Chapter 34.1 – Shushan Building

Song Yu clicked it and discovered that the photos were actually from the girl’s diary.

A few years ago, a righteous blogger had also sent them out on Weibo. However, some people had manipulated the situation, distorting the facts until the netizens couldn’t figure out the truth. The interest level for the post never picked up and the incident was gradually forgotten.

The girl’s tone was very relaxed at the start of the diary entries. She complained about her new school and new class, but her handwriting was beautiful, and the diary was filled with a bit of the childish whining of a fifteen, sixteen year old girl.

––Ahhhh, on the first day of school, I was punished for being late because of a traffic jam and had to stand at the door. How shameful [covering face][covering face]. We have a very good looking English teacher as our class teacher, so I hope I can fix their impression of me in the future.

––My deskmate is a boy… the way he looked at me made me feel very uncomfortable, it’s strange.

But it wasn’t long before the diary style began to grow depressing.

Her deskmate always made moves on her in class, the type that could be considered a kind of sexual harassment. The people at the desks in front of and behind her seemed to be unafraid of matters spreading out and recorded the scene during class, posting it up on the internet. The video was named, ‘see how flirty our new transfer student is’.

Words such as ‘I felt gross all day’, ‘I really want to throw up’, ‘what should I do’ started to appear frequently in the diary.

Incoherent insinuations. Her family background wasn’t very good. Her father had been hospitalized, and she didn’t dare to bring these things up and trouble her parents. She brought up wanting to switch desks, but her class teacher was Ou Yilian, who refused her directly, “Isn’t it the same sitting anywhere? If your EQ was a little higher, there wouldn’t be anyone you couldn’t get along with.”

Silent acquiescence and public opinion combined together to make her very uncommunicative in the classroom. She suppressed it until girls from a higher grade blocked her in the toilet, insulting and abusing her. She couldn’t bear it anymore and went to tell her class teacher. Ou Yilian, who’d been disturbed by this matter twice, grew annoyed. Her reply was, “If you don’t love yourself and act cheap, who else will respect you?” “That person in the video is you, right? It takes two hands to clap; if you didn’t allow it, how would he act so unbridled?”

These words were like a basin of cold water that chilled her entire body and she went back to her spot to cry. A kind girl from the same class couldn’t watch any further and went with her to talk to the headmaster about what had happened. After the headmaster went to speak with Ou Yilian, Ou Yilian went up in front of the whole class the next day and replayed the video of her being sexually harassed by her deskmate that was circulating on the internet. After playing it over and over, she criticized insincerely, “Some jokes between deskmates shouldn’t be played. For example, jokes like this.”

It was like a public sentencing.

The contents of the diary became very messy after that. It seemed that she felt too sad to continue writing.

Her family finally discovered that her state didn’t seem right, but that boy’s background was very deep, and it wasn’t an ordinary family that could be provoked. Her mother cried for several days and couldn’t sleep well, but their only choice was to go through the transfer process. Later on, when the incident spread out over the internet, the boy’s family paid money to suppress the news over and over, finding people to confuse black and white so that it wouldn’t stir up waves of controversy.

Song Yu’s emotions after he read through it all: I’m going to kill Ou Yilian!

He was so angry that his hands shook as he typed on the keyboard.

He asked a question.

[ Is the girl doing alright now? ]

The anonymous sender took a long time to reply.

[ She’s changed to a different environment and is doing much better. She probably doesn’t want to be disturbed again. ]

Song Yu paused. In that case, it was likely that she wouldn’t want to recall this section of her past.

At the start, Song Yu had wanted to kick up a big fuss about this issue from a few years ago and set up a hot search so that Ou Yilian would be ruined. However, this type of justice might end up tearing off the scabbed up wound of the other party and add a secondary layer of harm to the girl.

Song Yu asked him.

[ Who are you. ]

The sender replied.

[ You can think of me as a kind stranger. ]

A kind stranger?

Why would someone be so good and send him this information just when he wanted to deal with Ou Yilian?

Did he know who he was?

It seemed that the other side wanted to dispel his concerns, so they sent over another message.

[ I’ve been paying attention to Ou Yilian, and I’ve also investigated you. I hope you can bring her to justice, thank you. ]

Song Yu frowned briefly.

They’d been paying attention to Ou Yilian for a long time, so they knew that he didn’t get along with her?

And after investigating himself, they learned that his identity wasn’t simple?

It seemed to make sense, but he kept feeling that it was a bit strange.

[ Are you from Jingcheng No.1 High? ]

A teacher or a student?

But the other side didn’t reply again.

Song Yu exhaled deeply, then sent this information to the headmaster.

He then made another direct phone call to Meng Guang. For this kind of matter where he couldn’t rely on public opinion, the only other way was to do things according to the rules and file an anonymous report to the education department, where the response rate to these things was very perfunctory.

What’s more, Ou Yilian behaved so arrogantly that she had to have someone backing her up.

Meng Guang was a little dazed and dizzy when he picked up the call, “Hello, Yuyu, what’s going on this time?”

Song Yu: “Come, elder cousin, it’s time for us to punish evil and promote good.”

Meng Guang: “What?”

Song Yu: “I want to report my class teacher.”

Meng Guang clutched at his cell phone and first broke out laughing, “Your high school life is quite rich in experiences, hey, it’s been a week, and you first reported your classmate, and now your teacher, hahaha!”

Song Yu rolled his eyes. He thought about how he’d run into a Wang Ci and an Ou Yilian, and even a Gao Feng once he entered school, “Yeah, I’ll report anyone!”

Meng Guang was amused into laughing loudly. How fierce, reporting anyone.

Song Yu calmed down, then said, “Take a look at the information I sent over after this and you’ll know how much of a piece of crap our class teacher is.”

He forwarded all the emails to Meng Guang.

As expected, Meng Guang was even angrier than he was after he finished reading through the materials. He was so enraged that he slammed his fist down on the table, cursing Ou Yilian through the phone for a long time.

Song Yu dropped his gaze and grew a little distracted as he listened.

He thought of the girl and then thought about what Xie Sui had experienced in the book.

What about the Xie Sui in the book? He was such a proud person. How depressed would he feel in his heart when faced with Wang Ci’s harassment? Would he feel that it was ‘disgusting’? Would he feel ‘lost’? He just wanted to study well and let Grandmother Chen live a better life, but the malice that plagued him in life was endless.

Meng Guang rushed off to deal with the matter in a fit of rage.

Song Yu’s heart was very upset after hanging up. He stared at the cell phone screen for a long time, wanting to talk to Xie Sui but not knowing what to say.

He first sent a few dots, brooding.

[ Song Yu: …… ]

After Xie Sui hired someone to dig up the information for Song Yu, he’d focused his own efforts on dealing with the matter regarding Grandmother Chen.

Xu Shi’en had given him a lot of money, which had become a very big bargaining chip in his hands.

He’d determined that the person who’d sent the photo was indeed Wang Ci.

Xie Sui took a sip of his black coffee and lowered his gaze to cover up the cold light in his eyes. As a matter of fact, for him, he could barely remember all these insignificant people from his school days at twenty-five.

Rebirth had cleansed his heart and muted his desires, but someone always sent themselves up to the muzzle of his gun.

His cell phone lit up. It was Song Yu. Xie Sui looked at the six dots and rubbed his finger along the edge of his cup.

[ Xie Sui: Why haven’t you slept yet ]

He could deal with Ou Yilian in a more thorough and ruthless way.

However, he was more willing to fulfil Song Yu’s juvenile spirit and sense of justice.

Song Yu lay down on the bed with his cell phone and scratched his head.

[ Song Yu: I can’t sleep. ]

[ Xie Sui: Why? ]

Song Yu just wanted to chat with him. How could he talk about things in the book that hadn’t actually happened? He scratched his head for a long time but couldn’t find a topic of conversation, so he simply resigned himself and threw away his dignity.

[ Song Yu: …… I’m afraid that I can’t beat him. ]

Xie Sui chuckled out loud.

[ Xie Sui: Mm ]

[ Song Yu: What do you mean, ‘mm’, if I can’t win, will you help me fight? ]

He probably wouldn’t be watching Song Yu’s fight tomorrow afternoon.

[ Xie Sui: If you can’t win, then don’t go. ]

[ Song Yu: No way, it’s already come to this point and I’ve already said all that trash talk. How can I give up halfway. ]

[ Xie Sui: Then, it’s more about participation ]

In fact, Xie Sui didn’t like having this child fight all the time. What if he hurt himself? 

What did he mean by that? Did Xie Sui mean that it didn’t matter whether he won or not, and it was enough to just participate?

[ Song Yu: You’re so cold and cruel ]

[ Xie Sui: Did you just find out? ]

[ Song Yu: …… ]

Song Yu felt like this conversation couldn’t be continued, but he still felt very depressed, especially when faced with Xie Sui. He stewed for a long time, wanting to know more about him.

[ Did you have any favorite books as a child? ] He’d first start with good memories.

It was a typical case of casting around for a topic.

Xie Sui chuckled. In his two lifetimes, Song Yu really was the worst he’d ever seen at trying to deliberately start a conversation.

However, he was willing to spend time and accompany him to talk about these meaningless things.

[ No. ]

Song Yu didn’t give up.

[ None? You really didn’t have any? Like <Peter Pan> and <The Little Prince> or something ]

Xie Sui.

[ Children enlightenment type books? ]

Song Yu: “……”

The words ‘children’s enlightenment’ caused him to choke back all of his following words.

Song Yu held his cell phone, gritted his teeth, and typed out one last line of words.

[ I’m going to sleep! I have to replenish my energy to become the school bully tomorrow! ]

Xie Sui smiled slightly.

[ Good night ]

Chapter 34.2 – Shushan Building

In fact, Song Yu didn’t pay much attention to class all day long on Friday. After chatting with Xie Sui the night before, he’d had a good night of sleep, but he was still sleepy when it came to Ou Yilian’s class. The window was open, letting the cool air blow in, and he fell into a deep sleep.

When Ou Yilian turned back from writing on the blackboard, she was greeted with the sight of Song Yu sleeping. All her discontent and resentment broke out at that moment, and she spoke in front of the whole class, “Some people really have no self awareness.”

“Do you think that you can get more preferential treatment just because you’re sick? Once you go out and enter society, will you rely on your medical records to make others give you a job? Even beggars have more dignity than that.”

Her eyes were fixed on Song Yu and the irony and sarcasm contained in her words was very obvious. She was making it a point to let others know that Song Yu was sick, without saying clearly what this ‘sickness’ was.

The entire class didn’t dare to breathe too loudly.

This was the first time she’d publicly expressed her dissatisfaction with Song Yu during class. It was probably because Song Yu was sleeping and had no opportunity to snipe back at her.

After the class bell rang, Ou Yilian left with her teaching plan in her arms. Some students had questions they wanted to go over with her and called out for a long time without getting a response. She made it so that one of the female students ended up standing there, feeling especially embarrassed.

Ma Xiaoding: “There’s something wrong with our class teacher! It’s dawn, let’s change English teachers.”

Xi Bowen: “Ha? Isn’t the saying supposed to be ‘the weather’s turned cold’?”

He knew that Ma Xiaoding’s language skills had been brainlessly memorized, but he hadn’t expected that he would brainlessly put it to use too.

Ma Xiaoding was stunned for a moment, then tried to turn things around and retain the original meaning, “You don’t understand, it’s dawn and she’s dead, which means she was stabbed last night.”

Xi Bowen’s expression was cold: How funny.

Ma Xiaoding grew angry from embarrassment and lifted up the book to block his gaze, “Close your eyes, close your eyes1, the sky is dark, and I’ll be knifing you tonight. You’re dead, with no last words, don’t talk trash.”

When Song Yu woke up, it was to the sound of Ma Xiaoding and Xi Bowen having a conversation. He rubbed his eyes, “What did Ou Yilian say in class?”

Xie Sui gazed at him for a long time. He felt that when this child woke up, he was docile and confused, well-behaved, and very cute. He said lightly, “She said that she’s sick.”

Song Yu was still rubbing his eyes, “In that case, she’s quite self aware.”

She was going to get kicked out soon anyway, who cared about her.

The Chinese class representative came over to collect homework. And as the only person in the whole class who’d interacted with Song Yu…

She carried a heavy responsibility from all girls from the class.

She carried the hope of the entire village and plucked up her courage in the process of waiting to ask, “Brother Yu, are, are you nervous about this afternoon?”

The corners of Song Yu’s lips curved up in a disdainful arc, “Yeah, I’m nervous.”

The Chinese class representative’s breath caught for a moment and the girls who were nudging each other back and forth also secretly sucked in breaths of cold air.

Even without mentioning that Brother Yu was a national level troll… national level husband, just based on the fact that Song Yu was a member of their class! This made this battle a fight for everyone’s dignity!

An entire class of students all started to worry.

The class representative laughed nervously, her gaze worried, “Are you really nervous?”

But Song Yu had already tilted his head and started laughing, “Of course I’m nervous. I’m going to have another son this afternoon. As a new father, I don’t have any parenting experience.”

After a moment of quiet.

“Ahahahaha!”

Class One laughed so hard they were rolling around.

Maybe because Song Yu didn’t seem so cold and difficult to approach, the class atmosphere suddenly became particularly harmonious and happy.

A more daring girl raised her hand and smiled as she said, “Then, big brother, would you consider me? Do you mind having another parent for this child? I’m not afraid of trouble and I’ll help you raise him.”

The girl beside her quickly tugged on her hand, laughing and scolding, “Are you crazy? God Xie will kill you tonight.”

The God Xie who’d been cued curved his lips upwards, but he didn’t appear particularly happy.

Although Song Yu always said that he wanted to interact with the female students, in a real situation, he was actually very careless and casual about it.

He flipped his pen and sneered subconsciously, “Won’t consider it. Not accepting suggestions. Don’t try to trick me, who are you calling big brother? It’s been a long time since I fell for your girl––”

The hand that was flipping his pen stopped.

He shut up.

Because he felt that something wasn’t quite right.

“Hahahahahahahahaha”

The whole class started laughing again.

And they’d already finished the words that Song Yu didn’t say.

The number one cold-blooded scum man had a well-deserved reputation.

Song Yu: “……”

F*ck! He’d even ridiculed Ma Xiaoding for being doomed to live a lonely life! But wasn’t he also holding up this damned reputation?!

Ma Xiaoding was laughing so hard that his stomach hurt.

Song Yu finally handed in his homework.

He began to think about how it might be God’s will that he couldn’t find a girlfriend.

After this episode during the class break, Song Yu found that his classmates, who’d originally been playing background board roles, gradually became more active around him. Someone even purposely handed him a bottled drink after class, saying, “Go, Brother Yu!” before running away with flushed cheeks.

Song Yu really couldn’t understand it, “What the hell?”

Ma Xiaoding was a straight man who was unusually sensitive to matters between two men but extremely slow when it came to matters between men and women. He scratched his head, “I don’t know, is it a new routine?” He looked eagerly at the drink in Song Yu’s hand, “So, Brother Yu, did you fall for this one?”

Song Yu glanced at him. “……”

After school, Xie Sui said that he had something to do and would leave first. Song Yu asked him about it for a long time, but Xie Sui kept silent, and simply smiled and blinked at him.

The Brother Yu who proclaimed to understand everything naturally had a ‘I get it’ expression on his face as he nodded.

Even though he didn’t actually get anything.

The decisive battle at Shushan Building.

Someone had started up a live text broadcast on the forums.

[ Welcome to Jingcheng No.1 High School’s special martial arts (Parent-Child) program –– who is the school bully (Who Will Be The Father) ]

[ I am commentator Big K ]

[ Right now, I’m standing at Shushan Building’s… building beside it. Hey, the scenery here is really good. The wind is rustling, giving it a kind of Huashan sword fight feeling. The loudspeaker is set up, the lights are in position, and the fans are starting to yell and cheer. ]

The posts below were all very supportive.

Both boys and girls were all laughing, hahahahaha.

Shushan Building was the teaching building for Senior Two. There was a rooftop at the top of the building that was regarded as the holy land for lovers, the place where they expressed their love in Jingcheng No.1 High School.

Many onlookers had come to watch the show, but there was a weekend holiday after Friday, and most people still chose to catch the bus home and look through the forums for updates when they got bored.

If there was a competition, then there would be a winner and loser. If there were winners and lowers, then there would be betting.

The thread happily began to fill up with such things.

[ I bet a packet of spicy jerky that Brother Yu will win ]

[ I’ll donate a building to the school if Brother Yu wins ]

[ I’ll send a Maserati to the headmaster ]

[ Myself! I’m using my first kiss that I’ve treasured for many years to bet that my husband Brother Yu will win ahhhh! ]

[ Badass, I want to join in too, I bet that Brother Yu will win, and if I’m right, I’ll draw a little girl at random from the thread and give up my virginity that I’ve treasured for 17 years! ]

[ 66666666 ]

The bets became more and more dirty, and after that, it was mostly a group of boys playing around, all starting to offer up their first night.

The commentator stopped things in time.

[ Please keep my thread clean, okay ]

[ I’ve already marked down the names of all of those who offered up their first kiss, houses, and cars. Don’t forget to pay up when the time comes! ]

The atmosphere in the post was surprisingly cheerful.

Song Yu had no idea about these things.

Ma Xiaoding and a group of his young brothers followed behind Song Yu, filled with momentum.

They clustered around Song Yu and made him seem like a mafia boss.

Song Yu, who’d originally wanted to quietly finish the fight and leave, “……”

There were quite a few people scattered along the corridors on the way over.

The rooftop area was very open and empty.

The sky was clear and blue, and the wind blew through Song Yu’s school uniform, messing up his hair. The teenager’s pupils were light and indifferent. He wanted to rush back to do his homework, so he was a little impatient and looked like he wanted a fight––like he was crazily looking to fight.

Gao Feng coughed. He thought about the matters on the forum and decided to make a move first.

He sneered, then threw down a cigarette that he hadn’t even lit, which he was just using to put on an act, onto the ground, then stepped on it with his foot, using one hand to adjust his collar. His tone was nasty, “You’re that guy…”

Wait a minute, what was Song Yu’s internet alias again?

His little follower noticed his embarrassment and quickly said, “Your Husband, Brother Yu! Your Husband, Brother Yu!”

Gao Feng: “……”

What the hell was up with this name!

He certainly couldn’t repeat the full name, but just saying ‘Brother Yu’ or ‘Husband’ was no worse than killing him directly. This name had four words, three of which couldn’t even be said out loud. This was really a f*cking genius name.

Song Yu saw that they were guessing back and forth and probably wouldn’t even figure it out by the time bloody rain came down for a week. He sneered, then said faintly, “Yes, that’s right, I’m Your Husband, Brother Yu.”

Gao Feng: “……………………”

Everyone on the roof: “……………………”

A group of straight as steel, iron men were inexplicably taken advantage of.

The girls who were quietly watching from the corridor.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!”

Commentator Big K held up a telescope and continued giving commentary for everyone on the forums.

*

Xie Sui stayed in the classroom for a while after school on Friday and that other person sent over another message, leading him toward an old teaching building in a remote corner of the campus.