After The Beautiful Woman Moves Into The Jock's Dorm Room - Chapter 42

Chapter 42: I will always be watching you, always by your side…

After eating, Shen Qingyu offered to wash the dishes, but Song Yu refused, saying he had a dishwasher.

Shen Qingyu felt awkward doing nothing, so he stood there with his hands clasped, watching him operate the dishwasher.

Song Yu saw through his discomfort. After everything was tidied up, he meticulously washed his hands again. “Do you want a snack?”

Shen Qingyu’s visit today was a bit sudden, so he hadn’t prepared any snacks beforehand. Song Yu didn’t like snacks, but from what he knew, Shen Qingyu loved them, and he knew exactly which kinds Shen Qingyu preferred.

Shen Qingyu blinked his innocent big eyes. “Do you have any?”

“I don’t have any at home, but we can go to the supermarket,” Song Yu nodded. “If you’d like to go for a walk.”

The residential complex they lived in was next to a large supermarket. The last time Lu Xiao came to Shen Qingyu’s place for dinner, they bought ingredients at this very supermarket.

“Sure, it’ll help us digest,” Shen Qingyu said cheerfully.

He and Song Yu went to the supermarket, pushed a cart together, and browsed the aisles. Everything Song Yu took off the shelf precisely matched Shen Qingyu’s preferences, making Shen Qingyu feel a sense of camaraderie. In some ways, Song Yu might be his second self.

Shen Qingyu glanced at the small mountain of items piled up in the shopping cart and couldn’t help but say, “I never thought you liked this jelly too.”

He was referring to the sea salt lychee-flavored electrolyte jelly that Song Yu had just put in.

Song Yu paused, realizing Shen Qingyu had misunderstood, and smiled faintly: “I don’t like this.”

To be precise, none of the snacks in this shopping cart were his favorites.

“Huh?” Shen Qingyu stared at him blankly.

“You like it, though.”

Without much beating around the bush, Shen Qingyu immediately grasped the main point. “How do you know that?” He seemed to have never mentioned what he liked.

Song Yu clenched the hand holding the shopping cart tightly. His knuckles turned slightly white, and his expression was unnatural. “What do you think?”

Shen Qingyu actually thought about it. He touched the tip of his nose: “Did you see me eating snacks in the dorm?”

“You guessed it right,” Song Yu replied calmly.

“Then you’re really attentive,” Shen Qingyu pouted.

Song Yu shamelessly accepted his praise.

Let’s just assume it’s praise.

Song Yu carried the two large bags of snacks, and Shen Qingyu stood beside him. The two walked out of the supermarket side by side.

Shen Qingyu suddenly remembered the last time he went grocery shopping with Lu Xiao. Lu Xiao was the one carrying the bags, and he was only responsible for guiding the way.

He sighed, pulled out his phone, and checked the latest messages. He didn’t find any message from Lu Xiao, and he felt a little worried. Had he been too harsh and hurt Lu Xiao’s feelings? After all, Shen Qingyu knew from their interactions that he was a guy with strong self-esteem and a fierce competitive spirit.

And… such a tall, muscular sports student was afraid of ghosts!

So… was he secretly crying after going home?

Of course, what Shen Qingyu found most bewildering was: What exactly did Lu Xiao like about him?

When they first met, his attitude was clearly so hostile, and he was always suspicious that Shen Qingyu had ulterior motives for him. For a while, Lu Xiao avoided Shen Qingyu like he avoided horror movies at home.

…

Lu Xiao was dejected for several days in a row.

Everyone around him knew he was in a bad mood and dared not provoke him, so they just accompanied him out for drinks every day.

Lu Xiao, who rarely got drunk, came home hungover almost every day.

He preferred to be lost in a dizzy haze rather than sober.

This way, he could at least avoid facing the heartbreaking truth: Shen Qingyu didn’t like him, and everything was his own wishful thinking.

Moreover, once a person enters the state of a broken heart, everything seems to go wrong.

Even when he randomly scrolled through an app, the first things that popped up were those flowery, melancholic sentences.

Lu Xiao found that these recommended videos were increasing, and he was finding it harder and harder to get out of the pain, sinking even deeper.

These sentences eventually found their way into his circle of friends.

Vague posts, coupled with gloomy photos that his friends secretly took of him while he was drinking, made it obvious to anyone who saw them that he was heartbroken.

Shen Qingyu often came across his posts late at night.

The captions were sickeningly sweet, and the photos, if not for Lu Xiao’s good looks, would probably be submitted to the “emo boy profile picture” bot.

Shen Qingyu could only quietly leave a like to show his comfort, hoping Lu Xiao would understand the meaning behind this simple and ordinary like.

However, Shen Qingyu forgot one thing.

—Lu Xiao’s thought process was different from his.

Yes, Lu Xiao was absolutely thrilled when he saw Shen Qingyu’s like. He decided he couldn’t keep moping around like this. A real man should face the problem head-on.

And Shen Qingyu’s like, in his eyes, was a signal of encouragement.

At least it showed that he didn’t dislike him, and he cared about him.

Not disliking equals liking, right?

Even if Shen Qingyu didn’t like him now, it didn’t matter. Lu Xiao believed that with his efforts, Shen Qingyu would one day completely and totally fall in love with him!

Lu Xiao immediately sent Shen Qingyu a dominating message, expressing his extremely strong determination to pursue him.

At this time, Shen Qingyu was still asleep, completely unaware of what he was about to face when he woke up.

When he woke up and saw the $99+$ messages in the chat box, he thought he had committed some grave offense or had been subjected to cyberbullying.

But upon closer inspection, all the messages came from one person.

—Lu Xiao.

Shen Qingyu’s vision went black. He slumped onto the bed to calm down for a moment, then opened his eyes despairingly, trying to prove that it was all his illusion.

【Lu Xiao: I’ve been in pain these past few days But what hurts me more is that I cannot accept a future without you】

【Lu Xiao: I received your like I know it means you are silently encouraging me I am very happy and touched】

【Lu Xiao: So after thinking it over I feel I cannot give up easily How will I know if I can succeed if I don’t try hard】

【Lu Xiao: Shen Qingyu I am going to pursue you I will not give up】

…

Shen Qingyu: “…”

What exactly are you burning with passion about?

Why don’t you try giving up for once?

Why would a perfectly fine young master who has never suffered suddenly decide to pursue someone?

Shen Qingyu began to regret the like he gave him in his semi-conscious state late at night.

Shen Qingyu was full of regrets and frustration. He had no idea what to do, so his first thought was to ask Yang Yu for help.

“What do I do, Yang Yu? Please save me.”

“What’s wrong? Take your time and tell me. I’m listening.”

Hearing Yang Yu’s voice made Shen Qingyu feel very reassured, so he calmed down and explained the situation to him from the beginning.

“I thought Cheng Che would be the first one to confess to you. I didn’t expect it to be him?” Yang Yu said with exaggerated surprise: “Our Xiao Yu has such great charm.”

“Stop joking! What should I actually do?”

Yang Yu laughed heartily for several minutes after hearing this, then rubbed his aching stomach and analyzed all the possibilities for Shen Qingyu.

“I don’t know why you’re so anxious. Isn’t this simple? Let nature take its course.”

“That’s easy for you to say, but he’s Lu Xiao. We share a dorm, and I can’t say anything too harsh. Plus, he’s actually a pretty good guy. I don’t want to make things so awkward with him…”

“If you ask me, just let him pursue you,” Yang Yu said shrewdly. “Think about it, how many outcomes can there be for a young master pursuing someone? One, he won’t give up until he hits a wall, and once he hits the wall, he’ll give up. Then he naturally won’t pester you anymore.”

“And the second outcome?” Shen Qingyu asked eagerly.

“The second outcome is that you fall for him while being pursued, and then you two have a happy ending!” Yang Yu cheered, even blowing a whistle on his own accord to boost the mood.

Shen Qingyu: “…”

“Don’t worry, relax. I actually think the second outcome is highly likely.”

Shen Qingyu: “…”

…

Lu Xiao pursued Shen Qingyu openly and assertively, wanting the whole world to know. It was very much like his personality—loud and vigorous.

So, when Shen Qingyu deliberately didn’t reply to his messages, hoping to give him the cold shoulder, he would unceremoniously storm into their dorm group chat and directly @ Shen Qingyu, demanding a reply.

Cheng Che and Song Yu weren’t stupid. They could vaguely sense what was happening from his recent activities, especially with the ambiguous and suggestive things he was saying to Shen Qingyu in the chat.

A sense of crisis simultaneously rose in both of them.

Especially Cheng Che, who was worried that with Shen Qingyu’s somewhat gentle nature, he might be cornered by Lu Xiao’s aggressive pursuit and reluctantly agree to be with him.

This was what he least wanted to see.

While Lu Xiao’s pursuit was in full swing, the long-silent harassing text messages made a comeback.

After not receiving any harassment from that pervert for a while, Shen Qingyu had almost forgotten about it.

So, when he woke up and received a very explicit photo sent by him, he was completely stunned.

From that day on, he received four or five similar messages daily.

Sometimes they were text, sometimes pictures, and once, even a highly explicit video.

Shen Qingyu didn’t dare to open it. He saw a small mole between the index and middle fingers of the pervert’s right hand, and he saw the distorted organ, which scared him so much that he threw his phone away, cracking a corner of the screen protector.

Shen Qingyu’s silence seemed to provoke the pervert. The increasingly frequent and extreme content tortured him every day.

Finally, one day, Shen Qingyu reached his breaking point. He called back the number that sent the latest text message.

But the person didn’t answer. They hung up after the phone rang for over ten seconds.

Those ten-plus seconds were the most agonizing and helpless seconds for Shen Qingyu.

【You dare to text but not answer the phone? If you have the guts, answer the phone!】

【What do you want? Why are you clinging to me!】

Another ten or so seconds later, the reply Shen Qingyu received sent shivers down his spine.

【Because I love you, my Xiao Yu baby. I will always be watching you, always by your side.】