CFL 10

It was unclear whether the other party was “occupied,” but Wen Ci spent the entire night in a state of restless longing. The lack of a reply from the other party still weighed on Wen Ci’s mind, as it indicated that his physique failed to capture their attention. If that was the case… then he would have to look elsewhere.

Wen Ci fidgeted under the covers, covering his face with the quilt. Why was it so hard to find a man… The curtain of the bed was cautiously lifted from the outside, and Lu Xuesong’s head poked in: “You could consider someone closer to you.”

Wen Ci mercilessly closed the curtain: “Although I’m available, I can’t be with you.”

Lu Xuesong, shut out, was left speechless. Tao Peng, who happened to be passing by, overheard this and sneered, “Are you two having a Platonic relationship?”

“Mind your own business and take your shower,” Lu Xuesong retorted.

Lately, the frequency of intimate moments between Lu Xuesong and Tao Peng had dwindled significantly. Whenever there were no classes during the day, Tao Peng rarely returned to the dormitory. Lu Xuesong had previously suspected that Tao Peng might be seeing someone else on the side.

Tao Peng was displeased with Lu Xuesong’s accusatory behavior: “You’re always clinging to Wen Ci, and yet you have the nerve to say that about me?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m just stating the facts. If you are seeing someone, break up with me. I don’t want to catch any diseases.”

Tao Peng took a step forward: “I was interested in Wen Ci too, but you were always in the way.”

Lu Xuesong was provoked: “You just want to get with him, don’t you? Get lost.”

Wen Ci’s ears perked up. It seemed like there was an argument outside, and he heard his own name. That was strange. He wanted to sneak a peek.

He lifted the curtain just enough to reveal a pair of eyes.

Tao Peng glanced over and drawled, “I never force anyone. I prefer those who are more submissive.”

Wen Ci pursed his lips, so frightened that he tied the curtain’s cord securely.

After that, he lay back down, took out his phone, switched to his main account, and saw Jiang Yufeng at the top of the list.

It was hard to let go of such a catch, but for the act of intimacy, both parties had to agree; otherwise, it wouldn’t be satisfying, and without satisfaction, it would be meaningless.

Wen Ci thought about his original plan: to first invite the person out for a meal, then express his desires and seek consent, book a hotel room, and both parties could satisfy their cravings, filling themselves up nicely. And then… there would be no then.

He wasn’t genuinely fond of Jiang Yufeng; he simply wanted intimacy.

So now it didn’t matter who it was, as long as they had decent looks and physique. He couldn’t afford to focus solely on one person; at least he should explore the entire forest first～

Ahh, thinking this way felt much more comfortable.

Wen Ci pondered this, closed his phone, and placed it aside, drifting off to sleep quietly.

In his dream, Wen Ci was tossed and turned in various ways. When he woke up, he felt refreshed. He sat on the bed and tried to recall who that person was in his dream, but he couldn’t remember. It didn’t matter; they probably weren’t unattractive.

The first class of the day started at eight. Wen Ci got out of bed with a head of messy hair, washed up, and didn’t forget to take his clothes to the restroom to change privately.

After today’s classes, there were no more until the National Day holiday. Those who were eager to go home could leave.

As October approached, the early morning air felt cool. Wen Ci stepped onto the balcony and felt the cool breeze on his skin, which was pleasantly chilly.

Wearing shorts today turned out to be a wise choice.

The three of them, for once, went to have breakfast together. Tao Peng bought buns and soy milk for both of them. Wen Ci said thank you and transferred the money to him via Alipay as soon as he sat down.

Tao Peng looked at Wen Ci when he received the transfer: “There’s no need to be so polite with me.”

Wen Ci replied, “It’s only right.”

As he spoke, something suddenly bumped into his foot. Wen Ci steadied himself and looked down to see Tao Peng’s foot.

Wen Ci withdrew his gaze, then seized the moment and stomped down without hesitation. The force was not light, and it hurt so much that Tao Peng across from him immediately gasped in pain.

Lu Xuesong asked, “What’s wrong with you? Cramp?”

Tao Peng gritted his teeth: “Cramp.”

Lu Xuesong clicked his tongue: “Serves you right.”

Their class this time was a general course. Unlike last time, they were going to start group learning. As for how to divide the groups, it was said to be decided by drawing lots.

Wen Ci was somewhat surprised: “So casual.”

“What else? We’ve just met and don’t know each other well. I think drawing lots is fine. But we can also swap numbers with others privately,” Lu Xuesong had an ulterior motive. “Wen Ci, if we get separated, let’s try to be in the same group.”

Wen Ci wasn’t particular about it: “I’m fine with whatever.”

After all, everyone seemed like strangers to him… well, except for Jiang Yufeng.

Oh! Lu Xuesong might count as one, but his danger level was quite high.

Tao Peng was out of the question.

Most people had arrived for the early class. Wen Ci scanned the room and noticed that Jiang Yufeng hadn’t arrived yet. He breathed a sigh of relief and chose a seat at the back, sitting next to Lu Xuesong.

After the teacher came in, Jiang Yufeng followed and sat in the front row. Lu Xuesong cursed under his breath: “Damn, he’s so handsome.”

Wen Ci: “……”

Oh my gosh, he actually said what Wen Ci was thinking.

Just as the group chat said, the teacher brought out a big box for drawing lots. They drew numbers according to their student IDs. Those with the same number were in the same group.

Wen Ci looked for someone with the same number and ended up with Lu Xuesong again.

Lu Xuesong cheered: “We still have such good karma~”

The remaining member was a guy named Sha Zhengyi. He had a crew cut and greeted them cheerfully: “Hi, nice to meet you.”

Next, they were to sit in groups.

The classroom had square tables. Wen Ci sat alone, while Lu Xuesong and Sha Zhengyi sat together on his left.

Lu Xuesong asked: “Aren’t we missing someone?”

Wen Ci replied: “Yeah, we don’t know who yet…”

The next second, Jiang Yufeng pulled out a chair and sat on Wen Ci’s right, casting a faint glance at Wen Ci.

Wen Ci: “……”

Lu Xuesong: “……”

Sha Zhengyi: “……”

The number of students in the class couldn’t be perfectly divided into groups of four, so some groups had five or even six people.

Wen Ci waited for a while and realized that their group only had four people.

After Jiang Yufeng sat down, their group was much quieter than the others, with no one taking the initiative to speak.

The teacher began to assign the first task after the group division on the podium. Lu Xuesong twirled his pen and asked, “Who should be the group leader?”

Sha Zhengyi said to him: “How about you?”

You have the guts to be the first one to speak.

Wen Ci seized the opportunity to encourage him: “You, I believe in you.”

Jiang Yufeng’s indifferent voice fell into Wen Ci’s right ear: “I have no objections.”

Lu Xuesong was reluctantly given this responsibility.

The four of them didn’t communicate further but focused on listening to the teacher explain the rules and grading criteria for the assignment on the podium.

In no time, Wen Ci noticed that Jiang Yufeng seemed to be staring at his face, either intentionally or unintentionally.

When Wen Ci looked back seriously, Jiang Yufeng’s gaze was as solid as if it were tangible, lingering on his face without any attempt to hide it.

Why was Jiang Yufeng looking at him?

Wen Ci inexplicably felt a sense of pressure.

Soon the teacher finished explaining. The remaining time was left for their group discussion, and they could ask questions directly at the podium if they didn’t understand.

This assignment was related to their regular grades, so no one wanted to be careless.

Lu Xuesong said while holding his phone: “I’ll create a group chat for all of us first.”

He looked at Jiang Yufeng: “I don’t have your WeChat yet.”

Without lifting his head, Jiang Yufeng replied: “Wen Ci has mine.”

Lu Xuesong didn’t mind: “Alright.”

After creating the group, Lu Xuesong began to assign tasks: who would give the presentation, who would make the PPT, and who would find materials.

“Wen Ci, you and Jiang Yufeng will work on the PPT together and find some materials for me.”

Wen Ci nodded.

“As for Sha Zhengyi, you mainly focus on finding materials, especially interview videos. That’s your responsibility.”

Sha Zhengyi didn’t say anything, but Lu Xuesong didn’t care: “I’ll be in charge of the presentation. OK?”

Everyone had no objections.

Sha Zhengyi, resting his chin on his hand and tilting his head, suddenly spoke: “So I’m the only one finding materials? And I have to do the interviews too? That’s a bit challenging.”

Lu Xuesong said: “Wen Ci and I are roommates, so it’s more convenient for us to act. We’ll help you.”

Sha Zhengyi lazily nodded: “Alright.”

Jiang Yufeng just slightly lowered his eyes, seemingly uninterested in joining their discussion.

As Wen Ci was about to look away, his peripheral vision caught Jiang Yufeng suddenly picking up his phone, staring at his fingers, then lowering his eyes to his legs, and finally returning his gaze to the phone screen.

This meticulous observation sent shivers down Wen Ci’s spine, prompting him to close his legs together and fidget restlessly.

Jiang Yufeng flipped through several photos in his album, comparing them for a moment.

The mole on the inner side of the middle finger matched. The photo was probably taken with a filter, so it was a bit blurry. In reality, it was quite clear—a small mole, just not very conspicuous.

Several times before, Wen Ci had deliberately sat next to him, and Jiang Yufeng had glanced over unintentionally.

He enlarged the photo of the leg and slid down from top to bottom. There was a very fine scar on the knee.

It was barely noticeable, but it was there. Now that he looked, it perfectly overlapped with the small scar on Wen Ci’s knee in reality.

And now Wen Ci’s constantly closing legs, that slight plumpness, the fair skin that seemed almost translucent with moisture, and the shy posture were identical to the photo.

When adding him, it was also stated that he was a male, with the correct gender.

Hmm, so that’s where the sense of familiarity in the photo came from.

Lu Xuesong made a decision on the side: “Alright, we’ll go to the school for interviews right after the National Day holiday. We just need to collect a few materials to get a passing grade.”

Wen Ci nodded: “Okay.”

Sha Zhengyi added: “Remember to let me know in advance. I’m afraid it might clash with my schedule.”

Lu Xuesong: “Sure.”

His eyes shifted to Jiang Yufeng: “Brother Jiang, are you coming?”

This question was more of a polite gesture, and he didn’t really expect Jiang Yufeng to agree.

Lu Xuesong was even planning that if Jiang Yufeng didn’t come, he could find an excuse to make him take care of the entire PPT.

Jiang Yufeng put down his phone and said indifferently: “If Wen Ci goes, I’ll go.”

Lu Xuesong: “……?”

He slowly looked at Wen Ci.

Wen Ci shook his head in confusion.