Panic, unease, fear—countless negative emotions swirled within her heart, impossible to dispel.
What had happened years ago had always been a demon in her heart that she refused to revisit, yet now someone had exposed it again...
"Are you all right, Miss Ning Shuang? Your complexion doesn't look very good."
Han Yu smiled at Ning Shuang. Though her expression was hidden behind the mask, Ning Shuang's face had to be terribly pale.
All the strength had been drained from her in an instant. After all, that matter was no small thing to her...
"Eh? Where did that brat Wu Liang go?"
Liu Yan, who had suddenly entered the infirmary, looked doubtfully at the two women before her.
Why was Wu Liang gone? Hadn't she told that brat to keep watch here for her?
"Ah, Teacher Liu, Wu Liang just went out. He Xue has already fallen asleep, so I stayed here for him."
After seeing Liu Yan return, Han Yu had no intention of continuing to pester Ning Shuang.
In any case, she had already achieved her goal. Ning Shuang could think it over herself.
"Oh? You're his classmate? Thanks for your hard work."
"Then, this student, are you feeling unwell?"
Liu Yan took off her trench coat and hung it on the coat rack.
Looking at Ning Shuang, who stood rooted to the spot, Liu Yan walked over and asked softly.
"I'm fine... I... I'll be leaving first..."
Ning Shuang lowered her head, the hair over her forehead concealing her expression as she spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.
She absolutely couldn't... absolutely couldn't let that matter be brought up again...
P.S.: I also found Ning Shuang's concept art. I suggest everyone overlook the issue of her chest being too small.
Wu Liang Likes Black-Stockinged Legs
"So those two have already left?"
Wu Liang said irritably after failing to find Yao Shi and Milutin in the main building.
Yao Shi didn't answer when he called her, and Milutin couldn't be reached either. Had the two of them vanished into thin air?
"Tsk..."
Wu Liang smacked his lips after glancing at his phone.
Forget it. Yao Shi would give him a reasonable explanation later anyway.
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way~~
An annoying ringtone rang from the phone in his hand.
Looking at the unfamiliar number displayed on the screen, Wu Liang fell into thought. Should he answer it or not?
If nothing unexpected happened, calls from numbers like this were either scammers or salespeople trying to sell massage equipment.
With a tap, Wu Liang hung up without hesitation. "I'd better go back to the infirmary and take a look."
Wu Liang stroked his chin as he silently pondered. Ning Shuang was still there.
It really wasn't appropriate to leave her there alone.
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way~~
Before Wu Liang could put his phone back into his pocket, the annoying ringtone rang again.
It was still the same number from before, utterly persistent.
"Are they sick or something?"
Wu Liang ignored the ringing and stuffed his phone straight into his pocket.
If those scammers liked calling so much, then he'd let them call to their hearts' content.
But Wu Liang had clearly underestimated their perseverance. The piercing ringtone rang almost nonstop.
Less than five seconds after the ringtone stopped, the other party called again, looking determined to stubbornly battle Wu Liang to the end.
"This is the first time I've seen such a persistent scammer. With the time they're spending seriously competing with me here, they could've probably already tricked several old folks."
With a dark expression, Wu Liang pressed the answer button. He wanted to see just what kind of oddball this persistent scammer was.
"Student Wu Liang, it's quite impressive that you could endure that much noise for so long."
The female voice from the receiver sounded somewhat familiar, but Wu Liang couldn't remember where he had heard it before.
She was a student of Huihuangxing Academy; that much was certain. Yet he didn't remember anyone knowing his private contact information.
"I suppose you're wondering who I am right now. You saw my body not long ago, yet you can't even remember my voice?"
"I didn't expect you to be such a shallow, vulgar man. Why did I ever fall for you? Ah~ what a painful choice..."
The woman's voice from the receiver sounded somewhat despondent, and even her tone carried a faint tremble.
Her trembling voice carried a sobbing note. She seemed to want to roar herself hoarse, yet her raspy throat made it sound pale and powerless.
Like the heroine of a melodramatic romance who had been betrayed by the male lead, her hoarse voice perfectly conveyed the despair of someone at the end of her rope.
President Su Qian, what a shame you aren't performing Romeo and Juliet at the Royal Theater.
Wu Liang clenched his phone, the corner of his mouth twitching as he muttered.
Among everyone he knew, no one besides Su Qian could say something like that without feeling the slightest embarrassment.
"Oh? It seems my performance wasn't bad. It's truly surprising to receive praise from Student Wu Liang."
Su Qian swept away her earlier mournful tone, her lazy voice sounding as though she had just woken up.
She even gave off the languid air of an aristocratic lady waking from an afternoon nap, her seductive voice teasing at Wu Liang's heart.
How did you get my contact information?
"I'm the student council president, after all. Something like that isn't too difficult for me."
What do you want with me? If you just called to show off your dramatic talent, I'm hanging up.
"You really have no sense of fun. All right, let's get down to business. I've already sorted out the files. You can come collect them from me."
"Hm?"
Wu Liang was slightly stunned upon hearing that. Since when had Su Qian become so easy to talk to?
He had thought it would take some time to get the files from her, yet she had already prepared them for him.
"Don't be surprised. I've been rather bored lately, so I sorted them out for you while I was at it."
Su Qian chuckled softly on the other end of the phone. It was clear that she was in a fairly good mood.
Then thank you very much, President Su Qian.
Wu Liang couldn't figure out what Su Qian was plotting.
In his impression, Su Qian wasn't such an agreeable person. She loved teasing others.
Back when he had played the game again as a player, he had suffered plenty at Su Qian's hands.
Now that Su Qian had so generously sorted out the files for him, Wu Liang couldn't help but become a little wary.
This was a classic case of a weasel paying respects to a chicken—she was up to no good.
"I wonder if Student Wu Liang still remembers that he owes me one condition."
Of course I remember. Have you already thought of what you want me to do?
The moment Wu Liang heard Su Qian say that, his heart skipped a beat. Just as he feared, it had come to this.
He had wondered why Su Qian had taken the initiative to contact him today. So she had already decided on her condition.
He couldn't let his guard down when speaking with Su Qian. One careless move, and he might fall into a ditch.
"Student Wu Liang, talking like this is rather inconvenient. Could you please hang up and turn around to look behind you?"
Holding her phone, Su Qian walked behind Wu Liang, rose lightly onto her toes, and leaned close to his ear as she spoke softly.
"Su Qian?"
The clear, alluring female voice sounded right beside Wu Liang's ear.
Su Qian, dressed in her uniform, leaned against his back and looked at him with a beaming smile.
She wore black, translucent pantyhose with shorts that hugged her hips. Her two long legs were slender and shapely, and the sunlight revealed faint hints of flesh beneath the stockings.
Wu Liang's gaze was now almost entirely fixed on Su Qian's pair of delicate, alluring legs, as smooth and seductive as a water snake's.
**Her full thighs, wrapped in pantyhose, looked springy. Just looking at them was enough to tell that Su Qian's thighs were wonderfully soft and plush.
Her well-proportioned calves, meanwhile, had not a trace of excess flesh. Those black-stockinged legs were lush yet slender, making one want to give them a hard squeeze.
"Say, Student Wu Liang, don't tell me you're a black-stocking leg fetishist?"
Seeing Wu Liang's gaze settle unabashedly on her legs,
Su Qian coughed twice and tugged her skirt down slightly.
This was the first time she had encountered someone who stared so fixedly at her thighs.
"What's wrong with liking beautiful legs in black stockings?"
Wu Liang spoke with a serious expression, without the slightest hint that he was joking.
I Want You~
"What's wrong with liking beautiful legs in black stockings?"
Wu Liang looked straight into Su Qian's eyes and spoke in all seriousness.
He knew very clearly that he was a leg fetishist, especially whenever he saw perfect long legs like Su Qian's.
Wu Liang couldn't help taking a few extra looks. If someone asked why, it was because he was a man. What was wrong with men being perverts?
"You're not... you're not wrong..."
Su Qian was somewhat dumbfounded. Looking at Wu Liang, who had suddenly become so serious, she didn't know what to say for a moment.
There was probably only one man in the world who could seriously declare his love for beautiful legs in black stockings in front of a woman: Wu Liang.
Yet she couldn't find any better reason to refute him, because what Wu Liang said wasn't entirely unreasonable. After all, she was a beauty.
"Mm, that's more like it. So, what did you want to see me about?"
Wu Liang nodded in satisfaction, then asked why Su Qian had sought him out.
Since Su Qian had contacted him of her own accord, she naturally needed something from him.
He didn't believe Su Qian had called him merely because she was bored.
"Ah? Mm, ahem..."
"It's inconvenient to stand around here. Let's go talk in that pavilion over there. Someone is already waiting for us there."
Su Qian, who had been left somewhat dazed by Wu Liang's earlier remarks, suddenly jolted back to her senses.
Holding her forehead, she thought for a moment. Why had she let Wu Liang's words lead her around?
Forget it. There was no need to care about such a trivial matter.
This person simply never played by the rules. Who suddenly blurted out something so strange in the middle of a conversation?
Before Wu Liang and Su Qian had even reached the pavilion, Nan Qingshui, who stood inside it, was already waving at them.
"Thanks for waiting here for us for so long."
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