Everyone Loves the Villainous Scumbag [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 19

On the first day of school, Luo Jianghe got out of bed in the dormitory. Below him, Yu Wuyang had already finished washing up early and was staring at him in silence. His gaze was incredibly pitiful, as if he were terrified that Luo Jianghe would abandon him.

Luo Jianghe, however, chose to ignore it. He got down from the bed efficiently, put on his clothes, and headed to wash up with his toiletries.

“Jiang…”

Before the rest of Yu Wuyang’s words could leave his mouth, Luo Jianghe had already brushed past him. In the dormitory, Yu Wuyang was left standing there all alone.

The other two roommates gradually woke up. They both saw Luo Jianghe’s attitude toward Yu Wuyang, but neither said a word. After all, if a good brother suddenly treated you like a wife, who could stand that?

Luo Jianghe had already done everything he could. Back when someone in the group chat posted a video of Yu Wuyang forcibly kissing Luo Jianghe, Luo Jianghe had personally stepped forward to explain that Yu Wuyang had drunk too much and could not recognize anyone, and that they were all just messing around.

But was that really the case? The way Yu Wuyang looked in that video did not seem like he was just messing around. When Luo Jianghe pushed him off the sofa, the love in his eyes was practically explicit. Everyone tacitly agreed that Luo Jianghe had intentionally given Yu Wuyang a way out to save face.

Since Luo Jianghe had many friends and was very popular, most people were biased toward him, believing he would not do such things with another guy. But Yu Wuyang was different; plus, in the video, everyone saw the truth with their own eyes.

Once Luo Jianghe finished washing up, he teamed up with Chen Mo and the others to leave the dorm, leaving Yu Wuyang standing there by himself. Watching their departing figures, the hand Yu Wuyang used to grip the hem of his shirt gradually turned white.

In the second semester of their senior year, they had no new books to receive. After simply handing in their homework, the teacher spent the first period checking exam papers with them. They had grown used to this during the tutoring sessions: every day was exam paper after exam paper. Some careless students had their papers scattered and could not even find them at crucial moments, rummaging through piles here and there. They had so many papers that the ones handed out just over the winter break were as thick as two books.

When the morning classes ended, Luo Jianghe went to lunch with other classmates. The afternoon was another round of checking papers. From morning until night, Luo Jianghe did not pay any attention to Yu Wuyang.

Naturally, people in the class discussed them. Most of the girls had more sensitive personalities and did not harbor hostility toward Yu Wuyang. Some even shipped them together, hoping they would be a couple, while others felt they should not interfere and respected their choices.

As for the boys, most could not stand homosexuality. Therefore, they felt in their hearts that Yu Wuyang was disgusting and that Luo Jianghe was truly miserable. Back when Yu Wuyang was being bullied both openly and secretly by some boys in class, it was Luo Jianghe who had stood up for him and told them to stop.

In the boys’ eyes, Luo Jianghe had even stayed by Yu Wuyang’s side every day to protect him from further bullying. They felt Yu Wuyang should spend his whole life repaying Luo Jianghe. They never expected that Yu Wuyang intended to repay him by trying to turn him gay. It was practically returning kindness with ingratitude!

It happened to be Luo Jianghe’s turn for cleaning duty on the first day of school, and he was always paired with Yu Wuyang for sweeping. Chen Mo and Lin Chuan originally wanted to wait for Luo Jianghe to go back together, but Yu Wuyang did not let them wait.

He was not a girl; why would he be afraid of danger late at night? Besides, even if Yu Wuyang really tried to do something to him, if he could not win a fight, he could still outrun him. Furthermore, they were on campus, and the dorm was only a few steps away. Waiting around made him feel too delicate. He felt like a little girl afraid of being teased by thugs at night. His current height was clearly around 1.7 meters; in his past life, he was 1.8 meters and usually used his height to intimidate others. Now, having to fear being overpowered felt strangely desolate.

Seeing Luo Jianghe’s refusal and looking at Yu Wuyang’s height—which was even shorter than Luo Jianghe’s—Chen Mo and the others paused for two seconds before leaving together.

One by one, the classmates left, leaving Luo Jianghe and Yu Wuyang behind to clean. The classroom was not large. After wiping the blackboard, sweeping the floor, and tidying the desks and chairs, they were finished. Finally, they took out the trash together, each carrying one side of the trash bin to the outdoor dumpster.

Luo Jianghe remained silent the whole way, and Yu Wuyang also endured the silence without speaking. After the cleaning was done, they walked down the stairs one after another since they shared a dorm.

Eventually, Yu Wuyang could no longer help himself. At the corner of the stairs, he took two steps forward and blocked Luo Jianghe. Luo Jianghe was not surprised by Yu Wuyang’s action. If the person he liked suddenly started giving him the cold shoulder, he too would be unable to resist stopping them to ask for an explanation.

He stood still and said to Yu Wuyang, “What do you want to ask? Speak.”

Seeing Luo Jianghe being so direct, Yu Wuyang actually appeared somewhat timid. He had grown a bit taller during the winter break; in contrast, Luo Jianghe showed no signs of a growth spurt. Despite his tall and thin build, Yu Wuyang always kept his head bowed in front of Luo Jianghe. He was always insecure, but only in front of Luo Jianghe. Perhaps it was because he liked the person before him too much that he was willing to humble himself into the dust.

After a silence of about half a minute, Yu Wuyang finally opened his pursed lips. “Jianghe, you have been avoiding me lately.”

Luo Jianghe nodded and said in a flat tone, “Yes. This is better for both of us.”

Hearing this, Yu Wuyang suddenly looked up. “What do you mean, ‘better for both of us’?” He was clearly not doing well at all.

“What else can be done?” Luo Jianghe dropped his usual friendly attitude and said coldly, “If people see us walking together all the time, who knows how many more rumors there will be. I think we should keep our distance to avoid suspicion.”

Luo Jianghe felt that since he had decided to be a jerk to Yu Wuyang, he had to do it wholeheartedly. If he were half-hearted about it, he would feel even worse.

“By avoiding each other like this, won’t people suspect us even more? Besides, if it weren’t for that video, you wouldn’t have become so distant with me. During the winter break, weren’t we perfectly fine?” As Yu Wuyang spoke, he reached out, wanting to take Luo Jianghe’s hand.

Luo Jianghe swung his hand away and took a step back.

“No. Even if that video hadn’t leaked, I planned to distance myself from you after the winter break. You were so pitiful during the break that I couldn’t bear to drive you away. Actually, during the time I lived with you, I felt awkward the entire time.”

Yu Wuyang froze for a moment. “I… am pitiful?”

[Scumbag attribute +1]

“Other than pitying me, do you have no other feelings? You pity the beggars outside; do you treat them this well too?” Yu Wuyang was in disbelief.

If Luo Jianghe was just pitying him, then why was his attitude neither hot nor cold at the beginning? Luo Jianghe had known about his background for a long time. Yet, after that one time he stepped in to help, Luo Jianghe had treated him better and better—so well it made people suspicious, so well it felt ambiguous.

Was it really just pity? No, it definitely was not like that!

“Jianghe! Don’t be like this to me. If it’s because you’re afraid of what others think…”

Before Yu Wuyang could finish his sentence, Luo Jianghe interrupted him. “Yu Wuyang! Actually, you shouldn’t have accepted my kindness back then.”

As he spoke, Luo Jianghe moved two steps closer to Yu Wuyang. “I am the one sent by heaven specifically to bring you misfortune. You shouldn’t have approached me from the beginning. Every time you get close to me from now on, it will become your misfortune. Do not believe my words, and do not like me anymore.”

At this moment, his gaze was serious as he stared at Yu Wuyang. Even without speaking, he had already expressed his desire to end their friendship. After finishing his piece, Luo Jianghe ignored Yu Wuyang’s increasingly pale face, turned his head, and went downstairs.

Yu Wuyang stood there dazed, watching Luo Jianghe’s departing figure, not daring to chase after him. He was afraid Luo Jianghe would say even more hurtful things; he had no way to deal with the current Luo Jianghe. In the past, as long as he acted a little pitiful, Luo Jianghe would feel bad and couldn’t help but comfort him. But now, his piteousness was useless.

From beginning to end, Yu Wuyang could not understand why Luo Jianghe’s change was so drastic and sudden. When Luo Jianghe’s affectionate eyes turned cold, it was an icy chill that could pierce a person’s heart.

“Pfft! Hahahaha!”

Just as Yu Wuyang was standing there lost in thought, a burst of mocking laughter suddenly came from above. Hearing the sound, Yu Wuyang looked up with vacant eyes.

It was the classmates who used to like bullying him both openly and secretly. He did not think much of it at first, only wondering why these two students hadn’t returned to the dorm yet since school was over. Until they spoke, his emotions remained so calm that it even made him feel afraid.

“Dumped! Hahahaha.”

“Dirty gay, he doesn’t like you, yet you’re still pestering him.”

“Liking men, hahahaha.”

“How did Luo Jianghe’s mouth taste when you kissed him?”

The two laughed and ran down the stairs. The teenagers’ eyes sparkled with laughter; if one hadn’t heard the malice in their words, no one would believe these two were being wicked, discriminating, and using verbal bullying.

Yu Wuyang stood where he was, his expression becoming guarded, just silently watching them laugh.

Until one of them shoved Yu Wuyang. “I’m asking you, is Luo Jianghe sweet to kiss?”

“He’s the dream man in the eyes of so many girls, and his first kiss was snatched by you. How freaking unlucky!”

As soon as the person finished speaking, Yu Wuyang did not waste any words. He grabbed the classmate’s collar and punched him squarely in the bridge of his nose. Before the guy could even ask what Yu Wuyang was doing, he was beaten until blood poured from his nose and mouth after two or three punches.

The person standing next to them was startled and stood frozen in place, unable to react for a moment, just watching. There weren’t that many top students in the school, and there was also collective cold violence. Two young men were full of vigor; almost every semester and every class had fighting incidents, but large-scale scandals were rare.

Classmates in a class could usually imagine that a certain person or certain people might cause trouble. But no one would have thought that Yu Wuyang, who was usually silent and submissive, would be so ruthless and desperate when he fought.

He was, after all, originally a truly kind person.

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