Chapter 11

“What the hell are you doing?” I asked.

“Collecting evidence.”

I pondered for a moment before taking out my phone and decisively called a buddy I know. I asked him to help contact the administrator of BBS to delete the post.

Lao Er was still laughing at me, and I slammed the table, “You can insult my personality!” The heartthrob indistinctly turned his head to look at me.

The next sentence was supposed to be, “But you can’t insult my sexuality.” But the moment I looked into his eyes, I suddenly couldn’t say that sentence, “But you can’t insult……. The author of literature.”

The post was deleted instantly. But the legend about me and the heartthrob began to circulate in the university. All the students were so bored that they enjoyed discussing the topic, and even the news of the office’s director spraining his back from dancing couldn’t cover the discussion of the heartthrob and me.

To be honest, I think the heartthrob wants to screw me.

My meaning of 'screw” didn’t mean that kind of screw.

He and I had a grudge against each other for a long time. It’s not my initiative to provoke him in the first place. It’s all because of this kid. We’re normal tablemates at first, but his attitude suddenly turned hot and cold repeatedly, and it’s making me mad.

So what if he’s the heartthrob. Just because he’s the heartthrob, he’s allowed to show off?

But the feeling of being surrounded by people everywhere I go was not pleasant. Fortunately, the final was approaching, and it ruthlessly hit those students who were bored. Everyone began to panic and studied last minute.

In contrast, our dormitory was much more cheerful. Before the summer vacation, all of us agreed to go on a trip together. Lao Si was currently hugging me while choosing a hotel.

The heartthrob came back from outside. He naturally pushed Lao Si away and moved closer to me, “You done choosing?”

I quickly calculated everyone’s budget and expenses, “Let’s stay in this one. There are good reviews, and it’s close to the attractions.” I pushed my glasses and squinted, “But to have more fun, we can only book two rooms. Two people in each room and we can look after each other as well. What do you think?”

The heartthrob answered calmly, “I think it’s good.”

I satisfiedly booked two rooms. Only when I looked up did I notice Lao Er’s and Lao Si’s expressions were quite weird.

“What’s wrong? Got a problem with that?”

Lao Er and Lao Si were hugging each other. They were shivering while looking at the heartthrob behind me.

I turned my head in bewilderment, and the heartthrob smiled harmlessly at me.

Well, it seems to be a perfect unanimous vote.