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Chapter Two


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Huh? A ridiculously blank expression was definitely shown on my face, so he added, "Good thing I requested a leave of absence on your behalf, especially when it turns out you're perfectly alright!

"Just one drink in you and I come to find you hitting on a man. If you don't fix this problem of yours how am I supposed to deal with you, huh!" Lee pinched my nose, this made Zhou Wenyang smile, "I apologise for the inconvenience, this is just the way Xiao Jing is."


It finally came back to me, damn it. I thought he sounded familiar, but I didn't think too much of it then, but it's actually the guy who called me earlier today.

"I'm near-sighted, without a the glasses I won't be able to see the blackboard." He rubbed the space between his brows in distress, the 'at a loss' expression of his was very alluring.

"I'm near-sighted, without a the glasses I won't be able to see the blackboard." He rubbed the space between his brows in distress, the 'at a loss' expression of his was very alluring.

"The ones I wore last night were contacts." He replied honestly, wanting to grab my hand.

"I, on the contrary, don't like men at all." He hastily rushed to clean the glass in his hand.

I was left speechless.


"You're from South High too? Which class? What's your name?" I was taken aback that such a piece of eye-candy existed amongst that group of bookworms, who also managed to somehow escape my sights.

Chapter Two

I guess I was a bit drunk. Anyhow, I was still strong enough to boldly lean half of my body over the counter—towards him, and snatch my chance, "Then forget about the drink and let me have a kiss instead~~"

"Lin Jing, don't make a scene." He awkwardly dodged me. That expression of his was really cute.

I didn't have more than one glass, so even though my brain was a bit muddled, I was still not a imbecile. Unhappily, I lifted my head to face Lee, who was a head taller, complaining, "I am not…"

"Um~~ Your name~" Even at a time like this, I was still preoccupied with hitting on him.


The look revealed on his face lay somewhere between laughter and tears, "Lin Jing… I'm a third year, and I'm even your desk-mate."

But, such a thing was hardly a surprise, given the rate at which I even showed up at that school. Not to mention, that once I touched down on my seat, I'd just put my head down and sleep as per my usual habit. So not seeing the face of this desk-mate of mine, makes sense.


I was left speechless.

Those enchanting eyes of his peered at me like a viper's fixed on a toad.

N/A

Whistles erupted all around us, and I wanted to bite that man in anger. Lee tactfully released me, smiling that polite smile of his, "Darlin', we're both drunk so let's go back, okay?"

Oh no, it can't be because of those broken glasses and my manhandling, can it?

"Go… to… hell~!" I struggled to pull away from his hands as he got up, "Don't pull my uniform! I'm going to class!"


I tried really hard to sift through my memories. Was there really such a stunner sitting right beside me in that class? If so, then why was the only impression I have of him be one of that stiff, abstinence-inducing collar, and a huge pair of black-rimmed glasses.

"Meddlesome." I shrugged.

"Xiao Jing, what are you doing?" The arm reaching from behind to embrace me, lacking no shame whatsoever as it pulled me down from the countertop, belonged to Lee. "We should get going."

"I'm near-sighted, without a the glasses I won't be able to see the blackboard." He rubbed the space between his brows in distress, the 'at a loss' expression of his was very alluring.

Whistles erupted all around us, and I wanted to bite that man in anger. Lee tactfully released me, smiling that polite smile of his, "Darlin', we're both drunk so let's go back, okay?"

When I got to the school it still wasn't dismissed as yet, which was quite good. I swaggered into the classroom under many watchful eyes, took aim at the sole lone seat, then plopped my but down on to it. Um, don't go saying I'm really arrogant or something, because the truth is… I am actually a teensy bit worried—I may have entered the wrong classroom.


But, such a thing was hardly a surprise, given the rate at which I even showed up at that school. Not to mention, that once I touched down on my seat, I'd just put my head down and sleep as per my usual habit. So not seeing the face of this desk-mate of mine, makes sense.

"Xiao Jing, what are you doing?" The arm reaching from behind to embrace me, lacking no shame whatsoever as it pulled me down from the countertop, belonged to Lee. "We should get going."

"What?" That guy, who shamelessly refused to leave last night and so was put to sleep on the sofa by yours truly, absent-mindedly opened his eyes. He stared at me, earphones in ear, a smile soon lighting up his face at my wide open uniform jacket. Those very eyes remained glazed over for a couple more seconds before he revealed a surprised expression, "Xiao Jing, wearing that uniform makes you look more sensible~~~"

Oh no, it can't be because of those broken glasses and my manhandling, can it?


"Um~~ Your name~" Even at a time like this, I was still preoccupied with hitting on him.

The look revealed on his face lay somewhere between laughter and tears, "Lin Jing… I'm a third year, and I'm even your desk-mate."

"Isn't that the same for you?"

"Isn't that the same for you?"


"Zhuo Wenyang." The look on his face was not too nice, "You really didn't know?"

"What?" That guy, who shamelessly refused to leave last night and so was put to sleep on the sofa by yours truly, absent-mindedly opened his eyes. He stared at me, earphones in ear, a smile soon lighting up his face at my wide open uniform jacket. Those very eyes remained glazed over for a couple more seconds before he revealed a surprised expression, "Xiao Jing, wearing that uniform makes you look more sensible~~~"

"This wine has alcohol in it, you're not getting any more to drink, you'll get drunk."

Oh no, it can't be because of those broken glasses and my manhandling, can it?

"What?" I didn't turn around.

"Don't wanna~ I wanna chat with him~" I continued to giggle foolishly in Lee's arms. Sigh, I was aware of my low tolerance for alcohol before, but, I had never expected it to get even worse.


"Hey, hey…" I was so embarrassed, "I knew, I knew it, alright. I was only asking to confirm."

I was left speechless.


This crappy like of mine made him harshly wrinkle his brows, "You shouldn't be coming to a place this sort of place, you know that right? Minors aren't allowed to enter."

"Isn't that the same for you?"

"Lin Jing, don't make a scene." He awkwardly dodged me. That expression of his was really cute.

"You're lying, you didn't have these last night." I hung the glasses by my pinky over his head, calmly spinning them around.


"Isn't that the same for you?"

Putting my book bag down, I flashed the most brilliant smile I had to the teacher whose spirit had not yet returned, at my arrival, proceeding to compliantly pull the earphones out of my ears and put them back inside my backpack. If this were another teacher, I would not have been so obedient, but the one up there, named Ouyang XiwenT/n: Ouyang's given name, Xi = to hope/admire; Wen = fame., was the only exception. He was one of South High's newest English Teachers, and even someone as out of the loop like me knew about him. His name was not the cause of his fame, though he was said to be one of South High's exotic beauties among the faculty, but rather due to his face being a carbon copy of our class' Qian Zhi.

"That's right, I'm gay. I only like men…" I maintained a natural and poised demeanour, "especially the ones such as yourself."

"Mm." Done with my admiration of the handsome guy displaying his talents up in front, my focus then turned to the one sitting beside me revealing not one ounce of his own gifts on that form of his, "Those ugly-ass glasses are really killing the view."


"I'm an adult. Plus, I just mix the drinks. What are you doing here?" He looked all around the bar, "Could it be that you're…"

"Lin Jing, don't make a scene." He awkwardly dodged me. That expression of his was really cute.


"That's right, I'm gay. I only like men…" I maintained a natural and poised demeanour, "especially the ones such as yourself."

I didn't have more than one glass, so even though my brain was a bit muddled, I was still not a imbecile. Unhappily, I lifted my head to face Lee, who was a head taller, complaining, "I am not…"

"Lin Jing, don't make a scene." He awkwardly dodged me. That expression of his was really cute.

Hm… if only all of South High's teachers were as fine as him.

I quietly relished in the beauty of the half of his face lucky enough to escape those huge and torturous frames, exposing an expression akin to a lecherous wolf.

Ten minutes later I dressed myself to perfection then left for the living room. Holding a slice of bread in my mouth and a mug of juice I got from the refrigerator in my hand, I then stepped on the gut of the aggrieved man who slept curled up on the sofa, "Lee, I'm going to school, okay~~"


Maybe the poor lighting was behind my misconception, but it seemed as if he had blushed.

"Um~~ Your name~" Even at a time like this, I was still preoccupied with hitting on him.

When I woke up the next day, I saw that the alarm clock was stopped at nine in the morning, I rolled over to draw open the curtains nearby, which were just a bit dirty, in order to let the sunlight in. It had been quite a while since I woke up early like this~ In bed, my four limbs spread wide in a stretch, a stretch I found quite beautiful, before the sudden feeling of boredom took hold. What was I going to do today? Originally I had planned to make Lee take me out for a ride in that flashy car of his, but~~~

"Mm." Done with my admiration of the handsome guy displaying his talents up in front, my focus then turned to the one sitting beside me revealing not one ounce of his own gifts on that form of his, "Those ugly-ass glasses are really killing the view."


"I, on the contrary, don't like men at all." He hastily rushed to clean the glass in his hand.

When I woke up the next day, I saw that the alarm clock was stopped at nine in the morning, I rolled over to draw open the curtains nearby, which were just a bit dirty, in order to let the sunlight in. It had been quite a while since I woke up early like this~ In bed, my four limbs spread wide in a stretch, a stretch I found quite beautiful, before the sudden feeling of boredom took hold. What was I going to do today? Originally I had planned to make Lee take me out for a ride in that flashy car of his, but~~~

"Xiao Jing, what are you doing?" The arm reaching from behind to embrace me, lacking no shame whatsoever as it pulled me down from the countertop, belonged to Lee. "We should get going."

Ten minutes later I dressed myself to perfection then left for the living room. Holding a slice of bread in my mouth and a mug of juice I got from the refrigerator in my hand, I then stepped on the gut of the aggrieved man who slept curled up on the sofa, "Lee, I'm going to school, okay~~"


"Don't be so nervous, I'm an exclusive bottom. So even if I did fancy you, it's very unlikely that I'd be the one holding you, yeah?" I beamed, playing with the drink in my hand, "Now give me another drink, Baby."

N/A

"Lin Jing, don't make a scene." He awkwardly dodged me. That expression of his was really cute.

"If you don't have any other issues, just come back to class, alright. If you keep on going like this you won't be able to finish high school."


"This wine has alcohol in it, you're not getting any more to drink, you'll get drunk."

"You're from South High too? Which class? What's your name?" I was taken aback that such a piece of eye-candy existed amongst that group of bookworms, who also managed to somehow escape my sights.

"Yes." I patted the empty bag-pack on my back to show the place I genuinely wanted to go to was the school, and not the arcade.

"Lin Jing, don't make a scene." He awkwardly dodged me. That expression of his was really cute.

"You're lying, you didn't have these last night." I hung the glasses by my pinky over his head, calmly spinning them around.

"Lin Jing, don't make a scene." He awkwardly dodged me. That expression of his was really cute.


I guess I was a bit drunk. Anyhow, I was still strong enough to boldly lean half of my body over the counter—towards him, and snatch my chance, "Then forget about the drink and let me have a kiss instead~~"

I grimaced as I was unable to see the strength of those wonderfully huge, fair and beautiful hands.

I pushed him off me in anger, turning away to leave. Lee's sudden eruption of out of the ordinary affection and possession, before all those people, made me feel he was putting on a show. If he wanted to flaunt his capture of a pretty boy in front that group of envious old men, he should've at least sought out my permission. Do you think I'm a doll!

"Go… to… hell~!" I struggled to pull away from his hands as he got up, "Don't pull my uniform! I'm going to class!"

But, such a thing was hardly a surprise, given the rate at which I even showed up at that school. Not to mention, that once I touched down on my seat, I'd just put my head down and sleep as per my usual habit. So not seeing the face of this desk-mate of mine, makes sense.

Ten minutes later I dressed myself to perfection then left for the living room. Holding a slice of bread in my mouth and a mug of juice I got from the refrigerator in my hand, I then stepped on the gut of the aggrieved man who slept curled up on the sofa, "Lee, I'm going to school, okay~~"


"Lin Jing, don't make a scene." He awkwardly dodged me. That expression of his was really cute.

N/A

"The ones I wore last night were contacts." He replied honestly, wanting to grab my hand.

I tried really hard to sift through my memories. Was there really such a stunner sitting right beside me in that class? If so, then why was the only impression I have of him be one of that stiff, abstinence-inducing collar, and a huge pair of black-rimmed glasses.


I used the wine as the reason to let out a wild laugh, giggling, proving the true thickness of my skin by leaning over to rub his cheek. The touch our that skin… for my entire lifetime I will never forget that feeling. It was so mind-blowingly smooth, it had felt as if his skin was practically liquid.

I didn't even get to finish my words, as Lee used his lips to block them.

Huh? I have such a habit? How was I not aware of this?

"Um~~ Your name~" Even at a time like this, I was still preoccupied with hitting on him.

"I'm an adult. Plus, I just mix the drinks. What are you doing here?" He looked all around the bar, "Could it be that you're…"

I guess I was a bit drunk. Anyhow, I was still strong enough to boldly lean half of my body over the counter—towards him, and snatch my chance, "Then forget about the drink and let me have a kiss instead~~"


"Xiao Jing, what are you doing?" The arm reaching from behind to embrace me, lacking no shame whatsoever as it pulled me down from the countertop, belonged to Lee. "We should get going."

"The ones I wore last night were contacts." He replied honestly, wanting to grab my hand.

Putting my book bag down, I flashed the most brilliant smile I had to the teacher whose spirit had not yet returned, at my arrival, proceeding to compliantly pull the earphones out of my ears and put them back inside my backpack. If this were another teacher, I would not have been so obedient, but the one up there, named Ouyang XiwenT/n: Ouyang's given name, Xi = to hope/admire; Wen = fame., was the only exception. He was one of South High's newest English Teachers, and even someone as out of the loop like me knew about him. His name was not the cause of his fame, though he was said to be one of South High's exotic beauties among the faculty, but rather due to his face being a carbon copy of our class' Qian Zhi.

I didn't even get to finish my words, as Lee used his lips to block them.

"Um~~ Your name~" Even at a time like this, I was still preoccupied with hitting on him.

Huh? A ridiculously blank expression was definitely shown on my face, so he added, "Good thing I requested a leave of absence on your behalf, especially when it turns out you're perfectly alright!


"Don't wanna~ I wanna chat with him~" I continued to giggle foolishly in Lee's arms. Sigh, I was aware of my low tolerance for alcohol before, but, I had never expected it to get even worse.

"I, on the contrary, don't like men at all." He hastily rushed to clean the glass in his hand.

The instant his fingers connected with my wrist, I felt a jolt of electricity which caused a sudden tremor. Next, our two pairs of eyes went wide as they gazed at those pitiful glasses, lamenting as they flew away, knocked against the blackboard, fall down, only to be stepped on with a "crack".

Zhuo Wenyang quietly lowered his head to clean the glasses once more, his movement a bit stiffer.


Zhuo Wenyang quietly lowered his head to clean the glasses once more, his movement a bit stiffer.

"If you don't have any other issues, just come back to class, alright. If you keep on going like this you won't be able to finish high school."

"If you don't have any other issues, just come back to class, alright. If you keep on going like this you won't be able to finish high school."

"Zhuo Wenyang." The look on his face was not too nice, "You really didn't know?"


"Just one drink in you and I come to find you hitting on a man. If you don't fix this problem of yours how am I supposed to deal with you, huh!" Lee pinched my nose, this made Zhou Wenyang smile, "I apologise for the inconvenience, this is just the way Xiao Jing is."

Not yet taking a step, he just fiercely dragged out his seat and held it firmly in place.

Within the precious ten minute interval between classes, the atmosphere brightened up a lot. His tone was now more relaxed as he outstretched his hand, "Give it back to me."

"I won't give it!" I smiled mischievously.

When I woke up the next day, I saw that the alarm clock was stopped at nine in the morning, I rolled over to draw open the curtains nearby, which were just a bit dirty, in order to let the sunlight in. It had been quite a while since I woke up early like this~ In bed, my four limbs spread wide in a stretch, a stretch I found quite beautiful, before the sudden feeling of boredom took hold. What was I going to do today? Originally I had planned to make Lee take me out for a ride in that flashy car of his, but~~~

"This wine has alcohol in it, you're not getting any more to drink, you'll get drunk."


Huh? I have such a habit? How was I not aware of this?

Within the precious ten minute interval between classes, the atmosphere brightened up a lot. His tone was now more relaxed as he outstretched his hand, "Give it back to me."

He pays no attention to me, minding his own business, head lowered as he wrote his notes, while his pretty lips were tightly pursed.

Those enchanting eyes of his peered at me like a viper's fixed on a toad.

N/A

I pushed him off me in anger, turning away to leave. Lee's sudden eruption of out of the ordinary affection and possession, before all those people, made me feel he was putting on a show. If he wanted to flaunt his capture of a pretty boy in front that group of envious old men, he should've at least sought out my permission. Do you think I'm a doll!


I didn't have more than one glass, so even though my brain was a bit muddled, I was still not a imbecile. Unhappily, I lifted my head to face Lee, who was a head taller, complaining, "I am not…"

Huh? I have such a habit? How was I not aware of this?


I didn't even get to finish my words, as Lee used his lips to block them.

"Lin Jing."

"Zhuo Wenyang." The look on his face was not too nice, "You really didn't know?"

"Lin Jing, don't make a scene." He awkwardly dodged me. That expression of his was really cute.

"Go… to… hell~!" I struggled to pull away from his hands as he got up, "Don't pull my uniform! I'm going to class!"

"You're from South High too? Which class? What's your name?" I was taken aback that such a piece of eye-candy existed amongst that group of bookworms, who also managed to somehow escape my sights.


Whistles erupted all around us, and I wanted to bite that man in anger. Lee tactfully released me, smiling that polite smile of his, "Darlin', we're both drunk so let's go back, okay?"

"I'm an adult. Plus, I just mix the drinks. What are you doing here?" He looked all around the bar, "Could it be that you're…"

I pushed him off me in anger, turning away to leave. Lee's sudden eruption of out of the ordinary affection and possession, before all those people, made me feel he was putting on a show. If he wanted to flaunt his capture of a pretty boy in front that group of envious old men, he should've at least sought out my permission. Do you think I'm a doll!

"This wine has alcohol in it, you're not getting any more to drink, you'll get drunk."


I pushed him off me in anger, turning away to leave. Lee's sudden eruption of out of the ordinary affection and possession, before all those people, made me feel he was putting on a show. If he wanted to flaunt his capture of a pretty boy in front that group of envious old men, he should've at least sought out my permission. Do you think I'm a doll!

"This wine has alcohol in it, you're not getting any more to drink, you'll get drunk."


"Lin Jing."

I took a couple steps to leave, but then I heard Zhou Wenyang call out to me.

"Yes." I patted the empty bag-pack on my back to show the place I genuinely wanted to go to was the school, and not the arcade.

"Don't be so nervous, I'm an exclusive bottom. So even if I did fancy you, it's very unlikely that I'd be the one holding you, yeah?" I beamed, playing with the drink in my hand, "Now give me another drink, Baby."

"The ones I wore last night were contacts." He replied honestly, wanting to grab my hand.

Maybe the poor lighting was behind my misconception, but it seemed as if he had blushed.


I took a couple steps to leave, but then I heard Zhou Wenyang call out to me.

"Zhuo Wenyang." The look on his face was not too nice, "You really didn't know?"

"Heheh." I chuckled in secret, then got up, "Oh no?! I guess you'll just have to wear the contacts everyday now, it'll be so much cooler~~"

Within the precious ten minute interval between classes, the atmosphere brightened up a lot. His tone was now more relaxed as he outstretched his hand, "Give it back to me."


"What?" I didn't turn around.

I tried really hard to sift through my memories. Was there really such a stunner sitting right beside me in that class? If so, then why was the only impression I have of him be one of that stiff, abstinence-inducing collar, and a huge pair of black-rimmed glasses.


"If you don't have any other issues, just come back to class, alright. If you keep on going like this you won't be able to finish high school."

I pushed him off me in anger, turning away to leave. Lee's sudden eruption of out of the ordinary affection and possession, before all those people, made me feel he was putting on a show. If he wanted to flaunt his capture of a pretty boy in front that group of envious old men, he should've at least sought out my permission. Do you think I'm a doll!


"Meddlesome." I shrugged.

He pays no attention to me, minding his own business, head lowered as he wrote his notes, while his pretty lips were tightly pursed.


When I woke up the next day, I saw that the alarm clock was stopped at nine in the morning, I rolled over to draw open the curtains nearby, which were just a bit dirty, in order to let the sunlight in. It had been quite a while since I woke up early like this~ In bed, my four limbs spread wide in a stretch, a stretch I found quite beautiful, before the sudden feeling of boredom took hold. What was I going to do today? Originally I had planned to make Lee take me out for a ride in that flashy car of his, but~~~

His face moved dangerously close to mine.

"Isn't that the same for you?"

When I woke up the next day, I saw that the alarm clock was stopped at nine in the morning, I rolled over to draw open the curtains nearby, which were just a bit dirty, in order to let the sunlight in. It had been quite a while since I woke up early like this~ In bed, my four limbs spread wide in a stretch, a stretch I found quite beautiful, before the sudden feeling of boredom took hold. What was I going to do today? Originally I had planned to make Lee take me out for a ride in that flashy car of his, but~~~

This crappy like of mine made him harshly wrinkle his brows, "You shouldn't be coming to a place this sort of place, you know that right? Minors aren't allowed to enter."

"If you don't have any other issues, just come back to class, alright. If you keep on going like this you won't be able to finish high school."


Ten minutes later I dressed myself to perfection then left for the living room. Holding a slice of bread in my mouth and a mug of juice I got from the refrigerator in my hand, I then stepped on the gut of the aggrieved man who slept curled up on the sofa, "Lee, I'm going to school, okay~~"

"Go… to… hell~!" I struggled to pull away from his hands as he got up, "Don't pull my uniform! I'm going to class!"


"What?" That guy, who shamelessly refused to leave last night and so was put to sleep on the sofa by yours truly, absent-mindedly opened his eyes. He stared at me, earphones in ear, a smile soon lighting up his face at my wide open uniform jacket. Those very eyes remained glazed over for a couple more seconds before he revealed a surprised expression, "Xiao Jing, wearing that uniform makes you look more sensible~~~"

Whistles erupted all around us, and I wanted to bite that man in anger. Lee tactfully released me, smiling that polite smile of his, "Darlin', we're both drunk so let's go back, okay?"

"I won't give it!" I smiled mischievously.

I quietly relished in the beauty of the half of his face lucky enough to escape those huge and torturous frames, exposing an expression akin to a lecherous wolf.


"Go… to… hell~!" I struggled to pull away from his hands as he got up, "Don't pull my uniform! I'm going to class!"

"Don't wanna~ I wanna chat with him~" I continued to giggle foolishly in Lee's arms. Sigh, I was aware of my low tolerance for alcohol before, but, I had never expected it to get even worse.


"Going to class?" Hearing this sentence, Lee wore an expression likened to if he heard Bin Ladin had blown up China—panic and fright.

"That's right, I'm gay. I only like men…" I maintained a natural and poised demeanour, "especially the ones such as yourself."


"Yes." I patted the empty bag-pack on my back to show the place I genuinely wanted to go to was the school, and not the arcade.

The instant his fingers connected with my wrist, I felt a jolt of electricity which caused a sudden tremor. Next, our two pairs of eyes went wide as they gazed at those pitiful glasses, lamenting as they flew away, knocked against the blackboard, fall down, only to be stepped on with a "crack".

"Don't wanna~ I wanna chat with him~" I continued to giggle foolishly in Lee's arms. Sigh, I was aware of my low tolerance for alcohol before, but, I had never expected it to get even worse.

Putting my book bag down, I flashed the most brilliant smile I had to the teacher whose spirit had not yet returned, at my arrival, proceeding to compliantly pull the earphones out of my ears and put them back inside my backpack. If this were another teacher, I would not have been so obedient, but the one up there, named Ouyang XiwenT/n: Ouyang's given name, Xi = to hope/admire; Wen = fame., was the only exception. He was one of South High's newest English Teachers, and even someone as out of the loop like me knew about him. His name was not the cause of his fame, though he was said to be one of South High's exotic beauties among the faculty, but rather due to his face being a carbon copy of our class' Qian Zhi.

I tried really hard to sift through my memories. Was there really such a stunner sitting right beside me in that class? If so, then why was the only impression I have of him be one of that stiff, abstinence-inducing collar, and a huge pair of black-rimmed glasses.

"You're from South High too? Which class? What's your name?" I was taken aback that such a piece of eye-candy existed amongst that group of bookworms, who also managed to somehow escape my sights.


"Huh—" Before that wide open mouth of Lee's closed, I already swung the door open happily, and left.

Huh? A ridiculously blank expression was definitely shown on my face, so he added, "Good thing I requested a leave of absence on your behalf, especially when it turns out you're perfectly alright!

Putting my book bag down, I flashed the most brilliant smile I had to the teacher whose spirit had not yet returned, at my arrival, proceeding to compliantly pull the earphones out of my ears and put them back inside my backpack. If this were another teacher, I would not have been so obedient, but the one up there, named Ouyang XiwenT/n: Ouyang's given name, Xi = to hope/admire; Wen = fame., was the only exception. He was one of South High's newest English Teachers, and even someone as out of the loop like me knew about him. His name was not the cause of his fame, though he was said to be one of South High's exotic beauties among the faculty, but rather due to his face being a carbon copy of our class' Qian Zhi.

I tried really hard to sift through my memories. Was there really such a stunner sitting right beside me in that class? If so, then why was the only impression I have of him be one of that stiff, abstinence-inducing collar, and a huge pair of black-rimmed glasses.

"I won't give it!" I smiled mischievously.

Oh no, it can't be because of those broken glasses and my manhandling, can it?


When I got to the school it still wasn't dismissed as yet, which was quite good. I swaggered into the classroom under many watchful eyes, took aim at the sole lone seat, then plopped my but down on to it. Um, don't go saying I'm really arrogant or something, because the truth is… I am actually a teensy bit worried—I may have entered the wrong classroom.

Oh no, it can't be because of those broken glasses and my manhandling, can it?

"If you don't have any other issues, just come back to class, alright. If you keep on going like this you won't be able to finish high school."

"You're lying, you didn't have these last night." I hung the glasses by my pinky over his head, calmly spinning them around.

"This wine has alcohol in it, you're not getting any more to drink, you'll get drunk."

"This wine has alcohol in it, you're not getting any more to drink, you'll get drunk."


Putting my book bag down, I flashed the most brilliant smile I had to the teacher whose spirit had not yet returned, at my arrival, proceeding to compliantly pull the earphones out of my ears and put them back inside my backpack. If this were another teacher, I would not have been so obedient, but the one up there, named Ouyang XiwenT/n: Ouyang's given name, Xi = to hope/admire; Wen = fame., was the only exception. He was one of South High's newest English Teachers, and even someone as out of the loop like me knew about him. His name was not the cause of his fame, though he was said to be one of South High's exotic beauties among the faculty, but rather due to his face being a carbon copy of our class' Qian Zhi.

"Yes." I patted the empty bag-pack on my back to show the place I genuinely wanted to go to was the school, and not the arcade.


He threw me a glance, gave a light laugh, then turned back around, continuing to write a—long as heck—paragraph on the blackboard in English, none of which I could understand in the slightest.

Zhuo Wenyang quietly lowered his head to clean the glasses once more, his movement a bit stiffer.

Whistles erupted all around us, and I wanted to bite that man in anger. Lee tactfully released me, smiling that polite smile of his, "Darlin', we're both drunk so let's go back, okay?"

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Hm… if only all of South High's teachers were as fine as him.

I used the wine as the reason to let out a wild laugh, giggling, proving the true thickness of my skin by leaning over to rub his cheek. The touch our that skin… for my entire lifetime I will never forget that feeling. It was so mind-blowingly smooth, it had felt as if his skin was practically liquid.

It finally came back to me, damn it. I thought he sounded familiar, but I didn't think too much of it then, but it's actually the guy who called me earlier today.

The instant his fingers connected with my wrist, I felt a jolt of electricity which caused a sudden tremor. Next, our two pairs of eyes went wide as they gazed at those pitiful glasses, lamenting as they flew away, knocked against the blackboard, fall down, only to be stepped on with a "crack".

But, such a thing was hardly a surprise, given the rate at which I even showed up at that school. Not to mention, that once I touched down on my seat, I'd just put my head down and sleep as per my usual habit. So not seeing the face of this desk-mate of mine, makes sense.

Those enchanting eyes of his peered at me like a viper's fixed on a toad.


"Mm." Done with my admiration of the handsome guy displaying his talents up in front, my focus then turned to the one sitting beside me revealing not one ounce of his own gifts on that form of his, "Those ugly-ass glasses are really killing the view."

"I won't give it!" I smiled mischievously.

I didn't have more than one glass, so even though my brain was a bit muddled, I was still not a imbecile. Unhappily, I lifted my head to face Lee, who was a head taller, complaining, "I am not…"

It finally came back to me, damn it. I thought he sounded familiar, but I didn't think too much of it then, but it's actually the guy who called me earlier today.


"My somewhat embarrassed desk-mate propped up that pair of blacked rimmed glasses on his face, which by no means appeared during our last meeting, then whispered, "Pay attention to the class properly, don't be troublesome."

I guess I was a bit drunk. Anyhow, I was still strong enough to boldly lean half of my body over the counter—towards him, and snatch my chance, "Then forget about the drink and let me have a kiss instead~~"

"Xiao Jing, what are you doing?" The arm reaching from behind to embrace me, lacking no shame whatsoever as it pulled me down from the countertop, belonged to Lee. "We should get going."

"I'm near-sighted, without a the glasses I won't be able to see the blackboard." He rubbed the space between his brows in distress, the 'at a loss' expression of his was very alluring.


I quietly relished in the beauty of the half of his face lucky enough to escape those huge and torturous frames, exposing an expression akin to a lecherous wolf.

"My somewhat embarrassed desk-mate propped up that pair of blacked rimmed glasses on his face, which by no means appeared during our last meeting, then whispered, "Pay attention to the class properly, don't be troublesome."

His face moved dangerously close to mine.

I didn't even get to finish my words, as Lee used his lips to block them.

"You're lying, you didn't have these last night." I hung the glasses by my pinky over his head, calmly spinning them around.

Huh? I have such a habit? How was I not aware of this?


He pays no attention to me, minding his own business, head lowered as he wrote his notes, while his pretty lips were tightly pursed.

Ten minutes later I dressed myself to perfection then left for the living room. Holding a slice of bread in my mouth and a mug of juice I got from the refrigerator in my hand, I then stepped on the gut of the aggrieved man who slept curled up on the sofa, "Lee, I'm going to school, okay~~"


"Don't bring such unfashionable things, la~" I reached over and took off his glasses, and in return, he sucked in a cold breath. My eyes swept towards Ouyang who was now looking in this direction and preparing to call my name, but cooperatively, the bell to end the class sounded.

"Hey, hey…" I was so embarrassed, "I knew, I knew it, alright. I was only asking to confirm."

It finally came back to me, damn it. I thought he sounded familiar, but I didn't think too much of it then, but it's actually the guy who called me earlier today.

I took a couple steps to leave, but then I heard Zhou Wenyang call out to me.

But, such a thing was hardly a surprise, given the rate at which I even showed up at that school. Not to mention, that once I touched down on my seat, I'd just put my head down and sleep as per my usual habit. So not seeing the face of this desk-mate of mine, makes sense.

"That's right, I'm gay. I only like men…" I maintained a natural and poised demeanour, "especially the ones such as yourself."


Within the precious ten minute interval between classes, the atmosphere brightened up a lot. His tone was now more relaxed as he outstretched his hand, "Give it back to me."

"Don't be so nervous, I'm an exclusive bottom. So even if I did fancy you, it's very unlikely that I'd be the one holding you, yeah?" I beamed, playing with the drink in my hand, "Now give me another drink, Baby."

"Hey, hey…" I was so embarrassed, "I knew, I knew it, alright. I was only asking to confirm."

Whistles erupted all around us, and I wanted to bite that man in anger. Lee tactfully released me, smiling that polite smile of his, "Darlin', we're both drunk so let's go back, okay?"


"I won't give it!" I smiled mischievously.

"Huh—" Before that wide open mouth of Lee's closed, I already swung the door open happily, and left.


"I'm near-sighted, without a the glasses I won't be able to see the blackboard." He rubbed the space between his brows in distress, the 'at a loss' expression of his was very alluring.

Hm… if only all of South High's teachers were as fine as him.

Hm… if only all of South High's teachers were as fine as him.

"Huh—" Before that wide open mouth of Lee's closed, I already swung the door open happily, and left.

"Yes." I patted the empty bag-pack on my back to show the place I genuinely wanted to go to was the school, and not the arcade.

He pays no attention to me, minding his own business, head lowered as he wrote his notes, while his pretty lips were tightly pursed.


"You're lying, you didn't have these last night." I hung the glasses by my pinky over his head, calmly spinning them around.

"Don't bring such unfashionable things, la~" I reached over and took off his glasses, and in return, he sucked in a cold breath. My eyes swept towards Ouyang who was now looking in this direction and preparing to call my name, but cooperatively, the bell to end the class sounded.

"Lin Jing, don't make a scene." He awkwardly dodged me. That expression of his was really cute.

"Zhuo Wenyang." The look on his face was not too nice, "You really didn't know?"

"Yes." I patted the empty bag-pack on my back to show the place I genuinely wanted to go to was the school, and not the arcade.

"Huh—" Before that wide open mouth of Lee's closed, I already swung the door open happily, and left.


"The ones I wore last night were contacts." He replied honestly, wanting to grab my hand.

When I got to the school it still wasn't dismissed as yet, which was quite good. I swaggered into the classroom under many watchful eyes, took aim at the sole lone seat, then plopped my but down on to it. Um, don't go saying I'm really arrogant or something, because the truth is… I am actually a teensy bit worried—I may have entered the wrong classroom.

I grimaced as I was unable to see the strength of those wonderfully huge, fair and beautiful hands.

His face moved dangerously close to mine.

Not yet taking a step, he just fiercely dragged out his seat and held it firmly in place.

"Meddlesome." I shrugged.


The instant his fingers connected with my wrist, I felt a jolt of electricity which caused a sudden tremor. Next, our two pairs of eyes went wide as they gazed at those pitiful glasses, lamenting as they flew away, knocked against the blackboard, fall down, only to be stepped on with a "crack".

"What?" I didn't turn around.

"You're lying, you didn't have these last night." I hung the glasses by my pinky over his head, calmly spinning them around.

I didn't even get to finish my words, as Lee used his lips to block them.

When I got to the school it still wasn't dismissed as yet, which was quite good. I swaggered into the classroom under many watchful eyes, took aim at the sole lone seat, then plopped my but down on to it. Um, don't go saying I'm really arrogant or something, because the truth is… I am actually a teensy bit worried—I may have entered the wrong classroom.

"You're from South High too? Which class? What's your name?" I was taken aback that such a piece of eye-candy existed amongst that group of bookworms, who also managed to somehow escape my sights.


"Heheh." I chuckled in secret, then got up, "Oh no?! I guess you'll just have to wear the contacts everyday now, it'll be so much cooler~~"

Maybe the poor lighting was behind my misconception, but it seemed as if he had blushed.


Not yet taking a step, he just fiercely dragged out his seat and held it firmly in place.

"You're lying, you didn't have these last night." I hung the glasses by my pinky over his head, calmly spinning them around.

"You're from South High too? Which class? What's your name?" I was taken aback that such a piece of eye-candy existed amongst that group of bookworms, who also managed to somehow escape my sights.

"You're lying, you didn't have these last night." I hung the glasses by my pinky over his head, calmly spinning them around.

I didn't even get to finish my words, as Lee used his lips to block them.

"You're lying, you didn't have these last night." I hung the glasses by my pinky over his head, calmly spinning them around.


I grimaced as I was unable to see the strength of those wonderfully huge, fair and beautiful hands.

It finally came back to me, damn it. I thought he sounded familiar, but I didn't think too much of it then, but it's actually the guy who called me earlier today.


His face moved dangerously close to mine.

This crappy like of mine made him harshly wrinkle his brows, "You shouldn't be coming to a place this sort of place, you know that right? Minors aren't allowed to enter."


Oh no, it can't be because of those broken glasses and my manhandling, can it?

"Mm." Done with my admiration of the handsome guy displaying his talents up in front, my focus then turned to the one sitting beside me revealing not one ounce of his own gifts on that form of his, "Those ugly-ass glasses are really killing the view."

Hm… if only all of South High's teachers were as fine as him.

"What?" I didn't turn around.


Those enchanting eyes of his peered at me like a viper's fixed on a toad.

He threw me a glance, gave a light laugh, then turned back around, continuing to write a—long as heck—paragraph on the blackboard in English, none of which I could understand in the slightest.

It finally came back to me, damn it. I thought he sounded familiar, but I didn't think too much of it then, but it's actually the guy who called me earlier today.

I didn't even get to finish my words, as Lee used his lips to block them.

"Huh—" Before that wide open mouth of Lee's closed, I already swung the door open happily, and left.

"Huh—" Before that wide open mouth of Lee's closed, I already swung the door open happily, and left.


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