"Hello, Xishu. Or should I call you Wen Xun?"
Wen Xishu listened to that pleasing, magnetic voice. He usually associated voices like this with gentle supporting male characters in games or television dramas aimed at women.
And people with voices like that usually weren't particularly good-looking. But Wen Renjing's voice hardly mattered, because his appearance was so pleasing to the eye that a single glance was enough to make him unforgettable.
Wen Xishu suddenly felt that if he had to describe Wen Renjing on paper, the only thing he could say with any certainty was that this person was male.
As for his appearance, Wen Xishu genuinely had no idea how to describe the impression he gave.
But once you met him, all those lines in books about a single encounter ruining you for anyone else no longer seemed exaggerated.
Wen Renjing merely raised a hand, inviting Wen Xishu to sit.
Yet Wen Xishu felt as though the flowers in this forbidden ground had suddenly burst into bloom.
Good lord. He's a super-incubus so extraordinary that even the smallest gesture seems to trigger special effects...
That was Wen Xishu's assessment. This was probably the sort of person books described as seeming to radiate holy light.
Yet in reality, everything was perfectly plain and ordinary.
The game on the chessboard had not been restarted. Wen Xishu had no intention of playing either. He simply sat upright.
Wen Renjing said:
"I'm Wen Renjing. We've actually met before."
Wen Xishu had no such memories. He smiled.
"Sorry. According to the Old Principal, I used to be a dumbass. The person you met must have been that... well, not entirely normal version of me."
Wen Renjing chuckled.
"Teacher is a very, very free-spirited man. Sometimes his choice of words offends people. Don't take it