DTTCM Chapter 12

Even in this situation, Sheng Yuan teased with a casual tone.

As if he didn’t quite grasp that he was at a disadvantage.

“Or perhaps, you have this peculiar preference?”

Yu Zuojin’s face darkened.

Sheng Yuan’s glasses flew somewhere amidst their struggle, but even when pinned to the bed, his eyebrows and eyes remained defiant.

His remarkably striking eyes swept over Yu Zuojin’s expression.

“I washed your school uniform for you, tidied up the dorm, and you don’t like that? Then what do you like?”

Yu Zuojin looked at Sheng Yuan, who was pinned to the bed, unable to move, yet still full of vitality.

If it were anyone else in front of him, they would either remain stubbornly silent or beg him to spare them with cries of despair.

But Sheng Yuan acted as if nothing were amiss.

“Don’t waste your efforts.”

A harsh and piercing voice emerged, barely escaping his tongue, lacking inflection and intonation, tearing directly from his throat.

Whether in pronunciation, tone, or fluctuation, it was all peculiar.

And the useless things he referred to didn’t just imply helping with his dorm and doing his laundry; it was a simpler translation for “get lost.”

“How is this a useless thing? If you’re happy, then I’m happy, aren’t I?”

“Did you review the study materials I gave you yesterday? If there’s anything you don’t understand, I can explain it to you.”

The aura surrounding Yu Zuojin grew colder, and his grip on Sheng Yuan’s wrist gradually tightened.

Sheng Yuan winced in pain, his jaw tensing.

His twisted arm remained frozen behind him.

“Don’t you understand?”

Sheng Yuan took a sharp breath.

“Today, take your belongings and leave.”

Sheng Yuan gritted his teeth but remained silent.

Yu Zuojin grasped the back of his neck and lifted him up.

Sheng Yuan was forced to straighten up.

Yu Zuojin looked at his reddened profile.

“Speak.”

Damn it.

Sheng Yuan cursed inwardly and, using every ounce of strength, forcefully smashed his head backward.

The back of his head struck Yu Zuojin’s forehead, causing a painful jolt. He wanted to break free during his moment of pain.

However, after being attacked, Yu Zuojin remained unfazed, not even loosening his grip on Sheng Yuan’s wrist.

Sheng Yuan: “…”

Why was it not going as he had anticipated?

His beautiful, messed-up life.

But even in this situation, when he saw that Yu Zuojin didn’t flinch, Sheng Yuan didn’t pause and immediately launched a second fierce assault.

It was akin to a mutually destructive approach; he used all his strength to tilt his entire body backward, while Yu Zuojin, with his upper body resembling an impenetrable fortress, used his waist and hips to arch against Sheng Yuan’s thigh, each intending to lead the other to the cracked floorboards.

In an instant, both of them toppled backward from the bed.

A thud resounded.

Next door, Zheng Zilu was startled awake from his small bed.

“An earthquake! It’s an earthquake!”

His sleepy roommate replied, “No need to run for a small quake; and you can’t escape a big one either.”

Epigraph: Life and death are destined; wealth and honor are in heaven’s hands.

Zheng Zilu covered himself with the blanket and went back to sleep.

Meanwhile, Sheng Yuan sat on Yu Zuojin’s waist and abdomen, wincing as he moved his wrist marked by Yu Zuojin’s grip.

Looking at the furious expression on Yu Zuojin who was beneath him and with one of his (Yu Zuojin’s) legs still trapped in the hole in the floor, he lamented— Fortunes change.

Truly, an old saying.

He reached out and gently touched Yu Zuojin’s head, checking for injuries.

He didn’t have eyes at the back of his head, so he didn’t see whether it was Yu Zuojin’s head or the back that hit the ground first.

But regardless, it must be said that this face was quite handsome, and the black mole was the perfect finishing touch.

“Does it hurt?”

A cochlear implant external device flew out from Yu Zuojin and landed by his feet. Sheng Yuan conveniently helped him put it back on.

Yu Zuojin’s eyes were deep and dark, as if he wanted to devour Sheng Yuan whole.

Sheng Yuan chuckled. “Why resist then? Meeting me might be a result of your good deeds in a past life.”

“Washing your clothes, tidying up the dormitory, I don’t expect your gratitude,” he said as he sat on Yu Zuojin and dressed him. “After all, I have some ulterior motives when it comes to you.”

A smirk played on his lips as he looked at Yu Zuojin beneath him, his melodious voice sounding in his ears.

“Yu Zoujin, you’re quite famous.”

On the other end, the system, which was blocked when it came to scenes involving violence, gambling, and drugs, received the news of Sheng Yuan completing his mission.

[System: …]

‘Sure enough.

Even if the guy was about to die, he would still provoke people.’

Sheng Yuan knew that thoroughly provoking Yu Zuojin would lead to no good results. After all, Yu Zuojin’s one hundred million delinquency points didn’t come without reason. Just now, it was almost effortless for the other party to pin him down on the bed, rendering him immobile.

He buttoned Yu Zuojin’s collar to the topmost button. “I didn’t intend to annoy you. Who would wash your clothes and clean up to deliberately annoy you?”

Implicitly, it meant you should know better.

Yu Zoujin: “…”

“If you mind others touching your belongings, I apologize. But I didn’t have any ulterior motives; I simply wanted to tidy them up. If you still find it difficult to let go, I can reluctantly consider making you my wife.”

‘That way, I won’t be an outsider anymore.’

Yu Zuojin: “…”

To put it bluntly, Sheng Yuan was saying: I was wrong, but I won’t change.

He got off the person and attempted to pull him up with a gentle tug.

He was leaving a way out, for the sake of future encounters.

But the extended hand remained empty.

Sheng Yuan didn’t mind and took the opportunity to pick up the glasses that had flown to the head of the bed and put them on.

“I don’t want to see you again tomorrow.”

The hoarse voice gave a final warning to Sheng Yuan.

However, the latter simply changed the subject directly. “What time do you finish work every day?”

Seeing that the other person didn’t respond, Sheng Yuan took a few steps forward, closing the distance. “I know you work at a barbecue restaurant. What time do you finish work?”

Yu Zuojin looked at him with cold eyes.

Sheng Yuan raised an eyebrow. “It’s not safe at night. I’ll come pick you up.”

Naturally, it was also to ensure that he returned to the dormitory on time and be a good baby.

Yu Zuojin turned around, approaching him, with a terrifying voice. “Don’t let me find out what you’re up to behind my back.”

“Didn’t I already say it?” Sheng Yuan narrowed his eyes. “I have some ulterior motives when it comes to you.”

Yu Zuojin’s eyes darkened. Just as he was about to take action, the dormitory door was suddenly knocked.

It was the dormitory supervisor.

“Are the two of you in Room 408? The ones downstairs said you were making too much noise. Did something happen?”

Sheng Yuan reached past Yu Zuojin and opened the door.

“We’re here.”

Seeing the two of them standing upright in the dormitory, without any missing limbs, the dormitory supervisor felt relieved.

“What happened just now, with all that noise?”

“The floor is damaged. Can we report it for repair, Teacher?”

“Yes, can one of you come with me to register?”

Sheng Yuan naturally walked out of the dormitory and, before leaving, threw a sentence inside.

“We’ve made plans. I’ll come pick you up after work.”

With that, he followed behind the dormitory supervisor and walked away in a confident manner.

It wasn’t until they reached the first floor that Sheng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up, bored, at the slightly peeling ceiling of the dormitory office.

The oppression that Yu Zuojin brought was far greater than he had initially anticipated.

It felt as though the air circulation around him wasn’t as smooth, and a heavy weight pressed on his chest like a boulder.

As the dormitory supervisor searched for a repair form, the system suddenly came online.

[System: How are you doing? How are you doing? You bastard, how are you doing!!!!]

Sheng Yuan furrowed his brow at the noise.

“Still alive.”

[System: You’re still alive?!]

She g Yuan wasn’t sure if this statement expressed joy or regret that he wasn’t beaten to death.

He voluntarily attributed the meaning to the latter.

For coming back from the brink of death under Yu Zuojin’s hand, his delinquency points had increased significantly, about to reach 8,000.

After reporting the damaged floor in Room 408 and with the lunch break about to end, Sheng Yuan returned to the classroom with his school uniform jacket in hand.

However, what he saw before him was somewhat unexpected.

The group that usually went wild during the lunch break, including Xia Zhiqi and Xiao Pang, were burying themselves in studying, writing diligently with their pens.

The day after tomorrow was the monthly exam, and Xia Zhiqi and his group had almost abandoned all their playtime, studying diligently in the classroom.

“Odd remains unchanged, even remains unchanged! Symbols looks like likes! How the hell can there be a line! Where is the line! The labor line!!!!”

“It’s quadrants, you idiot!”

“Who is that who has time to listen to me recite?”

“Damn it, who knows this problem? Come and take a look.”

Xia Zhiqi sat there with his eyes closed, brainwashing himself, “All of this is the karma I created in my previous life. I deserve everything. All of this is the karma I created in my previous life. I deserve everything.”

Jin Anzhu wanted to cry but had no tears. “Why do you bring me along when you study? I’m not part of your gang.”

“Shut up! Don’t think I don’t know that you want to kiss my brother Sheng. You’ve defiled him, and you deserve all of this!”

“I’m just a little 0. What did I do wrong!”

“Well, it’s not something you should have imagined!”

“So? He’ll be taken advantage of in the future! Why can’t that person be me?!”

[System: Your school seems quite tolerant.]

Sheng Yuan: “…”

Sheng Yuan didn’t participate in the commotion over there. Instead, he walked over to the little brother who was struggling with math problems and pulled out a chair, sitting down.

“Which question don’t you understand?”

The little brother was startled. “Big brother.”

Sheng Yuan took his test paper and looked at the scribbles on it.

The little brother felt a bit embarrassed and touched his short hair.

“Big brother, I have a slow brain. I don’t learn quickly.”

“It’s fine.”

Upon hearing this comforting voice, the suppressed feelings in the little brother’s heart surged. “Big brother, I see other brothers answering questions quickly, but I’m stuck in one place. Even if I study at home until eleven or twelve o’clock, I can’t keep up. I don’t have any talent.”

Youth inevitably faces setbacks, and due to the reckless arrogance of youth, most of these setbacks are buried deep in the heart, like tender shoots that dare not emerge from the soil, unwilling to expose themselves for fear of embarrassment, but at countless moments, they are on the verge of bursting out.

As soon as the words were spoken, the little brother regretted it.

It sounded too melodramatic.

Sheng Yuan didn’t say anything. Instead, he picked up his pen and showed him the question, then stood up and patted his shoulder before leaving.

“Effort is also a talent.”

The little brother’s pupils shrank, and his hand holding the pen trembled twice.

Two drops of ink stained the pure white page, adding layers of different colors.

“Big brother…”

Sheng Yuan returned to his seat.

The early autumn weather was much cooler, and the classroom window was half open, as a gentle breeze attempted to drive away the drowsiness of the afternoon class.

During the evening self-study, Sheng Yuan consolidated his knowledge as usual. When it was time to leave school, he didn’t delay and carried his backpack out of the campus.

“That’s him!”

The voice sounded familiar.

Sheng Yuan turned his head and saw yesterday’s clever one, but the only difference was that the group had grown from five or six people to over a dozen.

Wang Zhi, the leader, lifted his chin. “Come with us.”

Sheng Yuan was troubled.

“It’s a bit difficult. I have an appointment tonight.”

Author’s Note:

Jin Anzhu: Give me the discount!(let me take more advantage).

Yu Zoujin: The moment of the hunt.