Yuan Yuan suddenly felt a sense of urgency

“In the past, you used to bully me at least once a day.

Now you don’t even bother with me anymore.”

“Hey hey hey…”

What could Ye Hao even say?

Did this guy have no self-awareness at all?

He’d been like this since the beginning—sticking to him day and night, following him even after school like a shadow, and even stealing his food!

If he didn’t bully him, who else could he bully?

Of course, only he was allowed to bully him.

If anyone else dared to touch his personal punching bag, Ye Hao would slap them across the face without hesitation.

This guy was under his protection, got it?

“You really haven’t changed at all… by the way, what have you been doing at home lately?”

“Ah, don’t even mention it. My old man wants me to inherit his crappy family business. No way I’m doing that.”

“Heh, only you could say something like that.”

Who would’ve thought that the boy who used to get bullied every day in middle school, until Ye Hao showed up and became the only one allowed to bully him, was actually a rich kid?

Even so…

Why did a boy like him have to wear a girl’s school uniform?

And why was he so delicate?

Ye Hao honestly didn’t know what to say anymore.

“Wait, I just realized something. Why do you run straight to me the moment class ends?”

“I missed you, of course.

Come on, let me see if you’ve developed!”

Yuan Yuan’s cheeks turned red as he glanced down at Ye Hao’s lower body and reached his hand out.

“Get lost, you pervert!”

“Don’t be like that! Let me just touch it.

It was already huge back then—let me see again!”

“Get lost, you idiot!”

As the two of them bickered and tossed out increasingly outrageous lines, the rest of the class watched Ye Hao with… colorful expressions.

If love had a color, it would definitely be purple.

“Hey Haotzu, why don’t I just transfer into your class?

I’ve got the connections. Trust me.”

“No.”

“Eh?

Haotzu, you’ve changed.

You’re not like before—you don’t love me anymore!”

“Love your head!

Get off me!”

Watching their intimate interaction, Li Mengying and Liu Qianxia were completely frozen.

They finally understood why Ye Hao had never responded to their hints.

So that was it—Ye Hao was bent!

Snapping out of their daze, Liu Qianxia hurriedly pulled out her phone and searched online.

Search: How to turn a gay guy straight?

She would’ve been better off not searching at all.

The endless list of ridiculous answers almost made her drop her phone.

Things like “Oh yeah~ This good~,” “Same-s*x love is true love,” and “boy next door~.”

Completely absurd.

She slammed her phone shut.

Better not to read that.

“Liu Qianxia, what do we do?

Looks like Ye Hao’s been gay since childhood.

What now?”

“I don’t know either… this is the first time I’ve seen something like this.

Hey, Li Mengying, haven’t you dated tons of guys?

Don’t you have a plan?”

Liu Qianxia vaguely remembered that Li Mengying had had a few boyfriends, so compared to her own inexperience, Li Mengying was the “certified expert.”

“Huh?

When did I ever date anyone?

Why don’t I know about that?”

“Didn’t you?

That’s what everyone says.”

Okay, Liu Qianxia got it now—neither of them had a clue.

They wanted to intervene, but…

With the way those two talked, they couldn’t even bring themselves to interrupt.

“Haotzu, how about I come over to your place today?

You can sleep outside, I’ll sleep inside—this way I won’t fall off the bed.”

“Don’t you have your own home?”

Propping his head on one hand, Ye Hao looked at his childhood buddy helplessly.

“I do, but I still like your house better.”

“Come on, man, you’re a rich kid—why are you living like this?

You already look like a girl, and you’re weak as hell.”

He remembered back in middle school when he saw a group of guys cornering someone.

What were they doing?

Curious, Ye Hao went over to look.

A girl?

WTF—so many people bullying one girl?

Did they have no shame?

Without another word, Ye Hao charged in like a divine warrior and took them all down.

Only afterward did he find out that the “girl” was actually a rich boy who got bullied for his lunch money every day.

Seriously?

Taking money from a girl—where was their pride?

“This guy’s under my protection now.

Got it?”

From that day on, poor Yuan Yuan went from being bullied by everyone to being bullied only by Ye Hao.

Over time, they grew close.

Ye Hao bullied Yuan Yuan, and Yuan Yuan stole his food or camped out at Ye Hao’s house.

And since Yuan Yuan had been cute back then too, Ye Hao’s parents hadn’t objected.

Ye Hao didn’t even find out Yuan Yuan was a boy through any deliberate investigation—it was Yuan Yuan himself who confessed.

Ye Hao was stunned.

“You’re this cute… and you’re a guy?”

After that…

Ye Hao dragged his little shadow everywhere, bullying other people together.

Whatever—it’s not like he could get hurt, right?

“Come on, I’ll take you somewhere fun.”

Ye Hao still remembered the way Yuan Yuan’s family looked at him whenever he visited—like they were looking at their own son.

At first, it confused him, but he eventually got used to it.

When Ye Hao’s family later ran into trouble, Yuan Yuan’s family was the first to show up to help.

So yeah—best brother ever.

“Yuan Yuan, class is starting. Go back, OK?”

“OK!

See you after class!”

Jumping off Ye Hao’s lap, Yuan Yuan bounced happily out of the classroom.

“This guy…

He’s literally just next door.

Why’s he always like this…”

Turning back, Ye Hao noticed the strange looks from Li Mengying and Liu Qianxia.

Why were they staring at him like that?

It was like…

Watching an impossible loot drop in a game—utter disbelief.

“What?

Why are you two looking at me like that?”

Seriously, what was wrong with them?

“Ye Hao.”

“Mm?”

“Be honest.

Do you like that Yuan Yuan guy?”

Yuan Yuan?

That guy?

Of course he liked him—they’d been together since childhood.

If he didn’t like him, he’d have broken his legs already!

Did they know what it meant to steal food from him?

That was a death wish!

“Of course I like him.

Why?”

Why?

What was wrong with that?

He was a good guy—and Ye Hao was genuinely grateful to his family.

He even stayed over at their house sometimes.

Li Mengying and Liu Qianxia were struck like by lightning.

They slowly turned away and slumped over their desks.

“???”

What the hell?

He liked them too—otherwise, why would he even talk to them?

What were these girls thinking?

He couldn’t figure them out.

Maybe when he converted all his emotional intelligence into raw intellect, he lost the ability to read them.

Probably hit their heads as kids…

As the subject teacher entered, Ye Hao dropped his head onto his desk like the others.

So boring.

Should he really… pull out his phone in class?

Maybe just a little?

Glancing at the teacher sitting up front, pretending to supervise study time, Ye Hao quickly pulled out his phone, plugged in his earphones, attached a power bank, opened his study app, grabbed a pen and notebook—all in one smooth motion!

Then…

He caught the teacher looking straight at him—and smiling.

Poisonous!

Wasn’t the teacher supposed to confiscate his phone?!

“Teacher, look, it’s a phone!

And a power bank!

I even have earphones!

Look at this shiny case!

Look! Look! Look!”

But the teacher just smiled, nodded approvingly, and went back to work.

Ye Hao: …

What kind of teacher doesn’t confiscate my phone?!

Come on!

After staring for a good ten seconds, Ye Hao sighed and got back to work.

Fine.

If the teacher didn’t care, he’d just get back to doing practice problems.

So Ye Hao spent the entire class quietly doing problems.

And the teacher spent the entire class quietly watching him do them.

When the bell rang, the teacher looked at Ye Hao still buried in his notebook and nodded in satisfaction.

See, this was a model student.

They’d already run out of problems to give him—he had to find his own now.

Meanwhile, Li Mengying and Liu Qianxia sat there gripping their pens, trying to figure out how to “straighten out” Ye Hao.

They just couldn’t accept that he liked that cross-dressing guy!

They were panicking.

“Excuse me, is Ye Hao in this classroom?”

Right on time, Yuan Yuan appeared at the door as the teacher was leaving.

Even though he knew Ye Hao was inside, he still put on a show.

Of course—Ye Hao had taught him that.

No matter what, even if you know someone’s there, always pretend to ask first.

“He’s inside.”

“Thank you, teacher.”

Then Yuan Yuan squeezed through the doorway and rushed straight to Ye Hao’s desk.

“Haotzu, how are you so bold, playing with your phone during class?”

Leaning over his desk, Yuan Yuan peered at the screen.

So many numbers… he felt dizzy just looking.

“Yuan Yuan?

Class over already?”

Seeing the familiar face, Ye Hao took off his earphones and began packing up.

“Yup, class is over!

But hey—you haven’t answered me yet.

How could you just play on your phone during class?

Don’t tell me… you’ve given up on life?!”

Ye Hao: “???”

What nonsense was that?

He’d been studying!

“What are you talking about?”

“It’s fine, Haotzu.

If you don’t want to work hard anymore, I’ll take care of you!”

“You idiot.”

What do you mean you’ll take care of me?

Can you speak normally for once?!

Ye Hao smacked him on the head with a firm punch.

Yuan Yuan wasn’t ready for it—ouch, that hurt!

“Waa~ Haotzu, you actually hit me!

You’re done for!

I’m stealing your lunch!”

But before he could act on that, he seemed to remember something and obediently stood beside Ye Hao again.

“Haotzu, let’s go eat something good at noon, okay?”

“Hmm? No thanks. I brought my own lunch.”

Yuan Yuan: ???

What?

You brought lunch?

You’ve got to be kidding me!

If I hadn’t been dragging you out to eat all these years, you’d probably be living off bread every day!

Wait—didn’t some girl start bringing him food while I was away?

Unforgivable.

Even if he starved, Yuan Yuan would never let that slide!

Bringing Ye Hao lunch, huh?

He’d find out exactly who was trying to steal his Haotzu away.

Was it her?

Or her?

Who could it be?!