RWW Chapter 6
by KiiβSheng-ge, I beg you, give me some help with the English essay due at the end of the semester!β
βMe too!β
βDad!β one of the roommates said in a loud and emotional voice. βIβll treat you to milk tea tomorrow!β
βYou canβt just order Chaosheng around like that just because he has an English major boyfriend.β Chen Mo was leaning against his desk, waiting for Jiang Chaosheng to give him the blueprint. When he heard them, he glanced at Jiang Chaoshengβs roommates, both amused and exasperated.
When he thought about his own English level and the nerve-wracking English exams every semester, he couldnβt help but feel a little envious, jealous, and annoyed.
Jiang Chaosheng finished the blueprint, copied it to the USB, and answered without looking up, βGot it.β
His roommates flirtatiously made heart signs at him. βLove you, Dad!β
Chen Mo sighed, βMust be nice to have an English major as your boyfriend.β
In fact, Jiang Chaoshengβs roommatesβ English wasnβt so bad that they couldnβt 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?
βNow that I think about it, how did Sheng-ge win over Senior Wen Lan? Senior Chen Mo, do you know?β
Jiang Chaoshengβs roommates have always found this matter strange.
Chen Mo rolled his eyes. βI didnβt even know when they got together.β
βI know!β One of the roommates spoke up, βThey became a thing after the last lecture.β
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 phoneβs 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 whoβJiang Chaoshengβs lips were as if they had been sewn together, not answering any of their questions.
βI think it wasnβt Sheng-ge who chased Senior Wen Lan,β another roommate said, βWith Sheng-geβs personality, he canβt even say the word βlike.β I think it was Senior who made the first move.β
βSenior made the first move?β Chen Mo laughed. βIt wouldnβt be because I told you to not refuse any request Senior asks of you?β
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 Chaoshengβs dorm to get the blueprint and didnβt 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 Lanβs ears and weighed on his heart.
He was already a bit angry when he heard Jiang Chaosheng agree to get him to write his roommatesβ 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 spotβ¦
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 Moβs joke, which Jiang Chaosheng didnβt 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 didnβt like him.
Which was why he never got close to him.
Which was why there was no special attention, didnβt pin his chat, no special remark set for him, and no datesβ¦
Jiang Chaosheng treated him well, it was because he was his senior, and because he couldnβt 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 sideβ¦
What should he do?
He looked at the melted ice cream, feeling helpless inside.
Authorβs Note:
Jiang Chaosheng: This is a misunderstanding, I can explain.
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