Oh no! I've only been a freshman and I've already been targeted by a mean upperclassman.

Zhao Zixuan spat out a mouthful of beer. "Dozens of cases? Yan Xi made him move them?"

"Um."

"Absolutely amazing!"

Zhao Zixuan gave a thumbs up, "That's like killing someone by breaking their spirit."

"That Liu Xu guy always acts all high and mighty, but he's actually doing manual labor?"

"Just thinking about it is exciting."

"Not only that."

Li Chen pointed to his shoulder, "He tried to hit me, so he patted me on the shoulder."

302 fell silent instantly.

The three people who were just laughing and joking a moment ago suddenly turned serious.

Wang Qiang slammed the skewer in his hand on the table, his beady eyes flashing with a fierce light: "Did I touch you? Are you hurt?"

Don't let this fat guy's usual carefree attitude fool you; when something really happens, he's the first one to step in.

Zhao Zixuan frowned as well: "This bastard's playing dirty tricks?"

"Old Li, just say the word, and I'll have someone ambush him tomorrow."

Looking at these loud and boisterous guys, Li Chen felt a warmth in his heart.

That's what brothers are all about.

They usually call each other "son," but in a pinch, he'll really take the fall for you.

"Alright, stop making it sound like the mafia."

Li Chen waved his hand, looking relaxed, "His skills aren't even enough to tickle me."

"I didn't lay a hand on her because I was giving Yan Xi face and didn't want to make things ugly."

"We'll see."

Li Chen paused, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "We all know I'm the kind of person who wins people over with virtue."

"cut--"

The three of them simultaneously raised their middle fingers.

"You? You think you can win people over with virtue?"

Chen Mo bluntly exposed his argument, "During military training, when that instructor from the next class was being provocative, who was it that sneaked over in the middle of the night and unbuckled his belt?"

"That's a tactic!"

Li Chen tried to defend himself.

"Okay, okay, tactics."

Wang Qiang picked up another handful of meat skewers, saying, "Anyway, it's fine as long as you're alright."

"If we are really bullied, even though we in 302 don't cause trouble, we can't let people shit on our necks."

"Come on, let's have a drink!"

The four bottles collided, making a crisp sound.

The foam overflowed and dripped down the bottle onto my hands, leaving them sticky.

"For Godfather's barbecue!"

"For Lao Li's sake, for the sake of his love life!"

"For that unlucky bastard Liu Xu!"

After a few drinks, the conversation inevitably returned to Yan Xi.

"Seriously, Lao Li."

Zhao Zixuan looked at him with some concern, "Yan Xi is a good person... but she's too tall."

"Wouldn't it be stressful to date a girl of this caliber?"

Li Chen remained silent for a while.

pressure?

How could there not be?

She gets stared at on the street, photographed while eating, and has to deal with unwanted romantic advances like Liu Xu.

Not to mention Yan Xi's assertive personality; if you're not careful, she can lead you by the nose.

but……

Images flashed through his mind: her sweaty face during her morning run, the way she handed him a peeled egg, and the warmth of her arm against his back on the terrace.

"It's alright."

Li Chen toyed with the wine bottle in his hand, watching the amber liquid sway under the light.

"It's tiring, but... it's quite sweet."

"Huh—"

The three of them let out a series of disgusted hisses, and goosebumps appeared all over their bodies.

"I can't stand it, I can't stand this sour smell."

Wang Qiang covered his nose and said, "Old Chen, quickly get your gas mask."

"According to psychological analysis, this is a typical case of decreased IQ during the honeymoon phase."

Chen Mo pushed up his glasses and added seriously, "I suggest isolation treatment."

"Get out of here."

Li Chen chuckled and shoved a skewer of grilled chives into Wang Qiang's mouth, saying, "Eat your chives, they'll boost your virility, so you won't be groaning in the dorm every day."

"Mmm..."

Wang Qiang chewed on some chives and protested indistinctly.

Late at night.

Empty beer bottles littered the ground, and the barbecue bag contained only a few bare bamboo skewers and solidified grease.

The noise in the dormitory gradually subsided.

Zhao Zixuan climbed into bed and, holding his phone, sent messages to the female student he had just hooked up with.

Chen Mo was still reading that book that was as thick as a brick.

Wang Qiang slumped in his chair, rubbing his round belly with a satisfied expression.

Li Chen got up and cleaned up the mess.

Pack up the trash and open the windows for ventilation.

The autumn wind blew in, bringing coolness and dispelling the smells of alcohol and barbecue from the room.

He went to the balcony to wash his face.

The boy in the mirror had a slightly flushed face, but his eyes were very bright.

My phone vibrated in my pocket.

Li Chen dried his hands, took it out and looked at it.

[Xi]: Have we arrived?

It's a very simple greeting.

Li Chen leaned against the sink, his fingers flying across the keyboard.

[Li Chen]: I arrived early and am having a meeting with my sons.

They replied very quickly.

[Xi]: Drink less alcohol.

[Li Chen]: Yes, sir!

After sending the message, Li Chen looked at the screen and saw "The other party is typing..." and that sweet feeling welled up in his heart again.

It took quite a while for Yan Xi's message to arrive.

[Xi]: Tomorrow is the weekend, no classes.

[Xi]: I want to see the sea.

Li Chen was stunned for a moment.

Linjiang City is not located by the sea; the nearest beach is a three-hour drive away.

Why go to the beach on a weekend when you shouldn't be shopping or watching a movie?

This is so Yan Xi.

He acts on a whim, incredibly capricious.

But Li Chen did not hesitate at all.

[Li Chen]: What time is it?

[曦]: Five o'clock in the morning, watching the sunrise.

[Li Chen]: Okay, I'll borrow your car. I'll wait for you downstairs.

Putting his phone away, Li Chen took a deep breath.

Watching the sea and the sunrise.

That sounds... a little too romantic.

He turned around and went back to his dorm room, kicking Zhao Zixuan's bed leg.

"Old Zhao, stop flirting with girls."

"what?"

Zhao Zixuan poked his head out, looking displeased.

"Can I borrow your car keys?"

"Holy crap? What are you doing? Raiding the girls' dormitory at night?"

"Take Yan Xi to see the sea."

Zhao Zixuan paused for two seconds, then pulled a Porsche car key from under his pillow and threw it down.

"Here you go! It's full of oil."

Thanks.

Li Chen caught the key and gripped it tightly in his hand.

"that……"

Wang Qiang, who had been silent all along, suddenly turned over and mumbled something.

"Old Li, even though you're my godfather, if you come back late tomorrow..."

"I also need to bring some midnight snacks!"

Li Chen smiled.

"Deal, you unfilial sons."