The dorm door opened once more, and Wang Jie turned over groggily on his bed, feeling like the dorm was unusually noisy today.
Wen Yang rushed to Ning Chu’s side, holding a plastic bag and moving quickly while asking, “Shaoqing, when did you get back?”
“Just a few minutes ago. Where’s that Montmorillonite powder? Where did you put it?”
“You’ve got an upset stomach? It’s in the bottom cabinet.”
“Ning Chu’s the one with the stomach pain.”
“He…” Wen Yang hesitated, then changed his answer. “He has a stomachache. Montmorillonite powder is for diarrhea; it’s no use.”
Zhang Shaoqing understood and teased as he watched Wen Yang mix hot water and brown sugar, “Is Ning Chu having his period? Why did you get him brown sugar water?”
Ning Chu weakly agreed, “Yeah.”
It’s said that brown sugar water can relieve menstrual pain, but he vaguely remembered reading somewhere that its effect was not much different from glucose water—essentially just replenishing energy.
So, Wen Yang hadn’t even asked about the nature of his pain!
What if it was really diarrhea?
How could Wen Yang just assume it was a stomachache?
Brown sugar water is more commonly used when comforting a girlfriend with menstrual pain!
Ning Chu looked up suspiciously, only to see the brown sugar water being pushed against his lips.
Wen Yang glanced down at him. “Drink.”
“Oh.” Ning Chu obediently held the cup in both hands and cautiously sipped the brown sugar water after blowing on it a few times.
He was seriously starting to wonder if something was wrong with Wen Yang’s mindset.
He glanced up at Wen Yang, who was busy taking out painkillers, and couldn’t help but think.
The guy had once seriously questioned his gender, and now he seemed to be treating him like a girl on her period.
Did Wen Yang already believe he was a girl?
But he was just a guy who happened to look feminine!
He still lived in the boys’ dorm, after all.
Wen Yang’s thought process was definitely messed up!
Besides, he still had his boy parts—just, you know, smaller.
After drinking some brown sugar water and taking the painkillers, Ning Chu started feeling slightly better, whether it was due to the medicine or just psychological relief.
He turned to see Zhang Shaoqing already playing on his computer, then looked up at Wen Yang, who was standing by, watching him with an oddly gentle and concerned gaze.
Ning Chu couldn’t figure it out.
He had been overly controlling this whole week, constantly sticking to Wen Yang, even waiting outside the bathroom when he went.
If Wen Yang so much as spoke to a girl, Ning Chu would drag him away.
He’d stopped Wen Yang’s private lessons with Shan Shan and avoided female characters whenever they crossed paths, snatching Wen Yang away if any girl tried to speak with him.
Honestly, even he felt like a creep or a crazy yandere.
After all that, any normal guy would’ve been furious or annoyed, right? So why did Wen Yang seem to like him even more?
“Damn it, could he be a masochist…?” Ning Chu mumbled under his breath.
The novel didn’t mention Wen Yang being into that!
As his pain subsided a little, Ning Chu’s complexion improved, but he still felt drained.
Resting his head on one hand, he listlessly clicked around on his computer while Wen Yang’s gentle gaze made him increasingly uneasy.
If things continued this way, he might need to run away.
At this rate, even if he remained a guy, he felt like he’d still end up fucked in more way than one.
Seeing Ning Chu relax slightly, Wen Yang poured another cup of hot water and asked, “Feeling better?”
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“Go ahead. I’ll order delivery.” After being in pain all day, he didn’t have the energy to go out.
Surely nothing would go wrong just this once, right?
“Want me to bring you a Coke?”
“No, I’m sick of it.” Ning Chu could tell Wen Yang was probing him.
But right now, he wouldn’t dare touch Coke.
He probably wouldn’t even wash his face with anything but warm water for the next few days.
As the dorm door closed behind Wen Yang, Ning Chu finally looked up, seeing that he was now truly alone in the dorm.
Anxiety bubbled up again, fearing that Wen Yang might get charmed by some girl—or worse, charm one himself—which only added to his already anxious mood caused by the stomach pain.