Chapter 10 Who™ is on Your Side
College of Arts and Literature student dormitory, Room 3024.
This is a very ordinary four-person dormitory, with four multifunctional bunk beds placed against the corridor wall, while the direction near the window features a balcony and bathroom tiled in white porcelain. The entire dormitory looks clean and simple, giving Luxianbei a long-lost sense of familiarity.
Here, it’s at least more lively than the double room he had been staying in at the hospital for nearly two years.
When Luxianbei arrived at the dormitory, although three beds were already made up with sheets and blankets, his roommates were nowhere to be found.
After looking around the dorm briefly, he stepped out and slightly bowed to the senior who had been waiting by the door, “Senior, I’m really sorry, I truly don’t need your bedding.”
That’s right!
This flamboyant senior’s true purpose for leading Luxianbei here was to sell bedding supplies!
It’s a pity that Luxianbei initially thought he was a warm-hearted person wanting to be friends and share heartfelt conversations!
“Little freshman, are you worried we’ll sell it to you at a high price? Don’t worry! We only make a few bucks. Considering I brought you here and didn’t put in any effort, you should at least buy a set, right?”
“Moreover, since you’re already here, running outside would be exhausting! And you’ll be staying here for several years! If you buy our stuff, we will definitely take care of you!”
Take care? The senior’s care was totally unreliable! Luxianbei thought.
The English newspaper he subscribed to back in the first year still hadn’t sent the second issue!
He had naively waited an entire semester before realizing he had been scammed by the senior!
“It’s settled then! I’ll call them to bring it over for you!” The senior said, pulling out his phone to call someone.
Seeing this, Luxianbei hurriedly grabbed the senior’s hand, “Wait! Senior, I really don’t need it.”
“How can you not need it? You didn’t bring anything! If you don’t want bedding supplies, where will you sleep tonight? Hurry! Buy it, buy it, buy it!”
“…”
Luxianbei fell silent for a few seconds, lifted his hand to point outside the window, “Senior, that apartment looks really nice!”
The senior turned to where Luxianbei was pointing and saw a distant elevator apartment building peeking above the skyline, nodding.
“Of course it looks nice, it’s one of the most expensive apartments near University City. How could it not look good? Don’t change the subject, about the bedding supplies…”
“I’ll just sleep outside.” Luxianbei declared quietly, turned around, and walked away, hiding his accomplishments and fame.
If I can handle someone as clingy as Water Brother, what can’t I handle about you?
The senior, “…”
As Luxianbei walked away, the senior stood alone in the corridor, silence enveloping him for a long time, and he murmured to himself without reason.
“Sigh! Didn’t sell anything again, my dear, am I really worthless?”
A gentle breeze passed, clouds briefly obscured the sunlight, and the corridor’s light dimmed slightly.
Outside, branches rustled in the wind, mingling with faint, secret whispers.
“My dear, it’s okay, you’ll definitely help me sell it.”
The shadow behind the senior stirred, a hoarse voice responded, and then fell silent.
……
After leaving school, Luxianbei felt an increasing itch in his eyes. He used the front camera on his phone to take a look; his entire eyeball was covered with red veins, and the tissue around his eyes was so red it looked like it might bleed at any moment.
The eye condition made him not dare to be neglectful; after exiting the school, he hailed a taxi straight to the nearest large hospital to University City.
Hastily registering, getting checked, and going to the consultation room, he was scolded by a polite and affable old doctor who said that nowadays young people simply don’t take care of themselves—someone like Luxianbei might as well be blind!
Standing in front of the hospital’s main entrance, Luxianbei furrowed his brows, muttering to himself, “The surgery recovered well… at least the inflammation caused by overusing my eyes should last for over a week…”
How could this be? Besides last night, I’ve been resting really well for over a week! Luxianbei pondered, glancing at the anti-inflammatory medication in his hand, shrugging.
Forget it, since the doctor said a few doses of medicine would cure it, don’t overthink it.
……
12:05 AM.
The dark night sky felt soaked in ink.
Invisible raindrops fell from above, lightly pattering down, and a heavy fog enveloped the entire Huacheng, with a few pinpoints of light faintly shining through the gaps in the thick fog.
Due to the inflammation in his eyes, Luxianbei had gone to bed early and was dozing off when a chill suddenly struck him, awakening him.
He opened his eyes, pupils constricting in surprise as he found himself wearing pajamas, barefoot, standing on the rooftop of a tall building, the smooth, mirror-like ground damp beneath his feet, sending a cool sensation through his soles.
The sky was thick with dark clouds, and through the gaps in the layers, indistinct glimmers of light shone, making it hard to distinguish whether it was dawn or dusk.
The towering buildings ahead seemed weathered by time, their surfaces covered with a layer of dark red stains, exuding a sense of decay.
Puffs of dense fog, like extreme smog, accumulated within the city, drifting like wandering souls between the buildings.
In the distance, a vague figure even larger than the skyscrapers moved through the thick fog, with only the tip of its colossal body visible to the n*ked eye.
The air mixed with a faint smell of automobile exhaust, a gentle breeze carried wisps of wind across his face, tickling his skin, and the sound of strange songs wafted on the wind.
Luxianbei’s expression grew serious. Well, not too serious; after all, he always wore this expression.
However, the emotions inside him truly grew heavy!
Despite feeling that what he was seeing was likely just a dream, everything felt too real, giving him a sense of traversing into a time and space that had collapsed after human civilization’s ruin.
He reached out and pinched a piece of flesh on his face, pulling hard.
If it were a dream, it wouldn’t…
“Ah—!”
d*mn! That really hurt! Are you an idiot for hitting that hard?!
Luxianbei grimaced, waiting for the pain to subside before opening his eyes again, only to be surprised to find a girl in a gorgeous, fire-red dress standing in front of him, who had appeared out of nowhere.
The girl’s silhouette was vague and shadowy, almost like a soap bubble, yet it made Luxianbei feel both strange and inexplicably familiar.
It felt like seeing his own shadow!
She sat at the edge of the rooftop, gazing into the distance, her long legs wrapped in red-scaled boots dangling outside, her long hair dancing gently in the wind like a blazing flame.
“…”
Could it be that he encountered some urban legend? Luxianbei went silent for a few seconds, expressionless as he raised his hands to cover his eyes.
Question: What do you think about falling into a strange dream and seeing the mysterious silhouette of a girl?
Answer: I don’t look!
The more you see, the faster you d*e!
However……
……
“Slap!”
In the darkness, Luxianbei felt someone slap his face hard, sending a sharp pain through his cheek.
This…
Not looking also gets you hit? Are you forcing me?!
Fine, I won’t look! So principled!
A gentleman has what he will do and what he won’t…
“Slap! Slap! Slap!—!”
“Stop hitting! Stop hitting! I see it, I™ can see it! Is it necessary to bully me like this?!”
Luxianbei shouted as he jolted awake from the dream, yanking off his eye mask, only to see a dainty little foot encased in black stockings, wearing brown round-toed shoes, pressing down on his chest.
His gaze followed the slender leg up, like a brave soldier, sweeping past a well-proportioned thigh, breaking through the enticing absolute territory, not stopping but continuing deeper and further until he finally reached that blue-and-white paradise, letting out a slight sigh of relief.
Thankfully, no mysterious bulge!
But what is going on now?
Home invasion? Urban legend? Door-to-door service?
Uh, it’s the kind of thing that usually happens late at night, most often seen in the homes of single men, where everyone engages in some spicy actions!
Wasn’t there a kid’s animation series that portrayed it like this?
However, Luxianbei quickly realized that the girl wasn’t here for door-to-door services but was there to “open the door and deliver warmth.”
He watched as a pale little hand emerged from the edge of her black-and-white maid dress, reaching under the skirt to search around, pulling out a handgun, chambering a round with a “click,” then aiming the dark barrel at his head.
Luxianbei gulped hard and slowly raised both hands.
“Big Bro, I mean, Big Sister! We’re on the same side, don’t sh**t! I’m really a good person! Not just me, my family has always been good citizens! Beneath this yellow skin flows red bl**d! I love my country too, as the saying goes, for the benefit of the country…”
“Tsk! Shut up!”
The little maid grew impatient with Luxianbei’s words, and before he could say anything dangerous, struck the b*tt of the g*n against his neck. He could only manage a muffled groan before passing out.
Who™ is on your side. GIF
Clearly looking like a slightly repressed handsome guy, why is he so talkative? Like a human BB machine! The little maid thought in confusion and frustration.
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