
At that time, Chi Wang thought that his pursuit of his wife was progressing in a positive direction.
After entering the game and turning on his mic, Yu Lian's voice was sweeter than he had imagined.
Let's play some games.
Chi Wang didn't know the difference between entertainment and ranked matches; they were both just for fun anyway. His throat tightened, and he managed to hum in response. But when he actually tried to talk to her, he became nervous.
Yu Lian didn't seem to care much about him and didn't talk to him much. When they entered the game and chose a hero, Chi Wang carefully picked one that he thought had the most handsome model and looked most like him.
White hair, golden clothes, and spirited lines.
I scored 0-15.
Yu Lian initially praised his voice, but then fell silent. Towards the end of the call, both of them fell silent. Yu Lian didn't know if it was intentional or accidental, but she hadn't turned off her microphone.
He heard her calling him an idiot.
Chi Wang had never been scolded so much in his life. His young heart was completely shattered. He quit the game without saying a word after finishing it. After calming down, he logged back in and found that Yu Lian had deleted him.
Humans can be this evil.
I feel so sad, depressed, and adrift. Looking at the notifications of successful in-game purchases for Honor of Kings on my phone, I feel so resentful.
I hate Honor of Kings.
Thinking about getting a refund from a minor, I glanced down at my crotch and decided against it.
It took two semesters before they were able to get back on track.
[Thanks for the gift, hehe]