Chapter 39: Illness

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translator: xiin
editors: butter & XavierForest

Meng Guang covered his chest and didn't dare to look anymore. He felt that his soul had suffered a severe attack; his cousin's simple and clean text message made him feel like an old beast who'd been blackened by society.

Song Yu held onto his cell phone for a long time, thinking to himself. Xie Sui would probably refuse, right? After all, he was rejected every time he invited Xie Sui to his apartment for dinner, and the rejection would generally happen in less than three words.

Xie Sui's reply came shortly after.

[ Okay ]

Sure enough, it was less than three words, but he'd actually agreed.

Song Yu was stunned for a moment before the corners of his lips curved up.

[ Alright, I'll send you the address. See you tomorrow morning. ]

Meng Guang recalled his own youth that had already passed him by when he saw his expression. He was a little sour, "You're inviting a classmate over to do homework, yet you're making it seem like you're asking out the school flower. Do you have to be so happy about it?"

Wen Yuan rolled her eyes from the co-pilot seat. She lifted her long hair with one hand then coolly said, "Just let your garbage ideas rot in your stomach. Don't say them out loud and harm your cousin. Messing around with relationships between men and women, you just wait and see if I break your leg."

Mayor Meng, who was driving, couldn't hold back his smile. He said, "Yuyu, don't listen to your elder cousin. At your age, doing homework together is about right."

Meng Guang was on the receiving end of snide remarks from both parents and bitterly touched his nose, saying in dissatisfaction, "What did I say?! How did it turn into messy relationships between men and women? It's not funny, mom, you're really not funny."

Song Yu was in a particularly good mood. He slowly stared at him, his lips curving in a smile, then said meaningfully, "I didn't make a date with the school flower, but I did make a date with the school grass."

Meng Guang was instantly not angry anymore. He grew interested, "Great!"

He then asked more questions.

"But your deskmate's appearance really is excellent. What about you? Did you get some sort of grass title? School grass, grade grass, class grass? You can't let him take all three titles, right? Oh, that's not right, Yuyu is going to take the study god title."

Song Yu: "......"

Excuse me, I'm sorry, but I didn't manage to get school grass, class grass, or study god. I got the school bully title instead.

Of course, how could he dare to say this in front of his aunt and uncle? He avoided the weighty matters and focused on the small things, answering Meng Guang's earlier questions.

"Although me and Xie Sui are pulling even, I don't like being in the limelight. The girls in our school haven't found me yet for the time being, so I haven't been named as any sort of grass."

Meng Guang was amused.

"Then their eyes aren't good enough. How about this? I'll label you as the city grass and have my father support it officially so that you get some of your own back."

Song Yu couldn't stop laughing, "Although I live up to the name, doing things that way isn't very good."

The people in the car all laughed.

Neon lights flashed by outside the window on the road leading to the center of the city.

The atmosphere was warm and happy.

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