Everyone Thinks that I Like Him

Ye Zhou was mentally a bit uncomfortable with the sudden change to a completely new environment, especially while also dragging an injured leg.

He had a good relationship with the classmates, but good was still divided into close and distant relations, not to mention that the new roommates had no obligations to take care of him.

After the weekend was over, classes would begin tomorrow. Ye Zhou wondered if his original roommates would help him to class. Before going to sleep, Ye Zhou sent a text message to Zhou Wendao.

After a long time, Zhou Wendao returned a text.

Zhou Wendao:Dont worry, weve arranged it properly!

Why didnt he feel relieved when seeing him say this

Ye Zhous sixth sense had always been accurate. He woke up the next morning and saw an empty dormitory. His heartbadumped.

Looking at his phone, Zhou Wendao had sent a message.

Zhou Wendao:We went to class first~ will save a seat for you!

Was this fucking intending to let him hop to the classroom on one leg??

The bed creaked. Ye Zhou suddenly looked toward the place where the sound came from. Shang Jin rubbed his eyes, looking as if hed just woken up.

Ye Zhou felt relieved that there was still one more personeven if this person was Shang Jin. But looking at his behavior the last two days, he shouldnt be a person who would ignore a person in plight.

Shang Jin opened his eyes and looked at Ye Zhou opposite to him. He froze for a moment, as if thinking about why Ye Zhou would appear in 405.

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Ye Zhou pulled his mouth and said, You wouldnt have forgotten that we switched yesterday, right?

Shang Jin understood clearly. He sat up and looked around. He asked in a hoarse voice, What about the others?

Dont know. I just woke up.

Shang Jin looked all the way around and hadnt moved. Suddenly remembering that Ye Zhou seemed to have difficulty getting around, he politely asked a sentence, Do you want to get out of bed?

Before Shang Jin could take action, Ye Zhou rushed to hurriedly say, I can do it myself! He didnt know what dubious behavior the other persons brain would pull out.

Shang Jin declined to comment. He propped up on the bed and jumped down, walking to the sink. Returning from squeezing out the toothpaste in his hand, he took the chair beside Ye Zhous desk and placed it next to the stairs. After doing this, he quietly returned back to the wash basin.

Ye Zhou sat on the edge of the bed with his legs hanging in midair. He looked down and the chair was only ten centimeters away from his toes. Silently accepting Shang Jins good intentions, Ye Zhou cautiously got out of bed. The swell on his right foot hadnt reduced. His left knee was a little better. If he didnt touch it, it wouldnt be painful. He supported himself against the bed and slowly moved to the bathroom.

Compared to being protected by his roommates like a fragile product, Ye Zhou preferred Shang Jins less concerned and occasionally helping out attitude.

Of course, this attitude was only limited to the dorm.

After washing up with difficulty, Ye Zhou, wearing a sneaker on one foot and a slipper on the other foot, sat in the chair and collected the textbooks he needed. Ye Zhou was a little helpless when he wanted to go to the classroom. This kind of feeling of only being able to rely on others was too bad, and the person he had to depend on was the one he most didnt want to rely on. Whats more, the other person may not be the least bit willing to let him rely on.

Next was the most arduous task for Ye Zhou now.

A Uni, as a prestigious school, its campus also didnt let down its reputation. From the dorm to the classrooms where they often attended classes, it took twenty minutes by bicycle, not to mention that after two classes, theyd have to ride the bike to change to another school building for the remaining two classes.

Twenty minutes by bikeleaving aside his injuries, even when he was healthy, it would take almost half an hour to walk. Also in the middle, he would also have to turn on another road to eat at the canteen.

Ye Zhou couldnt help but drag out his group of unreliable former roommates again and secretly cursed them a hundred times over!

Last night, they agreed to let him not worry!

Shang Jin dug out the textbooks needed for the morning classes from his unbearably messy bookshelf and table. Seeing him put on his shoes to leave, Ye Zhou couldnt help saying, Does your bike have a backseat?

No.

Really was heaven wanting me to die!!

Otherwise, Ill ask The fake words hadnt been said yet, the cell phone on the table flashed.

Zhou Wendao:The ride is all ready. Downstairs from the dorm, a crane among a flock of chickens, you can see it in a glance.

Crane among a flock of chickens:() stands out from the crowd

Ye Zhou was extremely distrustful of Zhou Wendao now. However, he had no choice. He looked at Shang Jin and in a tangle, said, Shang Jinthat

Shang Jin scanned the information on the screen in Ye Zhous hand. He squatted down expressionlessly in front of Ye Zhou and said, Then lets go.

Anyways, the rumors about him and Shang Jin temporarily couldnt be washed clean, so hed just let the broken jar shatter: Ye Zhou didnt hesitate anymore and righteously lied on Shang Jins back.

Let the rumors come more violently!!

One of Ye Zhous hands held the two peoples books, and the other hand was on Shang Jins shoulder, trying to hold up his upper body as much as possible so that he didnt lean too closely to the other person. When they went downstairs, he was always imagining what excitement those gossipy classmates would have when they came to the classroom.

When they came downstairs, Ye Zhou looked around the parking shed once and really didnt know which one was the ride that Zhou Wendao was talking about.

There were several bikes with backseats. Where was it a crane in a flock of chickens that he could see in a glance?

In the end, are they reliable or not? Not giving us the key, could it be they want us to pick the lock? Ye Zhou patted Shang Jins shoulder, indicating to put him down.

Shang Jin placed Ye Zhou on the stool in front of the door and thought for two seconds on the steps. If Im not mistaken, the one theyre referring to should be this one.

Ye Zhou followed the direction where Shang Jin was pointing at and was instantly struck by lightning. He pulled his mouth and said, Dont scare me.

Among the bicycles, very loftily squeezed in was an electric pedicab, but also a cargo-transporting electric pedicab. Some of the PU skin on the front seat had fallen off, and a small bench was placed behind in the empty compartment.

Shang Jin stepped down and walked in front of the car. He knocked on the handlebars and said, Look, theres a key in the keyhole.

If Im not wrong, this should be the pedicab that the grandpa in the store ahead uses to make purchases. Ye Zhou was simply incredulous. Like this and still have the nerve to tell me that what ride has been readied!

Shang Jin picked up the bench in the back, looked at it and said, The bench is clean. You can sit.

This is a scooter for the elderly! I dont want to sit! Ye Zhou was depressed inside. No matter what, Shang Jin was still the schools famous figure. Although he easily accepted Zhou Wendaos proffered electric pedicab, but these were two completely different styles!

Shang Jin didnt persuade him either, but merely stated a fact, My bike doesnt have a backseat, or does your bike have a backseat?

Ye Zhou was at a loss for words. But sitting on the electric car to take a turn around campus really demanded too much courage. Anyways, I wont sit.

Shang Jin looked at the time and said, You have two choices now. First, I go to the classroom on my bicycle and you hop over there yourself. Second, Ill use this three-wheeler to take you.

People under the eaves had to bow their heads.

Five minutes later, Ye Zhou huddled in the convertible carriage. The four legs of the bench under his butt werent all the same height. Ye Zhou carefully grabbed the handrails on both sides and even his legs couldnt extend straight.

Shang Jin stared at the few equipment in front and said, Theres still a problem.

Ye Zhou looked up and asked, What?

How do you drive this car?

Ye Zhou: Is it too late for me to get off?