CFL 20

This was the first time someone had complimented him so much.

Wen Ci was actually aware that his skill level wasn’t great, which was why he had deliberated for a long time whether to choose architecture as his major when he was selecting his field of study.

Architectural design requires a foundation in drawing, but his parents most wanted to buy a house in a big city, and Wen Ci also wanted to live in a house that he could decorate and design himself.

Then he would drive to work in high-rise buildings every day, dressed up with high spirits, and it would be immediately apparent that he was a workplace elite.

His thoughts wandered a bit too far, so Wen Ci pulled them back. He still had to continue wearing his camouflage uniform for military training tomorrow.

[W: Senior, you’re so nice.]

[W: Actually, I know it doesn’t look like me.]

[Yf: It’s not bad.]

[W: But Senior, you’re really amazing.]

No wonder the senior, who had already taken a semester of classes, had such a solid foundation.

He wanted to become very skilled in the future too.

[W: Teach me how to draw.]

[Yf: Sure, after the military training ends.]

Wen Ci thought for a moment and probed a bit.

[W: How are you going to teach me, through video call?]

[W: That would be very inconvenient, right?]

[Yf: Yes, face-to-face is more convenient.]

Ah, he already knew how to respond.

Wen Ci couldn’t help but smile.

[W: Do you already know what I’m going to say?]

[Yf: You’re just too obvious.]

[Yf: Remember to bring your drawing when the time comes.]

[W: Why is that?]

Wen Ci waited for a while, and the “typing…” indication was very clear.

[Yf: Modify it to look like me.]

[W: I can’t do that!]

Wen Ci had a very clear understanding of his own drawing skills.

[Yf: Didn’t I say I’ll teach you?]

[Yf: I’ll teach you step by step.]

Ah, the senior is just too kind.

Wen Ci’s smile never left his face while chatting with the senior. He was currently uninterested in the military training and found every day very boring. The only thing he looked forward to was the time spent chatting with the senior.

[W: I’m writing a script, almost forgot.]

[Yf: …What kind of script?]

[W: A speech script. I have to speak with a classmate, and I’m worried about not coordinating well.]

[Yf: You don’t need to be nervous.]

[W: I’m not nervous. I’m worried that my classmate won’t coordinate well.]

[Yf: …]

[Yf: Don’t worry, he can.]

[W: Hehe, okay, I’ll take Senior’s word for it.]

Today’s military training was another boring day. After running exercises, it was standing at attention, followed by various turns and drills. During breaks, everyone casually sat under the shade of the trees.

The weather was great, with sunlight casting a golden glow everywhere, but it wasn’t hot at all. The gentle breeze was actually quite cool, and Wen Ci finally felt a hint of autumn.

Since they were a company made up of several classes, everyone naturally grouped together. Usually, a dormitory would sit together. Jiang Yufeng had moved out of the dormitory early, with a solitary demeanor, and sat alone on the other side.

Lu Xuesong, sipping water, looked around and saw Jiang Yufeng being called over to the other side by a guy, right into his blind spot.

Unable to see clearly, Lu Xuesong nudged Wen Ci, who could see: “Jiang Yufeng~”

Wen Ci was taken aback for a moment: “What about Jiang Yufeng?”

Lu Xuesong: “?”

So quickly, he became insensitive to the name Jiang Yufeng.

“Take a look,” Lu Xuesong gestured with his chin towards the other side.

Wen Ci glanced over with his dark eyes.

He saw two guys standing face to face, one with a indifferent expression, the other with a shy face.

Jiang Yufeng, dressed in camouflage, held his hat somewhat lazily in his hand, standing very upright. It was probably a beam of sunlight hitting his prominent cheekbones, but his eyes actually looked a bit gentle at this moment.

Wen Ci was a bit dazed, but soon his gaze fell on the other person. The guy showed a disappointed expression, and the outcome was clear.

In just a few minutes, Wen Ci quickly looked away: “Don’t look at what you shouldn’t look at.”

Even though he had already seen everything.

Lu Xuesong said: “Someone is confessing to him.”

“Then I wish him a successful relationship~” Wen Ci clasped his hands together.

Lu Xuesong laughed heartily. After laughing, he nodded, okay, okay, it seemed that the senior had completely won Wen Ci’s little heart.

While they were talking here, Jiang Yufeng’s side also ended. He walked over, with broad shoulders and long legs, casting a large shadow, looking very imposing.

Wen Ci immediately sat up straight, as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Yufeng just glanced over, like a cold wind blowing, making Wen Ci feel a chill on his back.

For some reason, Wen Ci was increasingly afraid of Jiang Yufeng. Ever since their conversation in the corridor last time, Wen Ci felt like every time he made eye contact with him, he was like a little chick being picked up by him.

These days, there were activities every night. Military training was just a time-sucking tool. Wen Ci was very bored. He sat cross-legged on the ground, hands supporting his body behind him, his slender fingertips moved a bit and touched the shoe of the person behind him.

The person behind, that was Jiang Yufeng.

Wen Ci immediately sat up straight.

But keeping his back straight for a long time was tiring. Wen Ci slightly bent it, and this time it was even more exaggerated. He directly leaned against Jiang Yufeng’s raised calf, which was solid and hard.

Wen Ci wanted to turn his head but didn’t dare to. He was puzzled. Why was Jiang Yufeng so close to him? Was it always like this?

In front of them, a student was dancing voluntarily, with a slim and flexible figure, and a lively and beautiful expression.

Amidst the noisy crowd, Wen Ci looked up and suddenly heard someone calling his name.

“Wen Ci.”

A cool and indifferent voice, without any emotional fluctuations, but it stood out very much in this lively atmosphere.

Wen Ci was stunned and turned his head.

“You can lean on me.”

Wen Ci thought about it very seriously and finally shook his head: “No, thank you.”

So Wen Ci forcibly straightened his waist, keeping it straight for almost an hour, not daring to bend even a little.

After the performance ended, they dispersed and returned to their respective dormitories.

Wen Ci was already very tired after taking a shower in the dormitory. He didn’t even want to turn on his computer and just climbed into bed.

It was only when he lay on the bed that he completely revived.

Tao Peng was on a voice call with a friend, and Lu Xuesong got onto his bed to join in. Judging from the tone, it seemed to be a friend they all knew.

Actually, Wen Ci was quite envious because he didn’t have many close friends, and most of them didn’t share their hearts.

In junior high school, he had a good friend, but after learning that many people were pursuing him, this friend gradually distanced himself from Wen Ci and even hung out with people Wen Ci disliked. It was better to let him go.

There were very few people Wen Ci disliked. They tore up his books, scribbled on them, hid his schoolbag, and poured out the water he had just filled. They were so annoying.

Wen Ci still wanted to hit them when he thought about it now.

Why didn’t he hit them back then?

It was such a pity. Now, when he reviewed the past, he would only get angry at himself.

[Yf: What are you doing?]

Wen Ci’s eyes widened instantly. They were on the same wavelength!

[W: I’m angry.]

[Yf: ?]

Wen Ci vented all the frustrations he had just experienced.

[Yf: Where are they now?]

[W: Anyway, they haven’t left the small county town.]

[Yf: Next time you see them, go and beat them up.]

[W: It’s hard to fight against many people.]

[Yf: Did I say you have to go alone?]

The senior was so nice.

[W: Never mind, getting into a gang fight could lead to the police station. It’s better not to, and Senior, you shouldn’t either.]

[Yf: You’re such a law-abiding good baby.]

Baby…

Ahhhhhh

He called me baby.

Calm down, don’t be impulsive.

The desire to make love reached its peak, right now!

Unable to calm down at all, Wen Ci switched to other apps, planning to browse some posts.

Wen Ci originally wanted to find the post where he had added the senior before. He returned to the history records, only to find no record. He opened the one he had replied to and was informed that the post had been deleted.

The record was completely erased.

But this also proved that the senior currently, possibly, probably, maybe, only chatted with him.

Wen Ci: Thumbs up for a cat.jpg

Even better.

Time flew by as he browsed posts, and it was almost ten o’clock when

Wen Ci saw a picture sent by the senior, filled with scattered parts, arms, legs, torsos, and so on.

Wen Ci only saw his own legs, very thin, long, and white. He sat up in bed and compared his leg shape with his pajama pants.

His legs had been straight since he was a child. When he was little, Xin Jingqi, also known as his mother, didn’t have time to take care of him, so she took him to the Children’s Palace and randomly chose an interest class to pass the long summer vacation.

Randomly choosing led to ballet.

So Wen Ci learned ballet for a month. He only learned the basics of ballet, which was mainly stretching his legs. What else could he learn in a month?

The remaining month was when Xin Jingqi realized she had enrolled him in the wrong class and transferred him to learn chess. Wen Ci was interested in this and learned the basics before going to the park to get beaten.

But everyone’s leg shape is different. There are some people whose legs look like Wen Ci’s, but it’s just a coincidence. The face looks similar, and the leg shape is also similar. It will probably look even more like him when put together.

[Yf: I want to make you complete.]

[W: Now that I look at it, it seems like I’ve been dismembered haha.]

[W: What will be used to connect them?]

[Yf: The joint balls aren’t finished yet. Use rubber bands, and hooks at the ends.]

A bit professional, Wen Ci didn’t understand, but he was curious.

[W: Has that part been made too?]

[Yf: The shape will be made for the front part.]

[W: So amazing, it feels like Senior is holding a tiny me.]

Mainly because the doll looked so much like Wen Ci that it really felt like his soul was being grasped by someone.

[W: What will it be used for?]

[Yf: What do you think?]

[W: …I don’t know.]

[Yf: Where did your mind go?]

The senior had a very vague personality in Wen Ci’s mind, probably cold and mysterious. When he said these words, it felt very naughty, making him want to howl.

[Yf: Not replying?]

[Yf: Want to be punished?]

The next second, he imagined the tone the senior would use to say this, with a deep and cold voice, carrying a semi-commanding tone, making one want to obey.

“…” Wen Ci shivered, feeling excited inside. Knowing the senior was joking, he played along.

[W: Senior, please punish me~]

[Yf: You asked for it.]

[W: Rabbit nodding frantically.jpg]