Do Villains Have to Be Heartthrobs Too? [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 14

“If you are unhappy, you can just poke my forehead.”

Yun Zhixue had never heard this expression before, but he could grasp its meaning. “So, did something even more outrageous happen that made the school decide to separate the dining halls for boys and girls?”

“I heard this happened several years ago. It is still posted on the school forum. Every batch of seniors tells it to the new students, and every freshman is shocked when they hear it, only to pass it on to their friends later.”

“So, what is this outrageous thing?”

The man with the crew cut replied with a tone of confusion: “So, classmate, are you a transfer student too? My name is Qu Feng, and I am also new here. But I have already gotten familiar with the school and read through most of the forum, so I know all the absurd stories. Do you want to add me on WeChat? I can teach you how to access the forum.”

A scoff interrupted the man. Xu Chi held his phone, the screen still displaying a thread titled: After those ridiculous rules, even more ridiculous things happened—Lanzhong High School Edition.

Seeing Yun Zhixue’s gaze shift from the man with the crew cut to him, Xu Chi’s frustration finally dissipated. He smiled at Yun Zhixue. “I know this story, too. They say it was during military training five years ago. There was a couple in a puppy-love relationship. The girl sprained her ankle and could not walk to the cafeteria on her own. To show off his ‘boyfriend strength,’ her partner gave her a bridal carry all the way to the canteen.”

“Then they were publicly reprimanded, and later, the school built another cafeteria.”

Yun Zhixue let out an “oh.” “Is that so? It feels like it was not necessary to build two cafeterias. Could they not have just had boys and girls eat on different floors?”

Xu Chi narrated the story in a flat, matter-of-fact tone, making an interesting and funny event sound completely mundane. Meanwhile, Qu Feng folded his fingers together, rested them under his chin, and let out a sly chuckle.

“After that ‘Century Bridal Carry,’ the school wanted to set rules prohibiting public displays of affection, punishing the two by making them write self-reflections under the national flag. But, well, young people are young people.”

Qu Feng acted as if he were stroking a beard. “They had just started high school and finished military training, unlike us seniors who have already been crushed by the hardships of studying. Under the national flag, they made a moving declaration of love, which actually encouraged quite a few other couples. Everyone avoids teachers when they have puppy love, but once someone takes the lead…”

“There were more and more couples ignoring the teachers patrolling the cafeteria, sitting side-by-side. Their legs were entwined under the table, and they were feeding each other. Those were just the basic operations for small couples, but coincidentally, one day the principal was patrolling privately and saw a couple feeding each other right in the open. He was so furious his wig went crooked. He marched over to give them a dose of ‘love education.'”

Yun Zhixue listened very intently, not even noticing that his shawl had slipped down. Even if it had fallen completely, it would not have mattered; it was not as if he was not wearing anything underneath, and his long hair provided coverage anyway.

However, he did not account for the height difference. Yun Zhixue was resting his chin on his palm, leaning to the side because he was listening so carefully. He opened his big eyes, looking up at Qu Feng with a sparkling, curious gaze.

The two dining tables were separated by a one-meter gap, so Qu Feng was standing in the aisle, leaning his arms on the table as he spoke.

Looking down from above, Qu Feng vaguely caught a glimpse of a tiny, subtle swell, which even seemed a bit pink, like a small strawberry placed on top of a whipped cream topping.

It was green, pure, and beautiful.

Qu Feng was momentarily stunned.

Xu Chi quickly tidied up the situation and shot a cold glare at Qu Feng. Qu Feng blinked in embarrassment, paused, and continued.

“B-but this couple happened to be in the heat of their relationship. You know how couples in the ‘honeymoon phase’ are. The girl wanted to feed the boy a tomato with scrambled eggs, and the boy wanted to feed her, too. The principal suddenly appeared, and the boy was so startled he lost his grip. The dinner plate flew right off, aiming straight for the principal’s forehead.”

“That wig of the principal…” Qu Feng was still recalling that hint of pink and felt a bit distracted, but he did his best to make the tone vivid and interesting. “They say it looked like a dandelion ball hijacked by the wind, carrying a piece of tomato and half an egg with it. It flew ‘whoosh’ in a perfect parabolic arc and landed precisely on the cafeteria window’s ‘Today’s Special’ sign!”

“The photo is still up on the forum.”

Yun Zhixue could not help it. He let out a “pfft” and laughed, his eyes curving into crescent moons. He felt it was not very nice to laugh at someone else, especially since the principal already had no hair and worked hard to hide that fact every day, only to be… well.

Yun Zhixue hurriedly tried to suppress his laughter, pressing his lips together, but the joy in his eyes could not be contained.

Seeing the beauty smile, Qu Feng became even more enthusiastic, gesturing wildly. “That scene! The whole cafeteria went silent. The only sound was the tomato juice dripping off the wig, ‘drip, drip.’ The principal’s own bald head under the cafeteria lights shone like a peeled, marinated egg, and it even had two green onion garnish bits stuck to it!”

“The Dean of Student Affairs hurried over and witnessed the whole thing.”

“They say that after that day, the principal earned a nickname: ‘The Tomato and Egg Knight.’ After that, the school held an emergency meeting and decided that separate patrols and separate discipline were no longer ‘safe’ enough; they had to physically isolate the ‘risks of cafeteria romance’!”

Qu Feng slapped the table. “So, they just went ahead and built two cafeterias! One in the east and one in the west, with the entire teaching block and a ‘Reflection Pavilion’ in between—that pavilion is where that couple was punished for copying school rules. Now, it is a famous tourist attraction, a sacred ground for singles; even if couples wander through it, they are destined to break up.”

Yun Zhixue listened with great interest and asked curiously, “What happened to that couple later?”

“Hey, they were top students! They joined forces, got into top universities together, and even came back to show off their love at the alumni meeting last year. They thanked their alma mater for using two cafeterias to protect the purity of their love, sparing them from being baptized too early by tomato and egg.” Qu Feng shook his head. “This story tells us that puppy love does not necessarily affect your studies, but it might affect the principal’s wig inventory.”

Xu Chi added coolly from the side, “It also tells us that when you are eating, do not be a busybody, and especially do not chat too happily with strangers.” As he said this, his gaze shifted pointedly toward the man with the crew cut.

Qu Feng did not notice and enthusiastically took out his phone. “Classmate, let us add each other on WeChat? There are plenty of posts on the forum even more outrageous than this, like ‘Shocking! Why does the boy’s dormitory play “Bachelor’s Love Song” at midnight?’ or ‘Secret: The mysterious food delivery chain between the east and west cafeterias,’ and ‘Those years, the snacks and love letters we exchanged in the Reflection Pavilion…'”

“Ding!”

The light sign on their table flashed red, accompanied by a harsh “beep-beep” sound, instantly attracting the attention of several nearby tables.

The owner’s loud voice cut through the noise: “Number 37! Where is it?”

Xu Chi raised his hand. “Here!” Then, he quickly shooed the crew-cut man away. If he let him keep talking, Yun Zhixue’s eyes would be glued to him.

What is so funny? He is not that funny, is he? It is all the same meaning.

But despite all his precautions, Yun Zhixue remained interested. Yun Zhixue did not have his phone and could not remember the original host’s WeChat ID, so he had to ask the System for it before giving it to Qu Feng. He even looked at him with soft eyes and said he would accept the friend request as soon as he got back from school.

Xu Chi sent a cold-faced friend request.

Qu Feng’s heart skipped a beat as he felt smitten. When he sat back down, his friend said sourly, “You actually got it? Yun Zhixue did not even know how the east cafeteria came to be; you really got a lucky break. I know about it too, and I also know about the ‘Haunted Men’s Dorm,’ ‘Mushroom Brother,’ and ‘The Great War with Rats in the Girls’ Dorm’… I know all of these, and I was the one who taught you how to access the forum.”

“You are such a phony. You asked me who the beauty at the school gate was this morning…”

Qu Feng ignored his friend’s muttering until the friend said, “Are we good friends? If we are, lend me your WeChat to look, just for a glance.”

Qu Feng cursed without hesitation: “Get lost!”

Xu Chi scalded the tableware and placed the clean utensils beside Yun Zhixue, saying casually, “Xiao Xue, I want to add you on WeChat, too.”

Yun Zhixue stared at the bright red boiled fish and replied, “Okay! I will accept it when I go back.”

Only then was Xu Chi satisfied. He picked up a piece of fish, removed the bones, and placed it in Yun Zhixue’s bowl. “Try it. It is their signature dish.”

Yun Zhixue carefully blew on it, put it into his mouth, and his eyes immediately lit up. The fish was tender, the spiciness and numbness were just right, and the aroma of the hot oil exploded on his tongue. He narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, like a cat that had just eaten a small fish. “Delicious!”

Seeing him eat happily, Xu Chi’s earlier annoyance faded. He added some spicy chicken cubes and Mapo tofu to his bowl. Yun Zhixue did not refuse, eating until his nose was covered in a thin layer of sweat, his lips stained a bright red from the spice. Every now and then, he would gasp and take a sip of iced plum juice.

Xu Chi did not eat much himself; he spent most of the time watching Yun Zhixue eat, finding it more appetizing than any fine dining.

When Yun Zhixue finished, he pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth. Just as he was about to say apologetically, “Did I eat too much? Xu Chi, why are you not eating?” he watched Xu Chi devour the remaining dishes with lightning speed, like a glutton. Yun Zhixue was shocked.

He could not help but praise, “Xu Chi, you eat really impressively. Eating with you, I never have to worry about wasting food.”

It was the first time Xu Chi had been complimented while eating. He almost choked. Although the compliment was a bit strange—making him sound like a leftover recycler—he never ate other people’s leftovers; he just saw Yun Zhixue had left too much and hated the waste.

Besides, was it not normal to eat his wife’s leftovers?

“Let us eat together at noon from now on. Wait for me in the classroom.”

Yun Zhixue felt conflicted and frowned subconsciously. Although he was sincerely complimenting Xu Chi, he was still a bit afraid that Xu Chi would hit him. Although, from what he had seen so far, Xu Chi was actually quite nice, not at all like Chu Chao had described.

But he was still a little scared. Yet, Xu Chi had compensated him for the skirt and paid for his meal without doing anything to hurt him. Thinking of Xu Chi this way made him feel like a bit of a bad person.

Yun Zhixue was just like that—always soft, and his softness was never just on the surface.

Xu Chi watched Yun Zhixue furrow his brow, expressions shifting on his small face. He looked so conflicted his face was scrunched up like a little steamed bun. He should have been sad; this was the first time he had invited someone to eat, and it looked like he was about to be rejected.

But looking at Yun Zhixue’s furrowed brow, before he could feel sad, he instead found the boy’s conflicted expression… rather cute.

He softened his tone and added: “It does not matter if you do not want to. I just think eating alone is a bit boring.” As he said this, he lowered his eyes, his tone carrying a faint, subtle vulnerability he did not even notice himself.

Yun Zhixue felt his conscience being condemned. He subconsciously twisted the tissue in his fingers, then looked up at Xu Chi’s face. He decided to ask for himself.

“Xu Chi, do you hit people? If I provoked you, would you hit me?”

Xu Chi’s expression froze. He suspected he had misheard. Who is spreading these rumors about me? I am not a violent maniac! And who hits the person they like? I am not a lunatic.

The atmosphere grew stagnant for a moment. Yun Zhixue gazed at Xu Chi, who looked a bit angry. His heart skipped a beat; he felt Xu Chi was truly displeased and could not help but shrink his shoulders.

Xu Chi took a deep breath, trying to suppress his rage toward the rumor-monger. He looked at Yun Zhixue, who looked cautious and even fearful, shrinking his shoulders. The anger in his heart “poofed” and turned into helplessness, along with a trace of undefinable heartache.

“Who told you I go around hitting people?” Xu Chi tried to make his voice sound calm, even with a hint of helpless laughter. “Do I look like that kind of person?”

Yun Zhixue nodded, then shook his head.

Xu Chi could not tell what Yun Zhixue meant. He could only soften his voice, choose his words carefully, and look at Yun Zhixue with sincerity. “I admit, my temper is not great. Sometimes I get impatient easily. But hitting someone… that depends on the situation. I never lay a hand on anyone for no reason, and even more…” He paused, his voice dropping lower, “…I would never lay a hand on the person I… care about.”

He mumbled the last few words, but Yun Zhixue heard them clearly. The person he cares about… does he mean a friend? Does Xu Chi consider me a friend? The fear in Yun Zhixue’s heart strangely dissipated quite a bit.

“Then… if I did something that made you very angry?” Yun Zhixue still felt a bit uneasy and pressed on. He still had the mission to bully Xu Chi, and there were dates ahead.

Xu Chi looked at his clear, sincere eyes and suddenly laughed. It was not the usual lazy or mocking laugh, but a genuinely relaxed one, a light chuckle that showed he did not know what to do with the boy.

“That depends on what it is.” Xu Chi deliberately dragged out his tone. Seeing Yun Zhixue tense up again, he said slowly: “If you provoked me on purpose, then I might… lightly flick your forehead.” He reached out his finger and tapped the center of Yun Zhixue’s brow. “Like this.”

Yun Zhixue subconsciously covered his forehead, blocking Xu Chi’s extended index finger, like a little hamster being poked in the mouth. He stared at Xu Chi’s face, trying to distinguish truth from falsehood. Then, he offered a tiny smile, lowered his hand, and actively pressed his forehead against Xu Chi’s index finger.

“Then it is a deal. If you are unhappy, you can only flick my forehead; you cannot hit me.”

Xu Chi blushed and nodded, his other hand clenching into a fist. He really is too cute.

How could I not like him?

“Where are you shopping? Call me when you are done, and I will drive over to pick you up.”

The assistant placed the coffee on the CEO’s desk, watching the CEO brimming with joy. After hanging up, he said nonchalantly: “Oh, it is my younger brother out playing. He even called to tell me, fearing I might worry. He has become a bit clingy toward me.”

The assistant’s mouth twitched. Did I ask?

The assistant thought to himself, a brother-complex like this is bragging about everything. I wonder what you will do when your brother falls in love, gets married, and has kids. Surely he will not have to report every single thing to you then.

Speaking of which, how old is the boss’s brother? Almost 18, and still needs to report in when going out to play. Being this little brother must be quite difficult. Going out to play… I want to, too. When can I get some time off?

It was a big deal today. The shop assistant was all smiles. Everything the boy in front of her was wearing was luxury, his hair was well-maintained, shiny black, and his skin was snow-white. Although his hobby was a bit strange, she looked at him.

Very eye-catching, absolutely stunning. In her line of work, the most important things were being observant and knowing what to say.

With a smile in her eyes and precise movements, she took the boy’s hair out from his collar and complimented him sincerely:

“You look truly beautiful in this dress. Or rather, you would look beautiful in anything. Would you like to try on other styles? They would all suit you very well.”

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