He is His Excellency Zhi Li

Chapter 56. Two People Dating

Author: Angelina

Translator: xallisonjanex, Let4

Proofreader: KainGuru

The beginning of spring was sweeping with an unstoppable flavor. As it warmed up, the green leaves, flowers, and even the gloomy school building became brighter. The pen that was rotating between Zhi Li's fingers fell onto the book. Ke Bu supported his chin with his hands and looked quite indolent. He looked at the professor who was diligently imparting knowledge, then his eyes moved on to Zhi Li. His slender nape, spotless side features, and long eyelashes under the shady light looked even more beautiful. Ke Bu liked the word beautiful and preferred to use this adjective for Zhi Li. He deserved it.

The bell which signified the end of class rang sharply and the quiet classroom became noisy. Zhi Li noticed the gaze in his direction, but just when he turned his head to make eye contact with that person, Ke Bu dodged his eyes in a flurry.

Ke Bu did not bother too much with the lovelorn questions: Do you love me? Have you ever loved someone more than me? Do you love me more than I love you? Will you stop loving me one day? Ke Bu believed that obsessing over with this kind of problem in itself was sowing discord in love. He did not understand what the true meaning of love was. He only wanted to be with Zhi Li without any distractions, restrictions, nor many demands.

He took out the book he had borrowed from the library and browsed through it. Although Ke Bu was not as fond as Youyan when it comes to reading, he did have his own preference. He liked Friedrich Nietzsche—his hard-to-understand words, bold language, and even the slight eccentricity—conceited, yet could arouse sympathy.

I am on the road where fate is prescribed for me. Although I am not willing to walk on this road, I have no choice but to walk on this road with grief and indignation.

Ke Bu remembered his foreign teacher in senior high school. At that time, his English was so bad that he could hardly communicate with this foreign teacher who did not know much Chinese. However, one time after class, the foreigner, who had red hair and white skin, stepped on the bottom of the podium stand while smoking a cigarette. There was everything in his eyes, and yet nothing. That expression had left a very deep impression on Ke Bu.

Out of curiosity about foreigners, Ke Bu sent a text message to the foreign teacher. Every time he sent a message, Ke Bu had to spend a lot of time finding the translation online. The foreign teacher asked Ke Bu who his favorite author was and Ke Bu briefly answered 'Friedrich Nietzsche.' The foreign teacher started laughing with 'a-ha' and told him that the first book he had ever read in his life was written by Friedrich Nietzsche.

Finally, the day before the foreign teacher left, he gave a disc to Ke Bu. There was something written with a black marker on the cover of the disc. His classmate beside him picked it up and translated it for Ke Bu: "Although you often couldn't express what you wanted to say, I still know what you wanted to say." This sentence became something that could move Ke Bu when he recalled it even many years after.

He did not know why he suddenly remembered such a trivial matter of the past. When his awareness came back, Zhi Li was already sitting beside him. He took the book from Ke Bu and looked at the cover. "Friedrich Nietzsche?"

"Hmn," Ke Bu answered superficially. At the moment, he did not want to encounter the question 'So you...a little guy still pretending to read this kind of book?' coming from Zhi Li. Zhi Li, however, had never given up his excessively gentle, yet poisonous tongue.