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    “Sheng-ge, I beg you, give me some help with the English essay due at the end of the semester!”

    “Me too!”

    “Dad!” one of the roommates said in a loud and emotional voice. “I’ll treat you to milk tea tomorrow!”

    “You can’t just order Chaosheng around like that just because he has an English major boyfriend.” Chen Mo was leaning against his desk, waiting for Jiang Chaosheng to give him the blueprint. When he heard them, he glanced at Jiang Chaosheng’s roommates, both amused and exasperated.

    When he thought about his own English level and the nerve-wracking English exams every semester, he couldn’t help but feel a little envious, jealous, and annoyed.

    Jiang Chaosheng finished the blueprint, copied it to the USB, and answered without looking up, “Got it.”

    His roommates flirtatiously made heart signs at him. “Love you, Dad!”

    Chen Mo sighed, “Must be nice to have an English major as your boyfriend.”

    In fact, Jiang Chaosheng’s roommates’ English wasn’t so bad that they couldn’t even write an essay, it was just that the writing process was very painful. Now that they have free external help, and even one who could get them high scores, who would still want to write by themselves?

    “Now that I think about it, how did Sheng-ge win over Senior Wen Lan? Senior Chen Mo, do you know?”

    Jiang Chaosheng’s roommates have always found this matter strange.

    Chen Mo rolled his eyes. “I didn’t even know when they got together.”

    “I know!” One of the roommates spoke up, “They became a thing after the last lecture.”

    After the last lecture, the first thing Jiang Chaosheng did upon returning to the dorms was sit in front of his desk and mark their dating anniversary on his phone’s calendar. He happened to see it when walking past him, so the roommates tortured Jiang Chaosheng until they found out that Jiang Chaosheng and Wen Lan started dating.

    As for why they got together, who pursued who—Jiang Chaosheng’s lips were as if they had been sewn together, not answering any of their questions.

    “I think it wasn’t Sheng-ge who chased Senior Wen Lan,” another roommate said, “With Sheng-ge’s personality, he can’t even say the word ‘like.’ I think it was Senior who made the first move.”

    “Senior made the first move?” Chen Mo laughed. “It wouldn’t be because I told you to not refuse any request Senior asks of you?”

    In the midsummer, the evergreen trees outside the dormitory building were listless due to the sun, their branches and leaves were too lazy to move. The noisy cicadas buzzed endlessly, disturbing others.

    The ice cream in the hand of the young man standing outside the door had melted, staining his hand.

    Chen Mo went over to Jiang Chaosheng’s dorm to get the blueprint and didn’t close the door all the way, leaving it ajar. The soundproofing of the school dormitory was poor, and every joke made by the guys fell into Wen Lan’s ears and weighed on his heart.

    He was already a bit angry when he heard Jiang Chaosheng agree to get him to write his roommates’ essays. He wanted to push the door and go in, but he was also afraid of embarrassing Jiang Chaosheng and putting him in a tough spot…

    He patiently waited for a while, wanting to go in once they changed the topic, but unexpectedly, the topic of their conversation was still about him.

    What disappointed him was Chen Mo’s joke, which Jiang Chaosheng didn’t refute.

    He looked at the ice cream in his hand and suddenly felt like an idiot.

    His anger was like a fire, burning in his heart, followed by overwhelming sadness and bitterness.

    Jiang Chaosheng didn’t like him.

    Which was why he never got close to him.

    Which was why there was no special attention, didn’t pin his chat, no special remark set for him, and no dates…

    Jiang Chaosheng treated him well, it was because he was his senior, and because he couldn’t refuse him.

    Logic told him that he should push open the door and call Jiang Chaosheng out to talk it out with him.

    But in his heart, he wanted to cover his ears and deceive himself into thinking that he never heard those words, so that he could continue his relationship with Jiang Chaosheng.

    His thoughts were a complete mess, wanting to let go, but also wanting to use every means possible to keep Jiang Chaosheng by his side…

    What should he do?

    He looked at the melted ice cream, feeling helpless inside.

    Author’s Note:
    Jiang Chaosheng: This is a misunderstanding, I can explain.

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