Chapter 117 115. Conditions Met
As expected!
The affection level had already reached 99!
An Han lowered his head, struggling with all his strength to support Su Peng’s heavy body, while cursing furiously in his heart.
Why the hell did I suddenly rush over?
I clearly just wanted to run along with everyone else.
Logically speaking, mixed in among more than a dozen people accompanying the run, acting perfectly normal, there was no way Su Peng’s affection toward me should increase, right?
But when Su Peng was about to fall, for some reason his heart clenched, and without thinking, he rushed forward.
Was he afraid Su Peng would get injured and be unable to participate in the afternoon competition?
In fact, the moment he stepped forward, he regretted it…
At this moment, a not-so-familiar classmate stepped up and supported the other side of Su Peng, easing An Han’s burden quite a bit.
All he wanted now was to leave. Without caring what Su Peng might think, he turned his head and called out, “Junjie, Long Xing! Someone come help carry him.”
Long Xing hurried over, freeing An Han, and said excitedly, “Su Peng, you’re seriously amazing! If you trained for long-distance running for a while, you definitely wouldn’t be worse than those PE students.”
“Heh… heh heh…” Su Peng, whose body had been aching and weak, suddenly felt strength return.
Long Xing looked at An Han, who had moved aside, with some surprise. “Xiao Han, he doesn’t seem that heavy.”
“…”
An Han turned his head away with a dark expression. That bastard Su Peng was definitely doing it on purpose just now!
Or maybe the initial leg weakness and fall were real, but staying limp and leaning on him afterward—that was pure acting!
Even though he was furious, he still reminded Long Xing, “Brother Long, take him to drink some glucose.”
“I know! I’ve got warm water over there.”
The very last bit of affection…
An Han followed far behind Su Peng. He had already decided to give up the competition, just as the system required.
He had clearly been very careful, but being too cold would make Su Peng sense something was wrong. He could only maintain a state of interacting with Su Peng without any close contact, yet the affection level still kept rising inexplicably.
Back then, even an increase of twenty affection points had given him headaches for days, and he had only completed it thanks to the chest-binding task.
Now he couldn’t even stop it from rising…
“This has to be the system messing with me again! That damn system is threatening me—if I don’t do the task, it’ll raise Su Peng’s affection to a hundred!”
【Option One: Do not participate in the sports meet. Reward: Advanced Mind-Reading Skill】
After checking his task again, An Han’s expression grew even more lifeless.
There were only a few hours left before the competition, but Su Peng’s affection toward him was about to exceed a hundred…
During the leg-binding race, the two of them would have to be in close contact. Who knew—no, definitely—Su Peng’s affection would reach one hundred.
If he could, An Han wanted to turn around right now, get on a high-speed train home, never return to this school, and never run into Su Peng again.
But as long as there was social interaction, the system would probably cultivate another man with over a hundred affection points toward him.
Dragging his heavy body, An Han arrived under the shade of the trees where his class was gathered. He stood silently at a distance, watching Su Peng being surrounded by people who fussed over him.
Some of the lovestruck girls in the class were especially attentive. Lin Yi clearly already had a boyfriend, yet she was still running back and forth taking care of Su Peng.
“I wonder if her boyfriend would get jealous seeing this.”
An Han muttered under his breath, shifting his gaze to An Kexin, who, like him, was watching from afar due to her introverted personality.
No, wait! How is she like me at all?!
I’m jealous that Su Peng has girls who like him, not like An Kexin, who just wants to rush over and replace those fangirls!
After drinking glucose water and eating some bread to replenish his energy, Su Peng wiped the sweat from his neck and face with a towel. Only then did he have time to look around. After a moment, he spotted An Han under the trees, looking at him with what seemed like “concern.”
An Han’s gaze even seemed a bit jealous?
Su Peng stood up. “Alright, alright, everyone disperse. There are other events to watch.”
After saying that, without caring whether the crowd really dispersed, he squeezed out of the group and walked steadily toward An Han.
An Han’s face darkened. He turned his back and hurriedly tried to leave.
“Hey! Don’t be mad!”
Su Peng quickly jogged after him, but An Han also sped up, sprinting out of the track field like it was a hundred-meter dash.
Now there was nothing he could do. Having just exhausted himself running three thousand meters, he had almost no stamina left and couldn’t possibly chase him.
“Damn, An Han seems angry…” Su Peng felt a bit guilty.
An Han had kindly supported him, yet he had taken advantage of him… though it wasn’t exactly taking advantage. It was just that being immersed in the softness of An Han’s body and the scent he gave off had made his already weak legs even weaker.
He walked out of the track field as well, looking left and right for An Han.
Finally, he spotted that slender, graceful figure.
Su Peng quickly headed toward the small garden between the dormitory building and the track, arriving in front of An Han.
He was about to say something when An Han suddenly looked up at him, his gaze extremely complicated.
Distance and closeness—those two opposing emotions were both reflected in An Han’s eyes.
“Um, I…”
Su Peng scratched his head awkwardly. “I was wrong. I really was wrong.”
“I really almost fell then, and later… uh.”
Seeing An Han turn his head away, unwilling to hear his explanation, he paused and stopped trying to defend himself.
He looked at An Han’s profile, not knowing what to say.
“I’m not participating in the afternoon competition.”
“Why?”
He almost asked instinctively.
These past two days, An Han had clearly taken the afternoon competition very seriously. Why would he suddenly refuse to take part now?
“There’s no reason.”
An Han didn’t want Su Peng’s affection for him to reach one hundred. The more he imagined the unknown possibilities, the more terrified he became.
He might as well honestly complete the system task.
At least the bizarre rewards from the system tasks were predictable. Items with side effects could be chosen not to be used. The tasks might cause social death, but being liked and confessed to by a man was probably even more terrifying than social death.
Besides, the consequences of affection reaching one hundred weren’t just being confessed to.
It might even affect his sexual orientation, making him genuinely fall in love with Su Peng…
At that point, it would turn into a boys’ love story, okay?!
He had compromised. He was tired. Let it all burn.
“Well…” Su Peng looked at him blankly, watching him bite his lower lip, his expression gloomy and fragile, like a little cat hiding in a corner during a storm, seeking shelter.
“How about thinking it over again?”
If your affection toward me dropped by two points, then maybe I could consider it.
An Han said nothing more, afraid that if he talked to Su Peng any longer, the affection would break into triple digits. He stood up and left again.
This time, he didn’t act intimate at all. He kept more than half a meter away from Su Peng, their conversation held no ambiguity, and they didn’t even catch each other’s hormonal scent.
Perfect! Time to run!
Watching his retreating figure, that fragile body hiding secrets, as if bearing some heavy burden, Su Peng felt a string in his heart being tugged, a fierce desire to protect igniting like flames.
“An Han!” he impulsively called out to him.
“What do you want?”
“No matter what you do or what you want to do, I’ll support you! So…”
An Han turned back angrily and cut him off. “Are you sick—”
【Su Peng’s affection toward you +1】
“—or what?”
【Congratulations, affection level achieved. Conditions met…】
An Han didn’t continue reading the system notification. He lowered his head, his gaze landing on a brick on the ground.
Right now, all he wanted was to smash Su Peng’s head with it!
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