Chapter 1609: The Fake Young Master Is Going to Be Spoiled by the Real Young Master 39

(Yu Xing and Yu Xing side story)

After school started, the news that Zhu Suisheng and Jin Chen were together spread quickly; on the forum, everyone shipping CP exploded—what about the real and fake young masters! How convenient for them to fall in love!

Seeing his friends' relationships grow ever more stable, Yu Xing felt deeply moved and sighing.

Feeling moved, Chen-ge's love life is completely different from before—it's practically like a piece of wood sprouting buds and blooming; only they could talk sense into this romance.

Sighing, it's been many days since school started; he and Yu Xing are almost always together, and he has never seen the person Yu Xing supposedly likes, leaving him wavering between continuing to like and giving up.

Yu Xing replied to Yu Xing's message, walked out after paying at the supermarket, still holding a bunch of snacks and two bags of chips in his arms.

As soon as he reached the place Yu Xing had mentioned, he saw a guy talking to him not far down the side path; he couldn't hear what they were saying, but the guy looked familiar.

Yu Xing's heart sank slightly.

No way, no way—could that guy be the person Yu Xing likes!

He felt a bit embarrassed, lowered his head, and as he slowly approached, he indeed heard Yu Xing saying words like "like" and "together"; just then his gaze collided with Yu Xing's looking over.

Yu Xing quickly avoided his gaze, made a cheering gesture to encourage him, then turned and walked away, his steps growing faster.

Bumping into the confession scene of his secret crush and roommate—what a mortifying, socially deadly moment in human life.

"Sorry, excuse me." Yu Xing frowned, not understanding why Yu Xing was running, and hurried after him.

"Huh?"

The person confessing to him turned around blankly, "You still haven't said who you actually like!"

Yu Xing caught up with Yu Xing, who was walking toward the dormitory building.

"What are you running for, is there a zombie?"

Yu Xing looked up at him, then quickly averted his gaze; the ears of his bear hat drooped, "I can't handle this embarrassment—who knew you were confessing to someone else?"

But his tone sounded sour no matter how you listened.

Yu Xing took the snacks he was holding, was about to explain something when he suddenly paused, his steps stopping in front of Yu Xing; he bent down to look at Yu Xing's slightly red eyes, and his heart stirred.

"You..."

Yu Xing lost his usual lighthearted teasing, lowered his head and leaned in, tugging at the bear ears and shaking them, "Why are you crying? You... aren't you jealous?"

"I'm not jealous, you're talking nonsense." Yu Xing would never admit it.

"Let me explain first," Yu Xing said, looking into his eyes, "That person came to confess to me; I didn't accept, that's all."

Yu Xing thought, drew out an "oh" sound, bit his lip, and asked, "Then who is the person you like? Why have I never heard you mention them?"

Yu Xing chuckled, "It's you."

"Too bad you're straight—I can't do that despicable thing."

He deliberately emphasized that he was straight, and then saw Yu Xing's eyes shift from surprise to slight annoyance, "You keep bringing this up—it's all your fault; I was straight to begin with."

Yu Xing:?

"Fine, then blame me."

He moved in again, "Let me make it up to you—will you be my boyfriend?"

Yu Xing's face instantly flushed red, unable to hide anything.

He wanted to walk past Yu Xing forward, "Just watch... your performance, huh!"

Yu Xing was pulled into an embrace, blinking blankly.

"Even a prospective boyfriend deserves privileges." Yu Xing hugged him and laughed, "Like a kiss?"

Yu Xing's heart raced, "No... we can't do that here; let's talk back in the dorm."

He pressed his forehead against Yu Xing's, eyes full of shyness but also a threat, "Otherwise I'll go tell Shengsheng that you're bullying me."

Yu Xing: "..."

"From now on, you're not allowed to be friends with Zhu Suisheng!"

Yu Xing somewhat wanted to laugh, took his hand and rode the elevator up; while Yu Xing was still fuming, he quickly planted a kiss on his face.

"Do you really like me?" Yu Xing asked.

"Like." Yu Xing became much more serious, "The kind that likes to accompany you while eating original-flavor chips."

Yu Xing laughed nonstop, took out the cucumber-flavored chips, "What a coincidence—I now find cucumber flavor tasty too."