This post was like a falling stone in a quiet pond. From the moment it was published, it spread at lightning speed, instantly stirring up a thousand waves.
Plus, with the semester just beginning, everyone was still full of energy. With nowhere else to vent their emotions, this online frenzy was the perfect outlet for their restless, surging hearts.
With a grin and eyes closed: “Damn, this senior is top-tier, I’m seriously jealous.”
Impossible Absolutely Impossible: “I really want to be fried by Senior. Hot.jpg”
I Choose the Middle: “The person above is so perverted, but honestly, me too!”
Mandarin Soda: “Yeah yeah, senior X junior or whatever, that’s the best~”
Shuai Over Peng Yiyan: “Damn, you guys are wasting resources. Hurry up and break up already!”
Pull Upstairs Rubber Band for Slingshot: “Even if they break up, it won’t be your turn, this is hilarious.”
In the Dormitory for Girls, a girl sat bolt upright from her bed, staring at the post on her phone in disbelief. She couldn’t believe something like this was happening—impossible, absolutely impossible!
She was looking at that very post, eyes wide as she stared at the title and contents again and again. There was also a blurry photo attached, but with her chef-level skills, even if the photo was a mess, she could still tell who that person was.
That’s right, it was definitely Mu Nanqiu!
Her gaze shifted from Mu Nanqiu to the girl next to her, who was obviously much shorter. The temperature was already rising, but the girl in the photo was still bundled up, her head slightly bowed, looking shy before Mu Nanqiu.
That was Ms. Mantou…
Biting her nails, a faint sheen of sweat formed on her forehead. She tried to comfort herself.
“It can’t be real. The poster must be stirring things up!”
There was no real reward system on the school forum, just a fairly normal Forum Level System. Posting or replying earned Experience Points, and if a post got replies, the poster’s level would also rise. Because of this, some bored people liked to post weird things, using shocking titles or outrageous stories to fish for replies and level up.
After thinking about this, her expression instantly turned cold. She glared hatefully at the person who made the post, tapped the reply bar, and quickly typed out a long analysis and criticism using her phone’s nine-key input. She hit send without hesitation.
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No sooner had she posted the reply than several Notifications popped up on her phone within seconds.
Replies and likes poured in, with new threads building up quickly. Even she was a bit surprised—there were over a dozen replies in no time, and it made her a little nervous. After hesitating, she opened the thread.
Most were supportive or shared her view, but there were also a few who just liked to stir the pot, dropping snide comments. She only gave a cold laugh when she saw those.
“Heh, what a bunch of idiots. How could someone like Senior Mu ever come out publicly? Hahaha, it’s too funny!”
Her expression was full of disdain and superiority, as if only she could see through everything, looking down on the crowd reveling in the frenzy—just a bunch of lunatic ants!
The more she thought this way, the more pleased she felt. She was about to post again, but then the thread suddenly disappeared.
“Huh?”
It was gone in an instant. She thought her internet was acting up and refreshed the page, only to find the post wiped clean. She refreshed again and saw plenty of new related threads being posted, but as soon as she clicked in, they were deleted as well.
After several tries, she realized what was happening—the administrators had stepped in!
Mu Nanqiu looked at the message on her phone, narrowing her eyes slightly. She glanced at Su Yao, who was pretending to read a book while sneaking peeks at her. Watching quietly for a moment, she leaned over, placed her phone behind Su Yao’s back, and exchanged a few words with the person who had notified her.
She knew that spending so much time with Su Yao, especially at school, was sure to draw attention. After all, she usually kept her distance from others. But now she was getting so close with another girl—and since people had long speculated about her orientation, all that was missing was some solid evidence.
On her phone screen, a message came in from someone saved as Director Zhao. It contained the photo from the post, still quite clear. But if you searched now, it was already gone. Director Zhao said the content had been deleted and some people were muted, then asked if there was anything else she needed.
Mu Nanqiu replied politely with a simple thank you.
None of this really mattered to her. Even if people found out, it was their own business.
Su Yao propped one hand straight on the bench, the other pressed against Mu Nanqiu’s waist, gently holding her at bay. Su Yao was half-leaning back, with Mu Nanqiu’s whole body draped over her—this posture was exhausting.
But for Mu Nanqiu, it was very comfortable, since she was resting entirely on Su Yao.
At first, it was fine, but as time passed, Su Yao couldn’t take it anymore. Trembling, she called Mu Nanqiu’s name.
“…..”
“What is it?”
Mu Nanqiu’s tone was all innocent, but she was actually being mischievous on purpose.
“I… can’t hold on much longer…”
Before she could finish, Su Yao’s arm gave out and she fell backward, her head banging on the bench behind. The pain made her suck in a breath. After Mu Nanqiu helped her up, Su Yao shot her a resentful glare, which only made Mu Nanqiu chuckle.
When they got home, Su Yao hurried into her own room to get a change of clothes, took a nice, refreshing shower, then put on a white nightdress with a sheer jacket over it, baring a large expanse of creamy skin at her chest.
Because her chest was generous, the Small Slope and Canyon was also an impressive sight.
She glanced at her proud cleavage. Even now, she still felt a bit embarrassed and quickly looked away.
She took in the scenery of her room with a long sigh.
To this moment, she still felt a bit confused. Was Mu Nanqiu messing with her? Why did she want to come to my place? There’s nothing that special here, right?
As she turned, Su Yao caught sight of the full-length mirror and gasped.
Oh no, isn’t that me?
Now she understood. Mu Nanqiu didn’t come for anything else—she simply wanted to stay for her!