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Transmigrated as the Campus Heartthrob’s Cannon Fodder Ex-Boyfriend Chapter 32


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Le Cheng wanted to argue, but Zhou Shirui didn’t give him the chance.

“I…” Le Cheng opened his mouth, the tip of his tongue lightly brushing against his fingers. “Mm, no…”

“Don’t move yet.” Zhou Shirui paused, withdrew his fingers, and asked in a restrained tone, “Did the doctor prescribe any medicine?”

“No.” Le Cheng’s cheeks were still red, a little embarrassed and a little shy. He felt that what Zhou Shirui had just done was as though he had treated him like a little child, making him open his mouth so that a parent could carefully feel around inside.

“You’ll develop an ulcer tomorrow.” Zhou Shirui’s fingers were a little damp, his knuckles distinct, his long fingertips glistening with moisture. Le Cheng couldn’t help glancing at them. Those were his…

Zhou Shirui said firmly, “Go find the doctor and get some medicine prescribed now.”

“Oh…” Le Cheng obediently answered.

Zhou Shirui went to the restroom, and Le Cheng followed him. Seeing him wash his hands once, Le Cheng reminded him, “Hand soap.”

Zhou Shirui turned his face toward him, his expression very calm. “What?”

“D-don’t you need hand soap…” Le Cheng explained. He had seen Zhou Shirui use it just now, so he figured he must be very particular about cleanliness. Stammering, he said, “Um, my, my, my saliva…”

He could barely get the words out anymore, the tips of his ears completely red.

“No need.” Zhou Shirui said calmly, “It’s not dirty.”

“Oh…” Le Cheng. “Oh.”

He thought Zhou Shirui had really evolved. Before, he would even shake off his hand if Le Cheng merely held it, and he wouldn’t let him touch him. But now… he could tolerate this… and that!

He felt that Zhou Shirui was about to stop being homoph*bic.

The speed at which this man was developing antibodies was truly terrifying!

Le Cheng lowered his eyes and watched Zhou Shirui use the hand dryer to dry his hands. Then Zhou Shirui took him to get the medicine. The doctor prescribed two kinds, one to spray and one to apply. After getting the medicine, Le Cheng returned to the hospital room.

Tan Xiaobai was still asleep, making faint snoring sounds. This was a three-person hospital room, and luckily, Tan Xiaobai was the only person staying in it, making the room seem very quiet.

Le Cheng saw Zhou Shirui open the medicine and then hand it over.

Le Cheng naturally took it, holding a small mirror as he sat on the bed, applying the medicine himself under the sunlight.

He didn’t know what had been put in the medicine, but it was quite irritating. Le Cheng shuddered every time he sprayed it. After spraying it, even the skin around his eyes had turned red from the irritation.

Zhou Shirui had gone out to pay the bill. When he pushed the door open and came back in, he saw Le Cheng tilting his head upward. Zhou Shirui’s brow twitched. He walked closer and noticed Le Cheng’s eyes were red around the edges, his pitch-black pupils glistening with moisture. That complicated, indescribable feeling surged through his heart again, and he asked quietly, “Does it hurt?”

Le Cheng wasn’t embarrassed anymore at this point and answered honestly, “It hurts…”

“But it should get better in a little while.” Le Cheng spoke unclearly. “It’s nothing…”

Zhou Shirui pressed his lips together, the restlessness in his heart becoming even more pronounced.

Le Cheng still felt pain. It was the kind of throbbing pain that seemed to dance along his nerves. He raised his hand and covered his face, trying to use the warmth of his hand to ease the pain a little.

Zhou Shirui looked at what he was doing. “Use the ice pack.”

“But something warmer…” Le Cheng knew it was probably just psychological, and said somewhat guiltily, “Something warmer doesn’t feel as painful.”

Zhou Shirui stared at him for a long while, then suddenly raised his hand and grasped Le Cheng’s wrist.

With just a little force, Le Cheng obediently lowered it.

“Wha—” He stopped halfway through the word. Zhou Shirui’s warm fingers had touched his cheek.

Zhou Shirui’s fingers were very long, while Le Cheng’s face was small. The base of his palm supported Le Cheng’s chin, almost completely covering the side of his face.

The action made both of them pause slightly.

Zhou Shirui’s pitch-black eyes quietly gazed at him. “Is this a little better?”

His tone was very serious.

Le Cheng had said before that Zhou Shirui’s body temperature was a little higher than his own.

Le Cheng nodded somewhat dazedly, his chin resting against the base of Zhou Shirui’s palm, as though Zhou Shirui were holding his face very preciously, very carefully.

Le Cheng blinked his eyelashes. Perhaps it was still psychological, but he began to no longer notice the pain in his mouth, only feeling that his cheek was very hot.

“Mm… it’s better!” Le Cheng said. “I don’t think it hurts anymore!”

Zhou Shirui was silent for a moment before withdrawing his hand, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing together.

Le Cheng discovered that after enduring that period of pain, his mouth really didn’t hurt much anymore.

“It really is much better.” He tilted his head and felt it out.

Only then did the heart that seemed to have been clenched tightly inside Zhou Shirui relax slightly.

Without even realizing it himself, he asked, “Where are you staying tonight?”

Le Cheng covered his face with the ice pack to reduce the swelling. “I have to stay and accompany Xiaobai. I can’t let him lie here alone. The doctor said his head should be very dizzy right now, and he needs someone to support him when he gets out of bed.”

Zhou Shirui: “Okay.”

Le Cheng watched him walk out and didn’t pay much attention. Not long afterward, Zhou Shirui came back. Le Cheng saw that he had bought disposable toiletries, and there were… quite a lot of sets.

Le Cheng was a little shocked. “Why did you buy so many?”

They couldn’t possibly use them all! There were only him and Tan Xiaobai! And Tan Xiaobai might not even be able to get up to wash up at night.

“Too many?” Zhou Shirui asked with slight confusion. “I counted them.”

Le Cheng finally understood: “Are you staying? With me?”

Zhou Shirui: “Mm.”

He simply and efficiently put the things down and sorted them. Le Cheng was a little surprised. It felt as though a small piece had been poked out of his heart, leaving it warm. He felt that Zhou Shirui really was very responsible.

After thinking for a moment, Le Cheng slowly said, “I’d be fine staying here by myself…”

Without even raising his head, Zhou Shirui said calmly, “Having one more person makes things more convenient, doesn’t it?”

That wasn’t wrong.

Le Cheng covered his face and watched what he was doing, unable to resist saying, “Actually… actually, I was also at fault. If I had let you come pick the two of us up, then we probably would’ve been fine…”

Le Cheng thought that perhaps Zhou Shirui felt guilty, guilty that he hadn’t insisted on coming to pick them up, which had resulted in the two of them flipping the vehicle. After all, in Le Cheng’s heart, Zhou Shirui was a very responsible person.

He thought Zhou Shirui would go along with what he said and say something like “It’s fine, don’t overthink it,” but Zhou Shirui instead put down what he was holding, glanced at the sleeping Tan Xiaobai, and then said to Le Cheng, “Come out with me.”

“Huh? Oh… okay.” Le Cheng followed him and gently closed the door.

Zhou Shirui led him to an even quieter place before seemingly calmly speaking. “Le Cheng.”

Le Cheng: “Mm?”

Zhou Shirui: “Why didn’t you call me right away?”

Huh?

Le Cheng froze for a moment. “I…I…”

He really hadn’t thought of it at the time. Mainly because he had been dazed from the fall, and having Zhou Shirui come over would have been troublesome. He had also felt too embarrassed.

Zhou Shirui asked again, “Why did you refuse to let me pick you up?”

Le Cheng hesitated. “Uh, this…”

Zhou Shirui: “Why did you lie at the beginning and say it didn’t hurt?”

Le Cheng’s eyes widened. “I…”

Le Cheng had never seen Zhou Shirui like this before. Pressing him at every step, his expression was very indifferent, yet the pressure he gave off was extremely strong, radiating an icy aura. At this moment, Le Cheng’s brain was working overtime and had completely gone blank.

Zhou Shirui lowered his eyes and looked at him. “Speak.”

There was even a hint of sternness.

Le Cheng suddenly realized that it hadn’t been an illusion just now. Zhou Shirui really was angry.

This was probably the first time he had ever seen Zhou Shirui angry. And it was the kind of anger that involved bringing up old grievances.

Zhou Shirui’s two pitch-black eyes lowered. Through the thin lenses of his glasses, they looked somewhat cold.

Le Cheng’s brain short-circuited. For a moment, he couldn’t figure out why Zhou Shirui was angry. He instinctively took a step forward. “I…”

He lightly tugged on Zhou Shirui’s sleeve, looked up, and blinked at him. “Don’t be angry anymore…”

Zhou Shirui didn’t move. His gaze fell on Le Cheng’s fair cheek, looking somewhat like a legitimate boyfriend demanding an explanation.

Seeing that it had no effect at all, Le Cheng felt a little awkward and a little embarrassed. He said softly, “I-I was afraid you’d laugh at me…”

Because he was embarrassed, the ending of his sentence curved gently upward, sounding like he was lightly acting coquettish.

Zhou Shirui’s emotions surged. He restrained himself and pinched his fingers slightly. He realized that he was completely helpless against Le Cheng like this. He lowered his eyes, his voice pressed somewhat low. “I won’t laugh at you.”

“A-afraid… I was afraid.” Le Cheng awkwardly explained. “Afraid you’d laugh at me.”

After saying this, he realized that he really didn’t look much like a spoiled brat right now, so he quickly gathered up his courage and, despite having no logical grounds and no confidence, asked, “…You really didn’t laugh at me?”

“You really weren’t laughing at me in your heart?”

His cheeks puffed up, looking very soft, very easy to poke.

Zhou Shirui shook his head. “No.”

“Alright… then I, um… forgive you.” Le Cheng had already begun babbling nonsense. “As an exchange, you have to forgive me too…”

He felt very guilty saying this, his eyelashes trembling wildly, making Zhou Shirui unable to resist wanting to touch them with his fingers. The restlessness from earlier had also mysteriously disappeared.

“Mm.” Zhou Shirui said slowly, “Remember to call me first next time.”

Le Cheng nodded. “I’ll definitely call you first next time!”

He realized that Zhou Shirui was very well-mannered; he really hadn’t made fun of him.

Zhou Shirui said, “You’re not allowed to forget.”

“Okay.” Le Cheng nodded like a pecking chick.

That evening, Tan Xiaobai briefly woke up for a while. Le Cheng asked him how he was doing, and Tan Xiaobai said he was dizzy to death.

“My world is spinning.” Tan Xiaobai squinted his eyes. “Ah… I’m so dizzy, Le Cheng. I feel like I ate a poisonous mushroom.”

But Tan Xiaobai still had time to care about him. “By the way, you fell too. How are you? Are you okay?”

“I’m okay, nothing serious.” Le Cheng said, “I just knocked and damaged my gums. You go to sleep first. Zhou Shirui and I are here keeping you company.”

Tan Xiaobai: “Okay, then I’ll sleep first… I definitely won’t ride a tricycle ever again!”

Le Cheng felt that this was very unethical, but he still couldn’t help wanting to laugh.

That afternoon, Zhou Shirui had a courier come to their door to pick up the two of their luggage and send it back. The suitcases were very sturdy, at least sturdier than their owners; they didn’t break even after falling off the vehicle.

Because he had an injury in his mouth, Le Cheng had trouble eating, and even washing up was difficult. After struggling through the whole process of washing, he laid on the bed and groaned.

Zhou Shirui walked over and naturally touched his cheek. “Does it hurt badly?”

The temperature of Zhou Shirui’s palm was very high, so hot that Le Cheng trembled slightly. He shook his head and stammered, “It’s okay.”

Zhou Shirui then said nothing more.

There was no one else in the hospital room. With two beds empty, he and Zhou Shirui happened to each have one to sleep in.

Le Cheng pulled the blanket over himself. It was only ten o’clock, but he was already very tired, so he closed his eyes and said softly, “Zhou Shirui, good night…”

Zhou Shirui responded with an “Mm.” 

“Go to sleep. Sleep flat.”

“Oh.” Le Cheng turned over.

Le Cheng fell asleep very quickly. After being tossed around all day, it probably took only five minutes before his light, even breathing could be heard.

Zhou Shirui lay on his back on the bed and unconsciously turned his head to the side.

The moonlight gently scattered over Le Cheng’s fair cheek. From the side, Le Cheng’s nose was straight and prominent, and his long, slender eyelashes quietly rested over his eyelids, casting a small patch of shadow.

He looked very quiet, very cute.

Zhou Shirui’s pitch-black eyes quietly gazed at Le Cheng in the darkness, but his thoughts were anything but calm.

He had always been rather solitary and didn’t care much about many things. In his daily life, his emotional fluctuations were practically nonexistent.

But everything today had been very abnormal. Looking back, perhaps it was… that he felt a little heartache for him.

Zhou Shirui frowned slightly.

He didn’t know why he had developed this kind of feeling toward Le Cheng, but upon hearing that Le Cheng was in the hospital, he had uncontrollably become flustered, cold, and wanted to see Le Cheng immediately, right away.

Such emotions made him impulsive.

Perhaps his feelings toward Le Cheng were not as pure as he had thought. His concern for Le Cheng… had crossed some boundaries.

Le Cheng tilted his head slightly in his sleep, as though he had pressed on his wound, and let out a little hum, causing Zhou Shirui to raise his eyes.

The two beds were very close. Zhou Shirui stood up, reached out, and gently turned Le Cheng’s face to the side.

Le Cheng didn’t wake up, but his delicate brows gradually relaxed.

***

The next day, when Le Cheng got up, he saw that Zhou Shirui wasn’t in the room.

He hadn’t slept well yesterday, mainly because his face hurt, and he woke up many times in the middle of the night.

Le Cheng climbed up to wash up. Looking at his mouth in the mirror, it really was just as Zhou Shirui had said: he had developed an ulcer.

He hurried to get the medicine. When he came back out, Zhou Shirui was carrying food into the room.

As if sensing what he intended to do, Zhou Shirui said, “Eat first.”

“Okay.” Seeing that he had bought many different things, Le Cheng opened the porridge and took a bite. It was sweet and tasted good.

After eating, Le Cheng sprayed on his medicine, and the doctor came to check on Tan Xiaobai’s condition.

After a thorough examination, the doctor asked, “How do you feel now? Are you still dizzy? Can you get out of bed by yourself?”

Tan Xiaobai: “Not really, I still really feel like throwing up…”

The doctor paused, wrote something down, and said, “Then stay for another two days. Let’s observe you for a while. A concussion is also very dangerous.”

Le Cheng said okay.

Since he had to stay for another two days, extending the time, Tan Xiaobai urged them to go to class.

“I’m only a little dizzy now. Other than not being able to look at my phone for a long time, I’m fine.” Tan Xiaobai said, “You and Zhou Shirui have one big lecture, right? Go to class first.”

Only then did Le Cheng leave.

He and Zhou Shirui took a taxi back. When they arrived at school, the two of them had different classrooms, so they went their separate ways.

After only taking a few steps, Le Cheng was called out to. He turned around. “What’s wrong?”

“Wait for me on the first floor after class.” Zhou Shirui said, “We’ll go back together.”

Le Cheng’s eyes widened slightly. “You’re still going to accompany me today?”

“Mm.” Zhou Shirui had little expression on his face. “Okay, hurry up and go to class.”

Le Cheng could only go to class. He wandered into the classroom, walked to the middle rows, and sat down. The person beside him was wearing a plaid shirt and looked somewhat familiar. Le Cheng couldn’t help turning his head to glance at him.

“Le Cheng?” The person noticed his gaze and also turned his head to look at him. “What’s wrong?”

Only then did Le Cheng remember. “Oh, class monitor?”

The class monitor nodded. “Mm, it’s me. You still remember me.”

“Of course.” Le Cheng said with a smile, “I even copied your key points for the final exam.”

The class monitor was a pretty nice person. He chatted with Le Cheng for a couple of sentences and asked if he wanted to volunteer at an orphanage.

There were usually many activities like this, such as going to nursing homes to help out, cleaning and combing the elderly’s hair, going to orphanages to tell the children stories, play games, or clean the auditorium, doing public service cleaning at parks, and so on. They were generally organized by teachers and the student union. They weren’t tiring, and they even paid wages, which were quite high. Many people who wanted to earn some extra money wanted to go.

But for these kinds of activities, the student union’s internal members were generally chosen.

Le Cheng was a little surprised. “Can I go?”

“Of course. Since it’s going to an orphanage to see the children, not many people sign up.” The class monitor said, “If you’re free, just apply with me.”

Le Cheng calculated the time. It was a week later, and he would only go for half a day. Although he had to draw, he could still squeeze out the time.

If it were another activity, he wouldn’t go, but… he had lived in an orphanage when he was little. Although he didn’t have much memory of it anymore, he ultimately had some special feelings toward this place.

Le Cheng nodded. “Okay, Class Monitor, add me in.”

After the two long classes ended, Le Cheng went to the first floor to wait for Zhou Shirui.

The weather was a little cool. Le Cheng stood there waiting for a while, suddenly wanting something sweet, so he walked toward the corridor inside. Le Cheng remembered that there was an automatic beverage vending machine there.

From a distance, he saw a red one. Le Cheng walked over, glanced at the selections, and then scanned the QR code.

“Beep—”

“Le Cheng.” A very familiar voice. “Long time no see.”

Le Cheng turned his head and saw the person’s face clearly. “Lin He? Long time no see.”

It really had been a long time since they had seen each other, and also a long time since they had contacted each other. Ever since the hot spring trip last time, Lin He seemed to have stopped contacting him.

“How have you been lately?” Lin He also scanned the QR code.

“Pretty good.” Le Cheng took two bottles of drinks. 

Lin He smiled, as if implying something. “How’s the relationship going?”

Le Cheng was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding why he was asking this. He answered vaguely, “Pretty good too.”

“Then that’s good.” Lin He said, “When I saw your boyfriend last time, I thought your relationship wasn’t very good.”

After class, Zhou Shirui came to the first floor without stopping for a moment.

He didn’t see Le Cheng. After thinking briefly, Zhou Shirui turned around and walked toward the corridor.

His strides were large, and just as he expected, he soon saw Le Cheng in front of the first vending machine.

There was also a familiar face beside him: Lin He.

Zhou Shirui felt displeased. His expression turned cold, and just as he was about to step forward, he abruptly stopped himself.

He walked to the side, restraining and suppressing that inexplicable emotion.

What was he going to step forward and do?

Tell Lin He to stay farther away from Le Cheng? Because Le Cheng was his boyfriend?

But had he ever regarded Le Cheng as his boyfriend?

From the beginning of their bet until now, more than a month had already passed, but Zhou Shirui still couldn’t summon even the slightest impulse to break up.

It was because Le Cheng was too good.

Zhou Shirui thought this, yet the stirring in his heart was especially strong. He realized that he had some indescribable possessiveness toward Le Cheng, and he had had it for quite a long time.

Was it because of the identity of boyfriend?

As Zhou Shirui thought this, his footsteps had already begun moving outward.

By the time he came back to his senses, he had already walked over. When Lin He saw him, he even gave him a rather friendly greeting.

Zhou Shirui couldn’t smile. He responded very coldly with an “Mm.”

Le Cheng carried the two bottles of drinks and looked up at him. “You’re done with class? I was buying drinks. Then let’s go.” 

Le Cheng said bye-bye to Lin He. Seeing that Zhou Shirui was still looking at Lin He, he felt a little strange. “Aren’t we leaving?”

Lin He dared say that this was the most hostile look he had seen all year.

He himself really liked Le Cheng’s appearance. He couldn’t quite describe the feeling; he was simply very pretty, very lively. He had originally thought the other party was single, only to find out he had a partner. He had thought the other party had broken up, only to find out they hadn’t. He had no intention of becoming the other person or getting involved as a third party. He had merely happened to chat with him for a couple of sentences, but unexpectedly, the other party’s partner looked cold and icy, completely lacking in human warmth, and was also quite jealous.

He really knew how to hide it.

Zhou Shirui was somewhat unable to control himself. Only after Le Cheng asked him did he reluctantly lower his eyes. “Mm, let’s go.”

Once they got into the car, Le Cheng secretly glanced toward Zhou Shirui. Looking at the sharp lines of his side profile and his straight lips, he seemed a little unhappy.

He didn’t know why. Could it be that after coming downstairs, he hadn’t been able to find him?

Surely not. Zhou Shirui shouldn’t be that petty.

Le Cheng was certain that he hadn’t done anything to upset him, so he simply sat obediently beside him without saying anything.

When they arrived at the hospital, Le Cheng accompanied Tan Xiaobai in chatting for a while. After eating lunch, he curled up on the bed and played games.

Zhou Shirui was typing on his computer beside him. Tan Xiaobai wanted to go to the bathroom, so he called out, “Le Cheng, Le Cheng… WC, hurry and let me go to the WC.”

Le Cheng immediately stood up and helped Tan Xiaobai up. The two of them moved little by little toward the bathroom. Le Cheng was just about to help him inside when he suddenly heard Zhou Shirui say, “I’ll do it.”

“Hm?” Le Cheng was stunned for a moment. “You?”

“Mm.” Zhou Shirui’s expression was very cold. “I’ll do it.”

Tan Xiaobai wasn’t stupid. He could tell that Zhou Shirui was jealous. He hadn’t seen him being so enthusiastic just now. D*mn, he had become a part of the little couple’s play!

“It’s fine.” Tan Xiaobai said weakly, “We’re already at the bathroom door. I can go myself.”

Le Cheng thought about it, then said worriedly, “Okay, just don’t fall into the toilet.”

Tan Xiaobai: “…………”

The afternoon passed quickly. After starting school, Le Cheng took on another commission. He didn’t have his laptop or drawing tablet with him, but he had brought his tablet, so he worked on it little by little.

The tablet was simply not as easy to use as a drawing tablet. Le Cheng drew seriously, and he was also much slower.

By evening, even though Tan Xiaobai said there was no need to keep watching over him, Le Cheng wasn’t at ease and ultimately still didn’t leave.

After turning off the lights, the three of them climbed into bed and went to sleep.

Le Cheng laid on the bed, unable to sleep because his mouth hurt. Suddenly, he remembered that he hadn’t applied his medicine!

Although that medicine wasn’t a painkiller, at least it provided some psychological comfort!

After thinking it over and over, Le Cheng quietly climbed out of bed. He felt around beside his pillow but couldn’t find it. He suddenly remembered that after applying the medicine at noon, Zhou Shirui had put it away.

Where did he put it?

Le Cheng frowned, somewhat conflicted. He really wanted to apply some, but he couldn’t get out of bed and search around, afraid of waking Tan Xiaobai.

Was Zhou Shirui asleep? Could he call him?

The more he thought about it, the more his mouth hurt. This was completely psychological. Le Cheng made up his mind: call him!

He quietly got out of bed and walked to Zhou Shirui’s bedside without making any sound. Zhou Shirui was sleeping on his side, and it was pitch-black. From this angle, he couldn’t see at all whether he was asleep.

Le Cheng had no choice but to bend over, widen his eyes, and try to see Zhou Shirui’s side profile clearly.

Zhou Shirui had something on his mind and hadn’t fallen asleep at all.

From the moment Le Cheng got out of bed, he heard him. He held himself still, yet he could feel Le Cheng getting closer and closer to him.

A thought passed through his mind like a thunderclap.

—Le Cheng seemed to want to secretly kiss him.

Zhou Shirui didn’t know what he was thinking. At this moment, he should have opened his eyes and stopped Le Cheng, just as he had done before, but he didn’t. Instead, his breathing became tense, his fingers curled slightly, and his chest rose and fell.

His slender fingers seemed to be braced against one side of the bed. Zhou Shirui didn’t move at all, as if time itself had stopped. Tan Xiaobai suddenly let out a “snore.”

Le Cheng seemed startled and immediately stood up. Zhou Shirui’s nerves jumped, and he instinctively raised his hand, directly grabbing Le Cheng’s hand.

Le Cheng widened his eyes and looked at him.

Zhou Shirui’s gaze fell on Le Cheng’s rosy lips. His Adam’s apple rolled heavily once. “Le Cheng.”

“You weren’t asleep?” Le Cheng was quite happy. In a very quiet voice, he said, “My mouth hurts. I couldn’t find the medicine…”

A relatively reasonable excuse. Le Cheng had gotten smarter. Zhou Shirui thought this, yet he inexplicably felt a little disappointed.

He calmly waited a few seconds, then took the medicine from the drawer beside him and said, “I’ll apply it for you.”

It was so dark, which made it more convenient for Zhou Shirui to apply it. Le Cheng nodded. “Okay.”

He sat on the bed, slightly opening his mouth, looking completely defenseless. He watched Zhou Shirui lower his eyelashes and twist open the cap of the medicine. His eyes were bright, and supporting his chin, he said softly, “……Zhou Shirui, you’re so nice.”

Zhou Shirui paused slightly, his fingers trembling once. “No.” He pressed his lips together, his voice low. “……Le Cheng, I’m not nice at all.”

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Transmigrated as the Campus Heartthrob’s Cannon Fodder Ex-Boyfriend

Transmigrated as the Campus Heartthrob’s Cannon Fodder Ex-Boyfriend

穿成校草的炮灰前男友
Score 7.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese
Le Cheng suddenly transmigrates into a novel, becoming the cannon fodder ex-boyfriend of a certain campus male lead. Not only is this character arrogant and domineering, but also the ultimate drama king. In the original story, the male lead is a straight-laced computer genius. The cannon fodder, blinded by lust, coerces him into a relationship. A few months later, they break up unhappily. Holding a grudge, the cannon fodder steals and sells the creative ideas of the male lead’s team, only to be retaliated against and end up in prison. Naturally soft-tempered, after recalling the entire plot, Le Cheng thinks: Whoever wants to play cannon fodder can do it, not me →-→  But then when it’s time to break up, the male lead gave the cannon fodder a generous breakup fee.  Le Cheng quietly opens his account balance (less than 250): Hehe, guess I’ll do it^^ *** Le Cheng decides to follow the original plotline, but with a twist: he’ll “act dramatic without stealing,” aiming for a perfect ending. So he pulls out his phone and searches: How to be the kind of drama king a straight guy hates?
  1. Have a terrible temper and a sharp tongue!
  2. Make all sorts of unreasonable demands!
  3. Challenge a straight guy’s bottom line!
Not only that, but due to his personality flaws, Le Cheng even designs a “Straight Guy Conquest Plan” to coordinate his antics.  Specific actions include: Can we hold hands? Can we hug? Can I see your abs? Can I touch your chest muscles? Can I kiss you? Le Cheng executes them one by one. Yet the plot takes a bizarre turn. He not only acts dramatic, kisses, touches, but even unleashes the ultimate move: suggesting cohabitation. So why hasn’t the male lead broken up with him yet?! QAQ *** Zhou Shirui was born cold and indifferent, and as a straight man, he didn’t care much when he accidentally ended up with a nominal boyfriend. But the little boyfriend was simply too good: cute, clingy, and skilled at acting spoiled. As time went on, Zhou Shirui fell deeper and deeper, until the little boyfriend suggested living together. He pretended to be indifferent when he agreed, but in truth he was already thinking about engagement, secretly counting days on the calendar. Who would have thought that suddenly, the little boyfriend would propose breaking up and even hand him his very first “good person card.” “Yes, Ge, you’re a good person, but I prefer Plato. Our progress has just been way too fast.” Zhou Shirui, who had already hugged and kissed him: “?” ... Who’s moving too fast here? Not only that, Zhou Shirui accidentally discovered his little boyfriend’s “Drama King Strategy Plan.” Good. Zhou Shirui ground his teeth, he thought it was great, so great it drove him crazy.

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