Fu Yu sent a WeChat message. He had also been helping out just now, and attached a string of candid photos of the two of them hugging.
[Fu Yu]: photo.jpg photo.jpg photo.jpg......
[Fu Yu]: "Brother Yi, your offensive is fierce! Did you actually succeed???"
[Fu Yu]: "Tsk tsk tsk, look at that utterly smitten expression of yours."
He Yi didn't have time to reply to him. He tapped and saved them one by one, and even created a separate album just for them.
This period was a study hall. Qin Jiujiu had bought quite a lot of study materials earlier at the school bookstore—covering all three grades of high school—so many that they couldn't even fit in her desk cubby. Recently, she had even stacked a pile of them right between the two of them to block each other's view.
She didn't need them anymore now, so He Yi packed them all up for her. He compressed his own desk space down to just a few books, and arranged all of Qin Jiujiu's remaining books across the rest of the surface, holding them in place with pink bookends. It looked as though Qin Jiujiu had completely taken over his territory.
Leaning in the corner against the back wall, Qin Jiujiu watched him tidy up in a daze. This perspective felt a bit novel; if she just lowered herself slightly and looked over, the teenager's straight and upright figure would fill her entire field of vision, like a bronze wall and iron bastion wrapping her securely in the corner.Her gaze started on his industrious hands; she knew all too well how large and strong they were, and remembered the rough, calloused friction mixed with sweat and slippery moisture. Her heart raced, forcing her to tear her eyes away. She looked up at his prominent Adam's apple, only to picture that bone sliding up and down against her skin, leaving her breathless...
She continued looking up to find the young man's straight bridge of nose, his sharp, deep brows and eyes, and a profile beginning to show a wild edge...
He Yi suddenly turned and reached out to cover her eyes, warning her in a hoarse voice: "Qin Jiujiu, don't look at me like that, I can't take it..."
When he let go, their eyes met, and both clearly saw the longing in each other's eyes.
001, watching from the System Space, blushed bright red. Its ethereal body spun around in excitement a few times, and it couldn't help exclaiming, "Ooh, are these two little newbies finally going to start dating?"
The commotion during the big break had caused quite a stir, and the news spread like wildfire among the private gossip circles of the senior students, with messages constantly popping up across various WeChat group chats.The photos were soon sent to the phone of Xu Duodu in Class 10. Xu Duodu repeatedly zoomed in on the pictures of He Yi carrying someone out of the restroom, her expression growing increasingly ugly. She had chased after He Yi for a full three years, and she had never seen him smile like that. That smile made one's imagination run wild; Xu Duodu even felt a jealous urge to wonder if they had just done it in there!
He had only transferred here a few days ago! What a shameless bitch!
She flipped back to the reasons for Qin Jiujiu's transfer that she had investigated previously. Originally, hindered by the recent rumors that the other girl's family had money and power, she hadn't dared to offend her rashly. Who would have thought that after transferring to Qingshui No. 1 High School, she still wouldn't behave, directly touching her inverse scale!
She switched to a burner account on the online forum, edited the reasons for Qin Jiujiu's transfer into a post, and published it. Then she sent the link to her girlfriends' group chat, asking them to help bump it up.
At noon, He Yi accompanied Qin Jiujiu to the cafeteria every step of the way, swiping Qin Jiujiu's meal card. Seeing the meal card balance of over 8,000 yuan, He Yi finally set his mind at ease.
Sitting side by side, He Yi asked Qin Jiujiu for her phone.
Qin Jiujiu placed her phone between the two of them, and watched as He Yi nimbly opened her WeChat. He even paused when he saw the main interface, and whatever he thought of, his finger tapping the screen was slightly trembling.
With trembling fingers, he added himself back as a friend.
He Yi was practically being driven crazy by stimulation day after day. He looked at the desolate four friend chat boxes in her WeChat: himself, Fu Yu, Cheng Boyan who had eaten with them that day, and Liu Qing—just four people in total.
Unlike him, whose WeChat messages were always 99+.
So, not a single person contacted her. How had she spent her time after transferring here?
Eating alone, going to the restroom alone, and even when returning to her maternal grandmother's house on the weekends, living alone.
Oh, right, she didn't even have money to buy snacks, clothes, or things she wanted.
He couldn't help recalling whether she had been sick these past few days.
The moment he thought of that last scenario, he wanted to destroy the earth!
Qin Jiujiu had no idea he was torturing himself with his own imagination.
She was just pondering whether this counted as having started a relationship, when she saw He Yi save each other's phone numbers in the contacts, and then use WeChat to send her a class schedule.
"My schedule is different from other people's; it has training times and locations on it. If you need me for anything, just call me."
Qin Jiujiu enlarged it to take a look, and then she heard He Yi lean in close to her ear, saying fiercely: "From now on, you are not allowed to block me on WeChat, you hear me?"Her eyelashes fluttered, and she heard him continue: "If you block me again, I'll punish you by... no... longer... letting... you... touch... me..."
Qin Jiujiu's eyelashes trembled even more violently. Out of pure rage!
She! The supreme Heavenly Dao! Was actually being manipulated by a mere Evil God!
After lunch, He Yi took her to the supermarket to buy a carton of chocolate milk. Seeing her curled up in his seat, sipping it in tiny little sips, he felt utterly satisfied no matter how he looked at her!
He Yi had a training session in the afternoon, but he dragged his feet, reluctant to leave. Qin Jiujiu glanced at him: "Don't you have a class?"
He Yi propped his head in his hand and said listlessly, "Don't want to go."
Qin Jiujiu looked up and met his gaze for a moment, then couldn't help reaching out to touch his fluffy short hair: "Be a good boy, don't act like a little puppy, go do what you're supposed to do."
Seeing that He Yi was still pouting with low spirits, Qin Jiujiu thought about it—since they were going to date anyway, she didn't mind spoiling him a little first: "Tell me, is there a chance that if I want to, I would prioritize accommodating you?"
He Yi left with a thoroughly pleased smile, and before leaving, he didn't forget to send a WeChat message to Fu Yu.
[He Yi]: ClassSchedule.jpg
[He Yi]: I'm going to training, help me keep an eye on things, call me if anything happens.
Fu Yu already had He Yi's class schedule from before, so upon receiving another reminder, what was there not to understand? It was just that right at this moment, there was a new post about Qin Jiujiu, and the scoop was quite a big deal. He hadn't figured out how to tell He Yi yet, so he could only reply with an OK sticker first. Fu Yu felt like the number of times he sighed was increasing lately—sigh, it's tough!
By the time evening self-study ended, Qin Jiujiu received a WeChat message.
[He Yi]: Waiting for you downstairs, walking you back to the dorm.
Qin Jiujiu: ......
She really didn't understand what there was to walk her back for when the dorm was literally a straight line two hundred meters away.
The night was dark, and the place was far from quiet.
As she passed by a small grove of trees, Qin Jiujiu was caught completely off guard as someone shoved her from behind against a tree trunk.
It was that familiar posture of being pressed tightly against the back.
There were no streetlights in this area, and the surroundings were pitch black. With all her senses concentrated on her back, the sense of oppression was exceptionally intense.
Suppressing her anger, Qin Jiujiu whispered through gritted teeth: "He Yi, don't push your luck!"
He Yi let out a muffled laugh. If it weren't for the fact that she was starting to tremble again, he might actually have been bluffed by her.He stepped back a little, opened a tube of medicated ointment for promoting blood circulation and relieving stasis that he carried with him, squeezed half of it onto his hand, and said, "Don't tremble, let me put some ointment on you."
A pair of large hands reached in from beneath the hem of her clothes. Qin Jiujiu stood stiffly, holding onto the tree trunk, feeling the warm palm of the other person gently massaging circles into her waist and back. Unclear whether it was applying medicine or flirting, her gaze began to go blank again.
He Yi felt somewhat unsatisfied. He switched places with her, holding her in his arms face-to-face, took a deep breath of the intoxicating fragrance emanating from her, and continued kneading with his hand until he was finally content.
The two of them felt their body temperatures rising, holding each other tighter and tighter involuntarily. Suddenly, the faint rustling sound of someone moving around came from nearby, followed by the ambiguous smacking sound of saliva being exchanged.
Realizing that someone nearby was doing something illicit, He Yi's body stiffened, and his movements paused. A surge of heat gathered from his limbs and bones, his body clamoring to press her toward that direction while his will kept struggling.
To make matters worse, the person in his arms refused to stay still. Trembling with a pair of small hands like a stealthy little mouse, she tentatively slipped in from beneath the hem of his clothes and, mimicking his actions, massaged and pinched his waist.Damn it! He was going to kill her!
He slammed on the brakes just in time, pulled her a bit further away, steadied his nerves, and then leaned down to find her ear, asking the second question of the night: "Pervert, do you like me?"
The boy's voice was husky, rough yet full of desire.
Qin Jiujiu remained silent, floating on air, completely overwhelmed by the boy's natural scent.
Good grief, she had never been drawn to anyone like this before. Given her limited understanding of romance, she honestly wasn't sure if this physiological attraction counted as affection in the conventional sense.
He Yi laughed out of exasperation. Fine, so she was playing hard to get, huh? If this didn't count as liking him, he might as well change his last name to hers. With that thought, he made a move to pull those two guilty-looking little hands away, while biting her ear and speaking with a hint of menace: "Not talking, are you?"
The young woman, looking as though she had been bullied to her absolute limit, anxiously stood on tiptoe and declared right into his ear: "I d-do, I like you!"
With that, as if to claim ownership, she gripped his clothes even tighter.
The boy's eyes shone startlingly bright in the dark. Silently, proudly, he smiled.