“Your daddy’s back!”
Qiu Ye pushed open the dormitory door and shouted boisterously.
“I’m your daddy!”
“So noisy, so noisy… Who’s here?”
It should have been time for morning classes, but inside the dormitory, Wang Zuhao was playing games while Lin Mingxin was fast asleep.
“I knew you two skipped class again!”
Qiu Ye swaggered into the room and tossed his luggage onto the table.
“I couldn’t get up this morning,” Lin Mingxin said, yawning repeatedly.
“Classes at 8:00 AM every single day, it’s insane.”
Wang Zuhao, on the other hand, simply disliked going to class.
“What’s the point of those filler courses? Is your hand better? You don’t even need a cast?”
“They put in steel pins. I can’t move it for now.”
“Oh.”
Wang Zuhao looked at Bai Yao, who had followed him into the room.
He paused for a moment before mocking him as usual.
“Hey! Do you have something to hide? You even went out of your way to set up a bed curtain?”
Bai Yao ignored him as he always did.
Without even changing his clothes, he nimbly climbed onto his bed and ducked inside the curtain.
Although he had returned to the dorm a few times during the week, he had to check the mission rewards hidden under his covers every time.
He only felt at ease after confirming that no one had touched them.
‘I should have thrown out the women’s clothes and simulation props a few days ago while my roommates weren’t back!’
‘But it was a system reward after all… I feel a bit bad about it.’
“I’m going to sleep.”
Hearing this, Qiu Ye said, “Did you hear that? He’s going to sleep. Quiet down, quiet down.”
“Hey, hey! Zuhao, you should learn from the Real-world Pro. Go to the balcony if you want to smoke. My fracture hasn’t even healed, and you’re going to make me breathe secondhand smoke?”
Wang Zuhao stared at Qiu Ye as if he had seen a ghost.
What kind of spell had Bai Yao cast on Qiu Ye?
Weren’t they barely acquainted before National Day?
“What the hell is a ‘Real-world Pro’?”
“He’s a big star. At least two girls asked him out during the National Day break.”
Lin Mingxin poked his head out from his bed.
“Let me clear up the rumors. It wasn’t two, it was three. They even treated him to meals and hotels.”
Among certain men, this kind of topic was treated like bragging rights; the more, the better.
Qiu Ye wasn’t very interested, but Wang Zuhao was full of curiosity and envy.
“The parched die of thirst while the flooded drown!”
“What? Are you still a virgin?” Lin Mingxin mocked.
Wang Zuhao immediately reacted as if his pride had been wounded.
“No! I’ve been to clubs and KTVs since high school, okay? The ladies there have great service and are so gentle!”
Qiu Ye glanced at him, thinking that he should keep Bai Yao away from him.
On the bed, Bai Yao checked the mission rewards hidden under the covers.
He let out a sigh of relief and collapsed into his quilt, burying his face in his pillow.
‘Ah… the dorm is still the most comfortable.’
During the past two days at the hospital, he either slept sitting up or on the escort chairs provided by the hospital.
Either way, it was quite uncomfortable…
Qiu Ye was also a bit strange.
A grown man with a fracture insisted on dragging him along to suffer.
Every time Bai Yao wanted to leave, Qiu Ye would intentionally give him a pitiful look, making him feel overwhelmed with guilt.
Hiss—
His chest hurt from the pressure!
Bai Yao had no choice but to roll over.
He yawned, planning to sleep until noon and go to class in the afternoon.
Anyway, he had already skipped the morning classes.
Even though Wang Zuhao was in the dorm today, he was surprisingly quiet.
Combined with the fatigue from the past few days, Bai Yao’s consciousness soon drifted into a daze.
[Regrettably, your cohabitation with your love interest has ended~]
[But your relationship with Qiu Ye has improved significantly! You realized that Qiu Ye has a foot fetish and became his support during his hospitalization… At 30-something, you have finally become reliable!]
[In his eyes, you are practically an angel — and his handsome face makes you unable to keep your legs closed~]
[Calculating rewards]
Bai Yao was pulled back from his daze by the system.
He was too lazy to even complain about the system anymore.
What “angel,” what “unable to keep his legs closed”? This system only knew how to distort people’s intentions.
He clearly treated Qiu Ye well just as he would any friend.
After all, the guy gave him games and occasionally treated him to meals.
Perhaps he felt some envy or admiration toward Qiu Ye, but there was absolutely no romantic interest, let alone any desire for Qiu Ye’s body.
‘This Nantong stuff is way too ridiculous! I’m straight!’
And as for Qiu Ye, there was no way he saw Bai Yao as an angel, right? At most, he just felt a bit of gratitude.
[Quest Reward: 500 cash!]
Bai Yao’s brain instantly cleared, and he bounced up from the bed in excitement.
‘Holy crap! I’m rich! It doesn’t matter how ridiculous the system’s wording is as long as it gives me money!’
[Unfortunately, you didn’t make any substantial progress with Qiu Ye during your time together. Perhaps your appearance and inner self are too shallow to move the other party?]
‘Whatever, I’m just shallow!’
Now that he had another 500, Bai Yao didn’t have to worry about food anymore.
But then he thought about it.
With this 500, he finally had enough money for a physical examination…
Despite that, Bai Yao happily lay back down on the bed.
Looking at the bank transfer notification, his sleep became much sweeter.
Sleeping until noon, Bai Yao stretched comfortably.
He put on his pants while still on the bed and poked his head out from the curtain.
His roommates were actually all there, and they had been quiet enough not to wake him?
Chen Zhilong had also returned from his classes.
Usually, morning classes ran from 8:00 AM to 12:00 PM.
“You’re awake?”
Qiu Ye felt the bed frame shake and looked up.
He saw Bai Yao’s small head poking out from the curtain, looking around.
After a nap, his spirit was clearly much better.
“What do you want to eat for lunch?”
“Anything is fine.”
“Then I’ll go to the supermarket and buy some instant noodles, ham, and eggs?”
Both of them were broke.
Ordering takeout or eating at the cafeteria was too expensive, so they could only cook for themselves.
As for the induction cooker and pots… it was easy enough to borrow them from other dorms.
Bai Yao actually quite liked instant noodles.
“I want the seafood ones… Never mind, I’ll go.”
After all, Qiu Ye was still an injured patient.
He felt bad making him run errands.
“My legs aren’t broken.”
Qiu Ye got up and walked out the door.
Seeing him leave, Wang Zuhao acted up again and teased Bai Yao.
“Is there something going on between you two? Why are you so good to Qiu Ye? I heard you even stayed at the hospital to accompany him.”
At this topic, Lin Mingxin, who was still lounging in bed, and Chen Zhilong, who was playing games, both looked toward Bai Yao.
Bai Yao didn’t want to pay him any mind, but he was afraid there would be a real misunderstanding if he didn’t explain.
“He owes me money. If he dies, will you pay me back?”
The reason was so logical that no one could find a flaw in it.
Wang Zuhao was left speechless.
“I guess that’s true. The one you owe money to is the boss.”
Climbing down from the bed, Bai Yao immediately put on a jacket to hide the curves of his chest, fearing his roommates might tease him again.
He stretched and ran to the bathroom.
When he came back, he sat in front of his computer, checked the afternoon schedule, and opened a game he hadn’t played in several days.
The dormitory became lively.
“Did my takeout get delivered to the North Pole? It’s almost half an hour late,” Chen Zhilong grumbled about his food.
“Real-world Pro, give me some paper. I need to take a dump.”
“Go buy your own paper! Your ass is so big, one roll only leaves me with half a roll!”
Bai Yao felt that having some noise was nice.
When it was just him and Qiu Ye in the dorm, it was quiet enough to be unsettling.
But suddenly, he saw a dark shadow flicker past him.
The person opened his wardrobe, grabbed his roll of toilet paper, and vanished in a flash.
“Borrowing some paper!”
Only those casual words remained.
Bai Yao’s fist clenched in anger.
That was his last roll of paper!