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nEditor: SimoB

nZhuo Junli had indeed seen Tong Xinyu.

nTo be precise, it was because he saw Tong Xinyu that he gave away the red string right then and there, instead of back at the dormitory like he had planned.

nAs he had hoped, Shi Qing’s red string was also on his wrist.

nOn the way back, while the two of them didn’t hold hands or do anything else, they did huddle close together.

nUnder the streetlights, the long shadows cast by their slender legs seemed to blend together as they walked past.

nThey walked through the small path around the school.

nThey passed by the track in the front as well.

nThey climbed up the stairs together.

nFinally, they arrived at the dormitory and took a shower.

nWith the same scent of body wash covering them both, they nestled into bed together to…

n–To go over the textbook.

nShi Qing recited, and Zhuo Junli listened.

nThe house was air-conditioned and warm. Both of them were in their pajamas and sitting up on the bed.

nNeither Shi Qing nor Zhuo Junli had any books in their hands. Those were under their pillows.

nAfter all, if Shi Qing needed to memorize the textbook, Zhuo Junli could recite it word for word.

nSo the school bully just leaned on him, with his long legs pressing down on Zhuo Junli’s body wantonly.

nHe could feel the other’s body heat.

nHe especially felt something from the red string that he gave him.

nIt was a very different feeling.

nThe simple little string with a simple weave was enough to settle his heart when it was around his wrist.

nZhuo Junli, at least, had never felt this way before.

nBecause Shi Qing was lying almost diagonally on the bed, his head rested naturally on Zhuo Junli’s lap.

nWhen the school bully did this kind of action, it seemed more like he was marking his territory.

nThe youth’s hand fell on Shi Qing’s hair, gently massaging the back of his head as he recited.

nThis was Zhuo Junli’s unique relaxation method. In order to maintain his grades, he used to practise the routine of an immortal for a while, waking up at 5:30 but going to sleep at 1:00.

nThe back of his head would be swollen from a lack of sleep and the long hours of concentration. Although he was always very tired, he couldn’t sleep.

nOnly by massaging the back of his head could he relax.

nBut now, after he moved into this two-person room, Shi Qing forced him to go to bed early every night after doing his homework. He also cuddled with him sleepily in the morning. Zhuo Junli’s old immortal routine has been shelved for a long time.

nShi Qing laid comfortably in the youth’s lap, being massaged. He yawned while holding onto Zhuo Junli’s other hand and unconsciously played with the red string on his wrist.

nThe hand that the school bully used to fondle him with was the one wearing his red string. Their white skin contrasted sharply with the blood-red strings.

n“My teacher said that too. Do you know who was born first that year? That is the- um…what came after that?”

nZhuo Junli softly continued.

n“’That is the reason why there is no divide between the noble and the lowly or between the young and the old. Where the Dao lives, so does the teacher.’ This passage means that one shouldn’t dismiss a teacher based on his age or his position in society. As long as he has knowledge to impart he can be considered a worthy teacher. It’s easier to memorize if you understand the meaning.”

nShi Qing tilted his head and turned around to lay on his back in Zhuo Junli’s arms. He looked up at him with a wicked smile. “Does that mean you can be considered my teacher?”

nZhuo Junli looked at him.

nThe school bully’s eyes were beautiful. There were stars sparkling in them when he smiled like that.

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nZhuo Junli’s mouth curled up on its own.

n“You could say that.”

nShi Qing’s smile widened.

n“Then aren’t we in a student-teacher relationship?”

nZhuo Junli’s smile remained unchanged.

n“Yes. That too.”

nShi Qing called out provocatively.

n“Teacher~”

nWith a raised eyebrow, he got up and slowly lay down on the youth, grabbing his collar to make him lower his head slightly.

nZhuo Junli was half sitting against the wall. Even though Shi Qing grabbed his collar to pull his head down, he still had to look up to meet his eyes.

nThe school bully’s eyes were bright. He lifted his wrist mischievously and turned the red string on his hand.

n“Are you really giving this string to me?”

nZhuo Junli also raised his own hand and gently placed his red string next to Shi Qing’s.

n“Are you afraid?”

n“Afraid?!”

nThe school bully raised his eyebrows, as domineering and wanton as ever: “What do I have to be afraid of?”

nZhuo Junli laughed.

nWhen a beauty laughed, everything seemed to light up.

nThe beautiful top student said, “I’m not afraid either.”

nHe was confident that he would one day stand at the pinnacle where no one would laugh at him anymore.

nHe was also confident that he could protect Shi Qing then.

nHe stretched his hand out slowly and held the hand next to him, interlocking his fingers with Shi Qing’s.

nHis eyes were also bright. Light brown irises gazed deeply at the person in front of him.

n“Let’s go to the same university. Then we can still live together.”

n“I was thinking that too.”

nShi Qing replied quickly, acting as if it was a matter of course.

n“Why else would I be working so hard?”

nZhuo Junli’s eyes were fixed on the person in front of him.

nThe youth lowered his head slowly and gently rubbed the tip of the school bully’s nose with his. His usually warm voice was filled with suppressed emotions.

n“You promised me, so you’re mine now.”

n“For the rest of your life. Only mine.”

nShi Qing encircled his neck with one hand. His eyes were also filled with possessiveness.

n“Good.”

n“You can only be mine for the rest of your life too.”

nDing! Zhuo Junli’s animosity value: 0

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nThe system bounced out in surprise again: The host is so great!! Ahhhhhh, Host I learned a new song! Do you want some music?!

nNot now.

nShi Qing looked at Zhuo Junli, who was lowering himself onto his body. He said with satisfaction, Tong, you should go learn more songs when the mosaics appear.

nThe system obediently left.

nZhuo Junli continued to press down.

nThe slender, good-looking hand slowly reached…

n–under the pillow.

nThe school bully: “???”

nThen, Shi Qing watched Zhuo Junli pull out a copy of “Wu San” from under his pillow.

nThe youth happily placed the book in front of his face , “Do the questions again before you go to bed. I’ll test you afterwards.”

n“With your current grades, it might still be hard to get into university. We have to eliminate any uncertainty!”

nHe was much more excited than usual. His eyes were bright.

nApparently, Shi Qing’s agreement to be with him and go to university together made him very happy.

n“Every morning from now on, you need to memorize your textbooks. You can do it while washing up. After tutoring the others in the afternoon, I’ll set aside half an hour to solidify your foundation. Same thing during dinner.”

nShi Qing: “…Wouldn’t that be too tiring? Especially for you, you’re already tired every day.”

nThe youth’s face was ecstatic. He leaned in affectionately and rubbed the tip of his nose.

n“I’m only tired occasionally. If you find it hard, just think about us going to university in the future. We’ll be in the same classrooms and dormitory and bed.”

nShi Qing: “…”

nWas it okay to point out that they were already in the same classrooms, dormitory and bed right now?

nSeeing that Zhuo Junli was serious, Shi Qing took “Wu San” from him with a blank expression.

nTong, come out and sing.

nThe System came out, confused: Host, where are the mosaics?

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nShi Qing: No mosaics today. Come sing, I’ll give you the lyrics.

nSystem: ?

nSystem: What song?

nShi Qing’s face was numb: The study song.

nSo, in the ambiguous night when the two confessed their desires to each other and entered into a relationship, accompanied by the System’s song–

nShi Qing did…

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nHomework!

nLate!

nInto!

nThe night!!!

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