Chapter 531 (2/2)

Zhao Youyue never intended to have this happen. All she wanted was to bring companions along to have fun watching movies, having meals, shopping. One would most certainly be lonely without company, so why not fix that if you could?

Those with a degree of self-restraint would be immune to boarding Zhao Youyue’s ship. Those who have already gotten addicted to the experience would have already descended into the abyss, as having fun clearly had far more meaning than studying.

“Du Sensei, you are truly as transparent as glass, aren’t you! Complaining about girls in front of a girl. Shouldn’t you at least put on a mask?” Zhao Youyue smiled knowingly.

Lady Zhao enjoyed giving anyone a nickname if she could help it. For instance, Han Leng was “Little Genius Han.” After a short chat with Du Hang, she had already started calling him “Du Sensei,” as he often digressed into long ramblings of logic and reasoning.

Du Hang retained his usual posture of shambling lifelessly, hunched over and hands in pockets, staring at the world through the lenses of dead fish, beneath heavy eyelids. After hearing Zhao Youyue’s reply, he tilted his head slightly to look at her, only then remembering that there was indeed a girl by his side.

Well, so what?

Without dropping a beat, he mused, “Talking badly about girls behind their backs would be uncouth, so the lesser of two evils would be to do it to a girl upright. Not that my opinion matters much if the girl is self-conceited, right?”

Zhao Youyue’s smile froze, but she could not deny the twisted logic behind Du Sensei’s false reasoning. Still, wasn’t he afraid of making an enemy out of womankind?

Zhao Youyue simply had to ask.

“Heh…. womankind huh…” Du Hang mumbled, “So you hate me now? If so, you can stop talking to me. Not everyone needs a companion along their side. Peace is just as welcome.”

As if Du Hang had found a chance to prove his theory, he continued rambling as if wanting Zhao Youyue to hear it – but it was just borderline audible. “To me, a person is happiest when they hear what they want to hear, even if they are subconsciously aware of its half-truths. They would feel so due to the feeling of acceptance and acknowledgment, knowing that they meant something to the world. In other words, if one is able to accept themselves, then there would be no need for the acknowledgment of others. That is why lone warriors are content being the center of their own universes.”

Du Hang took out his phone with glee and quickly committed his words to digital storage. He truly loved himself for being such a philosopher. He was amazing, being able to please himself without the pointless support of others. Wait, wasn’t that what Gods did? Not unless you were a Greek God, of course.

Zhao Youyue studied the self-indulgent Du Sensei who had fallen into a trance-like stupor. If she had to be truthful, she would admit hating such guys. Guys who could not even be bothered pretending to be gentlemen, or at least pity anyone else. As a matter of fact, any normal girl would surely hate such guys.

This was not a matter of EQ deficit. Du Hang was very much well-versed in the arts of sugarcoating. He could sweep any girl off her feet, only if he wanted to.

However, that was not the true him, so he would never do such a thing. He had no need for sweet-talks, sugarcoats, no friends, regardless of gender. He would not put a mask on to get friends, even if the true him was too much of a douche to have friends. His mouth produced nothing but harsh truths.

Zhao Youyue was the polar opposite. She saw through pretenses like it was glass, and could create the most elaborate smokescreens around her own pretenses…

In this case, she acted accordingly by her wise, accurate judgment. She smiled and chirped, “You are kind of weird, and you love listening to yourself just a little too much, but I don’t think anybody would hate you for that.”