Bro, Don't Study Anymore - Chapter 33

07/31

Xiao Tang had once read a saying: “When you like someone, they stand out in the crowd.” He never believed it until he started following Senior Song everywhere.

This included, but was not limited to, seeing Senior Song walking ahead of him after morning exercises, discovering their PE classes were at the same time, and frequently running into him in the office.

“…I’m done for.” Xiao Tang slumped over his desk in despair.

His deskmate, noticing his dejected state, poked his hand and whispered, “Tang, what’s up with you lately?”

Xiao Tang hesitated and then mustered his courage, “I think… I like a senior.”

“…Huh?” His deskmate was shocked, skeptical, then curious, “Which senior? Not the same class, right?”

“…”

“I don’t judge,” his deskmate lowered his voice, “What’s going on? Tell me.”

Xiao Tang described the situation without revealing the senior’s name. His deskmate was dying to know but didn’t press further.

Offering some advice, he said, “I’ve never had this experience, but I’ve seen it happen. You have his contact info, right? Chat more, try to be around him.”

“Will that work?” Xiao Tang was doubtful.

“Give it a shot.”

–

Senior Song noticed that the new junior seemed quite studious, sending him a lot of questions lately. After finishing his shower, he saw the junior had sent another tough physics problem.

Senior Song called, but it was quickly declined.

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Xiao Tang called back but didn’t speak right away, falling silent.

“Junior, studying this late?” Senior Song asked.

“Yeah, this problem is tough. Are you going to bed, Senior?”

Senior Song casually dried his hair with a towel and read the problem.

“Not yet,” he chuckled after reading it, “This is a challenging one.”

Then he changed the topic, “Are you already studying senior-year material?”

“…Uh.” Xiao Tang clearly heard the laugh and felt his ears burning, rubbing them a bit.

Senior Song didn’t wait for an answer, “There’s a basketball game during PE tomorrow. Want to come watch?”

“Are you playing, Senior?”

“Yeah,” Senior Song said, sketching something on a piece of scrap paper, “Come cheer me on?”

Their PE classes coincided the next day, so Xiao Tang nodded, then realized they were on the phone, “Definitely.”

–

The basketball game was held in the gymnasium, with Senior Song’s class playing against the neighboring class.

Not many were watching. Xiao Tang found a spot in the front row of the stands, holding a bottle of mineral water.

His deskmate had planned to stay in the classroom to do homework but followed Xiao Tang to the store and tagged along.

Xiao Tang didn’t mind, so his deskmate sat beside him, looking down at the court, “Tang, which senior?”

“The one holding the basketball now.”

After getting a good look, his deskmate commented, “He is quite handsome.”

During halftime, Senior Song walked over to Xiao Tang, tilting his head slightly, sweat trickling down his neck.

Xiao Tang swallowed, stammering, “Senior, what’s up?”

Senior Song extended his hand, “Aren’t you here to give me water?”

Xiao Tang unscrewed the cap and handed it over.

Senior Song took a couple of gulps, speaking affectionately, “Want to grab dinner together later?”

PE was the last period of the day, so they could go straight to dinner afterward.

“Sure.”

Deskmate: “…” I feel like I shouldn’t be here.

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