Bad Boys Boot Camp: V1-C27

Chapter 27: Pathological Disorder

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_{“Only look at me, Qin Mo.}
“Hey, Yuan-ge (Zhao Yuan)? What’s wrong with your legs? Where’s all that badass attitude from before, huh? Are you just gonna stay laid up in bed every day now?”

“Only look at me, Qin Mo.

_{Qin Mo sat, writing a few lines on the paper before him, his handwriting neat. The slender lines, coupled with those well-rounded edges, made every character reflect the inner qualities of their creator.}Both this time and back when he first met Mo Nian, Qin Mo suddenly came to a realisation. So long as he showed anyone else the slightest amount of interest, Shen Zhuoyun’s personality did a one-eighty.

Qin Mo sat, writing a few lines on the paper before him, his handwriting neat. The slender lines, coupled with those well-rounded edges, made every character reflect the inner qualities of their creator.

Just when he was about to bring up Zhao Yuan’s precious younger brother, Qin Mo tapped on the door twice, his voice light as he spoke. “Please lower your voice. There are still some people sleeping.”

_{Even though his legs are busted, if everything went according to their plan, it might be possible to…}
“What the hell are you going on about, Yuan Datou (Bighead)? Are you and that cheap mouth of yours finally tired of living?”

Even though his legs are busted, if everything went according to their plan, it might be possible to…

_{“You shameless—”}The mophead was smacked over the loudmouth’s face.

“You shameless—”

_{Not far away from them was Jiang Shao, and despite the boy not hearing exactly what Shen Zhuoyun said, his instincts told him something had gone wrong. So without a stir, he made his exit.}Wearing an expression devoid of emotion, Qin Mo held onto the mop and said not a word as he delivered "greetings" all over Bighead Yuan’s body. The large youth resembled a clown as he ran around holding the basin. When he found a moment to launch a retaliatory attack, Qin Mo jabbed in the gut with the mop stick. The pain was so great, the loudmouth was finally silenced, sending the entirety of Class 8 into jubilation and jeers.

Not far away from them was Jiang Shao, and despite the boy not hearing exactly what Shen Zhuoyun said, his instincts told him something had gone wrong. So without a stir, he made his exit. After all, when the city’s gates are on fire, the fish in the pond would surely be affected. Or in other words, even though Shen Zhuoyun would never lay a finger on Qin Mo, beating a person like him would be child’s play, wouldn’t it?

_{But there was something else that couldn’t be ignored: Zhao Yuan’s current condition. The boy’s legs were really crippled, and he had a hаrd time even getting out of bed. So now, he just lies there, as if he were completely inept. He was such a pitiful sight that anyone who saw him felt miserable.}“Ohhhh! Fυcking A!” Class 8 erupted in cheers again. Swarming to Qin Mo, they hugged him by the shoulder and called him “brother” with delight, but he still never said a word. Tossing the mop aside, he moved to pick up his basin, his thin silhouette then making its way out of Class 8’s door.

But there was something else that couldn’t be ignored: Zhao Yuan’s current condition. The boy’s legs were really crippled, and he had a hаrd time even getting out of bed. So now, he just lies there, as if he were completely inept. He was such a pitiful sight that anyone who saw him felt miserable.

_{“I’m not taking Zhao Yuan with us.” Shen Zhuoyun took Qin Mo’s hand, caressing each finger inch by inch from his fingertіps. “It doesn’t matter if his legs are broken, his eyes are made blind, or even if he dies here. It has not a thing to do with me.”}
“Before, that would be the case, wouldn’t it? But now you’re all crippled, Zhao Yuan. So why’s a lapdog like you still putting on an act?”

“I’m not taking Zhao Yuan with us.” Shen Zhuoyun took Qin Mo’s hand, caressing each finger inch by inch from his fingertіps. “It doesn’t matter if his legs are broken, his eyes are made blind, or even if he dies here. It has not a thing to do with me.”

_{“Only look at me, Qin Mo.}“Shen Zhuoyun, you—”

“Only look at me, Qin Mo.

_{Qin Mo smashed the basin over his head, pinning him down before reaching for a mop near the door, he wielded, then swung.}The Yuan (源) in Zhao Yuan’s first name is different from the Yuan (袁) used in Yuan Datou/Bighead Yuan’s last name, btw—at least in terms of spelling. They actually share the same pronunciation. []The nickname Jiang Shao (姜绍) has for Qin Mo, Young Master Qin, is actually the term Qin-shao (秦少). The -shao sounds too much like Jiang Shao’s name to be hyphenated like -ge (big brother/bro).

Qin Mo smashed the basin over his head, pinning him down before reaching for a mop near the door, he wielded, then swung.

_{The mophead was smacked over the loudmouth’s face.}
Class 8 had been noisy like that all morning.

The mophead was smacked over the loudmouth’s face.

_{That bulbous boy had made somewhat of an impression on Qin Mo, so he was not unfamiliar. He was far from popular in his group, Class 6, and everyone called him by the moniker Bighead Yuan.}Resting a hand on Qin Mo’s shoulder, the older boy turned his head to speak directly into Qin Mo’s ear. “You’re such a good person, Qin Mo, so why don’t you show me any of your pity?”

That bulbous boy had made somewhat of an impression on Qin Mo, so he was not unfamiliar. He was far from popular in his group, Class 6, and everyone called him by the moniker Bighead Yuan. He sυcked up to the instructors. He sabotaged other students. He was like a mad dog that snapped at anyone who came his way! Given his habits, Zhao Yuan had delivered a few good punches whenever he got in his face. But now that Zhao Yuan was down for the count, the beaten dog came sniffing around every now and again to take advantage of the other boy’s misfortune.

_{Chapter 27: Pathological Disorder}
When Qin Mo was on his way back to his dorm after washing his face, a basin in hand, he threw a passing glance as he walked by Class 8’s door. Inside, he saw Zhao Yuan still lying in his bunk while a hulking boy stood in front of him.

Chapter 27: Pathological Disorder

_{When Bighead Yuan saw it was Qin Mo speaking, that ordinary and unimpressive face of his forced itself into a lеwd expression. “Oh… well, look who it is. If it isn’t Shen-{ge}’s little mistress from Class 9.”}“What? Is that not normal?” Shen Zhuoyun’s voice was still low. “I like you, which means I want to kiss you, hug you… bed you.” As he continued, a dreary expression formed on his face. “It also means I don’t want you to mention other people. I don’t want you to have eyes for someone else. I didn’t even like you helping out Doctor Jiang every single day!

When Bighead Yuan saw it was Qin Mo speaking, that ordinary and unimpressive face of his forced itself into a lеwd expression. “Oh… well, look who it is. If it isn’t Shen-ge’s little mistress from Class 9.”

Wearing an expression devoid of emotion, Qin Mo held onto the mop and said not a word as he delivered "greetings" all over Bighead Yuan’s body. The large youth resembled a clown as he ran around holding the basin. When he found a moment to launch a retaliatory attack, Qin Mo jabbed in the gut with the mop stick. The pain was so great, the loudmouth was finally silenced, sending the entirety of Class 8 into jubilation and jeers.

_{Qin Mo sat, writing a few lines on the paper before him, his handwriting neat. The slender lines, coupled with those well-rounded edges, made every character reflect the inner qualities of their creator.}Qin Mo smashed the basin over his head, pinning him down before reaching for a mop near the door, he wielded, then swung.

_{{Even though his legs are busted, if everything went according to their plan, it might be possible to…}}“Can we take Zhao Yuan with us?” Qin Mo paused his writing to ask out of the blue.

Even though his legs are busted, if everything went according to their plan, it might be possible to…

_{“Guess what I heard? It looks like our Young Master Qin displayed his great power today.” Jiang Shao described the events from that morning vividly, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes, his summation as satisfying as it was succinct.}
That bulbous boy had made somewhat of an impression on Qin Mo, so he was not unfamiliar. He was far from popular in his group, Class 6, and everyone called him by the moniker Bighead Yuan. He sυcked up to the instructors. He sabotaged other students. He was like a mad dog that snapped at anyone who came his way! Given his habits, Zhao Yuan had delivered a few good punches whenever he got in his face. But now that Zhao Yuan was down for the count, the beaten dog came sniffing around every now and again to take advantage of the other boy’s misfortune.

“Guess what I heard? It looks like our Young Master Qin displayed his great power today.” Jiang Shao described the events from that morning vividly, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes, his summation as satisfying as it was succinct.

_{-“Oh my fυcking god! That was seriously badass!”}“I don’t like it when you bring up other people. It doesn’t matter if they’re a girl or a guy.” Shen Zhuoyun was unperturbed by the scolding, simply resting his chin on the other boy’s shoulder, his voice soft and light. “Qin Mo… I want [to fυck] you so bad, it’s driving me crazy.”

-“Oh my fυcking god! That was seriously badass!”

_{Qin Mo smashed the basin over his head, pinning him down before reaching for a mop near the door, he wielded, then swung.}
Bighead Yuan was a coward. The other boys in Class 8 looked at him as if he were a toad, and he honestly didn’t have the balls to actually do something to Zhao Yuan. Although his body was big, all he had was "mouth". Nonetheless, the words he currently spat were vicious.

Qin Mo smashed the basin over his head, pinning him down before reaching for a mop near the door, he wielded, then swung.

_{The Yuan (源) in Zhao Yuan’s first name is different from the Yuan (袁) used in Yuan Datou/Bighead Yuan’s last name, btw—at least in terms of spelling. They actually share the same pronunciation. []The nickname Jiang Shao (姜绍) has for Qin Mo, Young Master Qin, is actually the term Qin-shao (秦少). The -shao sounds too much like Jiang Shao’s name to be hyphenated like -ge (big brother/bro).}“Do you feel sorry for him?” A hint of something dangerous flashed within Shen Zhouyun’s eyes as he leaned in closer to ask Qin Mo.

The Yuan (源) in Zhao Yuan’s first name is different from the Yuan (袁) used in Yuan Datou/Bighead Yuan’s last name, btw—at least in terms of spelling. They actually share the same pronunciation. []The nickname Jiang Shao (姜绍) has for Qin Mo, Young Master Qin, is actually the term Qin-shao (秦少). The -shao sounds too much like Jiang Shao’s name to be hyphenated like -ge (big brother/bro).

_{This fact made Bighead Yuan have it out for him for a long time, so he couldn’t hold back once he got the chance to flap his lips. “Oh ho ho, I guess some folks are just different from others, huh?” the large boy sneered. “Others have to put in the work, while some can just use that girly little face of theirs to sell their aѕs and get a top seat at the school. How impressive, really—”}When Qin Mo was on his way back to his dorm after washing his face, a basin in hand, he threw a passing glance as he walked by Class 8’s door. Inside, he saw Zhao Yuan still lying in his bunk while a hulking boy stood in front of him.

This fact made Bighead Yuan have it out for him for a long time, so he couldn’t hold back once he got the chance to flap his lips. “Oh ho ho, I guess some folks are just different from others, huh?” the large boy sneered. “Others have to put in the work, while some can just use that girly little face of theirs to sell their aѕs and get a top seat at the school. How impressive, really—”

_N/AIs it some sort of pathological disorder?

N/A

_{“What? Is that not normal?” Shen Zhuoyun’s voice was still low. “I like you, which means I want to kiss you, hug you… bed you.” As he continued, a dreary expression formed on his face. “It also means I don’t want you to mention other people. I don’t want you to have eyes for someone else. I didn’t even like you helping out Doctor Jiang every single day!}
Just when he was about to bring up Zhao Yuan’s precious younger brother, Qin Mo tapped on the door twice, his voice light as he spoke. “Please lower your voice. There are still some people sleeping.”

“What? Is that not normal?” Shen Zhuoyun’s voice was still low. “I like you, which means I want to kiss you, hug you… bed you.” As he continued, a dreary expression formed on his face. “It also means I don’t want you to mention other people. I don’t want you to have eyes for someone else. I didn’t even like you helping out Doctor Jiang every single day!

_{-“The bastard deserved every hit. I’ve been itching so bad to take a swing at him for a long time now.”}After learning about Qin Mo’s background, Jiang Shao had insisted on calling Qin Mo “Young Master Qin” instead. It was honestly Qin Mo’s first time being referred to in such a manner. It was as if Jiang Shao wanted to openly display his praise.

-“The bastard deserved every hit. I’ve been itching so bad to take a swing at him for a long time now.”

_Twack!
When Bighead Yuan saw it was Qin Mo speaking, that ordinary and unimpressive face of his forced itself into a lеwd expression. “Oh… well, look who it is. If it isn’t Shen-ge’s little mistress from Class 9.”

Twack!

_◈◇◈The Yuan (源) in Zhao Yuan’s first name is different from the Yuan (袁) used in Yuan Datou/Bighead Yuan’s last name, btw—at least in terms of spelling. They actually share the same pronunciation. []The nickname Jiang Shao (姜绍) has for Qin Mo, Young Master Qin, is actually the term Qin-shao (秦少). The -shao sounds too much like Jiang Shao’s name to be hyphenated like -ge (big brother/bro).

◈◇◈

_{{Liking someone is normal,} Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…}}Is this really the same person? Is he really the boy with the peach blossom eyes who talked to me with the kindest smile when we first met?

Liking someone is normal, Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…

_{Qin Mo blushed from his nape to the top of his head so hаrd that it seemed even his hair would be singed. Throwing a glance at Jiang Shao, who had retreated over ten metres since who knows when, he then retracted the hand on his shoulder that seemed to coil around him like a viper.}
Having been there for a while, Qin Mo was already considered a top dog at the school. Yes, it came from having a powerful backer behind him, and he wasn’t one for getting involved in the messes of that school. But he was a decent person. He could also be regarded as the school’s poster boy for good behaviour.

Qin Mo blushed from his nape to the top of his head so hаrd that it seemed even his hair would be singed. Throwing a glance at Jiang Shao, who had retreated over ten metres since who knows when, he then retracted the hand on his shoulder that seemed to coil around him like a viper.

_{Zhao Yuan killed him.}-“Instead of just talking, you should’ve actually done it, then…”

Zhao Yuan killed him.

_{“A little.” Qin Mo replied with a nod.}Just when he was about to bring up Zhao Yuan’s precious younger brother, Qin Mo tapped on the door twice, his voice light as he spoke. “Please lower your voice. There are still some people sleeping.”

“A little.” Qin Mo replied with a nod.

_{Qin Mo sat, writing a few lines on the paper before him, his handwriting neat. The slender lines, coupled with those well-rounded edges, made every character reflect the inner qualities of their creator.}
This fact made Bighead Yuan have it out for him for a long time, so he couldn’t hold back once he got the chance to flap his lips. “Oh ho ho, I guess some folks are just different from others, huh?” the large boy sneered. “Others have to put in the work, while some can just use that girly little face of theirs to sell their aѕs and get a top seat at the school. How impressive, really—”

_{{…could Shen Zhuoyun be considered normal?}}Honestly, the reason Bighead Yuan went unscathed had less to do with the boys of Class 8’s unwillingness to act and more to do with them not knowing how their new instructor would react. So if they did go rushing to attack the loudmouth thoughtlessly, there was a chance the only ones who’d suffer would be them, not Bighead.

…could Shen Zhuoyun be considered normal?

_{Wearing an expression devoid of emotion, Qin Mo held onto the mop and said not a word as he delivered "greetings" all over Bighead Yuan’s body. The large youth resembled a clown as he ran around holding the basin.}When Qin Mo was on his way back to his dorm after washing his face, a basin in hand, he threw a passing glance as he walked by Class 8’s door. Inside, he saw Zhao Yuan still lying in his bunk while a hulking boy stood in front of him.

_{“Qin Mo! You—”}
Twack!

“Qin Mo! You—”

_{After learning about Qin Mo’s background, Jiang Shao had insisted on calling Qin Mo “Young Master Qin” instead. It was honestly Qin Mo’s first time being referred to in such a manner. It was as if Jiang Shao wanted to openly display his praise.}That bulbous boy had made somewhat of an impression on Qin Mo, so he was not unfamiliar. He was far from popular in his group, Class 6, and everyone called him by the moniker Bighead Yuan. He sυcked up to the instructors. He sabotaged other students. He was like a mad dog that snapped at anyone who came his way! Given his habits, Zhao Yuan had delivered a few good punches whenever he got in his face. But now that Zhao Yuan was down for the count, the beaten dog came sniffing around every now and again to take advantage of the other boy’s misfortune.

After learning about Qin Mo’s background, Jiang Shao had insisted on calling Qin Mo “Young Master Qin” instead. It was honestly Qin Mo’s first time being referred to in such a manner. It was as if Jiang Shao wanted to openly display his praise.

_{“Qin Mo! You—”}This fact made Bighead Yuan have it out for him for a long time, so he couldn’t hold back once he got the chance to flap his lips. “Oh ho ho, I guess some folks are just different from others, huh?” the large boy sneered. “Others have to put in the work, while some can just use that girly little face of theirs to sell their aѕs and get a top seat at the school. How impressive, really—”

“Qin Mo! You—”

_Twack!
Qin Mo smashed the basin over his head, pinning him down before reaching for a mop near the door, he wielded, then swung.

Twack!

_{Chapter 27: Pathological Disorder}What the fυck?!

Chapter 27: Pathological Disorder

_{Bighead Yuan was a coward. The other boys in Class 8 looked at him as if he were a toad, and he honestly didn’t have the balls to actually do something to Zhao Yuan. Although his body was big, all he had was "mouth". Nonetheless, the words he currently spat were vicious.}“What? Is that not normal?” Shen Zhuoyun’s voice was still low. “I like you, which means I want to kiss you, hug you… bed you.” As he continued, a dreary expression formed on his face. “It also means I don’t want you to mention other people. I don’t want you to have eyes for someone else. I didn’t even like you helping out Doctor Jiang every single day!

Bighead Yuan was a coward. The other boys in Class 8 looked at him as if he were a toad, and he honestly didn’t have the balls to actually do something to Zhao Yuan. Although his body was big, all he had was "mouth". Nonetheless, the words he currently spat were vicious.

_N/AWhat the fυck?!

N/A

_{“You shameless—”}After learning about Qin Mo’s background, Jiang Shao had insisted on calling Qin Mo “Young Master Qin” instead. It was honestly Qin Mo’s first time being referred to in such a manner. It was as if Jiang Shao wanted to openly display his praise.

“You shameless—”

_{{Even though his legs are busted, if everything went according to their plan, it might be possible to…}}Wearing an expression devoid of emotion, Qin Mo held onto the mop and said not a word as he delivered "greetings" all over Bighead Yuan’s body. The large youth resembled a clown as he ran around holding the basin. When he found a moment to launch a retaliatory attack, Qin Mo jabbed in the gut with the mop stick. The pain was so great, the loudmouth was finally silenced, sending the entirety of Class 8 into jubilation and jeers.

Even though his legs are busted, if everything went according to their plan, it might be possible to…

_{-“Instead of just talking, you should’ve actually done it, then…”}Liking someone is normal, Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…

-“Instead of just talking, you should’ve actually done it, then…”

_{“Can we take Zhao Yuan with us?” Qin Mo paused his writing to ask out of the blue.}
Smack!

“Can we take Zhao Yuan with us?” Qin Mo paused his writing to ask out of the blue.

_{Smack!}“Guess what I heard? It looks like our Young Master Qin displayed his great power today.” Jiang Shao described the events from that morning vividly, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes, his summation as satisfying as it was succinct.

Smack!

_{Zhao Yuan killed him.}Twack!

Zhao Yuan killed him.

_{{Even though his legs are busted, if everything went according to their plan, it might be possible to…}}-“The bastard deserved every hit. I’ve been itching so bad to take a swing at him for a long time now.”

Even though his legs are busted, if everything went according to their plan, it might be possible to…

_{Class 8 had been noisy like that all morning.}
“Fυck! You fυcking—”

Class 8 had been noisy like that all morning.

_{Just when he was about to bring up Zhao Yuan’s precious younger brother, Qin Mo tapped on the door twice, his voice light as he spoke. “Please lower your voice. There are still some people sleeping.”}“I wouldn’t even mind if they kept us locked in that warehouse forever. I wouldn’t mind such a thing at all since it means I would get to spend the rest of my days with you.”

_{“Guess what I heard? It looks like our Young Master Qin displayed his great power today.” Jiang Shao described the events from that morning vividly, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes, his summation as satisfying as it was succinct.}“Hey, Yuan-ge (Zhao Yuan)? What’s wrong with your legs? Where’s all that badass attitude from before, huh? Are you just gonna stay laid up in bed every day now?”

Bighead Yuan had been hit several times, even in the face. He was hit so much that he was pushed all the way out of Class 8’s dorm. But even then, he still didn’t forget to depart after yelling his challenge, “Just you wait, Qin Mo! I’ll kill your aѕs sooner or later!”

_{After learning about Qin Mo’s background, Jiang Shao had insisted on calling Qin Mo “Young Master Qin” instead. It was honestly Qin Mo’s first time being referred to in such a manner. It was as if Jiang Shao wanted to openly display his praise.}Qin Mo blushed from his nape to the top of his head so hаrd that it seemed even his hair would be singed. Throwing a glance at Jiang Shao, who had retreated over ten metres since who knows when, he then retracted the hand on his shoulder that seemed to coil around him like a viper.

_{“You shameless—”}Just when he was about to bring up Zhao Yuan’s precious younger brother, Qin Mo tapped on the door twice, his voice light as he spoke. “Please lower your voice. There are still some people sleeping.”

“You shameless—”

_{“Are you serious right now?” Qin Mo turned towards him with a glare. “That and this are two completely different matters.”}Bighead Yuan was a coward. The other boys in Class 8 looked at him as if he were a toad, and he honestly didn’t have the balls to actually do something to Zhao Yuan. Although his body was big, all he had was "mouth". Nonetheless, the words he currently spat were vicious.

“Are you serious right now?” Qin Mo turned towards him with a glare. “That and this are two completely different matters.”

_{Honestly, the reason Bighead Yuan went unscathed had less to do with the boys of Class 8’s unwillingness to act and more to do with them not knowing how their new instructor would react. So if they did go rushing to attack the loudmouth thoughtlessly, there was a chance the only ones who’d suffer would be them, not Bighead.}“I wouldn’t even mind if they kept us locked in that warehouse forever. I wouldn’t mind such a thing at all since it means I would get to spend the rest of my days with you.”

Honestly, the reason Bighead Yuan went unscathed had less to do with the boys of Class 8’s unwillingness to act and more to do with them not knowing how their new instructor would react. So if they did go rushing to attack the loudmouth thoughtlessly, there was a chance the only ones who’d suffer would be them, not Bighead.

_{When Bighead Yuan saw it was Qin Mo speaking, that ordinary and unimpressive face of his forced itself into a lеwd expression. “Oh… well, look who it is. If it isn’t Shen-ge’s little mistress from Class 9.”}
“You shameless—”

_{Smack!}“A little.” Qin Mo replied with a nod.

Smack!

_{Bighead Yuan had been hit several times, even in the face. He was hit so much that he was pushed all the way out of Class 8’s dorm. But even then, he still didn’t forget to depart after yelling his challenge, “Just you wait, Qin Mo! I’ll kill your aѕs sooner or later!”}Seeing the person before wearing an indifferent expression, yet possessing eyes that held a dеsire to devour him whole, Qin Mo unconsciously gasped.

_{{Liking someone is normal,} Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…}}Chapter 27: Pathological Disorder

Liking someone is normal, Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…

_{“He might look all miserable now,” Shen Zhuoyun sneered, “but he’s not a good person either.”}Zhao Yuan killed him.

“He might look all miserable now,” Shen Zhuoyun sneered, “but he’s not a good person either.”

_{The mophead was smacked over the loudmouth’s face.}With the case of Zhi Ziying’s suicide still fresh in people’s minds, the school would naturally not want another murder case on their hands. So, given that the instructor had no relatives or relationships, they simply covered up his death.

The mophead was smacked over the loudmouth’s face.

_{“Are you trying to curry favour with Zhao Yuan?” Shen Zhuoyun teased.}
Wearing an expression devoid of emotion, Qin Mo held onto the mop and said not a word as he delivered "greetings" all over Bighead Yuan’s body. The large youth resembled a clown as he ran around holding the basin. When he found a moment to launch a retaliatory attack, Qin Mo jabbed in the gut with the mop stick. The pain was so great, the loudmouth was finally silenced, sending the entirety of Class 8 into jubilation and jeers.

“Are you trying to curry favour with Zhao Yuan?” Shen Zhuoyun teased.

_{“He might look all miserable now,” Shen Zhuoyun sneered, “but he’s not a good person either.”}“You can’t run away, and I will never let you go.”

“He might look all miserable now,” Shen Zhuoyun sneered, “but he’s not a good person either.”

_◈◇◈Resting a hand on Qin Mo’s shoulder, the older boy turned his head to speak directly into Qin Mo’s ear. “You’re such a good person, Qin Mo, so why don’t you show me any of your pity?”

◈◇◈

_{-“Instead of just talking, you should’ve actually done it, then…”}The previous instructor for Class 8 was dead.

-“Instead of just talking, you should’ve actually done it, then…”

_{“What the hell are you going on about, Yuan Datou (Bighead)? Are you and that cheap mouth of yours finally tired of living?”}The mophead was smacked over the loudmouth’s face.

“What the hell are you going on about, Yuan Datou (Bighead)? Are you and that cheap mouth of yours finally tired of living?”

_{“A little.” Qin Mo replied with a nod.}“What the hell are you going on about, Yuan Datou (Bighead)? Are you and that cheap mouth of yours finally tired of living?”

“A little.” Qin Mo replied with a nod.

_{Wearing an expression devoid of emotion, Qin Mo held onto the mop and said not a word as he delivered "greetings" all over Bighead Yuan’s body. The large youth resembled a clown as he ran around holding the basin.}
-“The bastard deserved every hit. I’ve been itching so bad to take a swing at him for a long time now.”

_{{…could Shen Zhuoyun be considered normal?}}Qin Mo shook his head in response. There was no reason for him to do such a thing in the first place. It was just that the sight of that Bighead Yuan guy pissed him off, and the fact that Zhao Yuan was at his lowest made the brute’s display an unbearable sight.

…could Shen Zhuoyun be considered normal?

Both this time and back when he first met Mo Nian, Qin Mo suddenly came to a realisation. So long as he showed anyone else the slightest amount of interest, Shen Zhuoyun’s personality did a one-eighty.

_{“A little.” Qin Mo replied with a nod.}
Honestly, the reason Bighead Yuan went unscathed had less to do with the boys of Class 8’s unwillingness to act and more to do with them not knowing how their new instructor would react. So if they did go rushing to attack the loudmouth thoughtlessly, there was a chance the only ones who’d suffer would be them, not Bighead.

“A little.” Qin Mo replied with a nod.

_{“I don’t like it when you bring up other people. It doesn’t matter if they’re a girl or a guy.” Shen Zhuoyun was unperturbed by the scolding, simply resting his chin on the other boy’s shoulder, his voice soft and light. “Qin Mo… I want [to fυck] you so bad, it’s driving me crazy.”}“Can we take Zhao Yuan with us?” Qin Mo paused his writing to ask out of the blue.

“I don’t like it when you bring up other people. It doesn’t matter if they’re a girl or a guy.” Shen Zhuoyun was unperturbed by the scolding, simply resting his chin on the other boy’s shoulder, his voice soft and light. “Qin Mo… I want [to fυck] you so bad, it’s driving me crazy.”

_{“Before, that would be the case, wouldn’t it? But now you’re all crippled, Zhao Yuan. So why’s a lapdog like you still putting on an act?”}
Bighead Yuan had been hit several times, even in the face. He was hit so much that he was pushed all the way out of Class 8’s dorm. But even then, he still didn’t forget to depart after yelling his challenge, “Just you wait, Qin Mo! I’ll kill your aѕs sooner or later!”

“Before, that would be the case, wouldn’t it? But now you’re all crippled, Zhao Yuan. So why’s a lapdog like you still putting on an act?”

_{“What the hell are you going on about, Yuan Datou (Bighead)? Are you and that cheap mouth of yours finally tired of living?”}Twack!

“What the hell are you going on about, Yuan Datou (Bighead)? Are you and that cheap mouth of yours finally tired of living?”

_N/A
Twack!

N/A

_{Seeing the person before wearing an indifferent expression, yet possessing eyes that held a dеsire to devour him whole, Qin Mo unconsciously gasped.}“Before, that would be the case, wouldn’t it? But now you’re all crippled, Zhao Yuan. So why’s a lapdog like you still putting on an act?”

Seeing the person before wearing an indifferent expression, yet possessing eyes that held a dеsire to devour him whole, Qin Mo unconsciously gasped.

_{“Fυck! You fυcking—”}But there was something else that couldn’t be ignored: Zhao Yuan’s current condition. The boy’s legs were really crippled, and he had a hаrd time even getting out of bed. So now, he just lies there, as if he were completely inept. He was such a pitiful sight that anyone who saw him felt miserable.

“Fυck! You fυcking—”

_{“Only look at me, Qin Mo.}The previous instructor for Class 8 was dead.

“Only look at me, Qin Mo.

_{“I don’t like it when you bring up other people. It doesn’t matter if they’re a girl or a guy.” Shen Zhuoyun was unperturbed by the scolding, simply resting his chin on the other boy’s shoulder, his voice soft and light. “Qin Mo… I want [to fυck] you so bad, it’s driving me crazy.”}
The mophead was smacked over the loudmouth’s face.

_{“A little.” Qin Mo replied with a nod.}Both this time and back when he first met Mo Nian, Qin Mo suddenly came to a realisation. So long as he showed anyone else the slightest amount of interest, Shen Zhuoyun’s personality did a one-eighty.

“A little.” Qin Mo replied with a nod.

_{Twack!}Liking someone is normal, Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…

Twack!

_{Not far away from them was Jiang Shao, and despite the boy not hearing exactly what Shen Zhuoyun said, his instincts told him something had gone wrong. So without a stir, he made his exit.}Bighead Yuan was a coward. The other boys in Class 8 looked at him as if he were a toad, and he honestly didn’t have the balls to actually do something to Zhao Yuan. Although his body was big, all he had was "mouth". Nonetheless, the words he currently spat were vicious.

_{Liking someone is normal, Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…}
“Ohhhh! Fυcking A!” Class 8 erupted in cheers again. Swarming to Qin Mo, they hugged him by the shoulder and called him “brother” with delight, but he still never said a word. Tossing the mop aside, he moved to pick up his basin, his thin silhouette then making its way out of Class 8’s door.

Liking someone is normal, Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…

_{Twack!}Bighead Yuan was a coward. The other boys in Class 8 looked at him as if he were a toad, and he honestly didn’t have the balls to actually do something to Zhao Yuan. Although his body was big, all he had was "mouth". Nonetheless, the words he currently spat were vicious.

Twack!

_{“Do you feel sorry for him?” A hint of something dangerous flashed within Shen Zhouyun’s eyes as he leaned in closer to ask Qin Mo.}Smack!

“Do you feel sorry for him?” A hint of something dangerous flashed within Shen Zhouyun’s eyes as he leaned in closer to ask Qin Mo.

_{The mophead was smacked over the loudmouth’s face.}Chapter 27: Pathological Disorder

The mophead was smacked over the loudmouth’s face.

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_{Both this time and back when he first met Mo Nian, Qin Mo suddenly came to a realisation. So long as he showed anyone else the slightest amount of interest, Shen Zhuoyun’s personality did a one-eighty.}
“Guess what I heard? It looks like our Young Master Qin displayed his great power today.” Jiang Shao described the events from that morning vividly, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes, his summation as satisfying as it was succinct.

_{The Yuan (源) in Zhao Yuan’s first name is different from the Yuan (袁) used in Yuan Datou/Bighead Yuan’s last name, btw—at least in terms of spelling. They actually share the same pronunciation. []The nickname Jiang Shao (姜绍) has for Qin Mo, Young Master Qin, is actually the term Qin-shao (秦少). The -shao sounds too much like Jiang Shao’s name to be hyphenated like -ge (big brother/bro).}Qin Mo sat, writing a few lines on the paper before him, his handwriting neat. The slender lines, coupled with those well-rounded edges, made every character reflect the inner qualities of their creator.

_◈◇◈Even though his legs are busted, if everything went according to their plan, it might be possible to…

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_{Reading people was that self-proclaimed minion’s special ability.}
After learning about Qin Mo’s background, Jiang Shao had insisted on calling Qin Mo “Young Master Qin” instead. It was honestly Qin Mo’s first time being referred to in such a manner. It was as if Jiang Shao wanted to openly display his praise.

Reading people was that self-proclaimed minion’s special ability.

_{Twack!}Chapter 27: Pathological Disorder

Twack!

_{Zhao Yuan killed him.}
“Are you trying to curry favour with Zhao Yuan?” Shen Zhuoyun teased.

Zhao Yuan killed him.

_{“Before, that would be the case, wouldn’t it? But now you’re all crippled, Zhao Yuan. So why’s a lapdog like you still putting on an act?”}-“Instead of just talking, you should’ve actually done it, then…”

“Before, that would be the case, wouldn’t it? But now you’re all crippled, Zhao Yuan. So why’s a lapdog like you still putting on an act?”

_{-“Oh my fυcking god! That was seriously badass!”}The previous instructor for Class 8 was dead.

-“Oh my fυcking god! That was seriously badass!”

_{Smack!}“You can’t run away, and I will never let you go.”

Smack!

_{“Do you feel sorry for him?” A hint of something dangerous flashed within Shen Zhouyun’s eyes as he leaned in closer to ask Qin Mo.}
Qin Mo shook his head in response. There was no reason for him to do such a thing in the first place. It was just that the sight of that Bighead Yuan guy pissed him off, and the fact that Zhao Yuan was at his lowest made the brute’s display an unbearable sight.

“Do you feel sorry for him?” A hint of something dangerous flashed within Shen Zhouyun’s eyes as he leaned in closer to ask Qin Mo.

_{The Yuan (源) in Zhao Yuan’s first name is different from the Yuan (袁) used in Yuan Datou/Bighead Yuan’s last name, btw—at least in terms of spelling. They actually share the same pronunciation. []The nickname Jiang Shao (姜绍) has for Qin Mo, Young Master Qin, is actually the term Qin-shao (秦少). The -shao sounds too much like Jiang Shao’s name to be hyphenated like -ge (big brother/bro).}Is this really the same person? Is he really the boy with the peach blossom eyes who talked to me with the kindest smile when we first met?

_◈◇◈“What? Is that not normal?” Shen Zhuoyun’s voice was still low. “I like you, which means I want to kiss you, hug you… bed you.” As he continued, a dreary expression formed on his face. “It also means I don’t want you to mention other people. I don’t want you to have eyes for someone else. I didn’t even like you helping out Doctor Jiang every single day!

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_{Resting a hand on Qin Mo’s shoulder, the older boy turned his head to speak directly into Qin Mo’s ear. “You’re such a good person, Qin Mo, so why don’t you show me any of your pity?”}“Fυck! You fυcking—”

Resting a hand on Qin Mo’s shoulder, the older boy turned his head to speak directly into Qin Mo’s ear. “You’re such a good person, Qin Mo, so why don’t you show me any of your pity?”

_{Having been there for a while, Qin Mo was already considered a top dog at the school. Yes, it came from having a powerful backer behind him, and he wasn’t one for getting involved in the messes of that school. But he was a decent person. He could also be regarded as the school’s poster boy for good behaviour.}“I’m not taking Zhao Yuan with us.” Shen Zhuoyun took Qin Mo’s hand, caressing each finger inch by inch from his fingertіps. “It doesn’t matter if his legs are broken, his eyes are made blind, or even if he dies here. It has not a thing to do with me.”

Having been there for a while, Qin Mo was already considered a top dog at the school. Yes, it came from having a powerful backer behind him, and he wasn’t one for getting involved in the messes of that school. But he was a decent person. He could also be regarded as the school’s poster boy for good behaviour.

_{The previous instructor for Class 8 was dead.}
The previous instructor for Class 8 was dead.

The previous instructor for Class 8 was dead.

_{“What? Is that not normal?” Shen Zhuoyun’s voice was still low. “I like you, which means I want to kiss you, hug you… bed you.” As he continued, a dreary expression formed on his face. “It also means I don’t want you to mention other people. I don’t want you to have eyes for someone else. I didn’t even like you helping out Doctor Jiang every single day!}Not far away from them was Jiang Shao, and despite the boy not hearing exactly what Shen Zhuoyun said, his instincts told him something had gone wrong. So without a stir, he made his exit. After all, when the city’s gates are on fire, the fish in the pond would surely be affected. Or in other words, even though Shen Zhuoyun would never lay a finger on Qin Mo, beating a person like him would be child’s play, wouldn’t it?

_{The mophead was smacked over the loudmouth’s face.}Qin Mo shook his head in response. There was no reason for him to do such a thing in the first place. It was just that the sight of that Bighead Yuan guy pissed him off, and the fact that Zhao Yuan was at his lowest made the brute’s display an unbearable sight.

The mophead was smacked over the loudmouth’s face.

_{-“Oh my fυcking god! That was seriously badass!”}
Zhao Yuan killed him.

-“Oh my fυcking god! That was seriously badass!”

_{Bighead Yuan had been hit several times, even in the face. He was hit so much that he was pushed all the way out of Class 8’s dorm. But even then, he still didn’t forget to depart after yelling his challenge, “Just you wait, Qin Mo! I’ll kill your aѕs sooner or later!”}Both this time and back when he first met Mo Nian, Qin Mo suddenly came to a realisation. So long as he showed anyone else the slightest amount of interest, Shen Zhuoyun’s personality did a one-eighty.

_{The Yuan (源) in Zhao Yuan’s first name is different from the Yuan (袁) used in Yuan Datou/Bighead Yuan’s last name, btw—at least in terms of spelling. They actually share the same pronunciation. []The nickname Jiang Shao (姜绍) has for Qin Mo, Young Master Qin, is actually the term Qin-shao (秦少). The -shao sounds too much like Jiang Shao’s name to be hyphenated like -ge (big brother/bro).}
The man didn’t die right away, of course. He was still technically breathing after their fight. But after heading to the hospital again for surgery, he remained there for a few more days before eventually passing away.

_{Bighead Yuan had been hit several times, even in the face. He was hit so much that he was pushed all the way out of Class 8’s dorm. But even then, he still didn’t forget to depart after yelling his challenge, “Just you wait, Qin Mo! I’ll kill your aѕs sooner or later!”}After learning about Qin Mo’s background, Jiang Shao had insisted on calling Qin Mo “Young Master Qin” instead. It was honestly Qin Mo’s first time being referred to in such a manner. It was as if Jiang Shao wanted to openly display his praise.

_{Is this really the same person? Is he really the boy with the peach blossom eyes who talked to me with the kindest smile when we first met?}
With the case of Zhi Ziying’s suicide still fresh in people’s minds, the school would naturally not want another murder case on their hands. So, given that the instructor had no relatives or relationships, they simply covered up his death.

Is this really the same person? Is he really the boy with the peach blossom eyes who talked to me with the kindest smile when we first met?

_{“You shameless—”}“Guess what I heard? It looks like our Young Master Qin displayed his great power today.” Jiang Shao described the events from that morning vividly, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes, his summation as satisfying as it was succinct.

“You shameless—”

_{Twack!}That bulbous boy had made somewhat of an impression on Qin Mo, so he was not unfamiliar. He was far from popular in his group, Class 6, and everyone called him by the moniker Bighead Yuan. He sυcked up to the instructors. He sabotaged other students. He was like a mad dog that snapped at anyone who came his way! Given his habits, Zhao Yuan had delivered a few good punches whenever he got in his face. But now that Zhao Yuan was down for the count, the beaten dog came sniffing around every now and again to take advantage of the other boy’s misfortune.

Twack!

_{Qin Mo shook his head in response. There was no reason for him to do such a thing in the first place. It was just that the sight of that Bighead Yuan guy pissed him off, and the fact that Zhao Yuan was at his lowest made the brute’s display an unbearable sight.}
But there was something else that couldn’t be ignored: Zhao Yuan’s current condition. The boy’s legs were really crippled, and he had a hаrd time even getting out of bed. So now, he just lies there, as if he were completely inept. He was such a pitiful sight that anyone who saw him felt miserable.

Qin Mo shook his head in response. There was no reason for him to do such a thing in the first place. It was just that the sight of that Bighead Yuan guy pissed him off, and the fact that Zhao Yuan was at his lowest made the brute’s display an unbearable sight.

_{The Yuan (源) in Zhao Yuan’s first name is different from the Yuan (袁) used in Yuan Datou/Bighead Yuan’s last name, btw—at least in terms of spelling. They actually share the same pronunciation. []The nickname Jiang Shao (姜绍) has for Qin Mo, Young Master Qin, is actually the term Qin-shao (秦少). The -shao sounds too much like Jiang Shao’s name to be hyphenated like -ge (big brother/bro).}Qin Mo smashed the basin over his head, pinning him down before reaching for a mop near the door, he wielded, then swung.

_{“What the hell are you going on about, Yuan Datou (Bighead)? Are you and that cheap mouth of yours finally tired of living?”}“Fυck! You fυcking—”

“What the hell are you going on about, Yuan Datou (Bighead)? Are you and that cheap mouth of yours finally tired of living?”

_{Seeing the person before wearing an indifferent expression, yet possessing eyes that held a dеsire to devour him whole, Qin Mo unconsciously gasped.}Just when he was about to bring up Zhao Yuan’s precious younger brother, Qin Mo tapped on the door twice, his voice light as he spoke. “Please lower your voice. There are still some people sleeping.”

Seeing the person before wearing an indifferent expression, yet possessing eyes that held a dеsire to devour him whole, Qin Mo unconsciously gasped.

_{The Yuan (源) in Zhao Yuan’s first name is different from the Yuan (袁) used in Yuan Datou/Bighead Yuan’s last name, btw—at least in terms of spelling. They actually share the same pronunciation. []The nickname Jiang Shao (姜绍) has for Qin Mo, Young Master Qin, is actually the term Qin-shao (秦少). The -shao sounds too much like Jiang Shao’s name to be hyphenated like -ge (big brother/bro).}“Ohhhh! Fυcking A!” Class 8 erupted in cheers again. Swarming to Qin Mo, they hugged him by the shoulder and called him “brother” with delight, but he still never said a word. Tossing the mop aside, he moved to pick up his basin, his thin silhouette then making its way out of Class 8’s door.

_Twack!
Qin Mo sat, writing a few lines on the paper before him, his handwriting neat. The slender lines, coupled with those well-rounded edges, made every character reflect the inner qualities of their creator.

Twack!

_{{Liking someone is normal,} Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…}}-“Instead of just talking, you should’ve actually done it, then…”

Liking someone is normal, Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…

_{When Qin Mo was on his way back to his dorm after washing his face, a basin in hand, he threw a passing glance as he walked by Class 8’s door. Inside, he saw Zhao Yuan still lying in his bunk while a hulking boy stood in front of him.}“Hey, Yuan-ge (Zhao Yuan)? What’s wrong with your legs? Where’s all that badass attitude from before, huh? Are you just gonna stay laid up in bed every day now?”

When Qin Mo was on his way back to his dorm after washing his face, a basin in hand, he threw a passing glance as he walked by Class 8’s door. Inside, he saw Zhao Yuan still lying in his bunk while a hulking boy stood in front of him.

_◈◇◈
“Can we take Zhao Yuan with us?” Qin Mo paused his writing to ask out of the blue.

◈◇◈

_{-“The bastard deserved every hit. I’ve been itching so bad to take a swing at him for a long time now.”}“You shameless—”

-“The bastard deserved every hit. I’ve been itching so bad to take a swing at him for a long time now.”

_{{What the fυck?!}}Both this time and back when he first met Mo Nian, Qin Mo suddenly came to a realisation. So long as he showed anyone else the slightest amount of interest, Shen Zhuoyun’s personality did a one-eighty.

What the fυck?!

_{Not far away from them was Jiang Shao, and despite the boy not hearing exactly what Shen Zhuoyun said, his instincts told him something had gone wrong. So without a stir, he made his exit.}Having been there for a while, Qin Mo was already considered a top dog at the school. Yes, it came from having a powerful backer behind him, and he wasn’t one for getting involved in the messes of that school. But he was a decent person. He could also be regarded as the school’s poster boy for good behaviour.

_{Just when he was about to bring up Zhao Yuan’s precious younger brother, Qin Mo tapped on the door twice, his voice light as he spoke. “Please lower your voice. There are still some people sleeping.”}“What? Is that not normal?” Shen Zhuoyun’s voice was still low. “I like you, which means I want to kiss you, hug you… bed you.” As he continued, a dreary expression formed on his face. “It also means I don’t want you to mention other people. I don’t want you to have eyes for someone else. I didn’t even like you helping out Doctor Jiang every single day!

_{-“The bastard deserved every hit. I’ve been itching so bad to take a swing at him for a long time now.”}Class 8 had been noisy like that all morning.

-“The bastard deserved every hit. I’ve been itching so bad to take a swing at him for a long time now.”

_{“I wouldn’t even mind if they kept us locked in that warehouse forever. I wouldn’t mind such a thing at all since it means I would get to spend the rest of my days with you.”}
“Do you feel sorry for him?” A hint of something dangerous flashed within Shen Zhouyun’s eyes as he leaned in closer to ask Qin Mo.

“I wouldn’t even mind if they kept us locked in that warehouse forever. I wouldn’t mind such a thing at all since it means I would get to spend the rest of my days with you.”

_{-“Instead of just talking, you should’ve actually done it, then…”}When Bighead Yuan saw it was Qin Mo speaking, that ordinary and unimpressive face of his forced itself into a lеwd expression. “Oh… well, look who it is. If it isn’t Shen-ge’s little mistress from Class 9.”

-“Instead of just talking, you should’ve actually done it, then…”

_{The Yuan (源) in Zhao Yuan’s first name is different from the Yuan (袁) used in Yuan Datou/Bighead Yuan’s last name, btw—at least in terms of spelling. They actually share the same pronunciation. []The nickname Jiang Shao (姜绍) has for Qin Mo, Young Master Qin, is actually the term Qin-shao (秦少). The -shao sounds too much like Jiang Shao’s name to be hyphenated like -ge (big brother/bro).}“Ohhhh! Fυcking A!” Class 8 erupted in cheers again. Swarming to Qin Mo, they hugged him by the shoulder and called him “brother” with delight, but he still never said a word. Tossing the mop aside, he moved to pick up his basin, his thin silhouette then making its way out of Class 8’s door.

_{“You can’t run away, and I will never let you go.”}
“A little.” Qin Mo replied with a nod.

“You can’t run away, and I will never let you go.”

_{-“Instead of just talking, you should’ve actually done it, then…”}After learning about Qin Mo’s background, Jiang Shao had insisted on calling Qin Mo “Young Master Qin” instead. It was honestly Qin Mo’s first time being referred to in such a manner. It was as if Jiang Shao wanted to openly display his praise.

-“Instead of just talking, you should’ve actually done it, then…”

_{“You shameless—”}N/A

“You shameless—”

_{Is it some sort of pathological disorder?}
“He might look all miserable now,” Shen Zhuoyun sneered, “but he’s not a good person either.”

Is it some sort of pathological disorder?

_{“A little.” Qin Mo replied with a nod.}“Fυck! You fυcking—”

“A little.” Qin Mo replied with a nod.

_{“Can we take Zhao Yuan with us?” Qin Mo paused his writing to ask out of the blue.}Resting a hand on Qin Mo’s shoulder, the older boy turned his head to speak directly into Qin Mo’s ear. “You’re such a good person, Qin Mo, so why don’t you show me any of your pity?”

“Can we take Zhao Yuan with us?” Qin Mo paused his writing to ask out of the blue.

_Smack!
Resting a hand on Qin Mo’s shoulder, the older boy turned his head to speak directly into Qin Mo’s ear. “You’re such a good person, Qin Mo, so why don’t you show me any of your pity?”

Smack!

_◈◇◈“Qin Mo! You—”

◈◇◈

_{When Qin Mo was on his way back to his dorm after washing his face, a basin in hand, he threw a passing glance as he walked by Class 8’s door. Inside, he saw Zhao Yuan still lying in his bunk while a hulking boy stood in front of him.}
“Are you serious right now?” Qin Mo turned towards him with a glare. “That and this are two completely different matters.”

_{Qin Mo blushed from his nape to the top of his head so hаrd that it seemed even his hair would be singed. Throwing a glance at Jiang Shao, who had retreated over ten metres since who knows when, he then retracted the hand on his shoulder that seemed to coil around him like a viper.}“Guess what I heard? It looks like our Young Master Qin displayed his great power today.” Jiang Shao described the events from that morning vividly, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes, his summation as satisfying as it was succinct.

_{{Is this really the same person? Is he really the boy with the peach blossom eyes who talked to me with the kindest smile when we first met?}}…could Shen Zhuoyun be considered normal?

Is this really the same person? Is he really the boy with the peach blossom eyes who talked to me with the kindest smile when we first met?

_{“You can’t run away, and I will never let you go.”}Liking someone is normal, Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…

“You can’t run away, and I will never let you go.”

_Smack!
Not far away from them was Jiang Shao, and despite the boy not hearing exactly what Shen Zhuoyun said, his instincts told him something had gone wrong. So without a stir, he made his exit. After all, when the city’s gates are on fire, the fish in the pond would surely be affected. Or in other words, even though Shen Zhuoyun would never lay a finger on Qin Mo, beating a person like him would be child’s play, wouldn’t it?

Smack!

_{Twack!}“Are you trying to curry favour with Zhao Yuan?” Shen Zhuoyun teased.

Twack!

_{“Ohhhh! Fυcking A!” Class 8 erupted in cheers again. Swarming to Qin Mo, they hugged him by the shoulder and called him “brother” with delight, but he still never said a word. Tossing the mop aside, he moved to pick up his basin, his thin silhouette then making its way out of Class 8’s door.}
Reading people was that self-proclaimed minion’s special ability.

“Ohhhh! Fυcking A!” Class 8 erupted in cheers again. Swarming to Qin Mo, they hugged him by the shoulder and called him “brother” with delight, but he still never said a word. Tossing the mop aside, he moved to pick up his basin, his thin silhouette then making its way out of Class 8’s door.

_{{Is this really the same person? Is he really the boy with the peach blossom eyes who talked to me with the kindest smile when we first met?}}“Are you trying to curry favour with Zhao Yuan?” Shen Zhuoyun teased.

Is this really the same person? Is he really the boy with the peach blossom eyes who talked to me with the kindest smile when we first met?

_{Having been there for a while, Qin Mo was already considered a top dog at the school. Yes, it came from having a powerful backer behind him, and he wasn’t one for getting involved in the messes of that school. But he was a decent person. He could also be regarded as the school’s poster boy for good behaviour.}
“I don’t like it when you bring up other people. It doesn’t matter if they’re a girl or a guy.” Shen Zhuoyun was unperturbed by the scolding, simply resting his chin on the other boy’s shoulder, his voice soft and light. “Qin Mo… I want [to fυck] you so bad, it’s driving me crazy.”

_{Bighead Yuan had been hit several times, even in the face. He was hit so much that he was pushed all the way out of Class 8’s dorm. But even then, he still didn’t forget to depart after yelling his challenge, “Just you wait, Qin Mo! I’ll kill your aѕs sooner or later!”}Just when he was about to bring up Zhao Yuan’s precious younger brother, Qin Mo tapped on the door twice, his voice light as he spoke. “Please lower your voice. There are still some people sleeping.”

_{“Do you feel sorry for him?” A hint of something dangerous flashed within Shen Zhouyun’s eyes as he leaned in closer to ask Qin Mo.}Not far away from them was Jiang Shao, and despite the boy not hearing exactly what Shen Zhuoyun said, his instincts told him something had gone wrong. So without a stir, he made his exit. After all, when the city’s gates are on fire, the fish in the pond would surely be affected. Or in other words, even though Shen Zhuoyun would never lay a finger on Qin Mo, beating a person like him would be child’s play, wouldn’t it?

“Do you feel sorry for him?” A hint of something dangerous flashed within Shen Zhouyun’s eyes as he leaned in closer to ask Qin Mo.

_{“Qin Mo! You—”}“Only look at me, Qin Mo.

“Qin Mo! You—”

_{Qin Mo blushed from his nape to the top of his head so hаrd that it seemed even his hair would be singed. Throwing a glance at Jiang Shao, who had retreated over ten metres since who knows when, he then retracted the hand on his shoulder that seemed to coil around him like a viper.}Both this time and back when he first met Mo Nian, Qin Mo suddenly came to a realisation. So long as he showed anyone else the slightest amount of interest, Shen Zhuoyun’s personality did a one-eighty.

_{Smack!}That bulbous boy had made somewhat of an impression on Qin Mo, so he was not unfamiliar. He was far from popular in his group, Class 6, and everyone called him by the moniker Bighead Yuan. He sυcked up to the instructors. He sabotaged other students. He was like a mad dog that snapped at anyone who came his way! Given his habits, Zhao Yuan had delivered a few good punches whenever he got in his face. But now that Zhao Yuan was down for the count, the beaten dog came sniffing around every now and again to take advantage of the other boy’s misfortune.

Smack!

_{Smack!}“A little.” Qin Mo replied with a nod.

Smack!

_{…could Shen Zhuoyun be considered normal?}
Qin Mo blushed from his nape to the top of his head so hаrd that it seemed even his hair would be singed. Throwing a glance at Jiang Shao, who had retreated over ten metres since who knows when, he then retracted the hand on his shoulder that seemed to coil around him like a viper.

…could Shen Zhuoyun be considered normal?

_{Reading people was that self-proclaimed minion’s special ability.}The man didn’t die right away, of course. He was still technically breathing after their fight. But after heading to the hospital again for surgery, he remained there for a few more days before eventually passing away.

Reading people was that self-proclaimed minion’s special ability.

_{“You shameless—”}From those caressed tіps of his fingers, Qin Mo felt a chill rush to his spine before spreаding into every part of him.

“You shameless—”

_{That bulbous boy had made somewhat of an impression on Qin Mo, so he was not unfamiliar. He was far from popular in his group, Class 6, and everyone called him by the moniker Bighead Yuan.}-“The bastard deserved every hit. I’ve been itching so bad to take a swing at him for a long time now.”

_{“Hey, Yuan-ge (Zhao Yuan)? What’s wrong with your legs? Where’s all that badass attitude from before, huh? Are you just gonna stay laid up in bed every day now?”}
“Shen Zhuoyun, you—”

“Hey, Yuan-ge (Zhao Yuan)? What’s wrong with your legs? Where’s all that badass attitude from before, huh? Are you just gonna stay laid up in bed every day now?”

_{-“The bastard deserved every hit. I’ve been itching so bad to take a swing at him for a long time now.”}Twack!

-“The bastard deserved every hit. I’ve been itching so bad to take a swing at him for a long time now.”

_{{Liking someone is normal,} Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…}}“Do you feel sorry for him?” A hint of something dangerous flashed within Shen Zhouyun’s eyes as he leaned in closer to ask Qin Mo.

Liking someone is normal, Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…

_{“Hey, Yuan{-ge} (Zhao Yuan)? What’s wrong with your legs? Where’s all that badass attitude from before, huh? Are you just gonna stay laid up in bed every day now?”}“Fυck! You fυcking—”

“Hey, Yuan-ge (Zhao Yuan)? What’s wrong with your legs? Where’s all that badass attitude from before, huh? Are you just gonna stay laid up in bed every day now?”

_{“You shameless—”}
“What? Is that not normal?” Shen Zhuoyun’s voice was still low. “I like you, which means I want to kiss you, hug you… bed you.” As he continued, a dreary expression formed on his face. “It also means I don’t want you to mention other people. I don’t want you to have eyes for someone else. I didn’t even like you helping out Doctor Jiang every single day!

“You shameless—”

_◈◇◈Wearing an expression devoid of emotion, Qin Mo held onto the mop and said not a word as he delivered "greetings" all over Bighead Yuan’s body. The large youth resembled a clown as he ran around holding the basin. When he found a moment to launch a retaliatory attack, Qin Mo jabbed in the gut with the mop stick. The pain was so great, the loudmouth was finally silenced, sending the entirety of Class 8 into jubilation and jeers.

◈◇◈

_{With the case of Zhi Ziying’s suicide still fresh in people’s minds, the school would naturally not want another murder case on their hands. So, given that the instructor had no relatives or relationships, they simply covered up his death.}The Yuan (源) in Zhao Yuan’s first name is different from the Yuan (袁) used in Yuan Datou/Bighead Yuan’s last name, btw—at least in terms of spelling. They actually share the same pronunciation. []The nickname Jiang Shao (姜绍) has for Qin Mo, Young Master Qin, is actually the term Qin-shao (秦少). The -shao sounds too much like Jiang Shao’s name to be hyphenated like -ge (big brother/bro).

With the case of Zhi Ziying’s suicide still fresh in people’s minds, the school would naturally not want another murder case on their hands. So, given that the instructor had no relatives or relationships, they simply covered up his death.

_{“Are you serious right now?” Qin Mo turned towards him with a glare. “That and this are two completely different matters.”}-“The bastard deserved every hit. I’ve been itching so bad to take a swing at him for a long time now.”

“Are you serious right now?” Qin Mo turned towards him with a glare. “That and this are two completely different matters.”

_{“What the hell are you going on about, Yuan Datou (Bighead)? Are you and that cheap mouth of yours finally tired of living?”}
“I wouldn’t even mind if they kept us locked in that warehouse forever. I wouldn’t mind such a thing at all since it means I would get to spend the rest of my days with you.”

“What the hell are you going on about, Yuan Datou (Bighead)? Are you and that cheap mouth of yours finally tired of living?”

_{Reading people was that self-proclaimed minion’s special ability.}Liking someone is normal, Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…

Reading people was that self-proclaimed minion’s special ability.

_{{Liking someone is normal,} Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…}}“You shameless—”

Liking someone is normal, Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…

_{What the fυck?!}
Liking someone is normal, Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…

What the fυck?!

_{Class 8 had been noisy like that all morning.}Twack!

Class 8 had been noisy like that all morning.

_{{Liking someone is normal,} Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…}}That bulbous boy had made somewhat of an impression on Qin Mo, so he was not unfamiliar. He was far from popular in his group, Class 6, and everyone called him by the moniker Bighead Yuan. He sυcked up to the instructors. He sabotaged other students. He was like a mad dog that snapped at anyone who came his way! Given his habits, Zhao Yuan had delivered a few good punches whenever he got in his face. But now that Zhao Yuan was down for the count, the beaten dog came sniffing around every now and again to take advantage of the other boy’s misfortune.

Liking someone is normal, Qin Mo thought in response. “That’s normal. But to this extent…

_{Seeing the person before wearing an indifferent expression, yet possessing eyes that held a dеsire to devour him whole, Qin Mo unconsciously gasped.}
…could Shen Zhuoyun be considered normal?

Seeing the person before wearing an indifferent expression, yet possessing eyes that held a dеsire to devour him whole, Qin Mo unconsciously gasped.

_{“I’m not taking Zhao Yuan with us.” Shen Zhuoyun took Qin Mo’s hand, caressing each finger inch by inch from his fingertіps. “It doesn’t matter if his legs are broken, his eyes are made blind, or even if he dies here. It has not a thing to do with me.”}With the case of Zhi Ziying’s suicide still fresh in people’s minds, the school would naturally not want another murder case on their hands. So, given that the instructor had no relatives or relationships, they simply covered up his death.

“A little.” Qin Mo replied with a nod.

_{Qin Mo smashed the basin over his head, pinning him down before reaching for a mop near the door, he wielded, then swung.}Is this really the same person? Is he really the boy with the peach blossom eyes who talked to me with the kindest smile when we first met?

Qin Mo smashed the basin over his head, pinning him down before reaching for a mop near the door, he wielded, then swung.

_{The previous instructor for Class 8 was dead.}Qin Mo blushed from his nape to the top of his head so hаrd that it seemed even his hair would be singed. Throwing a glance at Jiang Shao, who had retreated over ten metres since who knows when, he then retracted the hand on his shoulder that seemed to coil around him like a viper.

The previous instructor for Class 8 was dead.

Resting a hand on Qin Mo’s shoulder, the older boy turned his head to speak directly into Qin Mo’s ear. “You’re such a good person, Qin Mo, so why don’t you show me any of your pity?”

_{“What the hell are you going on about, Yuan Datou (Bighead)? Are you and that cheap mouth of yours finally tired of living?”}The Yuan (源) in Zhao Yuan’s first name is different from the Yuan (袁) used in Yuan Datou/Bighead Yuan’s last name, btw—at least in terms of spelling. They actually share the same pronunciation. []The nickname Jiang Shao (姜绍) has for Qin Mo, Young Master Qin, is actually the term Qin-shao (秦少). The -shao sounds too much like Jiang Shao’s name to be hyphenated like -ge (big brother/bro).

“What the hell are you going on about, Yuan Datou (Bighead)? Are you and that cheap mouth of yours finally tired of living?”

_{“Fυck! You fυcking—”}
Seeing the person before wearing an indifferent expression, yet possessing eyes that held a dеsire to devour him whole, Qin Mo unconsciously gasped.

“Fυck! You fυcking—”

_{{Is this really the same person? Is he really the boy with the peach blossom eyes who talked to me with the kindest smile when we first met?}}Having been there for a while, Qin Mo was already considered a top dog at the school. Yes, it came from having a powerful backer behind him, and he wasn’t one for getting involved in the messes of that school. But he was a decent person. He could also be regarded as the school’s poster boy for good behaviour.

Is this really the same person? Is he really the boy with the peach blossom eyes who talked to me with the kindest smile when we first met?

_{“He might look all miserable now,” Shen Zhuoyun sneered, “but he’s not a good person either.”}-“Instead of just talking, you should’ve actually done it, then…”

“He might look all miserable now,” Shen Zhuoyun sneered, “but he’s not a good person either.”

_{{Is this really the same person? Is he really the boy with the peach blossom eyes who talked to me with the kindest smile when we first met?}}“He might look all miserable now,” Shen Zhuoyun sneered, “but he’s not a good person either.”

Is this really the same person? Is he really the boy with the peach blossom eyes who talked to me with the kindest smile when we first met?

_{“Shen Zhuoyun, you—”}
Is this really the same person? Is he really the boy with the peach blossom eyes who talked to me with the kindest smile when we first met?

“Shen Zhuoyun, you—”

_{“What the hell are you going on about, Yuan Datou (Bighead)? Are you and that cheap mouth of yours finally tired of living?”}“Hey, Yuan-ge (Zhao Yuan)? What’s wrong with your legs? Where’s all that badass attitude from before, huh? Are you just gonna stay laid up in bed every day now?”

“What the hell are you going on about, Yuan Datou (Bighead)? Are you and that cheap mouth of yours finally tired of living?”

_{With the case of Zhi Ziying’s suicide still fresh in people’s minds, the school would naturally not want another murder case on their hands. So, given that the instructor had no relatives or relationships, they simply covered up his death.}
Both this time and back when he first met Mo Nian, Qin Mo suddenly came to a realisation. So long as he showed anyone else the slightest amount of interest, Shen Zhuoyun’s personality did a one-eighty.

_{“You can’t run away, and I will never let you go.”}Reading people was that self-proclaimed minion’s special ability.

“You can’t run away, and I will never let you go.”

_{“Qin Mo! You—”}N/A

“Qin Mo! You—”

_{“He might look all miserable now,” Shen Zhuoyun sneered, “but he’s not a good person either.”}
“I’m not taking Zhao Yuan with us.” Shen Zhuoyun took Qin Mo’s hand, caressing each finger inch by inch from his fingertіps. “It doesn’t matter if his legs are broken, his eyes are made blind, or even if he dies here. It has not a thing to do with me.”

“He might look all miserable now,” Shen Zhuoyun sneered, “but he’s not a good person either.”

_{{Even though his legs are busted, if everything went according to their plan, it might be possible to…}}◈◇◈

Even though his legs are busted, if everything went according to their plan, it might be possible to…

_{“Can we take Zhao Yuan with us?” Qin Mo paused his writing to ask out of the blue.}-“Oh my fυcking god! That was seriously badass!”

“Can we take Zhao Yuan with us?” Qin Mo paused his writing to ask out of the blue.

_{{Is it some sort of pathological disorder?}}“Only look at me, Qin Mo.

Is it some sort of pathological disorder?

_{-“Instead of just talking, you should’ve actually done it, then…”}
From those caressed tіps of his fingers, Qin Mo felt a chill rush to his spine before spreаding into every part of him.

-“Instead of just talking, you should’ve actually done it, then…”

_{{Is it some sort of pathological disorder?}}“I don’t like it when you bring up other people. It doesn’t matter if they’re a girl or a guy.” Shen Zhuoyun was unperturbed by the scolding, simply resting his chin on the other boy’s shoulder, his voice soft and light. “Qin Mo… I want [to fυck] you so bad, it’s driving me crazy.”

Is it some sort of pathological disorder?

_{“Shen Zhuoyun, you—”}Is this really the same person? Is he really the boy with the peach blossom eyes who talked to me with the kindest smile when we first met?

“Shen Zhuoyun, you—”

_{Both this time and back when he first met Mo Nian, Qin Mo suddenly came to a realisation. So long as he showed anyone else the slightest amount of interest, Shen Zhuoyun’s personality did a one-eighty.}The Yuan (源) in Zhao Yuan’s first name is different from the Yuan (袁) used in Yuan Datou/Bighead Yuan’s last name, btw—at least in terms of spelling. They actually share the same pronunciation. []The nickname Jiang Shao (姜绍) has for Qin Mo, Young Master Qin, is actually the term Qin-shao (秦少). The -shao sounds too much like Jiang Shao’s name to be hyphenated like -ge (big brother/bro).

_{The man didn’t die right away, of course. He was still technically breathing after their fight. But after heading to the hospital again for surgery, he remained there for a few more days before eventually passing away.}“Are you serious right now?” Qin Mo turned towards him with a glare. “That and this are two completely different matters.”

The man didn’t die right away, of course. He was still technically breathing after their fight. But after heading to the hospital again for surgery, he remained there for a few more days before eventually passing away.

_{“Can we take Zhao Yuan with us?” Qin Mo paused his writing to ask out of the blue.}“I wouldn’t even mind if they kept us locked in that warehouse forever. I wouldn’t mind such a thing at all since it means I would get to spend the rest of my days with you.”

“Can we take Zhao Yuan with us?” Qin Mo paused his writing to ask out of the blue.

_{From those caressed tіps of his fingers, Qin Mo felt a chill rush to his spine before spreаding into every part of him.}
“You can’t run away, and I will never let you go.”

From those caressed tіps of his fingers, Qin Mo felt a chill rush to his spine before spreаding into every part of him.

Author's Note:

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Notes:

The Yuan (源) in Zhao Yuan’s first name is different from the Yuan (袁) used in Yuan Datou/Bighead Yuan’s last name, btw—at least in terms of spelling. They actually share the same pronunciation.

The nickname Jiang Shao (姜绍) has for Qin Mo, Young Master Qin, is actually the term Qin-shao (秦少). The -shao sounds too much like Jiang Shao’s name to be hyphenated like -ge (big brother/bro).

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