Chapter 07: Misfortune Is Contagious
Story: Sorry, I'm robbing you Author:Velvet Verity Novels words:6627 Update time:2023-07-11 10:29:27
'07 Misfortune is Contagious'
Xu Wen really wanted to break through the gentle image of a scholar and slap Mu Rui in the face with his socks, but it was just a passing thought. Deep down, he remained refined, and merely shouted at Mu Rui without resorting to violence, "Mu Rui, don't go too far!"
Mu Rui was communicating with a fox by the water about the matter of crossing the river. He couldn't be bothered with him and said, "Don't make a fuss, your voice is too harsh."
"Damn it!" Xu Wen finally got corrupted.
Mu Rui put on his headphones and ignored his roommate's constant babbling. He continued chatting with the fox by the water while listening to music. Xu Wen, feeling ignored, sulked by the bed.
By the water's edge, the fox asks, "Why are you asking him?"
Wutongye: I just want to understand a little bit.
Fox by the Water: (*^__^*) Hehe, do you want to rely on a god?
Wutong Ye: ╭(╯^╰)╮Am I not also a great god?!
By the waterside, the fox murmured, "Alright, alright, forget that I said anything. I'm his friend, after all."
Pauline: !!!
[Suibian Fox: Of course, in the game, hehe.]
Tu-gong Ye: Qie.
By the waterside, the fox said, "Don't look down on the friends in this game, little brat. We all have a strong sense of loyalty, and he treats his friends very well."
Wutong Ye: \(≧▽≦)/ Then I'll go and worship him as my master.
By the water's edge, the fox exclaimed, "Damn it! So, you are up to no good after all!"
[Wutong Ye: ╮(╯▽╰)╭]
By the water's edge, the fox said, "Alright, alright, I'll stop teasing you. Be honest, what are you up to?"
Wutongye: Well, alright, I'll be honest. I really just wanted to be friends with him. They say it's good to make acquaintances through a match, isn't it?
Mu Rui felt that he was really hypocritical, to the point where he could even come up with such grandiose words.
Beside the water, the fox said, "Oh, not bad at all. Great! However, he is not here today. Tomorrow I will take you to meet him, pay our respects as master and apprentice, and settle a personal favor he owes me."
Wutongye: (╯3╰) Great!
The character in the game gave a peck on the big guy's forehead.
Fox by the Water: -_-||| Don't you think it's awkward now?
[Wutong Ye: Hehe.]
When Mu Rui turned off his computer, the lights in the dormitory were already off. As he turned his head, he accidentally caught sight of a shadow, causing him to scream in terror.
Xu Wendai stood up dumbfoundedly and asked, "What's wrong?"
Mo Rui, relieved, discovered Xu Wen standing behind him and exclaimed, "Hey, why are you standing behind me?"
"Just checking the time on the computer."
Mu Rui gritted his teeth, a deep sense of powerlessness washing over him. He glared at Xu Wen and muttered, "You scared me to death."
Xu Wen sat on his own bed and tidied up his books, secretly chuckling, "Are you afraid of ghosts?"
At the mention of this, Murui's arrogance immediately disappeared. He was indeed afraid of ghosts and the dark, but for a boy, this was quite embarrassing. "Ahem, who said I'm afraid of ghosts?"
"I didn't say anything!" Xu Wen quickly distanced himself, otherwise he would be beaten again.
Mu Rui proudly tidied up his computer and then went to the bathroom to freshen up before rolling back into his warm blanket. He was about to open his phone to play some games when he noticed a message. Hm, it turned out to be from the former bar owner where he used to work, who was also a friend of his mother.
Ah Mo has left, so we're currently short-staffed here. Are you available to work part-time, Ruirui, the college student?
Mu Rui grinned silently, happy that he didn't have anything to do at school on ordinary days. This opportunity had come knocking on his door, and he wasn't about to let it go to waste. It was all thanks to his mother's good fortune. He quickly sent a message in response.
【Sure, couldn't ask for more. Thanks, I'll go on Saturday evening.】
After sending the message, Murui stretched out and yawned on the bed. He then put his phone aside and, as expected, felt the chilly air outside filled with malice after taking off his jacket.
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In the morning, after half a day of English class, Mu Rui felt drowsy.
English teacher is so annoying, Mu Rui complained in his heart. Damn it, he embarrassed him again, saying that his English was bad and he didn't do homework. Who still does homework in college! Hasn't he passed the English Proficiency Test Band 6? Although he is not good at writing, he is still very fluent in speaking.
"Meng Rui."
Walking near the entrance of the cafeteria, Murui was stopped by his own younger sister. "What's up?"
"You look at yourself, always looking listless every day. Have you been playing games too much at night?!" Mu Chuyi poked Mu Rui's head, looking like a furious mother.
Mu Rui's ears were almost calloused from listening. He stopped her with his index finger and said, "I mean, why are you becoming more and more like Mom? So wild. I wonder who will dare to marry you in the future?"
To English:
"Mind your own business!" Mentioning this indeed slightly suppressed Mu Chu's momentum.
"Hey, something's not right. Why haven't you been bothering me lately? We have so many handsome guys in our soccer club."
In the past, Mu Rui was always being attached to by his younger sister. Of course, it wasn't the tender kind of attachment, but a very violent one. She not only supervised him but also took advantage of his position as the star player of the soccer team to always roam around the soccer club. Well, where there are more boys, there are bound to be two who catch her eye.
"I couldn't care less about those guys who only know how to play football but have absolutely no literary sophistication," Mu Chu disdainfully commented.
Mu Rui's face darkened. "I won't beat around the bush. I'm starving, and my meal card has no money left. Can you treat me to a meal?"
"You're such a pig, always eating so much! By the way, you still haven't returned the money you took from my piggy bank last time!"
"I'm going to work part-time this week, so stop bothering me," Mu Rui said abruptly as he snatched the card from her hand and shamelessly cut in line.
That Xu Moyou, who had been trailing for half the time, watched helplessly as Mu Rui leapt from the last place he should have been to the top few positions, feeling a bit emotionally wounded.
On the way back to the dormitory from the cafeteria, Xu Wen was thinking about the report literature he needed to prepare recently.
When he reached the edge of the bridge, a gust of wind swiftly swept by. To be precise, it was a person wearing roller skates who accidentally bumped into his arm. Startled, he loosened his grip, and the papers he was holding fluttered and flew up like a waterfall. The crucial report papers tragically scattered and landed on the surface of the river like snowflakes.
This is his book report after reading!
From the beginning of the semester, till now, I have been diligently studying every day. I immerse myself in reading relevant poetry materials, and in the quiet of the night, I imagine scenes of Confucius communicating with his disciples. Then, with tears of bitterness, I painstakingly handwrite every word and sentence.
Is it because Xu Wen has been with Mu Rui for too long that bad luck can also be contagious? Xu Wen burst into tears. However, despite complaining, he busily went around the river bank, searching for sticks in the nearby bushes, but unfortunately, they were all too short.
This is the river inside the school, though not deep, the bottom is all mud. If left soaked for too long, a stack of paper will sink.
"Xu Wen, what are you doing? And what is all of this?" A brisk and nimble female voice suddenly sounded in Xu Wen's ear.
Xu Wen, his eyes brimming with unshed tears, responded, "My report on reading The Analects." He single-mindedly threw himself into gathering the scattered papers around him, without even noticing who was speaking to him.