The Beautiful Time With You

After sending out a barrage of texts, Lin Jiage finally felt the suffocating feeling in his chest alleviate significantly.

So what if you took <Yao Loves Ice Cream> on a motorcycle ride? So what if you talk to <Yao Loves Ice Cream> a lot on the Moments page? In the end, I still know much more private stuff about <Yao Loves Ice Cream> than you do!

On the other hand, Xia Shangzhou’s song was abruptly cut short, replaced by a long moment of silence.

Lin Jiage waited for the confirmation ticks to show that that all of his messages had been received by the other side and then shot a glance at Xia Shangzhou. He keenly noticed a slight frown on the latter’s forehead, as if overflowing with a grudge, and only then did his heart finally feel balanced.

For a very long time, Xia Shangzhou didn’t respond to Lin Jiage’s messages.

Lin Jiage ignored him as well. He closed his laptop, grabbed a book, and prepared to head to bed.

But barely after he stood up, Xia Shangzhou suddenly pulled out his earphones and turned around to face Lin Jiage. “Boss.”

Lin Jiage didn’t pay attention to Xia Shangzhou’s reaction. He casually replied with an “Mm?” as he continued walking to his bedside.

Right as he took two steps, Xia Shangzhou spoke up again, and this time his voice sounded much more solemn than before. “Boss, we need to talk!”

Lin Jiage could tell that there was something wrong with Xia Shangzhou’s tone, so he paused his footsteps and turned around to face him.

Xia Shangzhou’s usual smile was nowhere to be seen, and there was a rare seriousness in his expression.

Seeing this, Lin Jiage’s eyebrows knitted together slightly, and his relaxed attitude disappeared without a trace. He looked at Xia Shangzhou calmly and replied with another “Mm”, indicating for his roommate to proceed with whatever he wanted to say.

Facing Lin Jiage’s gaze, Xia Shangzhou gulped down a mouthful of saliva before speaking up, “Boss, I think what you’re doing is very wrong.”

“What am I doing that’s so wrong?”

A perplexed look surfaced on Lin Jiage’s face as he waited patiently for Xia Shangzhou to finish his piece.

Xia Shangzhou: “Boss, you already have Little Junior. Why are you monopolizing Sis Yao too?”

When did I monopolize Big White Chubby while having Soft Bun?

That’s just absurd!

The frown between Lin Jiage’s brows deepened further.

“Boss, back when Little Junior was being bullied by Campus Farce Qin, you immediately rushed to the forum to protect her. You were extremely furious back then. Even though you’re usually so aloof, your temper isn’t that scary. That’s the first time I’ve seen you getting so angry over a girl!”

“Also, you were really unhappy when you saw Han Jing confessing to Little Junior. You even went as far as calling the police and had them take away Han Jing for being a public nuisance. Oh, and don’t forget that bucket of water you threw at him!”

“In any case, you’ve done a lot of things that show that you have feelings for Little Junior, and I can’t even list them all right now. And putting all that aside, when Little Junior was in a bad mood a few days ago, you immediately messaged me and Little Lailai and made us go to the KTV to cheer her up. I’ve never seen you so attentive to a girl before.”

“All in all, since you’re already interested in Little Junior, why are you still flirting with Sis Yao?”

This time, Lin Jiage couldn’t keep silent anymore. “When did I flirt with Sis Yao?”

Did Xia Shangzhou’s brain short-circuit from all my messages? Why is he spouting this nonsense?

“When did you not flirt with Sis Yao? You went as far as dying together with Sis Yao in the game, and then bragged about it in front of me, so how can that possibly not be flirting? Also, what’s wrong with Sis Yao and me riding on the same motorcycle? Why do you have to compete with me?” The more Xia Shangzhou spoke, the sharper his words became.

“Boss, you already like Little Junior, and yet, you still want to have an intimate relationship with Sis Yao. Don’t you think that’s too much?”

‘—you already like Little Junior?’

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