"Hat, you... why didn't you put him on the grass nearby just now?"

As soon as Xia Yan stepped inside, he heard a game character’s female voice—not too loud, not too soft.

He hung his suit jacket neatly on a hanger, then spotted Mu Feng sitting silently before his computer, lost in thought.

"What’s wrong? Stuck on the story?"

Bare-chested, Xia Yan walked over to Mu Feng and asked curiously.

His perfect muscles, chiseled abs, and a waist sleek as a leopard’s gleamed in the air 😍—enough to make any woman lose control, pouncing into his arms and rubbing against him with eager little grunts 🥵.

Even Xiang Guan, a top-tier white-socked PE student, couldn’t match his physique.

Mu Feng sighed softly, eyes dazed as he pressed Win+Tab to close the game he’d loved for ages: "Bro Yan 🥺..."

"I’ve forgotten the meaning of travel 😭... My life has no purpose!! 😭"

"My... my Archon’s power! Aaaahhh 😭😭😭!!!"

"Huh?"

Xia Yan patted the sobbing Mu Feng’s back, puzzled and weary: "Speak human."

He didn’t play games but knew the memes. Still...

To everyone, the social butterfly Xia Yan never touched these platforms 😉.

"He’s just ranting about being the camera for ‘special scenes’~, ignore him, Bro Yan. Drama-king players always ride the plot’s emotional rollercoaster."

"You! How dare you slander my innocence out of nowhere!"

Mu Feng glared, face flushed and eyes bloodshot 😡.

"How’d the student union interview go?"

Xiang Guan poked his head from bed, ignoring Mu Feng coldly.

"I was just about to tell you guys."

"Free next week to help me at the student union?"

"About the freshman welcome party."

"What’s in it for us? 🤔 (suspicious)" x2

Mu Feng snapped back to normal, then stared fearfully at Xia Yan alongside Xiang Guan.

They’d had enough of dirty chores like moving desks and books—only twelve boys in class meant it always fell to them 😨.

Now more grunt work...

"I’ll max your comprehensive scores and credits. Shortfall? I’ll cover it."

"Lolitas, mature sisters, black long-straight hair girls—none? I’ll compensate you myself."

Xia Yan grabbed a chair, sat beside Mu Feng, and declared righteously.

"Deal. (excited) 😍" x2

Xiang Guan hesitated: "If sports department needs us, we’ll go. Sports meet’s right after the welcome party."

"You dragged Mu Feng along too?"

"Yep. Feared his limbs’d atrophy from gaming, so I took him to train at sports."

Mu Feng didn’t argue. He lay face-down on his anime-girl mousepad, clicking silently like a shutdown PC.

Tomorrow, redownload (heartbroken).

"Good," Xia Yan nodded. Watching Xiang Guan climb down and Mu Feng’s withdrawn slump, he decided to mention Hua Xin.

This welcome party was the perfect chance to spark Hua Xin’s curiosity about socializing.

"Also, I need a favor from you two."

"Dinner’s on me after."

"Where’s the food? (keyword triggered) 😍" x2

At "dinner," both stared at Xia Yan with sparkling eyes.

"Kids, gather ‘round—I’ll be brief."

Xia Yan pulled them close, mysterious.

For dorm brothers, no problem a meal can’t fix.

If it can’t?

Double it and add an egg 🥚.

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"Wahhhhh waaah."

Hua Xin wept silently 😭, shoveling Kangshifu Spicy Beef Noodles. She wiped her nose, tears still streaming as she glared at the on-screen couple.

Delicious food and furious emotions made her sob softly.

"Why can’t Hyun-woo and Hae-in just be honest..."

"Isn’t this just saying ‘I love you’ and rolling in bed! 😡"

Indignant, soup still on her lips, she adorably clenched tiny fists at the screen 👊🏻.

"Ugh, Yoon In-seong the psycho disgusts me daily. One punch’d shut him up—see if he still rants 👊🏻."

The K-drama episode ended. Reluctantly, she rose to wash dishes.

A thin water stream rinsed her fair hands and greasy bowl.

Her long hair kept blocking her view.

After "the internet’s number one good son’s" words, it wasn’t just loss she felt.

She doubted Xia Yan’s motives for befriending her.

Her scrubbing hands paused.

Why would a social butterfly like him—who clearly had friends, especially girls—bother with her 🤔?

Thinking back, he’d even ridden his motorcycle to pick her up for school initially.

Their only talks then were about leave requests.

He’d always taken the lead, rarely speaking...

Slowly, she lifted her head. The mirror reflected her exquisite face—calm, thoughtful eyes, an aura like a noble, aloof heiress, ethereal and dazzling.

"So pretty 🤤..."

"Hehehehe 😋..."

She couldn’t hold it—Hua Xin nearly licked the mirror.

First, rule out being discovered as a girl.

If found out, Xia Yan’d lose control—even a gentleman’d get aroused by a strand of her hair (confidently).

So the clue vanished.

Her identity hidden, their bond distant—what did Xia Yan want!!?

Could he just... purely want to be kind?

Hua Xin scrubbed the bowl hard with baking soda, rinsed it thin-stream clean, and placed it on the rack.

Unfathomable.

Why fuss so much over Xia Yan??

Hua Xin fell silent.

Bought off by one ice cream? Worth crying over this annoying social butterfly? What man whines all day?? 😡

As she walked, her unrestrained slime-like chest—band-aids barely covering pink buds—jiggled slightly.

Uh...

Body a cute girl, heart forever a man.

Just a guy. Let him do what he wants—why care? Better watch dramas and cherish 2D wives.

Hua Xin thought tsundere-like, then returned to her room.

"Huh? Who added me to this WeChat group?"

She stared confused at "Happy Family (4)" on her phone.

Then, a familiar name popped up.

I Love Playing QQ Speed: "Welcome, welcome~"

Hua Xin clicked his profile silently. Her eyes stayed calm.

Haha... such a coincidence 🥰.

Who’s this? (smiley face)

She set the phone down, face serene, muttering: "Stab your kidneys 😈, or heart 😈, or... cut off your thingy 😈."