Translator: Xena @dummynovels dot com
NSFW tag is for violence. Reader discretion is advised.
Trigger warning/spoiler
Murder by gun.
That night, Xiao Langgou’s father received a phone call which informed him that there was a problem with a batch of goods at the company. The line was traced up all the way, ending with the Sheng family at the top. The trouble could be big or small and was not easy to deal with.
After the call, Father Xiao rushed to the company. He was busy until almost ten o’clock then went straight to his son’s room as soon as he entered his house.
Xiao Langgou was lying on his bed reading a book. When he saw his father come in, he was slightly stunned. “Father, what’s the matter?”
Father Xiao closed the door behind him. “Son, I heard that the young master of the Sheng family is in the same class with you, is that true?”
Xiao Langgou said casually, “He and I are deskmates.”
Father Xiao’s head was about to explode. “Why didn’t you tell me such a big matter?”
“What’s there to say?” Xiao Langgou turned a page of the book and said, “The Sheng family’s affairs have nothing to do with him. He’s just a high school student like me.”
“It’s a big deal!”
Father Xiao paced in the room. “Do you know that Sheng Xia is Sheng Qing’s favorite son now?”
Xiao Langgou replied, “I don’t know.”
Father Xiao stared at his son. “Are you having a conflict with someone?”
Xiao Langgou said, “No.”
Father Xiao stared at his son. “We can’t afford to offend the Sheng family. Ask your homeroom teacher to change your seat tomorrow.”
He never expected that his son would be in the same class as Sheng Qing’s darling son and even sit at the same table with him.
If their seats were close to each other, there would be more conflicts. It was not that simple for something to happen in the company. Maybe his son has offended a certain someone unintentionally, and the other party mentioned a few words to Sheng Qing, and then things got serious.
Seeing that his son didn’t react at all, Father Xiao scolded him in a low voice, “Did you hear me?”
Xiao Langgou talked glibly, as if mocking, “Dad, I thought you would ask me to please Sheng Qing’s favorite son at school.”
Father Xiao snorted heavily. He knew his son’s character very well. It was absolutely impossible for him to please someone so he wouldn’t count on it. Therefore, talking about it was equal to saying nonsense and was a waste of time.
“Your homeroom teacher called me during the day and talked to me about your studies. You should study hard and don’t fall in love too early.”
The room returned to silence. Xiao Langgou turned another page of the book. The next moment, he threw the book away.
“Shit.”
Xiao Langgou cursed, venting his resentment, anger, jealousy, and confusion in his own little world. He raised his arms to cover his eyes and muttered to himself, “Little crybaby, your dad taught me a lesson.”
Before reaching adulthood, everything was just a fantasy.
Only by becoming stronger could one be qualified to pursue what they want.
The next day, Xiao Langgou was transferred to the first row in the middle. This was something Chen You had expected, so he felt much more relieved.
Although they were still in the same class, they didn’t sit together and had very few opportunities to interact with each other. Some people even go three years without ever speaking to a single person and walk out of the classroom without knowing anyone in class.
Chen You went to class, went home, read books and did exercises as usual. He was surprised by how hard he worked. He knew he would definitely get into college.
When encountering questions that he couldn’t solve, Chen You would call the system in his mind and listen to “Nunchucks” dozens of times to develop his brain power.
It took a long time for the system to make a ding sound.
Chen You felt that something was very wrong. “Why haven’t you looked for me recently?”
The system was very thrifty and cold with its words. “Busy.”
Chen You poked the tip of his gel pen onto the notebook. “Can you be more busy than me? I’m so busy eating, sleeping, pooping, and peeing all that English words, Chinese, and those formulas.”
The system said it was busy.
Chen You hurriedly said, “Don’t go. It’s hard for me to call on you this once. Tell me, how much progress have I made on my mission?”
The system said, “2.22.”
Chen You was speechless. After a whole summer vacation, he only got 0.22. “Well, did Sheng Qing read my diary?”
System, “What diary?”
Chen You rolled his eyes. “Oh yeah, I didn’t lose my memory, you did. It’s that blue diary that records my life.”
The system said, “He didn’t.”
Chen You, “Promise me that you won’t bring anything with you in the future. I have a physiological fear of this word.”
System, “Pray.”
Chen You, “….”
Chen You’s pen poked a small hole in the notebook.
“Are Guang and Jing okay?”
I haven’t seen them for a while, and I can only hear some news from other classmates. For example, there are two geniuses in xx High School with unique personalities, one is an iceberg and the other is an angel, and they’re admired by a large number of fans. Another example is that someone confessed his love with a loudspeaker in school to get the iceberg’s attention, and that someone sat in front and behind the angel and was beaten by other girls on the way home from school.
The system said, “The target decided on his alma mater for you, and Guang’s and Jing’s aspirations are also there. Jiayou.”
Chen You had a strange look on his face. Before, the system had always called Sheng Qing “your daddy”, but now it had changed to target. He should be very surprised and unable to accept it, but he had inexplicably adapted to it.
It seemed that this was what the system would say in the early days.
Chen You’s memory was failing again. It seemed as if there were overlapping phantoms passing through it. He missed this and missed that. The only fragments of memory he could pick up were a dozen years in the real world and a few months in this world.
At around four o’clock in the afternoon on the weekend, Sheng Qing called Chen You, saying that the car was waiting downstairs. He asked him to get dressed and come down.
After Chen You got a cell phone, there was only one number in it. This was the first time the man called him, and he didn’t feel it was a good thing.
They arrived at their destination, which was the suburbs.
When Chen You saw a dozen people in the open space, he didn’t want to get off the car anymore.
A dozen men in suits stood on both sides of Sheng Qing. On the ground were two people, one dead and one alive. The soil around them had turned reddish-brown.
Chen You looked away, his eyelids twitching violently and his stomach feeling uncomfortable.
The driver was not the usual uncle, but a stern-faced young man. He stood by the car door and said that Sir is waiting.
Chen You was scratching at the leather of the seat as his mind worked rapidly, perhaps too fast that he accidentally threw Chen Retarded to the front. “Go tell my Dad that my feet hurt and I can’t walk.”
If it were someone else, they would be unable to hold back their laughter, but this driver was different. He kept a cold face and his voice was very cold, only five or six degrees higher than Sheng Qing’s. “Young Master Xia, you are making things difficult for this subordinate.”
“If you don’t come down, this subordinate will commit an offense.”
Chen You glanced at him, then again, before groaning. “You’re not as cute as Uncle.”
Driver, “……”
Knowing that he must not implicate innocent people, Chen You slowly moved his butt to the edge and reluctantly grabbed the car door and got out.
Seeing the youth heading over, Sheng Qing raised his eyes, and the man in a suit closest to him handed a black gun in his hand.
When the gun was handed to Chen You, his whole back went cold. Crap, no way. I know how to shoot a gun and I’ve had a gun for many years, but not this kind of gun that can kill someone with just one shot!
The man’s cold voice sounded, “Sheng Xia, hit his left leg.”
Chen You started crying. He said tremblingly, “Dadadadad… I… I can’t…”
Sheng Qing waved his hand, and the men in suits on both sides all stepped back until they could no longer see the youth crying nor could they hear his particularly inviting cries.
“Don’t let Dad say it a second time.”
Chen You didn’t even dare to kill a chicken, so how could he dare kill anyone? He held the gun as his entire body was shaking from his fingertips to his hands, arms, and his entire body.
This man deliberately let him get involved. Regardless of whether he was willing or not, he forcefully made him dip a finger into the darkness.
Sheng Qing didn’t say anything any more and merely watched the youth expressionlessly.
The crying Chen You looked towards the man. I dug my heart open and it’s all black. You can’t be clean. You must be black with me. Kill someone, get blood on your hands and you’ll have to stay under my wing forever, inseparably.
How deranged.
As time passed, Chen You shook even more violently. His face turned pale and he cried, saying that he really couldn’t do it.
Sheng Qing held his hand from behind and led him to pull the trigger.
With a bang, the man’s left leg twitched and blood began to flow. Chen You closed his eyes as his vision blurred with tears. He cursed Sheng Qing in his heart. So hateful!
Sheng Qing’s breath brushed past the youth’s ears, “Got it?”
Chen You didn’t get it, and he doesn’t want to get it.
Sheng Qing stretched out his finger and pressed the corner of the youth’s eyes, “It’s your turn. Don’t let your Dad down.”
Chen You started to gasp as he cried. He turned his head away but still didn’t shoot.
There was a sigh in his ear, which was bone-chilling, causing Chen You to close his eyes again.
The man on the ground was incontinent and was incessantly kowtowing and begging for mercy.
Chen You didn’t know how he had offended Sheng Qing, but he didn’t have the heart to think about it now. He was so scared that his stomach hurt, he had some cramps, and felt like vomiting.
Sheng Qing laughed softly in the youth’s ear. “Hitting the heart or head can reduce the pain felt before death. Are you sure you don’t want to open your eyes?”
Fuck, you’re really good!
Chen You widened his eyes and pointed the gun at the man’s chest. He blankly watched himself fire the shot which caused the man to fall backwards until he lay in a pool of blood.
Okay, Dad, I killed someone, are you happy?
Sheng Qing ordered people to clean up the bodies. He looked at the youth and asked, “Are you still scared?”
“No.”
Chen You cried and hiccuped as he threw his schoolbag to the man. “Dad, help me hold my schoolbag for a while, I’m going to vomit for ten minutes.”
1 thought on “Chapter 122.2 – Just teasing you (2)”
how can this be one of the silliest chem you arcs we’ve had so far yet also have the worst ml known to date??? not even JIAN DAN was this bad, the SERIAL KILLER. seriously, fuck the shit out of this guy. hope it hurts when chennie leaves that flop 😂😂