Lin Li and Wang Ze stared at each other in silence. Lin Li raised his chin.
Wang Ze, already beyond despair, no longer cared what Lin Li wanted to do. He merely looked at him lifelessly, waiting for what came next.
Yet Lin Li remained silent, urging Wang Ze on with his eyes.
"What? Why? Why aren't you saying anything?" Wang Ze asked, somewhat dumbfounded.
Only then did Lin Li let out a long breath and pat Wang Ze on the shoulder. "I was waiting for you to speak."
"Why?" Wang Ze did not understand.
"As the saying goes, say the ugly words first. So you had to open the topic. I'm handsome, so handsome words can only come afterward." Lin Li smiled warmly and explained in great detail.
Wang Ze: "..."
Fuck your mother.
"Fuck, you're chasing me down to kill me? What's the point of living? I'm jumping!"
Wang Ze dejectedly stripped off all his clothes.
Lin Li quickly backed away, afraid Wang Ze was planning to have a Profound Pass Battle with him.
Oni-chan stuff was a no-no.
"Come on, let's go back next door. Maybe my taste really is a little off. Lin Li, help me pick some clothes. Godfather, I'm begging you. I'll do anything."
Wang Ze dragged Lin Li toward the neighboring room.
"Fine."
Since he had nothing better to do, Lin Li nodded and followed.
"Wang Ze, tell me first. What kind of style are you going for?"
As Wang Ze pulled a stack of clothes from his wardrobe and tossed them onto the bed, Lin Li stepped forward to sort through them, raising his head in distaste as he asked.
There seemed to be plenty of clothes in that pile that were not School Uniforms. At Nansang Middle School, where students were