He Was Clearly Trying to Anger Him to Death

"Yu An, what did you say? Speak louder, I can't hear you."

Song Yuechi was somewhere incredibly noisy. Yu An repeated himself three times, but Song Yuechi still said he couldn't hear him.

Yu An gave up.

He decided to rely on himself instead.

"Goodbye." Yu An ended the call, sat down at his desk, and started drawing.

Whenever he couldn't figure something out, he was used to doing something with his hands. Anything would do—he could usually think things through quickly that way.

The previous sketch was still lying on the desk.

It was the muscular hunk design for a phone case.

Although he had drawn it exactly like the widely circulated pool photo on the campus forum, it still felt unfamiliar to him.

After all, he had never seen it with his own eyes.

What Yu An was more familiar with was He Li'an in his uniform, handsome and elegant.

He hesitated a little when he first put pen to paper, but after outlining the shape, his strokes gradually became more confident.

He Li'an's features were classically handsome, making him easy to draw. He needed no artistic embellishment at all; simply reproducing him as he was made for a perfect portrait.

His eye sockets were slightly deeper than most people's, his pupils pitch-black. His thick brows made him look gentle and charming when he smiled, yet fierce when he was angry. His nose was high and straight, his jawline clean and smooth, and his lips were a healthy color, always curved in a smile.

After he finished, Yu An stared at it for a while before hurriedly grabbing a book to cover it.

Strange.

He Li'an's eyes seemed to possess some kind of magic. Even though they were only drawn, staring at them for too long made Yu An's heart pound wildly.

By the time Yu An's heartbeat calmed down, he had made his decision as well.

According to Song Yuechi's "fishing" theory, it would be better if he didn't live at He Li'an's house.

Going to school together and eating together every day—what freshness could possibly be left in that?

When he went to school on Monday, Yu An spotted Song Yuechi waiting at the school gate from a distance.

The moment Yu An got out of the car, Song Yuechi enthusiastically waved at him. But when he saw He Li'an getting out with him, the smile vanished from Song Yuechi's face in an instant.

Yu An turned to He Li'an. "I'll go back by myself tonight. You don't need to have the driver pick me up."

He noticed that He Li'an's expression was no better than Song Yuechi's.

Even though there was the faintest hint of a smile at the corners of He Li'an's lips, Yu An could sense his displeasure.

Song Yuechi and He Li'an seemed to dislike each other very much.

He Li'an frowned. "Where are you going?"

"To look for an apartment." Once Yu An decided to do something, he always completed it as quickly as possible.

His goal was to move out of the He family's home within the week.

He Li'an's expression changed slightly. "You're moving out?"

"Mm."

After receiving that affirmative answer, He Li'an's voice grew even deeper. "So you're informing me now?"

"Mm." Yu An paused, then asked in confusion, "Are you angry?"

He didn't think there was anything wrong with informing He Li'an after making his decision, so he didn't understand why He Li'an would be angry.

He Li'an tugged at the corner of his mouth. He looked like he was smiling, but his voice was cold. "I'm not."

Yet Yu An felt as though he had become even angrier.

His phone was vibrating. It was probably Song Yuechi urging him to come over.

Yu An tried to persuade He Li'an. "Don't be angry. I'm leaving first."

After saying that, he turned and quickly headed toward Song Yuechi.

As He Li'an watched his retreating figure, rage surged beneath his calm expression, so intense that even clenching his teeth couldn't suppress it.

And he was telling him not to get angry?

He was clearly trying to anger him to death!

This kid really knew how to make people mad!

He had made a decision and come to inform him, yet he wasn't even willing to explain another word before turning around to find that blond-haired... blond male classmate.

"You're moving out of He Li'an's house to live on your own? That's great! I totally support you!" After hearing Yu An's decision, Song Yuechi enthusiastically threw his arms around in approval.

He had always felt that Yu An was getting the short end of the stick by living with He Li'an.

Yu An had always made decisions on his own. This was the first time a decision he had made received someone else's support—he couldn't describe the feeling, only that it felt very good.

Song Yuechi said eagerly, "When are you moving? I'll come help."

Yu An said, "Once I find a place."

Thinking that Yu An didn't know many people at school, Song Yuechi guessed he might not be from A City and asked worriedly, "Do you know where to look?"

"I do." Yu An said confidently, "I've already picked an area. I'll go take a look after school."

Song Yuechi asked, "By yourself?"

Yu An nodded.

Song Yuechi stared at Yu An for a moment. No one knew what he was thinking, but his expression turned solemn. "I'll go with you."

"I can manage by myself."

"You don't understand. A good-looking guy like you can be very unsafe out there..."

"...?"

After the final class, Yu An packed his bag and headed out with Song Yuechi.

Song Yuechi was calling his driver. Yu An walked quietly beside him, occasionally reaching through his clothes to touch the phone in his pocket.

After the last class every day before, he would receive a message or a call from He Li'an.

But today was so quiet.

There were no calls and no messages.

Was He Li'an still angry?

He Li'an didn't seem like someone with such a bad temper...

"Yu An?"

"Mm?"

Yu An came back to himself and found Song Yuechi standing with his hands on his hips, glaring at him. "What are you thinking about? I called you several times."

Yu An answered honestly, "I was thinking about He Li'an."

Song Yuechi's eyes widened even further. Then he shook his head in disappointment. "You're hopeless."

"How am I hopeless?" Yu An pressed.

Song Yuechi said nothing, merely shaking his head as he walked.

Behind them, He Li'an emerged from the corner at the end of the corridor and blended into the crowd as he followed them.

He didn't feel at ease letting Yu An look for an apartment alone.

Song Yuechi's driver had already pulled up at the school gate. Yu An and Song Yuechi got into the car, and immediately afterward, He Li'an took the car keys from his own driver.

As He Li'an started the car, he told the driver standing outside the window, "Take a cab home yourself. Get Zhu Wen to reimburse the fare."

"Yes, Young Master." The driver nodded respectfully.

After arriving at the place they had arranged to meet the real estate agent, Song Yuechi had the driver leave first and told him they would call when they were done.

The agent greeted them enthusiastically. "Hello, I'm Xiao Li. You're the ones who made an appointment to view an apartment, right?"

"Yes, that's us!" Song Yuechi stepped forward and deliberately lowered his voice, trying to sound experienced.

But both of them looked quite young. Although their coats hid the uniforms beneath, it was still obvious that they were students inexperienced in worldly matters.

The agent's gaze carefully swept over them before he said with a smiling face, "All right, I'll take you to see the apartment."

With that, he turned and led them toward the residential complex.

The agent was very talkative, and Song Yuechi was outgoing, so the two quickly began chatting and laughing. Yu An was the only one who remained silent throughout.

It wasn't until there were fewer and fewer pedestrians, and the road became narrower and quieter, that Song Yuechi finally grew uneasy. Tugging lightly at Yu An, he whispered, "Why do I feel like something's not right?"

Yu An said, "Mm, we've been tricked."