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Xia Xihe was filled with fear, shrinking back until he was almost falling off the edge of his chair.
Suddenly, Yan Yulong reached out and wrapped his arms around Xia Xihe's waist. In that moment, Xia Xihe swore he heard excited screams from a girl behind him.
Yan Yulong then leaned down, comfortably lying on Xia Xihe's lap, and promptly closed his eyes to sleep soundly.
Xia Xihe remained stiff for quite a while, realizing that Yan Yulong had no intention of getting up... He resigned himself to letting Yan Yulong lie there, shaking his slightly numb hand and hurriedly taking notes.
Yan Yulong slept on Xia Xihe's lap for two whole class periods, during which no one dared to approach them. Xia Xihe sat in his seat, unable to move, feeling utterly miserable.
As the last class of the morning was about to end, Yan Yulong's phone in his pocket rang unexpectedly. The English teacher, who was lecturing, glanced back but continued reading the text as if nothing had happened.
Yan Yulong opened his eyes and sat up. Ignoring everyone around him, he answered the call: "Hello? ... Got it, I'll be right there."
He put away his phone, stood up, and said to Xia Xihe, "I'm leaving now."
"Oh... oh..." Xia Xihe nodded blankly as Yan Yulong patted his head like a small dog and left with a casual air.
Oh my... finally free!
Xia Xihe quickly rubbed his numb legs.
Once Yan Yulong left, the tense atmosphere in the classroom dissipated.
When the bell rang and the teacher announced the end of class, the classroom erupted into chaos as all the students rushed over to Xia Xihe, asking in a flurry: "Xihe, what is your relationship with Yan Yulong?"
"How did you get involved with him? It's unbelievable!"
"Why did he suddenly come and sleep on your lap?"
Xia Xihe was left dizzy by their questions, stammering, "I... I don't know..."
The trio of Yao Jialin volunteered to separate them, shouting in a protective tone, "Leave Xihe alone! What does it have to do with you who he is related to Yan Yulong?"
"Exactly, just go away!" Tang Yongjun and Zhen Huiqi yelled.
Some girls protested, "It's not like we're bothering you; why are you so nervous?"
A few boys chimed in, "We're just curious; don't say you have no interest at all."
"Hmph! Don't compare us to you nosy people; we have no interest in prying into others' private matters."
Yao Jialin placed her hands on her hips and angrily said, "Aren't you just picking on Xihe because he seems easy to bully? Let me tell you, Xihe is now under Yan Yulong's protection. If you dare to do anything to him, just wait and see how Yan Yulong will deal with you!"
As soon as those words were spoken, everyone immediately backed off, grumbling a few complaints before dispersing with disappointed faces.
Xia Xihe let out a sigh of relief and gratefully said, "Thank you..."
The three girls laughed playfully as they escorted him to the dining hall. After the four of them got their meals, Xia Xihe scooped up a bite of fried rice just as the three girls began to interrogate him in turns: " Xihe, come on, what exactly happened between you and Yan Yulong?"
"Yeah, it must be related to what happened yesterday, right?"
"Quickly tell us the details!"
"......>_<|||"
Xia Xihe opened his mouth, feeling overwhelmed as he put down his spoon. "Weren't you all uninterested...?"
"Hey! We're just concerned about you!" Yao Jialin said proudly. "Now that you're involved with Yan Yulong, we want to help you find out why."
Xia Xihe had gotten used to being controlled by them, nodding his head and obediently recounting the events of yesterday's rescue, including Yan Yulong's declaration of "repaying me with your body."
"That's it," he said, noticing the varying expressions on the faces of the three women.
Yao Jialin clenched her fists and said indignantly, "Ugh, I finally meet a rare pure little bunny like you, and now I have to let you go..."
"Huh?"
Tang Yongjun gently touched Xia Xihe's soft hair, tears glistening in her eyes as she said, "Good child, you've finally reached the age of adulthood. Mommy is so happy~~"
"Huh?"
Zhen Huiqi adjusted her glasses and smiled slyly, "Now this is good material. Brother Liao should have been kicked out long ago, hehehe... I'm bringing my camera tomorrow~~"
"Huh?" Xia Xihe still didn't understand after listening for a while. "So what do you mean...?"
The three women patted his shoulder, each saying, "Don't let them bully you too badly; a rabbit will bite when it's cornered."
"It might hurt a bit, but just endure it and it'll pass."
"Any new developments, let me know immediately. My new serialization is finally happening, yay~~"
The black lines on Xia Xihe's forehead increased. "What are you all talking about... Aren't you supposed to help me find out the reason?"
Yao Jialin asked, "Do you want to know what the reason is?"
"Um..."
The three women pointed at him in perfect unison: "There's only one reason—you are Born to Suffer!"
"......0_0?"
"Oh ho ho ho ho~~~" The three girls giggled,
a truly ominous feeling... Xia Xihe shivered.
The next day, Yan Yulong appeared again during the first class. This time, everyone was a bit more accustomed to it and not as surprised as yesterday. Xia Xihe's deskmate, without needing any prompts, obediently took their textbook and walked over to the seat next to the trash can.
Yan Yulong sat down beside Xia Xihe, still fast asleep with his head covered.
He keeps coming here just to lean on me and sleep, right...? Xia Xihe suspiciously glanced at the handsome boy resting on his shoulder, and soon reality proved that his thoughts were too naive.
After the first class ended, Yan Yulong woke up.
He propped his chin up and looked at Xia Xihe, who was focused on copying notes, with a flirtatious gaze.
"Hey, stop copying." He said casually.
"But... there's still so much left to write..." Xia Xihe replied awkwardly.
Yan Yulong grabbed his notebook and flipped through it. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a boy sneaking a glance at them.
"Hey, you."
He beckoned the boy over. The boy froze for a moment and then timidly walked over.
Yan Yulong shoved Xia Xihe's notebook into his hands and said, "You help him copy."
"Uh..." Both Xia Xihe and the boy were taken aback. The boy hurriedly nodded, "Y-yes."
"Ah... no need..." Xia Xihe called out to the classmate who was walking away with the notebook, but Yan Yulong pinched his slender chin and turned him back.
"Alright, no need to copy notes anymore. Let's chat."
He smiled faintly, a smile that could melt all the girls.
However, Xia Xihe only felt a wave of danger. He timidly asked, "Excuse me... what should we talk about...?"
"What do you think?"
"Me? I don't know..." Xia Xihe slightly parted his lips, still pondering how to deal with him when Yan Yulong suddenly focused on his rosy lips, fire igniting in his eyes.
A rush of heat enveloped him as Xia Xihe widened his eyes, watching Yan Yulong's handsome face lean closer. In the next moment, his lips were sealed.
The surroundings fell silent, and the entire class was frozen in shock.
With a soft pop, Yan Yulong pulled away.
Xia Xihe felt neither anger nor panic; he simply stared at him in a daze.
He felt something wet on his lips and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
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