Chapter 122 - Men Stay Here!) Lin Wenxi Was Attacked When He Returned to School (1/2)

Chapter 122 (Men Stay Here!) Lin Wenxi Was Attacked When He Returned to School

So many students in a class ran away, but at last they couldn’t swathe flames in paper. Under the strict orders of the university counselor, several other boys were on duty for a few days, but eventually, they went back one after another because nothing serious happened.

Later, Gu Xi could not hold up. Instead, he was taken care of by others due to sickness. He dared not stay there but ran back to school secretly and silently, which made Lin Wenxi uncomfortable for a long time.

Zheng Kai was worried about being attacked by someone during the daytime, so he chose to be on duty with Chen Wanxin during the day. His kindness was ridiculed by Lin Wenxi that he was a single dog driven out of the door in a snowy day, watched the owners fall over each other under the window and shed tears. Zheng Kai was surprised at why Lin Wenxi was so mean. At last, he was saddened by the clear picture in Lin Wenxi’s words, and lit cigarettes in the window.

Shu Xiaoman was more and more depressed. The three girls in her dormitory had dependent but she had not even seen the hope of germination. She thought that if she tried her best to treat Lin Wenxi, she would be able to wait for the day when the clouds and mists were cleared, even if not, she could accept that he was with Zhao Yuan. But this boy would try his best as long as it was beneficial to Zhao Yuan, and would avoid everything that was unfavorable to Zhao Yuan. He was even afraid that his loud voice would affect Zhao Yuan’s sleep. Surprisingly, he knew that Zhao Yuan and Chen Wanxin was sleeping in another room, but he could guard at the door of the ward without showing his emotion.

More than once, she felt that she was seemingly farther and farther away from the boy. When she left the hospital, Lin Wenxi had not been retained her at all, nor had she ever been sent out.

“Wenxi, you should go back to school.” Zhao Yuan suddenly sat in the bench in the hospital corridor, by Lin Wenxi’s side, and said before he kept silent for a long time.

“Did I disturb your two-people’s world?” Lin Wenxi bowed his head and played the only game, Snake, in his mobile phone, and said absently.

“Wenxi…” Zhao Yuan took Lin Wenxi by the shoulder and held him in his arms. “Do you know? Sometimes, it’s the only way I feel like I’m still alive.”

“Yuan… I am sorry… I don’t know your situation, or I’ll never ask my dad to ban the boxing gym.” Lin Wenxi shrank in Zhao Yuan’s hug and whispered.

“I don’t blame you. It’s me who is useless.” Zhao Yuan gently patted Lin Wenxi’s back. “You must be tired these days.”

“Since you have met your darling, how can you not be overjoyed?” Lin Wenxi smilingly said, “Anyway, you don’t understand.”

“They are Gu Xi’s two dishes. One is red bean porridge mixed with something, called ‘since you have met your darling’ and the other is a heart-shaped pair of stewed chicken wings, called ‘how can you not be overjoyed’. I have known it for a long time.” Zhao Yuan smiled wearily and said, “You and him are literary and artistic young fair boys.”

“Did my mother contact you?” Lin Wenxi asked. He knew that once the university counselor called his family and his mother couldn’t contact him, she would go to Zhao Yuan, which became a routine when Zhao Yuan first called his family. Lin Wenxi didn’t know that Zhao Yuan had been scolded before he came.

“Well, if you don’t go back to school, your credits would be negative,” Zhao Yuan said.

“We can repeat the year’s work together, and we stay in school for another year.” Lin Wenxi laughed and rubbed in Zhao Yuan’s hug, feeling dissatisfied, rubbed again. Then still dissatisfied, he like a cat generally rubbed directly under his neck. Zhao Yuan could not help kissing him. When they were amused, someone coughed slightly beside them. It was Zheng Zihuan.

“You’re not afraid that something happened to your father since you did it on duty!” Zheng Zihuan said sternly.

Lin Wenxi blushed to his ears. He recalled that they couldn’t hold their feelings and made such a move in the corridor. Obviously, Zheng Zihuan was looking straight at them.

“Uncle Zheng, what’s wrong?” Zhao Yuan asked.

“What were you doing? You are two boys.” Zheng Zihuan turned around to look at Lin Wenxi.

“We were training on how to do artificial respiration,” Zhao Yuan said.