CFL 3

Jiang Yufeng’s figure completely disappeared around the corner.

It’s over.

He really left.

Without even leaving any contact information—how ruthless…

Wen Ci felt like crying into a handkerchief right there.

The next second, a long shadow appeared on the ground at the corner, very similar to the scene when Jiang Yufeng had just left.

Wen Ci stood there, stunned for a few seconds.

Tao Peng came into his line of sight.

Wen Ci immediately stopped feeling like crying, turned around expressionlessly, and went back into the dormitory.

Jiang Yufeng must have been unable to stand those two, which was why he chose to move out. They had paid all the fees before the start of the school year, including the accommodation fee of thirteen hundred for a semester.

Jiang Yufeng said he didn’t want it, and that was that—rich and capricious.

Wen Ci couldn’t afford to spend money so carelessly. Just after the start of the school year, he had already spent most of his living expenses on recharging his card, buying dorm supplies, and so on. And now it was only mid-September; he would have to tighten his belt for the rest of the month.

When Tao Peng came in, he brought some food. The smell of spicy braised food attracted Wen Ci. Lu Xuesong was picking at the food with chopsticks, saying, “I’m going to eat and watch variety shows at the same time. I’ll share some with you, and you can go play video games.”

Wen Ci averted his gaze, pretending he hadn’t seen anything. Soon after, Lu Xuesong got up and handed Wen Ci a small plate of food.

Wen Ci was taken aback and said, “Thank you.”

They were actually very nice people.

They even shared their food with him.

Wen Ci’s guard against them dropped by 0.1 points.

He took out another small bag and asked, “Do you want some fruit?”

Lu Xuesong curiously looked at the apple in his hand and shook his head. “I think apples are the most boring fruit in the world.”

Wen Ci made an “oh” sound. Well, if he didn’t want it, he would eat it himself. He wasn’t picky.

He was worried that the two of them would be lovey-dovey tonight, so he took a shower in advance and prepared a basin of warm water to soak his feet.

While soaking his feet, he replied to his mother’s message. She was asking if he could adapt and if he got along well with his classmates.

Wen Ci always reported the good news and kept the bad to himself, especially since he didn’t know how to report those things…

[Mother: Now that you’re in college, you need to learn to make friends on your own. Don’t be like in high school, like a boring bookworm.]

[Mother: I brought you some skincare products. Take care of your face when you have time.]

[Mother: If you run out of money, ask your dad, not me.]

[Wen Ci: I’m soaking my feet.]

[Mother: That’s more like it. I’m going to sleep if there’s nothing else.]

[Wen Ci: Good night, Mom. Good night, Dad.]

After replying to the messages, there was no more movement from his mother’s side, and the bed across was also quiet. The table was left with some small, trivial items, and he didn’t know if Jiang Yufeng would still need them.

The overwhelming sense of emptiness swept over him like a gust of wind, seeping into every pore of his body. Wen Ci suddenly felt chilly and looked up to see the air conditioner set to 19 degrees.

He suddenly missed home…

Wen Ci rubbed his chest, feeling a sourness in his heart.

The university was quite far from his home; it would take over three hours to drive there. This was the farthest he had ever been from home. Even during high school when he was required to stay on campus, he would rush home as soon as school was over to have a good meal.

Although his mother liked to play mahjong and gamble for small amounts of money, and when her mahjong addiction kicked in, she would completely ignore him, as a foster mother, Wen Ci thought this treatment was sufficient.

Moreover, his father was always working to support the family.

Wen Ci’s family was not well-off, but he was content. Compared to the current indifferent dormitory environment and the impending entry into the mini-society of college, he would rather stay by his mother’s mahjong table, sneakily eating nuts, and waiting for his father to come home from work with some delicious food.

The water in the foot-soaking basin had cooled down. His mother had previously instructed him not to soak his feet for more than half an hour. Wen Ci dried his feet with a towel, put on his shoes, and carried the basin to wash it, then climbed straight into bed.

Although he had wiped his feet with a towel just now, they had turned pale and seemed to have absorbed some water from soaking for too long. They still felt warm to the touch.

Wen Ci decided to sit on the edge of the bed frame, swinging his legs back and forth, planning to air-dry them, as he felt it would be strange to just crawl into bed like this.

Tao Peng had just come out after taking a shower. As soon as he entered, he caught a glimpse of a pair of bright white feet swinging in his peripheral vision.

Wen Ci’s feet were slender and fair, with smooth skin and a graceful contour. The faint blue veins on the top of his feet wound up his ankles, and his toes were plump and tinged with a light pink, resembling delicate white jade under the light.

Wen Ci, who had been lying on his side, turned over and noticed Tao Peng staring at his feet with a greasy and lewd look. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly pulled his feet back.

Sometimes he didn’t want to be overly sensitive, but some people’s behavior was just too obvious. Tao Peng’s gaze was similar to that of the security guard at the entrance of the community who looked at him with a lecherous expression.

Tao Peng withdrew his gaze, shook the towel off his shoulder, and asked, “Did Jiang Yufeng move out?”

Lu Xuesong, who was watching a variety show and laughing, replied, “You’re asking now? He did move out. Wen Ci was even reluctant, standing at the door for a long time.”

Wen Ci turned over on his bed.

Tao Peng walked over to the side of Wen Ci’s bed frame. He was not short and had a good physique. “Do you like Jiang Yufeng?”

“No,” Wen Ci pressed himself against the wall, facing him warily.

Tao Peng raised his arm and rested it on the bed frame, asking, “Don’t you think he’s just pretending to be cool? He’s just a bit taller than me, and our builds are pretty similar…”

Lu Xuesong, hearing this, pressed the pause button and turned to him with a laugh, “He’s way more handsome than you.”

Tao Peng turned around, letting his arm drop, “That’s just a pretty boy look. This is real masculinity.”

Wen Ci took the opportunity to wipe the water droplets off the bed frame with a tissue.

When Tao Peng turned around, he acted as if nothing had happened.

“Hahaha, how can you even say that? You know this year’s school forum is full of topics about the new student Jiang Yufeng. Have you checked it out? Is there any mention of you?” Lu Xuesong mercilessly teased his boyfriend.

“These days, who doesn’t know how to post online? I could create a few throwaway accounts, change my IP, and praise myself everywhere.”

Wen Ci: “…”

Enough.

Before the lights went out that night, Wen Ci carefully closed his curtain, creating a more enclosed space for himself and leaving a broader area for the couple. Soon enough, they were panting and moving below again, the chair legs banging against the bed frame ladder, making a loud clattering sound.

Without Jiang Yufeng around, they were even more unrestrained.

As he was about to drift off to sleep, Wen Ci vaguely remembered reading somewhere that watching adult content could actually be quite sleep-inducing… After all, it was very rhythmic. He now agreed with this viewpoint.

The next morning, the counselor announced that they would go to the auditorium of Building One to collect their military training uniforms and equipment. They had started school in mid-September, but the military training was scheduled for half a month, which was too rushed. The school decided to postpone the training until after the National Day holiday. However, since the fees and uniforms had already been delivered, the students were arranged to pick them up first.

Tao Peng and Lu Xuesong simply couldn’t get up early. They asked him to pick up the clothes on their behalf first thing in the morning.

It was an easy favor, and Wen Ci agreed. He looked at the condoms scattered on the dormitory floor, which hadn’t been cleaned up yet, and silently pretended not to see them.

As he stepped out of the door and saw the sunlight outside the corridor, he felt his breathing become smooth, and he felt more energetic and lively.

“Mom was right. I need to get out more. The dormitory is just too filthy,” Wen Ci muttered to himself all the way.

Since he couldn’t switch dormitories, he would have to accept it. Or maybe there was a chance to apply for another one, or perhaps he could find a part-time job nearby and rent a place outside like Jiang Yufeng did. It wasn’t impossible.

The more he thought about it, the brighter his future seemed. He walked with his head held high and full of energy.

In fact, he didn’t need to leave so early since he had plenty of time, but he was afraid of getting lost and wasting time. So, he had to familiarize himself with the surrounding buildings and slowly made his way to the so-called auditorium of Building One.

Of course, he didn’t recognize the building itself but saw a crowd of people gathered there.

Subconsciously, Wen Ci walked to the end of the line. Several people glanced at him as he approached.

Before long, a few more people joined the line behind him. Bored, Wen Ci took out his phone to read the instructions sent by the counselor. Before he could clearly see the words on his phone, his shoulder was suddenly bumped. Wen Ci turned his head and saw the person behind him smiling.

“You’re in our class,” the person said.

Wen Ci was puzzled. “No, I’m not.”

For the next ten or so minutes, Wen Ci was harassed by the guy behind him.

Finally, after collecting the military training uniform, Wen Ci’s neck was covered in fine sweat, and the back of his T-shirt was damp with a sweat stain.

The hot waves rose in the air, and Wen Ci quickly walked to the gravel path under the shade of the trees.

His expression was melancholic as he was preoccupied with other thoughts.

He had heard before that his next-door neighbor, a novel enthusiast, often read this kind of content and would exclaim, “My whole life is going to be ruined by male homosexual relationships.”

The website seemed to be called something like “A Branch of Begonia”… well, anyway, it was a bunch of people with lustful minds.

He was now in this world.

So was his fate to be… violated?… That was too terrifying.

Thinking this, Wen Ci lowered his head and walked faster, almost colliding with someone coming the other way.

“Uh…”

Wen Ci looked up and his eyes immediately caught sight of Jiang Yufeng standing beside him.

Wen Ci slowly apologized.

“Sorry.”

“It’s okay…” Cheng He was a bit speechless, “No, you bumped into me, why are you staring at him?”

Wen Ci quickly averted his gaze, embarrassedly explaining, “I know him, but I don’t know you.”

Jiang Yufeng’s eyes glanced over.

Wen Ci unconsciously looked again, subconsciously pursing his lips.

The person who Tao Peng and Lu Xuesong had discussed all night long had just appeared in front of him, effortlessly arousing curiosity.

The face was the same as the hard photos on the posts. Jiang Yufeng’s features were sharp and delicate, very much in line with the current popular aesthetics. How to put it, it was probably the so-called “acerbic beauty”—the colder, the more attractive.

He was holding a pen and a notebook, dressed more formally in a shirt and trousers. Under the scorching sun, he exuded a faint coolness, looking very much like an intellectual.

And although they had only been apart for a day, it felt like a long time had passed. Jiang Yufeng felt very unfamiliar to him, which was indeed the case since they weren’t really familiar…

Cheng He let out a “Hey”: “You two know each other? In the same class?”

Wen Ci nodded, “We used to be in the same dormitory, but Jiang moved out.”

Cheng He kept staring at Wen Ci’s face. They stood in the shade of the trees, with sunlight filtering through the branches and leaves, casting dappled light on Wen Ci’s standard, small oval face—eyelashes, nose, lips—delicate and charming features, yet his expression conveyed a sense of innocence, a face full of contrasts.

Cheng He was about to chat more when Jiang Yufeng indifferently said, “Let’s go.”

Wen Ci pursed his lips, holding three sets of military training uniforms, and slightly stepped aside to let them go first.

Cheng He glanced at Jiang Yufeng’s retreating back, then at Wen Ci, and finally reluctantly followed.

“What’s the matter with you?”

Jiang Yufeng: “That’s what I should be asking you.”

“He’s not your classmate?”

“Not really familiar.”

“He looks so adorable. His face looks so soft. You’re really indifferent! Didn’t you used to love this kind of thing?”

“You also know it was in the past.”

Cheng He laughed, “He’s completely in my aesthetic zone. I really like him.”

For his friend’s superficial liking based solely on appearance, Jiang Yufeng found it somewhat shallow. Wen Ci was pretty, but he seemed a bit naive and somewhat delicate. Jiang Yufeng didn’t like that, so he felt nothing.

But in this looks-obsessed world, such situations were quite common.

Cheng He got excited, “Do you have his WeChat?”

This question sounded strangely grating to Jiang Yufeng, who coldly replied, “No.”

“You were in the same class, even the same dormitory, and you don’t have it? You’re really boring.”

Jiang Yufeng: “Are you very interesting?”

Cheng He couldn’t help but blabber, “Much more than you. Those posts praising you are only because they don’t know you. When it comes to personality, I’m more popular than you.”

Jiang Yufeng was completely indifferent to others’ opinions.

Cheng He smiled, “Ask your classmate for his WeChat.”

Jiang Yufeng seemed not to hear it, and after a while, he indifferently said, “He’s not suitable for you.”

“??” Cheng He began to doubt, “You’re not trying to keep him for yourself, are you? That’s why you’re saying that.”

Jiang Yufeng: “What’s your basis for that assumption?”

“Don’t pretend. Be honest.”

Jiang Yufeng showed impatience, and Cheng He finally shut up, but he still felt something was off. He clicked his tongue and recklessly asked, “Then why were you staring at him just now when I was talking to him?”

“It wasn’t what you said,” Jiang Yufeng’s tone was ambiguous, “because he’s pretty.”

For some reason, in the sweltering heat, Cheng He felt a chill down his spine… Could it be that he really had his eyes on that guy? No way, with Jiang Yufeng’s personality, if he really liked someone, he would probably have hidden that person away already, not allowing anyone else to covet.

After all, that was just how he was.

Wen Ci watched as they walked away side by side and slowly drew back his gaze.

He returned to the dormitory first. Since he wasn’t good at recognizing the way, he took a detour and got back to the dormitory around eleven. He was just about to put his things away and go have a meal.

As Wen Ci was about to take out his key to open the door, Lu Xuesong suddenly spoke from inside: “Don’t open it yet, we’ll open it for you!”

Their dormitory, room 504, was located at the end of a separate corner, so even in broad daylight, few people passed by, not to mention it was mealtime now.

The door opened, and Tao Peng carried Lu Xuesong horizontally to the door, with Lu Xuesong stretching his arm to open it.

Wen Ci was terrified, thinking they hadn’t finished their business below. But upon looking, he saw they had just come out of the shower. They must have been lovey-dovey again…

So he was just one of their plays…

They were just too strange. How could someone do it during the day and also at night? Doesn’t their butt hurt… Is it really that comfortable?

As someone who had never been exposed to sex, Wen Ci had such thoughts, all thanks to Lu Xuesong, who looked so well-nourished…

Wen Ci closed the door and couldn’t help but say, “In broad daylight, you should be more mindful. What if someone else had knocked on the door?”

Lu Xuesong smiled brightly, “So is it okay at night then? I see you seem almost accustomed to it now. Can you accept it now?”

Wen Ci thought to himself, could he really not accept it? The earplugs he had ordered online hadn’t arrived yet… He also didn’t know where the school’s courier point was.

Tao Peng had already put Lu Xuesong down. He was already wearing underwear and was just putting his clothes on.

“Let’s go have a meal, not with Tao Peng.”

Wen Ci’s neck was hooked by him, but he quickly and nimbly slipped out from under his arm, “Sure.”

He could also take the opportunity to familiarize himself with the way to the cafeteria again.

As they walked to the cafeteria, quite a few people stole glances at them. Wen Ci was already used to these looks. As long as they weren’t too lewd or vulgar, he didn’t mind.

Lu Xuesong, with his arm around Wen Ci’s, smiled and said, “Do you think they’re looking at me or at you?”

Wen Ci replied decisively, “You.”

He’d give the blessing to you.

Lu Xuesong smiled, “But my eyes are only on you~”

Wen Ci created a little more distance between them.

Lu Xuesong had fair skin and a somewhat feminine appearance. His facial features were delicate, with a smile that curved his eyebrows and eyes into crescents, and he had adorable dimples on both sides, a very likable look.

So Wen Ci didn’t understand why he could produce such a spine-tingling voice, so delicate and tender…

Was it really that enjoyable? Was being intimate really that comfortable…

They sat in a corner with their trays. As Lu Xuesong was eating, he suddenly whispered, “At first, I really wanted to try Jiang Yufeng~”

“Try what?”

“You know… that.”

“What do you mean, ‘that’?”

“……Bang, bang, bang.”

“Why are you suddenly clapping?”

Lu Xuesong: “…”

Wen Ci looked at Lu Xuesong, who was about to lose his temper, and Lu Xuesong immediately lost interest in explaining: “You know, Tao Peng and I… in the dormitory… all the time…”

“I understand now.” Wen Ci didn’t quite understand why this had anything to do with clapping. Was it a term between them?

Lu Xuesong blinked, “He has such a good physique. It seems very exciting. I think Tao Peng is already amazing, but judging by the looks, Jiang Yufeng would be even better. Classic male model waist~”

Wen Ci felt the need to clarify, “I don’t have that kind of thought. I’m… different from you guys.”

Lu Xuesong raised his eyebrows in surprise, “Still such a little boy~ I like that even more.”

Wen Ci chewed on a piece of celery, and under the table, Lu Xuesong scraped his calf. He looked up to see half a celery stick being chewed in Lu Xuesong’s mouth, eating like a rabbit, chewing and swallowing before speaking, “Don’t do that.”

“But I really like you. You keep rejecting me.”

It was a very straightforward confession, but it didn’t seem vulgar, probably because Lu Xuesong’s face was just too delicate.

Wen Ci pursed his lips. Although he had no sexual experience, he said, “I don’t think I would be the dominant one…”

Lu Xuesong smiled mysteriously, “With me, you definitely would be 1.”

“Why?” Wen Ci was reminded of the meaningful remark Lu Xuesong had made before, something along the lines of him not being like normal men.

“Do you want to know?” Lu Xuesong bit the end of his chopsticks, revealing a moist tongue, “How about we take a bath together tonight?”

Lu Xuesong pointed to himself, then to Wen Ci, and then to the air, “Me, you, Tao Peng, all together.”

Wen Ci: “…”

3…….. 3p?

Are you guys crazy, or am I the one who’s crazy?