"Damn, must be a bull, so strong."
"Move again, you bastard!"
Not many people paid attention to the girl; her reputation was too infamous and dirty. If it weren't to disgust He Ji, they wouldn't even want to touch her, lest they catch some virus.
With a click, the sound of a lighter, Jiang Wei stepped closer, his words carrying a faint scent of tobacco, his voice a little hoarse and low.
"What, impatient?"
He deliberately twisted the facts and misinterpreted the meaning.
He Ji was held by the scruff of his neck, his hands also tightly grasped. His chest heaved violently, his expression cold, and a trace of thin anger surged in the depths of his dark eyes.
From beginning to end, he didn't glance at the girl. His eyes, as deep as a night fire, stared fiercely at the tallest man.
Jiang Wei leaned against a desk, his long legs casually stretched out, a lit cigarette held between his slender fingers, his posture languid.
To the girl with her back to him, he said slowly, "Why are you still standing here? Have you forgotten what I told you to do?"
Shen Yue certainly hadn't forgotten. She stood trembling, not daring to move.
He Ji's muscles tensed. He opened his mouth coldly, his tone sinister.
"This is a school!"
This threat made Jiang Wei sneer. He slowly extinguished his cigarette, twisted his neck as if stretching, making a chilling cracking sound. A unrestrained smile spread across his handsome face.
His voice was cold, without a hint of amusement.
"It seems you haven't been taught enough."
Following her persona, Shen Yue didn't dare to look up. She heard the sound of fists hitting flesh, a one-sided beating, and the gasps of a man.
After an unknown amount of time, the commotion on that side finally stopped.
The male protagonist, kneeling on the ground, was now very disheveled. His stern face was covered in bruises, his school uniform dirty and messy. He lowered his head, blood at the corner of his mouth.
Jiang Wei flicked his hand and gestured with his chin. Immediately, two or three people restrained the struggling boy.
The boy was a little more obedient now and didn't struggle.
Jiang Wei turned his head to look at Shen Yue.
His gaze was like a blade, his eyes sharp, with a sinister chill that hadn't yet dissipated, a bloodthirsty glint remaining.
"Get over here."
The girl seemed to be frightened, her legs feeling weak. She didn't dare to go forward. Every fiber of her being screamed at her to run, but she was so captivated by that look that she couldn't move.
A nearby boy, annoyed, grabbed her slender shoulder and forcibly pushed her forward.
The girl was pushed in front of the kneeling boy.
He Ji's arm muscles tensed, as if he were about to lash out and beat someone at any moment.
Shen Yue was in a dilemma.
She stepped back uncontrollably, only to be pushed back again.
The boy beside her threatened her fiercely.
"Stop pretending! Do you believe if you take another step back, you'll end up worse than him?"
His arm still gripped Shen Yue's shoulder, its thin and slender shape easily encompassed by his hand, his fingers subtly tightening.
The surrounding boys laughed and chattered obscenities. Shen Yue, head bowed, had no choice but to brace herself and squat down. She was silent for a moment, then slowly looked up, revealing her flawless face.
This was the first time the two of them made eye contact.
The boy's clear black eyes gazed at her, showing no emotion.
As their eyes met, a subtle atmosphere spread between their silences, an intoxicating fragrance ensnaring the boy.
Her skin was cold and white, her eyebrows like ink strokes, her dark hair falling loosely, her lips as red as if she had drunk blood. The skin of her neck was as delicate as fine porcelain.
Her long, slender eyelashes trembled slightly, staring at him with fearful tension.
The tips of her ears were pale, now very red.
Golden light shone in from the window, falling on a small area. The girl's hair and eyelashes were all adorned with golden light.
The girl had been looking down all this time, and no one had seen her face clearly. Now, everyone finally saw it.
They could also clearly see the dust in the light. The noisy atmosphere seemed to fall silent abruptly.
The boy holding Shen Yue's shoulder seemed stunned, his mind heated, his breathing quickening.
The girl was dazed. Her fingertips were pale, clutching the hem of her clothes, then slowly approached...
The previously faint fragrance gradually intensified. He Ji understood the intention behind the girl's movement. The veins on his forehead bulged, his entire demeanor turned icy, his chiseled face expressionless, his black eyes unfathomable.
Soft lips touched his lips.
A simple contact.
"Wow~"
Cheers and laughter erupted around them. They leaned in a bit closer, as if wanting to see more clearly.
With so many people watching, the girl remained unblushing, her small face deathly pale, as if she were accustomed to such scenes.
The two didn't even know each other, nor did they know each other's names, yet they kissed, confused, in such a dreadful environment.
He Ji's scalp tingled at the soft touch. He narrowed his black eyes, a dangerous dark light flashing in their depths, his throat bobbing.
—So soft.
—So fragrant.
"Damn it, He Ji, are you even capable? Are you dead?"
"Stick your head out! Do you even know how to kiss?"
"What are you doing, hurry up, hurry up!"
The boys urged him on one after another, their faces flushed with impatience, as if they wished they could kiss him instead of He Ji.
Jiang Wei held a cigarette between his fingers, biting it. The rising smoke blurred the scene before him. He stood behind He Ji. He Ji was tall and imposing, his limbs strong and slender. His broad back completely concealed the girl, not revealing a single bit of skin, so he hadn't seen Shen Yue's face from the beginning.
Of course, he didn't want to. Regarding Shen Yue, Jiang Wei had heard things, all about unpleasant rumors related to sex.
Dirty and messy were her defining words.
Her hair was always disheveled, and the aura emanating from her was even more vulgar and unmasked ambition.
Jiang Wei would never associate with such a person in his life, simply finding her distasteful.
If it weren't to purely disgust He Ji, he wouldn't even bother to speak a word to such a person.
Shen Yue just wanted to kiss him simply and then retreat, but the boy who had been stiff as a board suddenly leaned towards her.
He Ji didn't do it on purpose; he was kicked from behind, and his body instinctively lunged forward.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly, bracing himself on the ground with both hands, instantly creating a one-up, one-down distance between them.
The girl's face turned pale, revealing a strip of snow-white neck. It was truly white, whiter than marshmallows.
And it also exuded a faint fragrance, emanating from her skin.