He's Not My Type At All Chapter 7

Darren Yu later went off to play basketball with Elliott Fu.

After all, they were not that familiar with Oliver Xie, so it was impossible for them to stop doing their own thing just because the other party was bullied.

After class, physical education committee member Darren Yu had to clean up the sports equipment used in the physical education class.

He had many friends and was able to play well among boys. Several boys stayed to help him clean up and then move things back to the equipment room together.

A large group of people making noises.

After moving the things, Darren Yu said he was going to treat everyone to a drink.

When he nodded, he saw someone who shouldn't be here.

The boys who play well with him are either the tall ones in the back row or the buddies who often play basketball with him on the basketball court. All of them have long arms and legs.

So when he saw Oliver Xie at the back of the crowd, who was half a head shorter than everyone else... he was surprised.

Besides, what happened to Oliver Xie just now, shouldn't he go back to the classroom to rest?

So why is this little carrot head here?

But since everyone was here, Darren Yu couldn't have missed him and just didn't invite him to drink.

Darren Yu couldn't do such a stingy thing.

So Oliver Xie was also invited.

However, when he arrived at the canteen later, Darren Yu found that Oliver Xie had not followed.

He grabbed an extra bottle of drink.

People who used to like to return to their seats through the back door of the classroom, today entered through the front door for the first time.

Oliver Xie was in a daze with his head lowered and a pen in both hands.

He looked at the spin on the opponent's head and remembered what Elliott Fu had told him before, saying that the students in the class thought Oliver Xie was gloomy because he always kept his head down.

It would be an exaggeration to say that Oliver Xie is gloomy, but it is true that he always lowers his head and likes to immerse himself in his own world.

Let’s call this personality introversion.

After all, Oliver Xie seems... really introverted.

Darren Yu held the top of the drink bottle between his index and middle fingers and placed the bottle of drink on Oliver Xie's table.

Oliver Xie looked up in surprise.

This may be the fastest reaction Darren Yu has seen from Oliver Xie in the past few days.

When Oliver Xie saw it was him, his first move was to quickly stuff the pen in his hand into the table.

"What are you doing? I won't snatch your pen, so why are you so nervous? Hey, you helped me pack my things just now. I bought you a drink." After Darren Yu finished speaking, he did not wait for Oliver Xie to respond to him, but directly replied In the back row of the classroom.

As for Oliver Xie, who has such a dull and introverted personality, it would be time to go to class once he responds.

The last class today is geography. The geography teacher is a middle-aged bald man who loves to talk about his love history.

He likes to talk over and over again about how he and his wife met, fell in love, and got married.

He didn't care that the students below were hearing it and their ears were getting calloused.

Darren Yu, who played basketball in a physical education class, fell asleep on his stomach five minutes after class.

It wasn't until the bell rang that he woke up and wiped his saliva.

"Quickly, pack it up!" Elliott Fu on the side urged him to pack his schoolbag.

Darren Yu had just woken up, his head was still a little dazed, and he was a little anxious to urinate: "Wait a minute, why are you in a hurry? I'll go to the toilet first to wash my face and wake up."

"Why are there so many Sh!ts! Hurry up! Otherwise, the fried skewers stall in front of the school won't have the skewers I want to eat!" Elliott Fu was anxious.

Of course he was not anxious to go home and do his homework, he was anxious about the few skewers on the mobile stall at the school gate.

If you go late, others will buy it up!

"I know, I know." Darren Yu said, "I know." He got up and went to the toilet slowly.

He came out of the back door and stretched out comfortably in the corridor. He looked up and saw the guy from Class 13... pinching Oliver Xie by the back of his neck and pulling him down the stairs. Brought it down.

Darren Yu didn't move. He stood in the corridor for a while without moving.

It wasn't until he passed by a classmate from another class who knew him in the corridor and said hello to him that he finally came back to his senses.

"What are you doing, Brother Yu? School is over, why don't you go?"

"I just woke up, woke up, went to the toilet and left immediately." He replied, then walked up to the toilet next to the stairs.

The flow of water in the sink was not strong, and the cold water splashed on his face, washing away his sleepiness.

Her hair was wet with water, and the water droplets running down her cheeks were wiped away by her slender fingers.

After Darren Yu washed his face, he returned to the classroom, packed his schoolbag and went downstairs with Elliott Fu.

...

The rain in autumn is endless once it starts.

It rained all night last night and it didn't stop this morning.

It's pitter-pattering, and it's likely to last all day.

Darren Yu felt exhausted every time it rained.

Elliott Fu was chattering in his ear, which made him feel sleepy, so he had to cover his mouth and drag him into the classroom.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Elliott Fu started whining as soon as he entered the classroom. Darren Yu couldn't stand him, so he let him go: "What are you talking about?"

"I said!" Elliott Fu pointed to his table: "Hey! There is nothing on the table today!"

Darren Yu realized now, yes, there is no cooler bag on his desk today.

It's not that he is used to others bringing him breakfast. As far as these two days are concerned, he actually eats double breakfast every day.

"Did the person who served you breakfast think you ate too much and looked like a pig, so he wasn't ready to like you anymore." Elliott Fu laughed at him from the side.

Darren Yu rolled his eyes at him and sat back in his seat.

It was other people's freedom whether to send it or not. He also wanted to know who sent him breakfast so that he could stop that person from sending it in the future.

The preparation bell rang.

It's particularly easy to feel sleepy on rainy and gloomy days.

In addition, he and Elliott Fu stayed late last night and got up early, so Darren Yu fell asleep on the table as soon as the morning reading started. I slept until the second period.

The teacher came in and knocked on the blackboard and asked the students on duty today why they didn't wipe the blackboard.

"Who is it? Come up and wipe it quickly."

"Teacher, the student on duty today is Oliver Xie, but he didn't come."

Darren Yu woke up from his nap.

I woke up suddenly and inexplicably.

He straightened his back and, like most people in the class, looked at the first seat in the first row on the far right side of the classroom.

The seat was empty, and there wasn't even a book on the table.

It rained today and Oliver Xie was weak, so it was understandable that he didn't come.

Oliver Xie's grades are very good. He is always first in the class and second in the grade. Although he has a dull temper, the teachers like him very much.

When he heard that it was Oliver Xie who had not come, the teacher said nothing more and just pointed a boy to go up and wipe the blackboard.

The math teacher has a good grasp of the rhythm of the class.

It's the kind where if you drop a pen on the ground and bend down to pick it up, the blackboard that originally only had the number 123 will be filled with formulas you can't understand... in an instant.

Darren Yu was a university science student before he came here, and he would not desertion under normal circumstances.

But today...he couldn't concentrate.

What flashed through my mind over and over again was the scene of Oliver Xie being choked and taken away last night.

He warned himself not to meddle in other people's business. The novel world had its own reason for existence, and the plot must be an important thing to keep the world running.

He kept brainwashing himself, but he couldn't get rid of the image in his mind.

I finally made it to the end of get out of class. He immediately got up and went to the toilet to wash his face.

The cold wetness cleared his mind a lot.

He wiped the water stains on his face and walked out of the men's room.

The men's room was right next to the stairs. When he came out, Oliver Xie happened to pass by him.

He subconsciously reached out and grabbed the other person's arm.

Oliver Xie was stunned and turned his head blankly.

It was raining heavily outside the corridor, and the rainwater that drifted in had already made the outside of the corridor half wet.

Oliver Xie was holding a folding umbrella that was still dripping.

When Darren Yu's eyes fell on the other person's face.

Darren Yu:?

Darren Yu:! ! !

The shock in his eyes was no less than Oliver Xie's.

Because...Oliver Xie actually went to get a haircut.

He actually cut off his protective shell! !

Because he had read some novels, Darren Yu knew why Oliver Xie kept his hair so long to make himself look gloomy.

Beauty, plus any card is a winner.

But going out alone is a dead end.

Oliver Xie has this understanding. He has suffered a lot since his parents died.

He clearly knew that apart from his beauty, he had no other cards in his hand, so he concealed himself in disguise.

Unfortunately, he was discovered.

But now, Oliver Xie has cut his hair.

He could subconsciously recognize the other person because of the way Oliver Xie walked with his head lowered and the profile of his face.

He bent down and got closer to the other party in disbelief, until he saw his own reflection in the other party's dark eyes. He still couldn't believe it: "Oliver Xie?"

Oliver Xie nodded slightly. It was obviously the same action as before, but because of the blessing of that face, this little action had an inexplicable... different flavor.

The young man in front of him has a delicate appearance, and his skin color, which used to be made sickly white by black hair, is now as delicate as white glaze.

The eyelashes as thick as crow feathers were slightly raised, and the pure black eyes were as pure as glass.

The other party just looked at him with his head tilted. Darren Yu was shocked by the beauty and suddenly forgot why he wanted to grab him.

People began to notice them one after another in the corridor.

You could vaguely hear them talking about Oliver Xie's appearance.

He let go of his subordinate's arm in embarrassment, touched his nose, and said uncomfortably: "Well, then you go back first."

"Aren't you going back to the classroom?" Oliver Xie's voice was slightly hoarse, the kind of low hoarseness typical of a teenager who is in the voice-changing stage.

And after he finished speaking, he lowered his head slightly as before.

Darren Yu couldn't figure out what he meant by bowing his head. Was he introverted and shy? Or do you feel inferior and timid?

"You..." Darren Yu thought about his words: "Raise your head up. You are so good-looking. What's the point of being embarrassed? Keeping your head down...is not good for your cervical spine."

Long hair is not good for your eyes, and lowering your head is not good for your cervical spine... If Darren Yu had carefully analyzed his heart, he would no longer label himself as nosy.