When I walked all the way back to Poet Academy with Geya, only to find her hurrying off as if she had a date with someone,
Su Wen clutched his chest, his heart dead:
"Heartbreak is a damp, dreary rain.
You can see the storm clouds coming, yet you still refuse to leave... Boo-hoo!"
What else could someone be rushing off to do at two in the morning?
He'd heard from the start that his senior was "flighty," but he'd thought he might be the exception who could make her stay!
Su Wen's imagination was running away with him again.
He imagined himself as the lucky one his senior favored, the two of them about to raise their glasses together. In the enchanting night, his senior's rosy lips drew close to his ear, her fragrant breath soft against his skin as she shyly told him to stay in her room that night...
"Ow!"
With a thud, it felt like a heavy book had been dropped on his head. Wincing, Su Wen hurriedly turned around.
"Senior Bruto? What are you doing here?"
"Obviously, I'm going to a brothel."
Bruto, his brown hair hanging long, looked utterly spent. Grinning, he slung an arm around Su Wen's shoulders.
"They've been selling a new batch of noble elixirs at the brothel lately. There happened to be a poets' gathering, so I went to try them out."
"Senior, those things could damage your brain..."
"Get your mind out of the gutter. It wasn't that kind of potion!"
Bruto smacked him on the head again.
"It's a, uh... potion that gets your blood pumping!
Do you know why those noble lords keep finding illegitimate children out in the countryside? Where do you think they get all that energy?"
"Th-then please take care of yourself."
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