Ch138 - It’s true that I didn’t like you either… (1/2)
10.5 – It’s true that I didn’t like you either…
translator: xiin
editors: alamerysl &BlueBug
The scene became a little awkward at once. The students were unable to see clearly what was going on, but many of them were curious and came to the entrance to take a look.
Mu Sichao let go of Xue Ling’s hand as though he had just been scalded. He looked both flustered and happy. He then reached out to hold Xue Ling’s hand with both of his and shook it hard, saying, “I need to deal with that group of students first. Wait for me to come back out!”
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Xue Ling nodded obediently.
Mu Sichao turned around and herded the students at the door back inside. He slammed the door shut on his way in – it seemed as though he wanted to sort out his class as quickly as possible.
So the poor students were quickly dealt with by their professor. Homework that should have been assigned a few weeks later dropped down on their heads, and their professor went through the homework requirements as quickly as he could. He told them that their current class time should be used to begin their homework, and that they could leave if they wanted to.
After that, he packed up his things, turned around, and went straight back out the door.
It seemed that Wen Ruoyi had finally gathered his wits by the time he came out. He anxiously wanted to say something to the teenager, but the youth looked very indifferent, acting as though there was no one by his side.
Mu Sichao had no time to think about how he could help his friend out in such a situation. He approached them, uncertain and hesitant, then called out, “Simu?”
Xue Ling turned his head to look at him and nodded: “… It’s me.”
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Mu Sichao experienced a moment of relief, and he let out a sigh. Something seemed to change within him right then and there.
He curved his lips, his smile even more wicked than Xue Ling’s. “Come on, let’s find a place to talk.”
“Okay.” Xue Ling stared at him for a long time. He finally knew how malicious the system had been to the man.
Although his current body looked like his original one, at most it was thirty to forty percent similar. But Mu Sichao and his appearance were truly similar. Only, his temperament was unlike Xue Ling’s, so the feeling that he gave off was different.
It was no wonder that the system kept emphasizing that even if the man had really fallen for someone else, it would only be because he had gotten the wrong person.
But Xue Ling could not accept this kind of thing happening. He basically now had a malicious attitude towards this entire world.
It was weird to see a face that looked like his own appear in front of him. Xue Ling really did not like having a copy of himself. If the protagonist shou’s performance in the next little while was not good enough to improve his bad impression of this world a bit, Xue Ling would not mind allowing this world’s plot to follow its original path.
The two of them walked ahead, and Wen Ruoyi followed them with an odd expression on his face.
Although he had been friends with Mu Sichao ever since they were young, he seldom heard him mention that he had a younger brother. He knew Mu Sichao had been looking for someone all these years, but suddenly, a younger brother popped out of nowhere, and it was Ning Simu…
This feeling was really weird.
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He now understood Ning Simu’s mood, and exactly why Ning Simu had insisted on breaking up, though he was not sure what the two of them had gone through, or even why they were separated.
“… Simu, you’ve always known about me?” In fact, Mu Sichao had been looking for his mother all these years because when they separated, Ning Simu had only been a baby in his mother’s arms. He had only been born a few months ago, and it was impossible for that baby to have an impression of him. When he lost contact with his mother, Simu was still very small, and Mu Sichao always felt that his younger brother probably didn’t remember that he had an elder brother. He had not expected that Ning Simu would be the one to recognize him first…
“I knew.” Xue Ling looked down and spoke casually, “Before mother died, she told me that I must find you…”
Mu Sichao’s steps paused. He turned his head incredulously and asked, “Mother is dead?!”
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“Yes. She got cancer, spent a year in a hospital bed, then finally left us.” Xue Ling pressed his lips together and said, “When she died, she said that the thing she was most sorry for in her life was you. You were still a child, but she left you behind, and then left me behind. She said she had not been a good mother…”
The moment he heard this news, Mu Sichao’s mood became extremely agitated; but the more agitated he was, the calmer he appeared to be. “Mother… when did she die?”
“In my third year of junior middle school…” Xue Ling raised his hand and blocked out the sunshine with his palm as he looked up into the sky. “I remember that I went to the hospital to see her after the high school entrance exam and saw her for the last time.”
“…” Mu Sichao let out a sigh after a long moment of silence.
“Er…” Wen Ruoyi quietly interjected a sentence from behind the two. “We’re at the coffee shop. Should we go inside and sit down?”
Mu Sichao pulled himself together and looked at the coffee shop beside them. “This is our college’s coffee shop. Come in and we’ll find a spot to talk properly.”
Xue Ling didn’t say anything. During the whole process, he didn’t even look at Wen Ruoyi who was standing beside them. This made the system who had been watching the show from the side a little surprised.
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Was host really determined to leave the man hanging for the duration of this world?
It was currently class time, and there weren’t many people in the cafe. Mu Sichao chose a spot next to a window and sat down with Xue Ling. As soon as he sat down, he took Xue Ling’s hand in his own and said, “Simu, tell me about how you and your mother have spent these years.”
Xue Ling nodded and said, “…Well, there’s not much to say. My first memories are of mother bringing me along to work. She needed to work, and needed to bring me up, and it was finally too tiring, so she found me a stepfather.”
“Mother probably broke off contact with you after she got remarried and we moved.” Xue Ling did not break away from Mu Sichao’s hold on his hand, and only put on an especially sad expression as he recalled the past. “She wrote to you, but she couldn’t wait for your reply. At first she thought you were angry about her remarriage, but later on, stepfather helped her look into it, and we learned that you had gone abroad after something happened.”
“…” Mu Sichao pressed his lips together, then said, “Back then, I left in a hurry. I should have gone to see you and mother.”
“Hmm…”
At the end of the day, they had missed each other. The two of them held hands tightly and looked down, and it was unknown if they were thinking about the same thing or not.
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This picture was very beautiful. Both of their side profiles were similar, but Mu Sichao’s choppy hair was very straight while Xue Ling’s head of small curls was messy. The light coming in from the window blurred the two faces somewhat, and they seemed to be isolated from the world.
“Pa!”