A large hand instantly clamped around his wrist, as solid as an iron hoop.
The boy froze for a moment, then reflexively tried to wrench himself free.
"You dare lay a hand on the male lead's woman? Are you hoping I die sooner?"
Wu Liang's face darkened as he tightened his grip around the boy's wrist. He had nearly let these punks steal the tower.
He had been too careless. How had he forgotten about this?
After all, He Xue was one of Huihuangxing Academy's renowned school beauties.
It was perfectly normal for boys to hit on her.
Earlier, he had been too focused on figuring out how to get closer to Nan Zhu and become good brothers with him. He had completely forgotten something this important.
If one of the female leads got swept off her feet by someone other than the male lead,
then Wu Liang would truly lose both the lady and the army.
"Huh? Wh... what do you mean, hoping you die sooner?"
The boy stared blankly at Wu Liang, who had suddenly appeared before him. He could not understand what Wu Liang was trying to say.
What did he mean by the male lead's woman? How was he hoping for the other guy to die sooner? What the hell was this student talking about?
"Who are you?"
The white-haired boy frowned at the student who had suddenly interrupted them. A second-year uniform—was he He Xue's classmate?
"Um... could you let go of me first...?"
Feeling the growing pain in his wrist, the boy whose wrist Wu Liang was gripping blushed furiously and stammered.
He had wanted to break free ever since earlier, but this guy was ridiculously strong.
He had used every ounce of strength he had, yet the guy had not budged at all.
"Wu Liang..."
He Xue stared blankly at the person who had suddenly stepped in to help her, her heart immediately becoming a tangled mess of emotions.
Why was he the one helping her out? When just this morning, she had...
"Wu Liang?"
Upon hearing the name from He Xue, the three upperclassmen froze and stared at the handsome guy before them in disbelief.
Wu Liang? They had not heard wrong, had they? This was that pompadour-haired Wu Liang from Class Five, Grade Two?
"Senior, how much longer are you planning to keep touching her?"
Wu Liang increased the force in his hand and flashed what he thought was a gentle smile at the three of them.
The boy cried out in pain and hurriedly removed the hand he had placed on He Xue's shoulder.
The instant he let go, Wu Liang released his wrist as well.
"Pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain..."
The boy's face turned livid as he rubbed his already purple wrist.
Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it. Was Wu Liang trying to cripple his right hand?
Hiss... His blood had nearly stopped circulating... How could that guy's grip strength be so absurd...
"Sorry. I didn't expect Senior's body to be so fragile."
Wu Liang stepped sideways in front of He Xue and smiled faintly.
He discreetly glanced at He Xue, whose face was pale and bloodless, then frowned slightly.
She had forced herself to run a thousand meters despite feeling unwell. He really did not know what she was trying so hard to prove.
"Um... you're... Wu Liang?"
The white-haired boy's eye twitched as he looked at the handsome young man before him. Was this some kind of joke? This guy was that gang leader, Wu Liang?
What kind of international joke was this...? He had heard Wu Liang had been discharged from the hospital, but was this change not a little too outrageous...?
"Senior knows me? Then this is easy. So, are you going to roll away on your own, or do I personally send you rolling away?"
Wu Liang cracked his knuckles and revealed a bright, sunny smile.
Yet the words he spoke sent chills down everyone's backs, making them shudder.
"Ah... this... uh..."
Staring at Wu Liang's handsome face, the three of them abruptly retreated three steps.
So the rumors were true. They had not expected this scoundrel Wu Liang to actually turn over a new leaf just to pursue He Xue.
They were done for, done for, done for. They had actually touched a woman the villainous young master had set his sights on. Were they not dead now...?
"Wu Liang... don't be like this..."
He Xue grabbed Wu Liang's sleeve and tugged it lightly, too afraid to look at his face.
She turned her little face aside and spoke guiltily. She had treated Wu Liang like that before, yet he was still willing to help her without holding a grudge.
"I swear, you..."
Seeing He Xue's exhausted appearance, Wu Liang shook his head with an amused smile.
Without another word, Wu Liang crouched down and scooped He Xue up around the waist. He should get this girl to the infirmary as soon as possible.
"Wu! Wu Liang! What are you doing?!"
He Xue cried out in surprise, having never expected Wu Liang to pick her up.
Because she had no strength left in her body, she could not break free from Wu Liang's embrace.
Yet Wu Liang's sturdy arms and chest gave her a sense of security, and she even briefly felt that this was not so bad.
But once she realized how improper she was acting, her already pale little face instantly turned as red as a ripe apple.
"I'm taking you to the infirmary."
Holding He Xue in his arms and feeling her soft body, Wu Liang raised an eyebrow.
Her feel was completely different from Yao Shi's. He Xue's body was soft and tender like dough.
At such close range, a rosy flush spread across her fair skin. Perhaps she was nervous, because her body was tense and trembling faintly.
"I... I can walk by myself... Put me down already... What will people think if they see us like this...?"
Curled up in Wu Liang's arms, He Xue trembled like a startled rabbit. She buried her head against his chest, not daring to look around.
But when she caught the unique lotus fragrance on Wu Liang's body, she paused. She felt like she had smelled this faint scent somewhere before.
"Let you walk there by yourself? I'm afraid you'll pass out halfway there."
Wu Liang reached his right hand beneath He Xue's thighs to hold her securely. The delicate feel, like cotton candy, stirred something in him.
After secretly marveling at how good she felt, Wu Liang did his best not to jostle He Xue as he walked toward Yuwen Xing...
..
"Um... were we ignored?"
The white-haired boy stared blankly at Wu Liang's retreating figure. After a long silence, he slowly spoke.
"Seems... like it..."
Clutching his agonizing wrist, the boy muttered with a dark expression. What exactly had they accomplished here?
"Watching other people show off their affection really hurts..."
The last boy sighed helplessly. He swore he would never trouble He Xue again.
Especially after seeing Wu Liang nearly crush his friend's wrist with a casual squeeze, he became even more determined.
"Didn't we just look like nameless extras meant to make the protagonist look good in a novel...?"
The white-haired boy spoke with a miserable face. Clearly, Wu Liang was supposed to be the biggest villain boss.
Why had their group become the villains instead? The script was not supposed to be written like this!
The Villain Young Master's Delight
At that moment, the entire Class Five, Grade Two had their eyes fixed on Yuwen Xing and Wu Liang.
More precisely, their eyes were fixed on He Xue in Wu Liang's arms.
Everyone wore blank expressions as they stared lifelessly at the two of them.
Some of the boys in particular stood there looking gray and defeated, their faces filled with despair.
The perfect goddess of their dreams had been carried off just like that. Who could possibly take that?
Not a single person could have guessed that things would develop in this direction.
The girls, meanwhile, stared in disbelief at the deeply bashful He Xue in Wu Liang's arms.
If they remembered correctly, was the relationship between those two not extremely terrible?
Wu Liang used to harass He Xue often, causing her to develop deep hostility toward him.
He Xue, who normally would not even spare Wu Liang a glance, was now curling up shyly in his arms, too embarrassed to make a sound?
Were they seeing things? By all logic, Wu Liang and He Xue should not have had any contact at all.
"So that's what happened. He Xue, why didn't you tell your teacher? I wouldn't have forced you to run the thousand meters if you were unwell."
"If you're feeling sick in the future, tell me right away. Do you understand?"
Yuwen Xing looked sternly at the red-faced He Xue in Wu Liang's arms.
He did hold every student to strict standards, but in a situation like this, he would never make one of his students participate.
"Teacher... I'm sorry..."
He Xue's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, and her burning little face was crimson.
She clutched Wu Liang's uniform tightly, not daring to look at Yuwen Xing or her surrounding classmates.
She knew exactly how embarrassing she looked right now, and she knew that nearly everyone around her was staring at her.
"All right, don't do this again next time. Your health comes first. You should go to the infirmary now."
"Should Wu Liang take you, or should I call a few more boys to come along?"
Yuwen Xing gave Wu Liang a strange look. Since when had this kid become so helpful?
But it did not matter. This was already a world for young people. An old man like him did not need to interfere.
"That won't be necessary. I'm enough, and the infirmary isn't far."
Wu Liang declined Yuwen Xing's kindness on He Xue's behalf.
After what had happened with the upperclassmen hitting on her earlier, he did not dare let He Xue have any contact with other men.
What if He Xue accidentally developed feelings for someone else? The chances of that happening were minuscule, but it was better safe than sorry.
If someone other than the male lead really stole the tower, he would be completely screwed. He did not want to see that happen.
"Mm, then take He Xue to the infirmary and have her checked out."
Yuwen Xing smiled meaningfully. So this was what youth was.
Being young was wonderful. If he had possessed even half of Wu Liang's courage when he was young, he would not have missed his goddess.
Just as Wu Liang had said, the distance from the athletic field to the infirmary was not far.
They could get there in less than five minutes, but those five minutes felt especially long to He Xue.
Pressed tightly against Wu Liang's chest like a kitten, He Xue felt the scorching gazes around her and could clearly hear her heart pounding wildly in her chest.
Wu Liang, on the other hand, appeared extremely calm. His heart beat steadily, as though this was nothing at all.
He Xue took a deep breath and slowly raised her head to look at Wu Liang's face.
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