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MLP Chapter 8
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Chapter 8
Edited by Isalee
Bai Xinyu shouted, “Fuck! Y-y-y-you, fucking let me go!”
Flustered, he yanked at his underwear while pushing Yu Fengcheng away. In the end, he could focus on neither task, and had to watch his poor Bai Jr. be exposed to the air. Bai Xinyu was almost about to cry.
Yu Feng Cheng shot a look at Bai Jr., laughing lowly. “It doesn’t look very energetic. Shall I help you out?”
Bai Xinyu responded hoarsely, “You fucking pervert, you mad man, you have an issue with your brain. If you dare touch me again, my cousin…”
Yu Fengcheng grabbed his neck abruptly, his original jesting tone changing. His gaze turned fierce, and his voice was cold. “Only knowing to look for your cousin after getting bullied. You’re already so old, and yet you’re still doing that?”
Bai Xinyu was frightened by how close his face suddenly was, and looked at him in alarm.
Yu Fengcheng pressed into his ear, speaking darkly, “On the floor below the instructors’ office, there’s a public phone. Go call that saviour of yours and ask him to take you back. The army is not a place for a wastrel like you to spend his days. Scram, go as far as you can, don’t stay here and drag everyone down with you.”
Bai Xinyu’s face was completely red. Yu Fengcheng was deliberately pressing down on the arteries of his neck, and despite the strength not being enough to suffocate him, he still had difficulty breathing. Although he had only known Yu Fengcheng for a few days, his fear of this man had already gradually been instilled within him. With how Yu Fengcheng looked so very savage and fierce right now, Bai Xinyu’s legs had weakened in fright.
Yu Fengcheng released Bai Xinyu, sweeping him with a disdainful glance from top to bottom. He took in Bai Xinyu’s quaking, cowardly look, and pointed at him. “I don’t care what method you use, just scram from here.”
He then opened the door, leaving without turning back.
Wind blew in from the open door, causing Bai Xinyu to shiver from the cold. He sniffled, quickly pulling his clothes on. While wiping away his tears, he ran towards the instructors’ office.
Compared to the Yu Fengcheng who teased him randomly, the Yu Fengcheng who revealed his undisguised disgust towards him was even more frightening. So what if he was a wastrel? In the eyes of his mother, he was still her darling. It was not his choice to come to a goddamn place like this, so why did he have to suffer through all this ridiculous nonsense!
Bai Xinyu did manage to find a few phones in the reception office, but many new recruits who were done eating had already swarmed into the room. Behind all five phones were queues of at least three metres long. Wanting to wail about all the grievances Bai Xinyu had suppressed to his cousin or his mother, he no longer had the vigour to do so after seeing these queues that sapped one’s energy.
Looking at the situation, Bai Xinyu might not get his turn even if he waited for an hour. He hesitated over and over again, and in the end, still headed back to his dormitory. He planned on returning when there were less people, mainly because if he were to hear his mother’s voice, he would most definitely cry, and Bai Xinyu did not want to cry in front of so many people.
Bai Xinyu returned to the dormitory despondently. The rest of the group was back, and when he entered, the originally noisy people all quieted down, watching him with wide eyes.
