After Seducing and Abandoning the Untouchable Beauty - Chapter 3
Chapter 3: Winning People Over
Before the bell rang, a large wave of freshmen poured into the empty teaching building, every face young and naive. Despite the early hour, they radiated a vibrant, morning vitality.
Yu Weinian was not quite as full of life. He was incredibly sleepy; if it weren’t for the mandatory freshman morning self-study, he would never have bothered to come.
“Senior?” a surprised voice called out. Yu Weinian turned his head and saw Bai Yinqing and his roommates walking over from not far away.
The one who greeted him first was Yuan Heyi, the most extroverted member of their dorm. After spending a night together, the relationship between the four roommates seemed to have progressed rapidly; even the habitually solitary Bai Yinqing was now willing to walk with them.
“What a coincidence, bumping into you here,” Yuan Heyi said, glancing at the crowded elevator entrance. “Should we wait for the next one?”
Yu Weinian was casual: “Sure.”
This was the peak time for the elevators, so the next one wouldn’t be coming soon. He leaned naturally against the side, standing “coincidentally” right next to Bai Yinqing. “Did you sleep well last night? Are you getting used to the dorm?”
As he spoke, he tilted his body slightly, his arm making a small area of contact with Bai Yinqing’s. Bai Yinqing frowned imperceptibly and quickly pulled away to put distance between them.
Yao Zhou: “A little.”
Ke Ya: “I don’t know why, but I’m a bit nervous. I didn’t sleep well.”
Yu Weinian: “That’s normal. You’re in a new environment, so it’s natural to be unadjusted. Once you get used to the dorm, you’ll sleep fine.” He added considerately, “If you really can’t sleep, let me know. A friend gave me some incense that helps with sleep—it works quite well. I can bring some over for you.”
“Okay,” Ke Ya said, not being very good at refusing people. “Thank you, Senior.”
Yuan Heyi said with a grin, “I didn’t sleep well either, Senior, don’t forget to give me some too.”
After a round of small talk with the three of them, Yu Weinian suddenly circled the topic back to Bai Yinqing: “How about Student Bai? How was your sleep last night? Any insomnia?”
Bai Yinqing was clearly taken aback. He caught the gaze of Yu Weinian, who had turned to face him, and said, “No.”
His attitude remained cold. Yu Weinian didn’t mind, remarking jokingly, “Student Bai’s sleep quality is quite good then.”
Ding— The elevator arrived, and the brief conversation with Bai Yinqing came to an end. Bai Yinqing was not a talkative person, and Yu Weinian had no way to force a conversation.
After escorting the group to the classroom, Yu Weinian took out the roster to call roll. “Once your formal classes start, someone will come by every morning to check attendance. If the numbers don’t match, points will be deducted. I’ll leave roll-calling to the vice monitor later. We’ll be electing class officers in a bit, so remember to sign up enthusiastically.”
At the mention of morning self-study, the group of freshmen looked gloomy. Yu Weinian found it amusing, his peripheral vision involuntarily drifting toward the cold-faced Bai Yinqing in the crowd.
“Just bear with it; there’s no morning self-study in sophomore year.” He briefly explained the military training procedures, concluding with, “Remember to wear sunscreen during training to avoid burns.”
Someone suddenly asked, “Senior, will you come to watch us during military training?”
Of course Yu Weinian would come. Bai Yinqing was tall with long legs and a well-built frame; Yu Weinian could already imagine what he would look like in a military uniform. How could he bear to miss such a view?
“I’ll come, of course I’ll come. While you’re roasting in the sun, I’ll be standing nearby under an umbrella watching you,” Yu Weinian said with a wink.
“That works! If Senior is watching, I’ll have the motivation to train,” many people laughed.
Yu Weinian was a social butterfly; in a short time, he had hit it off with the entire class. Except for Bai Yinqing.
Just as he finished explaining the basic matters, someone waved at him. Coincidentally, this person was sitting near Bai Yinqing.
That gave him all the more reason to head over.
“Senior, can we get a leave of absence during military training?” This came from a thinner male student, clearly not in the best physical shape.
“If you’re not feeling well, you can apply for an exemption. Same for the girls—if it’s your period or you can’t handle the intensity, don’t force yourselves.” Yu Weinian sat naturally in the empty seat next to Bai Yinqing and addressed everyone: “Nothing is more important than your health.”
The boy’s physical condition was indeed poor, and he had often been mocked by other males for it growing up. He worried that applying for an exemption would make him look “special” and didn’t want to stand out right at the start of school. That was why he thought about using a leave of absence instead to look more like he belonged.
Looking at Yu Weinian patiently explaining the exemption process, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of warmth. Thinking of the rumors about Yu Weinian, his heart raced, and he spoke in a very low voice: “Senior, can we add each other on WeChat?”
Yu Weinian replied generously, “Of course.”
Other students came over to talk to Yu Weinian as well. Surrounded by the crowd, Yu Weinian’s sleeves were rolled up, revealing a section of his snow-white forearms. The sunlight fell on him, making him look dazzlingly bright.
As they were adding each other on WeChat, Yu Weinian suddenly looked back at Bai Yinqing. Sitting in the adjacent seat, Bai Yinqing naturally didn’t miss this glance.
Bai Yinqing had not approved Yu Weinian’s friend request.
He accepted the gaze calmly, showing no embarrassment or awkwardness for ignoring the request. His meaning was clear enough: Bai Yinqing disliked useless socializing and didn’t add meaningless people.
Fortunately, Yu Weinian was a smart man and didn’t make the redundant move of asking why he hadn’t approved it, saving them both from an awkward scene.
Noises came from the door as several student officers pulled in a cart filled with packaged takeout containers.
“The crab roe bibimbap Senior Yu ordered for you is here! One for everyone, I’ll hand them out.” The leader, Hang Yue, leaned against the doorframe and exchanged a knowing look with Yu Weinian.
“Usually, food isn’t allowed in the classrooms, but considering it’s your first day of morning self-study and many of you probably didn’t have time for breakfast, I secretly ordered some for you. The military uniforms will be delivered to the dorms later; take these back to the dorm to eat.”
His long, thick eyelashes fluttered slightly as Yu Weinian curved his eyes, pressing a slender finger to his lips. “Don’t tell anyone, okay?”
“Wow! Senior, you’re too good!”
Yu Weinian was a master at winning people over, and besides, his motives weren’t pure to begin with. To deliver breakfast to his true target, he had gone through a lot of trouble for the whole group—it could be considered quite dedicated.
As the student officers distributed the bibimbap to the freshmen, Hang Yue snapped his fingers at Yu Weinian: “Weinian, come here for a second.”
Yu Weinian stood up: “I’ll head over then.”
The class officer election process was dull and boring. Bai Yinqing had no intention of running for a position, making the whole procedure tedious to him.
His phone screen lit up. After seeing the message, Bai Yinqing used the excuse of going to the restroom to temporarily leave the classroom.
Reaching the balcony, he dialed a number.
“Yes, school has started,” Bai Yinqing said. “I’m the freshman representative.”
From the other end of the phone came an aged, elderly voice that couldn’t hide its joy and pride: “I’ve known since you were little that you have good grades and are outstanding… It’s a pity I can’t see it with my own eyes. Will there be a live stream online? Are your parents there to accompany you?”
After speaking, the elderly person began to cough.
Bai Yinqing lowered his gaze. Once the coughing subsided, he said softly, “There’s a live stream, and they’ll record a video on-site. I’ll go to the hospital in two days and bring it to you.”
Ending the call, Bai Yinqing switched chat windows to look at a series of medical reports.
On his way back to the classroom, at the end of the bright, wide corridor, two figures were standing very close together while another man watched them. Someone had their arm draped over Yu Weinian’s shoulder. The smooth fabric of Yu Weinian’s clothes clung to his frame, outlining a slender waist.
Unaware of what they were discussing, Yu Weinian seemed very happy. He laughed lazily, his thin back trembling slightly, pressing out the faint silhouette of butterfly bones against the silk fabric.
Bai Yinqing indifferently withdrew his gaze.
Social butterfly. He labeled Yu Weinian with this tag.
Undoubtedly, Yu Weinian possessed a good appearance, was wealthy and generous, and had an easygoing personality and a prominent family background. With all these auras stacked, it was very easy for people to like him.
But Bai Yinqing didn’t particularly like this kind of “social butterfly” who played all sides and could get along with anyone.
People like this usually had deep schemes and were very cunning—like a fox using a beautiful exterior to make people lower their guard while being full of bad intentions. If one wasn’t careful, they would fall into his carefully woven trap.
Perhaps others were easily fooled by Yu Weinian’s pleasant appearance.
But Bai Yinqing would not be.
When Bai Yinqing returned to the classroom, the class officer elections were coming to an end. His roommate Yuan Heyi, with his extroverted and cheerful personality, had won the position of class monitor.
It suddenly occurred to him that the school hadn’t yet sent him the follow-up forms and procedures for being the student representative.
Bai Yinqing opened DingTalk, found the teacher from his college, and asked politely.
The teacher didn’t reply immediately.
“Alright, everyone can head back to the dorms now. Keep an eye on the DingTalk group for notifications later.”
The crowd surged up, each person carrying a takeout box. Bai Yinqing ignored the crab roe bibimbap on his desk and headed straight back to the dormitory.
“Hey—” Behind him, his roommate Ke Ya seemed to want to remind him.
Yao Zhou stopped him: “Forget it, Bai Yinqing probably just doesn’t want it.”
Although they hadn’t known each other long, they had a general understanding of one another. Bai Yinqing liked being alone and hated trouble; he certainly wouldn’t take favors from people for no reason.
Some people like being in groups, others are born to walk alone. They respected his choice.
“But if Senior sees it, he’ll be very sad, right?”
Yuan Heyi looked at the takeout box on the desk, inexplicably thinking of a disappointed, gloomy face on Yu Weinian. He couldn’t bear to make Yu Weinian sad, so he picked up Bai Yinqing’s portion of the bibimbap. “It’s fine, I can eat two portions.”
At the back door of the empty classroom, two tall figures appeared.
Hang Yue looked on as if watching a play: “Bai Yinqing didn’t take it. Your painstaking efforts were in vain.”
Yu Weinian: “I knew he wouldn’t want it.”
Bai Yinqing was proud; it would be a miracle if he were willing to accept it.
“Then why spend so much money?” Hang Yue found it funny. “One portion of crab roe bibimbap for every single person in every class of Bai Yinqing’s major.”
Yu Weinian: “It’s not real crab roe anyway, how expensive can it be?”
While the canteen called it crab roe bibimbap, the so-called “crab roe” was a flavor simulated by a combination of salted egg yolk and crab sticks.
“You made such a big scene, and Bai Yinqing didn’t even give you a glance. Aren’t you worried?” Hang Yue didn’t quite understand his friend’s thoughts. He said, “You didn’t even get on his friend list. Want me to help you?”
“No need.”
“I’ve gone through the procedure. I added him, and he ignored me.”
Yu Weinian idly pinched a business card and tossed it casually into a nearby trash can. He looked quite troubled. “In that case, I’ll just have to find a way to make him add me.”