No Obligation to Comfort You

Bang.

The dormitory door was pushed open.

Huo Yuhao shuffled inside, radiating an unmistakable keep-out aura.

The irritation on his face was impossible to hide.

Even the air around him seemed several degrees colder.

Wang Dong was sitting idly on her bed at the time.

Unlike usual, she had not gone off to cultivate today. She had deliberately stayed in the dormitory, intending to wait for Huo Yuhao so they could go to the cafeteria together.

Noticing how terrible he looked, Wang Dong froze slightly.

"What's wrong with you?"

Wang Dong jumped down from the bed and hurried over barefoot, without even putting on her slippers.

Her delicate face was full of curiosity.

"Nothing."

Huo Yuhao walked to the table and poured himself a large cup of cold water.

Gulp, gulp.

He drained it in one go.

Shrek's higher-ups were simply a bunch of unreasonable idiots.

He would remember this debt.

"What exactly happened?"

Wang Dong clearly did not believe him.

She stubbornly grabbed Huo Yuhao's sleeve, her pink-blue eyes staring straight at him.

She looked as though she would not let go until he told her.

Huo Yuhao had no way to deal with her pestering, so he could only set the empty cup down heavily on the table.

"Yan Shaozhe came to see me just now."

Huo Yuhao looked at Wang Dong, his tone extremely displeased. "He brought out an agreement and planned to have me enter into an engagement with Ma Xiaotao."

The moment he finished speaking.

Wang Dong's pupils suddenly contracted.

"What?!"

With a shrill cry, Wang Dong practically leaped into the air.

She had genuinely been scared stiff, her short pink-blue hair nearly standing on end.

Her sudden violent reaction startled even Huo Yuhao.

What was this girl getting so worked up for?

Wang Dong's mind was now filled with what had happened by Sea God Lake.

That red-haired madwoman.

She actually wanted to rob the cradle?

It was one thing to snatch someone in broad daylight, but now she was shameless enough to escalate to tricking him into marriage?

Yan Shaozhe was a muddleheaded old fool too.

How old was Huo Yuhao? How old was that woman?

"You... you..."

Wang Dong raised one trembling finger and pointed at Huo Yuhao.

There was an obvious sob in her voice.

She swallowed hard and asked in the most urgent tone possible, "Did you agree?"

It was over.

What if this bastard had really been bewitched by that woman's figure?

He was still a normal man. How could he possibly resist an inner courtyard senior who was practically going commando?

Wang Dong stared at him intently.

She was terrified that he would say the one word that would make her collapse.

"No."

Huo Yuhao shook his head and gave Wang Dong a look as though she were an idiot.

What nonsense was she talking about?

How could he use the rest of his life as a bargaining chip?

Hearing that denial.

Wang Dong was instantly relieved.

The heart that had been lodged in her throat finally fell back into place.

As long as he had not agreed, it was fine.

It seemed this pig was not completely stupid. He had not been bought off by that woman's wild kissing.

But.

Before she could fully let out that long sigh of relief.

Huo Yuhao pulled out a chair and dropped into it.

He casually picked up an ancient book from the table and calmly added.

"How could I agree to something like that? I already have a fiancée."

The air completely froze.

The dormitory fell into deathly silence.

As the breeze passed outside the window, even the rustling of leaves could be heard.

Wang Dong's body, which had just relaxed, stiffened like stone.

She stared blankly at the boy before her.

It was as though a bolt of heavenly lightning had exploded in her mind.

What?

A fiancée?

She had guarded against that wild woman from the inner courtyard, only to find someone else had already stolen her home?

No.

This pig had been claimed by someone else long ago.

And it was with the completely legitimate status of a fiancée.

Why had she never known?

"You... what did you say?"

Wang Dong clenched her teeth tightly, her voice trembling so badly she could barely form a complete sentence.

"I said."

Huo Yuhao flipped open the book without even looking up.

He said each word distinctly, "I already have a fiancée."

Boom.

Wang Dong felt as though her sanity had completely collapsed.

An indescribably enormous sense of grievance swept over her like a tsunami.

"Huo Yuhao!"

"How could you do this?!"

Wang Dong's emotions instantly spiraled out of control.

Moisture rapidly gathered in her beautiful eyes, turning into large teardrops that rolled wildly down her fair cheeks.

She broke down and began to cry.

There was no attempt to hide it at all. It was a hysterical accusation.

Her voice choked with sobs.

Every word became blurred by her crying.

What was this supposed to mean?

She had guarded against this person and that person every day, cautiously hovering around him.

Yet he had already belonged to someone else.

What was this supposed to mean?!

Watching Wang Dong cry until she looked like a tear-stained flower, Huo Yuhao frowned slightly.

This was completely baffling.

He only felt that this girl was being utterly unreasonable.

Their relationship was purely that of classmates. At most, he treated her like a younger sister and looked after her. That was all.

They were roommates. They bickered a little normally, and although they were indeed on good terms, they were just brothers.

Who was she putting on this act of an abandoned resentful wife for?

Wang Dong cried so hard that she looked pitiful, her shoulders trembling with sobs.

At a time like this.

Any normally developed boy.

Faced with the tears of such a stunningly beautiful youth, would have long since panicked and rushed over to comfort her gently.

Even if she was dressed as a boy.

Even a grown man would have softened at the sight.

Unfortunately, Huo Yuhao was not an ordinary boy.

As a college student who had lived two lives and possessed an extremely mature mind.

His approach to interpersonal relationships had always been absolutely rational.

If he went over to comfort her now, aside from making her more melodramatic and creating unnecessary trouble for himself later.

There was no benefit at all.

Letting the little brat process her emotions on her own was the most efficient solution.

With that thought.

Huo Yuhao withdrew his gaze.

He sat upright at the table, quietly reading the ancient text in his hands as he continued deducing the theory of soul power assimilating matter.

About seven or eight minutes passed.

Wang Dong was still crying beside him.

Only, her loud crying had turned into aggrieved sniffles.

As she wiped away her tears, she secretly glanced at Huo Yuhao's back with red, swollen eyes.

He was completely silent.

Cold and indifferent.

This bastard had not only failed to come comfort her, he had not even said a single word of consolation.

His straight back was like an icy wall.

He sat there peacefully while she looked like a ridiculous clown beside him.

Why?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. The rage in her heart gradually burned through the last thread of her reason.

Wang Dong stood up, sniffling.

She rushed straight to Huo Yuhao's side, raised her arm, and with a smack.

She viciously knocked the book from his hand.

The thick ancient book fell onto the floor with a dull thud.

"Why?"

Wang Dong bit down hard on her bloodless lips, tears in her eyes as she asked aggrievedly, "Why didn't you come comfort me?"

Huo Yuhao sighed.

He turned his head and expressionlessly looked into her reddened eyes.

"First."

He raised one finger and analyzed seriously, "You were crying so miserably just now, and your emotions were extremely unstable. I thought you needed some time to calm down by yourself."

"Second."

Huo Yuhao's tone was utterly flat.

There was not even a trace of emotion in it.

"We are only ordinary roommates."

"From the perspective of equal rights and responsibilities, I have no obligation to comfort you."

She looked at the utterly unmoved face before her.

Listening to those words that sounded so thoroughly businesslike,

Wang Dong froze.

The tears at the corners of her eyes stopped falling.

That was right.

What was she to him?

Just an ordinary friend?

Roommate?

Huo Yuhao had always treated her like a good brother. She had no standing to demand anything of him.

This was the male identity she had painstakingly maintained herself.

Then why did she feel so miserable?

It was as if a huge piece had been hollowed out of her heart.

Only now did she realize that, through all those days together—their bickering, the everyday meals she cooked and fed him—

she had long since grown used to his presence.

Without realizing it,

she had fallen for this seemingly easygoing yet cold, scheming boy.

That was why she felt as though her territory had been invaded today, to the point of breaking down.

Having figured it all out,

Wang Dong's gaze gradually changed.

Her rationality had returned.

But when her eyes fell on Huo Yuhao's businesslike face,

her anger only flared even higher.

Especially when her gaze swept over Huo Yuhao's cheek and lips, the absurd scene from a few days ago by Sea God Lake—when Ma Xiaotao had pinned that bastard to the ground and kissed him wildly—

surfaced in her mind again, completely beyond her control.

Unforgivable.

Her own cabbage was practically being gnawed down to the stalk by someone else.

And he was still here talking to her about equal rights and responsibilities.

To hell with rationality.

"Why are you spacing out?"

Seeing Wang Dong standing there in a daze, Huo Yuhao was just about to remind her—

when, the next second,

a powerful gust carrying a girl's unique fragrance swept toward him.

Like a furious little leopardess, Wang Dong pounced straight at him.

She was unbelievably fast.

Before Huo Yuhao could react, his eyes widening in shock,

she vaulted over the back of the chair, wrapped both arms tightly around his neck, and lunged forward.

Chomp!

She sank her teeth hard into Huo Yuhao's fair cheek.