Chapter 295

Xia Yan, who had gone home last night, returned this morning, a rare occurrence. Unsurprisingly, the faint sounds of him rummaging through drawers and organizing his clothes reached Mu Feng and Xiang Guan's ears. This series of actions didn't last long, and the noise wasn't loud, unlike the roommates next door who played cards late at night, wearing headphones to isolate themselves from the world and screaming to torment their roommates. Xia Yan's behavior in the dorm was beyond question. Clearly, Mu Feng and Xiang Guan shared this sentiment. But at the same time... there was something else that puzzled them as well. What had Xia Yan done at school this morning? What had he done back in the dorm? Why was he organizing his clothes and taking something from the drawer? Suspicious, extremely suspicious. As soon as the door closed, Xiang Guan, who had been hiding under the covers, immediately threw them off. His eyes gleamed as he stared intently at the familiar, almost nauseatingly familiar ceiling. He asked softly, "You otaku, did you hear Brother Yan come back just now?" "Yeah, I heard him..." "Doesn't it seem suspicious? I remember there were only a few things in Brother Yan's drawer. I accidentally saw them when I used his scissors last time." "Oh? What were they?" "Scissors, tape, pencil case, lipstick." "So?" "That's why otaku are otaku. They only pay attention to 2D every day." Xiang Guan was somewhat... A smile crept across Xiang Guan's face as he smoothed his messy, Arnold-style hair and continued, "Brother Yan always wears lipstick before important events. His lips seem to get chapped easily, so this is why." "That means..." "He might be meeting someone today..." Xiang Guan sat up meaningfully, intending to hint at something to Mu... "What the hell? When did you get out of bed and get dressed?" Seeing Mu Feng putting on his coat, Xiang Guan immediately perked up and hurriedly got out of bed to find his socks, muttering under his Red Temperature, his face slightly flushed. Mu Feng picked at his ear, blew on it dismissively, and then stood at the door, ready to leave without answering Xiang Guan. "No!!! Wait for me!!!" Xiang Guan's heart-wrenching voice came from behind. Mu Feng stopped in his tracks, then turned around, his face devilish, and said in the same tone Xiang Guan had used earlier, "A fitness guy is a fitness guy, all he does every day is lift weights and eat protein powder." "You!" Xiang Guan flushed red. Although he was in a hurry, he was already behind Mu Feng, so he quickly put on his clothes. Clearly, both of them had thought of the same thing. First, there were no school events lately. If there was one, it might be the final exams, so there was nothing for Xia Yan to focus on. Second, returning to the dorm meant the person he was supposed to meet was at school. The conclusion was that it was most likely that mysterious girlfriend who had Brother Yan so infatuated. That's why the two of them pretended to be asleep in bed, waiting for Xia Yan to leave before secretly following him to see what was going on. They obviously wouldn't disturb a young couple's date; at most, they'd just get a closer look at the real situation. Wouldn't they be human if they didn't follow him? Who could stand it? Mu Feng and Xiang Guan, sporting messy, frizzy hair, quickly dressed and left the dormitory, completing the entire task in just one minute and eleven seconds—surpassing 88% of college students nationwide. "I'm wearing slippers!" Xiang Guan tree not far from the dormitory entrance, suddenly realized this. Mu Feng looked down and saw Xiang Guan wearing fluffy Usachi slippers under her white socks; anyone who didn't know better would mistake her for a female college student. Just as he was about to complain, Mu Feng turned around and vaguely saw a familiar figure behind Xia Yan, who was alone in the distance... He frowned, and his forgotten memories suddenly resurfaced. Mu Feng immediately felt a sense of urgency and gave Xiang Guan a serious elbow: "This is bad..." "?" Xiang Guan question mark appeared above Mu Feng's serious expression and swallowed his elbow, looking up and following Mu Feng's gaze. Xia Yan's back view was easy to recognize; his clothes were so distinctive that it was impossible for anyone living in the same dorm not to recognize him. But the person between them and Xia Yan ... Xiang Guan also suddenly remembered, Red Temperature instantly. The memory of being a simp was still vivid in his mind. He whispered, "Isn't that Lin Qingyu?? 230. Someone's up to no good." "Why is she here?" Xiang Guan's eyes flashed with deep doubt as he whispered to Mu Feng, his accomplice who was also hiding behind a big tree and following Xia Yan. "You're asking me? Who should I ask?" Mu Feng pursed his lips. Although he was equally puzzled, he simply couldn't understand the situation. He wasn't a mind reader like Lin Qingyu; how could he possibly know what she was thinking, or whether she was just as bored as the two of them, stalking... Xia Yan? After a slight hesitation, Mu Feng took a small step onto the empty road beside him, then slowly lifted his size 42 foot and lightly tapped it forward... Before Xiang Guan could react, he saw Mu Feng rush towards a desolate tree not far from Lin Qingyu, even covering his eyes with a look of utter disappointment. "..." Xiang Guan twitched his lips, but managed to suppress his urge to unleash his fury, and nimbly followed in his slippers. "Can't you at least tell me before you move? Don't just run off alone like that!" "I'm not human!" The stereotype of him being a sports student prompted Xiang Guan to briefly demonstrate his abilities, but knowing he wouldn't harm him, Mu Feng simply sighed to the simple- Xiang Guan: "The reason is important, but following him is also important, Xiang Guan." "Let's follow and think at the same time." "That makes sense." Having reached a consensus, the two silently followed the handsome man in front, sometimes hiding behind trees, sometimes pretending to be idle, scrolling through their phones in a corner. "Isn't it possible they're going the same way? For example, the path we're following is roughly to the school gate. Could Lin Qingyu and Brother Yan also be going the same way and bump into each other?" "Just like we're going the same way as them." Xiang Guan seriously offered a nonsensical conjecture that could exonerate the two of them. "Then why didn't Lin Qingyu go up to them but instead followed the two of us?" "Besides..." "Have you forgotten what she did to us before?" Mu Feng's mind flashed back to the days when he was forced to navigate between two powerful factions for certain reasons, ultimately suffering a disgraceful and tragic end as a notorious double agent. Fortunately, his identity wasn't exposed, and he didn't betray any particularly important information about Brother Yan (his whereabouts weren't especially crucial). But compared to Hua Xin, who threatened him with merely minor incriminating evidence, Lin Qingyu's methods were clearly far more malicious and terrifying. There were many ways to lure Xiang Guan into a trap. For example, a...