What if My Roommate Finds Out I Write Danmei? - Chapter 10
Chapter 10: No. 10 “The Joyous News Everyone Is Eager To Hear”
Pang Zaiyuan stared at Ning Wenru with a face full of suspicion and asked, “Could it be not two and a half yuan per book, twenty yuan for a pack?”
Ning Wenru became even more confused. “Huh??”
With an extremely serious expression, Pang Zaiyuan locked eyes with Ning Wenru. Those cold and stern eyebrows were particularly frightening and powerful, almost ready to make Ning Wenru fall to his knees from a stare alone. Ning Wenru suddenly felt uneasy, almost thinking his affair had been exposed. He feared Pang Zaiyuan had uncovered his secret of writing danmei literature, leaving him on the verge of confessing! But then he remembered that these two and a half yuan had nothing to do with him, so Ning Wenru barely managed to suppress his impulse to apologize.
Wait, why should he apologize? He had clearly changed all the names already, so even if exposed, at most he would only be suspected of being gay—and a rather lewd gay at that… That’s all. Thinking this, Ning Wenru fearlessly met Pang Zaiyuan’s gaze with a pure and slightly bewildered expression.
As soon as their gazes touched, Pang Zaiyuan turned away, seeming somewhat awkward, and instead fixed his gaze on the IV bottle, saying: “It’s nothing, go back to sleep.”
After finishing his words, he continued to bow his head and fiddle with his phone, showing no intention of leaving the college health center.
Suddenly, Ning Wenru felt relieved, yet also somewhat surprised: “You are staying by my side for the IV?”
“Uh, I have nothing better to do.”
How happy, my boyfriend’s power is max… Listening to Pang Zaiyuan’s deep and pleasant voice of a male idol, Ning Wenru felt his bones about to melt. He stole a few glances at Pang Zaiyuan’s handsome face, which was focused on his phone, and breathed in the fresh scent from the puffer jacket draped over him. Dreamily thinking that this scent was truly pleasant, he pondered buying the same laundry detergent on Double 11… After the fuss of seeing the doctor just now, now with Pang Zaiyuan taking care of him, Ning Wenru felt a surge of security. Drowsiness came over him, carrying a sense of mysterious emotion and happiness as he fell asleep.
After waking up, Ning Wenru’s intravenous drip was also finished. He ate some congee with lean meat and napa cabbage, and with strength, he didn’t need Pang Zaiyuan to carry him anymore, but could walk back to the dormitory on his own. Upon returning to the dormitory, he wiped himself clean, took his medicine, and then lay dead on the bed.
While Ning Wenru lay dead, there were many groups of people from the laboratory—teammates, classmates, upperclassmen, junior classmates, upperclasswomen, junior classmates, etc.—who came to visit Ning Wenru. They each left a bag of apples and a heartfelt card, and now all eight tables in the middle of the dormitory were piled with apples.
When Ning Wenru woke up and looked around, he was startled. Opening his bleary eyes, he looked down from the top bunk at his bed, and noticed Pang Zaiyuan was surrounded by the laboratory’s beautiful junior classmate and two other unknown junior classmates.
A cute girl with a ponytail tied at the back of her head handed Pang Zaiyuan a pink envelope with both hands and said: “Hello, Senior Pang. My name is Fu Qingtong. I heard from Yue Weijian that Senior Ning was sick. This is a heartfelt card for Senior Ning, and please ask Senior Pang to help me pass on my wishes for a quick recovery.”
“Hmm,” Pang Zaiyuan said. “You can just put it in the bag of gifts you sent.”
“Okay.” Fu Qingtong placed her heartfelt card into her gift bag, then moved a stool over and sat next to Pang Zaiyuan, asking: “Senior, what major are you in? Is it the same as Senior Ning?”
Since Fu Qingtong sat down, Yami and another girl also sat down in succession. Their figures finally no longer obstructed Pang Zaiyuan, allowing Ning Wenru to see Pang Zaiyuan’s figure engaged in… reading, leaning forward while holding a book.
At this moment, Pang Zaiyuan did not answer Fu Qingtong’s question, he just said: “Wenru needs to rest well, don’t disturb him, I’ll pass on the message. Remember to close the door when you leave.”
Having been dismissively sent away like this, Fu Qingtong could only give a muffled response. She thanked the seniors with Yami, then gently closed the door and left.
Ning Wenru could still vaguely hear that when the junior girls left, they were smiling and whispering softly to each other, exclaiming: “The way our male idol just chased us away was so cool!”
“Ah.” Ning Wenru sighed.
Pang Zaiyuan immediately turned back and asked: “Were you woken up? Should I lock the door?”
Ning Wenru shook his head, still holding the quilt without getting up, but said with his mouth: “It’s fine, I’ve slept enough, it’s just that there’s no strength, I want to lie down.”
“Unhappy?” Pang Zaiyuan left his seat, handed Ning Wenru a stack of greeting cards, and said again: “These are from people who like you.”
Ning Wenru took them and looked. Sure enough, there were many one-sided acquaintances, those who you couldn’t even call by name when you met on the road and would never give a smiling greeting. Ning Wenru said somewhat dejectedly: “Unhappy, the drunkard’s intention isn’t in the wine.”
Pang Zaiyuan reached up to touch Ning Wenru’s feverish forehead, took back the card expressing his intentions, and said: “You’re not happy with the apples I gave you? What do you want?”
“I’m only happy with genuine intentions,” Ning Wenru looked at those one after another bright red red apples, suddenly made a connection, and said: “Or maybe become the luck king by grabbing red packets!”
Pang Zaiyuan’s expression seemed somewhat joyful, messed up Ning Wenru’s hair, and picked up a bright red apple again, asking: “Do you want to eat?”
Ning Wenru shrank into the quilt, nodded, and said: “I still want to play with my phone for a while.”
“Okay,” Pang Zaiyuan said, “Don’t play for too long, take your temperature and then sleep. The doctor told you not to stay up too late.”
“Mm-hmm.” Ning Wenru nodded repeatedly, accepted these two things, looked at Pang Zaiyuan’s wide back as he went to peel the apple skin, and with some sweetness and emotion wiped his face, lying back down. He thought to himself, If only he were my boyfriend. Ning Wenru shook his head, driving away this thought. After a while, Ning Wenru clipped the temperature probe well, accepted the apple Pang Zaiyuan handed over, and while biting into it opened up the Jiangjiang author’s background to check the comments.
Every time Ning Wenru finished writing a chapter, his greatest hobby was to go to the back-end and read the comments. Seeing little angels with similar interests leaving comments would make him very happy. Ning Wenru had been writing for so long that he was familiar with most of the little angels who followed his work and loved leaving comments. However, today, Ning Wenru discovered that under the latest chapter, a new little angel had come and left him a very long comment.
No, he should be called a little devil instead.
Because Ning Wenru had just discovered that this little devil cruelly gave him minus two points! Not positive points, nor zero points, but minus points! And it was even three consecutive minus points!
Although Ning Wenru didn’t really value the points very much, when he suddenly changed Pang Zaiyuan’s name to Long Zaitian, there were also many minus points. But the reason this little devil called “Yuan” gave for leaving the minus points was very—righteous, as if he were the headmaster:
There were two comments like this:
Friend No.1: Yuan
Comment: Crazy Grass Teacher
Score: -2
Post Time: 2017-10-25 18:45:14
Chapter Evaluated: 12
I didn’t expect that as a student, you not only fantasize about your roommate and lack interest in your studies, but also crave after teachers and pollute the campus. Your values are completely warped! Writing like this could potentially influence underage students and lead them astray. I’ve reported you.
This comment was posted from the Jiangjiang mobile site
No.2 Netizen: Yuan Comment: Crazy Grass Teacher Score: -2 Post Time: 2017-10-25 18:42:23 Chapter Commented: 12
The body and its hair are received from one’s parents. An author updating at midnight, staying up all night, shortening their life, is neither self-loving nor filial.
This comment was posted from the Jiangjiang mobile site
Then Ning Wenru discovered that this article had been locked by the administrator with the reason “This article does not comply with social moral standards”! Locked! L-O-C-K-E-D!
With this reason for locking, there’s no hope of ever getting it unlocked. I can only read it on my device until the end.
And the earliest negative-score comment was like this:
No.3 Netizen: Yuan Comment: Screwing the Sky, the Earth, and the Roommate Score: -2 Post Time: 2017-10-25 18:39:01 Chapter Commented: 88
Before, I read the stolen text, it was written very well. Coming back to supplement it with V, what’s the welfare group number?
This comment was posted from the Jiangjiang mobile site
Ning Wenru looked at the pile of negative points and that bright little red lock, feeling extremely sorrowful, he took a big bite of apple. After logging out of the back-end, Ning Wenru decided to join the affectionate welfare group and surf for a while, seeking the comfort of cute little angels.
He had just logged on to Koukou, and hadn’t even opened the welfare group, when the welfare group’s cute little admin sent him a private message: “Madam is online ~”
Ever since the cute little admin learned that Ning Wenru was male, his form of address for Ning Wenru had changed from “writer” to “madam.”
Ning Wenru made a slight protest against this form of address: “Madam is a short one, I am a 20 cm long one, it should call me Mumu.”
The cute little admin willingly accepted the advice: “Ha ha! 20 cm big mumu, today someone who gave you negative points and reported you wants to join the welfare group, shall we add them?”
Ning Wenru: “Is it the big demon called Yuan?”
The cute little admin: “Right!”
Ning Wenru: “Add! Since they’re delivered to our door, we must tease them a bit. Ahem, it’s to add them in and turn them into a little angel, they must have just come to Jiangjiang, so defaulting to negative points.”
[Management Cutie]: “I’ve already taught him to give positive scores here! Now adding him to the group.”
Then, “Yuan” this new member was added to the group.
- Angel Cutie, the grandmother: Welcome new members with kisses! Benefits are in the group files, can be enjoyed individually but must not be spread outside! Pay attention to the announcements, those who don’t participate for a month will be cleared out!
- Bottom, Yuan: Good, please ask if the group owner Big Mumu is the author?
- World’s Number One Top, 20 cm Big Mumu: √!
- Bottom, Yuan: Just came to Jiangjiang today, didn’t understand. Embarrassed for giving negative scores. But I think my report was correct, there shouldn’t be more articles written like that, lacking respect for teachers and knowledge.
- World’s Number One Top, 20 cm Big Mumu: No problem, it indeed lacked consideration, possibly causing some negative impacts.
- Bottom, Yuan: And there should be no more late-night updates either, staying up all night shortens your lifespan.
Ning Wenru instantly felt like he was being lectured by an experienced elder, but every word was reasonable. Ning Wenru couldn’t argue back and even felt somewhat guilty. When writing, he only thought about pleasing himself, not reaching the moral high ground of the experienced elder. He never imagined his work could influence children who haven’t yet formed their own judgment.
When Ning Wenru felt uneasy, the Great Demon Abyss suddenly issued a password-protected red packet, saving his gloomy mood: “Don’t stay up late, go to sleep quickly, health and longevity ninety-nine.”
The angel who dishes out red packets at the drop of a hat, I like him! Big Dummy Ning Wenru’s eyes lit up at the sight of the red packet, instantly cheering up. He quickly grabbed one. After grabbing it, he stepped back and discovered that the angel had issued another!
The Godly Rich Abyss continuously sent out password-protected red packets urging sleep, sending a total of 9. Ning Wenru grabbed them one after another, and the little angels in the group also grabbed them one after another. In an instant, Ning Wenru’s welfare group was flooded with “Don’t stay up late, go to sleep quickly, health and longevity ninety-nine” and “Thank you boss, kisses.gif”.
Finally finished grabbing, Ning Wenru dragged the chat log up to look and discovered he had grabbed 3 Lucky Kings!
Just after waking up, he said he would be super happy if he grabbed a red packet Lucky King, and he didn’t expect his wish to be fulfilled so quickly, and it was even 3 Lucky Kings!
Ning Wenru also sent a thank Dad.gif to express his happiness at snatching the red envelope, feeling super touched by the screenful of concerns from the little angels about his health, urging him not to pull all-nighters.
At that moment, Pang Zaiyuan suddenly interjected: “It’s been fifteen minutes. Give me the thermal probe and your phone, it’s time to sleep.”
“Okay.” Holding onto the joy of having snatched the red envelope, Ning Wenru obediently handed over the thermal probe and phone to Pang Zaiyuan, then covered himself with the quilt and fell asleep.
After Ning Wenru fell asleep, a little angel in the welfare group asked:
Cellar Black Robe Top: Everything’s locked down. Is there an update today from that wooden heartthrob?
Number One Top in the World: No, he’s sleeping.
Number One Beautiful Top in the World: He’s sleeping?! Then who are you?
Number One Top in the World: I’m the roommate who got fucked for 400,000 words.