NSFCP Chapter 9

63.

However, the truth is that the Nanjing University CP fans were heartbroken on the forum, while Zhou Mengyu himself- the gay man in everyone’s mind who fell in love with a straight man and was tortured to pieces- had never noticed those details they mentioned.

Do you think straight men will notice these details?

That’s incredibly naive.

Most guys are straightforward with each other, and spending two weeks together is enough to figure out a person’s personality.

Liang Pei is the kind of person who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He looks indifferent, but he is actually a very nice person.

And he’s a bit of a germaphobe, which is great, really great. The junior student was very satisfied.

And he doesn’t snore, which is great, really great. Zhou Mengyu was very satisfied.

After two weeks of observation, the two of them were quite satisfied with their new roommate. If 100 is a perfect score, he’d easily give him 120; the extra 20 points were for his figure and looks.

The junior brother was a 0, while Zhou Mengyu was an art student obsessed with appreciating the human body. These 20 points were quite reasonable.

 

Once military training is over, the freshmen’s university life can be considered to have officially begun.

The three people in dormitory 506 were from the sports department, the humanities department, and the art department, and were freshmen, sophomores, and juniors, respectively. They were completely unrelated. Even if they had classes at the same time, they would go their seperate ways once they left the dormitory.

Life gradually became routine, with students shuttling back and forth between the teaching building and cafeteria.

 

64.

Zhou Mengyu is the busiest; even when he’s not in class, he often has all sorts of random things to do.

He often didn’t have time to eat lunch, either because he was stuck in the teacher’s office or running around handling procedures for the club and getting stuck.

Before Liang Pei arrived, Zhou Mengyu would directly message his junior. If the junior ate lunch in the cafeteria, he would bring him food; otherwise, Zhou Mengyu would order takeout himself. Of course, most of the time, he was too tired to eat.

 

There are now three people in a small group.

Zhou Mengyu sent a message to the group: Brothers, I need your help urgently. I’ve been detained by the evil Student Council again. Is there anyone kind enough to go to the cafeteria for lunch?

Junior: On a diet, eating boiled vegetables for lunch in the dorm!

Liang Pei: Wow, what’s for dinner?

Zhou Mengyu: Good brother, although you’re just a mere freshman, I don’t mind calling you my older brother at this critical moment! Brother, fish-flavored pork with rice, I’m so craving it!

Liang Pei: 1[mfn]Commonly means agreement or +1 (I agree/count me in).[/mfn]

How cold a 1, how mysterious a 1, but yet how reliable a 1!

 

65.

Zhou Mengyu didn’t come back until a little later.

Zhou Mengyu burst open the door like a whirlwind, rushing inside. The small braid at the back of his head somehow scattered as he crashed into the bed, causing his hair to spread out.

The junior brother felt sympathy: “Why have you been going to the Student Council so often lately? Don’t the teachers there eat themselves? Or don’t they let you come back?”

Zhou Mengyu knocked twice on the bed, and the beauty cried out, “Where are the teachers in the Council? They just disappear after assigning tasks. There’s such a big office, and only we three students, who have no rights, are lonely sorting through documents.”

Liang Pei sat at the desk in front of the computer, not even turning his head, “Let’s eat.”

“Alright!” Zhou Mengyu abruptly sat up, only then noticing the neatly packed lunch box on his desk.

 

That’s Fish-Fragrant Pork with rice, do you know what Fish-Fragrant Pork with rice is?

Scattered ingredients, rich broth, Zhou Mengyu had never seen anyone take out Fish-Fragrant Pork without making a mess. But Liang Pei was amazing, clean, and pleasing to the eye.

Zhou Mengyu was moved, quite moved.

He pretended to sniff the air dramatically, quite sincerely: “Liang Pei, if there’s a next life, I will definitely be your roommate again!”

 

66.

As a 0, the junior brother naturally loves browsing forums (though he doesn’t know what inherent causal relationship there is between being a 0 and browsing forums, but there’s always a strong sense of causality), and naturally saw the “Fleeting Dream Academic Post” prominently displayed on the Nanking University forum homepage.

But Zhou Mengyu and Liang Pei are currently not browsing forums, so he has never mentioned this in the dorm.

Why not? Of course, it’s because he is also a Fleeting Dream cp fan, and not disturbing the main characters is basic etiquette, okay?

By now, the junior brother had to admit that his radar seemed to be malfunctioning a bit. Initially, he thought Liang Pei was a bit gay, but the more he interacted with him, the more he realized Liang Pei was quite straight.

But as the roommate of both of them, the younger brother was very clear about one thing- the junior of Zhou Mengyu genuinely didn’t like Liang Pei, so there was no such thing as being tortured to death.

 

He never bothers the main characters, occasionally ships them, and most of the time knows they are really good brothers. This junior’s shipping attitude is quite healthy.

But as the junior was scrolling through the page, he saw a post about Zhou Mengyu that had been pushed to the top.

Not only out of curiosity, but also out of a protective instinct, the junior clicked in to see if any shady characters were saying bad things about Zhou Mengyu.

 

Oh, it turns out that Zhou Mengyu’s Hanfu outfit was photographed by various people during the Hanfu club’s class tour. The most amazing thing is that the forum administrators actually added this picture thread to the featured post.

Do you think the featured posts on such a large forum are added casually? Besides, this isn’t some kind of heavily edited photo thread; the resolution of those pictures is so low that saying they were taken with a landline would be an insult to landlines.

That makes it quite obvious.

The forum admins like Zhou Mengyu; this is practically an open declaration of love!

Wow, how romantic!

 

67.

The junior student sneaked up to Zhou Mengyu’s table, where Zhou Mengyu was eating rice while watching a live stream of a game.

Zhou Mengyu gave his junior a look: ?

The Junior subconsciously glanced at Liang Pei. Liang Pei’s computer was still on, but he didn’t look at it. He was casually leaning back in his chair, scrolling through his phone.

The younger student lowered his voice: “Bro, do you know our school forum?”

Zhou Mengyu, unaware of what he was up to, also lowered his voice and asked. “Yeah, I do. What’s wrong?”

“Do you know who the administrator of the school forum is? There have been many posts in the past trying to find out who the administrator is, with all sorts of rumors.”

 

Zhou Mengyu actually knew.

“He was a senior from this school. He graduated many years ago. He was a genius in the computer engineering department, a real expert, and very mysterious.”

The junior’s eyes widened. He glanced at Liang Pei again, then turned back to Zhou Mengyu. This time, he couldn’t keep his voice down because of this excitement, “You really know him? He really likes you?”

 

68.

Zhou Mengyu was taken aback; his hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly, and he took a breath, “You know this?”

 

69.

Junior: “Confess, and I’ll be lenient; resist, and I’ll be strict. So, how old is the senior, what’s his height and weight, is he good-looking? Do you guys often contact each other?”

Zhou Mengyu leaned back slightly, “Census? You’re asking for a census?”

He casually picked at the Mapo Tofu, not particularly caring, “Not really familiar. The president of the student council from the previous term wasn’t from the computer science department, right? They were friends, and they met once by chance. When introducing us, he said he had long admired my reputation, saying he often saw my posts on the forum.”

Junior: “So, is he good-looking?”

Zhou Mengyu had very high standards for “handsome,” so he reluctantly let out a sigh, “Well, according to mainstream aesthetics, he’s handsome, but by my standards, he’s just average.”

 

Junior: “Did he confess to you afterward?”

Zhou Mengyu sent a pair of fish-flavored shredded pork into his mouth, reaching back to tuck his hair behind his ear, “He often invited me to eat and watch movies, and I went out of courtesy twice. But later, I felt something was off, so I stopped going. He noticed I wasn’t interested and stopped inviting me often, either. It wasn’t anything like what you imagine.”

The junior: “He didn’t even confess. How do you know he actually likes you?”

Zhou Mengyu looked back at him strangely: “Can’t you feel if someone likes you or not?”

The junior rother had a look of realization on his face: “You always say you’re a straight guy, right? Straight guys aren’t that sensitive, are they? It’s just eating and watching movies, right? We’ve been eating and watching movies too, so why don’t you feel that I like you?”

“Go away, who wants to argue with you?” Zhou Mengyu didn’t bother to respond, burying his head in his meal.

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