Chapter 272

After reviewing the daily reports, Shen Yan looked up suddenly and realized that it had started to rain lightly outside at some point.

He walked to the window and began to watch it quietly.

"Patter, patter!"

The winter rain was like fine silk, drifting and scattering, adorning this cold world; raindrops left streaks of water on the glass window, like tears frozen in the cold winter.

Feeling his phone vibrate, he picked it up to take a look.

It was a message from Lin Yang.

"Old Shen, when are you free? I'll pay you back that five hundred."

Shen Yan then remembered that when he went to the Police Station to pay a fine, Lin Yang had borrowed five hundred yuan from him; Lin Yang, having made a big mistake, had been lectured severely by his father and had his living expenses cut in half, to the point that he hadn't been able to pay the money back until now.

So he replied: "You haven't gone home yet?"

Lin Yang: "Sigh! Something unexpected happened. If it's convenient for you, I'll pay you back."

Shen Yan: "No rush, let's talk when we meet next semester."

He thought the topic would end there, but unexpectedly, Lin Yang called him, his words full of annoyance.

"I really don't need the money urgently; it won't be too late to pay me back next semester," Shen Yan said.

However, that was not what Lin Yang wanted to talk about at all; his tone was full of annoyance: "Old Shen, is anyone next to you? I was so drunk and muddled two days ago that I did something stupid."

Shen Yan said there was no one next to him and asked what the situation was, and then Lin Yang began to recount his experience.

He was an optimist, and his previous dissatisfaction with Shen Yan had long since vanished; with something bottled up inside and nowhere to vent, he just wanted to find someone to confide in.

Looking around the entire dormitory, no one could compare to Shen Yan in terms of intelligence or emotional quotient.

"Old Shen, I'm not afraid to tell you, but I actually haven't been able to let go of Yue'er... Huh? Why don't you have any reaction?"

Shen Yan scoffed: "With those little thoughts of yours, did you really think I couldn't see through them?"

Lin Yang gave a sheepish smile and continued his narrative: "I know the probability of me and Yue'er getting together is slim to none, but I just can't let her go. After the party ended that day, I wanted to find her to play games together, but who knew she..."

"She actually said to me, 'Lin Yang, cherish the girl who likes you. You and I will only ever be two parallel lines that cannot intersect. Don't waste any more time on me.'"

Speaking of this, Lin Yang's tone couldn't help but choke up; the person he had been thinking of day and night had told him to cherish someone else.

To him, there was nothing more hurtful than those words.

The pain of a broken heart was likely nothing more than this.

Shen Yan had already known about this situation; at the time, he and Wu Yueer were snuggled up together on the bed, as thick as thieves, and Wu Yueer had sent the message with her own hands right in front of him.

Shen Yan comforted him: "It's not the first time anyway, look on the bright side."

Lin Yang clutched his chest, feeling like he needed a quick-acting heart pill.

Damn it! He shouldn't have made this call.

At the same time, there was a knock on the office door.

Fang walked in gracefully, wearing a light crimson long coat that fit her perfectly, paired with blue high-waisted trousers and black mid-calf boots.

Shen Yan sat back in his office chair, crossed his legs, and leaned back lazily, telling Lin Yang to continue; seeing he was on the phone, Fang didn't disturb him and locked the door behind her.

She came behind Shen Yan and began to knead his shoulders with just the right amount of pressure.

It had to be said, her technique was quite skilled, and it felt truly comfortable being massaged like this.

Lin Yang's voice continued to drift from the phone.

The matter was actually not complicated; under the weight of the blow, Lin Yang's mood was as dark as a sky filled with storm clouds, and he suddenly wanted to get dead drunk.

What can dispel sorrow? Only wine.

Looking around the dormitory, Tang Song was outside performing a farewell ritual with Yuan Mingqing, and Shen Yan was most likely with his girlfriend, leaving only Zhu Baoping.

He was useless!

Lin Yang would rather drink himself to death alone than let that guy know about his embarrassing situation.

Just then, the girl who had been bringing him breakfast recently sent a message: "When are you going home? (smiley face)"

Lin Yang replied: "Are you free now? I'm in a bad mood, come out and have a drink with me."

It was already ten-thirty at night, the dormitory was about to close, and Zheng Jiayue agreed without a second thought.

Afterward, the two of them went to a barbecue skewer shop on Zijin Road.

After sitting down, Lin Yang drank while pouring out the unhappiness in his heart; the goddess he had liked for so long held him in contempt, and his heart was bitter.

Zheng Jiayue had a deep impression of Wu Yueer; she was a head taller than her, with a flawless figure and appearance, a true beauty of the world. No wonder Lin Yang was obsessed with her; even she, as a girl, couldn't resist Wu Yueer's charm.

But such a goddess was not something an ordinary person could hope for.

Given Lin Yang's conditions in every aspect, it wasn't surprising that his pursuit failed, but Lin Yang's infatuation made Zheng Jiayue feel both happy and worried, thinking this boy was truly good.

He hated evil, was helpful, and was infatuated... ten thousand times better than Hao Ziqiang.

So she comforted him from the side: "Don't think about those unhappy things, I'll drink with you and cast all your troubles away."

"Good, let's get drunk together today."

Then, with cups clinking and toasts exchanged, it wasn't long before the two, whose alcohol tolerance was average, were bleary-eyed, but their consciousness was still clear; after paying the bill, they supported each other and opened a room at a nearby hotel.

Walking into the room, Lin Yang helped Zheng Jiayue onto the bed; Zheng Jiayue was wearing a short skirt, and her jade-like legs were outlined straight and shapely by her leggings, a sight that made Lin Yang feel a bit feverish.

He controlled himself not to look, but under the influence of alcohol, Zheng Jiayue only felt hot all over and began to remove her thick clothing herself.

First the coat, then the sweater, shoes, leggings... she didn't care at all that there was a hot-blooded young man next to her.

The gradually revealed fair skin was like an accelerant, instantly igniting the fire in Lin Yang's heart; he had been holding back a breath, wanting to fall in love, wanting to find a woman.

So he couldn't hold back, leaned down, and kissed those rosy lips heavily.

It was like a wild beast plundering.

"Mmph!" Zheng Jiayue was startled, but after discovering it was Lin Yang kissing her, she didn't push him away; instead, she took the initiative to wrap her arms around the back of his neck, responding passionately.

In a drunken state, Lin Yang's large hands were driven by male instinct; after wandering up and down, he wasn't satisfied and continued to undo Zheng Jiayue's clothes.

That night, Lin Yang, this pure and innocent young man, appeared very embarrassed; the knowledge he had learned from videos was forgotten completely, leaving only a mind full of desire.

He discovered that he knew how to do nothing, and was even lost.

Yet Zheng Jiayue was so gentle, like a searchlight, guiding the path ahead for Lin Yang.

It was also on this very night that Lin Yang finally experienced what it felt like to be a man, an unprecedented joy and satisfaction, and Zheng Jiayue also did her best to please Lin Yang.