She frantically scratched Gu Fengkai's face, yelling, "It's all your fault! You ruined me!! You owe me!"
"How shameless are you!" Gu Fengkai shoved her away. "What have I done to ruin you? It's just that idiot Song Lang thinks you're a pure and innocent flower. Everyone knows you're a whore who sells your ass, just like your whore mother. I'm already being kind by not finding you dirty."
Anru was already sobbing uncontrollably.
"I'll take the phone, I'll get you a good one tomorrow. That way you'll have to sell it less often, isn't that great of me?"
Gu Fengkai hummed a little tune as he walked past the girl who was crying her eyes out, and swaggered away.
Hao Wei, who had come to cheer on No. 18 Middle School, ran over from a distance and said irritably, "Anru, what are you doing? The teacher has been looking for you for ages, why are you crying?"
An Ru wiped her eyes, slapped away Hao Wei's outstretched hand, and ran towards the school gate.
"Are you crazy?!" Hao Wei cursed at her, thinking that since she was already out, she should still go and see Song Lang, otherwise Meng Fanxing wouldn't be able to concentrate on the competition.
To her surprise, as soon as she entered the infirmary, Song Lang asked her out of the blue, "Were you the one who ran away crying just now?"
Hao Wei was baffled. "Why am I crying?"
She really wanted to say, "Your ex-girlfriend is crying her eyes out," but Shen Zhifei was right next to her, so she swallowed her words.
Upon receiving the answer, Song Lang became even more nervous. His heightened sense of unease made Shen Zhifei uneasy.
After two days of anxious waiting, Song Lang was limping to the toilet with Meng Fanxing's help when Gu Fengkai walked towards them, smiling and patting Meng Fanxing on the shoulder.
"Dude, you might think he's your brother, but he might actually be after you."
His words were full of meaning, and his gaze lingered on Song Lang without any attempt to hide it.
Song Lang's heart sank to the bottom.
He had thought that if Anru had known his secret that day, she might have told someone else, but he hadn't expected her to go directly to Gu Fengkai and tell him everything.
Although Meng Fanxing was slow to understand, she still picked up on that meaning.
He slapped Gu Fengkai's hand away and said angrily, "Shut the hell up, or you'll get struck by lightning for your tongue."
"Ha, am I just spouting nonsense? Song Lang knows best."
Chu.
Gu Fengkai raised an eyebrow playfully.
Song Lang pursed his lips and remained silent, his jawline taut as he clenched his teeth.
However, Gu Fengkai didn't continue. Humming a little tune, he went upstairs to his classroom in a good mood.
Song Lang was so worried that he couldn't sleep all night. Every day he thought about what would happen to him and Shen Zhifei if Gu Fengkai, that grandson, told everyone what he knew.
Later, seeing that Gu Fengkai had not taken any further action, he began to feel a sense of hope again, wondering if the other party was just playing a trick on him and that he actually knew nothing at all.
After a few days of wild thoughts, Gu Fengkai came to his door again and slapped a printed photo on his chest.
"Not bad kissing skills," Gu Fengkai chuckled and asked in a low voice. "I'm more curious, are you the one doing the kissing or the one being done?"
Song Lang gritted his teeth, slammed his fist on the table, grabbed Gu Fengkai by the collar, and raised his fist to punch him.
"Go ahead and hit me in the face if you dare." Gu Fengkai's eyes were like those of a venomous snake, vicious and sharp. "I guarantee that your incestuous relationship with your own brother will become a legendary tale in both our schools."
The fist was abruptly stopped.
Song Lang's eyes were bloodshot, frighteningly red.
He ultimately didn't dare.
"What exactly do you want? Just fucking say it," Song Lang said through gritted teeth.
"You're putting me in a difficult position. I just wanted to show you the photos purely out of appreciation, since you're one of the main characters. I really didn't have any ulterior motives."
Gu Fengkai chuckled and shrugged. "It's a pity I'm straight, otherwise I might consider seeing what it's like to sleep with your brother."
"Fuck your mother!" Song Lang slammed the man against the wall. "You fucking dare to touch him and see what happens!"
"Oh, oh, oh, you two seem to be getting along so well?" A cold glint flashed in Gu Fengkai's eyes. "Let go of me."
Song Lang, like a ferocious beast on the verge of madness, stared fiercely at his opponent until Gu Fengkai revealed the dark muzzle of his gun, at which point he could only howl and release his grip.
But he couldn't escape; Gu Fengkai had already found his Achilles' heel.
"You're asking me what I want to do, right? Actually, I haven't decided yet, but it's okay," Gu Fengkai straightened his collar and slapped Song Lang's cheek, "We have plenty of time."
He walked out, then suddenly stopped and looked back.
"I want to eat braised lion's head meatballs for lunch today. Could you please bring them to me personally? Bye."
Song Lang kicked the table over, scattering notebooks all over the floor, along with a blurry photo of him and Shen Zhifei kissing in the infirmary, all covered in dust.
When Meng Fanxing returned from PE class, he saw the mess on the floor and quickly came over to help clean up. He was stunned when he saw the photo, and then hid the thing in his pocket.
"Gu's grandson came by? What did he say to you?"
"...It's okay, don't worry about it."
Meng Fanxing said anxiously, "Dalang, do you still consider me a brother? What did he threaten you with!"
"What good would it do if I said anything?! What the hell can you do to help me? Nobody can help me. I have to grit my teeth and bear this myself."
Song Lang angrily kicked the stool again, the loud noise startling the students who were returning to the classroom. They thought the two brothers were having another fight.