The Black-Hearted Beauty Is Spied On By Crazy Critics Again [Quickly Pass] Chapter 26

Chapter 26: Omega in the Aristocratic School 26: The Clanking of Chains…

Lu Qingyun had vanished, completely and thoroughly. He hadn’t appeared in the Dormitory or any corner of the campus, and he hadn’t replied to any messages on his phone.

A living person had disappeared into thin air, leaving no trace, as if he had never existed.

Since that day, they had neither seen nor contacted Lu Qingyun. The anger the group felt after realizing they had been tricked gradually faded over the past few days.

Lu Qingyun’s chat box was practically overheating from the bombardment of messages. After failing to find him in the Dormitory again, Lu Chi called him once more, but still got no answer.

He opened their chat history. A glance showed a sea of green, all his own one-sided output.

[Bu Chi: You only invited me, so why were there so many people?]

[Bu Chi: What exactly are you trying to do?]

[Bu Chi: You’re really something, Lu Qingyun. I’m telling you, if I catch you, you’re finished.]

[Bu Chi: What is the meaning of this? Answer the phone.]

[Bu Chi: Where did you go?]

[Bu Chi: I won’t punish you anymore. Where are you?]

Bu Chi: [Transfer 20,000 yuan.]

Bu Chi: [Transfer 20,000 yuan.]

…

[Bu Chi: I heard you like money. Why aren’t you accepting it?]

[Bu Chi: I’ve transferred the money to you. Don’t ignore me.]

[Bu Chi: Please don’t ignore me, okay?]

[Bu Chi: I won’t look for you or catch you. Just reply to my message. You’re making people…]

Lu Chi leaned against the Dormitory wall in frustration, swiping the screen. It was a long string of messages sent by himself, with no replies. Interspersed among them were several calls he had made, none of which had been answered.

Lu Chi picked up his phone and typed out a string of words, but after finishing, he recalled them all and put the phone down.

As others started the school term, the news of Lu Qingyun’s disappearance spread widely. Almost everyone was discussing it, and everywhere they went, people were speculating about the reason.

Looking through the school forum, almost every post was about Lu Qingyun.

#Reasons for speculation are as follows. Click to see which ones are included.#

#Has the campus beauty been secretly kept by a wealthy patron?#

#Lu Qingyun’s roommate and Lu Chi fought each other!!!#

#Male God, please return.#

#Damn it, did the Male God run away with the money, or is someone keeping him all to themselves?#

#I am money, did you see me? I said I am money, didn’t you see?#

These discussion posts emerged endlessly, almost all of them garnering extremely high attention, but these discussions ultimately couldn’t reach Lu Qingyun’s ears.

In the dim room, the clanking of chains constantly echoed. The chain on the floor was pulled taut, extending all the way to the bedside, and the other end of the chain was connected to a boy’s leg.

The delicate leg was encircled, a scene alone enough to spark wild fantasies. Red marks were left where the chain was fastened. The chained boy moved his leg, walking to the furthest extent of the chain.

“Tsk.”

The boy with the chain around his leg frowned slightly, pulling his leg hard toward the distance, but this was already as far as he could go.

The boy sighed powerlessly, his body relaxing. He looked down at his beautiful face. His lips were slightly red, the edges looking chapped. He was only wearing an oversized white shirt that barely covered his butt.

Lu Qingyun tugged the chain and walked toward the table, picking up the cup and drinking a few sips of water. The expression on his face returned to normal, as if he wasn’t the one being restrained.

After drinking the water, Lu Qingyun sat on the edge of the bed, one hand resting on the windowsill, his eyes darting around as if contemplating something.

Footsteps sounded at the door, and then the room brightened for an instant. Someone had entered. Lu Qingyun didn’t look up, because he knew who it was.

The man who walked in was wearing a tailored suit. He held a lunch box in one hand. After entering and locking the door, he reached out and turned on the room light.

“Why didn’t you turn on the light?”

Naturally, no one answered him. The man’s gaze fell on Lu Qingyun. Staring at Lu Qingyun’s cold face, he took a deep breath and slowly shuffled closer.

“Slap.”

Lu Qingyun’s hand suddenly struck the man’s face. The man froze slightly, half his face tingling with a dense ache. He turned his head, still bearing the handprint, and submissively offered the other side of his face.

Seeing this, Lu Qingyun looked down. Shen Zhifan was still wearing the same clothes—the ones he had bought on the day of their planned meeting, as far as Lu Qingyun knew. Shen Zhifan seemed to be doing it deliberately; perhaps because Lu Qingyun hadn’t seen him that day, Shen Zhifan wore them every time he came, flaunting them in front of him.

Lu Qingyun was speechless for a moment, then raised his hand and decisively slapped him again. He waited for a moment, but the system prompt still didn’t sound.

Instead, he heard Shen Zhifan sigh in relief. Shen Zhifan took Lu Qingyun’s hand and gently massaged it. Bearing the handprints on both sides of his face, he wisely chose not to speak.

He was indeed relieved deep down. A slight warmth rose on both sides of his face, and Shen Zhifan felt a bit of comfort in his heart. He tentatively looked at Lu Qingyun’s expression.

If he was still willing to hit him, it probably wasn’t a big problem.

Since bringing Lu Qingyun back, he was basically hit every time he came. After the beating, everything was fine. He would talk to Lu Qingyun, and Lu Qingyun would occasionally reply with a few words like “Get lost.”

He rubbed Lu Qingyun’s hand for a while. Feeling the pain on his own face subside, he estimated that Lu Qingyun’s hand probably didn’t hurt anymore. He half-crouched down, picked up the lunch box beside him, and then cautiously spoke.

“I brought you something to eat.”

Lu Qingyun glanced down and watched Shen Zhifan open the lunch boxes one by one, arranging the food in front of him.

Shen Zhifan had prepared three dishes. All three looked excellent. The meal emphasized a balance of meat and vegetables, and each dish contained some meat. The aroma quickly filled the entire room. Lu Qingyun unconsciously swallowed, and his stomach uncooperatively rumbled.

Shen Zhifan probably feared embarrassing him, so he briefly looked up without speaking, continuing to take everything out of the lunch boxes.

Lu Qingyun’s gaze fell on the three dishes, comparing them repeatedly. When he thought about what he was about to do next, he suddenly felt a pang of regret.

After arranging the food, Shen Zhifan stood up and honestly stood to the side, waiting for Lu Qingyun’s reaction. Seeing Lu Qingyun actually rise, he breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of his mouth curving upward slightly.

But before his smile could last a second, a bowl of food flew toward him. Shen Zhifan quickly pursed his lips, feeling a little sad in his heart. He stood still and didn’t dodge, letting the food hit him.

The meal spilled onto his brand-new suit, and the sauce dripped down. Shen Zhifan raised his eyes to look at Lu Qingyun, his lips pressed together, a hint of grievance in his eyes.

Lu Qingyun had been waiting ever since he made his move. After dozens of seconds, no system prompt sounded. He suspected the system broadcast was broken.

He was only a little short of completing his second mission, needing only the last 14 Villain Points. But since arriving here, no matter what he did, his Villain Points hadn’t increased at all. Before, even a small malicious thought in his mind would add Villain Points.

Lu Qingyun felt powerless. This feeling of being close to success yet unable to achieve it was truly terrible.

Lu Qingyun caught a glimpse of Shen Zhifan’s expression and sighed inwardly. He had actually anticipated this outcome. After all, he had tricked people, so retaliation was inevitable. He had originally planned to gain the remaining Villain Points when someone retaliated against him.

However, he had considered many people who might kidnap him, but never Shen Zhifan.

So when he woke up and saw Shen Zhifan, his mind stalled for a long time before starting to work again.

In the past few days of interaction, he could feel that Shen Zhifan was no longer the Shen Zhifan he first knew. He seemed to harbor intense feelings for him, and deep down, he was extremely obsessive.

Since the Villain Points hadn’t increased, Lu Qingyun didn’t want to dwell on the matter anymore. He sat down at the table and started eating, ignoring the person beside him.

Seeing him sit down to eat, surprise flashed in Shen Zhifan’s eyes. He sighed in relief, his lips curving up again.

He watched Lu Qingyun for a while, then lowered his head and began cleaning up the mess on the floor. Shen Zhifan busied himself gathering tools, cleaning up all the food, and then used paper to wipe the stains off his clothes.

After Shen Zhifan finished cleaning everything, his eyes scanned the empty water cup. He turned to refill it, adjusting the water to a suitable temperature.

After Lu Qingyun finished eating, Shen Zhifan quickly moved over to clean up the lunch boxes. He finished tidying everything. Just when he thought the two of them wouldn’t interact again today, Lu Qingyun suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Shen Zhifan’s eyes lit up, a hint of eagerness flashing across his face. He looked at Lu Qingyun, quietly waiting for him to speak.

Lu Qingyun held his wrist and gave a slight tug, then let go. He stood up, looked at Shen Zhifan, and spoke plainly: “Let’s talk.”

“Okay,” Shen Zhifan replied.

Lu Qingyun dragged the chain and walked toward the bed. After turning and sitting down, he propped his arms behind him, tilting his head back to look at Shen Zhifan from head to toe. Seeing the man in front of him look uncomfortable, he finally seemed to let Shen Zhifan off the hook and shifted his gaze.

Lu Qingyun kicked his foot, making the chain on his leg rattle a few times, then said, “Unlock it.”

Shen Zhifan acted as if he hadn’t heard, his expression unchanged. His gaze fell on Lu Qingyun’s leg, and he spoke very naturally: “Okay.”

This response stunned Lu Qingyun. He looked over in confusion, momentarily unable to speak.

Shen Zhifan actually pulled a key from his suit pocket, then leaned over. He grabbed Lu Qingyun’s leg with one hand and used the other to unlock the clasp with the key.

Seeing something he thought would be difficult to open being unlocked so easily, a strange feeling crossed Lu Qingyun’s heart. Suddenly, there was a “click”—the sound of a lock fastening.

Lu Qingyun quickly looked down, only to see Shen Zhifan had fastened the chain onto his other leg.

“…?”

Shen Zhifan was still holding Lu Qingyun’s leg. Red marks had appeared on the boy’s leg due to the chain, and Shen Zhifan was gently rubbing them. Perhaps seeing Lu Qingyun’s expression looking displeased, he made an understanding sound and explained.

“It was my oversight. Your leg was chafed red. I’m just switching it to the other foot for you.”

Lu Qingyun felt his vision go dark, and an unnamed fire surged in his heart.

He stared at Shen Zhifan, who was half-crouching in front of him, secretly gritting his teeth.

He was absolutely doing this on purpose.

Shen Zhifan’s skin was getting thicker and thicker now; you couldn’t tell what he was thinking from his face.

Lu Qingyun took a breath and suppressed his temper. He thought, “Fine, let’s see who can outplay whom.”

Lu Qingyun reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose. When he spoke again, his tone had returned to normal.

“It’s too boring here every day. At least give me my phone.”

Shen Zhifan lowered his eyes upon hearing this, one hand still gently rubbing Lu Qingyun’s leg.

“What do you want to look at?”

Seeing that he had taken the bait, Lu Qingyun concealed his emotions and said casually, “Anything is fine. It’s just too boring.”

Shen Zhifan was silent for a moment before standing up. He glanced down at Lu Qingyun, his eyes unreadable. After standing for a moment, he turned to clean up the dishes. As he reached the door, he said, “Alright.”

Lu Qingyun was satisfied. He lay back on the bed, lightly fiddling with the necklace around his neck, his eyes deepening.

Since he couldn’t gain Villain Points by staying here, there was no need to waste time. He had to leave this place.

A sound came from the door again. Lu Qingyun relaxed his hand, resting his arm above his head, and glanced toward the room door.

Shen Zhifan had returned, finally having changed out of that suit and into his usual clothes. Lu Qingyun’s gaze dropped, seeing that Shen Zhifan seemed to be holding something.

Shen Zhifan held a long, narrow box that looked like it held jewelry. It was too narrow to hold a phone, so Lu Qingyun looked away.

After Shen Zhifan entered, he locked the door. Looking at the boy lying on the bed, a slight smile welled up in his eyes.

The boy was lying casually, half his body on the bed, his arm resting carelessly above his head, causing his shirt to ride up. The white shirt, which barely covered his butt when he was standing, now only covered his upper body, exposing his fair, tender thighs.

It was his shirt. He had brought Lu Qingyun back in a hurry and hadn’t prepared many clothes, so he had to use his own as a temporary measure.

Shen Zhifan averted his gaze, unconsciously swallowing. He walked to the bedside, meeting the eyes of the reclining Lu Qingyun.

Lu Qingyun was completely unaware of the issue with his clothing and even raised an eyebrow, asking about his intentions.

Shen Zhifan was helpless for a moment. Just as he reached out his hand, Lu Qingyun instinctively flinched backward. This movement caused Shen Zhifan’s hand to land on the Omega’s thigh.

The warm touch on his palm instantly flushed Shen Zhifan’s face. As if burned, he quickly withdrew his hand.

Lu Qingyun also pulled back his leg and sat up. Only now did he realize his indecent posture. He blamed Shen Zhifan first.

“Are you a pervert? Why are you touching me?”

Shen Zhifan only felt a slight heat in his palm. He explained, blushing, “I—I just wanted to pull down your shirt. I didn’t mean to touch you…” His voice grew softer and softer, and his gaze almost wanted to fall back onto Lu Qingyun’s leg.

Shen Zhifan pinched himself, then turned and sat on the edge of the bed, his back to Lu Qingyun.

Lu Qingyun didn’t speak behind him. Shen Zhifan lowered his head for a while, then spoke in a deep voice: “I am not a pervert.”

Lu Qingyun’s mouth twitched, finding it somewhat absurd. He hadn’t realized Shen Zhifan had a perverted side at first.

But if he wasn’t a pervert, why would he be here?

Lu Qingyun’s gaze fell on the chain on his leg, and he thought, “He even prepared a chain.”

Lu Qingyun puffed out his cheeks and couldn’t help but say, “If you’re not a pervert, why are you holding me captive?”

Shen Zhifan suddenly turned his head sharply. Meeting Lu Qingyun’s gaze, he felt guilty again and stammered.

“I… I’m not holding you captive.”

“Then what is it?”

Shen Zhifan hesitated for a long time, unable to refute. He sat on the edge of the bed, lowering his head without speaking.

Having been confined in this room for two days, Lu Qingyun felt his energy and spirit deteriorating. He seemed to get sleepy easily, but he still hadn’t figured out where this place was.

Shen Zhifan’s small home couldn’t possibly have such a large room. If it did, why hadn’t he used it when Lu Qingyun stayed over before?

Lu Qingyun surveyed the room, then decided to stop thinking about it. He lay down under the thin blanket. The excess chain snagged his leg again. Lu Qingyun lightly clicked his tongue, got up, and went to untangle the chain.

Shen Zhifan also stood up, helping him straighten the chain and guiding Lu Qingyun back into the blanket.

Just as Lu Qingyun was about to withdraw his hand and lie down, his hand suddenly felt wet. A large drop of water landed perfectly on his hand—no, to be precise, it was a tear.

Lu Qingyun froze, taking a deep breath, momentarily speechless.

Why was he crying again?

Who exactly was the one being kidnapped? This made it look like he was bullying Shen Zhifan, when clearly he was the one who should be crying.

Lu Qingyun was helpless for a moment and asked aloud, “Why are you crying again?”

[Villain Points +3. Host needs to know that Villain Points must accumulate to 100 for the second mission to be considered successful. Current progress is 87/100.]

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These tears were well-shed.

The Villain Points hadn’t moved for days, but suddenly increased today. Lu Qingyun’s eyes lit up, and his expression instantly changed. He looked brightly at Shen Zhifan.

Shen Zhifan’s eyes grew redder. As he reached out to wipe his tears, they continued to flow uncontrollably.

Ugh…

Lu Qingyun had a bit of a headache. He wasn’t good at comforting people. Before he could think of what to say, Shen Zhifan spoke first.

His voice was somewhat hoarse, and what he said made Lu Qingyun even more exasperated.

“Are you tired of me?”

Lu Qingyun frowned, leaning closer to look at Shen Zhifan’s expression. His face was blank for a few moments. He closed his eyes before voicing his true confusion.

“As far as I know, randomly locking people up is wrong, right? You’ve locked me up, and I’m not allowed to dislike you, is that it?”

“You can’t!” Shen Zhifan suddenly spoke sharply, as if being disliked was a terrifying thing. He grabbed Lu Qingyun’s arm and pulled him closer.