Not Looking for Comfort Chapter 8

Today's high school students know a lot. John Qiao has little contact with them due to environmental reasons, but Samuel He has been "matched" for many years.

He and Victor Louwere often together, and were often surrounded by girls. At first, they thought these girls were coming to confess their love, but later...

After seeing the mysterious group names of "He Gong Lou Shou", "Lou Gong He Shou", and "He Lou Mutual Attack", Samuel He suddenly realized the truth.

There are no confessions, but there are a lot of matchmakers.

The "well-informed" Samuel He didn't take it seriously and explained to John Qiao: "Gay means two boys are in love. Don't worry, we are just classmates, we won't do it."

It would be better for John Qiao not to listen to his explanation!

"Why would they think that?" John Qiao asked him awkwardly.

Samuel He raised his head, glanced at him and said, "Maybe it's because you're good-looking."

John Qiao: "???"

Samuel He pointed at himself again and added, "You know, I'm also very good-looking."

John Qiao's face darkened: "Sorry, I don't know that."

Samuel He smiled and said, "That's right, I can't call this good-looking, I should call it handsome."

John Qiao had never seen such a shameless person: "Not handsome!"

Samuel He: "Is that handsome?"

John Qiao: "Not handsome!"

"cool?"

"Not cool!"

Samuel He changed his mind: "So in your heart, I am very beautiful?"

John Qiao: ...

"Um..." a timid female voice sounded, and the two girls who had slipped away before came back again, their cheeks flushed, their eyes shining like little suns, "Although I really don't want to disturb you, but do you have a note for leave?"

The two originally ran away excitedly, but then they remembered their jobs and had to come back. They never expected to hear such an explosive conversation!

Although John Qiao didn't know much, when he saw their expressions and thought about his and Samuel He's childish words, for a moment... he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Samuel He smiled at the two girls and said, "Look at his ankle, it's so swollen, how could he not have a sick note?"

As he spoke, he also held John Qiao's calf.

Two girls: "!!!"

John Qiao felt that something was wrong. The two girls had completely forgotten about their work, and their minds were filled with the screams of groundhogs.

In the end, of course, I didn't check the leave application. The two girls kindly reminded me, "There are cameras in the classroom, so be careful."

John Qiao didn't react.

Samuel He thanked them, and the two girls left excitedly with red faces.

John Qiao understood it belatedly, and he roared in his heart: What shameful things must he and Samuel He be doing that they need to be careful of the cameras!

He looked at Samuel He: "You really did everything you could to avoid losing points."

John Qiao had a leave note, but Samuel He certainly didn't. If he really checked, he would be deducted points.

Samuel He said: "It is better not to buckle it if possible."

John Qiao: "Is innocence less important than academic credits?"

Samuel He is right: "The clear ones are clear, and the turbid ones are turbid. In other words, a rotten person sees a gay person as gay. I am not gay at all."

It even rhymes!

John Qiao finally understood that the way to deal with this guy was to shut up. If he tried to reason with him, he would only be led out of the galaxy by his twisted logic!

In fact, he couldn't keep his mouth shut. Samuel He's words broke his silence: "Come to think of it, you're not gay, are you?"

John Qiao wanted to die: "I don't!"

"Hmm." Samuel He said, "Then let's continue with the previous topic. In your heart, am I actually pretty?"

John Qiao really wanted to kick him away with his crippled foot: "Get lost!"

Samuel He's eyes were full of smiles. He thought this kid was really interesting. After chatting with him, all his fatigue from staying up late was swept away.

The gay thing was over. After applying the medicine, Samuel He said, "You are indeed a bit more powerful than this morning."

John Qiao said: "I won't go back in the morning. I will ask for leave and go back to the dormitory to rest after the physical education class in the afternoon."

Samuel He glanced at him and said, "You should go to the hospital then."

John Qiao said nothing.

Samuel He paused, then suddenly stood up and moved their desks back.

Their table was at the back row, with the space behind it empty, so moving back wouldn't hinder anyone.

John Qiao didn't know what he was doing: "What?"

Samuel He said: "Take care of good students who love to study."

John Qiao was confused. What was going on?

Samuel He turned around and went out, and came back with a bench after a while.

Normally, students sit on chairs that come with their desks, but the one Samuel He found was a narrow, low stool.

He placed the stool in front of the desk and said to John Qiao, "Put your feet over here."

John Qiao understood now. He stretched his feet over and placed them on the stool. Samuel He looked up at him: "How high is it?"

Even though he hated this bad-mouthed bad student, John Qiao was still full of enthusiasm at this moment: "Just right."

Samuel He said: "That's it, it should be more comfortable."

It is indeed much more comfortable. Without the inverted control, the pressure on the ankles is much less.

John Qiao was a man who clearly distinguished between gratitude and resentment, and he thought Samuel He was a pretty good person.

At this time, Samuel He took out a pile of books from his desk and said, "Get up."

John Qiao didn't think too much about it, and stood up with the help of the desk: "The height is fine, no need to pad it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that Samuel He had placed the book on the chair he was sitting on.

John Qiao had a bad feeling in his heart...

Samuel He pushed him back to the seat covered with books and said with a smile, "This way you don't have to worry about being blocked by others when sitting in the last row."

As he said this, he sat down next to him and looked at him with his chin propped up: "You are really short. You have to use six books to barely look at me at eye level."

John Qiao: ...

Taking back what I said before, Samuel He will never be equated with "very good person" in this life!

Later, John Qiao certainly didn't use books as a cushion to attend class. He almost threw the six books at Samuel He's head!

In the third class, John Qiao ignored Samuel He the entire class.

Samuel He buried his head in the book, and it was unclear whether he was sleeping or dozing off.

Anyway, John Qiao didn't believe that he was listening to the class.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, John Qiao was confronted with a rather difficult question.

He had been sitting all morning, and although he tried his best to avoid drinking water, his metabolism would not stop...he needed to go to the bathroom!

The next class was physics. John Qiao couldn't keep up with the lessons to begin with, and if he continued to listen, his mind would probably be in a mess.

This important issue must be resolved.

Seeing that Samuel He was motionless, John Qiao thought he was asleep.

He didn't want to alarm the guy and just wanted to go to the bathroom by himself.

Unexpectedly, when he struggled to stand up by supporting his desk, Dylan Song at the table in front of him shouted, "John Qiao, where are you going? Watch your feet!"

John Qiao: ...

After hearing the loud shout, the man who was buried in the book raised his head sleepily.

"Have you had lunch?" Samuel He asked.

John Qiao's mouth twitched: "There is still one class."

Samuel He yawned: "Where are you going?"

John Qiao had no choice but to confess: "Go to the toilet."

"Oh," Samuel He said, "I'll take you there."

John Qiao really didn't want to trouble him, but Samuel He was awake, so it was difficult to refuse.

John Qiao could only accept it and pray that this guy wouldn't do anything weird.

Class 1's classroom was a bit far from the toilet, spanning five classes. Their limping walk attracted a lot of attention.

Samuel He saw that John Qiao was walking on tiptoe with difficulty, and asked, "Shall I carry you?"

There were groups of people, and John Qiao still had the nerve to say, "No need!"

Samuel He didn't say anything else, but he felt that the little arm was too thin and didn't look like that of a 16 or 17-year-old high school student at all.

How did this child live his previous life? What kind of mistreatment did he suffer to cause such slow development?

After finally moving to the toilet, John Qiao was exhausted.

Samuel He said very naturally: "Hold on to the wall, I'll take off your pants for you."

John Qiao immediately said: "No, I'll do it myself!"

Samuel He asked, "How do you come here by yourself?"

John Qiao said: "I can do it with just one hand!"

Samuel He glanced at him and said, "Why are you so nervous? We are all men, so I can't take advantage of you."

John Qiao had never been to a public toilet before, and he couldn't get used to the urinals that flushed like this. He made up an excuse: "What's wrong with being a man? Can't we still be gay?"

Samuel He said quietly, "I'm not going to mess with you."

John Qiao was speechless for a moment.

"Okay, be quiet, or I'll hurt you later..."

"No..."

Bang! Someone couldn't stand it anymore.

The toilet door opened, and Victor, with his hands in his trouser pockets and a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the two men with dead eyes.

"Old He," Victor Loublew out a smoke ring and said, "Is this why you rejected the school beauty's confession?"