Chapter 68 - Many more decades

Ye Yao finds that his new friend Lu Xun is very repulsed by homosexuality/admiration.

To put it simply, he is homophobic.

The reason he found out about it was simple: he saw a boy confess his love for Lu Xun.

At that time, Ye Yao packed his school bag and went to work in a milk tea shop. His new desk mate and new best friend Lu Xun was carrying a backpack on one shoulder, with his hands in his pockets, and expressionlessly said that he was bored and wanted to go with him.

Lu Xun's family and former friends are not here, and no one cares where he goes after school.

"Whatever." Ye Yao didn't care about being seen by someone she knew at work, "You remember to get your homework for today."

Lu Xun frowned: "What is homework, I never write this stuff."

"Oh, okay." Ye Yao continued to pack her bag, with a hint of regret in her voice, "I didn't have much time to do my homework and wanted to borrow yours to copy it so I could sleep earlier at night, but if you don't do it then I can't do anything about it."

Ye Yao sighed, zipped up her school bag and picked it up, "Let's go."

Lu Xun's frown tightened and he looked at Ye Yao for a moment, bending down impatiently to take his workbooks and books out of the drawer and stuff them into his bag.

The corners of Ye Yao's lips curled invisibly as she watched Lu Xun reshuffle his backpack over his shoulder.

"Class Leader Ye asked me to copy my homework and I remembered it." Lu Xun said.

Ye Yao smiled, "I'll let you copy it back next time."

The young master grunted, reluctantly agreed to the exchange, and walked out of the classroom with Ye Yao.

Ye Yao did not tell Lu Xun that his family was in a special situation and that he had always done well enough in his studies that the teachers in all subjects turned a blind eye to whether he would hand in his homework, except that he would finish it on time.

In fact, the time it takes to copy Lu Xun's work is not much different from the time it would take him to do it himself.

This may seem like a superfluous act, but Ye Yao felt it was worth it to get Lu Xun started on his homework.

Lu Xun came to school here alone, halfway across the country, without parents or friends by his side, and he helped out as much as he could.

They had to go to the bicycle parking area and had to walk around half of the basketball court after leaving the school building. Ye Yao and Lu Xun were halfway across the court when they suddenly saw a basketball flying towards them out of the corner of their eyes.

Lu Xun stands on the outside and raises his hand to intercept the flying basketball with precision.

Ye Yao noticed that the people in the basketball court were still playing basketball in a feverish manner, and wondered who was playing by himself shooting the ball on the side of the court and accidentally knocking it out.

Ye Yao was thinking this when he saw a boy running towards them.

The man is a good-looking man, considered white and with a sunny smile.

"Sorry, I couldn't control the ball when I was shooting, luckily you guys are okay." The boy spoke as he ran over, his eyes on Lu Xun, "You're a good player, let's make friends?"

Lu Xun threw the ball back before the boy could get to it.

Lu Xun's face was expressionless, he didn't want to talk much and turned his head the other way to look at Ye Yao: "Let's go."

But the boy who had thrown the basketball didn't stop there, he continued to move closer and reached out his hand.

"Classmate, did you get a piece of my ball on your sleeve here, let me help you-"

Before his fingertips can touch the sleeve, Lu Xun withdraws his hand.

"Dude, that's too much of a drag, no wonder the girls in my class have been talking about you." The boy smiled, "Make a friend? I heard you turned down all the girls who confessed to you, maybe we can exchange words?"

Lu Xun's expression is completely cold.

"Who's your brother." Lu Xun sneered, his eyebrows full of hostility, "Don't talk nonsense here, I'll accompany you if you want to be beaten up, I'll write my name backwards if I don't beat you up until you call yourself a grandson."

This attitude is many times worse than when confronted with a girl's confession.

The boy pauses for a moment, turns and runs away with the ball in his arms.

* The area is quiet.

Quiet returns to the surroundings and Ye Yao continues to move forward with Lu Xun.

Ye Yao was still thinking about the conversation when Lu Xun spoke in a deep voice, "Do you have any napkins?"

The dust on the hands and body during a fight is a medal of merit and there is no need to wipe it off immediately, and there is even less need to carry tissues at other times.

Ye Yao took a napkin out of his bag and handed it to Lu Xun, who took the mineral water out of the side of his backpack and wet it, then wiped his hands, which had just touched the ball, and his sleeves, which had almost been touched.

Having done so, Lu Xun tosses a perfectly sodden ball of paper towels into a distant rubbish bin with a flourish.

"...... You have a cleanliness problem?" Ye Yao asked.

They had been at the same table for a few days and he hadn't noticed that Lu Xun had a cleanliness problem.

"It's not a cleanliness fetish." Lu Xun frowned and drew another piece of paper to dry her hands, "I don't like people touching me, especially men, especially men who like me."

Ye Yao Yao was so enlightened that he finally understood what the boy meant by communicating with each other.

He is not surprised, however, that Lu Xun does not like to be touched.

Lu Xun seems to have an aura of isolation from other people, and it's only natural that the cool and toughened school bully doesn't like to be touched.

Luckily he was not in the habit of necessarily hooking up with his friend to promote affection, so he never touched Lu Xun and the two of them just interacted normally.

Walking to the parking area, Ye Yao opened his bike and suddenly something else occurred to him and he curiously asked his mysterious looking school bully friend, "So what are you going to do when you have to shake hands with someone on something like a podium in the future, wear a glove?"

"A handshake is a handshake, just don't be holding hands." Lu Xun probably imagined some image, a hint of disgust flashed across his face and his voice turned low, "Who wants to hold hands with a guy? In my life anyway, there's no way I'm going to hold."

*

Ye Yao Yao smoothly led the way to the milk tea shop where he was working.

Lu Xun found a corner seat and sat down. He sits for a while and takes out his homework and textbooks from inside his bag.

Why is he here doing his homework? So strange.

He was sick of following the rules and reading and writing his homework, and now he was actually doing what he hated most.

Lu Xun frowned and wrote the word solution under his homework.

The content underneath the words needed to be analysed with the mind, but the homework at the beginning was simple and could be done with a quick flip through the book, so Lu Xun didn't really understand it. But he shifted his attention to the man at the counter.

Ye Yao is so good looking that even the most ordinary work clothes have a unique charm on him, like a long and serene landscape painting.

A man who seemed so sheltered and detached from the world, yet when he was not at all familiar, he decisively chose to come to his aid after finding him surrounded by a number of people looking for trouble.

He was so quick and crisp that he waved his sleeve without taking a cloud with him, and didn't need his thanks in return, only giving him a dashing back.

Even when they saw him in class the next day, they could still pretend that nothing had happened, and even when they came to collect their homework from him, they didn't say a word about what had happened yesterday.

Is this a case of not trying to take credit, or does Ye Yao see this as an odd and unimportant incident in her life?

Lu Xun still hasn't written a single word of his homework.

Since Ye Yao started coming in, there have been more people around the shop, mostly girls.

Two girls sat at the table next to Lu Xun and ordered two cups of milk tea before enjoying the beauty and conversation.

Lu Xun faintly overheard their conversation.

"It's too strong to be able to work part-time and be first in his grade at the same time. I wonder how many points he could have dumped second in his grade if he had spent all his time studying?"

"I don't know, but it's impossible not to work part-time, I heard my mum say that his mum's illness costs quite a lot of money, so he has to work hard and save money. Why am I not a rich woman ah oooh, giving schoolmaster Ye warmth in hard times, he'll definitely remember me in the future, it's so hard to hate money when it's in use!"

"Alas, he definitely won't want it anymore, it's no use being a rich woman. I heard someone say that his family side ......"

There are no secrets in a small town, and Lu Xun sits and listens, hearing all about Ye Yao's family.

Lu Xun looks down at his shoes.

The clothes and shoes he was wearing were all designer brands, and the pair of shoes alone cost several thousand dollars.

He had been born with a golden spoon in his mouth, and now in front of him was a completely different person from him.

Well-behaved and polite, learning and living, the best child in the minds of his elders, never a worry in the world.

The polar opposite of him.

Lu Xun withdrew his gaze in silence, flipped through a few pages of the book to look at it, picked up his pen again and wrote down a string of equations at the back of the solution.

Lu Xun finished writing the first few questions when the two girls next to her changed the subject in a different direction.

"I wonder what type of girl he likes oh, if it's Schoolmaster Ye's girlfriend sitting here, maybe Schoolmaster Ye will even personally bring the milk tea over and then take the opportunity to chat with his girlfriend."

"Did you secretly watch the drama behind my back, why do you think so much! Whatever, then I'm the schoolmaster's girlfriend now, the schoolmaster brought me the milk tea over, that moment, the whole school exploded!"

Lu Xun's hand stopped moving his pen to write the question, and he looked at it in his textbook with a blank expression.

"Hey? He really came over with a glass of lemonade?"

"...... No way, his girlfriend can't really be here, my dreams are shattered."

Lu Xun's eyebrows twitched slightly when a glass of lemonade was suddenly held by slender fingers and placed on his desk, Lu Xun followed the hand upwards and met Ye Yao's eyes.

Ye Yao smiled slightly, "Writing so many questions? Amazing."

Lu Xun wrote another solution to the next question with a swipe of his pen, "That's not impressive, you've never seen anything more impressive."

Ye Yao agrees, and Lu Xun looks at the word "solution" more favourably as he asks, "How much did this glass of water cost you? I'll pay you back."

Ye Yao smiled and shook his head, "No money, it's on me, thanks for giving me the homework to copy."

The corner of Lu Xun's mouth lifted slightly, then pressed back down: "How many other people have you invited like this?"

Lu Xun saw Ye Yao and arched his eyes.

"Where are so many people lending me their homework to copy, you're the only one."

Lu Xun looked at Ye Yao and subconsciously went to grab the lemonade, but instead of pressing his hand against the cold glass, he pressed it against a warm object.

Ye Yao froze, remembering Lu Xun's dislike of male contact, and immediately removed his hand.

To his surprise, Lu Xun seems to have failed to react and follows his hand out of the glass.

Without the cup as support, their hands touch in mid-air as if they were holding each other.