[Quick Transmigration] The Clingy Spirit of the Blackened Male Supporting Character - Chapter 162

Luo Ning tossed a mushroom at him and complained, “Brother Song, I’m so bored!”

“I miss you, heart.jpg…”

Song FengXiao‘s hand trembled slightly as he furrowed his brow. He wondered if Luo Ning had been suppressing his feelings these days and couldn’t hold back anymore. He was becoming more and more straightforward and unrestrained.

He was about to send some serious warning messages when he remembered that Luo Ning was injured and was prone to crying. If he couldn’t handle it and ended up crying secretly in bed, it wouldn’t help his recovery.

Song Fengxiao lowered his head, his freshly washed hair falling over his ears. He looked at the heart emoji sent by Luo Ning. He felt a faint blush rising to his ears. He pursed his dry lips and asked, “How’s your injury…?”

Actually, Song Fengxiao was a bit unaccustomed to the silence. The chatty little bee had been buzzing in his ear for so long that the sudden silence felt strange, with the seat in front of him empty.

Luo Ning adjusted his position, propped his feet under a bright light, and snapped a photo to send. Things had improved a lot. The bandage was off, but it was still a bit swollen. Walking on the floor felt numb and painful.

He complained, “Brother Song, the foot injury is such a hassle. It’s so slow to heal.”

Seeing the photo, Song Fengxiao frowned sharply. He had nothing comforting to say. Looking at the white skin, he suspected this little bee was being intentional!

The leg in the photo was long and straight, with beautiful lines. The injured foot was fair and clean, glistening under the light like a piece of warm jade. The toes were a subtle pink.

Although there were some bruises and swelling, they were not that noticeable. Overall, the small foot still looked quite cute.

The more Song Fengxiao looked, the more he doubted. Who would send a picture like this?

This little bee must have taken the picture on purpose, possibly even finding the right angle under the light just to show him everything without leaving a trace.

He never expected this little bee to become more cunning.

Song Fengxiao took a deep breath. This little bee knew how to restrain himself when facing him, but now separated by a phone screen, his little schemes were starting to appear. He couldn’t control himself anymore.

Noticing that Song Fengxiao was slow to respond, Luo Ning messaged, “Brother Song, tomorrow is the weekend. Do you have time to come see me?”

“If I don’t see your handsome face again, I’m afraid I’ll forget—”

Song Fengxiao’s eyebrows twitched. Did he want to invite him over to his house?

He quickly typed a refusal, “No.”

“I don’t have time, and I don’t like going to other people’s houses.”

Emphasizing “other people” made it clear he wanted Luo Ning to understand the boundaries of their relationship.

Luo Ning replied in disappointment, “Okay then.”

Song Fengxiao tried to steer the conversation back to studying, “Since you’re bored, why not read more materials and practice more problems?”

“You might fall behind the rank since you’re not at school.”

Luo Ning sighed, “Brother Song, why do you always circle back to this topic?”

“I’m almost tired of hearing about it. I know you care about me, but you’re my idol. I value your opinion so much. Your constant encouragement puts a lot of pressure on me.”

“How about we change the subject?”

Song Fengxiao was reluctant to talk more and was even a little wary.

The more he spoke, the more Luo Ning might cling to him. Perhaps the little bee was trying to use this way to learn about him, get closer to him, and silently shorten the distance between them.

Song Fengxiao replied calmly, “It’s getting late. Go to sleep.”

Luo Ning texted a goodnight message as usual, but this time he received no response from Song Fengxiao. After waiting a while, he figured that Song Fengxiao might be resting.

Luo Ning hopped twice on the floor with his injured leg. Although Song Fengxiao spoke with a teacher-like seriousness, he wasn’t wrong.

Studying at home was indeed not as effective as at school. There was no learning atmosphere. He had finally picked up on knowledge again, but being injured and recovering at home meant his progress lagged behind others.

Feeling that he could move slowly, Luo Ning insisted with his father that he wanted to go back to school. His father suggested hiring a tutor to make him feel more at ease.

Luo Ning didn’t want that. He didn’t think he was that fragile. After some convincing, he finally managed to persuade his father.

The driver would pick him up every day, and lunch would be delivered. He could use the elevator to go up and down, so there were no worries.

Qiao Yuming returned to school a few days earlier than Luo Ning. He had been disciplined by his parents. While he wasn’t severely injured, he still wasn’t in good shape. Most importantly, he was slapped in the face, leaving him bruised and swollen. Being image-conscious, he waited until his bruises faded before going back to school, unwilling to be the subject of jokes.

If it weren’t for his feelings for Cheng Yu, he wouldn’t want to return to school either. He had no interest in listening to criticisms and lectures.

Qiao Yuming had a gloomy look in his eyes. He had been lectured by his homeroom teacher for two hours and had even forgotten about causing trouble for Song Fengxiao. He was busy writing a five-thousand-word self-reflection and would be publicly criticized over the school’s loudspeaker.

This made Qiao Yuming grit his teeth in anger and hatred. He felt like his face had been thrown to the ground and trampled upon. With his image so publicly tarnished, how could he maintain his cool act in front of Cheng Yu?

Feeling both irritated and frustrated, he cursed Luo Ning inside, blaming him for being so useless that a simple push sent him tumbling down and caused all this trouble.

But it didn’t matter if Qiao Yuming was unhappy. With Luo Ning’s father’s authority looming, the school surely wouldn’t let matters slip away easily.

On Monday morning, Luo Ning returned to school and excitedly sat down in his familiar seat. Turning around to look at Song Fengxiao, he noticed that Song Fengxiao had styled his hair and looked very spirited. Luo Ning looked at him with sparkling eyes. “Brother Song, long time no see! You’ve become even more handsome! This hairstyle, these features, you’re so handsome it makes my legs weak.”

A small smile crept across Song Fengxiao’s lip. Listening to Luo Ning’s enthusiastic praise, he felt a bit pleased. He also glanced at Luo Ning. “You’ve gained a bit of weight after resting at home.”

Luo Ning quickly cupped his chubby face. Drinking nourishing soup every day, it was no wonder he gained weight. He muttered, “Brother Song, this is called being healthy, not fat. Please use the right word.”

His fair complexion, with a bit of extra weight, only made him look more innocent and cute. Song Fengxiao’s gaze swept to Luo Ning’s pale neck, and a thought flashed in his mind: Did he pamper himself so much that he resembled a little white pig?

The student sitting in front of them felt a pang of bitterness. He couldn’t understand why the two seemed to get along perfectly, yet there was an inexplicable barrier that made it hard for others to fit in, like an odd screen separating them.

Remembering Luo Ning’s recent grades felt like swallowing a Lemon. He wished he could also cling to their success!

Luo Ning’s rapid rise in grades in the monthly exam caught everyone by surprise, especially those at the bottom of the class, who were particularly envious. They had agreed to be poor students together, how could Luo Ning just leave them behind?

Despite the surprise, everyone maintained a reasonable attitude and didn’t suspect that Luo Ning had cheated. After all, they had seen him diligently attending classes and working hard on practice problems. Some classmates seemed energized. If Luo Ning could improve, they should not slack off either!

At lunchtime, Luo Ning enjoyed the nutritious meal that the driver brought, avoiding the crowded cafeteria. But eating alone was not pleasant, so he chose to accompany Song Fengxiao. Because of his mobility issues and slow walking, Song Fengxiao patiently waited for him.

As they were heading back to the classroom, they passed the intersection by the birch trees. There were dormitory buildings there. Luo Ning suddenly felt curious. He hadn’t had a chance to check them out.

“Brother Song, can I sit in your dorm for a bit?”

“Just to satisfy my curiosity.”

Song Fengxiao, who always valued cleanliness, didn’t mind showing his orderly dorm. But when he glanced at Luo Ning’s foot, he remembered that the dorm’s elevator was out of order, and the dorm was on the fifth floor.

Luo Ning said he was fine. It was just five flights of stairs, and he felt capable of making it.

But by the time they reached the third floor, Luo Ning could hardly catch his breath, gripping the handrail as his foot ached with fatigue.

Song Fengxiao furrowed his brow and easily hoisted Luo Ning onto his back.

Luo Ning wrapped his arms around Song Fengxiao’s neck and laughed, “Brother Song, you’re the best.”

Song Fengxiao stiffened. Why did he have to carry him? He could have just assisted him!

This bee must be secretly happy.

He regretted his decision, but now that Luo Ning was already on his back, he had to keep moving. Luo Ning rested against the edge of his neck, his light breath tickling Song Fengxiao’s ear.

Song Fengxiao tilted his head, displeased, and said, “Don’t get so close.”

“Oh,” Luo Ning responded. He adjusted his position, wiggling his bottom, and accidentally rubbed against Song Fengxiao’s waist, which felt somewhat ticklish. He then squeezed Song Fengxiao’s arm, eyes brightening. “Brother Song, you look thin but actually have some nice muscles.”

Song Fengxiao felt the warmth pressed against him, and Luo Ning was still touching and poking. He was annoyed and said, “If you keep moving, I’ll throw you down.”

This made Luo Ning behave, obediently resting on Song Fengxiao’s back, glancing at the stairs ahead. He was still a bit worried that he might tire Song Fengxiao out. He was the one who insisted on coming over, and now Song Fengxiao had to carry him.

However, Song Fengxiao’s stamina exceeded his expectations. He didn’t even seem to be breathing hard.

The dorm turned out to be a four-person room, free of any unpleasant smells like sock or sweat. There were no posters on the walls, all tidy and clean. The blankets were folded neatly.

At first glance, Luo Ning easily identified Song Fengxiao’s bunk because it was the one with the sheets arranged perfectly.

Song Fengxiao handed him a carton of milk, which was untouched since it was Luo Ning who had brought it.

Sipping through the straw, Luo Ning felt the dorm conditions were fairly good. Looking at an empty bunk with nothing on it, he asked, “Brother Song, is no one living there?”

“Moved out last semester,” Song Fengxiao answered casually.

Luo Ning’s heart skipped a beat. He looked around the dorm again.

He then asked, “How about I move in? I’m planning to live on campus too.”

Luo Ning’s home was quite a distance from the school, so he had to wake up earlier every day than the boarding students. If he stayed on campus, he could sleep a bit longer.

Song Fengxiao suddenly raised his head and stared at him suspiciously. He knew this little bee wanted to come over for something. His intention was not pure. Sure enough, he wanted to move in and live with him!

It was one thing to follow him around all the time, but he also wanted to take advantage of him and live in the same room.

Song Fengxiao replied, “You’re doing fine living off-campus. There is no need to move in.”

“You won’t be comfortable in the dorm.”

Luo Ning retorted, “Why wouldn’t I be comfortable? This place is great. Living on campus would be so much more convenient.”

“I’m old enough to take care of myself.”