Nowhere To Be Found Chapter 2

Huh? A ridiculously blank expression was definitely shown on my face, so he added, “Good thing I requested a leave of absence on your behalf, especially when it turns out you're perfectly alright!

It finally came back to me, d.a.m.n it. I thought he sounded familiar, but I didn't think too much of it then, but it's actually the guy who called me earlier today.

“You're from South High too? Which cla.s.s? What's your name?” I was taken aback that such a piece of eye-candy existed amongst that group of bookworms, who also managed to somehow escape my sights.

The look revealed on his face lay somewhere between laughter and tears, “Lin Jing… I'm a third year, and I'm even your desk-mate.”

I was left speechless.

I tried really hard to sift through my memories. Was there really such a stunner sitting right beside me in that cla.s.s? If so, then why was the only impression I have of him be one of that stiff, abstinence-inducing collar, and a huge pair of black-rimmed gla.s.ses.

But, such a thing was hardly a surprise, given the rate at which I even showed up at that school. Not to mention, that once I touched down on my seat, I'd just put my head down and sleep as per my usual habit. So not seeing the face of this desk-mate of mine, makes sense.

“Um~~ Your name~” Even at a time like this, I was still preoccupied with hitting on him.

“Zhuo Wenyang.” The look on his face was not too nice, “You really didn't know?”

“Hey, hey…” I was so embarra.s.sed, “I knew, I knew it, alright. I was only asking to confirm.”

This c.r.a.ppy like of mine made him harshly wrinkle his brows, “You shouldn't be coming to a place this sort of place, you know that right? Minors aren't allowed to enter.”

“Isn't that the same for you?”

“I'm an adult. Plus, I just mix the drinks. What are you doing here?” He looked all around the bar, “Could it be that you're…”

“That's right, I'm gay. I only like men…” I maintained a natural and poised demeanor, “especially the ones such as yourself.”

Maybe the poor lighting was behind my misconception, but it seemed as if he had blushed.

“I, on the contrary, don't like men at all.” He hastily rushed to clean the gla.s.s in his hand.

“Don't be so nervous, I'm an exclusive bottom. So even if I did fancy you, it's very unlikely that I'd be the one holding you, yeah?” I beamed, playing with the drink in my hand, “Now give me another drink, Baby.”

“This wine has alcohol in it, you're not getting anymore to drink, you'll get drunk.”

I guess I was a bit drunk. Anyhow, I was still strong enough to boldly lean half of my body over the counter──towards him, and s.n.a.t.c.h my chance, “Then forget about the drink and let me have a kiss instead~~”

“Lin Jing, don't make a scene.” He awkwardly dodged me. That expression of his was really cute.

I used the wine as the reason to let out a wild laugh, giggling, proving the true thickness of my skin by leaning over to rub his cheek. The touch our that skin… for my entire lifetime I will never forget that feeling. It was so mind-blowingly  smooth, it had felt as if his skin was practically liquid.

“Xiao Jing, what are you doing?” The arm reaching from behind to embrace me, lacking no shame whatsoever as it pulled me down from the countertop, belonged to Lee. “We should get going.”

“Don't wanna~ I wanna chat with him~” I continued to giggle foolishly in Lee's arms. Sigh, I was aware of my low tolerance for alcohol before, but, I had never expected it to get even worse.

Zhuo Wenyang quietly lowered his head to clean the gla.s.ses once more, his movement a bit stiffer.

“Just one drink in you and I come to find you hitting on a man. If you don't fix this problem of yours how am I supposed to deal with you, huh!” Lee pinched my nose, this made Zhou Wenyang smile, “I apologise for the inconvenience, this is just the way Xiao Jing is.”

Huh? I have such a habit? How was I not aware of this?

I didn't have more than one gla.s.s, so even though my brain was a bit muddled, I was still not a imbecile. Unhappily, I lifted my head to face Lee, who was a head taller, complaining, “I am not…”

I didn't even get to finish my words, as Lee used his lips to block them.

Whistles erupted all around us, and I wanted to bite that man in anger. Lee tactfully released me, smiling that polite smile of his, “Darlin' [1], we're both drunk so let's go back, okay?”

I pushed him off me in anger, turning away to leave. Lee's sudden eruption of out of the ordinary affection and possession, before all those people, made me feel he was putting on a show. If he wanted to flaunt his capture of a pretty boy in front that group of envious old men, he should've at least sought out my permission. Do you think I'm a doll [2]!

“Lin Jing.”

I took a couple steps to leave, but then I heard Zhou Wenyang call out to me.

“What?” I didn't turn around.

“If you don't have any other issues, just come back to cla.s.s, alright. If you keep on going like this you won't be able to finish highschool.”

“Meddlesome.” I shrugged.

When I woke up the next day, I saw that the alarm clock was stopped at nine in the morning, I rolled over to draw open the curtains nearby, which were just a bit dirty, in order to let the sunlight in. It had been quite a while since I woke up early like this~ In bed, my four limbs spread wide in a stretch, a stretch I found quite beautiful, before the sudden feeling of boredom took hold. What was I going to do today? Originally I had planned to make Lee take me out for a ride in that flashy car of his, but~~~

Ten minutes later I dressed myself to perfection then left for the living room. Holding a slice of bread in my mouth and a mug of juice I got from the refrigerator in my hand, I then stepped on the gut of the aggrieved man who slept curled up on the sofa, “Lee, I'm going to school, okay~~”

“What?” That guy, who shamelessly refused to leave last night and so was put to sleep on the sofa by yours truly, absentmindedly opened his eyes. He stared at me, earphones in ear, a smile soon lighting up his face at my wide open uniform jacket. Those very eyes remained glazed over for a couple more seconds before he revealed a surprised expression, “Xiao Jing, wearing that uniform makes you look more sensible~~~”

“Go… to… h.e.l.l~!” I struggled to pull away from his hands as he got up, “Don't pull my uniform! I'm going to cla.s.s!”

“Going to cla.s.s?” Hearing this sentence, Lee wore an expression likened to if he heard Bin Ladin had blown up China──panic and fright.

“Yes.” I patted the empty bag-pack on my back to show the place I genuinely wanted to go to was the school, and not the arcade.

“Huh────” Before that wide open mouth of Lee's closed, I already swung the door open happily, and left.

When I got to the school it still wasn't dismissed as yet, which was quite good. I swaggered into the cla.s.sroom under many watchful eyes, took aim at the sole lone seat, then plopped my but down on to it. Um, don't go saying I'm really arrogant or something, because the truth is… I am actually a teensy bit worried──I may have entered the wrong cla.s.sroom.

Putting my book bag down, I flashed the most brilliant smile I had to the teacher whose spirit had not yet returned, at my arrival, proceeding to compliantly pull the earphones out of my ears and put them back inside my backpack. If this were another teacher, I would not have been so obedient, but the one up there, named Ouyang Xiwen, was the only exception. He was one of South High's newest English Teachers, and even someone as out of the loop like me knew about him. His name was not the cause of his fame, though he was said to be one of South High's exotic beauties among the faculty, but rather due to his face being a carbon copy of our cla.s.s' Qian Zhi.

[T/n: Ouyang's given name, Xi = to hope/admire; Wen = fame.]

He threw me a glance, gave a light laugh, then turned back around, continuing to write a──long as heck──paragraph on the blackboard in English, none of which I could understand in the slightest.

Hm… if only all of South High's teachers were as fine as him.

“Mm.” Done with my admiration of the handsome guy displaying his talents up in front, my focus then turned to the one sitting beside me revealing not one ounce of his own gifts on that form of his, “Those ugly-a.s.s gla.s.ses are really killing the view.”

“My somewhat embarra.s.sed desk-mate propped up that pair of blacked rimmed gla.s.ses on his face, which by no means appeared during our last meeting, then whispered, “Pay attention to the cla.s.s properly, don't be troublesome.”

I quietly relished in the beauty of the half of his face lucky enough to escape those huge and torturous frames, exposing an expression akin to a lecherous wolf.

He pays no attention to me, minding his own business, head lowered as he wrote his notes, while his pretty lips were tightly pursed.

“Don't bring such unfas.h.i.+onable things, la~” I reached over and took off his gla.s.ses, and in return, he sucked in a cold breath. My eyes swept towards Ouyang who was now looking in this direction and preparing to call my name, but cooperatively, the bell to end the cla.s.s sounded.

Within the precious ten minute interval between cla.s.ses, the atmosphere brightened up a lot. His tone was now more relaxed as he outstretched his hand, “Give it back to me.”

“I won't give it!” I smiled mischievously.

“I'm nearsighted, without a the gla.s.ses I won't be able to see the blackboard.” He rubbed the s.p.a.ce between his brows in distress, the ‘at a loss' expression of his was very alluring.

“You're lying, you didn't have these last night.” I hung the gla.s.ses by my pinky over his head, calmly spinning them around.

“The ones I wore last night were contacts.” He replied honestly, wanting to grab my hand.

The instant his fingers connected with my wrist, I felt a jolt of electricity which caused a sudden tremor. Next, our two pairs of eyes went wide as they gazed at those pitiful gla.s.ses, lamenting as they flew away, knocked against the blackboard, fall down, only to be stepped on with a “crack”.

“Heheh.” I chuckled in secret, then got up, “Oh no?! I guess you'll just have to wear the contacts everyday now, it'll be so much cooler~~”

Not yet taking a step, he just fiercely dragged out his seat and held it firmly in place.

I grimaced as I was unable to see the strength of those wonderfully huge, fair and beautiful hands.

His face moved dangerously close to mine.

Oh no, it can't be because of those broken gla.s.ses and my manhandling, can it?

Those enchanting eyes of his peered at me like a viper's fixed on a toad.

Notes:

[1] 乖: guāi: it means, be good, behave, obedient, etc. But the way it was used here seemed more like how 乖乖 (same intention as above but also used as a term of endearment like Darling, etc.) So, I chose the latter given the coaxing nature of Lee's speech as the literal meaning may come off more demanding.

[2] BUBBY: the author used this (English?) word. It could mean child, or boy. Or, it could be a phonetic misspelling of Barbie, or even buddy. Barbie made the most sense, taking the spelling into consideration. Translated as doll.
(If you know more about these words, tell me)

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Chapter one was re-edited. This story is still, technically, on hiatus until Contract Marriage is done.

Chapter three will be released next month, fingers crossed, but I can make no promises after that for now.