No, this isn’t right.
Xia Yu suddenly froze for a moment, nervously staring at the young man who had fallen to the ground and the bloodstains on his hand.
What was he even saying to himself?
Why had he instinctively licked the blood?
He had to admit, even after drinking so much water, the thirst hadn’t gone away.
But just a taste of blood eased the dryness significantly.
Xia Yu raised his right hand and pinched himself.
It really hurt…
He felt something strange starting to happen to his body.
The Certification Agency didn’t close until 10 PM, and glancing at the time, it was already 9.
Since it was nearby, he would definitely make it if he went now.
Xia Yu quickly wiped the blood from his hand with his clothes, his heart even more panicked than before.
He quickened his pace down the street, catching a glimpse of several students wearing the No. 9 Middle School uniform walking on the other side of the road.
Not wanting to attract attention, Xia Yu blended into the crowd.
“West Lake Vinegar Fish really lives up to its reputation!”
“Are you guys going to KTV afterward? Zhang Wenshan said if we go, he’ll book a private room.”
“If we get back too late, we’ll get scolded!”
“My homework isn’t done yet!”
The noisy chatter came from the other side of the street.
Xia Yu heard them laughing and talking about the food they had today and whether they had finished their homework.
Glancing over, he realized they were his classmates, so he lowered his head slightly.
He quickened his steps, not spotting Mo Yidong or Zhang Wenshan among the group.
Tonight, the two were the main players and should still be inside the restaurant.
“Excuse me, coming through.”
He didn’t even know which inattentive person had blocked his way, deliberately stopping right in front of him.
“The dinner’s over. Where are you headed?”
“Ah…?”
Seriously…
Xia Yu looked troubled as he gazed at the boy standing before him, wearing the No. 9 Middle School summer short-sleeve uniform with a waterproof bandage wrapped around his right arm.
Of all people, the last one he wanted to see was standing right in front of him.
“Oh, you guys are done eating?”
Xia Yu spoke while pointing towards the direction where his classmates had gone.
“Why didn’t you go with them?”
“They’re not on my way.”
Mo Yidong had just left the restaurant when he saw a silver-haired boy standing conspicuously across the street, deliberately taking another route.
“Did you get hurt moving stuff?”
Mo Yidong looked down and saw fresh blood stains on the hem of Xia Yu’s gray short-sleeve shirt and some still uncleaned blood on the back of his right hand.
“Mm…”
Xia Yu was embarrassed to tell the truth — he hadn’t told Mo Yidong he had just fought someone.
“Where are you hurt? There’s a pharmacy nearby; you should get it treated properly first.”
“No need, it’s just a small wound. I have medicine at home; I can take care of it later.”
Mo Yidong frowned, thinking he wasn’t sure if Xia Yu’s “small wound” was real or not.
He really shouldn’t have asked whether Xia Yu wanted to go; he should’ve just dragged him along.
“You should still go have it checked.”
Just as Mo Yidong reached out to grab Xia Yu’s arm to head to the pharmacy, a furious shout came from behind them.
“Hey, you punk! You’re the one who knocked my brother down, right?!”
Hiss———
Xia Yu furrowed his brows tightly and turned to see an even angrier man appearing on the street.
He was taller and more imposing than the young man who had just fallen, and behind him trailed four or five burly men.
“Crap! Run!”
Without hesitation, Xia Yu grabbed Mo Yidong’s wrist and sprinted forward.
“What’s going on?”
Mo Yidong was confused, looking back at the pursuing men and the panicked Xia Yu.
“I’m worried they’ll take you hostage, and then I’d have to come rescue you. Better to run together now.”
“No, I want to ask why they’re chasing you.”
“I accidentally bumped into their gang member. He didn’t hit me, I hit him.”
So, the one who needed a doctor wasn’t Xia Yu but the guy Xia Yu had hit.
They ran a long way but couldn’t shake off the group chasing them.
Their stamina was almost spent.
Xia Yu had just finished hard physical labor today and was running out of energy.
Seeing Xia Yu struggle, Mo Yidong thought about blending into a crowded place to confuse their pursuers.
Looking around, they were in a busy commercial district, surrounded by two Shopping Malls and a Food Street.
Mo Yidong spotted a mall on the left front with a sign announcing a CP Pairing Game was happening inside and suddenly got an idea.
“Let’s go to the mall.”
“Eh? Why the mall?”
Xia Yu let go of Mo Yidong’s hand and followed him into the crowd inside the mall.
On the first floor’s Plaza, many men and women in eccentric costumes had gathered.
Some wore colorful wigs, dressed in styles ranging from Japanese to European fashion.
Xia Yu even saw a silver-haired girl wearing a sailor uniform standing still nearby, accompanied by a boy in a similar Japanese school uniform.
They looked like a young couple, chatting casually before unexpectedly kissing on the spot, making Xia Yu blush and quickly look away.
“What are they doing?”
With a question on his mind, Xia Yu looked up at the billboard displaying the words — CP Pairing Game.
“Pick out some clothes.”
“What? We’re participating too? No way.”
Although most couples were heterosexual, there were quite a few same-sex pairs.
But Xia Yu was straight; Mo Yidong wasn’t sure about himself.
Mo Yidong kept an eye on the mall’s surroundings.
Sure enough, after they entered, the scar-faced man in a brown leather jacket gave orders to his men to disperse and search the area.
“Here.”
Mo Yidong casually handed Xia Yu a black dress.
“You want me to wear this? No way…”
“Hurry up. They’ll be here soon, and neither of us can leave.”
The black beret was decorated with a transparent mesh veil on the surface, and a dark blue ribbon added embellishment.
The plain black dress, when worn, showed off a slender yet strong figure.
But the chest was flat.
Mo Yidong put on the school uniform underneath and grabbed a white shirt and black blazer to match.
He pushed his bangs up, looking like a completely different person from before.
“Whoa, bro, who are you?”
Xia Yu was surprised.
Mo Yidong usually let his bangs fall over his forehead, giving him a gentle, scholarly appearance.
But pushing his bangs up made him look colder and more aloof.
Wearing the blazer, a certain noble aura suddenly surged forth.
Mo Yidong didn’t answer.
He calmly stood in front of Xia Yu, looking at his stunned expression and gently said,
“Pardon my rudeness.”
The next second, Mo Yidong unhesitatingly placed his hand behind Xia Yu’s head and untied his hairband.
Xia Yu’s silver hair, which had grown down to his waist, framed his delicate, fair oval face, making him look quite striking.
He stood there, somewhat annoyed.
Just as Xia Yu was about to speak, Mo Yidong immediately interrupted.
“As long as you don’t speak, no one will think you’re a guy.”
At this moment, Xia Yu had a plant stem hanging from the corner of his mouth, which Mo Yidong promptly plucked away.
Mo Yidong placed the hairband into Xia Yu’s hand, watching the other’s clear, bright red eyes glare at him with a burning desire to punch him right then and there.
“Just you wait!”
The event organizers knew how to do business well, selling clothes right at the competition site.
After the match, the clothes could be worn home directly.
The two arrived at the scene.
Mo Yidong surveyed the area and saw the group still lurking nearby but remained calm.
He listened as the host announced,
“The competition begins! All CPs present, please perform the most affectionate interaction you can and hold it for ten seconds. We will select the ten best pairs to be displayed on the big screen.”
As the competition started, Xia Yu saw the affection in everyone’s actions grow more and more intense.
His heart raced in panic!