He is not my Alpha! - Chapter 30
Ji Yifei stood at the doorway watching the few people walk away, their gradually disappearing figures unsettling his heart.
Only after they were completely out of sight did he return inside, looking at the pile of soda bottles left on the table, sighing, “Why didn’t anyone drink the orange juice…”
He walked to the table to clean up. Just as he picked up the second soda bottle, the doorbell rang.
Ji Yifei: ?
His parents weren’t returning this week, and his friends had just left. Who could it be?
He walked to the door lock and opened the display, seeing a familiar face.
He quickly opened the door, looking at Shang Yan, who had returned, and asked, “Did you forget something?”
Shang Yan explained, “I left in too much of a hurry and forgot my phone.”
The two walked into the living room, and Shang Yan’s phone was indeed on the sofa. Ji Yifei returned to the table to continue cleaning.
After retrieving his phone, Shang Yan glanced at the person at the table. Ji Yifei didn’t seem to intend to speak, and Shang Yan sighed inwardly for himself, gripping his phone tighter.
He put the phone back in its original position, walked to the table, and helped clean up. Ji Yifei also remained silent.
When the table was clean, Shang Yan picked up his phone again, ready to leave, but Ji Yifei, who had been silent, called out to him.
“Shang Yan… Hearing about my middle school stuff, do you hate me?” Knowing others knew about his middle school past was not something he needed to be ashamed of; it was just a bit of rebellion.
But he felt Shang Yan was different, caring somewhat about his opinion.
“It’s nothing, who hasn’t been rebellious?” Shang Yan replied.
Ji Yifei gave a wry smile, sat down on the sofa, and patted the spot next to him, gesturing for Shang Yan to sit down.
Shang Yan walked over and leaned back against the sofa, just like Ji Yifei, putting his phone in his pocket.
Ji Yifei turned his head, looking at Shang Yan next to him, and asked, “You were rebellious too? Shouldn’t our God Shang be an excellent student from childhood?”
Shang Yan also turned his head to look at the person next to him, and their eyes met.
“I just put up a good act at school,” he replied.
This sentence piqued Ji Yifei’s curiosity. The emotion he had hidden for a long time faded a bit, and he motioned for him to continue.
“When I first differentiated, I became an S-class Alpha. My Sensitivity Period gets much more irritable.”
Ji Yifei recalled the time he went to Shang Yan’s house, where the Alpha was locked in the heavily barricaded safety room, and the attitude he had when he first entered.
“Is there a big difference between an S-class Alpha and a regular Alpha?”
“Yes.” Shang Yan looked at the person in front of him, listening intently, his expression changing with his words. This felt like the first time they had talked so seriously.
“Perhaps slightly higher intelligence? But actually, the biggest difference is pheromone suppression, and also…” his voice paused.
“What?” Ji Yifei’s worried eyebrows tensed up with the pause. The concept of an S-class Alpha was only in the supplementary section of the physiology textbook, which he never read.
“A stronger sense of possessiveness toward Omegas.” Shang Yan said this while observing Ji Yifei’s expression.
“Oh.” The person next to him predictably blushed. Despite many things happening—deliberate distance or ambiguous words—their secret would forever be undeniable.
Ji Yifei turned his head to look at the ceiling, then abruptly sat up. Shang Yan’s gaze followed him the entire time, and he stood up as Ji Yifei did.
Ji Yifei turned sideways and placed both hands on Shang Yan’s shoulders, applying a little force. His sincere eyes met Shang Yan’s, making Shang Yan’s face flush as well.
A fire was burning in his heart.
“Don’t worry, we are good brothers now. I absolutely won’t let AO feelings affect us.” He then nodded seriously to show his sincerity.
Shang Yan was amused by his serious expression, and his laughter echoed unrestrainedly throughout the villa.
“Okay.” Shang Yan straightened his face and also placed his hands on Ji Yifei’s shoulders. The two exchanged a vow with their eyes.
But there was also a falsehood in Shang Yan’s heart; he didn’t want there to be no AO feelings between them at all.
Shang Yan prayed in his heart: “Ji Yifei, try to like me.”
Ji Yifei began to talk about the two of them getting older, washing off the mark, working hard together to get into college, discussing dating, and even being each other’s best man.
Ji Yifei: “Shang Yan, do you know why I specifically asked you for your opinion on my rebellious period?”
Shang Yan slightly shook his head, then asked confusedly, “Because… we are good brothers?”
Ji Yifei shook his head but then nodded: “Something like that. Because you said, you believe me.”
Shang Yan’s heart was severely struck by Cupid’s arrow. At this moment, he wished he could leave his body, pin down Cupid, and shoot his Omega friend next to him with an arrow too.
“Then will you believe me too?” Shang Yan countered.
“Of course! We’re good brothers!” Ji Yifei felt he was stating the obvious. He took down the hands resting on Shang Yan’s shoulders and sincerely gestured:
“I’d go through hell and high water for you.” He then made a motion of being stabbed in the ribs.
“That’s very good.” Shang Yan was amused by his gesture. His upturned mouth and his wildly beating heart declared the suppressed inner flutter.
The boy standing in the shade studying no longer felt like a distant figure to be observed but a vivid person right in front of him.
They talked a few more sentences. Ji Yifei kept adding points to Shang Yan in his mind. He inwardly blamed himself for being hostile towards Shang Yan at the start of the semester, wondering how he could have been so blind.
How many people in the world are so willing to believe in him?
Ji Yifei felt a warmth in his heart, and the worries and emptiness from earlier disappeared.
Shang Yan looked at the person’s features, listening to his every earnest word, and could only pray in his heart: Ji Yifei, please like me.
After parting, both of their hearts found happiness and satisfaction. It was already 11 PM when Shang Yan left.
Ji Yifei finished washing up and lay in bed, finally restraining himself from checking the forum. He cared less about other people’s thoughts and opinions now.
He had something more important now.
When returning to school in the afternoon, the students in Class 1 were all discussing the events of the week. Chen Ken was only informed about the forum when he got to class by Jiang Jie.
Jiang Jie and Lin Ling, with their big dark circles, recounted to Chen Ken how they had fought a three-hundred-round battle on the forum over the weekend. They firmly believed in Ji Yifei’s character. They didn’t need to ask; they slept in the same room every day, so wouldn’t they know what kind of person Ji Yifei was?
Jiang Jie spoke with gritted teeth, wishing he could drag those people out one by one, cut off their hands, and see how they could still spread rumors behind a screen.
When Ji Yifei and Li Jiang walked into the classroom right on time, they heard a few seconds of silence in the class. The smile on Li Jiang’s face froze slightly.
“Why are you standing in the doorway blocking the way?” Zhou Tian’s voice came, easing the awkwardness. The voices of the other students in the class lowered by a few degrees. Li Jiang led Ji Yifei back to his seat.
Li Jiang was thankful that Ji Yifei’s seat had been moved to the front row, otherwise, how many cold faces would he have to endure right now?
Shang Yan followed closely behind. As soon as he reached the door, his gaze locked onto the person sitting in the first row. He smiled and walked to his seat.
“God Shang is in a good mood,” Ji Yifei teased. In his mind now, his relationship with Shang Yan had become much closer than before. They were no longer just classmates and deskmates!
They were now mutually supportive good brothers!
Shang Yan nodded, playing along with Ji Yifei’s joke: “Thanks to you. My mood improves when I see you.”
Ji Yifei was extremely satisfied with this answer and nodded.
The two took out their homework from their backpacks and started writing. Since Ji Yifei had sworn to clarify his grades, he had to try even harder for the next exam.
Ji Yifei’s gaze couldn’t help but drift to the side. The pen in his hand spun constantly, and a thought suddenly sprouted in his mind.
“Shang Yan, can you do me a favor?” he asked.
“Yes.” Shang Yan turned his head and agreed the moment he spoke.
Ji Yifei was stunned by Shang Yan’s straightforwardness. This further convinced Ji Yifei that Shang Yan was truly a good brother worth befriending deeply.
“Hey, listen to what I’m asking for first.” Ji Yifei was extremely happy right now, as if a hole in his heart had been filled, and a feeling of contentment spread throughout his body.
“Can you tutor me in studying? I’m actually a bit unsure about the next exam, but I need to rely on my grades for clarification.”
Shang Yan nodded and replied, “No problem.” He then quickly pulled a clean notebook from his desk, and the two began writing a study plan.
Li Jiang looked at the two heads leaning together and couldn’t help but grasp someone’s hand under the desk.
The person reversed his grip on Li Jiang’s hand and slightly adjusted his sitting posture to ensure no one could see.
“How is the matter resolved?” he whispered.
“Don’t you trust my work? The plan is drawn up. All is ready but the time is not ripe,” Li Jiang replied confidently.
The person next to him nodded.
The study plan was finally completed after the two spent one class period on it. Ji Yifei finally breathed a sigh of relief looking at the plan tailored specifically for him.
He couldn’t help but feel a surge of admiration for Shang Yan, saying to him, “No wonder everyone calls you God Shang. You really are a God of Study.”
Shang Yan noticed the person’s excessively sweet talk today.
He responded, “It’s my honor to serve our Young Master Ji.”
Ji Yifei realized the two of them could come up with 800 nicknames for each other by being together every day. But this nickname did satisfy Ji Yifei’s little vanity.
“You’re welcome, our Great Master Shang,” Ji Yifei echoed.
Feeling a little tired after planning for so long, the two took their water bottles to refill. On the way, Ji Yifei kept talking to Shang Yan, completely oblivious to the look in the eyes of the person next to him.
It wasn’t until they finished refilling the water that he noticed an “uninvited guest” standing across from them.
Wu Yiheng saw the forum posts and knew his opportunity for a heroic rescue had arrived. Now, he only needed to step forward and give Ji Yifei a comforting hug to win his heart.
But this annoying Shang Yan was like a piece of stubborn glue that wouldn’t peel off. Being deskmates wasn’t enough; he even had to follow him when refilling water?
Wu Yiheng lowered his head and walked toward the two in what he thought was a cool posture. Paired with his latest sneakers, he must look incredibly handsome right now.
Ji Yifei couldn’t help but inwardly mock the person walking toward them in a distorted posture.
What was the purpose of that shoulder-swinging motion? Why suddenly put both hands in his pockets and look down?
Before Wu Yiheng even reached them, the two had already walked past him.
“If you’re not feeling well, go to the hospital.” Shang Yan left a light sentence. By the time Wu Yiheng raised his head to look for them, he found the two had already walked quite a distance side-by-side.
“Damn it.” Wu Yiheng clenched his fist, regretting his “untimely birth.” If he and Ji Yifei were in the same class, would it have been this Shang Yan’s turn?
He ran to the restroom and opened the forum, anonymously posting an attack on Shang Yan:
“Does a certain ‘God of Study’ guy at school really think he’s handsome? Not that great.”
Responses quickly followed below.
[Floor 1] Bro, I suggest you open your front camera and take a look at yourself.
[Floor 2] Isn’t alcohol banned at school? Where did this drunkard come from?
[Floor 3] I suggest the OP posts a selfie. The public’s eyes are clear.
…
[Floor 15] So much free time during school. Must be another case of an Omega who likes God Shang but can’t have him.
Wu Yiheng looked at the people attacking him, wanting to smash his phone on the floor. He cursed at them one by one, but unexpectedly, more and more people came to attack him.
He could only leave a final sentence: “You bunch of fools!” then deleted the post and left the restroom.
When he returned to the class, evening self-study was halfway through. His deskmate was browsing the forum and shared the screen with him: “Look, ha ha ha, some idiot is cursing God Shang on the forum and got cursed back for over 40 floors.”
Wu Yiheng: …
Ji Yifei returned and told Lin Ling and Jiang Jie about Wu Yiheng’s recent behavior. Jiang Jie’s funny bone was hit again, and he wanted to roll on the floor, laughing and spinning 360 degrees.
After their laughter subsided, the few returned to class, back in their seats.
That night, Ji Yifei returned to the dorm and immediately began implementing the study plan. His three roommates subtly asked him about the forum issue. Only after Ji Yifei repeatedly affirmed that it would definitely be resolved did the three drop the matter.
It was already 11 PM after completing the plan. Ji Yifei picked up his phone, took a picture of the finished work, and sent it to Shang Yan.
Ji Three-Year-Old: [Image]
Ji Three-Year-Old: Shang Yan, I’m feeling very emotional now.
Shang Yan replied almost instantly.
Shang Ten-Year-Old: What’s wrong?
Shang Ten-Year-Old: You wrote very well. [Thumbs up.jpg]
Ji Three-Year-Old: The saying ‘A friend in need is a friend indeed’ is really true. This incident made me notice how many good friends care about me.
Ji Three-Year-Old: This is also a blessing in disguise.
Shang Ten-Year-Old: ‘Loss in the East, gain in the West’ [a direct translation of the idiom, meaning ‘a blessing in disguise’ or ‘what you lose in one place you gain in another’]. Every event that happens has a corresponding reward.
Ji Three-Year-Old: Profound. [Thumbs up.jpg]
23:05 WeChat Moments
Ji Three-Year-Old: ‘Loss in the East, gain in the West.’
Li Jiang watched Shang Yan start smiling foolishly at his phone again, and his suspicion of him dating online grew even stronger.
He could only walk over to Zhou Tian’s bed again and say to him, “I really feel like Shang Yan is dating online. He smiles foolishly at his phone all day. Do you think I should subtly remind him to be careful not to get tricked?”
Zhou Tian cursed him as an idiot, then blocked his mouth. [Full and Literal English Translation]
Returning to School
Ji Yifei stood at the doorway watching the few people walk away, their gradually disappearing figures unsettling his heart.
Only after they were completely out of sight did he return inside, looking at the pile of soda bottles left on the table, sighing, “Why didn’t anyone drink the orange juice…”
He walked to the table to clean up. Just as he picked up the second soda bottle, the doorbell rang.
Ji Yifei: ?
His parents weren’t returning this week, and his friends had just left. Who could it be?
He walked to the door lock and opened the display, seeing a familiar face.
He quickly opened the door, looking at Shang Yan, who had returned, and asked, “Did you forget something?”
Shang Yan explained, “I left in too much of a hurry and forgot my phone.”
The two walked into the living room, and Shang Yan’s phone was indeed on the sofa. Ji Yifei returned to the table to continue cleaning.
After retrieving his phone, Shang Yan glanced at the person at the table. Ji Yifei didn’t seem to intend to speak, and Shang Yan sighed inwardly for himself, gripping his phone tighter.
He put the phone back in its original position, walked to the table, and helped clean up. Ji Yifei also remained silent.
When the table was clean, Shang Yan picked up his phone again, ready to leave, but Ji Yifei, who had been silent, called out to him.
“Shang Yan… Hearing about my middle school stuff, do you hate me?” Knowing others knew about his middle school past was not something he needed to be ashamed of; it was just a bit of rebellion.
But he felt Shang Yan was different, caring somewhat about his opinion.
“It’s nothing, who hasn’t been rebellious?” Shang Yan replied.
Ji Yifei gave a wry smile, sat down on the sofa, and patted the spot next to him, gesturing for Shang Yan to sit down.
Shang Yan walked over and leaned back against the sofa, just like Ji Yifei, putting his phone in his pocket.
Ji Yifei turned his head, looking at Shang Yan next to him, and asked, “You were rebellious too? Shouldn’t our God Shang be an excellent student from childhood?”
Shang Yan also turned his head to look at the person next to him, and their eyes met.
“I just put up a good act at school,” he replied.
This sentence piqued Ji Yifei’s curiosity. The emotion he had hidden for a long time faded a bit, and he motioned for him to continue.
“When I first differentiated, I became an S-class Alpha. My Sensitivity Period gets much more irritable.”
Ji Yifei recalled the time he went to Shang Yan’s house, where the Alpha was locked in the heavily barricaded safety room, and the attitude he had when he first entered.
“Is there a big difference between an S-class Alpha and a regular Alpha?”
“Yes.” Shang Yan looked at the person in front of him, listening intently, his expression changing with his words. This felt like the first time they had talked so seriously.
“Perhaps slightly higher intelligence? But actually, the biggest difference is pheromone suppression, and also…” his voice paused.
“What?” Ji Yifei’s worried eyebrows tensed up with the pause. The concept of an S-class Alpha was only in the supplementary section of the physiology textbook, which he never read.
“A stronger sense of possessiveness toward Omegas.” Shang Yan said this while observing Ji Yifei’s expression.
“Oh.” The person next to him predictably blushed. Despite many things happening—deliberate distance or ambiguous words—their secret would forever be undeniable.
Ji Yifei turned his head to look at the ceiling, then abruptly sat up. Shang Yan’s gaze followed him the entire time, and he stood up as Ji Yifei did.
Ji Yifei turned sideways and placed both hands on Shang Yan’s shoulders, applying a little force. His sincere eyes met Shang Yan’s, making Shang Yan’s face flush as well.
A fire was burning in his heart.
“Don’t worry, we are good brothers now. I absolutely won’t let AO feelings affect us.” He then nodded seriously to show his sincerity.
Shang Yan was amused by his serious expression, and his laughter echoed unrestrainedly throughout the villa.
“Okay.” Shang Yan straightened his face and also placed his hands on Ji Yifei’s shoulders. The two exchanged a vow with their eyes.
But there was also a falsehood in Shang Yan’s heart; he didn’t want there to be no AO feelings between them at all.
Shang Yan prayed in his heart: “Ji Yifei, try to like me.”
Ji Yifei began to talk about the two of them getting older, washing off the mark, working hard together to get into college, discussing dating, and even being each other’s best man.
Ji Yifei: “Shang Yan, do you know why I specifically asked you for your opinion on my rebellious period?”
Shang Yan slightly shook his head, then asked confusedly, “Because… we are good brothers?”
Ji Yifei shook his head but then nodded: “Something like that. Because you said, you believe me.”
Shang Yan’s heart was severely struck by Cupid’s arrow. At this moment, he wished he could leave his body, pin down Cupid, and shoot his Omega friend next to him with an arrow too.
“Then will you believe me too?” Shang Yan countered.
“Of course! We’re good brothers!” Ji Yifei felt he was stating the obvious. He took down the hands resting on Shang Yan’s shoulders and sincerely gestured:
“I’d go through hell and high water for you.” He then made a motion of being stabbed in the ribs.
“That’s very good.” Shang Yan was amused by his gesture. His upturned mouth and his wildly beating heart declared the suppressed inner flutter.
The boy standing in the shade studying no longer felt like a distant figure to be observed but a vivid person right in front of him.
They talked a few more sentences. Ji Yifei kept adding points to Shang Yan in his mind. He inwardly blamed himself for being hostile towards Shang Yan at the start of the semester, wondering how he could have been so blind.
How many people in the world are so willing to believe in him?
Ji Yifei felt a warmth in his heart, and the worries and emptiness from earlier disappeared.
Shang Yan looked at the person’s features, listening to his every earnest word, and could only pray in his heart: Ji Yifei, please like me.
After parting, both of their hearts found happiness and satisfaction. It was already 11 PM when Shang Yan left.
Ji Yifei finished washing up and lay in bed, finally restraining himself from checking the forum. He cared less about other people’s thoughts and opinions now.
He had something more important now.
When returning to school in the afternoon, the students in Class 1 were all discussing the events of the week. Chen Ken was only informed about the forum when he got to class by Jiang Jie.
Jiang Jie and Lin Ling, with their big dark circles, recounted to Chen Ken how they had fought a three-hundred-round battle on the forum over the weekend. They firmly believed in Ji Yifei’s character. They didn’t need to ask; they slept in the same room every day, so wouldn’t they know what kind of person Ji Yifei was?
Jiang Jie spoke with gritted teeth, wishing he could drag those people out one by one, cut off their hands, and see how they could still spread rumors behind a screen.
When Ji Yifei and Li Jiang walked into the classroom right on time, they heard a few seconds of silence in the class. The smile on Li Jiang’s face froze slightly.
“Why are you standing in the doorway blocking the way?” Zhou Tian’s voice came, easing the awkwardness. The voices of the other students in the class lowered by a few degrees. Li Jiang led Ji Yifei back to his seat.
Li Jiang was thankful that Ji Yifei’s seat had been moved to the front row, otherwise, how many cold faces would he have to endure right now?
Shang Yan followed closely behind. As soon as he reached the door, his gaze locked onto the person sitting in the first row. He smiled and walked to his seat.
“God Shang is in a good mood,” Ji Yifei teased. In his mind now, his relationship with Shang Yan had become much closer than before. They were no longer just classmates and deskmates!
They were now mutually supportive good brothers!
Shang Yan nodded, playing along with Ji Yifei’s joke: “Thanks to you. My mood improves when I see you.”
Ji Yifei was extremely satisfied with this answer and nodded.
The two took out their homework from their backpacks and started writing. Since Ji Yifei had sworn to clarify his grades, he had to try even harder for the next exam.
Ji Yifei’s gaze couldn’t help but drift to the side. The pen in his hand spun constantly, and a thought suddenly sprouted in his mind.
“Shang Yan, can you do me a favor?” he asked.
“Yes.” Shang Yan turned his head and agreed the moment he spoke.
Ji Yifei was stunned by Shang Yan’s straightforwardness. This further convinced Ji Yifei that Shang Yan was truly a good brother worth befriending deeply.
“Hey, listen to what I’m asking for first.” Ji Yifei was extremely happy right now, as if a hole in his heart had been filled, and a feeling of contentment spread throughout his body.
“Can you tutor me in studying? I’m actually a bit unsure about the next exam, but I need to rely on my grades for clarification.”
Shang Yan nodded and replied, “No problem.” He then quickly pulled a clean notebook from his desk, and the two began writing a study plan.
Li Jiang looked at the two heads leaning together and couldn’t help but grasp someone’s hand under the desk.
The person reversed his grip on Li Jiang’s hand and slightly adjusted his sitting posture to ensure no one could see.
“How is the matter resolved?” he whispered.
“Don’t you trust my work? The plan is drawn up. All is ready but the time is not ripe,” Li Jiang replied confidently.
The person next to him nodded.
The study plan was finally completed after the two spent one class period on it. Ji Yifei finally breathed a sigh of relief looking at the plan tailored specifically for him.
He couldn’t help but feel a surge of admiration for Shang Yan, saying to him, “No wonder everyone calls you God Shang. You really are a God of Study.”
Shang Yan noticed the person’s excessively sweet talk today.
He responded, “It’s my honor to serve our Young Master Ji.”
Ji Yifei realized the two of them could come up with 800 nicknames for each other by being together every day. But this nickname did satisfy Ji Yifei’s little vanity.
“You’re welcome, our Great Master Shang,” Ji Yifei echoed.
Feeling a little tired after planning for so long, the two took their water bottles to refill. On the way, Ji Yifei kept talking to Shang Yan, completely oblivious to the look in the eyes of the person next to him.
It wasn’t until they finished refilling the water that he noticed an “uninvited guest” standing across from them.
Wu Yiheng saw the forum posts and knew his opportunity for a heroic rescue had arrived. Now, he only needed to step forward and give Ji Yifei a comforting hug to win his heart.
But this annoying Shang Yan was like a piece of stubborn glue that wouldn’t peel off. Being deskmates wasn’t enough; he even had to follow him when refilling water?
Wu Yiheng lowered his head and walked toward the two in what he thought was a cool posture. Paired with his latest sneakers, he must look incredibly handsome right now.
Ji Yifei couldn’t help but inwardly mock the person walking toward them in a distorted posture.
What was the purpose of that shoulder-swinging motion? Why suddenly put both hands in his pockets and look down?
Before Wu Yiheng even reached them, the two had already walked past him.
“If you’re not feeling well, go to the hospital.” Shang Yan left a light sentence. By the time Wu Yiheng raised his head to look for them, he found the two had already walked quite a distance side-by-side.
“Damn it.” Wu Yiheng clenched his fist, regretting his “untimely birth.” If he and Ji Yifei were in the same class, would it have been this Shang Yan’s turn?
He ran to the restroom and opened the forum, anonymously posting an attack on Shang Yan:
“Does a certain ‘God of Study’ guy at school really think he’s handsome? Not that great.”
Responses quickly followed below.
[Floor 1] Bro, I suggest you open your front camera and take a look at yourself.
[Floor 2] Isn’t alcohol banned at school? Where did this drunkard come from?
[Floor 3] I suggest the OP posts a selfie. The public’s eyes are clear.
…
[Floor 15] So much free time during school. Must be another case of an Omega who likes God Shang but can’t have him.
Wu Yiheng looked at the people attacking him, wanting to smash his phone on the floor. He cursed at them one by one, but unexpectedly, more and more people came to attack him.
He could only leave a final sentence: “You bunch of fools!” then deleted the post and left the restroom.
When he returned to the class, evening self-study was halfway through. His deskmate was browsing the forum and shared the screen with him: “Look, ha ha ha, some idiot is cursing God Shang on the forum and got cursed back for over 40 floors.”
Wu Yiheng: …
Ji Yifei returned and told Lin Ling and Jiang Jie about Wu Yiheng’s recent behavior. Jiang Jie’s funny bone was hit again, and he wanted to roll on the floor, laughing and spinning 360 degrees.
After their laughter subsided, the few returned to class, back in their seats.
That night, Ji Yifei returned to the dorm and immediately began implementing the study plan. His three roommates subtly asked him about the forum issue. Only after Ji Yifei repeatedly affirmed that it would definitely be resolved did the three drop the matter.
It was already 11 PM after completing the plan. Ji Yifei picked up his phone, took a picture of the finished work, and sent it to Shang Yan.
Ji Three-Year-Old: [Image]
Ji Three-Year-Old: Shang Yan, I’m feeling very emotional now.
Shang Yan replied almost instantly.
Shang Ten-Year-Old: What’s wrong?
Shang Ten-Year-Old: You wrote very well. [Thumbs up.jpg]
Ji Three-Year-Old: The saying ‘A friend in need is a friend indeed’ is really true. This incident made me notice how many good friends care about me.
Ji Three-Year-Old: This is also a blessing in disguise.
Shang Ten-Year-Old: Shī zhī dōng yú, shōu zhī sāng yú [Loss in the East, gain in the West]. Every event that happens has a corresponding reward.
Ji Three-Year-Old: Profound. [Thumbs up.jpg]
23:05 WeChat Moments
Ji Three-Year-Old: Shī zhī dōng yú, shōu zhī sāng yú.
Li Jiang watched Shang Yan start smiling foolishly at his phone again, and his suspicion of him dating online grew even stronger.
He could only walk over to Zhou Tian’s bed again and say to him, “I really feel like Shang Yan is dating online. He smiles foolishly at his phone all day. Do you think I should subtly remind him to be careful not to get tricked?”
Zhou Tian cursed him as an idiot, then blocked his mouth.