The Seductive Wife Kisses and Teases While His Black-Bellied Childhood Friend Spoils Him Crazy - Chapter 13

For a long time, the two were inseparable, known as the campus “best brothers” whom neither knives nor lightning could pull apart.

However, after a while, Jiang Ningxun suddenly began to seek out Song Shidu much less frequently. The questions he asked most often were all about that man, Qing Zhe.

On WeChat:

Jiang Ningxun sent a photo of a club’s blackboard drawing: “You have no idea what you are missing. This is the second time I have seen Qing Zhe in person, and he is just too versatile. He can paint, sing, and play ball. He does even the smallest tasks perfectly.”

Song Shidu: “Oh?”

Jiang Ningxun: “It is true! Look at this little snack in my hand; he personally cooked and wrapped them for everyone.”

The photo showed a modest, “Fu” character pastry. It was exquisitely crafted and perfectly symmetrical, as if measured with a ruler down to the last millimeter.

Song Shidu: “Oh. He has obsessive-compulsive disorder and is an extreme perfectionist. Whether it is waking up, folding blankets, or a single strand of hair, he has his own plan for everything.”

Jiang Ningxun: “No wonder. I am starting to suspect he is the protagonist of this world, while we are just the group of NPCs causing the pot to boil over. 〒▽〒”

Song Shidu: “Actually, you do not need to watch him. If you get to know him, he is quite boring, like a robot.”

Jiang Ningxun: “Well, I joined a club with him, and he is my group leader. We are bound to have contact on a daily basis.”

Song Shidu’s expression was not very pleasant. He was about to type something like, “Which club is it? Quit it.”

But Jiang Ningxun sent another message first: “We are going out camping! It was organized by the teacher and Qing Zhe. They say collecting inspiration outdoors keeps the mind active. I will stop talking to you now; you can spend your time cuddling your computer.”

Jiang Ningxun’s intention was to make Song Shidu envious that he could go out and play.

But Song Shidu seemed very unhappy: “Stay away from that Qing Zhe.”

Of course, Jiang Ningxun did not reply; he had already packed his bags and set off.

Their outdoor camping activity lasted for ten days, and the signal in the mountains was poor. Song Shidu spent every day staring at his phone waiting for news, sending “Good morning,” “Good afternoon,” and “Good night” messages daily.

How is the environment there? Are you eating well? Did you bring the snacks I prepared for you?

At first, Jiang Ningxun could reply with a few words, but eventually, as the distance grew, they lost contact entirely.

It was not until the day they returned to school that they met again.

Song Shidu went to the school gate to greet him personally, only to see Jiang Ningxun limping. His right leg was in a heavy plaster cast, and there were countless wounds on his arms and forehead, looking as though he had been brutally beaten.

He needed support for every step he took.

And the person supporting him was, surprisingly, Qing Zhe.

Jiang Ningxun coughed a few times and smiled cheerfully. “Thank you, Group Leader. If I had known, I would not have been so careless. I will definitely treat you to a meal once I am better!”

Qing Zhe, carrying a dirty bag, supported him steadily. He spoke with a businesslike attitude: “An explanation will definitely be given to you regarding this matter. Go back and rest well while you wait for news.”

“Alright!”

Seeing this, Song Shidu immediately stepped forward and snatched Jiang Ningxun away to support him. He was nervous and shocked. “What happened to you? Did someone bully you out there?”

“Hiss, hiss, hiss! My ribs, my ribs!”

Song Shidu hurriedly changed his grip to the shoulders. Seeing Jiang Ningxun covered in injuries, his heart ached. He looked at Qing Zhe, suppressing a surge of rage, his tone sounding as if he wanted to bite someone to death: “Senior Qing, what exactly happened here!”

Qing Zhe’s snake-like pupils were cool and devoid of emotion. Seeing that Song Shidu knew the boy, he said nothing. He handed over the bag slung across his shoulder. “I have matters to attend to. Take him to the infirmary.”

This attitude made Song Shidu exceptionally annoyed. It appeared there were already many points of friction between them.

Seeing the wolf’s fur standing on end, Jiang Ningxun quickly smoothed it down with a sheepish smile. “It was my own carelessness. I will tell you everything once we get somewhere quiet.”

They only learned the full situation after reaching the infirmary.

During the final twilight period before returning to school, the last activity was held: fruit picking. Whichever team picked the most and best fruit would be the winner.

Jiang Ningxun was paired with a classmate. The two of them saw a fruit tree and went to pick from it excitedly, having already strayed from the original activity boundaries. Suddenly, that classmate turned on him, pushing Jiang Ningxun violently down a hillside before walking away.

This caused Jiang Ningxun to suffer significant injuries. No matter how he shouted, it was useless, and his phone had lost its signal.

It lasted until nightfall when it began to rain. Just as Jiang Ningxun was in despair, Qing Zhe was the first one to find him and lead him out of his predicament.

Afterward, they confronted the classmate, a boy named Yang Wei. The other party stubbornly refused to admit it, claiming he did not know what Jiang Ningxun was talking about and that it was a slander against him. He claimed that Jiang Ningxun had gone to pick fruit in that area by himself, slipped, and rolled down the hill, while he had gone picking with other group members and was not present at the time.

Those members also spoke in unison, saying that Yang Wei had been with them the entire time and they could testify to it. Because there were no surveillance cameras in that part of the forest and it was a group of people against Jiang Ningxun alone, no decision could be made. It was only when Qing Zhe said they would handle it upon returning to school that the matter was temporarily put to rest.

Jiang Ningxun had no idea how he had offended so many people. After pouring out his grievances, he felt completely drained.

Song Shidu remained silent, his expression dark and unreadable. He simply placed his hand on the fox’s head and rubbed the limp, soft ears, comforting the unhappy little fox.

“It is not your fault.”

It is they who deserve to die.

Over the next few days, Jiang Ningxun’s injuries steadily improved. Qing Zhe visited him frequently, citing his responsibility for the incident as the reason. The two spent more time together, and Qing Zhe stated he would uncover the truth and bring justice to him.

Qing Zhe was indeed true to his word. He was a very rational person and had been investigating the social network between these students, discovering many clues. For example, Yang Wei’s ex-girlfriend was someone who had a secret crush on Jiang Ningxun and often told Yang Wei things like, “You cannot compare to Jiang Ningxun.”

Under such circumstances, it was perfectly logical for hatred to develop. The remaining students were more or less in similar situations, or were simply jealous, leading them to collaborate on this scheme.

They were a bunch of bastards who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

Logically, Qing Zhe should have been the most hated, but because he came from a good family, no one dared to act against him. They saw that Jiang Ningxun had no one to rely on, so they felt he would have to suffer in silence even if they caused trouble.

Qing Zhe thought that once he gathered enough evidence, he could report them. Suddenly, he heard a piece of news.

Yang Wei had been in a car accident!

The injuries were quite severe; word was that his head was so badly damaged he had become dim-witted. It was a well-deserved fate.

Following this, one after another, the students involved began to turn themselves in. These were the same people who had plotted together. With terrified expressions, they revealed the entire truth and even went to Jiang Ningxun to apologize.

The events happened so suddenly. What had they experienced?

No one knew. All that was known was that these people left the school for various reasons. The truth was out, and the matter passed.

Since this incident, Jiang Ningxun and Qing Zhe became officially acquainted. In the process of spending several months together, it was inevitable for Jiang Ningxun to be attracted by the other’s aura. Over time, he grew curious.

“Shidu, what kind of person do you think Qing Zhe would like?”

“…”

Song Shidu sat on the playground, folding a paper crane in his hand, his head lowered without answering.

Jiang Ningxun rested his chin on his hand, staring at the grass on the ground, and continued, “I find him a bit strange. In the eyes of outsiders, he is a powerful and practically perfect person. But I occasionally see him dazing off. Sometimes he goes to the principal’s office and comes out with half his face red, looking as if he had been struck.”

“No matter what he does, he does it to the best of his ability. He practices the piano from morning until the early hours of the next day. He drinks coffee every day and spends even his occasional rest time studying.”

“Do you think he is willing to push himself like that?”

At this, Song Shidu spoke indifferently, “Are you very interested in him?”

This time, Jiang Ningxun nodded decisively. “Indeed, he is a bit attractive to me.”

“Oh?” Song Shidu looked up. “Attractive?”

“Of course, not that kind of attraction,” Jiang Ningxun explained. “I am curious about his behavior.”

“Then do not be curious about him.”

“Why?”

Song Shidu spoke gloomily, “Curiosity is the first step toward liking someone. If you explore him too deeply, you will end up liking him.”

Jiang Ningxun instantly burst into laughter. “Hahaha! How is that possible? He is not my type!”

As the saying goes, reality hits fast. A few months later, the situation changed.

Jiang Ningxun seriously announced something to Song Shidu. “Best brother, I have decided. I am going to bravely pursue Qing Zhe!”

The air suddenly turned eerie. The person beside him stopped making a sound.

Song Shidu looked at him in silence. After a long time, he grinned. “Alright. I will help you.”

“I knew you were the best!” Jiang Ningxun happily bumped his shoulder with a fist, clearly unaware of what was about to happen next.

Song Shidu nodded with a smile. If one looked closely, there was no hint of a smile in the depths of his eyes. Instead, there were layers upon layers of mist, concealing a hidden plot.