The Villain Doesn’t Want To Date the Cute Heroine - The Villain Doesn’t Want To Date the Cute Heroine chapter 55
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55: Wu Liang’s Melancholy (Vote for monthly tickets!)
When Nan Take woke up again, he was already lying on his desk.
“Hiss…”
The pain from the back of his neck and face made him gasp for air.
Nan Take, holding his somewhat painful nose, looked around and saw that he was the only one left in the classroom.
“Wasn’t I at the student council before?”
Nan Take rubbed his forehead and murmured in confusion. Hadn’t he gone to the student council room with Wu Liang before?
Why couldn’t he remember anything that happened afterward? The only thing he could remember was seeing Seisui.
Then everything went black, and he fainted. Why did he pass out?
“You’re finally awake. I thought you’d sleep until school was out.”
Holding a cup of hot tea, Wu Liang walked in from outside.
Seeing that Nan Take had woken up, the corner of his eye twitched slightly.
Nan Seisui’s elbow strike just now might have been stronger than his; should he say it’s worthy of being Nan Take’s little sister? She really doesn’t hold back when it comes to her brother.
“Classmate Wu Liang? Why am I lying on the desk in the classroom?”
“Weren’t we at the student council before? It seems like we were looking for something…”
Nan Take scratched the back of his head awkwardly, having almost forgotten everything that had happened before.
And he wasn’t sure if it was his imagination, but he suddenly felt that Wu Liang was much gentler towards him now.
Wu Liang, who had been indifferent to him just a short while ago, now suddenly made him feel much closer.
“Have some tea. You just… um… you were just hit by a vase…”
Wu Liang handed the hot tea to Nan Take, turning his head away somewhat embarrassedly.
If it weren’t for the fact that he had knocked Nan Zhu out with a palm strike earlier, the latter wouldn’t have had to suffer so much.
Feeling guilty, Wu Liang personally brewed a cup of tea for Nan Zhu, hoping to make amends for his mistake.
“Hit? Hit by a vase?”
Upon hearing this, Nan Zhu hurriedly felt the back of his head. He had been knocked out by a vase and had only fainted for a while?
His head must be quite hard; a normal person might have been seriously injured.
But being hit by a vase… that seemed a bit much. He didn’t remember there being a vase behind him…
“It’s just a bump on the head from a vase, nothing serious.”
“Try the tea I’ve made; it should taste good.”
Wu Liang said with an awkward smile, seeing Nan Zhu’s overreaction.
He quickly diverted Nan Zhu’s attention to the hot tea placed beside him.
He certainly didn’t want Nan Zhu to dwell on the incident, and even less for him to find out that it was actually Wu Liang who had knocked him out.
“Wu Liang, you can actually brew tea?”
Nan Zhu looked at Wu Liang in surprise. He had heard from Qing Shui that Wu Liang was a wealthy young master. Could a young master like Wu Liang really know how to brew tea?
“Yeah, when I’m home alone, I sometimes brew it for fun.”
Wu Liang reminisced about the times he spent alone at home as a streamer.
Back then, he was quite the homebody, and his only hobby was brewing tea.
He wouldn’t boast about other skills, but he was quite confident in his tea brewing.
“Wu Liang, you’re a homebody?”
Nan Zhu took a sip of the hot tea, and the refreshing aroma instantly filled his mouth, the fresh and non-greasy sensation relaxing him completely.
Delicious, that was Nan Zhu’s first reaction. He wasn’t usually a tea drinker.
But the cup Wu Liang had made was truly memorable, and he even wanted another.
“I used to be a homebody.”
Wu Liang said softly, his thoughts drifting back to his former self.
In the past, he was indeed a homebody who never ventured outside, but he was also a computer expert.
He lived in the virtual world of the internet, seeking a sense of reality within it.
Wu Liang had once fantasized about dramatic transmigration scenarios, wanting to accomplish great things after crossing over.
But now that he had actually arrived in this game world, he realized it wasn’t as simple as he had imagined.
Be it interpersonal relationships or conduct.
Whether it was the dazzling array of maids around him, the countless assets under his command, or the flawless heroines he was about to meet.
Everything had already shown that he had transformed from a once reclusive homebody into someone who was fully integrated into society, but the current Wu Liang even felt that his previous virtual life was more fulfilling.
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“Wu Liang, are you there?”
Nanzhu called out Wu Liang’s name softly, and the atmosphere around him changed.
This oppressive atmosphere made it hard for him to breathe, and the gloom surrounding Wu Liang particularly troubled him.
“Hmm? Was I lost in thought? You should rest well, I should be heading back soon.”
Having come to his senses, Wu Liang realized his earlier lapse.
Ah, getting older means getting nostalgic, when will I ever change this habit.
Even now, reminiscing about the past is pointless, he has no idea how to leave this world.
The only thing he needs to do right now is to fully integrate into this world, to become a part of it.
But to be honest, if he were to live in this world forever, that wouldn’t be too bad.
The wealth he possesses in this world, even several lifetimes wouldn’t be enough to spend it all.
As long as he can avoid a fatal ending, what else is there to worry about.
“The only pity is the uncle and aunt over there…”
Wu Liang turned and left Nanzhu’s side, murmuring softly.
The only people he felt sorry for were probably the uncle and aunt who adopted him, and that sister who liked to cling to him.
If only he could apologize to them in person… Life… is always so incomplete…
“Wu Liang…”
Nanzhu stared blankly as Wu Liang gradually left the classroom.
He wanted to follow and ask something, but upon seeing the other’s lonely figure, he hesitated.
It felt as if they were from different worlds, he was not yet able to reach out to him…
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