A CERTAIN SOMEONE ( THE ON1Y ONE )

Chapter 092 - Wasteland

“I’m Not the Person You Should Be Saying This to.”

Jiang Tian's seat was at the most extreme edge of the platform — his heart had long since not been in the event the moment he finished the speech, but it was honestly quite inappropriate to leave immediately. Somehow, He Jin made him stay until the next part of the program started, and he finally found the chance to leave.
He nearly sprinted back to Mingli Block; Sheng Wang was moving back to Class A at last, he could finally return him the seat he had been taking up for a long, long time. From then onwards, he didn’t have to look up before he could spot the way the other person’s shadow landed on his table.

However, when he ran to the top floor and halted in his steps, supporting himself with the frame of the door, he did not find a trace of Sheng Wang in the classroom.
The mood in the classroom was rather strange — it seemed like someone pressed a pause button on the buzzing whispers in the classroom. Everyone turned to look at him, but nobody spoke.

Jiang Tian was briefly baffled, and as he walked back to his seat, he asked Gao Tianyang, “Where’s Sheng Wang?”
The expressions on the people around them instantly turned weirder, even Gao Tianyang froze. Jiang Tian looked up, and saw Carp and Chili in front, both looking like they didn’t know where to start.
In that instant, his heart suddenly sank, as though he felt something telepathically.

“What are ya looking at, it’s self-study now!” Gao Tianyang yelled at the people around them. He pushed his paper aside — not a single word written on it — and scratched his head, slightly agitated. He pulled Jiang Tian out of the classroom.
“Sheng-ge went to the administration office,” Gao Tianyang said.
“Why?”
“He was in a fight.” Gao Tianyang hesitated, and added, “Because Gao Tianyang said the two of you are……”
His voice abruptly lowered, the word “gay” was especially fumbled. He kept feeling like saying that to Jiang Tian’s face was no different from directly pushing a knife into him, raw and bloody.
By the time he looked up once more after he said that, Jiang Tian was already striding downstairs, and disappearing within his line of sight in a blink of an eye. He could only recall the way the other person’s lips were tightly pursed, his face ashen as he turned around the corner of the stairs.

Jiang Tian almost crashed into someone as he sprinted towards the administration office, but he couldn’t recall clearly any more. The only thing on his mind was the scene of Sheng Mingyang ducked over as he left the front row of the audience’s seat in the hall, going out to take the call. He was terrified to even draw the connection between these two events, just like the way he couldn’t bear to even think of Sheng Wang standing in the administration office, all by himself.

Yet, when he burst straight into that office, all he saw was Big Mouth Xu, standing by the window, a deep frown on his face, his hands on his waist.
The door was pushed open with a “bang” against the wall. He opened his mouth amidst the sound of the tremble of the door, his voice a difficult rasp. “Teacher……”
Big Mouth Xu turned to face him, looking at him with a complicated expression on his face. It was hard to tell if he wanted to scold him, or he simply wanted to sigh.

Jiang Tian tried his best to get his breathing under control, asking, “Where’s Sheng Wang?”
“He left,” Big Mouth Xu said.

For that very one split second, Jiang Tian’s brows furrowed, as though he couldn’t understand those two words. His brain was buzzing, like he was submerged in an icy river, waves and waves of cold numbing him.
“What do you mean he left?” he heard himself asking, not understanding.

Big Mouth Xu sighed at last. “His father took him away.”
“To where?”
“How would I know?” Big Mouth Xu frowned as he looked at him. “Jiang Tian……”