Chapter 35.1 – It Hurts A Little

In the old teaching building, in a long abandoned classroom that was now used as a storage room, where the desks and chairs were scattered around messily.

As soon as one pushed through the door, they would be greeted by the stench of decay.

There were cobwebs in the corners of the walls, and the dust was thick and heavy.

“Tch, Brother Ci, he’s here.”

There were three tall boys seated at the desks, the same ones who’d made trouble for Song Yu on the first day of school. Black T-shirt, Shaved Head, and a guy with three rows of earrings called Jiang Xiu.

Wang Ci had originally been playing with his cell phone. He set it down when he heard them and turned around.

His features were naturally gloomy and there was a trace of a smile between his eyebrows that seemed to say he would definitely get what he wanted. It was dark and evil, “Oh hey, the school grass is here.”

The two words, ‘school grass’, were spoken in an extremely ambiguous tone, and his gaze seemed to want to stick itself to Xie Sui’s body.

When Xie Sui stepped inside, he closed the door behind himself very politely and smiled, “Yeah, I’ve made you wait.”

His reaction, which was nothing like that of a normal person, confused the others who were in the classroom.

Wang Ci narrowed his eyes and stood up, “Do you know what I called you here for?”

Xie Sui’s expression remained unchanged. He smiled, “Tell me, I’ll listen.”

Wang Ci looked him over for a long time, then said vaguely, “Xie Sui, I quite like you.”

Xie Sui was calm and elegant, “Thank you.”

Wang Ci’s beady eyes stared at him in silence.

Jiang Xiu had already stepped to the side and started recording with his cell phone.

They had been hanging out with Wang Ci for so long, how could they not know what he was thinking? As long as they recorded a video, Xie Sui would be within their grasp.

With this leverage in their hands, he could be bullied however they liked in the future.

Who would think of it?

Jiang Xiu adjusted the angle, the corners of his mouth curving upwards. It seemed that this Jingcheng No.1 High School’s iceberg was easy to mess with. No way, something so fun, he had to share it with everyone.

Wang Ci came forward, “I just knew that you would come if i took that photo. I’ve been too lazy to come to school these past few days and was bored at home, so I investigated your life.”

He came close to Xie Sui’s side and spoke in a low voice, “I heard that your mother sold herself?”

He laughed, “It’s no wonder that you’re also so attractive, so spirited.”

Xie Sui listened to these words and dropped his gaze. His expression was still calm and light. Combined with his impeccable facial features, his temperament was one of cold abstinence.

Wang Ci felt his brain heat up, “You should know, your grandmother is getting old. If she encounters some random accidents, it’s possible that she’ll be gone just like that. Last time, when you sided with Song Yu against me, I didn’t get angry. He’s just a poor relative of the Meng Family who can’t be shown to the public, acting like a bully under the protection of someone powerful. Killing him off would be quite easy for me.”

He reached out his hand, wanting to touch Xie Sui’s face. His smile was extremely greasy, “It’s fine if you want your deskmate and grandmother to be safe. If you let me play with you for a month, I’ll…”

Wang Ci was unable to say the words that came after. His beady eyes widened.

His hand had been stabbed by a fruit knife.

Xie Sui’s lips held a trace of a smile, unusually chilly. There was a sheet of iciness at the bottom of his eyes.

His fingers were long and slender, and his actions wielding the knife were sharp and elegant.

“Aaahhhhhh––”

For a moment, Wang Ci’s scream rang out throughout the classroom.

Xie Sui dropped the knife, then picked up the desk beside him and hit the loudly screaming Wang Ci over the head with it, smashing him to the ground.

Wang Ci held his hand, eyes appallingly wide, but the pain had made him delirious as he rolled on the ground, his words coming out intermittently.

“Xie Sui, you, you want to die.”

Xie Sui spoke lightly, “You should be glad that I don’t have a gun in my hand right now.”

These developments had happened too quickly, so the others hadn’t quite reacted to it.

Xie Sui, however, had already strode forward and snatched the cell phone from Jiang Xiu’s hands, pressing the pause button. He smiled briefly. His voice was understated, but listening to it made one’s scalp go numb, “That’s enough recording.”

Jiang Xiu was stunned silly, “You…”

Xie Sui had originally wanted to transfer the video to himself as a backup. Unexpectedly, it was open at the interface where Jiang Xiu had sent messages to Song Yu.

He had already memorized Song Yu’s number and wouldn’t be wrong about it.

Jiang Xiu had taken a few pictures of Wang Ci from behind. From this point of view, it seemed like Wang Ci had bad intentions, and that Xie Sui himself was about to be bullied.

The text messages were also filled with malice.

[ Do you see that? This is what happens when you offend Brother Ci ]

Xie Sui’s fingers paused. A while later, he laughed quietly and tossed the cell phone back to Jiang Xiu, “You’ve actually managed to do a good thing.”

*

Shushan Building, rooftop.

Gao Feng was enraged, “You’re f*cking taking advantage of laozi!”

After Song Yu finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment, thinking about who wanted to be his husband.

“Can you not talk so much nonsense?”

A math paper, an English paper, and a diary essay were still waiting for him.

Gao Feng had been waiting for this opportunity to show off. How could he let this fight happen so easily? He rotated his wrists, “What’s the hurry? I’ve fought so many times, but this is the first time that so many people are watching. So many spectators squeezed themselves into the building to watch, we can’t just be perfunctory. Since you’ve brought people, and I’ve brought people, it’s better to be polite first. Let’s not use weapons like knives and sticks. How about a fight with bare hands?”

Song Yu’s eyes swept around them, then he sneered, “I recall that I came up to become your father.” He took a step forward, “I think that as long as you shout daddy, it’ll be over.”

Gao Feng was very angry at his contemptuous attitude, and his expression grew cruel, “You’re dreaming!”

Song Yu: “Oh, wanna bet?”

Gao Feng glared.

Song Yu had already come forward. He didn’t make any fancy moves, simply reaching out and grabbing his collar directly. Poor Gao Feng, a burly youth, hadn’t yet responded when he was pulled forward by his clothing. The collar around his neck tightened, and breathing became very difficult. Gao Feng’s face turned red, and his eyes widened, “You––”

He reached out to pry apart Song Yu’s fingers, but Song Yu’s strength was shocking, and he couldn’t shake him off at all.

When he thought back to the last time at the basketball court, Gao Feng finally realized that Song Yu’s actions at the time hadn’t been a fluke. His eyes started to show dawning fear, “What are you trying to do.”

Song Yu held on to his clothing and dragged him forward.

The others on the rooftop platform were also stunned and dumbfounded, but the fight had started off as a duel between the two people.

Gao Feng’s followers wanted to go up and help but were stopped by Ma Xiaoding––

When their Brother Yu was performing handsomely, these idle people should step back and wait.

Ma Xiaoding: “What are you so anxious for, little fellow? We’ll have you see what a real school bully is like.”

The Shushan Building roof was fenced, but the fence wasn’t high. The school was afraid of accidents happening and had strictly prohibited students from coming up, but was unable to stop students at this lively and active age from regarding this place as the holy land of love.

The corner of the rooftop was piled up with some wood that was left over from a previous construction session and hadn’t yet been dealt with.

Song Yu dragged Gao Feng along, jumped up to stand on the boards, then bowed his head and laughed coldly, “Do you love to show off so much?”

Gao Feng stared at him. His throat was being strangled and he had no chance to do anything at all.

The Yude Building was across from the Shushan Building, and a row of melon eating onlookers were watching from the corridor of the sixth floor.

The ones raising their cell phone and pointing the camera their way were also confused by this scene.

Song Yu had also dragged Gao Feng up to the boards. The board was a little higher than the fence, and standing there and looking down gave one a view from six stories up in the sky. It was so exciting that it made people’s vision grow dark.

Gao Feng’s legs were about to go soft.

Song Yu was determined to teach this brat a lesson today. He patted him on the shoulder, then pointed to the other side, “Do you see the audience over there? Their cell phones are all pointed at you. Don’t you like the attention? Come on, say ‘hi’.”

The group of people in Yude Building: “……”

They wanted to laugh, but when they looked at Gao Feng’s tragically pale face, they also couldn’t laugh because he really looked damned miserable.

How could he really say ‘hi’!

Gao Feng’s surname might be Gao, but it didn’t mean he wasn’t afraid of heights1!

In fact, if he was a little more careful, he would find that Song Yu’s line of sight never dropped down. He stood very steadily, but his mouth was begging for a beating, “Don’t do that, brother, give the camera a smile.”

Gao Feng couldn’t resist flaring up, “Song Yu!”

He wanted to fight back, but this space was too small and dangerous, and he didn’t dare to make any big moves.

After that, the little bit of resistance he’d come up with became useless. When Song Yu pulled him forward by the collar, his face directly facing the empty air, one glance already made Gao Feng’s chest feel stuffy, and he was almost scared to death.

Song Yu chuckled, “You specifically asked me to fight here, so I thought you liked high places.”

Gao Feng was really about to be scared to death, “I was wrong, I was wrong! Ahhhh! Brat, don’t let go! Don’t let go!”

Song Yu smiled a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, “Do I have to remind you what you need to call out now?”

The feeling of having his life hanging on a thread made his scalp go numb.

Gao Feng closed his eyes and yelled, “Daddy, daddy, daddy!”

Everyone on the roof had their mouths open so wide that duck eggs could be stuffed inside. Yude Building was filled with even more screams, phone camera flashes going off one by one.

Song Yu jumped back, dragging the Gao Feng whose soul had been scared out of his body back with him.

He’d wanted to wrap things up quickly, and this was the fastest way. He turned on his cell phone, wanting to see what time it was, but then saw that he’d received a message from a stranger.

Under normal circumstances, any messages he received from strangers on his cell phone was never good news.

He clicked in. Sure enough.

There were two photos, both of Wang Ci and Xie Sui.

In the first photo, Wang Ci was seated in a chair with his legs spread wide, and Xie Sui’s head was bowed, looking very stoic.

In the second one, Wang Ci was reaching out a hand to touch Xie Sui, blocking Xie Sui’s expression.

However, Song Yu was about to explode from anger thanks to the gaps his brain had filled in for him!

His deskmate!

His deskmate, who was aloof from the rest of the world, and kind and gentle all the way down to his bones!

He was currently being humiliated by a bastard like Wang Ci right now!

Chapter 35.2 – It Hurts A Little

After cursing, Song Yu directly made his way downstairs.

But he hadn’t expected that Gao Feng, who’d just pretended to be his son, would refuse to acknowledge his defeat and turned against him as soon as he recovered.

After losing face in front of the entire school, he felt both ashamed and angry.  He charged up, then directly held onto Song Yu’s leg, wanting to tackle him to the ground.

“Laozi isn’t done with you today!”

“Get lost.”

Song Yu didn’t have time to pay attention to him anymore. He mercilessly kicked him away.

Gao Feng covered his stomach, rolling on the ground. He roared at his little followers, “What are you guys doing! Avenge me! Are you going to let him go so easily today?!”

A group of people all charged up one after another, but Song Yu’s face was livid and impatient and he didn’t even look back as he dealt with the crowd of people, his actions cruel and cool, with no hesitation or delay. He wore white clothing and black trousers, and his hair wasn’t even mussed up despite the strenuous exercise.

The girls in the corridor all screamed shrilly, but this handsome big brother who’d taken down so many all on his own had no time to pay attention to them. He took the stairs two at a time and went downstairs in a hurry.

There was another flurry of activity in the thread [Decisive battle at Shushan Peak].

[ … Sorry, Big K’s cell phone almost dropped just now. Next, I’d like to review some of the events that happened just now. Song Yu grabbed Gao Feng, and Gao Feng shouted out daddy. Gao Feng was unsatisfied with the result, and went to challenge Song Yu again, but Gao Feng was beaten up and Gao Feng’s little followers couldn’t watch on anymore, going up to fight against Song Yu in a group. Gao Feng’s little followers were then beaten up, too. ]

The replies.

[ ???? ]

[ … Am I f*cking blind? So Song Yu, who looks like such a weak chicken, is actually such a fierce character? ]

[ Ahhhh! I can testify! And he admitted it, he admitted that he’s Brother Yu! ] 

[  He’s gone now, and he was just as handsome when he was leaving. I’m so happy wuwuwuwu ]

[ Am I the only one who cares about those people who said they’d give away their first time? ]

The style of the thread ended with a wave of roaring and flailing!

[ No way, ahhhhh, wuwuwu no way, people who are in Shushan Building, f*cking run quickly––the teaching director is heading over! ]

Jingcheng No.1 High’s teaching director had always been known as the extermination master. He was cold and emotionless, and those who were caught by him couldn’t escape being ‘spoken to’ beneath the national flag. Of course, the most excessive thing was that he would call the students’ parents over for any small mistakes, and if the parents were out of town, he could remain on the phone with them for three hours.

The crowd of girls in Shushan Building all sucked in breaths of cold air, put away their cell phones, and quickly ran downstairs.

However, the teaching director had done a very good job. He’d taken a key with him and directly locked the door, then picked up a loudspeaker and yelled up at them from below.

“You bunch of bunnies upstairs! I’ve already locked the door! None of you should even think about getting away!”

“Not going home on Friday? Watching a brawl here? Ha. How about calling your parents and asking them to come pick you up. I’ll let one go for every parent that comes!”

Everyone in the building: “……”

Wuwuwu.

Song Yu had run to the second floor when the teaching director arrived. His voice was so loud that he could hear every word clearly, and as soon as he heard that they’d have to call their parents, Song Yu felt a headache coming on and frowned. What a mess.

Several girls were crowded together in the same corridor as him. Seeing that he was fidgety and impatient, they stuttered and suggested, “B-b-b-brother Yu, if you’re in a hurry, you can jump down from the classroom window on the far left.”

His biggest problem had just been solved. Song Yu glanced at the girl who’d spoken and smiled happily, “Thanks.”

He was born good looking, the clean, clear, and high-spirited type of youth. When he smiled, his eyes shone like a river of stars, lighting up the narrow, dark corridor of the old building.

“No… no need for thanks.”

The girls blushed, crazily overjoyed.

They followed him over, standing in the corridor of the second floor and poking their bodies out through the window to watch.

They watched the figure of the teenager jump down from the window, his actions fluid, cool, and handsome.

“Aaahhhhhh!”

But their screams were accompanied by the teaching director’s loudspeaker as he roared in a fit of rage.

“That window jumper over there, do you think I’m blind?! You really don’t think much of me! What class are you from! Give me your name right now!”

Song Yu had already jumped down onto the lawn. He ignored the sound of the teacher’s loudspeaker, dug through his memories for the teaching building, and ran south.

The teaching director was in a frenzied rage, “You’re done for! If I don’t catch you today, my surname won’t be Tian!”

Song Yu was young and energetic, and his legs were long. He soon got rid of the teacher.

Finally, the teaching building came into view.

He took a shortcut and didn’t go through the main entrance, but it was close enough. The abandoned classroom was on the first floor, and there was a window facing him.

Beside it was a wall covered in ivy.

Song Yu was very anxious. He didn’t bother thinking about anything else as he climbed up to the edge of the window, slapping at it with his hands, “Xie Sui! Xie Sui! are you in there?”

Xie Sui was seated on the desk, waiting for Song Yu.

The floor inside the classroom was filled with fallen people.

He’d stabbed a few more times afterwards, and Wang Ci’s hand was probably going to be useless.

He was no stranger to this classroom.

There were many things that had happened in Jingcheng that he’d forgotten over the years. He needed to go to a specific place to remember things bit by bit.

For example, the wall at the back entrance to the middle school with its shocking red handwriting was during a dark and gloomy period of humiliating years.

For example, this room.

In his previous life, he’d also been blocked here by Wang Ci and his requests had been even crazier. But at the time, his hand had been injured during the summer vacation, and it wasn’t as stable in a fight as it was now. He’d harmed himself worse while hurting others, and by the time Wang Ci and his group fell to the ground, his own body had been covered in wounds, his school uniform stained with a lot of blood.

The heavy dust and dim lighting. It was filled with nausea that clogged the throat.

The main door was locked, so he’d also jumped out of the window.

However, he’d been too confused and his mentality had collapsed at the time, and when he jumped down from the window, that moment of weightlessness that he felt had made him feel that suicide would be a good choice.

The lonely and desperate fifteen year old.

When Xie Sui came back to his senses when he heard Song Yu slapping against the window and lowered his gaze to dispel the darkness.

He jumped off the desk, went to the window, and opened it.

“Xie Sui!”

Song Yu was almost about to break the glass to enter. Unexpectedly, Xie Sui opened up the window for him and, all of a sudden, his eyes lit up.

The wind from outside blew away the dreary, decaying atmosphere in the classroom. Song Yu smelled like laundry detergent, fresh and bright.

Xie Sui was stunned for a moment. He looked at him, half crouched on the window, the brilliant sunset behind him.

And there was also the teaching director, who was still hollering and swearing as he rushed over.

The noisy world, real, fresh youth.

Song Yu saw his soulless appearance and made up a bunch of things in his mind. He made himself angry and jumped in from the window, “Where’s that stupid fool, Wang Ci! I’m going to beat him up today until his mother doesn’t recognize him!”

Xie Sui came back to his senses and smiled as he pulled him back, “It’s okay, I’ve already dealt with it.”

Indeed, if Xie Sui wasn’t hurt, then ten Wang Ci’s weren’t enough to fight against him.

But Song Yu was still angry.

His line of sight suddenly landed on the blood on Xie Sui’s hand, and his eyes widened abruptly.

“Damn, why are you bleeding?! Does it hurt?”

It was other people’s blood.

How could it hurt.

But when he looked at Song Yu’s anxious and worried appearance, Xie Sui’s eyelashes trembled. He barely managed to pull out a wan smile, along with the fatigue he’d patiently suppressed for a long time.

He spoke in a hoarse voice.

“It hurts.”

Song Yu was now too distracted to deal with the fool Wang Ci, saying anxiously, “Then, let’s go to the clinic first!”

The teaching director was panting for breath as he rushed over. He hadn’t seen Song Yu, but in this corner of the school, there was only this one building.

The teaching director held up his loudspeaker and roared from outside, “Do you think that I won’t be able to do anything to you if you keep hiding inside?! Are you coming out or not?  I’ll lock the gates if you don’t come out and let you stay there all night!”

Song Yu cursed.

Xie Sui smiled as he looked at him, “You don’t want to get caught?”

Song Yu: “This person’s going to call the parents.”

Xie Sui: “Did he see your face?”

Song Yu was quite confident about this point. He straightened up his chest, “No, I snuck out and only showed him my handsome back figure.”

Xie Sui suppressed his laughter, “In that case, we’ll go straight over the wall.”

He picked up his school uniform jacket from the desk. His long leg stretched up and he jumped up to the window.

Song Yu gritted his teeth hatefully as he glanced at Wang Ci, who was still groaning and moaning on the ground, “You’re letting him go just like that?”

Xie Sui extended his hand to him and smiled, “If you want to deal with him, I’ll certainly accompany you.”

Song Yu was indeed worried about his injury.

However.

“… You look more like a gangster when you jump out of the window than I do.”

Xie Sui’s lips curved, “It’s a talent.”

After jumping outside with him, Song Yu finally noticed that something wasn’t right, “Ah, didn’t you say that it hurts? Why do you look like you’re fine?”

Xie Sui smiled briefly. Wasn’t it easy to pretend to be an injured person?

His face paled, and he gave a muffled moan after taking two steps forward.

Song Yu’s expression changed swiftly and he came up to help him.

Xie Sui’s arm curved around Song Yu’s waist in an action that seemed weak and dependent.

Song Yu was nervous, “Are you alright?”

Xie Sui took advantage of this moment to act a little coquettish. He leaned in close to his ear and laughed in a low voice, “It hurts a bit.”

… This child’s waist was really thin.