Chapter Ch27 - A Fatherly Love As Steady As A Mountain

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Gu Kaifeng sent Lin Feiran a picture of the four kittens. Their fur looked clean and fluffy, and was likely blown-dry with a hair dryer. They were kept in a large cardboard box, in the corner of which was a round object that looked like a hand warmer wrapped inside a gym tank top. One curious kitten had placed a small paw on it.

Gu Kaifeng sent another message, “The cats are very lively, don’t worry okay?”

Lin Feiran took advantage of the teacher turning her back to write on the blackboard and moved his mobile phone behind the tall stack of books on his desk. He composed the message, “Where’d the cardboard box come from?”

Gu Kaifeng replied, “When I got back, the dorm supervisor was inspecting our room. He gave it to me.”

Lin Feiran was slightly surprised. “He didn’t confiscate the cats?”

Gu Kaifeng sent a self-satisfied emoji and said: “I took the initiative to hand them over. After turning them in, I gave Uncle a bunch of precautions: I said these kittens were just twenty days old; they had to drink a powdered milk formula specific for kittens; that they must be fed by syringe; that they must be fed every few hours; and that careful attention had to be paid to make sure they are kept warm. If not done properly, they would probably make a ruckus at night. I wasn’t even done speaking and Uncle was already apprehensive. When I assured him again that they would definitely be sent off this weekend, he gave the cats back to me.”

Lin Feiran imagined Gu Kaifeng looking like a nagging granny and felt the urge to laugh. He asked, “Uncle deducted points from the room, right?”

In their school, each dorm room began the semester with ten points. Points would be deducted for a dirty or untidy space, use of prohibited electrical appliances, secretly keeping pets, and the like. If the dorm room had zero points left before the end of the semester, then the students living in that room would be responsible for cleaning the dormitory’s hallways for one month.

Gu Kaifeng answered, “Uncle wanted to deduct points. However, I informed him that I am not doing this for my amusement but to save four lives, and deducting points would be like encouraging students to disregard those in need. Uncle got fed up with my prattling and didn’t deduct points.”

Lin Feiran recalled Gu Kaifeng’s roguishly handsome expression when speaking nonsense to others, and his heart felt inexplicably itchy.

At this time, Gu Kaifeng sent over another message, “But you accumulated a lot of unwashed underwear and socks. Uncle saw them and deducted one point.”

Lin Feiran’s face instantly flushed with embarrassment. “I only accumulated two or three pairs each, not an awful lot ah. I was planning on washing them tonight.”

This Young Master Lin was accustomed to being fed when he opened his mouth and dressed when he held out his hands. It had not even been two months since he began to live at this boarding school and he still had some habits that needed to be fixed. When it came to doing chores, he had the tendency to be a little lazy. He felt shamed to death from Gu Kaifeng speaking so openly about it.

As he was blushing, Gu Kaifeng sent the message, “Don’t worry. I’ve already washed them for you.”

Gu Kaifeng washed my underwear?! There was a rumbling in Lin Feiran’s head and he exploded on the spot. He almost jumped out of his chair. As he was trying to reply, his Yin-Yang eyes unexpectedly started to act up. A sinister cold air emanated suddenly from right in front of him. Lin Feiran was caught off-guard when a deathly pale half-face filled his vision out of nowhere — it was unknown how long the school founder with half a head had been standing next to Lin Feiran. He had stuck the remainder of his head in the gap between Lin Feiran and his mobile phone, the extent of his hatred of iron for not becoming steel fully written on his half-face. Because this action required him to tilt his head, sticky brain matter and blood leaked uncontrollably from the bisection of his head and dripped onto Lin Feiran’s mobile phone screen, Chinese literature and language textbook, and arm…

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