Chapter 42: The Vicious Rich Family’s Fake Young Master · 42

Su Wenyu sighed in the bathroom for quite a while before finally stripping down and going under the shower spray to wash his face and clear his head.

The way things had developed was completely out of Su Wenyu’s expectations. He truly didn’t know what to do anymore.

After his shower, Su Wenyu took his time getting dressed, then plastered himself against the bathroom door, trying to eavesdrop on what was happening outside.

Xia Yehang, who was doing dumbbell curls, saw this and was silent for a moment before reminding him: “The bathroom door has frosted glass. We can see your silhouette.”

The image of Su Wenyu plastered against the door was perfectly clear to all of them.

“…”

Su Wenyu’s toes curled fiercely against his slippers, once again feeling what true embarrassment was.

“I’ll, uh, blow-dry my hair before coming out.” Su Wenyu chose to stall a bit longer.

He really didn’t know how to face them right now.

While blow-drying his hair, Su Wenyu found himself wishing his hair was longer just so he could drag this out a while more.

After drying his hair to a degree that couldn’t possibly be any drier, Su Wenyu took a deep breath in front of the mirror and adjusted his expression, trying his best to look nonchalant. Then, he turned and opened the bathroom door.

Zhou Xu was sitting at his desk writing something. Hearing the door open, he looked over. “Done with your shower?”

“Mm,” Su Wenyu hummed, then met Xia Yehang’s gaze and immediately looked away. “I’m going to bed first.”

Zhou Xu got up, intending to help him, but watched as Su Wenyu, using the method he’d taught him before, clambered up the ladder in a few swift moves, climbed onto his bed, and burrowed under the covers.

Zhou Xu: …

Great. Now he doesn’t need my help getting up the ladder anymore.

Zhou Xu increasingly felt that, to Su Wenyu, he was just as useless as the other two now.

Once on his bed, Su Wenyu noticed that Shen Yi was not in the dorm.

But he couldn’t ask where Shen Yi had gone; that might seem like he cared too much, and the other two would probably have objections again.

Su Wenyu lay in bed and closed his eyes, trying hard to clear his mind of all thoughts and fall asleep peacefully.

Unfortunately, sometimes the harder you try to urge yourself to sleep, the more awake you become.

After closing his eyes for ten minutes and still feeling no drowsiness, Su Wenyu could only hide under his blanket and fiddle with his phone.

Jiang Shuzhu and her roommates had all sent him messages. Su Wenyu replied “goodnight” to each of them.

Then Su Wenyu thought again about the forum Jiang Shuzhu mentioned. She seemed to have said she saw his photo on the forum.

Out of curiosity, Su Wenyu asked Jiang Shuzhu which forum she’d seen the picture on; he wanted to take a look too.

Jiang Shuzhu replied: [All those posts have been deleted. Didn’t you know?]

Su Wenyu: [Huh?]

Was I supposed to know that?

Seeing he really didn’t know, Jiang Shuzhu found it a bit strange too.

[Word around campus is that you got someone to delete the forum posts. You really didn’t know?]

Su Wenyu: [Why would I delete posts?]

Jiang Shuzhu: [Because a lot of them were bashing you. They assumed you couldn’t stand it and had someone take them down.]

Su Wenyu denied it: [It wasn’t me. I don’t even read the forum. I only got a little curious today because you mentioned it.]

Jiang Shuzhu scratched her forehead. So all that back-and-forth bashing on the forum, and the person involved didn’t even care.

Haha, truly a bunch of clowns.

Jiang Shuzhu: [It’s okay, deleted or not, there wasn’t much to see anyway. If you want to see photos, I did save some. I can send them to you~]

So Su Wenyu asked for the photos. And then his phone went absolutely haywire receiving them, buzzing so violently that the two people in the bunks below couldn’t possibly have missed it.

Zhou Xu: “You’re not asleep?”

Su Wenyu: “Almost there, almost there.”

After buzzing several dozen times, the phone finally fell silent.

Su Wenyu’s finger scrolled frantically upward. After a long while, he finally reached the first photo Jiang Shuzhu had sent. It was a shot of him and Zhou Xu standing at the base of the dorm building.

Su Wenyu had some impression of this. It was his first day living on campus. Zhou Xu had disliked him intensely back then but still helped him carry his luggage.

Then there were several solo photos of Su Wenyu. Most were profile shots or from behind. It wasn’t hard to tell they were all taken secretly.

Su Wenyu continued scrolling down and saw photos of him together with Xia Yehang and Shen Yi. He could recall the exact moments for nearly every sneaky shot.

However, there were also quite a few Su Wenyu had no memory of. These must have been taken of the original host, before he’d crossed over.

It seemed the original host had noticed the person taking the photos. Almost all of them showed him pursing his lips, brows slightly furrowed, looking toward the camera with a guarded and unhappy expression.

Looking at the original host’s photos, Su Wenyu felt a strange sensation, as if he were meeting the original host’s eyes through the picture.

Despite having the exact same face, Su Wenyu couldn’t see a trace of himself in that person. It was a ‘Su Wenyu’ completely different from himself.

Only now did Su Wenyu think to ask 520: [Since I bound with a Villain System and came here, what happened to the original Su Wenyu?]

He was occupying the original ‘Su Wenyu’s’ body—so where had ‘Su Wenyu’ gone?

520 didn’t answer this question, because it didn’t know, and didn’t even have the clearance to answer it.

For most hosts bound to a regular Villain System, the identities they assumed were fabricated out of thin air.

The Main System would simply input this fabricated person into the world’s data in a normal, reasonable way, making the world’s natives believe this person had always existed.

But the character ‘Su Wenyu’ was different. The character ‘Su Wenyu’ had been placed into this world at birth, growing up just like a normal human in this world.

520 could only say: [Involves classified internal system files. Unable to answer.]

Seeing he couldn’t get any information, Su Wenyu had to drop it.

After saving all the photos to his phone, Shen Yi also returned.

“The bikes are parked next to theirs. Here’s the key for the bike lock,” Shen Yi said, tossing one of the keys to Xia Yehang.

Xia Yehang thanked him.

Su Wenyu then remembered they’d bought bikes and that they’d be delivered tonight.

So Shen Yi had just gone out to pick up the bikes.

As for why Shen Yi had gone alone, Su Wenyu didn’t think too deeply about it. He looked at the photos on his phone for a while, until his eyes started aching from the screen’s light. After yawning and shedding a few tears, he said goodnight to Jiang Shuzhu, turned off his phone, and went to sleep.

The next morning, Su Wenyu was woken by his alarm.

Sitting in bed with messy hair, he zoned out for a moment. Then his brain slowly cleared, and for the first time, he got out of bed safely without relying on Zhou Xu.

Mm, excellent, Su Wenyu silently applauded himself.

The four people in the dorm acted as if nothing had happened last night, taking turns in the bathroom to wash up and change.

Oh, wait.

There was one change.

Hugging fresh clothes he’d just pulled from his wardrobe, Su Wenyu hesitated for only a second before ducking into the bathroom to change.

Seeing this, the other three didn’t comment. They knew things couldn’t go back to the way they were before, when changing clothes required no discretion.

They still left early today because it was Su Wenyu’s first time riding his bike to the cafeteria, and there would be a lot of people on the roads. Zhou Xu was afraid Su Wenyu wouldn’t dare ride fast, so they allocated a bit more time.

The feeling of riding on the road was completely different from riding in an empty space. Su Wenyu was indeed very nervous. Both hands were hovering over the brakes, and he pedaled as slowly as possible, terrified of bumping into other cyclists on the way.

Only when he stopped at the cafeteria entrance and both feet touched the ground did Su Wenyu let out a sigh of relief.

The four of them ate breakfast in the cafeteria and then continued riding to escort Su Wenyu to his academic building.

Since it was his first time cycling on campus, Su Wenyu didn’t dare claim he could manage alone, so he let them follow him.

It wasn’t until Su Wenyu reached the foot of his academic building that Zhou Xu called out a goodbye, stepped on the pedals, and shot away from Su Wenyu’s side like the wind, rushing off to his own classes building.

Xia Yehang and Shen Yi’s military training assembly point was relatively close to Su Wenyu. They watched Su Wenyu enter the building, and after he gave them a final wave, they cycled away.

At noon, as usual, the freshmen in military training finished earliest.

Xia Yehang, relying on his bike to be faster than the students on foot, rushed immediately to the Second Canteen, used a water bottle to save a table, and went to buy lunch for all four of them.

As for Shen Yi, because he had won rock-paper-scissors against Xia Yehang, he leisurely cycled to the bottom of Su Wenyu’s academic building, waited for Su Wenyu’s class to end, and then escorted him to the cafeteria by bike.

The following week passed harmoniously like this for the four of them.

Aside from Su Wenyu changing the location for getting dressed to the bathroom, things weren’t much different from before.

That weekend, Su Wenyu and Zhou Xu didn’t go home because the next week was the National Day holiday. The school had already announced that, including the weekend, they’d have a full ten days off.

So that week, Su Wenyu only made video calls to Shi Pei and Su Duanhong, remotely checking in on them.

When the topic of the National Day holiday came up, Xia Yehang was actually the most anxious one. Sometimes he’d sigh while doing push-ups.

Su Wenyu tried his best to resist asking what was wrong but ultimately lost to his curiosity. “Why do you keep sighing?”

Xia Yehang grunted out a low breath as he finished his last push-up, collapsed onto the floor, and sighed at the ceiling. “Because the National Day break is coming.”

Su Wenyu was puzzled: “Shouldn’t a holiday make you happy?”

No classes full of incomprehensible material—how great was that!

Xia Yehang: “It should make me happy.”

Rolling onto his side on the floor, Xia Yehang looked at Su Wenyu. “But I’m probably going to get a beating when I go home this time.”

Su Wenyu looked shocked. “Why?”

Xia Yehang didn’t want Su Wenyu to know it was because of him coming out, for fear Su Wenyu might think he was to blame.

So, after thinking for a long time, Xia Yehang came up with a reason: “Because I won’t be able to see you when I go home.”

Su Wenyu: “…”

“Oh.” Su Wenyu quietly sat back down at his own desk, unable to engage with such a loaded statement.

Seeing he’d said the wrong thing again, Xia Yehang quickly added, “No, I’m just talking nonsense. Don’t be mad.”

Su Wenyu: “I’m not mad.”

Just purely awkward and unsure what to say.

Xia Yehang shuffled on the floor and, after confirming Su Wenyu didn’t actually look upset, breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Xia Yehang suddenly thought of something and asked, “Are you going home for the National Day holiday?”

Su Wenyu nodded: “Yeah.”

He hadn’t gone home this week, so he definitely had to for the National Day break. Otherwise, Shi Pei and Su Duanhong would be quietly complaining again.

Xia Yehang asked, “What about going home for a couple of days, and then we all go out and have fun together?”

Su Wenyu turned around. “Go out and have fun?”

Xia Yehang nodded. “Let’s go white-water rafting. It closes once the weather gets cold after the National Day holiday.”

Su Wenyu searched for white-water rafting online and, looking at the thrilling, lively scenes in the videos, felt his heart skip a beat.