“It’s more or less what happened…” Yang Yue whispered.

Jing Tian’s mouth hung open, a blank expression on his face, at a loss for words.

“Ahem,” Yang Yue, to cover his embarrassment, lowered his head and cleared his throat, “I got a bit carried away at that time, forgot there were many people around, raised my voice a bit…”

He didn’t want to explain too much in detail, only saying that he saw Shu Ziqin looking silly and easily fooled, so he couldn’t help but tease him a little, but he never expected the “reaction” to be so big.

“…It’s really not good,” Jing Tian said.

Yang Yue played with his fingers, trying to argue, “But he was too exaggerated… with that thing poking me, of course I would be startled…”

After saying this, he sneakily glanced at Jing Tian and added with a guilty tone, “Not to shift the blame, I know it was me who initiated that, but I teased so many people today, and none of them reacted like that…”

“…” Jing Tian didn’t know what to say.

No wonder Shu Ziqin had looked slightly bowed with his head down and his posture awkward when he ran out earlier. It seemed unnatural.

Yang Yue had a sense of propriety. He was closest to Jing Tian, but he wouldn’t make such a move towards him, understanding that it would be suspicious.

Perhaps the fundamental problem was that, as a straight guy, Yang Yue couldn’t think in the same way, unaware that Shu Ziqin had different feelings for him.

To ordinary guys, he, dressed as a girl, was seen as a virtual beauty, but in Shu Ziqin’s eyes, Yang Yue was just Yang Yue, the object of his affection, regardless of appearance.

A healthy teenage boy of eighteen or nineteen, being teased and verbally stimulated by his crush while sitting on his lap, and showing no reaction at all, was suspicious.

“You were teasing him too much at the bar a few days ago, making the situation extremely awkward. Have you forgotten?” Jing Tian said.

Yang Yue’s gaze wandered.

Jing Tian realized something belatedly. Perhaps that day, Yang Yue had lost control not just because he had drunk too much, but simply because he couldn’t resist the desire to tease Shu Ziqin whenever he saw him.

Was this a form of special treatment? Did Shu Ziqin actually have a chance with him or not?

As Yang Yue’s good friend, did he really need to remind Yang Yue?

Jing Tian was uncertain, so he turned his head to look at Zheng Xunqian.

Zheng Xunqian had already walked away, leaning against the wall and staring blankly at the crowd in the dance studio. Perhaps seeing Yang Yue’s earlier gesture as if he wanted to whisper something to Jian Tian, he had actively walked away to give them space.

Not far from Zheng Xunqian stood their classmates who were participating in the rehearsal. Many of them cast curious glances at Zheng Xunqian, but none dared to approach him.

Jing Tian noticed this and felt a hint of satisfaction for some reason.

Everyone was curious why Zheng Xunqian was here, but no one dared to ask. Some people’s gazes were quite obvious, but Zheng Xunqian ignored them all, pretending not to notice.

He really was a self-centered weirdo, Jing Tian thought. He really wished everyone knew why this weirdo had come here.

Jing Tian raised his hand and waved at Zheng Xunqian, calling out, “Why did you go so far away?”

His voice wasn’t very loud, but almost everyone in half of the dance studio could hear it.

At the sound of this, Zheng Xunqian walked over slowly and lowered his head, “What’s up?”

“Nothing,” Jing Tian shook his head, “You were too far away.”

He just really wanted to shout out, to prove something to the people around him.

Zheng Xunqian seemed not to sense his subtle thoughts, nodded, didn’t pursue the matter further, and instead looked at Yang Yue, asking, “What are they doing now?”

The atmosphere in the dance studio was awkward, with people chatting in small groups but neither rehearsing nor leaving, which was quite strange.

“There’s a serious difference of opinion right now,” Yang Yue sighed, standing up, “We can’t reach a consensus for the moment, so we can’t proceed with the rehearsal. We can only wait for them to come up with a conclusion.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Qinqing, who had been talking with others in the corner, walked quickly to the center of the dance studio, clapped her hands twice to get everyone’s attention, and then said loudly, “Let’s end here for today. When we go back, I’ll upload two different versions of the video to the class group, and everyone in the class will vote to decide. Everyone’s tired, let’s go eat quickly and rest well tonight, don’t affect our classes!”

Jing Tian also stood up and asked Yang Yue, “You haven’t eaten yet?”

“Yeah,” Yang Yue smiled, holding up a bag of snacks in his hand, “This saved my life.”

He had been eating while talking just now and had already finished half of it.

“You’d better go change your clothes quickly,” Jing Tian urged him.

Yang Yue nodded, turned around, and accidentally bumped into Zhao Qinqing.

Zhao Qinqing joked with him with a smile, “Your charm is too strong, no wonder they chose you in the first place.”

She said, glancing meaningfully at Zheng Xunqian.

Yang Yue hurriedly changed his clothes, not dwelling on it, and quickly ran off. Jing Tian, who was left behind, felt uncomfortable hearing her words.

His covert bragging just now seemed to have misled others into thinking that Zheng Xunqian would appear here, specifically to watch the beautiful Yang Yue dressed up as a girl.

They hadn’t attended that class meeting together, but Zheng Xunqian had attended it. Jing Tian had never thought about it carefully before, but hearing Zhao Qinqing’s implication just now, Zheng Xunqian had also voted for Yang Yue at that time.

Of course, Jing Tian didn’t want to be chosen himself, but hearing this news, he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Suddenly Zhao Qinqing interrupted his thoughts. Smiling, she greeted him, “Are you here to see the beauty too?”

Jing Tian smiled but didn’t speak.

“Why did he leave without giving you any benefits,” Zhao Qinqing looked back at the changing room, “Every single single guy who came today was tempted by him. Just now, a cute boy almost cried from being molested by him. How come he spared you when you two are so close?”

“Uh…” Jing Tian didn’t know how to explain for a moment, so he could only smile awkwardly.

“Oh, I see,” Zhao Qinqing raised her finger and pointed, “You have a partner, don’t you?”

Jing Tian was taken aback.

It seemed that Yang Yue still had some sense of propriety; he targeted only the single guys.

Seeing Jing Tian’s silence, Zhao Qinqing took it as confirmation and asked with a smile, “Really? When did it happen? Is it someone from our school?”

“No, I…” Jing Tian stammered, “Um…”

“No wonder I haven’t seen them,” Zhao Qinqing said, “They’re from another school, right? If you have the chance, introduce them to us!”

“No, you misunderstood,” Jing Tian quickly waved his hand, “What I meant was, I…”

I’m not even sure if I have a partner because I don’t know what that person who could be called a partner is thinking. Jing Tian bit his lip nervously and glanced at Zheng Xunqian.

Zheng Xunqian had a blank expression, looking out the window, even though he was standing right beside him, it was as if he completely ignored their conversation.

A terrible feeling surged in Jing Tian’s heart.

“…I don’t have a partner,” he said, “Yang Yue…he’s probably tired.”

After speaking, he looked at Zheng Xunqian again.

Whether it was Zheng Xunqian’s expression or where his gaze fell, there was no difference from before, and he remained unmoved.

Jing Tian bit his lip and, with a louder voice than before, emphasized again, “I’m single!”

Zhao Qinqing smiled, “He’s not very thoughtful. But it’s okay, you’re close, let him make it up to you next time.”

Jing Tian smiled in agreement.

“I’m leaving now!” After saying that, she waved to Jing Tian and then glanced at Zheng Xunqian, seeming to hesitate for a moment, but ultimately didn’t say anything and just left.

There were still quite a few people in the dance room, still lively. But in the corner where they were, it was quiet after that.

The atmosphere was awkward.

Jing Tian played with his fingers for a while, saying, “Did you also vote for Yang Yue?”

“Why wouldn’t I,” Zheng Xunqian said, “Did you want to be chosen?”

Jing Tian didn’t say anything.

Zheng Xunqian continued, “Forget it, it’s not suitable for you.”

Here it comes again, that familiar feeling. It had been a few days since he had been annoyed by him, and it was a bit uncomfortable. Jing Tian glanced at him, then quietly walked to the bench on the other side and sat down.

Zheng Xunqian didn’t follow, still standing there, absentmindedly taking out his phone and playing with it.

Fortunately, Yang Yue came back soon.

“All relaxed!” he exclaimed happily to Jing Tian from a distance, “False eyelashes are torture! Taking them off feels like I’m flying!”

He didn’t notice the strange atmosphere between Jing Tian and Zheng Xunqian, and quickly ran to Jing Tian, saying, “I just thought about it, maybe I should go apologize to lunch.”

“Huh?” Jing Tian didn’t understand, “What lunch?”

“That, the guy you bumped into when you came, the one who got admitted from the expansion.” Yang Yue gestured.

ing Tian was speechless, “Shu Ziqin wasn’t admitted from expansion!”

“As long as you understand who I’m talking about,” Yang Yue said, “I’ll go apologize to him.”

Jing Tian thought for a moment and nodded, “Okay, you go ahead.”

“Let’s go,” Yang Yue turned around, “Finally, it’s over. Huh, where’s Zheng Xunqian?”

Jing Tian stood up and awkwardly shouted to Zheng Xunqian, “Let’s go!”

Seeing this, Zheng Xunqian put away his phone and walked towards the direction of the door.

“Are you going to eat now?” Jing Tian asked Yang Yue.

Yang Yue shook his head, “You’ve all eaten, and I don’t feel like going alone.”

“I’ll accompany you!” Jing Tian said.

“No need,” Yang Yue waved his hand, “It’s uncomfortable to be watched while eating. I’ll order takeout now and it’ll arrive when I get back to the dorm later.”

Jing Tian nodded.

“Did you guys do anything inappropriate in the dorm today?” Yang Yue asked.

Jing Tian shook his head hastily.

“Really?” Yang Yue squinted at him and approached to observe him carefully, “Then why are you blushing?”

“…Your questions are too strange,” Jing Tian said.

Actually, he was feeling guilty. He had kissed and hugged Zheng Xunqian in the dorm today, and they had hugged for a long time. He still remembered the feeling of Zheng Xunqian rubbing against him, and now thinking back, even his thighs were trembling a bit.

But after all, they hadn’t gone further, so it wasn’t too excessive, right?

“I don’t believe it,” Yang Yue said, “That day at the bar, you were lured away by him as soon as I turned around.”

“What…” Jing Tian grumbled, “What do you mean lured away.”

“Oh, then it’s even worse, it was consensual,” Yang Yue said, “You two were willing, alone in a room, how could you not do something inappropriate?”

Jing Tian anxiously said, “I promised you, of course not!”

Yang Yue shrugged without commenting.

They chatted as they walked and soon reached the stairs.

After walking around the campus for a while, Yang Yue nudged Jing Tian with his elbow and asked, “Why is that person walking so fast?”

Zheng Xunqian was striding ahead like a shooting star, already at least twenty meters away from them, his silhouette almost indistinguishable.

“…I don’t know,” Jing Tian said.

Yang Yue frowned and tilted his head, staring at Zheng Xunqian’s back for a while, finally realizing that something was amiss. “Are you guys fighting?”

Jing Tian hesitated for a moment, then shook his head. “No.”

Yang Yue was somewhat skeptical, looking him up and down. “You seem angry.”

This time Jing Tian answered quickly, still with the same two words: “I’m not!”