Chapter 17: 16

Wen Ming was so busy in the afternoon he was spinning.

After an outdoor class, he then had the time to sit in the office chair, and lifted his bottle to drink water.

These days, Wen Ming originally had many things he was busy with- processing materials, applying for purchases, looking into classes, added with wall decoration review, he was so busy he could just fly.

While holding a water bottle, he was still planning work that was waiting to be done, and just when he had a bit of time to rest, his brain could not help but think to Jiang Rui.

Right now, his head hurt.

The Wen Ming in his dreams to Jiang Rui: In control.

And in reality, it was Jiang Rui to him: In control.

As expected, dreams and reality were the opposite of each other.

Right now, things had developed to the worst situation he had forecasted. Jiang Rui did not listen to his protest at all.

Don’t say education, even rabbit rights were going to be gone. In the end, this act of him luring the wolf into the den instead made himself fall into the circumstances of being the one initiated.

“Mr. xiao’Wen?”

A voice to the side called to him.

“En?” Wen Ming came back to his senses, and saw it was Ms. Bai who worked by him.

She asked Wen Ming, “Something up for you to be in a daze?”

Wen Ming smiled, “It’s nothing.”

Ms. Bai reminded Wen Ming, “Your cellphone’s been ringing since now.”

When Wen Ming was in the outdoor class, he did not bring his cellphone. Ms. Bai sat in her seat, and heard Mr. xiao’Wen’s cellphone steadily vibrate with notification sounds the entire class.

She wanted to answer for Mr. xiao’Wen, but did not know if it was suitable either.

And speak of the devil, it just rung again.

“Okay, thank you.” Wen Ming had a bad premonition for the time being. Before he could attend to other things, he first opened his cellphone to check.

The screen lit up, and countless unread messages rushed and squeezed into view.

With a swipe of the chat interface, he saw that all of them were unread long voice messages, and with no end to it with one look.

An entire screen of tension.

Wen Ming just left for the outdoor class, so he did not bring his cellphone, and in this period of time, one parent/guardian in their class chat sent 198 messages.

The topic revolving it was only one- it was the child’s grandmother sternly accusing how Wen Ming was irresponsible, favouring one and discriminating the other, showing partiality for others.

That grandparent was still sending, and in the end, the messages stopped at wanting to lodge a complaint with the school principal.

Wen Ming was very shocked, then went to listen these voice messages one by one from the very beginning.

The entire course of the matter was this- today, Wen Ming returned to work late after the afternoon break, and so the care-taking auntie first went to help the little kids dress in their clothes and tie their hairs.

Five minutes later, Wen Ming rushed into the class to help. It was in this space of a few minutes, that when the child’s grandmother played back the security footage, she discovered that her kid’s clothes had been put on backwards, and that there was no teacher to help either.

At that time, Wen Ming was helping another child put on a jacket, and while busying, he reminded that child just once.

And so the clothes was put back on by the child themselves, and at the same time, became the evidence to Wen Ming’s “discrimination”.

Then later on, was the aggressive accusation reaching close to two hundred messages.

Wen Ming had the volume set low, but Ms. Bai could still hear it to the point veins popped out from her.

In this moment, she really, from the bottom of her heart, admired Mr. xiao’Wen’s strong patience and occupational integrity, to be able to listen to those abusive voice messages while calmly trying to communicate with this grandparent.

She, a bystander, was already so angry she started burning with fire.

What kind of person was this!

Their class’ substitute teacher and caretaker auntie even gathered around after hearing about it. The office’s bunch of female teachers clicked tongues and shook heads at Wen Ming’s experience. This was a textbook parent that wouldn’t take a bit of loss.

And yet, fighting with a parent was not possible. If it got up to the education bureau, whether you were the reasonable one or not, their nursery’s reputation would first turn bad.

Wen Ming’s head turned twice as big.

In the end, it stirred up so much that even the school principal showed up. She first expressed to the grandparent that she received the complaint towards little Mr. Strawberry, and also consoled the parent, and assured that such thing would not happen again.

The school principal then turned back and consoled Wen Ming, and told him not to put it in his heart, and be more careful in the future.

Wen Ming thanked the principal.

Though the superior did not say anything, the matter of him being late had still been found out. Wen Ming was all depressed inside, and felt all tired.

Either way, it was solved. Though the work for the entire afternoon was not done yet.

Wen Ming then got time to sit down once again, grabbed his water bottle, and drank the entire bottle of water in one gulp that had long gone cold.

This disturbance unknowingly went on until the end of work, and the people in the office pretty much all left already.

Ms. Bai who was beside him packed her bags while sending a voice message, and complained about the grandparent from this matter to the other person.

Outside the window, the class president was passing by. Wen Ming reminded her in time.

Ms. xiao’Bai restrained herself, held her cellphone and once again pulled the chair to sit down.

Once the class president walked away, she turned to ask Wen Ming, “Mr. xiao’Wen, what kind of milk tea do you drink? I’ll have someone bring it over.”

Wen Ming was exhausted in heart and body today, and replied while leaning on the chair, “Thank you, but I’m not drinking, I won’t bother the delivery person.”

Ms. Bai was generous with her own boyfriend, “Don’t worry about him! If you drink, you will feel better~”

Wen Ming could not help but continue the conversation, “He’s quite good to you.”

“En, he is busy with his own work too, but everyday, he would take initiative to send me a message.” Ms. xiao’Bai was right in the middle of the infatuation period, and once they entered this topic, she could not help but say a bit more, “Each day of work may be quite tiring, but after work, having someone be willing to listen to me talk about these, would make me really feel like an entire day’s worth of fatigue would be gone.”

Wen Ming longingly nodded his head in agreement.

He too wanted his exhaustion to disappear.

Ms. Bai said to him, “Mr. xiao’Wen, you can definitely find your significant other very soon.”

Wen Ming turned all awkward. Was his admiration that obvious?

The teachers in the office gradually got off work and left. After chatting with Ms. xiao’Bai, Wen Ming returned to his seat, and grabbed his cellphone too.

After tapping open the list of notifications, his finger subconsciously slid down.

Wen Ming originally wanted to aimlessly look at Lu Xiao’s profile picture, but he didn’t think that once he looked, he would see a small red number one from an unread message.

This was not an unread red one, this was Cupid hating how one was so unaccomplished personally stuffing an arrow in his hands.

Wen Ming tried to sit up straight in the office chair.

It was because there was too many messages from before that it directly pressed Lu Xiao down, making him see it just now.

After that meal, he and Lu Xiao also talked for a few days on and off, nothing but some pointless talk, work, weather, things of that sort.

Lu Xiao’s school had a staff badminton tournament, and these few days after work, he would go practice for a while for training. This, Wen Ming knew.

Today, the message Lu Xiao sent said that his partner went back early, and asked if Wen Ming had interest in coming over to play for a bit.

Was he interested?

From today on, badminton was Wen Ming’s most beloved sport.

Lu Xiao: “I’m at the school gym, you can just come directly.”

Once Wen Ming saw this, his fingers hesitated on the keyboard for a bit.

Thirteenth High.

Already known: The current Lu Xiao did not know the ill fate between him and Jiang Rui.

Circumstance: Their high school was already off now, and the students at the school also already left. Cupid was glaring at him for very long from the side.

Wen Ming: “Okay, I’ll come in a bit.”

Lu Xiao: “Waiting for you haha.”

I’m coming haha.

Wen Ming put down his cellphone. His eyes seemed to burn with a hope towards life once again.

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He was a young man of the new era who had the courage to pursue love.

Wen Ming agilely packed his things, and rushed from the nursery school on the map to Thirteenth High in a straight line. After stopping his bike, he chose to go in through the back entrance.

It was not like Wen Ming’s luck was that unfortunate every time. Today there was no Jiang Rui, there was no becoming a box after falling down[1]. He smoothly and peacefully found the gym the entire way.

Once Wen Ming stepped into the interior of this brightly-lit venue, he placed his heart down.

Lu Xiao saw him from afar, and held up a badminton racket and revealed a house-special healing sunny smile towards him.

Wen Ming also calmly smiled .

That is, problems like regarding feelings and how to warm it up, how to process it, is there a person who understands that can explain it? Can he leave it there to automatically heat up or is there something else?

Because related experiences were all a blank, he could not imagine the look of himself being in love.

He already felt being liked by another person was very mystical. Like a simple and honest person could not believe that they won a prize. Why did they like them? Do they need to do something?

Wen Ming played with Lu Xiao for a bit. When the gym was about to close, Lu Xiao used the racket to pick up the fallen badminton birdies, and suddenly asked Wen Ming, “Mr. Wen, let’s go out to eat something together in a bit.”

The skies were already dark. Tomorrow, if these two who had to wake up at six were to go too far, it would not be realistic.

Wen Ming agreed with pleasure.

The carport of Thirteenth High was outside the school, and did not have anybody on watch in the night. Lu Xiao and a few other teachers stayed behind to tidy up the equipment, while he suggested Wen Ming to first lead the vehicle in, and stop it by the storage.

Once Wen Ming went out the gym, he distinctively felt the incoming coolness from the outdoors.

No, perhaps, it was that these feelings of his had already rose too hot.

Wen Ming believed it was as such.

Thirteenth High’s sports field did not have any big lights, only a few yellow-white streetlights that were better than nothing along the path. After the night descended, the entire dark field was a bit unclear.

Wen Ming walked along the outer path of the field alone, and went to the carport to get the vehicle. The skies were drifting with some misty rain at this time.

It was not big, but the night winds carrying chilly slivers of rain silently fell onto the hair and the shoulders one after the other. In between breathing, the air would also carry a chilliness from entering the night.

Wen Ming only walked for a bit, and his clothes were dyed in a damp layer.

Perhaps it was because it was night, or maybe it was because this school that should originally be noisy returned to tranquility at the moment, but Wen Ming heard his own calm yet steady heartbeat, one beat, two beats.

His inner heart also gradually turned calm.

He didn’t know how other people’s love relieved fatigue either.

Right now, he was very fatigued.

Along this road, right underneath the streetlight to the front, gathered with a bunch of people either crouching or standing.

Wen Ming paused in his steps.

It was as though he long predicted this incident could not be avoided. Wen Ming only paused for a moment, then resigned, and continue walking forward.

It appeared, the obstruction to the path of love.

Jiang Rui took over one streetlight by himself.

He crouched over there with big airs, and publicly smoked in the school zone. He was simply simply crouching there, but right now, if one said he just came back from a fight, Wen Ming would believe it.

Blame Old Man Heaven for making this kind of person look too good, giving him long arms and legs- when the light hit him, it was also like a spotlight on the top of the head.

The faintly discernible slivers of rain drifted about, and the atmosphere came right in.

He simply nonchalantly waited for Wen Ming to come over.

He was not afraid of Wen Ming not coming over either.

On the other hand for Wen Ming, whenever he saw him right now, he would reflexively have a headache.

Even little Mr. Strawberry had times he could not take it on. What was hateful was, this chief culprit still did not know what kind of trouble he created for others.

He stood still a few steps out, and asked Jiang Rui, “You knew I was here?”

If not, how could Jiang Rui still be at school at this time.

Wen Ming pretty much bore a thought of abandonment here. Today for the entire day, he had also been tormented enough, so when he met with a big boss of this level, he could just immediately lie down flat(give up).

Jiang Rui still crouched there, and lazily humphed.

Looking at Jiang Rui at this time, Wen Ming was suddenly in a bit of despair. He could not find back that self with great ideals and ambitions from the beginning.

A period of silence. Seeing how Wen Ming was still not coming over and not moving, Jiang Rui moved himself. He bit on that lit cigarette in his mouth, and extended his free right hand over towards Wen Ming.

Wen Ming was cautious of what he was going to do, and thus stared at that broad palm approaching.

He watched Jiang Rui’s fingers spread outwards, bringing a similar danger to its owner, and move towards Wen Ming.

Like an enemy army’s black parachute circling over top of the back of his hand, it covered over in one fell swoop, and grabbed his hand.

He did not do anything else. He just normally held the hand Wen Ming placed to his side.

One person’s palm found another person’s palm, like a fledgling consciously found another bird’s side to rest.

Wen Ming froze for a bit.

The winds in the night were cold. Jiang Rui’s extra large hand was also steeped in the chilly slivers of rain, but his palm was warm. When holding Wen Ming’s hand, it carried this bit of dampness, and also roughly kneaded into his lukewarm skin, moistly squeezing between their two hands.

Wen Ming lowered his head and looked at the hands of the two people.

Jiang Rui’s hand was big, so once it covered over his, Wen Ming’s hand would not see the day of light. The streetlight’s yellowish light was falling on the two hand’s exposed skin, while slivers of fine rain drifted over top of Jiang Rui’s hand.

The animal world seemed to not need this kind of action of holding hands.

Only humans, they were that mysterious. When two people were together, they needed to hold hands, needed to be intimate.

Because of Wen Ming’s appearance, the cigarette Jiang Rui smoked halfway was no longer that flavourful. He tossed the cigarette butt along the way.

His gaze fell on Wen Ming all this time, but it was still not enough.

Itchy. He wanted Wen Ming to help him scratch.

Jiang Rui stood up with the hands between the two that were being held.

This person, by merely crouching, took up more space than others, so when they stood up, the entire big frame and strong aura took up the entire view.

His shoulders were broader than Wen Ming’s, and his physique was also larger. He was like a small dog, and naturally buried his head into the space of Wen Ming’s neck about to rub into it.

“Bunny rabbit.” Jiang Rui called to him.

Wen Ming: It’s a dog (certain).

The difference was, dogs used their heads to poke, he directly buried his face and started inhaling.

This bunny rabbit here very much wanted to gives two fists with a bam bam.

Right now, Wen Ming was already accustomed to some logic of Jiang Rui’s savage conduct. But he still felt uncomfortable, and very uncooperatively stepped back, and even put out his hand to block him.

Please do not inhale rabbits in public spaces.

And at the same time, bumbling noises from a bunch of people not far off resounded.

Wen Ming lifted his head up to look, and realized the attention this bunch of people had on this side was not an ordinary one- they should be with Jiang Rui, it was just that Jiang Rui himself crouched over here was all.

The rain got a bit heavier. Jiang Rui pulled Wen Ming’s hand and walked out.

“Where are we going?” Wen Ming tried to put on the brakes with a lot of effort at the back.

It was all dark and obscure, he had a bad feeling inside.

Jiang Rui turned back to look at him, “Back home.”

Wen Ming slowly saw a dim cold light in that pair of eyes that were close by- it was so cold it made people shiver.

Wen Ming, “I don’t want……”

Jiang Rui, “If you don’t go, I’ll carry you over my shoulders to there.”

Wen Ming: ……

The happiness for today comes to a end here. He’s going to go suffer now.

[1] Derived from how one gets eliminated immediately upon landing in the map in a game. In certain games, you turn into a (loot) box after getting eliminated.

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