In the second week of the new school year, which was also the midpoint of the military training, news had already spread throughout A University about an incredibly handsome freshman in the computer science department.

This new student was not only handsome, but also tall. No one knew what he ate growing up, but as a freshman his height was already close to two meters. Even in the computer science department, which was almost entirely male, he stood out like a crane among chickens, making the boys around him seem like underdeveloped chicks in comparison. Anyone who caught a glimpse of him would immediately be drawn to him.

Of course, what earned him the most points was this student's physique.

In September, the sun was scorching and the heat of late summer still lingered. Even though the female students were very reluctant to expose their arms under the blazing sun, in order to prevent students from getting heatstroke, the instructors discussed and decided to let the students take off their military training jackets, leaving only a white undershirt.

Summer clothes are very thin, and an undershirt can't really hide anything.

So, after taking off the jacket, this student's physique was naturally on full display.

In this era where looks matter, there is nothing that beauty can't solve.

—If there is, then add an irresistible physique.

In a collection of candid military training photos circulating on A University's internal forum, the black-haired, black-eyed boy had an indifferent expression, squinting slightly under the scorching noon sun, his long eyelashes clearly visible.

Looking further down, his figure was just the right kind of slender, with broad shoulders and long legs. Through the thin undershirt, the contours of his upper body muscles could be vaguely seen. His waist was very narrow, and even though the lower half of his body was wearing military training pants that had no shape to speak of and would even make a person's legs look short, they couldn't hide that pair of long legs at all!

Because it was a student forum that required an A University student ID number to register and comment, the traffic on A University's forum was not high. Sometimes you could see posts on the first page with the latest reply from the previous day. But as soon as this post came out, it quickly received dozens of replies in just half a day.

Most of the earliest replies were from infatuated admirers:

1L [Your Beloved Little Fool]: Holy shit! Which department is that freshman in the second to last photo from?! He's way too handsome!

2L [Meow Meow Meow]: +1 to the question above, ahhhh please point the way, even if I can't hit on him it would be nice just to take a look!

3L [Black Box]: The guy is so tall! And handsome! His boyfriend vibes are off the charts, his girlfriend must have saved the galaxy in her previous life!

4L [Did You Go Bald Today]: Shut up above, don't randomly raise flags! The guy must still be single! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

5L [Three Thousand Crows]: A real-life pheromone diffuser has appeared O.O

......

Of course, there were also some wonderfully off-topic comments mixed in.

36L [I'm Straight!]: Am I the only one wondering why his face is still so white after four or five days of training, while the students next to him have all turned into black monkeys?!

37L [Does Doing This Make You Happy]: You're not alone above lol2333 I also wanted to ask why his eyelashes are so long, as a girl I'm jealous to the point of deformity, I must be a fake girl...

......

Everyone chatted excitedly for a while before someone in the know finally dug up information on this student.

69L [A-Dou]: Decoded, this guy is in Computer Science Class 5, his name is Han Xuan, and apparently he had very good entrance exam scores... So this is a guy with looks, height, and grades? Oh my!

70L [A Little Rascal]: Wow this name is so dreamy too! Is this fake, how can there be someone so perfect in 3D!

71L [Melon Peels Never Stop As Long As Life Goes On]: emmm according to the unnamed conservation law derived from the well-known but unspecified research institute, for a tall, handsome guy with good grades like this, he's usually either already taken or, well, he swings the other way...

72L [Puffed Up Like a Blowfish]: Throw the one above out! Toss them in the trash! Don't come back!

73L [Sitting and Eating Melon]: ...What do I do, I actually feel like 71L has a point!

74L [Puffed Up Like a Blowfish]: Then you can get thrown out together with them!

......

The students acted swiftly. On the afternoon of the day this freshman's information was dug up, there were already people—almost all female—who had made their way over to where Computer Science Class 5 was training.

A group of people stood under the shade of a tree not far from the formation.

Girl 1: "Oh my god! He looks even more handsome in person than in the photos!"

Girl 2: "His muscles are so beautiful and firm... I really want to touch them..."

He Yan, expressionlessly guarding the drinks on the side: ...

It's really putting me in a difficult position for you to lust after my boyfriend right in front of me like this.

Just as He Yan was trying to calm himself, his roommate who was squatting beside him playing with his phone tugged on his pant leg. "Hey, let me tell you something."

He Yan glanced down at him, every cell in his body exuding a refusal to squat on the ground in such an undignified manner with this person. "What? Stand up and talk."

The roommate had no choice but to stand up. He held up his phone close to He Yan's ear and whispered, "That freshman, the one with the same last name as you, you know him right, take a look at this post..."

With that, he brought the phone in front of He Yan's face, and a screen full of green instantly filled his vision.

...This was the unique green background color of their school forum. It was very distinctive. He Yan had only visited it once but remembered it firmly, unable to forget it ever since.

He Yan scanned the post his roommate had opened, which was basically filled with infatuated admirers shouting his boyfriend's name.

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The roommate wanted to put his hand on He Yan's shoulder, sourly sighing, "Girls these days, they're all so not—" Restrained!

Halfway through extending his hand, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, as if he had been targeted by some large ferocious beast. His movement instantly froze in place, his words stuck in his throat, and his hand slowly retracted.

He steadied himself and turned to look. Perhaps by coincidence, the freshman who had just been mentioned shifted his gaze in this direction. A pair of pitch-black eyes, coupled with that expressionless face that didn't have a single drop of sweat even under the blazing sun, somehow felt indescribably eerie.

But to be precise, the freshman wasn't looking at him, but at the person beside him.

He Yan seemed to sense something and looked up, meeting the freshman's gaze.

In that instant, he wasn't sure if it was his illusion, but the eyes of that freshman seemed to brighten.

His roommate's voice carried an inexplicable weakness: "...You two know each other?"

How come he suddenly felt the atmosphere was a bit strange...

Speaking of which, this freshman's behavior was very odd. Instead of looking at the soft and cute girls beside him, why was he staring at the two of them, both men?

He Yan shifted his gaze away, indifferently uttering an "Mm."

His roommate suddenly realized: "I knew you wouldn't be so enthusiastic to come deliver drinks with me. Turns out you have an acquaintance!"

Then he asked without skipping a beat: "Oh, you have the same last name, relatives? Looks like your relative's family has good genes, you're a bit taller than him."

"..." He Yan simply wanted to sew this mouth shut. He coldly said: "No."

His roommate coughed and said guiltily: "...Haha...what a coincidence then."

Did I just casually say that freshman was short?

Height was a sore spot for many people. What if he angered Han Ziyu!

...He swore he really didn't mean to mock Han Ziyu just now!

As they spoke, training had reached the mid-break time. Seeing this, his roommate also shifted his attention away from him and waved at the group of tanned freshmen - although there was a pale and tall traitor mixed in: "Come get your drinks!"

The sun during military training this year was really too strong. Even high-strength waterproof sunscreen couldn't save the freshmen's darkening complexions. How pitiful.

He was gloating...no no, he was deeply distressed, he thought!

The group of people surged towards him like a bunch of little black loaches. As they took the drinks from his hands, they thanked him with a smile: "Thanks senior."

His roommate grinned: "No problem, there's extra. I'll save a bottle for your instructor later."

As he spoke, his eyes searched through the crowd, as if looking for someone.

Where was that guy called Han Xuan? He clearly saw him walking this way just now.

When his gaze shifted to the shade of a tree not far to the right, he found his target.

That very tall freshman had his back to him, standing under the tree shade with his head lowered, seeming to be saying something to Han Ziyu. From his angle, he couldn't see the freshman's expression, only seeing that Han Ziyu's expression didn't seem very happy. Then he handed the drink in his hand to that freshman.

Wait, when did that guy Han Ziyu slip away? And took a bottle of drink too?

He Yan shoved the drink bottle in his hand against the rock-hard abs of the man in front of him and rolled his eyes at him: "You really are idle enough."

With so many official duties in the Court of Ghost Prison, instead of handling them, he ran here to attract bees and butterflies. If hell had a reporting system, with Xuan Qi's work attitude, he would have been fired a hundred times over!

The man reached out to hold his hand, pinched it a couple times, then took the drink, casually unscrewed it and brought it to his lips: "Wanted to accompany you to class."

He Yan took the drink and took a sip, "But we're not in the same grade, our classes don't overlap."

The drink he grabbed was lime flavored. It tasted a bit sour, not good.

The man thought for a bit: "No problem, I can skip class."

He Yan: "..."

To be able to say skipping class so righteously, how puzzling.

Seeing him not speak, the man softly added: "I also want to be in the same grade as you, but that would require modifying the memories of too many people over too large a scope. The Court of Ghost Prison has rules. As the department head, I can't break the rules."

Although the man said this in a tone that ordinary people would find calm and undisturbed, He Yan keenly detected a hint of not-so-obvious grievance in his words.

"Forget it," he handed the drink back to the man as if resigned to his fate. "Let's do military training first, we'll talk in a few days."

The man "Mm"-ed and bent down to touch his cool forehead to his, quietly saying: "I'll listen to you in everything."

Not far away, his roommate who had been stealing glances at the two of them: "...!"

When that freshman lowered his head just now, for a moment he thought this person was going to kiss He Yan...good thing he only touched foreheads!

No, wait!

This kind of intimate forehead-touching...seems to not quite fit pure brotherly affection either?

In this instant, he seemed to vaguely understand the reason why Han Ziyu hadn't had a girlfriend for so long...