CH 79.2

Happy New Year (2)

In the night’s darkness, the neon and lights flickering in the darkness in the distance and the two youths’ smiles were each guarded and cautious.

In the shot, Fu Songhua had a stiff buzz cut with long eyelashes and red lips and his face appeared even whiter than Fang Li’s.

Fu Songhua looked at his silly face with frustration, wanting to destroy it but unable to do so, muttering, “Why do I look so white? I really look like a ghost!”

Fang Li couldn’t help but laugh and whisper, “Wasn’t it because…”

Before going on the stage, he had initially only needed to put on a light layer of powder. However, this person’s face somehow kept flushing and would not go away. In the end, it took a lot of foundation to cover up the redness.

“That… Can you send the photo to me later?” Fang Li softly said.

“Okay, okay!” Fu Songhua hurriedly nodded and sent the picture to him.

Fang Li accepted it but then bit his lip and hesitantly said, “The picture on the sports competition day… do you still have it? If you do, please send it to me too.”

Fu Songhua was stunned. “Didn’t I send it to you before?”

Fang Li said softly, “I wasn’t careful… and deleted it.”

Fu Songhua hurriedly opened his phone album and flipped through it one by one. Just as Fang Li glanced at it, Fu Songhua nervously flashed his phone to the side. “It’s almost there. Found it!”

Seeing the silent look in Fang Li’s eyes, he was slightly frustrated again and gritted his teeth as he held the phone out in front of him. “There’s nothing shameful in it. Most of them have you in them!”

Fang Li blushed and didn’t dare look at his photo, softly changing the topic. “That… Was it really painful to train for the show?”

Fu Songhua scratched his head. “Don’t listen to Ruan Qingmu’s nonsense. Leg stretching isn’t painful for me at all. Moreover, look how flexible I am now!”

Fang Li seemed to be muttering to himself, “Liar. Leg stretch is really painful, ah. When I was little, my mom would stretch it for me when she saw me dancing badly. I would incessantly cry every time because of the pain.”

Fu Songhua let out an “ah” and furrowed his face in distress. “Your mom is so fierce!”

Fang Li faintly laughed.

After a while, he asked, “Why don’t you go with your class monitor to remove the makeup?”

“It’s no problem.” Fu Songhua rubbed his face. “He went to 106 with Ruan Qingmu to wash their faces. I don’t want to be their light bulb*.”

*T/N: Light bulb: refers to a third party who gets in the way when a man or woman is in a relationship and is unaware of the situation.

Beside them, the boys laughed and giggled, looking at the school forum’s post tonight on their phones. Suddenly, Huang Ya turned his head and shouted at Fang Li, “Can I send our picture to the class group?”

Fang Li smiled. “You can, ah.”

Fu Songhua was slightly anxious. “You don’t need to force it. Don’t allow them to send it if you don’t like it.”

Fang Li summoned his courage and raised his voice at his boy classmates. “It’s no problem even if you send it to the big group.”

Fu Songhua blankly looked at him and finally understood a bit. “You… You don’t care about it?”

Fang Li found a place to sit at the top of the stairs. Holding his cheek, he unhurriedly looked at the distant night sky. “Mm.”

He wouldn’t cower anymore after going through tonight.

Even if there was still a slight residual fear, he would try and fight on with every ounce of strength he could muster.

Otherwise, what was the point of having all these mates around him, doing what they did for him?

“Ruan-ge, Boss Qin, here!” At the back, Bai jing and the others shouted noisily. At the head of the stairs, two tall boys walked up side by side.

Huang Ya shouted once he saw them. “Ruan-ge, you’re so ruthless. I wanted to take a picture with you, but you’ve washed up!”

It was only a bit past ten o’clock after the show and the energetic boys didn’t want to return to their dorm rooms just yet. After a discussion, they decided to come together here. Ruan Qingmu and the others went back to their dorm rooms first to take off their makeup before coming over.

Ruan Qingmu unhurriedly walked over and looked at him grimly. “If you want to take a picture, your phone will die.”

Class 1 boys also passionately shouted, “Class monitor, come sit here. You can see the fireworks clearly from here!”

Qin Yuan looked at them without batting an eye and didn’t go over to them.

Ruan Qingmu directly walked to the Class 9 group at the top stairs, mumbling to himself, “What’s so great about watching the New Year’s fireworks? It’s so cold. Why couldn’t we return and wrap ourselves in a quilt?”

Qin Yuan silently followed behind him and found a small step to sit down at Class 9’s boys’ side.

Class 1 boys: “…”

Someone poked his roommate. “Don’t you feel like our class and Class 9 have a marriage relationship?”

There were more than a dozen classes in the grade and no one knew Class 9 before. But within a semester, they had agreed to hang out for the sports day celebrations, the midnight snack trip, the New Year show and now they even watched the New Year’s fireworks at night!

His roommate took a look at the giggling class sports representative and then at the calm class monitor with a complicated look on his face. “It’s not like we’re related by marriage. I feel like the two bosses in our class are the ones married.”

The backbone of their classes, the double wall of school grass, the double-A on the basketball court, sat in the crowd of Class 9 in such a dignified manner. It was almost like two incapable rulers who had abandoned their subjects!