Whether it was an illusion or not, Yang Yue, who had put on makeup, wore a wig, and dressed in women’s clothing, spoke with expressions, gestures, and tone a hundred times more rude than usual.

The whole scene exuded an indescribable sense of discordance.

“Take a look at my legs,” Yang Yue, sitting with his legs apart on a chair, leaned back and lifted his thighs onto the table abruptly, “Do you notice anything different from before?”

Fair, smooth, straight, and long, ignoring the extremely indecent posture, they still looked quite nice.

Jing Tian was puzzled and glanced secretly across the table.

Shu Ziqin was sitting on the other side of the table.

This junior brother of his had been scared out of his wits when Yang Yue, in a domineering manner, rushed in and lifted his skirt, then remained silent until now.

Now, he had his mouth open, staring at Yang Yue’s naked thighs with a terrified expression, his face pale and bewildered.

“Where’s the difference?” Jing Tian asked in cooperation.

Yang Yue wailed with a mournful expression, “They shaved off all my hair! Now I feel like a pig scalded and waiting to be slaughtered!”

His expression and tone were full of sorrow, but Jing Tian couldn’t help but laugh.

“Do you have any conscience?” Yang Yue put his legs down and punched him lightly, “You just know how to laugh at me, I’m nice to you for nothing!”

“Sorry,” Jing Tian apologized out of habit, still unable to stop laughing, “But you really look quite good in this attire, extremely beautiful.”

“Heh,” Yang Yue smirked, “Thanks, I guess.”

“Really, ask them if you don’t believe me!” Jing Tian said.

Since a while ago, Zheng Xunqian had been silently picking out peanuts from the plate of spicy chicken in front of him with his chopsticks, showing no intention of joining the conversation.

At this moment, he still seemed to completely ignore what Jing Tian said, chewing slowly without raising his head.

So, there was only one person left to react.

Seeing Yang Yue looking towards him, Shu Ziqin unconsciously leaned back, his back tightly against the chair back, visibly stiff.

“What’s wrong?” Yang Yue raised his eyebrows, “Do I look scary? Are you afraid I’ll eat you?”

“No, no,” Shu Ziqin shook his head like a rattle drum, “You look good, very, very good!”

Still chewing peanuts with his head down, Zheng Xunqian suddenly chuckled.

“Spiteful,” Yang Yue frowned, displeased, “Mocking me, aren’t you!”

“No, that’s not it,” Shu Ziqin spat out a mouthful of saliva very obviously, his expression still nervous, speaking very seriously, “You’re very beautiful!”

He looked a bit foolish in this manner, and Yang Yue furrowed his brows slightly as he scrutinized him from top to bottom before nodding, “Oh, thank you, you’re very polite.”

After that, he secretly nudged Jing Tian under the table, signaling with his eyes that this person seemed a bit abnormal.

Jing Tian felt embarrassed, grinning stupidly.

Indeed, Shu Ziqin’s current behavior was abnormal.

“Your face is so red, is it hot?” Zheng Xunqian asked.

Shu Ziqin lifted his head, wanting to say something, but his mouth was blocked by rice, so he could only shake his head.

Seeing Zheng Xunqian’s somewhat smiling expression, Jing Tian felt helpless.

This person clearly intended to tease this honest kid for fun, he’s really bad.

Jing Tian felt like helping Shu Ziqin a bit, but seeing Shu Ziqin’s current appearance, it seemed like he had completely failed to realize that he was being bullied.

Zheng Xunqian reached out and patted Shu Ziqin’s shoulder, “Take your time eating.”

This attitude was quite like that of a kind senior who cared for his junior.

Jing Tian secretly clicked his tongue in his heart.

Considering there were four people, he ordered quite a lot of dishes in the cafeteria, and now they were all laid out on the table, looking quite sumptuous, constituting a hearty meal.

Shu Ziqin, who had been eagerly looking forward to the meal treated by his senior in the afternoon, was completely indifferent in the face of a table of delicacies. He buried his head and finished a whole box of rice without a word.

He seemed dazed.

This wasn’t good at all, Jing Tian prayed silently in his heart, hoping that after Yang Yue changed back into male clothing, this poor kid who was clearly affected would calm down a bit.

When Yang Yue appeared again, he had finally returned to his usual appearance, transforming back into that fresh and handsome young man.

“Weird,” he came in with his head down, looking a bit awkward, “Just now, wearing a skirt felt really uncomfortable and breezy on my legs, but now that I’ve changed back into pants, why does it feel a bit strange again?”

Jing Tian immediately looked at Shu Ziqin.

Shu Ziqin was much more normal than before, but still didn’t say a word. His eyes were fixed on Yang Yue’s face, quietly sitting in the chair without moving, looking obedient and honest.

“Let me tell you guys, wearing a skirt is quite fun, there’s a sense of freedom that makes my heart soar,” Yang Yue continued chattering, “Unlike pants, which feel very restrictive when hugging your legs. It’s a pity I can’t wear skirts out normally. Do you think this is a form of gender discrimination?”

Jing Tian didn’t know how to respond, so he could only look at him stupidly.

Zheng Xunqian naturally wouldn’t join in, and the usually talkative Shu Ziqin pursed his lips, remaining silent.

Yang Yue sat down in front of Jing Tian, “I’m so pitiful, I’ll be enslaved again in five minutes. You guys can leave after eating, no need to accompany me.”

Jing Tian looked down at the time, “What time are you planning to rehearse until?”

“Probably around eight o’clock,” Yang Yue said, “The teacher won’t let us stay too late.”

“It’s already past seven now,” Jing Tian said, “I’ll wait for you and we can go back together.”

Yang Yue glanced back at Zheng Xunqian.

“You guys go ahead,” Jing Tian said to Zheng Xunqian and Shu Ziqin, “I’ll stay and keep him company.”

After some consideration, Zheng Xunqian stood up, “Then I’ll head back first.”

Jing Tian felt a slight sense of loss in his heart, but still smiled and nodded at him, “Okay, bye.”

After saying that, he turned to look at Shu Ziqin.

Shu Ziqin pursed his lips, glanced at him, then glanced at Yang Yue, and then asked with a tense expression, “Can I watch your rehearsal?”

“Which class are you in?” Yang Yue asked, “Are you here to spy on us?”

Shu Ziqin was completely stunned and couldn’t say a word.

Seeing his reaction, Yang Yue laughed, “I’m just kidding, why are you so nervous? If you want to watch, go ahead.”

Shu Ziqin breathed a sigh of relief and nodded vigorously.

“Then I’ll go over to start rehearsals.”

Yang Yue stood up as well.

Shu Ziqin hurried to catch up.

“Jing Tian,” Zheng Xunqian turned back, “Could you walk me for a bit?”

Jing Tian was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, “Oh.”

It was already completely dark outside.

But the school was a very safe place, and Zheng Xunqian knew the way, so it seemed like there was no need to accompany him.

Jing Tian muttered to himself as he accompanied Zheng Xunqian downstairs, hesitating whether to accompany him for a while longer.

It’s not that he wanted to spend time with him, he told himself, it’s just that he had nothing to do and walking around wouldn’t hurt.

“You’re always treating people to meals, do you have enough living expenses?” Zheng Xunqian asked.

“It’s enough,” Jing Tian said, “Don’t worry.”

Since losing his memory, he would occasionally contact his family.

Because he didn’t want to worry his mother, Jing Tian didn’t tell her about his fall, fearing he would expose his weakness. Each time he talked, he would keep it brief and find an excuse to hang up.

He was from a single-parent family, and his mother was extremely career-oriented, busy with work. She had provided him with a comfortable living environment since he was young, but she couldn’t be there for him emotionally.

As a result, Jing Tian was able to smoothly pass through.

Zheng Xunqian nodded and then asked, “Want some bubble tea?”

Jing Tian blinked.

Zheng Xunqian nodded towards the front with his chin, “It’s about twenty minutes round trip, there’s still time.”

Jing Tian hesitated, “But…”

“You can also bring Yang Yue a cup for him,” Zheng Xunqian said.

Jing Tian was still hesitating when Zheng Xunqian grabbed his hand.

“Let’s go.”

Jing Tian looked down at their intertwined hands, still unable to speak, and was dragged along by him.

“…Are you treating?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

Zheng Xunqian nodded.

Jing Tian still didn’t raise his head, “Then… alright.”