Chapter 20: The Vicious Fake Young Master of a Wealthy Family · 20

Perhaps because all of Su Wenyu’s various actions today had firmly cemented the label of “uncoordinated limbs” onto him, Zhou Xu, looking at him fallen on the floor, could no longer muster any anger.

He even felt a sense of calmness—Ah, as expected, he fell.

Su Wenyu sat pitifully on the ground. The skin on his elbow was scraped and broken. His constitution, prone to bruising and marking easily, meant the arm he’d instinctively used to brace himself when he fell was already bruised purple in a patch.

His knee probably hit the ground too, but since he was wearing long pants, he couldn’t see it. Still, it hurt quite a bit.

There were no visible changes to the twisted ankle yet, but whenever he tried to put weight on it to stand, a sharp, spasming pain shot through it.

Su Wenyu was in great pain. But when he lifted his eyes to meet Zhou Xu’s dark, stormy gaze, he didn’t even dare to make the small hissing sounds to comfort himself. He could only grit his teeth and endure it.

Fortunately, he was long used to enduring pain from his previous illness. Pain from a simple bump or fall was something he could still tolerate.

It was just that Zhou Xu’s expression looked somewhat frightening. Su Wenyu timidly pulled his ankle back slightly and couldn’t help but try to reassure him: “It’s nothing, just a little pain.”

When he said “a little,” he even illustrated it with his thumb and forefinger.

Zhou Xu’s gaze shifted from his ankle to his raised arm, and his expression turned even uglier.

Only then did Su Wenyu notice the rather severe-looking injuries on his arm. He sheepishly withdrew his fingers, a look of unease at having done something wrong appearing on his face.

Zhou Xu’s lips were pressed tightly together. He knew the inexplicable anger bubbling inside him was a bit unreasonable. He also knew it wasn’t really fair to blame Su Wenyu for his strange way of climbing down.

First-time users of such perfectly vertical ladders without any angle could slip, especially if they were unaccustomed to them.

Descending was also far more dangerous than ascending. Even someone experienced could accidentally fall.

Zhou Xu just felt that all of this could have been avoided.

The anger in his heart wasn’t so much directed at the clumsy Su Wenyu, but rather at himself, for knowing perfectly well that Su Wenyu had been raised “broken” by the Su family, knowing nothing, and yet not having given an extra word of caution.

Zhou Xu had a strong sense of responsibility. Even if he disliked how Su Wenyu constantly clung to him, he still considered himself to be in the position of the “older brother.”

Even if his birth time was only one hour before Su Wenyu’s, he was still the older brother.

That was why, when Su Wenyu got a stomachache, Zhou Xu voluntarily took him to the hospital, meticulously cared for him there, and even reminded the kitchen the next morning to prepare easily digestible food for him.

And why he chose to help Su Wenyu tidy his luggage and organize his things today.

If it were just a stranger, Zhou Xu wouldn’t care one bit.

But from the looks of it now, simply helping couldn’t change the reality that Su Wenyu didn’t know how to do anything.

What Su Wenyu needed was to learn these basic life skills.

Having made up his mind, Zhou Xu crouched down and lifted the hem of Su Wenyu’s pant leg, preparing to check if his ankle had any bone injury.

Back in the past, while playing basketball, Zhou Xu frequently encountered teammates with sprained ankles. He’d even sprained his own ankle once. Although he was no match for a professional doctor, he could still make a basic judgment.

Su Wenyu watched him hold his ankle, not daring to make a sound, obediently letting him examine it.

Zhou Xu pulled his sock down a bit to observe the ankle, which didn’t look severely swollen or red. He asked, “Does it hurt if you don’t put weight on it?”

Su Wenyu shook his head.

“How about here?” Zhou Xu pressed a specific spot and asked if it hurt.

Su Wenyu continued shaking his head: “Doesn’t hurt.”

“It only hurts when you exert force?” Zhou Xu asked.

Su Wenyu nodded.

“No bone damage.” Zhou Xu felt relieved.

Su Wenyu said quietly, “I’m sorry.”

Zhou Xu lifted his eyelids to glance at him and asked, “What are you apologizing to me for?”

Su Wenyu mumbled: “For causing you trouble again.”

The word “again” said quite a lot.

“I don’t find you troublesome,” Zhou Xu said.

Su Wenyu didn’t believe him.

Not a single word.

Simply listening to 520’s Villain Value notification beeping frantically in the background, he knew Zhou Xu’s inner heart was far from as calm as he appeared.

On the surface, he said he didn’t find him troublesome; in reality, he probably was already figuring out where to bury his body.

Su Wenyu looked at this man, whose outer facade and inner thoughts didn’t match, and instantly became as quiet and well-behaved as a quail, not even making a sound now.

Seeing that his ankle wasn’t seriously injured, Zhou Xu then grasped his wrist to check his arm.

Fortuitously, Su Wenyu was just prone to bruising easily, making surface injuries look severe. There was no bone damage, and as long as no pressure was applied, it wasn’t too painful.

Su Wenyu obediently let Zhou Xu examine his injuries, lifting and turning as needed. When a sore spot was pressed, he only let out a muffled “Mm” to indicate it hurt a bit, then continued cooperating.

His knee was also red from the fall, but fortunately, the skin wasn’t broken, nor was it painful.

After Zhou Xu finished inspecting Su Wenyu’s arms and legs and confirmed through questioning that his tailbone area wasn’t injured either, he was fully at ease. Placing both hands under Su Wenyu’s armpits, he directly lifted him up.

Su Wenyu was stunned by his arm strength. Like a doll, he was set onto the nearby desk to sit.

“Hold on steady. Don’t move around,” Zhou Xu said.

Su Wenyu obediently held onto the desk. Not only did he not move, he even lightened his breathing.

Zhou Xu bent down and helped him put his shoe on. Then, he turned his back towards him and gestured with his arms reaching back.

Su Wenyu understood what he meant—he wanted to carry him on his back.

It wasn’t his first time being carried by Zhou Xu. As he leaned onto his back, there was a sense of practiced familiarity. He shifted himself up a bit so Zhou Xu could better support his legs.

“Do we need to go to the hospital?” Su Wenyu asked.

“No, you didn’t injure a bone or a ligament. It’s just a wrench. Going to the infirmary to get some medicine to reduce swelling and improve blood circulation will do,” Zhou Xu said.

Su Wenyu responded with an “Oh” and obediently settled onto his back.

Zhou Xu carried him downstairs. The moment they exited the dormitory, they attracted the attention of quite a few students.

Both of them were currently minor celebrities in the group chats and on the forum. After all, the matter of the real and fake young masters had even trended on social media. Adding their particularly outstanding looks, which were highly recognizable, many students recognized them.

The shock on those students’ faces was barely concealed.

What was going on?

The Real Young Master carrying the Fake Young Master on his back?

Had they studied so much they’d gone dizzy? Were they seeing things?

Sensing many gazes on them, Su Wenyu wrapped his arms around Zhou Xu’s neck and instinctively lowered his head, burying his face into the crook of Zhou Xu’s neck somewhat.

Zhou Xu’s breathing hitched momentarily. He frowned: “I’m carrying you to the infirmary; don’t use it as an excuse to take advantage of me.”

Su Wenyu heard 520 reporting that the Villain Value had gone up again. He quickly lifted his face and explained, “I wasn’t trying to take advantage of you.”

Zhou Xu didn’t believe him.

Just now, his lips had practically brushed against his neck, and he still dared to say he wasn’t taking advantage.

If it weren’t for the fact that he was his ‘younger brother,’ Zhou Xu would definitely have thrown him off.

Zhou Xu, with a cold expression, carried Su Wenyu all the way to the infirmary, where he had the school doctor check him over.

After confirming that the seemingly severe-looking injuries weren’t serious, they took some swelling-reducing spray to improve blood circulation and returned to the dorm with Su Wenyu on his back.

Back in the dorm, Zhou Xu naturally placed him on the desk to sit, turned on the room light, took the plastic bag from Su Wenyu’s hand, and began applying the medicine.

Su Wenyu didn’t try to insist that he could do it himself. Like a dress-up doll, whenever Zhou Xu lifted his arm, he kept it raised. When his pant leg was rolled up past his knee, he obediently let him examine the knee.

Zhou Xu sprayed the swelling-reducing medicine on his ankle and leg, which looked rather painful from the fall, then switched to a different antiseptic solution and sprayed it on the scraped area of his elbow.

Su Wenyu’s raised arm trembled. He hadn’t expected this particular medicine to sting quite a bit when applied to the wound.

Zhou Xu gathered the medicines into a small kit and said, “Alright, you can put your hand down now.”

Su Wenyu lowered his raised hand.

Seeing how docile Su Wenyu was being, Zhou Xu raised an eyebrow: “What’s this? Still afraid I’m angry?”

Su Wenyu immediately shook his head.

Even if he was afraid, he wouldn’t admit it.

“Fine. You fell this time, so next time you’ll learn your lesson.” Zhou Xu flicked him lightly on the forehead. “The doctor said the injury isn’t serious and will heal in about a week. During this time, you’ll be forced to behave in the dorm.”

To Zhou Xu, this was probably the only good news of the week.

At least he didn’t have to worry about Su Wenyu sneaking into his bed in the middle of the night.

Su Wenyu heard 520 announce that the Villain Value had stopped increasing and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The Villain Value had been growing from the moment he twisted his ankle until now. The accumulated points he could exchange for were a considerable sum. 520 was practically shouting about striking it rich.

520 even praised him in his mind: [As expected of you. Getting injured and making the male lead serve you, causing the Villain Value to skyrocket.]

Su Wenyu found himself unable to explain. He could only reluctantly accept the praise against his conscience, cementing his image as a naturally gifted villain.

Zhou Xu put the first aid kit away properly, then lifted Su Wenyu off the desk and onto a chair to sit, lest he accidentally fall again.

Su Wenyu found a comfortable position in the chair, his toes lightly resting on the floor. He picked up the tablet placed on the upper left corner of his desk.

It was only then that he noticed up close just how neat Zhou Xu had made his desk.

Even the placement of various items seemed to have been carefully considered.

For instance, the laptop, which he would likely use frequently once classes began, was placed on a stand in the center of the desk, the tablet on the left, a speaker on the right, and a calendar between the laptop and the speaker.

His pen holder and some frequently used books were placed within easy reach on the right side.

This greatly facilitated Su Wenyu’s current mobility-impaired state. It was so convenient he felt like he could happily nestle here forever, as long as he had food and drink.

Su Wenyu found his earphones in the lower left drawer, put them on, and started watching a TV drama on his tablet.

Soon, Su Wenyu’s attention shifted from the lingering pain. He chuckled joyfully at the funny scenes in the drama.

Zhou Xu sat at his own desk playing on his phone. He had just registered for the campus forum using his student ID and infiltrated this year’s freshman group via Tieba, planning to first learn about the university environment online.

He just hadn’t expected that the moment he entered the freshman group, a photo would pop up instantly.

It was exactly the scene from today, where he was carrying Su Wenyu to the hospital and Su Wenyu had buried his face in his neck.

In the next second, the person who posted the photo followed up with their opinion: [Am I the only one who thinks these two young masters seem a bit gay?]

Almost simultaneously, the group replied in unison: [You are not alone.]

Zhou Xu stared at the words “a bit gay” for a long time, completely unable to grasp the meaning.

So, ever the diligent learner, he chose to directly ask in the group: [What does “gay” mean?]

A friendly, enthusiastic freshman in the group explained it to him: [It’s a homophone. Means homosexual.]

Zhou Xu: “…”

He slowly put his phone down.

That was close. He almost cracked his screen from squeezing too hard.