What's Wrong with This Alpha? - Chapter 12

Chapter 12 – Someone

Hang City BBS Campus Zone.

Latest Hot Discussion: Did Sheng Yunze Get a Girlfriend? Heartbroken? Come Count Here

[Picture: Blurry photo of Sheng Yunze’s right arm]

Friend took this. The campus heartthrob’s behavior has been weird lately. I can’t even find him in the library, and now this! What’s with the watch drawing on his hand? Damn it! The campus heartthrob is our school’s shared treasure, you know? How dare you hog him?! Don’t you care about school rules?

[Woah, claiming posts! The heartthrob thread is flying up fast. Must secure top spots.]

[Picture too blurry. Any experts explain what’s on the heartthrob’s arm?]

[Looks like a watch.]

[West Lake’s waters are my tears. Tonight even the Broken Bridge mourns for me.]

[Judging a relationship from this is childish. Heartbroken count +1]

[With whom? Class 3, Year 3’s Jian Qiao?]

[Count +2. Who else but a girlfriend would draw a watch on Sheng Yunze’s hand?]

[I agree it’s too suggestive… Anyway, no one except a girlfriend would let others do that. Think about the heartthrob’s temper—who’d dare?]

[Picture: Blurry photo of Sheng Yunze’s right arm]

“Tsk tsk, big news. Commander Sheng is in trouble…” Jiang Wangshu showed the forum page on his phone, letting classmates look at it one by one.

Hao Shanshan: “I saw the post this afternoon. The commander didn’t come to class all afternoon, and he’s not at evening self-study either. Could he really be out on a date?”

Duan Yi kicked the back door open, sat down on a stool with his head hanging low, then leaned back in the chair, playing dead.

Jiang Wangshu: “Don’t get mad. It’s just gossip. Xiaoduan, cheer up! You still have a chance!”

Duan Yi: “What nonsense are you spouting?”

Jiang Wangshu: “You haven’t read the post?”

Duan Yi: “What post?”

Jiang Wangshu closed his mouth and quickly changed the subject, “Want some biscuits? Tonight’s snack is your favorite strawberry-flavored one.”

Duan Yi: “No. I’m annoyed to death.”

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He kicked his desk hard, making a loud noise.

The class went silent.

Jiang Wangshu: “What’s wrong? Is it worth getting this upset?”

Duan Yi: “Sheng Yunze called me a pervert.”

Jiang Wangshu: …

Duan Yi: “I didn’t say it myself!”

He was so angry he wanted to go find someone to fight. “He didn’t even ask me before calling me a pervert. I tried to explain before, but he wouldn’t listen. I—”

Duan Yi sat in his seat, feeling down. He bit his lower lip in frustration. “He just doesn’t like me. He hates me.”

Jiang Wangshu said, “Then why pay him any attention? Just ignore him.”

Duan Yi said, “I’m not paying him any attention.”

He closed his eyes. Jiang Wangshu rested his chin in his hand and patted his shoulder. “Xiaoduan, I think you should stop provoking Sheng Yunze. Let things cool down for a while.”

Duan Yi stubbornly said, “I’m not provoking him.”

Jiang Wangshu said, “Let’s sneak out tonight and play games. How about that?”

“No mood.”

Jiang Wangshu sighed deeply, thinking, If I knew you’d be like this, I should’ve suggested you eat some bitter herbs instead.

After a moment, Duan Yi calmed down and declared, “I’m going to give him the silent treatment.”

Jiang Wangshu said, “Fine, fine, fine. You better stick to your word.”

Duan Yi said, “I won’t talk to him all week.”

Jiang Wangshu said, “That’s good. I think Sheng Yunze isn’t good enough for you. Xiaoduan deserves better. Think about Jian Qiao—”

Remembering Jian Qiao also liked Sheng Yunze, Jiang Wangshu mentally slapped himself, “Think about beautiful Omegas. Who’s better than school beauties with delicate bodies?”

Sheng Yunze didn’t come to self-study the whole night. After class ended at 9 PM, Duan Yi and Jiang Wangshu returned to their dormitory.

On the bed, Duan Yi opened his WeChat feed and deleted the post about the milk tea with a huff.

After exiting the feed, he received a friend request.

Duan Yi’s WeChat ID had been posted on Second High School’s forum. Even after the post was removed, his ID spread, and people kept adding him.

The WeChat name was just “y”, the profile picture was blank, and the message when adding him said: Sheng Yunze.

Duan Yi jumped up from the bed, hitting his head hard against the wall with a loud “thud”.

Jiang Wangshu stuck his head out from the bathroom while brushing his teeth. “What’s up, Xiaoduan?”

Toothpaste foam flew everywhere.

Duan Yi’s face remained calm. “Nothing.”

Then he rejected Sheng Yunze’s friend request.

Unexpectedly, the other person kept sending more requests.

“?”

“Add me.”

“Come to the track field.”

When Duan Yi saw the last message, his curiosity was piqued, and he accepted Sheng Yunze.

He thought, Once I figure out what he wants, I’ll delete and block him.

Then he quickly changed Sheng Yunze’s nickname to: Sheng Shimei.

Sheng Yunze spoke clearly and simply, asking Duan Yi to come to the playground.

Duan Yi refused: I’m already asleep. Not coming.

Sheng Yunze: Oh.

At the top of the chat window, it showed “typing…”

Duan Yi stared at the screen for a while, then closed his phone. I’ll ignore him. What he says doesn’t matter.

He couldn’t resist opening it again. Sheng Yunze had sent a picture—taken on the track field in dim light. You could see bags of different snacks and a Coco restaurant’s signature pork cutlet rice—Coco restaurant, a fast-food place on the playground with a mix of Chinese and Western styles.

Duan Yi, so angry but he hadn’t eaten dinner: …

He couldn’t help swallowing hard.

Sheng Yunze: I’ll eat it myself.

Duan Yi: Wait!

Duan Yi: Did you buy it for me?

The chat box showed “typing…” Duan Yi sat up nervously.

His words sounded selfish. Knowing Sheng Yunze’s temper, he’d definitely get sarcastic and mocking. The guy was born with a sharp tongue—getting a nice word from him was harder than climbing a mountain.

Duan Yi had never seen Sheng Yunze gentle with anyone except himself.

Well, not even me anymore.

He’s been typing so long. Did he write a whole page to tease me?

Duan Yi wondered, is it worth it?

The chat box stopped typing.

Sheng Yunze: Mm.

Duan Yi’s head filled with question marks. Just one word?

Sheng Yunze’s message popped up, sharing a document: How to Raise Little Pigs Right.txt

Duan Yi: …You’re kidding me.

Sheng Yunze: Fishing for kids. Only takers need to apply.

“What’s that sign for? Don’t you know? Best thing at Coco’s is storm potato rolls. You gotta put a big pile of ketchup on them. Red and yellow are the best.”

Duan Yi’s mouth was full of sausage as he mumbled. He had a steaming pork chop rice bowl on his knees.

“Even eating that much can’t shut you up. Go buy your own if you want more.” Sheng Yunze pulled out a napkin and threw it at Duan Yi. “Your description makes me think of something bad. Idiot.”

Duan Yi held up a piece of pork chop with chopsticks and waved it in front of Sheng Yunze. “Want some?”

Sheng Yunze bit into it without expression, scaring Duan Yi stiff.

After a while, Duan Yi’s ears turned red. “You’re crazy! If you want it, why didn’t you use chopsticks yourself?”

Sheng Yunze said, “There’s only one pair. And I didn’t want it. You were the one offering.”

“Who’s offering?” Duan Yi chewed on the pork chop.

As he ate, Sheng Yunze asked, “Why did you reject my friend request?”

“Because you called me a pervert this afternoon.”

“Do you think I was wrong? Asking a guy what color his underwear is? And wanting to borrow them?”

Duan Yi ate happily. “I’ll forgive you since you brought me food.”

Sheng Yunze looked at him. “Are you really mad?”

“Mm,” Duan Yi said, mouth full of rice.

“I’m sorry,” Sheng Yunze said.

Duan Yi nearly choked on his food. “Ugh.”

Sheng Yunze: …

Duan Yi patted his chest. “I don’t mean your apology is disgusting.”

Sheng Yunze said, “I wouldn’t have thought that if you hadn’t explained.”

Duan Yi looked confused. “Why are you acting so strange? You scared me. Don’t tell me you like me?”

Before Sheng Yunze could answer, Duan Yi laughed loudly. “How could that be? It’s easier to get into the top 100 in my grade than for you to like me.”

He didn’t seem to care about his joke. “I’m joking. You don’t mind, right?”

Sheng Yunze: …

Duan Yi’s phone vibrated several times.

He looked at it. All messages were from Nan Yi.

A-Ye: Where are you?

A-Ye: Jiang Wangshu said you’re not in your dorm. Where did you go?

A-Ye: I brought you bubble tea. I gave it to your roommate.

A-Ye: When are you coming back?

A-Ye: Was your afternoon sickness real?

Duan Yi’s hands were greasy from eating, making it hard to reply.

Sheng Yunze noticed and asked flatly, “Did you get back together with him?”

“Get back together? Bullshit!” Duan Yi said. “But I think his taste is actually pretty good. That’s worth acknowledging.”

“What taste?” Sheng Yunze asked. “You mean the taste that picked you? How can I not think he’s blind?”

Duan Yi: =口=!

Sheng Yunze kept being mean, “Later, when he’s sober, he’ll hate what he’s doing now. After all, your IQ has left the human race behind.”

“How can that be?” Duan Yi said. “He can’t forget his old feelings for me. That means I’m really attractive.”

“Oh.” Sheng Yunze’s face didn’t change. “You can’t forget your old feelings for him either?”

Duan Yi didn’t answer.

Sheng Yunze: ……

Is this for real?

Duan Yi was talking about getting what he deserved while eating, then choked. He said it a second too late. Suddenly, the pork chop rice and snacks in his arms were taken away by Sheng Yunze.

Duan Yi turned pale. “I’m not done eating! What are you doing?!”

Sheng Yunze chuckled, “I want to eat it. I won’t give you any. Go back to your dorm and drink your ‘past love’ milk tea.”

Duan Yi: “……”

“Do you think he’s crazy?!” Duan Yi exploded in his dorm, cursing loudly. “I was eating fine! He took it all back just because he said so. I still had half a pork chop rice left!”

Jiang Wangshu, sipping Mrs. Taitai Oral Solution, said calmly, “Two hours ago, you said you’d ignore him all week. An hour ago, you secretly added the school beauty’s WeChat and went on a date at the . Half an hour ago, you pretended to be angry but really showed off your date with me. Duan Yimei, doesn’t your conscience hurt facing me?”

Duan Yi’s face turned red then pale. He climbed into bed angrily. “I’m going to sleep!”

Wrapped in the quilt, Duan Yi’s face was still hot.

He let his arms and legs hang out, letting the night breeze blow on his face.

In the dark, Duan Yi’s phone screen glowed blue. It vibrated slightly.

Duan Yi opened his screen. A WeChat message popped up without warning.

Sheng Shimei: Goodnight.

Duan Yi’s heart skipped a beat.

Sheng Shimei: [pink pig emoji]

Now really calm, Duan Yi turned off his phone with no expression, cursing: Damn!

He buried his face in the pillow for a long time. Finally, unable to hold his breath, he lifted his head. Face red from holding his breath, hair stuck to his forehead, he still opened WeChat.

“Oh.”

“Goodnight.”

Then he changed Sheng Yunze’s nickname from “Sheng Shimei” to “Someone”.