Until today, when he heard people in the dormitory say that the rumor of Xiao Shaowan being kept by someone had been confirmed by a guy named Han Hongfei, he scoffed, refusing to believe that the girl he had his eyes on could be that kind of person. Until now, this scene before his eyes.
The man and woman supporting each other deeply pierced his heart, so glaring that it made his breathing feel heavy.
β¦β¦
Yang Haoran, looking at Xu Liang who had noticed them, his smile frozen as he stood rooted to the spot, frowned. He hadnβt expected it to be such a coincidence, running into him so dramatically right after mentioning him.
βWhatβs wrong?β Xiao Shaowan, seeing Yang Haoran suddenly stop, looked at him puzzled. Noticing his gaze fixed straight ahead, she followed his line of sight and saw Xu Liang approaching.
Her face stiffened involuntarily. It wasnβt that she still had feelings for Xu Liang; she had never really liked him that much to begin with, at most, she had felt some genuineε₯½ζ (hΗo gΗn – positive feelings/attraction).
But running into Xu Liang was something she didnβt want. She was afraid it would affect Yang Haoranβs opinion of her, make him think she was promiscuous.
βWan’er, you two areβ¦β A forced smile appeared on Xu Liangβs handsome face, but the natural smile from before was now incredibly difficult for him. His teeth were slightly chattering, his heart aching sharply, and his breath felt heavy and labored.
βThis is my boyfrieβ¦β
βIβm a male classmate from her class.β
Xiao Shaowan was also very nervous now. Afraid Yang Haoran would become suspicious, she pretended to smile, wanting to introduce him to Xu Liang as her boyfriend to clarify her stance and loyalty.
But before she could finish, Yang Haoran cut her off. The smile on her face paused, and her exquisite, beautiful face turned to look at Yang Haoran nervously, observing his expression to see if he was angry.
However, she didnβt see what she had anticipated. Instead, Yang Haoran greeted Xu Liang with a full smile.
βYouβre Xu Liang, right! A famous name at school, I know you.β
Yang Haoranβs enthusiastic greeting slightly stunned Xu Liang. He hesitantly said, βYou areβ¦ Han Hongfei?β
βNo, my name is Yang Haoran. Iβm in the same class as her.β
Yang Haoran pointed at Xiao Shaowan.
βOhβ¦ so you two are?β
Xu Liang felt like something was off. Had he misunderstood something?
βXiao Shaowan sprained her ankle. I happened to be there, and she asked me to walk her back to the dormitory.β
Yang Haoran lied without changing his expression.
βIs that so?β Xu Liang looked doubtfully at Xiao Shaowan.
βYes!β Xiao Shaowanβs expression returned to normal as she nodded. βI accidentally sprained my ankle just now. There was no one else around, and Yang Haoran was there, so I asked him to walk me back to the dorm.β
She didnβt know what Yang Haoran was thinking internally, but at this moment, she could only play along, even though her lower body still contained his semen.
Even though Xiao Shaowan said this, explaining the scene he had just witnessed, Yang Haoran could tell that Xu Liang still had some doubts in his heart.
He sighed inwardly; it seemed the guy truly liked his Wanε₯΄ (WΓ n nΓΊ – slave/submissive, a likely pet name/term of ownership). He hadnβt expected Xu Liang to be such a devoted lover.
So he said with a smile, βYouβve heard that rumor too, right?β
Xu Liangβs face immediately became somewhat uncomfortable: βIβve heard some things.β
βItβs fake.β
Yang Haoran shook his head. βI just asked Xiao Shaowan about it. She said it herself. If you donβt believe me, ask her?β
Before Xu Liang could even ask, Xiao Shaowan cooperated with a smile: βHan Hongfei made that up himself. He pursued me, I didnβt agree, and I never thought he would slander me like this.β
As she spoke, an expression of anger appeared on her beautiful face, as if she was extremely furious at his shamelessness.
βBuddy, do you like Xiao Shaowan too?β Yang Haoran said cheerfully.
Hearing Xiao Shaowan personally debunk the rumor, Xu Liang finally relaxed his紧绷ηηεΏ (jΗn bΔng zhe de xΔ«n – tightly strung heart), feeling the air become fresher, even seeming to carry a hint of sweetness. The faint pain in his heart from moments ago felt like an illusion.
The smile on his face became natural again, but upon hearing Yang Haoranβs blunt question, his smile paused slightly. He hesitated, pondering internally whether to tell the truth.
βHey, man, your hesitant attitude isnβt very manly. If you like her, you like her! I like her too!β
Yang Haoran laughed and patted Xu Liangβs shoulder, his bright smile revealing clean white teeth.
Yang Haoranβs straightforward and frank words made Xu Liang a little suspicious. Could people nowadays declare liking someone so casually and openly?
βLet me tell you, quite a few people in my class like Xiao Shaowan. Liking is liking, but not a single one has managed to chase her yet.β
Yang Haoran said familiarly: βI know you. I think you have a good chance, but I wonβt just hand her over to you. At most, we can compete fairly. No problem, right?β
Yang Haoranβs familiar attitude left Xu Liang stunned, but hearing what sounded like a declaration, he took a deep breath and said, βOf course, I wonβt hand Wan’er over to you either.β
Yang Haoranβsε¦ηΆ (tΗn rΓ‘n – calm, unperturbed) attitude infected him. Even as competitors, he couldnβt help but feel a sliver of admiration for the other guy. He certainly couldnβt be soζ΄θ± (sΗ tuΕ – free and easy, unrestrained) himself, and he would never give up pursuing Xiao Shaowan.
βI say, you two, is it appropriate to talk like this right in front of me?β
Xiao Shaowan put on a displeased expression.
Internally, her feelings were complicated. What was this all about? She was, after all, a girl, and couldnβt understand what Yang Haoran was thinking inside.
Her ownership undeniably belonged to Yang Haoran, so why was he saying such absurd things about fair competition?
She vaguely guessed the answer internally but didnβt dare be sure.
Xiao Shaowanβs words made both men awkward, though oneβs awkwardness was real, the otherβs feigned.
βBuddy, see you later. Iβll take Shaowan back to the dorm first,β Yang Haoran said, looking at Xu Liang.
βLet me do it.β
Yang Haoranβs appearance had stimulated Xu Liang. He felt he couldnβt just wait silently like before.
As Xu Liang spoke, he moved to actively support Xiao Shaowan, but before his hand could touch her, Yang Haoran grabbed his outstretched hand.
βHey!β Yang Haoran looked at Xu Liang with clear dissatisfaction. βThatβs going too far. I was here first. Put yourself in my shoes, would you be willing to hand her over to me? Donβt forget, weβre competitors.β
Hearing this, Xu Liangβs movement stiffened, and he withdrew his hand. Looking at Yang Haoran, he said, βFine! You take Wan’er back to the dorm.β
Even though Xu Liang said these words reluctantly and unwillingly in his heart, he understood the otherβs logic. Moreover, since the other guy was being so upfront, if he continued to hesitate, it would make him seem petty.
He didnβt care what Yang Haoran thought of him, but Wan’er was present.
Xiao Shaowan watched the two men vie for her favor. If she were an ordinary girl, she might have felt pleased, her vanity satisfied.
But she was different. She knew the whole truth. Watching Yang Haoran toy with Xu Liang, a trace ofδΈεΏ (bΓΉ rΔn -δΈεΏ – inability to bear seeing suffering, compassion) flashed in her heart.
But she was smart and rational. That slight compassion soon vanished like the wind.
For her, Yang Haoranβs happiness surpassed everything else. She had long since dedicated her heart and body to him.
As for Xu Liang, one could only say he was too late.
Sorry!
Xiao Shaowan apologized inwardly, her last trace of pity completely disappearing.