CFL 8

“He told me to stay away from him,” Wen Ci said dryly while eating an ice cream. “Does he hate me? Does he think I’m too annoying?”

Lu Xuesong frowned. “How many times have you two even met?”

“Twice.”

Wen Ci’s expression was particularly readable, and Lu Xuesong thought he should look a bit dejected. “Then do you want to try someone else?”

Wen Ci opened the drawer, put his meal card inside, and after a moment of thought, said, “I’ll give it one more try.”

If it doesn’t work, it doesn’t work. He wouldn’t force it.

The following week, classes started to increase, and with the National Day holiday approaching, everyone was preoccupied with plans to travel rather than focusing on school. Lu Xuesong had also brought up the topic, asking if Wen Ci wanted to go home, to which Wen Ci nodded; he did.

“Aren’t you going to travel?” Lu Xuesong still wanted to invite him to go together to build their relationship.

“There are too many people. I don’t want to,” Wen Ci replied, unable to bear the hot and stuffy air, and most importantly, he missed home.

This time in class, Wen Ci again chose to sit next to Jiang Yufeng. He greeted him with a smile, and Jiang Yufeng nodded slightly without any additional expression.

The teacher was lecturing at the front, and Wen Ci poked his chin with the pen tip. Seeing that Jiang Yufeng wasn’t paying attention, he quietly asked, “Do you have plans after class?”

“Yes.”

Rejected again.

After being turned down so many times, Wen Ci couldn’t help but feel a bit discouraged. No wonder the posts said Jiang Yufeng was hard to get a hold of.

Wen Ci had mentally prepared himself for rejection, but apparently, he hadn’t prepared enough.

Jiang Yufeng glanced at him.

But Wen Ci had already slumped softly onto the desk, not noticing his look.

The bell for the end of the first class rang, and Wen Ci, lying on the desk, turned his head towards the door, noticing Cheng He standing there, greeting Jiang Yufeng.

Wen Ci blinked as he watched their retreating backs.

The next second, a large shadow fell over his face, and Wen Ci’s gaze gradually moved upwards, meeting Lu Xuesong’s eyes.

Wen Ci sat up straight immediately. “What’s up?”

“Accompany me to the restroom.”

“…” Wen Ci was puzzled. “Can’t you go by yourself?”

“There are too many people here. I’m going upstairs. Come with me.”

“Alright then.”

The upper floors were usually used for exams, so they were generally empty, but the restrooms were quite busy, especially the women’s side.

Wen Ci peeked inside the men’s restroom and saw it was quite crowded. After a few seconds of consideration, he said to Lu Xuesong, “I’ll wait for you in the corridor.”

Lu Xuesong pouted discontentedly. “Fine, don’t go far. After I’m done, let’s go to the supermarket on the first floor.”

“Okay,” Wen Ci drawled.

The men’s restroom smelled quite strong. Wen Ci wasn’t sure if it was because the cleaning lady hadn’t done her job properly or something else, so he walked a bit further and leaned against a pillar in the corner.

As soon as Wen Ci took out his phone, he suddenly heard someone calling his name from the other side of the wall. He tilted his head and listened carefully. If he wasn’t mistaken, it was Cheng He’s voice.

After finishing their business, Cheng He suddenly asked, “How have you been getting along with Wen Ci lately?”

Seeing the probing look on his face, Jiang Yufeng shifted his gaze to the distance and tugged at the corner of his mouth. “If you like him, go after him. I’m not interested in him.”

“Ah…” Cheng He was a bit bewildered.

Wen Ci, standing behind the pillar, blinked rapidly, feeling his eyelids grow tired before finally lowering his eyes.

His mind was racing with thoughts—

No more intimate moments with Jiang Yufeng~~

Soon he saw a long shadow stretching and spreading in front of him. Wen Ci looked up and saw Lu Xuesong walking towards him. Without thinking, he went up to him and dragged Lu Xuesong downstairs.

Lu Xuesong let out a couple of “Ah”s. “What’s the rush? There’s still plenty of time before class starts.”

When they reached the platform downstairs, Wen Ci finally let go and took a few careful breaths.

Lu Xuesong had a big question mark on his face. “What’s going on? You suddenly dragged me and ran. You scared me.”

Wen Ci slightly regulated his breathing, then stood up straight and looked at Lu Xuesong, his eyes wide and dark, carefully choosing his words. “Did I? If you didn’t want to, I couldn’t drag you.”

His tone was very calm, not at all like his panicked state just now, but Lu Xuesong felt something must have happened, though he couldn’t quite figure it out.

“…” In the end, Lu Xuesong was convinced. “I suppose you’re right. Let’s go get something to drink.”

In the corridor corner—

Cheng He gasped. “I do like him, but he’s not interested in me. I can’t force myself on him, right?”

Jiang Yufeng held his phone between two fingers and spun it lightly. “Didn’t you two get along well at the coffee shop?”

“That day, you came, didn’t you? He was looking for you… It has nothing to do with me anyway.” Cheng He was used to it; 80% of the people who approached him were actually looking for Jiang Yufeng.

Jiang Yufeng raised an eyebrow slightly and let out a soft “Oh.”

“Oh?” Cheng He felt hurt. “One day, I’ll strangle you.”

“Feel free.”

At that moment, his phone vibrated a few times. Jiang Yufeng opened it and stared at it for a long time without replying.

Curious, Cheng He glanced over and said sarcastically, “Haha, your neighbor sister is asking for your voice again.”

When Jiang Yufeng was younger and couldn’t do much but wanted to earn money, his neighbor, a professional voice actress, often needed help. Since Jiang Yufeng spent a lot of time at her place, he picked up some basic voice acting skills.

Jiang Yufeng had a naturally pleasant voice, and with some training, it became even more mature. However, he wasn’t interested in voice acting and only helped his neighbor out of kindness.

The invitations usually went like this:

Mei Xinyuan: “This little rascal’s voice suits you perfectly. You were always like this as a kid. Come help me!!”

Mei Xinyuan: “This playboy character matches you so well. You have to come. I’ll pay you and even treat you to some candy.”

Money could indeed make miracles happen, and it could also transform Jiang Yufeng into a playboy character in an instant.

But after graduating from high school and starting a studio with his childhood friend, Jiang Yufeng no longer needed the small income from voice acting. He only helped out to return the favor.

Before the class bell rang, Wen Ci and Lu Xuesong made it back to the classroom just in time.

Wen Ci listened to the lecture while doodling, unlike the previous class, he didn’t even glance at Jiang Yufeng next to him.

Jiang Yufeng kept his head down, replying to messages with a very indifferent expression, as if lost in thought. His arm moved slightly, pushing the book over and touching Wen Ci’s hand.

Without looking, Wen Ci simply pushed the book back and leaned to the other side, putting some distance between himself and Jiang Yufeng.

Jiang Yufeng glanced at him and slowly put his book in the drawer.

Soon, the class ended, and Lu Xuesong was pulled away by Tao Peng to have a meal. The three of them ate together, and then Tao Peng was called away by his friends to play ball, leaving just the two of them to head back to the dormitory.

Although Lu Xuesong admitted that his relationship with Tao Peng wasn’t really romantic—in fact, it was more of a casual fling—their easygoing way of interacting was something Wen Ci aspired to.

On the way back to the dormitory, Wen Ci declared firmly, “I don’t want Jiang Yufeng anymore.”

Lu Xuesong’s eyes widened in surprise. “You’ve finally come to your senses. So, who have you set your sights on?”

Wen Ci looked a bit troubled. “I don’t have anyone in mind yet.”

Lu Xuesong assured him that he would take care of it and then took out his phone to flip through his photo album. Wen Ci looked at several people but subconsciously compared them to Jiang Yufeng.

This comparison was a big mistake—it made Jiang Yufeng seem even more handsome and well-built.

Wen Ci felt his taste in people was definitely in Jiang Yufeng’s category. “Is there anyone similar?”

Lu Xuesong was at a loss.

“What do you think?”

After all, Jiang Yufeng was a prominent figure among the freshmen. He didn’t even have to do anything; just standing there attracted a crowd, especially the 0s.

Back in the dormitory, after closing the door, Lu Xuesong suddenly had an idea. “How about we temporarily don’t focus on looks?”

“What do you mean?”

“It means we chat online first. If we feel it’s a good match, then we meet in person,” Lu Xuesong explained. “Since you don’t know the other person, it’s natural for people to be attracted by appearances, but they’re not as good-looking as Jiang Yufeng. So why not try a different approach?”

“Tao Peng isn’t the most handsome one either. I was initially attracted to his personality, and it’s still the same now.”

That made sense.

Wen Ci asked, puzzled, “Where do I find them?”

“A safer place would be the school forum. Only students from our school can log in, so at least there’s some security. There are quite a few posts about making friends, and many of them are quite suggestive. You can filter through them.”

Wen Ci was excited. “I’ll give it a try.”

Seeing this, Lu Xuesong quietly smiled. “Have you really given up on Jiang Yufeng?”

Wen Ci was actually a bit reluctant to let go: “What can I do if he doesn’t like me? And…”

And he didn’t really want a relationship; he just wanted to be intimate~~

Intimacy above all!!!

If Jiang Yufeng didn’t like him, he wouldn’t force it.

In the afternoon, with no classes, they stayed in the dormitory. Wen Ci sat in front of the desk, logged in, and began browsing through the posts. He clicked on those with attractive titles and then exited.

Since he couldn’t see the faces, he was very cautious, choosing only those with a high number of replies.

Wen Ci heard the door open and turned his head, his finger simultaneously tapping on the screen of that post, and then he looked down again, shocked.

The replies inside were all—

3rd floor: Squatting for a contact!

4th floor: Squatting

5th floor: dd

…

15th floor: Squatting, squatting, squatting. Please kick my butt hard!!!

16th floor: Still no contact? (Cold look) Haha (nonchalant smile) Very good (swinging a wine glass) Your little trick of playing hard to get has been seen through by me. Want to play with me? (Scornful smile) But please know your limits. My patience (cold look) is not much. Don’t force me to kneel down and beg you!!! Squatting, squatting, squatting.

Finally, on the 20th floor, Wen Ci saw the contact information posted by the original poster, along with the text—Sorry, the lxfs was swallowed by the review just now. It’s just come out now.

This… Wen Ci felt like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world. After calming down, he realized this person was very popular, comparable to Jiang Yufeng’s popularity.

Seems like a good candidate.

Wen Ci added his WeChat, filled in the forum and post name in the verification message, and after a moment of thought, added one more line to catch his attention.

[Senior, you should check me out. I’m super handsome.]