"Aren't you cold?" Gu Chen suddenly asked.
"Huh?" The girl looked up, her face flushed, and opened her mouth in confusion, uttering a single syllable.
Gu Chen frowned at her outfit, thinking that young girls these days really value style over warmth. "Aren't you cold wearing a skirt? Aren't you afraid of getting chilblains? It was just the beginning of winter a while ago, and the temperature was already below zero. It's not shameful to wear more clothes. You're young now, but you'll understand the importance of keeping warm when you get older."
"Thank...thank you?" Gu Chen's rapid-fire words left the girl completely bewildered, and she stared blankly at him.
It was probably hopeless. Girls also have pride. After regaining her composure, she forcefully shoved the water into the other person's hand, lowered her head, covered her face, and ran to her companion.
Watching his brother Chen's series of actions, Wang Zehao sighed and rubbed his forehead, "What a mess!"
Zhang Boyuan stared at Gu Chen, then leaned close to Wang Zehao and whispered, "Hey, Brother Chen is looking at him too, maybe there's something going on."
"Heh." Yang Shuhuan scoffed coldly, feeling that these people still didn't understand his brother Chen. "Do they know what brother Chen is thinking right now?"
Zhang Zitong asked, "Do you want to be in a relationship?"
Zhang Boyuan said, "Should we call that girl back?"
Wang Zehao said, "I wonder why that girl isn't cold wearing a skirt in winter."
Yang Shuhuan didn't reveal the answer, choosing instead to ask the person involved directly, allowing his classmates to get to know his brother Chen better.
"Brother Chen, what are you looking at?"
Looking at the girl's clothes, Gu Chen couldn't understand, "Aren't her legs cold?"
"..."
The entire room fell silent.
The students from Class 13 of the Science Department laughed when they heard this.
Li Yifan leaned closer and whispered, "Boss Gu, you don't understand, do you? Those are called 'bare leg magic' leggings. They're flesh-colored leggings with a fleece lining, so they're warm."
"I couldn't tell."
"If straight men can tell the difference, can it still be called a 'bare leg artifact'?"
As the crowd dispersed from the stadium, Gu Chen took the clothes and water bottle handed to him by Xu Youqing and asked where her boyfriend was.
The other person pointed southeast, and Gu Chen went in that direction, where she saw her boyfriend and Jiang Wensong walking over from the southeast corner of the playground.
After being squeezed out of the crowd, Xiang Yu watched from the outer edge for a while and happened to run into Jiang Wensong, who was frantically looking for someone.
Jiang Wensong wasn't good at sports, and he was already exhausted from running all the way from the southeast corner to the court to find someone. He said breathlessly, "Brother Yu, there's a kitten meowing over that abandoned carport in the southeast corner. I tried to reach it but couldn't. Can you come with me?"
Fearing that Gu Chen wouldn't have a coat to keep warm after the game, Xiang Yu stuffed the things to Xu Youqing, who was also squeezed into the outer circle to watch the game. Jiang Wensong was in a hurry to leave, and Xiang Yu was pulled along by him so he didn't have time to talk to Xu Youqing.
The two ran to the southeast corner, where there were few people. Jiang Wensong found the playground too noisy and wanted to find a quiet place to memorize vocabulary. As a result, he heard a faint meowing sound from the top of the bicycle shed.
The roof of the carport is more than two meters high. Xiang Yu can jump up and touch the roof, but he can't reach the kitten, which is still some distance from the edge.
If you jump up, you can see that they are all kittens. The mother cat is not there, but under normal circumstances, a mother cat would never give birth in a high and cold place like a car shed.
The fact that a kitten is on this makes one think of another bad situation.
Someone played a prank by putting kittens in such places while the mother cat was away giving birth.
"Bastard." Jiang Wensong finally managed to utter this curse after his face turned red. He then bent down and let Xiang Yu step on him to take the kitten off.
Xiang Yu didn't hesitate and stepped up decisively. Once he was high enough, he scooped the kitten into his arms and jumped down before Jiang Wensong could hold on.
The kitten whimpered and howled in Xiang Yu's arms, as if it was afraid of something. Once Xiang Yu saw that Jiang Wensong had stood firm, he handed the kitten over to him. After he was bound to the system, he was no longer loved by animals, supposedly because of the White Tiger constellation on his body.
The kittens were indeed much quieter in Jiang Wensong's arms, but they were still whimpering and hadn't fully opened their eyes yet. They nestled against the narrow side of Jiang Wensong's arm where it was warmer.
[Author's Note: Xiangyu: This winter, your boyfriend thinks you're cold.]
Chapter 57 Gu Chen, your hands are cold, why don't you put them in your pockets?
Chapter 57 Gu Chen: If your hands are cold, put them in your pockets.
Three kittens nestled in Jiang Wensong's arms, meowing softly. Their colors were black, white with black markings, and white.
Li Yifan glanced at it and laughed, "Hey, did you run out of ink while you were writing it?"
The people around laughed along, but after they finished laughing, they started to worry about what to do next.
"They're so small, will they die?" Wang Zehao rubbed the chin of one of the white kittens with black spots with his index finger knuckle.
After hearing this, Yang Shuhuan punched him lightly, "Can't you say something nice?"
“That’s right, its eyes aren’t even open yet,” Wang Zehao muttered, then turned to Gu Chen, “Brother Chen, what are you going to do with this cat? Give it to the teacher?”
Gu Chen, who was deep in thought, looked up at him upon hearing this, giving him a 'Are you serious?' look.
"Why don't we find the mother cat and return the kitten to her?" Xu Youluo had never seen such a small kitten before, and she curiously wanted to touch it. However, before she could even touch the kitten, it started meowing, so she had no choice but to withdraw her hand.
It's not just the White Tiger; other constellations also seem to be disliked by animals.
Definitely an animal with an insulatory constitution.
"The feasibility is very low." Xu Youqing said, looking at the kittens' condition. "The mother cat is most likely a stray cat, and she herself is struggling to make ends meet. What if she can't feed these kittens?"
"Send them to an animal rescue center?" Xiang Yu suggested.
“I’ll keep one.” Jiang Wensong, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up while staring at the kitten in his arms. “We used to have an orange cat at home, but it died of old age. My grandma has experience raising cats and likes them, so she can keep one.”
"Okay." Gu Chen nodded, then asked the others present, "Does anyone else have a family that can raise one?"
Xu Youqing shook her head, "The nanny we hired is on leave and won't be back until after the New Year. Right now, it's just me and Xiao Luo at home."
“I was thinking of getting one, and it just so happens that my mom is home right now,” Wang Zehao said with a sigh. “But my dad is allergic to cat fur, so it definitely won’t work.”
"My mom probably won't allow it," Li Yifan said with a pout. "I once said I wanted to raise a husky, but my mom said I can't even support myself, so I shouldn't even think about raising a dog."
After hesitating for a long time, Yang Shuhuan finally made up his mind, "I'll get one too, I really like cats."
Wang Zehao asked him, "Does my mother, Liu, allow it?"
"I think it's permissible." Yang Shuhuan wasn't sure. He'd never kept pets before, though he often saw videos of cats and dogs online and had been tempted, but had never mentioned it before. "Let's bring them home first."
“Okay then.” Gu Chen said, “I’ll keep one. My parents are often home, so they don’t object to me keeping an animal.”
Then she looked at Yang Shuhuan and said, "If Aunt Liu doesn't want to raise it, you can give it to my family."
Jiang Wensong chose the white cat with black markings, and Gu Chen let Yang Shuhuan choose first. Yang Shuhuan chose the kitten with the most ink without hesitation.
It was so dark that you couldn't find it if it crawled under the sofa.
Gu Chen confirmed with him several times, asking, "Are you sure you don't want this white one?"
Yang Shuhuan, wearing a black down jacket, held the black kitten in his arms and shook his index finger, saying, "White is too ordinary."
The three kittens were temporarily placed in the drama club's activity room. Jiang Wensong took a cardboard box used for props and lined it with leftover sponges and fabric from making the props. Since it was heated, it wasn't cold. The group decided to take the kittens to the vet for a check-up after the remaining two classes.
"Hey deskmate, what name do you think we should give the little white kitten?" Gu Chen leaned closer and whispered.
Xiang Yu was watching the math teacher write the solution process on the blackboard and checking the steps in his scratch paper. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Xiao Bai?"
“We have the same name,” Gu Chen said. “The dog belonging to Grandpa Sun on the first floor of our building has this name. What if one day he’s walking his dog and I’m walking my cat, and it turns out to be a mixed breed?”
Xiang Yu looked puzzled, wondering if cats even need to be walked.
"and you?"
"Let's name him Fishy. Cats love to eat fish, so this name is pretty good, isn't it?"
"So you've already made up your mind and you're still asking me—" Xiang Yu reached under the desk and slapped away the other person's hand that was on her lap, glaring at Gu Chen, "Can't you be serious for once?"
"Huh?" Gu Chen was a little confused. After realizing what he meant, he frowned slightly. "I didn't do anything indecent. I was just feeling the thickness of your pants. Why aren't you wearing thermal underwear in this cold weather?"
Here we go again. Ever since the temperature dropped below zero after the start of winter, I've been asked about thermal underwear almost every day. I don't like thermal underwear; it's uncomfortable when it's too tight against my legs, and it's not suitable to wear under my pants when it's too loose.
"I'm not cold." Xiang Yu sighed, and emphasized again, afraid the other person wouldn't believe him, "I'm really not cold."
"Your fingertips are so cold even though they're not cold?" Gu Chen took the other person's hand that was under the table and enveloped the other person's fingertips in his palm.
The two of them kept their hands low, and the seats in the classroom were arranged close together, so they weren't afraid of being seen.
Xiang Yu didn't pull his hand away, letting the other person warm his hands, and said, "It's a matter of physical condition."
"It's cold too."
"..." Unable to persuade him, Xiang Yu, exasperated, asked in return, "Do you wear long johns?"
"Wear it." Gu Chen said, placing the other person's hand on his thigh. He chuckled, "Don't believe me? Feel it."
“…I won’t touch it.” Xiang Yu pulled her hand back and glared at him.
"..." Yang Shuhuan silently straightened up, put the pen on the table, put his hands behind his head, stared at the math problem in front of him, and began to question his life.
"If you can't do it, then don't. You can't force it." Wang Zehao used the height of the stack of books on the table to hide his thoughts while secretly playing games behind him. He glanced at the other person looking at the problem with his head in his hands and advised, "It's not good for your brain either."
"You don't know anything."
"Okay, okay, I don't understand." Wang Zehao muttered while playing the game, "Mathematics doesn't understand me, I don't understand mathematics..."
As Yang Shuhuan listened to Wang Zehao's rhyming verse, he wondered whether he should tell him what he had just seen while picking up a pen from under the table.
But then he thought about it carefully. What if their hands accidentally touched? What if Yu put his hand on Chen's crotch to compare sizes? Nonsense, the probability of Yu beating up Chen is much higher than that.
Yang Shuhuan tried to persuade herself, but it was no use. She looked at Wang Zehao, who was playing games next to her, with a worried expression. Seeing that Wang Zehao was engrossed in the game and enjoying himself, she thought that she couldn't bear this pain alone, so she described what she had just seen to Wang Zehao.
"Huh? Are you seeing things?" Wang Zehao was completely confused. Although he often joked that Chen Ge and Yu Ge's way of getting along was gay, he firmly believed that the two of them were straight men.
After he said that, Yang Shuhuan himself became uncertain. "Maybe?" But upon closer thought, putting his hand in his crotch might be a misplacement, but holding hands couldn't be, could it?
That's a real, tango.
Can we say it's for warming hands?
Who knows? Anything is possible with Brother Chen.
With a skeptical attitude, Yang Shuhuan decided to give it a try. He reached out and poked Gu Chen's back. When Gu Chen turned around, Yang Shuhuan said, "Brother Chen, my hands are cold..."
Yang Shuhuan spoke with great reluctance, as if something was off, and he stammered through the last half of the sentence before finally managing to say it.
"...Will you warm me up?"
Gu Chen raised an eyebrow: "Huh?"
After hearing what the other person said, Xiang Yu turned around abruptly, his face full of disbelief.
Gu Chen said, "What's there to warm up? If your hands are cold, just put them in your pockets."