This is something that touches his heart even more than verbal expressions of love.
Feeling the pain and soreness in her heart, Yu Tang pursed her lips and smiled with relief.
And he... clearly falls for that.
It seems that even with just a fragment of his soul, Wei Yuan has completely understood his heart.
He couldn't escape it even if he wanted to.
Having cleared his mind, Yu Tang looked up again, his eyes now clear.
In early autumn, the summer heat had not completely dissipated, and most of the boys registering were wearing thin vests, crowding together.
Lu Qingyuan squeezed among these people, the bedding in his satchel was scattered in all directions. He quickly put down what he was holding and went to straighten the blankets behind his back.
Unexpectedly, the boy next to him suddenly stuck out his foot and kicked the bag he had put down, sending the clothes inside flying all over the ground.
"Hahaha……"
The boys surrounding him burst into laughter upon seeing this.
Lu Qingyuan clenched his fist, his bangs covering his face, gritted his teeth and bent down to pick it up. The boy then kicked Lu Qingyuan's butt with a flirtatious sound.
"Hey, where did this chick come from? Pretty perky ass, huh!"
As soon as he said that, the boys around him started jeering, calling Lu Qingyuan a sissy, and some even whistled at him, which was extremely insulting.
Lu Qingyuan remained silent.
He squatted down and stuffed the clothes into his bag, his fingers trembling slightly as he did so.
"Hey, what's this?" Suddenly, a boy picked up a photo scattered on the ground and raised his eyebrows to look at the woman in it.
He glanced at Lu Qingyuan again, and said cheekily, "Is this your mom? She's really beautiful. When are you going to introduce me to her? I wouldn't mind playing around with your mom, cough..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lu Qingyuan, unable to bear it any longer, snatched the photo and punched him.
Lu Qingyuan used all his strength in that punch, but it only made the boy stagger. Before he could throw another punch, the boy cursed and kicked Lu Qingyuan. As Lu Qingyuan fell to the ground clutching his stomach, the boy kicked him several more times, cursing as he kicked, "Damn it, you dare to hit me! Today I'll make you taste the price of messing with me!"
In this day and age, rules can't control people.
Some school students are not much different from hooligans and thugs.
They even preferred to watch this bloody spectacle, and while watching, many people cheered on the boy, urging him to beat Lu Qingyuan to death.
Yu Tang felt sorry for Lu Qingyuan and wanted to go up and help him.
But he found that his body couldn't touch anything at all, and he could only watch as the boys beat the skinny boy on the ground.
The bullying only stopped when the dormitory supervisor couldn't stand it anymore and called security.
Yu Tang stood beside Lu Qingyuan, watching the young man struggle to his feet, still clutching the woman's photo tightly in his hand.
He thought Lu Qingyuan would cry.
But the boy did not shed tears. Instead, he carefully wiped the dust off the photo and carefully put it into his schoolbag.
Then, carrying his luggage, he gripped the pencil tightly with his scratched hand and wrote a string of words clearly, stroke by stroke, on the register.
Lu Qingyuan, male, born on November 24, 1958.
Chapter 41
Died for the fifth time for the villain (41)
The registration form for the male dormitory did not require the gender to be written.
However, Lu Qingyuan wrote the character "男" (male) so heavily that it almost broke the pencil lead.
Yu Tang understood that this was the little devil's pride as a man.
He no longer wants to be misidentified by gender, and he wants to receive the same respect as ordinary people.
But the dormitory supervisor only glanced at him and didn't say a word.
His classmates were still mocking his physique and appearance. Their erotic gazes were fixed on him, making Lu Qingyuan feel like he was being pricked by needles. His hands clenched into fists, his face turned pale, and his expression became awkward.
Yu Tang felt a pang of heartache. He reached out to touch Lu Qingyuan's hand, but could only pass through it, unable to grasp the object.
He paused for a moment, then asked the system: "System, the little devil said that finding him and bringing him out is the only way to pass the level."
But now that I've found him, I can't reach him. So how am I supposed to get him out of here?
Could it be that the current Lu Qingyuan is just a projection of memories?
The real Lu Qingyuan is actually hiding in a very secluded place, waiting for you to find him?
Yu Tang looked around.
The campus isn't very large, with red brick dormitories and white-walled canteens adorned with red propaganda slogans. Looking up, you can see blue skies and white clouds; looking down, you're walking on brick-paved ground, making it almost impossible to tell that the projections are fake.
It felt like being transported back to the 1970s, a hundred years ago.
Where exactly can the real Lu Qingyuan go?
With these questions in mind, Yu Tang followed Lu Qingyuan into the dormitory on the third floor.
Only after opening the dilapidated wooden door marked with the number 303 did I discover...
Because Lu Qingyuan arrived late, all the beds in this large dormitory room for twelve people had already been selected.
Only the top bunk at the very back was left. Because of the limited space, the aisle was extremely narrow, making it very difficult to climb up and down.
Unlike the narcissistic and arrogant little devil that Yu Tang remembered, Lu Qingyuan was extremely taciturn at this time.
After a quick glance, I resigned myself to my fate and carried my luggage to the bedside.
Whether it was a twist of fate or something else, the boy who had previously beaten up Lu Qingyuan was also in this dormitory.
Having been warned by security, the man didn't attack Lu Qingyuan again; he just whistled when he saw him come in.
Then he picked up his things, walked to the spot diagonally opposite Lu Qingyuan's bed, and said to the boy sitting on the lower bunk, "Brother, let's switch beds. I'll stay here, you can come to my place."
Seeing that the man was tall and burly and looked intimidating, the boy quickly nodded, packed his things, and left.
Lu Qingyuan's expression immediately turned even more unpleasant.
He put his things on the bed and had just stepped onto the ladder when he heard the boy say, "Are you a boy or a girl? Looking like that, if I were you, I'd be too embarrassed to go into the men's restroom!"
Yu Tang was furious.
Lu Qingyuan paused briefly, but did not respond.
After making the bed, he took out his separate schoolbag, which contained a poetry collection that was almost worn out from being read so many times.
The repressed and melancholic boy quietly held the book of poems, no longer paying attention to his surroundings, immersing himself in his own world, seeking a sliver of solace in his disheveled state.
Yu Tang felt uncomfortable with Lu Qingyuan's quiet demeanor.
He'd rather see Lu Qingyuan give him that wicked smile and say narcissistically, "Heh, I'm so outstanding, no one could dislike me!"
I don't want to see this self-suppressed, humble young man who is so pitiful.
Thinking about it carefully, Lu Qingyuan has probably been suffering from this kind of criticism and violence since he was a child, and has not been accepted by the people around him.
I want to be treated fairly and I want to make friends.
But he kept hitting walls, and eventually became increasingly withdrawn and depressed, burying his emotions deep inside and becoming taciturn.
It was probably because of this experience that Lu Qingyuan used narcissism to disguise himself after gaining power. Those words seemed to be spoken to himself rather than to Yu Tang.
She repeatedly emphasizes that she is excellent and that no one dislikes her, just to cover up the humiliation of being bullied in the past.
Thinking of this, Yu Tang felt bitter.
He climbed up the ladder onto Lu Qingyuan's bed, sat down next to the boy, and gently put his arm around Lu Qingyuan's shoulder.
Even knowing that Lu Qingyuan here is just a phantom projection, and that his touch would most likely not be perceived by the boy.
But at this moment, Yu Tang desperately wanted to do something to comfort the little devil.
She wanted Lu Qingyuan to feel that he was still by her side.
The boy, who was looking down at his book, was slightly startled when his hand touched his shoulder.
His gaze fell on his left shoulder, and he looked around but didn't see anyone.
But that faint warmth seemed to travel through my thin left shoulder and into my heart.
His fingers unconsciously gripped the pages of the book, then slowly released them.
From an angle unseen by Yu Tang, the boy's gaze subtly changed.
Thin, pale fingers rose and gently covered Yu Tang's left hand that was holding him...
Unexpectedly, this time it involved a physical entity.
It is the warmth I have been longing for.
Under Yu Tang's astonished gaze, the handwriting on the pages changed.
The verses from that execution eventually merged into a single sentence.
Tangtang, thank you for acknowledging my younger self.
The moment Yu Tang saw those words clearly, the surrounding scene shattered.
Yu Tang stood up, stood in the center, and watched the scene change rapidly.
He saw Lu Qingyuan listening attentively in the classroom, so the boy behind him stuck out his foot and kicked his chair, preventing him from studying.
He saw a girl say she liked Lu Qingyuan, and the next day Lu Qingyuan's desk was covered with insults written by the boy who liked that girl.
Lu Qingyuan did nothing wrong, yet he became the target of everyone's bullying due to the deliberate instigation of a few people.
The boys would also drag him to drink, keep pouring him alcohol, and laugh as they watched him vomit while leaning on the table.
The boy who bullied him at the beginning of the semester conspired with the other boys in his dorm to cut up Lu Qingyuan's underwear and socks, and even poured water and urinated on his bed.
Even if Lu Qingyuan told the teacher, it wouldn't make a difference.
So these boys went even further, eventually escalating to the point where, as soon as they returned to the dormitory, they would pin down Lu Qingyuan's arm, pull at his clothes, and grope him.
The gaze, filled with desire and malice, made Yu Tang, who was watching from the sidelines, feel suffocated and chilled to the bone.
Several times he couldn't help but rush forward, trying to pull Lu Qingyuan back from those people, but he found that he couldn't touch anything at all.