The Silly Shou Transmigrated Into a Book - Chapter 20

Kou Huai felt a lump in his chest and directly blurted out his thoughts.

Gu Qiuyi asked in surprise: “How am I a paranoid narcissist with a victim complex?”

Kou Huai sneered and typed: “Forgot already? You were afraid I’d rape you. You actually said that out loud. I have no idea how severe your condition must be to produce such a delusion.”

Gu Qiuyi remembered. Since Kou Huai had helped him, he couldn’t exactly tear him down now, so he said honestly: “I really should say sorry for that. I overthought it. But I don’t have a victim complex; I was just taking precautions.”

Kou Huai: “Pah! Nonsense!”

Gu Qiuyi sent him an extremely perfunctory “,” and effectively put Kou Huai on “ignore.” No matter how many times Kou Huai called him, it was useless. Kou Huai was so angry he wanted to delete him.

However, his finger hovered over the “Delete Friend” button for a long time, but he couldn’t bring himself to tap it.

Fine. I won’t lower myself to the level of a genuine idiot who can only score double digits.

Gu Qiuyi lay horizontally across his somewhat hard dormitory bed, lifting his long, straight legs and leaning them against the wall. Because his legs were so long, he didn’t even have to straighten them for his toes to touch the ceiling; he had to bend his knees to rest them fully against the wall.

He opened the chat with Chu Yueguang and began tapping away.

Li Qingfeng and Lin Fei were talking, and before they knew it, their eyes drifted to Gu Qiuyi’s legs. Because he was wearing loose, casual short-shorts, a large portion of his thighs and calves were exposed. Lin Fei couldn’t help but say, “Gu Qiuyi, why are even your legs so… so…”

He stalled for a moment before saying: “…Like a girl’s.”

Gu Qiuyi’s fingers were flying as he replied to Lin Fei while multitasking: “Not at all.”

Li Qingfeng: “It’s true. If you took a photo of these and posted them, no one would think they belonged to a guy.”

Gu Qiuyi glanced at his own legs. Perhaps due to physiological structure, a boy’s thighs were often slenderer and less fleshy than a girl’s, making them look more symmetrical and straight, though they lacked curvaceousness. But because he was still young and his bones hadn’t fully lengthened, his knees didn’t have prominent bone protrusions, making them look quite smooth and supple.

They really were a pair of beautiful legs that blurred the boundaries of gender.

Gu Qiuyi looked, and looking wasn’t enough—he started feeling narcissistic. He took a photo, wanting to show off, but after scrolling through his contact list, no one seemed appropriate to send it to.

His gaze fell on Chu Yueguang’s chat box. Although he remembered Chu Yueguang’s previous warnings, he felt a bit lucky and sent the photo to him anyway.

He wanted to be praised by Chu Yueguang.

Chu Yueguang saw the photo immediately. In that instant, he felt as if his eyes were flashed by a field of white light, and his heart instinctively skipped several beats. He focused his gaze and saw clearly what Gu Qiuyi had sent.

Gu Qiuyi typed tentatively: “Brother, look. Are my legs pretty?”

Chu Yueguang: “…”

He flexed his fingers, hesitating for a long while before clicking the photo to enlarge it—perhaps this was just a man’s base nature. As he looked, his Adam’s apple bobbed a few times. He felt a bit ashamed.

“Brother, why aren’t you talking?” Gu Qiuyi asked. The next second, the photo was withdrawn.

Chu Yueguang: “…” He hadn’t had time to save it yet.

Chu Yueguang felt a trace of annoyance, but he didn’t show it. He pretended he hadn’t seen what was sent and asked: “What did you withdraw?”

Gu Qiuyi replied: “Waaaaah, nothing. Brother probably doesn’t like looking at it.”

Chu Yueguang replied nonchalantly: “If you don’t send it, how do you know I don’t like looking at it?”

Gu Qiuyi: “Because I’m very narcissistic and want Brother to praise me, but Brother definitely wouldn’t like it.”

Chu Yueguang: “Send it again. I want to see.”

Gu Qiuyi’s willpower wasn’t that strong. Persuaded, he couldn’t help but send it again. “Is it pretty? My roommates said my legs look like a girl’s, hehehe.”

Chu Yueguang immediately saved it first. Then, seeing Gu Qiuyi’s sentence, his brow furrowed. He slowly typed: “It’s pretty.”

Before Gu Qiuyi could reply, he added: “Don’t send this to others.”

Gu Qiuyi: “I know. If I sent it to Brother Kou Huai, he’d definitely think I’m flirting with him again. But I don’t mean it that way; I just like people praising me.”

Chu Yueguang stared at the screen. He likes people praising him? He sounded like a child who had never been praised growing up. Then he saw Kou Huai’s name again and felt slightly irritable. He asked: “What kind of friends are you and Kou Huai?”

Gu Qiuyi: “Ah? Brother Kou Huai and I aren’t friends. We’re fellow patients!”

Chu Yueguang: “Patients?”

Gu Qiuyi: “Yeah! Fellow paranoid victim-complex patients!”

Chu Yueguang: “…” Chu Yueguang changed the subject. “Has anyone bullied you lately?”

Gu Qiuyi: “No. But I did so poorly on the monthly exam, waaaaah.”

As he spoke, he took a photo of the exam papers he had shown Kou Huai and sent them to Chu Yueguang.

Chu Yueguang was shocked. “…These are your papers?”

Gu Qiuyi said bashfully: “Yeah, they’re mine. Brother won’t think I’m stupid, will you? Actually, I’m just a little bit bad at studying, waaaaah.”

Chu Yueguang was silent. A little bit? This was practically the J-20 fighter jet of academic underachievers. How could he get these scores?

Seeing no reply for a long time, Gu Qiuyi’s bashfulness turned to anxiety. “Brother, why aren’t you talking? You really think I’m stupid, don’t you? Waaaaah.”

Chu Yueguang typed slowly: “You are a bit stupid.”

Gu Qiuyi: “…” As expected of the male lead! Even the way he tells the truth is so cool!

Gu Qiuyi tried to save face: “Waaaaah, Brother is so handsome when he tells the truth! I love it so much!!”

Chu Yueguang: “…” He suddenly felt that the person on the other side was a complete enigma.

Gu Qiuyi: “Don’t worry, Brother! I will study hard and strive to get into my dream school! I won’t let Brother down!”

Chu Yueguang: “Which school do you plan to apply to?”

Gu Qiuyi said shyly: “I plan to apply to the school Brother attends. I want to be closer to you!”

Chu Yueguang: “…” He slowly typed: “I’m at B-University. You want to test in here?”

Gu Qiuyi quickly searched for the admission scores for B-University. He was so terrified he turned pale. After a long time, he slowly typed: “Brother, I’m sorry. I was just talking out of my ass.”

Chu Yueguang couldn’t help but laugh. Seeing that Gu Qiuyi hadn’t replied immediately, he guessed the boy had gone to search on Baidu. Seeing the “The other party is typing…” flicker for several seconds—the total opposite of his usual typewriter-speed—he knew the boy’s current state of mind was likely in total turmoil.

He laughed until his eyes, which usually looked cold to others, slightly narrowed. This left his roommate, Li Beiwang, extremely startled. He couldn’t help but ask: “Chu Yueguang, are you in a relationship?”

Chu Yueguang glanced at him, and his smile retracted slightly. “No.”

Li Beiwang pulled out his phone, snapped a photo of him, and sent it to him. “Look at yourself. Look at how you’re smiling.”

Chu Yueguang clicked the photo. His smile vanished instantly—he looked like a bit of a dumbass.

Chu Yueguang wasn’t someone who liked to smile, mainly because he didn’t dare to. He was very handsome with deep features and a high nose that radiated nobility; his jawline was clean and sharp. Overall, he had a cold, high-pressure facial structure. His appearance alone made many people fear him and stay away.

But when he smiled, the contrast was too great. It was like winter snow melting, possessing an indescribable approachability and charisma. However, as the future heir of the Chu family, those were two things he didn’t really need. Chu Yueguang carried the burden of his status; seeing his own smile, he inevitably felt he looked like a fool.

The unsmiling me is handsomer, cooler, and looks more like the Chu heir.

Chu Yueguang said coldly to Li Beiwang: “Delete the photo.”

Li Beiwang didn’t dare provoke him and deleted it immediately. He showed it to him: “I deleted it.”

Chu Yueguang hummed and went back to Gu Qiuyi’s messages. It was already the boy’s bedtime. He had sent: “Brother, it’s late. I’m going to sleep. Goodnight, Brother!”

Chu Yueguang: “Goodnight.”

Chu Yueguang opened his private album and moved Gu Qiuyi’s photo inside. However, just after doing this, a sense of guilt welled up in his heart. After a long silence, he set the private album’s password to twenty digits.

Unfortunately, his memory was too good, and he couldn’t forget it. Thus, burdened with this guilt, he entered the twenty-digit password and browsed the private content once more.

In the following days, Gu Qiuyi wasn’t idle. He really was studying hard. Because of this rare studious attitude, even when he scored double digits on small quizzes, the teachers didn’t scold him—they couldn’t crush the student’s newfound initiative.

Jiang Hansa, however, was on the verge of collapse every time. “How can your English be this bad?! You weren’t like this before!” He grabbed Gu Qiuyi’s English book and showed it to Xu Muqing. “Look! He’s writing Chinese pronunciations under the English words! That’s what I did in the first grade!”

Gu Qiuyi was stunned by Jiang Hansa’s change. “Brother Hansa, are you sure you haven’t hit menopause early?”

Zhao Ming, who was now Jiang Hansa’s desk-mate (and Gu Qiuyi’s former one), chimed in: “The way you three interact really is like a strict father, a gentle mother, and a useless child.”

Jiang Hansa: “…”

Gu Qiuyi looked at Xu Muqing, not yet realizing the gravity of the situation, and gave a stupid grin. “Brother Hansa is the strict father, so Brother Muqing is the gentle mother? Hahahaha, a ‘male mommy’! I want a male mommy! I want a male mommy!”

Xu Muqing glanced at him and said in a very gentle tone: “The last person who called me ‘mommy,’ the grass on their grave is already two meters high.”

Gu Qiuyi: “…” Gu Qiuyi turned to Jiang Hansa. “It’s not my imagination, right? I feel like the usually gentle and easygoing Brother Muqing has also become fierce.”

Jiang Hansa gave a fake smile. “If the father is like this, the mother must be even more desperate for the son to become a ‘dragon.’ You have to stay strong.”

Xu Muqing glanced at Jiang Hansa. Why did this guy look a bit happy?

Gu Qiuyi slumped on his desk and wailed: “If I die one day, I will definitely have been scolded to death.”

Jiang Hansa: “I’ll sit at the kids’ table during the funeral feast.”

Gu Qiuyi: “?”

Zhao Ming raised his hand: “I’ll play the suona.”

Gu Qiuyi: “…” He looked toward Xu Muqing with hope. He must be different from these two, right?

Xu Muqing lowered his eyes and said unhurriedly: “I think I’ll order the baked lobster for the feast.”

Gu Qiuyi: “…”