ROT CH 62

Chapter 62: I Only Care About You

Han Junzhou sat on the sofa, fuming.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Just then, his phone buzzed with a message notification from Wang Ziheng.

Wang Ziheng: “Teacher Han, are you there? Sorry to bother you, but is the class representative next to you? I need to talk to him. His phone is off.”

Han Junzhou, already upset, absentmindedly replied that the class representative wasn’t with him. Unexpectedly, Wang Ziheng sent a long string of messages right after.

Han Junzhou: “He’s not here.”

Wang Ziheng: (Clever) (Clever)^[1] “Hello, Teacher Han. Actually, I wasn’t looking for him. Hehe, this is the video I promised to send you yesterday.”

Wang Ziheng: [Video]

Wang Ziheng: “The class representative really sings well.”

Wang Ziheng: “Teacher, let me tell you a secret. The class representative didn’t seem to be in a good mood that day. He didn’t speak at all during dinner, and while everyone was singing at the KTV, he just drank by himself. Later, I think he got a bit drunk, and only after everyone teased him did he go on stage to sing this song.”

Wang Ziheng: “This song is so old! I didn’t expect the class representative to be into classic songs. (Laughs) (Laughs)”

Wang Ziheng: “Teacher, this song is for you, but he’s too shy. You better hide it well, or the class representative will kill me if he finds out I sent it to you. (Scared) (Scared) (Scared)”

Han Junzhou opened the video, and the music had already started. At first, the voices in the background were loud, and the screen shook violently. It was clear that the video had been secretly taken in a hurry. The class representative, Bai Chengyu, was facing sideways toward the camera, waiting for the song to begin. The prelude was familiar—it was an old song that Han Junzhou had heard many versions of, all sung by female singers, and none of them had the pure, melodic tone of the original female lead. He wondered what it would be like for a man to sing this song. As he was thinking, Bai Chengyu, on the screen, grabbed the microphone and began to sing.

“If I hadn’t met you, where would I be?
How have the days been? Should life be cherished?
Maybe meeting someone, living an ordinary life,
I wonder if I would have also tasted love as sweet as honey…”

This was the first time Han Junzhou had heard a male version of the song, and it was also his first time hearing Bai Chengyu sing. He never expected it to be like this.

Bai Chengyu usually spoke in a baritone, and his voice wasn’t as deep as an adult man’s. But when he sang, his voice carried a slightly husky tone. His lips moved gently, and the song was sung slowly, with a touch of innocent laziness, yet conveying a deep sincerity. Each word he sang was simple and unadorned, with no particular vocal technique, but the ending notes were lightly tinged with breath, like a small tail, occasionally teasing with a gentle tickle that made one’s heart itch. The sound of his breath as he changed notes softly reached Han Junzhou’s ears, as if he was singing directly into them.

Han Junzhou couldn’t help but rub his ears.

“As time rushes by, I only care about you,
Willingly infected by your breath,
How rare it is to find a kindred spirit,
Losing the strength of life is not regrettable,
So I beg you, please don’t make me leave you,
Without you, I cannot feel the slightest affection.”

Bai Chengyu sang with great sincerity, his eyes half-closed and his brows furrowed. He had fully immersed himself in the emotions of the lyrics, as if he was truly pleading with someone in the boundless sea of time.

At first, there were some people talking and laughing, but gradually, everyone fell silent, captivated by the sincerity of his emotions. By the end of the song, the room was filled with the music and his voice, resonating deeply.

In Han Junzhou’s living room, only his voice echoed.

Such a deep and rich voice, filled with emotion and restraint, made the song so heartfelt. From his singing, Han Junzhou could sense what Wang Ziheng had said—that Bai Chengyu hadn’t been in a good mood that day.

What happened? Did he, too, feel the distance between them during those days? Was that why he was also feeling sad?

Emotions are like mirrors: whatever you project, the other person feels.

Although Xia Ye hadn’t come to ask him directly, wasn’t he also unknowingly tormenting himself by following the inexplicable mood of his depressed boyfriend?

As the song neared its end, the classmates applauded and cheered. Bai Chengyu was still standing on stage, lost in the moment. Someone shouted, “Class monitor, this song is for Teacher Han, right?” Bai Chengyu turned around in confusion. “How did you know…?” His eyes flashed with a fleeting sorrow.

The private room suddenly erupted in cheers, with laughter, screams, whistles, and table slapping. Seeing Wang Ziheng grinning at his phone, Bai Chengyu finally snapped out of it. “Damn, are you trying to get me killed? Delete it now!” He awkwardly hurried over to grab the phone, and the screen started shaking and wobbling as he did.

The noise was filled with cursing and even more laughter. The screen wobbled for several seconds before finally freezing on the lower half of Bai Chengyu’s face, showing a wide smile and a small, slightly reddened earlobe.

Han Junzhou watched it several times, trying to guess Bai Chengyu’s  feelings at that moment. During those days when his boyfriend had been too busy to meet, had Xia Ye been anxious and restless, yet forced himself to be mature and understanding?

In the end, after enduring so many days, finally getting some warmth from his boyfriend, he heard his boyfriend say, “I won’t marry Bai Chengyu.”

One could imagine how heartbreaking that must have been.

Han Junzhou sighed heavily, letting out the sourness that had built up in his nasal passages.

He moved his fingers and replied to Wang Ziheng.

Han Junzhou: “It’s beautiful. Thank you.”

Wang Ziheng: (Happy running.jpg)

Wang Ziheng: “You’re welcome, Teacher.”

Han Junzhou set his phone down with a sigh. Fine, he wouldn’t argue with the foolish, reckless fool.

At this moment, he must be hurting too.

Bai Chengyu, who was hurting, had been lying in bed since sending Han Junzhou away. He tried to sleep again but couldn’t. The swelling pain in his wrist reminded him of how it had been tightly held by that person, but he had been cruel and let go in the end.

If he wasn’t willing to walk to the end together, why lie and start it in the first place?

Sure enough, all the bastards in the world were the same. Just like that Alpha.

He rubbed his wrist, especially his left hand. In addition to the swelling, there was a bruise and a mark where it had been tightened. There were dried bloodstains on it. Bai Chengyu stared at it blankly, not understanding why it looked so unfamiliar, why there was a wound there.

Oh. He looked out the window. It was probably from when he pulled off the red string earlier and had been scratched by the platinum hook.

Bastards were still bastards. Even his trash could hurt people.

(To Be Continued…)

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