The unattainable beauty was driven to depravity and madness by a wicked seed.

As she said this, she unconsciously took a step forward. Shen Qinghuai stepped back. "Lu Sui is fine, he wasn't threatened."

She's very well-behaved when she's not throwing a tantrum.

"We can keep some distance from each other in the future."

Shen Qinghuai didn't mention the issue of removing the surname from the way he was addressed. He and Wen Chengyu were neighbors, classmates, and friends, and had known each other for over ten years. Wen Chengyu had always addressed him that way, and he couldn't just stop calling him that now that they were dating.

Wen Chengyu confessed her feelings to Shen Qinghuai a few days ago but was rejected. Now that she knows that Shen Qinghuai is dating someone else, and it's a boy named Lu Sui, someone everyone at Peking University fears. How can she believe or accept this? But Shen Qinghuai's expression showed no flaw.

"He definitely threatened you..." Wen Chengyu lowered her head, subtly wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes as she touched her hair, and murmured, "How could you like a boy..."

"We grew up together, you know what kind of person I am," Shen Qinghuai said indifferently, "I pose no threat."

He wanted to tell Wen Chengyu to keep it a secret, but he took Lu Sui to the cafeteria at noon today, and then came out of the third floor of the cafeteria with Lu Sui and Chen Jingmo at around 2 p.m., so their relationship was already complicated.

As for liking Lu Sui?

Not really.

I don't like him right now; I'm just going through the motions.

"Let's go back."

"...Um, I'm sorry, I got a little emotional."

"fine."

Wen Chengyu returned to her seat. Yue Siwen, who was next to her, noticed her red eyes, handed her a pack of tissues, and asked with concern, "Ayu, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just an eyelash got in my eye."

Yue Siwen glanced at Shen Qinghuai and whispered, "Did you and Shen have a fight?"

"You two grew up together and are so close, how could you quarrel?" Yue Siwen opened her phone and showed Wen Chengyu a photo of Shen Qinghuai holding Lu Sui's hand, her voice carrying an ambiguous emotion. "What's going on here? When did Shen Qinghuai meet Lu Sui?"

Wen Chengyu also wanted to know.

She and Shen Qinghuai meet every day. When did Shen Qinghuai get involved with Lu Sui? How could she be dating Lu Sui? It's absurd.

Wen Chengyu pushed Yue Siwen's phone back and tapped her forehead. "Stop gossiping. Did you finish your homework this morning?"

Yue Siwen smiled and said, "Not yet, I'm just waiting for you to teach me."

Wen Chengyu said, "Wenwen, you can't rely on me to teach you every time. I won't have much time in the future. If you really don't understand, you can find some online courses to watch or look up information on your phone."

Her intentions were good.

This is like doing practice problems by first looking at the answers and understanding them before writing them out yourself. You've already lost your train of thought and have to understand them yourself first.

Yue Siwen's smile faltered slightly as she looked at her phone. "Oh, I see."

At 5:30, Chen Jingmo sent a message to Lu Sui saying that he had something to do that evening and wouldn't be going to see Lu Sui.

Lu Sui unwrapped a candy, packed his apron for drawing, and went downstairs towards Shen Qinghuai's classroom. He thought he could bump into him on the way and then go to the garage together. His phone beeped twice.

Shen Qinghuai: I'm going to the dorm to pack two sets of clothes.

Lu Sui replied calmly.

Boyfriend: There's one in the guest room wardrobe.

Boyfriend: I bought them all for you.

Boyfriend: You don't like it.

Boyfriend: You've never worn any of them.

Shen Qinghuai: I didn't dislike it. I didn't know there were clothes I could wear inside.

The pajamas he was wearing before were found for him by Lu Suicong in the master bedroom wardrobe; he had never opened the wardrobe in the guest room.

Shen Qinghuai still went to the dormitory. He didn't know if Lu Sui knew his size. He was packing his clothes when he was bumped into. The other person said in a flippant tone, "Sorry."

"fine."

Seeing Shen Qinghuai's good temper, he chuckled and straddled the chair, his tone unrestrained, "With your butt so high, are you trying to make me—you?"

"Maybe that's true! Ignoring everyone all day, thinking it makes them seem so superior? Pshaw!"

The ice in Shen Qinghuai's eyes suddenly hardened, and his voice sounded as if it were steeped in ice, "Liang Changyu, Ning Wenjin, you're targeting me—"

"Haha, he said I was targeting him." Liang Changyu leaned his elbow against the back of the chair. "How can you be so narcissistic? Why would a guy like me target you? Or are you interested in me?"

"Maybe." Ning Wenjin lit a cigarette, took a puff, and was about to exhale it at Shen Qinghuai when a small bag hit him in the face. He was so startled that he swallowed the cigarette and his face turned pale from the choking.

Lu casually stood in the doorway, hands in his pockets. "Pick it up."

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Ning Wenjin instinctively obeyed the order, immediately squatting down to pick it up and handing it to Lu Sui, saying, "Brother Lu."

Lu Sui's eyes were slightly red and his ferocity was astounding. He slowly grabbed the strap of the small bag, wrapped it around his hand twice, and then suddenly flung it at Ning Wenjin's face.

The small bag contained only an apron and a few paintbrushes; it was too light. Lu Sui kicked Ning Wenjin in the stomach again, causing him to stagger back several steps before tripping over a chair and falling flat on his back, unable to get up for a long time.

"Smoking is not allowed in the dormitory. Can't you see the sign on the wall?" Lu Sui's hair, which was loose by her ears, swayed slightly with her movements, and her voice was as cold as water.

Startled, Liang Changyu stood up straight instantly. When he saw Lu Sui looking over, he couldn't help but back away. "Brother Lu, I don't smoke."

Lu Sui walked to Shen Qinghuai's bedside, grabbed the paperweight on the table, and tossed it in her hand. "Who's interested in you?"

Alarm bells rang in Liang Changyu's mind, and his gaze toward Shen Qinghuai instantly changed. "No, no, no one."

Who's interested in you?

"Really, no one." Liang Changyu met Lu Sui's dark, cold eyes, his scalp tingling, his feet seemingly nailed to the spot, unable to move an inch. He slapped his mouth, "I'm sorry, Brother Lu, I just found out that Brother Shen is your man. It's all because I'm so talkative. It won't happen again, I promise."

Shen Qinghuai: ...Brother Shen?

"What guarantees do you have?" Lu Sui stood in front of Liang Changyu. "You often bully Shen Qinghuai, don't you?"

Cold sweat was already dripping down Liang Changyu's forehead. He winked at Shen Qinghuai, laughed awkwardly twice, and before he could refute, Lu Sui picked up the paperweight.

"Lu Sui, let's go." Shen Qinghuai held the paperweight in one hand and Lu Sui's wrist in the other. Lu Sui's expression turned cold. "Let go."

"open!"

Shen Qinghuai said, "If this thing hits someone on the head, it will cause bleeding, and it might even kill them."

Liang Changyu slowly moved back, covering his face with both hands. "Brother Shen is right. Brother Lu, you should let it go. If we make too much of a scene, it won't look good for us."

Ning Wenjin sat up, clutching his stomach, and glared resentfully at Lu Sui. His back ached whenever he breathed.

Lu Sui shoved Shen Qinghuai aside and threw the paperweight in his hand at Liang Changyu. Liang Changyu's pupils shrank, and he reacted very quickly, immediately squatting down. The paperweight collided with the wall behind him, bounced on the ground, and hit Liang Changyu's tailbone. He yelled and clutched his butt. Lu Sui didn't even look at Shen Qinghuai and turned to leave.