If You Don't Go To Hell, Who Will? Chapter 5.2

The next morning, I met Zhong Yuan at the front of my dorm . He was sitting on my bike with one foot on the ground . He looked very impatient .

I walked over and greeted him, slightly embarra.s.sed .

Zhong Yuan replied expressionlessly, “Make sure to be here by 7 next time . Don’t make me wait . ”

My hair stood on end . “Why should I listen to you?” 7 o’clock? 7 o’clock is when I open my sleep-filled eyes, OK?

Zhong Yuan raised a brow and flashed his signature devious smile . He replied, “Your call . If you don’t show up, I’ll just sell your bike . ” He paused and then added, “It’ll only get a bit of money for sc.r.a.p metal anyway, so I won’t have to pay you back much . ”

Wow!

I hated when he acted like this, but I had to admit that his threats were quite persuasive . Even if he sold my bike, he wouldn’t get much for it . But then I’d have to spend a lot of money to buy a new one…

Can you be any more shameless, Zhong Yuan?

I gloomily grabbed my backpack and with head hung low, I got onto the back of the bike that belonged to me .

I was f.u.c.king living in a tragedy .

In the cafeteria, Zhong Yuan cracked an egg and started peeling it . “Blockhead, do you have any complaints with me?”

Hah . You’re the one with complaints, OK? I rolled my eyes and sneered, “It’s nothing . Just, you’re an eyesore . ”

Zhong Yuan wasn’t angry . Instead, he replied, “I don’t know . I kind of like looking at you . ”

I looked over at him in astonishment . Was this guy possessed or something?!

Zhong Yuan looked at me and smiled slightly . “When I see your torn expression, I want to see your face twist up more . ”

Zhong Yuan, you’re a pervert . The top of your cla.s.s . A top-cla.s.s pervert!
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That day, I was eating with Zhong Yuan in the cafeteria . I could feel the stares from all around us, but when I looked up, I couldn’t find anyone looking my way . Strange, how very strange .

I brought it up to Zhong Yuan, but he was fully focused on eating his lunch . Without even looking up from his food, he said, “Blockhead, you’re past the age where you’d think everyone is always looking at you . ”

I glared at him but didn’t retort . Just then, two boys walked over from behind Zhong Yuan . They sat down on either side of him and even put their arms around his shoulders, as if they were very close .

I bit my chopstick and looked at the two strangers curiously .

They both shot a friendly smile my way . Then one of them said, “Junior, how are you? I’m Pa.s.serby A, and he’s Pa.s.serby B . ”

I nearly bit my chopstick in two . What was going on here? Pa.s.sersby A, B, and C?

After a moment of silence from the group, Zhong Yuan finally looked up from his lunch and over at the boy beside him . He shrugged off their hands and expressionlessly told me, “My roommates . Lu and Ren . ”1

Pa.s.serby B added, “So we’re the Pa.s.sersby . ”

Ah, Zhong Yuan, your roommates are even more lame than you .

Though they were a bit strange, they were still my seniors, so I smiled at them and greeted, “Senior Lu, Senior Ren, h.e.l.lo . ”

The two seemed happy to hear me address them so . Pa.s.serby A tapped the table with a chopstick and chuckled as he said, “What a nice girl . Junior, don’t worry . If Zhong Yuan dares bully you, I’ll get justice for you!”

I gave him a thankful look . R-really?

Pa.s.serby B wasted no time revealing, “Get justice for her? You’d just be tortured by him again!”

Pa.s.serby A hit his friend on the back of his head . “We torture each other, OK?!”

I quietly ate my rice as I thought about how excited Lil’ Second would be if she could hear this conversation…

Although Pa.s.serby A didn’t look like he’d be able to stand up for me, I was still satisfied knowing that in this world, I wasn’t the only person that Zhong Yuan trampled on…

Oh, I’m such a bad person!