As expected, he had completely bored Fu Cheng to death.
In fact, Wen Moxue had no experience in pursuing anyone. Apart from constantly bothering people with self-pity and confessing boldly and directly, he had no other methods.
Was it that his approach was too un-girlish? He needed to learn from a real girl.
He glanced at Chen Jiajia across from him, who was scrolling short videos while slurping her noodles, and asked,
“Jia Jie, do you know how to pursue someone?”
Chen Jiajia paused the video, suspicious she had heard wrong.
“Pursue someone? You?”
Wen Moxue cleared his throat lightly.
“I have a friend…”
“……” Such a cliché line.
“She likes a guy, but no matter how enthusiastically she pursues him, he remains indifferent. Is there any way to break the deadlock?”
Chen Jiajia slapped her thigh.
“That is easy. I have a friend. Her crush ignored her as well. Then they went to a hotel together, and the situation reversed instantly. Now they are inseparable, utterly affectionate.”
Wen Moxue widened his eyes.
“Go to a hotel?”
“Yes. That is how it works. Love, after all, is acted out.”
“……” Wen Moxue was shocked by this worldly perspective.
“What if the guy does not take responsibility afterward?”
“Then it is not a loss. At least you slept with someone you like. In today’s society, you should not think being slept with by a man is a loss. Change your mindset. You took advantage of him, enjoyed yourself, earned more.”
Wen Moxue: “……….”
He had no reply.
That said, this method would not work for him. After all, he was sure he is bigger than Fu Cheng, and if he tried, it would not be a private matter but a headline in the news.
“Any other methods?”
“Other methods? Well, do your… um, your friends meet in real life more often or chat mostly on WeChat?”
“Mostly WeChat.”
“Typing?”
“Yes.”
“Typing is useless. Cold and lifeless. They probably do not even want to read it. Your voice… your friend has such a nice voice. You should send him more voice messages, act coquettish, tease a little. Men cannot resist that. Send selfies occasionally. That will absolutely enchant him.”
Wen Moxue considered this. Right, he had forgotten about the power of voice messages!
—
Back home, Wen Moxue immediately opened a female streamer’s live broadcast to see how they acted coquettish and flirted.
“Sister Hong, act coquettish for me? Oh, come on, look at you. Your head got caught in a door and all that is left is your mouth, jabbering every day. If I acted coquettish at you, it would be disgusting. Go away now.”
“……” Wrong channel.
He quickly switched to another live stream. The streamer was wearing a sexy outfit, raising her voice with a high-pitched tone, flirting and acting cute for the viewers.
Wen Moxue felt his toes curl. Help, could anyone really like this voice?
He looked at the comments. So many people were watching.
Wen Moxue endured for one minute before he could no longer take it and ran away.
He clicked into a third live stream.
This one was also high-pitched but more normal. The speech was not constantly wheezy or whining. The viewers were numerous. He learned eagerly all night, even dreaming of the streamer’s voice.
—
The next day was Sunday. No classes, no work, but his body clock woke Wen Moxue at 7:30.
He turned over, intending to sleep longer, and suddenly remembered to send a voice message to Fu Cheng. Why not take this opportunity to send a morning greeting?
Wen Moxue immediately unlocked his phone, cleared his throat, held down the WeChat voice key, and, ignoring his embarrassment, began to speak.
“Spring sleep does not notice dawn. Good morning, brother. Ding ding ding, get up, or I will crawl into your bed and tickle your armpits!”
Fu Cheng originally intended to ignore Wen Qianqian completely. No matter how many messages were sent, he would not respond.
It would prevent giving her hope and letting her fall deeper.
But upon seeing her voice message, his hand slipped and opened it.
The sleepy voice with a nasal tone came from the speaker. Soft, as if it could make one’s bones melt.
He almost pressed replay again.
At that moment, Fu Jiahang in a tracksuit ran over with two bottles of water and handed one to Fu Cheng.
“Dad, drink some water.”
“Thank you,” Fu Cheng said, turning off the screen. “Let’s go.”
They were at the foot of Qingheng Mountain, famous in Haishi, preparing to hike.
Fu Cheng loved sports. In his free time, he exercised, went hiking, rode horses, rowed, and sometimes even skied abroad. It greatly helped relieve stress.
“Why do you look so listless?” Seeing Fu Jiahang so downcast, Fu Cheng frowned.
“Heartbroken,” Fu Jiahang muttered. “It is my dad’s fault. He got drunk and texted nonsense. My partner happened to see it and broke up with me. We were so close…”
The dad he mentioned was his biological dad. Fu Cheng was his maternal uncle by marriage but coincidentally shared the same surname.
Though the surname was the same, their social status differed greatly. Fu Cheng was highly influential, controlling the Fu family, a top-level wealthy family, with countless people eager to curry favor.
Fu Jiahang, being his cousin's son and eager to please him, had previously been told by a fortune teller that if he recognized a naturally wealthy person as a godfather, his life would go smoothly.
So he shamelessly called Fu Cheng “Dad,” even though Fu Cheng was only twelve years older.
Hearing that his godson was heartbroken, Fu Cheng comforted him responsibly.
“Old things go away, new things come.”
Fu Jiahang nearly choked on the words.
“There is no one better than him. The first time I saw such a beautiful person, I fell in love immediately.”
Beautiful… Fu Cheng could not help picturing Wen Qianqian’s face.
“Beauty cannot be eaten.”
“……”
—
After an hour of climbing, they reached the halfway point. Fu Jiahang was gasping and collapsed onto the ground.
“I cannot go on. Let’s rest. Aren’t you tired?”
Fu Cheng looked relaxed. Apart from sweating, he did not seem like he had climbed for an hour. Incredible.
“Such poor stamina. No wonder you cannot catch a partner.”
“……”
Seeing Fu Jiahang exhausted, Fu Cheng found a clean spot, sat down, took out his phone, and saw that Wen Qianqian had sent another message a few minutes ago.
A Xiao Li: Wuwuwu, I woke up and brother has not replied. My heart is broken.
A Xiao Li: My whole day will be ruined. (Crying)
A Xiao Li: [Cat feeling wronged]
A Xiao Li: [Cat crying]
A Xiao Li: [Cat crying loudly]
Fu Cheng, hard as iron, closed the chat.
Wen Moxue had learned from real girls, hoping voice messages would advance their relationship.
Instead, he had bored him to death. Since then, Fu Cheng never replied.
He suspected he had been muted.
If Wen Moxue were a real girl who liked Fu Cheng, this attitude would make her question life.
—
Soon, the qipaos he had bought arrived.
On the way back, he picked them up from the community parcel box.
Shuyan noticed his sneaky behavior and asked,
“You did not buy some lingerie, did you? Your ears are red.”
“Impossible. It is a qipao.”
That day, Chen Jiajia had recommended five or six qipaos. He picked two that he liked.
Luckily, he now lived off-campus. He could have parcels delivered to the community box. Otherwise, at school, he would never have been able to pick them up.
“Wow, I want to see!”
“Lower your voice!” Wen Moxue looked around.
“Relax. No one is here. Let me see, A Xue~” Shuyan teased.
Wen Moxue, indifferent after Shuyan had seen his female cosplay, said,
“I will call you when I am ready.”
Shuyan waited for a long time at home. He almost could not resist before receiving Wen Moxue’s message.
He ran to Wen Moxue’s door and knocked. The door opened, Wen Moxue let him in and quickly closed it.
Although he was prepared, Shuyan still widened his eyes slightly at the sight.
Seeing Wen Moxue covering the sides of the qipao, he immediately protested.
“Why are you holding the skirt? Is there anything I shouldn't see?”
“No, the slit feels a bit too high. When I bought it, it did not look this high on the model.”
“Let me see.”
Wen Moxue hesitated, then let go.
Indeed, as soon as he released his hands, Shuyan saw his long, pale legs partially exposed. Against the black fabric, they looked even whiter, with an indescribable allure. It made one imagine touching and exploring them.
The slit was not very high. Because Wen Moxue was a boy with long legs and a firm, raised rear, it appeared more revealing.
Shuyan’s eyes widened.
“What should I do, baby? I am going to fall for you.”
“……"
I do not want your boyfriend to kill me,” Wen Moxue held his forehead.
“Have you seen enough? I am going to change.”
He planned to return the dress. Too indecent.
“Wait. Did you not say you could not seduce Fu Cheng recently? You can wear this qipao and take a picture to send him. No man can resist that temptation!”
“Forget it. I sent him a picture last time. No reaction. He just told me to focus on work.”
Wen Moxue sighed.
“Besides, he did not even check my WeChat profile picture. I feel he does not care about my looks or is maybe gay.”
“If he were gay, he would have used that as an excuse to reject you. Men are visual. If you send something with color, it will make an impact.”
Seeing Wen Moxue hesitate, Shuyan continued.
“Before I was with my boyfriend, I sent him a photo wearing only a shirt. He said he was shocked for a whole night.”
Wen Moxue: “……”
Shuyan’s boyfriend was a strict associate professor at a nearby university. Living so close, Wen Moxue never dared go to his house.
He could not imagine that the man could be shocked for an entire night by Shuyan’s photo.
He had thought the man was conservative, only having sex with the lights off and in one position.
“Come on, I will teach you how to pose.”
Shuyan tapped the wooden desk.
“Half-sit on it. One foot here, one foot lifted sideways like this.”
Wen Moxue hesitated, then decided to try.
Having experience with cosplay poses, he quickly understood Shuyan’s instructions. He half-sat on the desk, hand supporting himself, right leg lifted sideways, the qipao sliding down the thigh, exposing his pale leg.
Once posed, Shuyan clicked repeatedly, taking many photos.
“Wow, this is amazing,” Shuyan said, opening the album.
“This one. Send it to him.”
Wen Moxue glanced at the chosen photo and blushed immediately.
“Isn't this a bit too suggestive?”