Although the menstrual pain still hadn’t improved much the next day, Bai Yao still obediently went to class.
It had to be said that menstrual pain was truly tormenting.
His situation was considered relatively mild—he could still run and jump.
It was just a faint, lingering ache, with the occasional sharp spasm.
Even so, it still tortured him so badly that he couldn’t eat well or sleep properly.
In just one day, his face had visibly grown much more haggard, and his mood was even worse.
He had heard that some girls hurt so badly they couldn’t even get out of bed, and some even fainted.
During class, Bai Yao simply slumped over his desk.
He couldn’t focus on anything the teacher was saying and drowsily fiddled with his phone.
[Qiu Ye is feeling attracted to you…]
He glanced at Qiu Ye, who was sitting beside him.
His posture while lying on the desk wasn’t very proper, and his hand happened to touch the skin of Qiu Ye’s forearm.
He didn’t know what was wrong with that guy.
Recently, as long as he got close to him—even with just a little physical contact—the system would pop up a notification.
That also meant that whenever Qiu Ye got close to him, he would immediately get hard, even if it was just Bai Yao’s hand lightly pressing against his arm.
Fortunately, it was autumn.
Everyone wore an extra coat, which made it easier to hide.
Bai Yao always pretended not to notice.
It wasn’t like this yesterday, right?
Was it because they had been too intimate lately?
Did it make Qiu Ye start imagining things?
The only thing that made Bai Yao happy over the past two days was taking advantage of the system.
Yesterday alone, he had squeezed six hundred yuan out of it!
That was even more than the reward for some of those embarrassing tasks the system gave him.
But he had also been “held at gunpoint” by Qiu Ye several times.
Not only did he not feel repulsed—he even felt a strange sense of accomplishment.
“Why are you looking at me?”
Qiu Ye asked calmly.
“Feeling unwell?”
Even though his “little brother” was already extremely excited, nothing showed on his face.
He still looked calm, with a hint of concern in his expression.
“I’m… okay.”
Bai Yao pulled his hand back, buried his face in the crook of his arm, and drowsily listened to the class.
Today’s class was English.
Even normally, he spent English class playing on his phone.
He had never been able to learn this subject well in high school.
But the English teacher was strict, so he had to attend class.
Otherwise, his participation score would be too low, and if his exam score at the end of the semester was also bad, he might fail the course.
Oh, and there was also the CET-4 English test.
He had heard that if you didn’t pass it, you wouldn’t be allowed to graduate.
He actually wanted to try memorizing some vocabulary, but unfortunately his roommates didn’t agree.
For some reason, it seemed like all the English teachers he had ever had since childhood were young and beautiful married women.
Back in middle school, Bai Yao even had a bit of a crush on his English teacher.
Now he himself had become the object of his roommates’ fantasies.
He wondered whether Qiu Ye secretly used him as inspiration.
His mind was filled with all kinds of messy thoughts.
He took out the thermos from the desk drawer, tilted his head back high, but only managed to drink the last sip of water.
No water left…
Because he was afraid of being gossiped about by classmates, he didn’t bring his electric heating pad to class.
The hot water he brought had been finished after three periods.
Seeing this, Qiu Ye reached out and took the thermos.
“I’ll go refill it after class.”
“Go back to the dorm to boil water?”
“I’ll get some from the office on the fourth floor.”
Ehh… that sounded awkward.
Up until now, Bai Yao had never gone to the teachers’ office.
Asking them if he could get some water felt extremely difficult to him.
But for Qiu Ye, it was nothing.
“Okay.”
Bai Yao slumped back onto the desk again and endured until the bell rang.
Qiu Ye stretched, pulled his jacket zipper up, and tugged the hem down to cover a rather noticeable feature.
He picked up the thermos and his phone and was about to head to the office on the fourth floor to get hot water for Bai Yao.
Just as he was about to stand up, he saw a girl walking over.
Gu Wanwan?
Qiu Ye’s eyes narrowed.
His sense of crisis instantly shot to the maximum, and the butt he had just lifted sat back down again.
He nudged Bai Yao with his elbow.
“Someone’s looking for you.”
“Hm?”
Bai Yao tiredly lifted his head and saw a girl standing beside his desk.
He immediately straightened his expression, putting on a cold face as he looked up at Gu Wanwan.
“What’s the matter?” he asked flatly.
“Um…”
Gu Wanwan handed over her thermos.
Her face was flushed with nervousness.
“I noticed it seemed like you ran out of water?”
“No need, thank you.”
“Does your stomach hurt? You even took sick leave yesterday.”
“Yeah.”
Qiu Ye quickly interrupted.
“He probably ate something bad. It’s fine—I’ll go get him some hot water.”
“Ah… okay then. Remember to take some medicine,” Gu Wanwan said awkwardly.
“If you’re not feeling well, I can take you to the campus clinic.”
“Isn’t that what I’m here for?”
Qiu Ye said, brushing her off.
“He’ll probably be fine in a couple of days. Don’t worry.”
Gu Wanwan glanced at Qiu Ye, hesitated for a moment, and eventually left.
Watching her leave, Bai Yao muttered softly, “She seems pretty nice…”
Nice my ass!
Qiu Ye thought angrily.
My love rival is actually a woman?!
Seeing Bai Yao’s innocent expression, Qiu Ye relaxed slightly.
Had this guy really never considered that someone might like him?
Then what about me?
These past two days of intimacy—did Bai Yao really see them as nothing more than normal playful interactions between friends?
Bai Yao’s phone suddenly vibrated.
He looked down at it and complained to Qiu Ye.
“Lately there have been all these random people adding me.”
“!!!”
Qiu Ye leaned closer, resting his chin on Bai Yao’s shoulder as he looked at the phone.
“Who? A lot of them?”
“Two or three, I guess. I don’t know any of them.”
Bai Yao casually rejected the friend request.
“After chatting a bit they invite me out to hang out, and some even say they like me. Feels like a scam.”
He already didn’t like going out, let alone meeting random strangers like that.
Qiu Ye frowned deeply.
Love rivals +3!
All these people had started making their moves.
Even Gu Wanwan had taken the initiative to come over and talk to him.
If it weren’t for the fact that Bai Yao’s sexual orientation was still unclear—and confessing might turn into a friendship-ending disaster—he would have made the first move long ago.
“I’ll go refill your water,” Qiu Ye said before leaving.
“Don’t add any of those random people. Delete the ones you added before too, or you might get scammed.”
“I already deleted them.”
“And that Gu Wanwan…”
Qiu Ye didn’t know how to badmouth a classmate, so he got stuck mid-sentence.
But Bai Yao muttered first.
“She’s nice, good-looking, and has a great figure. Lots of people must be chasing her, right?”
“Probably.”
Qiu Ye finally felt relieved and left the classroom with the thermos.
Meanwhile, Bai Yao lifted his head, resting his chin on one hand as he frowned slightly while watching Qiu Ye’s back.
He was becoming more and more certain that Qiu Ye liked him…
But should he accept it?
With his current situation, was he even worthy?
And besides, he didn’t seem to have any special feelings for Qiu Ye.
But if he missed this chance by accident, there might never be anyone else who would like him again.
“Star.”
Lin Mingxin was playing on his phone.
“Hm? What is it?”
“Do you think… when it comes to dating, is it better to be with someone who likes you, or someone you like?”
Lin Mingxin had a lot of experience with relationships, so Bai Yao could only ask him for advice.
“Oh?”
Lin Mingxin immediately lost interest in his game, his face full of gossip.
“Gu Wanwan? She does look like she likes you. Don’t tell me you don’t like her? Your standards are way too high.”
“No, how could Gu Wanwan possibly like me?”
Bai Yao shook his head in denial.
Women were like unreachable fairies.
He still had enough self-awareness about that.
“Then who is it?”
Lin Mingxin had never even imagined that right under his nose, two of his roommates were interacting in an unusually ambiguous way.
“It’s just… forget it.”
“I hate people who start a sentence and then stop halfway!”