Those Sweet Times

Chapter 28 Part 1

Xiang Nuan wasn't good at pulling pranks on other people, unlike Lin Chuyan

who seemed to have nothing but tricks that seemed to gush out of an

uncontrollable geyser.

Ever since she met Lin Chuyan, she had complained everyday: How can

anybody be so nasty……

So she wouldn't act rashly when Lin Chuyan could change the ringtone on

his phone.

For example, she had refused to be the cheerleader for Lin Chuyan on Sunday.

Yet, after one phone call from him, she obediently went downstairs.

“Lin Chuyan, I hate you.”

“Don't hate me.”

They kept bickering, with neither intending to back down.

Lin Chuyan had a Mahjong compet.i.tion in the morning and Rhythm Master in

the afternoon. To Xiang Nuan, playing Mahjong was a game of luck. But to

Lin Chuyan, it was a game of one's IQ.

Since Xiang Nuan had a roommate who was very much into the gossip on

campus, she also learned all the talk about Lin Chuyan. He was considered

as an outstanding person in his department, outstanding in a peculiar way.

Others might be famous because they were especially good in their field.

Lin Chuyan was famous because he had created a lot of issues around him

like an obscure actor pulling publicity stunts; good looking, genius, lazy, hardly

studies, skips cla.s.ses, pretends to be poor in front of girls, vulgar, very graceful,

good temper, bad temper…...People used many different terms to describe him,

like someone with split personalities.

If she had only read all these comments about him, Xiang Nuan would think it

was inconceivable. Yet since she knew him in person, she thought that all the

comments were quite on point and reasonable. Lin Chuyan was exactly the

kind of person who could warm anyone's heart when he was kind and considerate.

Yet, when he decided to be mean, everyone would want to pack him up and send

him to the psychiatric ward for the rest of his life.

He was such an embodiment of contradictions.

To be a friend of Lin Chuyan, one had to prepare to be a dough. Whether he

kneaded the dough into a round or flat shape, one should turn into that shape.

Xiang Nuan sent a WeChat message to Dayu to complaint: How can you all

stand him?

Dayu wasn't surprise to see her message at all; he pulled her into a small

chat group.

There were originally only 3 in the group, now there were 4 including her.

The group name was: Lin Chuyan's Slaves.

Xiang Nuan: ……

She felt that she wasn't that desperate and didn't want to give in yet, so

she backed out of the group without saying anything.

Then she looked next to her at Lin Chuyan. He was already on his second

match, eyes fixed at the computer screen.

Xiang Nuan quietly reached over to his cell phone on the desk. She had

peeked and memorized the pa.s.sword for his phone. As long as she could

get the phone, she could delete the voice recording without him noticing it.

Just as her fingertips were about to touch the cell phone, Lin Chuyan

spoke: “I already made a copy.”

Dismayed, Xian Nuan depressedly gave him a hard look.

Lin Chuyan was still focused on the screen, playing mahjong.

Yet his slightly curled lips exposed his satisfaction with himself.

Xiang Nuan sneered: “Don't be c.o.c.ky, Lin Chuyan. Sooner or later I'll

turn you into my slave.”

“Well, you're a bit too hardcore.”

Xiang Nuan was baffled at how she would be hardcore. She was curious

but decided against asking him.

She searched the term on the internet and saw a whole bunch of s.e.xual

related hits.

“Lin Chuyan, you pervert!” Xiang Nuan was mad and raised her backpack

to whack him.

Lin Chuyan giggled as he moved his body sideways to avoid the hit, while

still playing mahjong.

“Don't be angry. If I get first place, I'll give you all the prize money.”

“Really?”

“Really, all the money from Rhythm Master is yours too.”

“How do you know you can win Rhythm Master?”

“Ha, I have the hand speed of a man that has been single for 20 years

after all.”

Xiang Nuan: = =

She quietly logged onto the campus forum and followed the forum “Go

to h.e.l.l Lin Chuyan.”