Picking Up Stars

Picking Up Stars

Chapter 12 - Chapter 12

Greetings from a top student.

Qin Fang replied with an emoji of someone kneeling and smiling: obedient.jpg

Popular slackers always receive lots of concern from friends in various departments and majors before finals. After that, Qin Fang received many more study guides. Hua Tong, as a top student admitted with high scores, didn't forget his buddy when reviewing for general courses and had to summarize the key points for him.

There were also Qin Fang's classmates in his own major who didn't neglect him and delivered ready-made key points to his dorm.  

Qin Fang's bed was by the door. When someone knocked, he opened it with one hand. Someone passed in a packet of microeconomics materials: "Fang-ge, here are the key topics to memorize."

Qin Fang took it and said with a smile, "Thanks bro."

"Don't mention it." The other guy lifted his chin in acknowledgment and closed the door to deliver the next packet.

Shen Dengke asked Chen Ke, "How come we don't get this treatment?"

Chen Ke thought for a moment and said, "Maybe because you're not handsome enough."

Shen Dengke immediately raised an eyebrow, "You didn't get any either?"

Chen Ke shrugged, "I didn't say I was handsome enough either. We're in the same boat, let's summarize and memorize on our own."

Qin Fang overheard and laughed, saying to them, "Maybe your class isn't united enough."

One reason his classmates generously shared study materials with Qin Fang was that their major was indeed close-knit and everyone got along well. Another reason was that Qin Fang didn't compete with them for scholarships. He just needed to pass, with no higher ambitions. Qin Fang never even submitted his extracurricular points to compete with other students.

Qin Fang was still a top candidate who scored above the first-tier university cutoff. He was smart. With study guides in hand, he wouldn't fail.

There was another advantage for Qin Fang. Many of their international program courses were fully in English, including the exams, but the questions were very simple. Qin Fang's English was good, so those exams were very easy for him to pass.

Their class committee secretary privately messaged Qin Fang on WeChat: Do you still need any study materials? Which subjects are you missing?

Qin Fang replied: I have them all, thanks.

The secretary was a cute petite girl who was always enthusiastic: Great, just let me know if you need anything.  

Qin Fang responded: Okay, thanks.

He replied quite distantly and politely, not daring to say much more. The girl had always been quite warm to him. Whether it was just her caring nature or some other thoughts, she definitely wasn't Qin Fang's type. If he wasn't interested, it was best not to chat much to avoid misunderstandings.

A few exams were already over, with only the last three major courses left. After that, the holiday would officially begin. Hua Tong had already booked his ticket to visit his grandmother and asked Qin Fang, "Are you coming with me?"

Qin Fang took a bite of food and shook his head, "I'm not going."

"Alright, don't go then," Hua Tong thought for a moment and said, "The scenery is nice, but it's boring to stay too long."  

After a while, he asked Qin Fang again, "So where are you going this year?"

"I don't know," Qin Fang said. "I don't have any plans yet."

"Going to Tibet?" Hua Tong's order hadn't arrived yet. He casually scrolled through WeChat Moments. "I see Xiao Dong is looking for travel buddies on WeChat. Why don't you go travel around Tibet with him? Just don't know if you get bad altitude sickness."

"I'm not going." Qin Fang shook his head and laughed, "Travel buddies? More like hookup buddies. Don't be so naive, Tong."  

"Going all the way to Tibet just to hook up?" Hua Tong laughed in disbelief. "Why not just hook up at a bar? It's thousands of kilometers, what's the point, is the air better there?"

Qin Fang looked at him like he was an idiot, "Going to Tibet and hooking up aren't mutually exclusive."

"Ah," Hua Tong nodded, "I get it, a little fun on the side during the trip, right?"

Qin Fang didn't want to discuss such brainless things with him anymore and lowered his head to eat, not saying anything else.

On the day of the last exam, Qin Fang packed two sets of clothes and went home. Dong Yin's belly was already very big. She had to support her waist when walking. Jian Mingtao was too busy with work and was rarely home from morning to night.  

Jian Muyang had to go to cram school during the day, so Qin Fang would drive to drop him off, then go out for a spin himself, picking him up when the time was up. If Qin Fang didn't go out, it would just be him and Dong Yin left in the small building, which was unbearable.

While out driving, Qin Fang saw a big motorcycle parked on the roadside. He took a picture and sent it to Xing Yan.  

Xing Yan: ?

Qin Fang sent him a voice message: "Haha, isn't this the same as your profile picture?"

Xing Yan replied: It's different

Qin Fang was used to his short responses and didn't mind at all. He chatted about himself, "When do you finish your exams?"

Xing Yan: The day after tomorrow  

Qin Fang asked: When are you going home then?  

Xing Yan: Why?

Qin Fang asked: Want to grab a meal before you leave?

Actually, Qin Fang was too embarrassed to say that he also wanted to play a match with Xing Yan. The last match was really exciting and fun. They hadn't made plans to play again after that because of exam prep.

Xing Yan also sent a voice message: "I'll call you after my exams are done."

Qin Fang replied with a smile: Okay.

On the afternoon when Xing Yan finished his exams, Qin Fang first dropped Jian Muyang back home, telling him he wouldn't be back for dinner. Jian Muyang nodded, "Okay, you go ahead."

Qin Fang patted his head, "No need to wait for me at night either, go to bed early."  

Jian Muyang nodded again, "Okay."

"Why are you so obedient today," Qin Fang flicked his forehead, "Go on."

Jian Muyang got out of the car, turned to say bye to him. Qin Fang waved, watched him go inside, then turned the car around and left.

When Qin Fang went to meet Xing Yan, he brought his racket. Xing Yan saw it but didn't ask much. Qin Fang smiled and asked, "Want to play a match after we eat?"  

"Mm," Xing Yan nodded.

In order to play, neither of them ate much, just a few bites before stopping. Eating too much made it uncomfortable to exercise. Qin Fang had planned to play today and specially packed clothes in his bag. Before playing, he went to change into a white tennis outfit that made his skin look very dark. But the shorts only reached above his knees, exposing his calves and knees, making his legs look even longer.

When playing, his knees were slightly bent, and the muscles of his thighs and calves would tense, looking very powerful, the lines also extremely perfect. When his arm swung the racket forcefully, his forearm revealed the vigor and definition of youth, every part exuding the strong hormonal aura of a young man.  

Sexy and unaware.

The tennis court echoed with the "pong pong" sound of the tennis ball hitting the racket and the court, like a drumbeat, and also like the pulse and heartbeat of a man during exercise.

Xing Yan raised his arm and wiped the sweat with his sleeve, looking at Qin Fang, "Another round?"

Qin Fang leaned on his leg, panting, and looked up at him with a smile, "...Come on."

As soon as he said that, Xing Yan didn't give him a chance to rest. With a "bang", he served the ball directly.

"Damn." Qin Fang cursed with a laugh, not having time to catch the ball.

Playing ball with Xing Yan was too exciting, enough to be satisfying. His chest even felt a bit swollen, satisfied and refreshed. Later, Qin Fang threw down his racket and lifted the hem of his shirt to wipe the sweat off his chin, "Break time."

"Not playing anymore?" Xing Yan stood on the other side of the net and asked him.

Qin Fang shook his head, "No more."

Xing Yan exhaled. His hair was already soaked with sweat, and his clothes were sticking to his body. As he walked, he lifted his arms and pulled his shirt off from behind his shoulders. Qin Fang sat on the ground looking at him, still laughing, "Too sexy, Yan-ge. If there were an audience, you could debut just with this one move."

Xing Yan walked over, casually wiping his neck and hair with his shirt, holding the shirt in his hand, leaving only gray sweatpants on his body.

Qin Fang looked up at him and finally asked, "How are you so white?"

Xing Yan was also slightly panting. He took a deep breath to adjust, then said, "It's in my genes."

"I rarely see a man as white as you," Qin Fang continued, "Being so white makes you look even more cool."

Xing Yan raised an eyebrow at his words.

Qin Fang then corrected himself, "No, that's not it. You're cool to begin with, it has nothing to do with your skin."

Xing Yan didn't want to talk with him about being cool or white. He went over to get him a bottle of water and tossed it over. Qin Fang raised his hand to catch it.

It was the end of the semester. Those who had finished their exams had gone home, and those who hadn't finished their exams weren't in the mood to come to the gym. The entire gym was almost empty. There were people playing basketball before, but they had all left by now.

The two of them were in no hurry to leave either. One was leaning against the table, and the other was sitting on the floor.

Qin Fang asked Xing Yan, "When are you leaving?"

Xing Yan said, "The day after tomorrow, I guess."

Qin Fang asked again, "Is anyone going with you?"

Xing Yan nodded and made an "mm" sound.

"Someone from school?" Qin Fang raised his eyebrows. "A classmate?"

Xing Yan had both hands propped behind him on the table, looking at Qin Fang. Then he suddenly chuckled and said, "...Zhou Siming."

"..." This was the first time they had mentioned this name. They had never brought it up before. But now that they were so close, it wasn't awkward anymore. It even felt funny.

Qin Fang did indeed laugh, "Sorry for asking."

"I kicked him last time," Qin Fang had been curious about this before, but he hadn't dared to ask. Now he asked, "I kicked him again. Do you know about this?"

Xing Yan said indifferently, "I know."

Qin Fang wiped his chin with the back of his hand, "Does he know that we are now... friends?"

Qin Fang paused before saying the word "friends", and laughed after saying it, his face turning red. Xing Yan had no expression on his face and shrugged, "It doesn't matter."

Xing Yan was still shirtless, with a strip of his waist exposed above the waistband of his pants. He was quite thin, but didn't look frail. His abs were quite visible. His arms were propped against the table, with two hollows on his shoulders.

Chatting, talking about whatever came to mind.

Qin Fang suddenly asked, "Yan-ge, do you have a girlfriend?"

Xing Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Qin Fang said, "You're quite handsome."

Xing Yan didn't answer, but asked in return, "Do you?"

Qin Fang shook his head, "Nope."

Xing Yan spread his hands, "So? You're quite handsome too."

The conversation had reached Qin Fang's blind spot. He also knew that he was quite handsome, but he really wasn't sure why he had never had a girlfriend. Maybe his standards were too high. Qin Fang chuckled, "I'll just stay single then."

Qin Fang had originally planned to take a shower before leaving. He had specifically brought clothes with him this time. But the shower didn't happen. The short-sleeved shirt he had worn was taken by Xing Yan.

Xing Yan had already taken off his previous shirt to wipe his sweat, so he couldn't put it back on. He directly put on Qin Fang's short-sleeved shirt. The two were about the same height, so Qin Fang's clothes fit Xing Yan perfectly.

With no shirt left, Qin Fang was too lazy to change his pants. He'd just stay dirty and deal with it when he got back.


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