Immortality

7.

As a person to be made fun of, I could only stay awake all the time.

While watching the movie, Donald sat next to me, leaning lazily on the sofa with a can of Coke in his hand and occasionally eating potato chips.

I could see that he wasn’t interested in the movie or me. He just felt unhappy because he had lost his bet again today.

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Before I met him, I had thought he was cold and arrogant. But after I got to know him, I only thought he was a naughty child.

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Probably he just wanted to turn things around.

After the movie, he took me downstairs to my dorm and asked again, "Are you sure you don’t want to be my girlfriend? If you’re my girlfriend, you can spend as much as you want."

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The cold wind was howling.

I thought I could look friendly at first.

But taking advantage of the dimness of the dormitory building, I turned cold-faced and said lightly, "I only take what I should take. If you have too much money to spend, you can donate it to charity."

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"What?" Donald froze for two seconds, "Are you mocking me?"

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I looked at him and said slowly, "I wouldn’t dare. I’m just reminding you, friendly. If there is nothing else, I should go back. Good night."

I spoke so fast that I didn't give him time to react. I ran back upstairs.

Donald texted, “Did I mess with you?”

I didn't want to talk to him. I just thought he was crazy now.

Donald said, “I’ve transferred ten thousand to your bank account.”

Staring at Donald's transfer, I bit my lips. I wanted to reply to him properly, but I was not in the mood.

He was rich, but I was poor.

For Donald, money was probably just a number.

8.

I didn't sleep well that night. I had to get up the next day to choose the materials for Donald's paper so he wouldn't fail.

"Damn! Donald went fishing?"

"Grilled fish by the river is awesome."

There was a lot of noise outside the door. I walked to the side wearing slippers and saw a wisp of cooking smoke from a distance, and... Donald!?

I was speechless.

When he couldn't go to the bar, he went fishing. He was idle, but he didn't even start writing his paper.

My phone suddenly rang.

As soon as I answered it, Donald laughed, "How about I grill a fish for you?"

I frowned, "There is grilled fish on the third floor of the cafeteria. Why do you have to fish it yourself?"

If the counselor caught him, he would undoubtedly be punished.

Hearing my words, Donald sounded discouraged, "You ignored me last night, and I'm bored. What's wrong with me catching a fish? If you lecture me again, I will catch all the fish, and I won't leave a single one for you."

I fell silent.

I thought Donald was an idiot.

But I knew I couldn't say it to his face, and even the counselors wouldn't dare to do so. If Donald was offended, no one knew what he would do.

I was standing right outside the door of the counselor's office, and the conversation inside literally made me feel speechless.

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The counselor said, "What if you slipped and got drowned?"

Donald refuted, "I can swim."

The counselor said, "Those who drown are those who can swim."

Donald said, "Hey, are you cursing me?"

The counselor froze.

The counselor was out of breath. I tried to knock on the door, but an elegant woman came over in high heels. As soon as the door opened, she went up and grabbed Donald's ear.

"Ah. Mom, Mom!" Donald cried in pain. When he saw me, he immediately frowned, "Mom, don't do that. My girlfriend is still here."

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His mother said, "You’re fooling around all day long. How did I give birth to a bastard like you?"

I was silent.

His mother knew him well.

His mother looked back at me, and I cautiously nodded, "Hello."

His mother said, "Hello there. You're May, right?"

I nodded politely.

His mother said, "I'll give you my WhatsApp later. If he is disobedient, tell me, and I will teach you how to discipline him."

I was stunned.

"What?" Donald looked surprised, trying to break free from his mother's hand, "Mom, what are you doing? It’s so embarrassing."

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9.

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Donald couldn't resist the influence of his mother.

Donald's ear was still red in the study room of the school. He was sitting in front of the computer and reading literature. He looked so obedient. It reminded me of how impressed I had been when I first him.

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"May, the pandemic came suddenly. If you want to eat something specific, just tell me in advance, and I will get it delivered."

"Ah, no, thank you."

"You're welcome. I have something else to do. I have to go. Bye."

I was a little flattered, "Oh, bye."

After Donald’s mother left, I thought Donald would behave. But when I turned around, he was already standing behind me, poking his head to watch his mother leave.

His clear breath lingered.

I was not used to it, and slightly kept a distance from him, "Why don’t you hurry up and write your paper?"

"I'm thirsty. I want some tea before writing it."

I froze.

I pursed my lips and said nothing.

He was always idle when he was supposed to be studying. He would be easily distracted by other things, such as snacks, sports, or a nap.

I frowned and took out my phone, "I've already befriended your mother on WhatsApp."

Donald was stunned for two seconds, "Don't threaten me."

"Are you going to write your paper or not?" I said with a cold face, and I couldn't help but get angry.

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Why did the person I had fallen in love with at first sight turn out to be like this? I wanted to beat him up.

Donald looked at me with a frown, "No. You’re so annoying."

I said, "I just took your money and did my job. I have sorted out the documents for you and printed out the defense form for you. Whether you’re going to write it or not, it's up to you."

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I didn't want to talk nonsense anymore. I just started dealing with my affairs in my seat.

When I looked up again, Donald was gone in about ten minutes.

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10.

"He's an idiot. He pissed me off." I complained angrily in my dorm.

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My roommate laughed, "I should have recorded a video of you talking about him in the past. The contrast between then and now is fascinating."

I took a deep breath and raised my hand slightly, “As they say, never judge a look by its cover. He’s handsome on the outside but foolish on the inside."

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I endured it all the time until I saw Donald offering a lot of money for paper guidance in the school chat group. I contacted him with my secret account.

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But the first thing he said blew me away.

Donald said, “Hey, what format is the literature review in?”

Then he added, “It’s so damn hard.” I felt very speechless. The literature had been sorted out, but he didn't even know the format. He could do nothing.

I said, “You haven’t written the literature view yet. Didn’t your teacher show you?”

Donald said, “Oh, he did. But he’s been quarantined and couldn't catch me.”

I fell silent.

I rubbed my temples and sent the document to Donald. Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, I added, “If you don't know how to write a paper, you should ask the people around you for advice.”

Donald replied, “I'm lazy but silly.”

God! He pissed me off.

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11.

Maybe it was just like what he said, and he was just lazy. But not long after, I saw him groggy in the school cafeteria.

"Hey, why don’t you go ask May? She is so good at professional courses."

"I won't go." Donald frowned with dissatisfaction, "I don't believe I can't write it."

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Shepard said, "Friendly reminder: there are three days left in your mentor's quarantine period, and your first draft has not yet come out."

"Damn!" Donald pursed his lips and angrily leaned back on the chair, "I told you I wouldn't write it myself. If I asked her to teach me now, wouldn't it be embarrassing? I'm so handsome, so I shouldn't be humble to her."

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Shepard fell silent.

A few meters away, I want to laugh. I hadn’t expected that at this time, he still wanted to stay proud. He was weird.

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"Hey, May, there she is!" Shepard muttered suddenly.

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I held my plate, hesitated briefly, and sat at the table next to Donald.

Donald glanced at me and drank some soup. He glanced at me again but just didn't speak, as if he was waiting for me to talk to him first.

"May, well, Donald is not very good at writing the paper. Why don’t you teach him?" Shepard said tentatively.

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Donald was immediately annoyed, "Fuck you! What are you talking about?"

He refused to admit it.

I would have refuted him if it weren't for his money!

"I just finished writing my paper, and I'm waiting for the teacher's comments... See you in study room 201 this afternoon."

I automatically ignored Donald's words and chose to offer him a choice. If he didn't accept it, then he would suffer.

Donald pursed his lips and looked sideways at me.

I lowered my head and drank the soup unhurriedly, pretending not to notice.

12.

At one o’clock in the afternoon, the sun was blazing. I brushed my freshly washed hair, silently looking at the warm sun outside the window.

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I wondered when this epidemic would come to an end...

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"What the hell? May and Donald?"

"Hush."

There were voices at the door.

I was stunned for two seconds and then turned my head subconsciously. Donald had already arrived, and he was sitting beside me. His white shirt was open, and he glanced at me with a bit of carelessness.

"What are you looking at? I'm here to study." Donald took out a pack of cigarettes casually and was about to light a cigarette skillfully.

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I frowned slightly. I didn't have the nerve to complain. I just got up and opened the window, and a gust of wind came oncoming, making my hair a little messy.

When I combed my hair and tied it up, I saw Donald staring at me.

"What are you looking at? I am studying." Embarrassed by his stare, I tied up my hair randomly and sat on a chair.

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The next second, he threw the cigarette pack aside, and suddenly said, "You look good without glasses."

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I paused while tidying up the things on the table, and suddenly understood why some girls liked sweet talk because it felt very good to hear it.

"I don't need to look good."

I didn't look at Donald the whole time, but took his computer and started drafting the document, teaching him how to make the framework of the article.

Donald rested his elbows on the table and looked at me with his chin propped up, "Is there any girl who doesn't want to be pretty?"

I froze.

I held down the mouse, wondering if the wind was blowing too hard, and my heart was beating a little fast. I didn't want to talk, so I just started to explain the paper seriously.

13.

"You understand this theory?" I look sideways at Donald.

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Donald frowned, cleared his throat, got up, and walked out the door, "I'm going to the bathroom."

I was surprised.

I sighed and didn't stop him. But after a few minutes, my phone screen lit up, indicating that there was a new message on my secret account.

Donald said, “Hey, do you understand?”

I replied, “You don't know how to google it?”

Donald said, “Oh, right!”

I felt speechless about Donald’s move. But when he returned, I feigned ignorance.

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I asked, "You understand this?"

Donald said, "Of course."

As expected, a man who googled the answer was quite confident.

I smiled. I hadn't expected him to have a good memory to memorize the theoretical analysis so quickly.

After the preliminary guidance work, he could only do the rest by himself.

I took a rest and looked at him quietly.

"Would you like to take a closer look?" Donald tapped the keyboard, looked sideways inadvertently, met my gaze, and was immediately amused.

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He smiled too brightly.

I was a little embarrassed and looked away, "Focus."

Donald snorted, "Don't fall in love with me. I won't reciprocate."

I froze.

Only a fool would like him.

Maybe it was because of Donald's handsome face. After getting along with him, I felt quite a gap in my heart. He looked like an idiot.

He was stupid, but he was quite charming when he was studying hard.

14.

For two consecutive days, Donald finally speeded up the progress.

He was going to hand in the first draft soon. I could only stay with him in the study room, not so much as accompaniment, but as a supervisor. It happened that only he and I were in the study room, and it was relatively quiet.

My roommate texted me, “Are you coming back to sleep?”

I replied, “Of course.”

My roommate said, “Well, I’ll be waiting for you.”

Reading my roommate’s messages, I couldn't help but smile. When I saw someone calling me, I couldn't help but glance at Donald, who happened to get up and leave. I watched him walking towards the bathroom.

I breathed a sigh of relief and went outside the classroom to answer the phone.

"Hello?"

"May, it's me, Nicolas."

I froze for two seconds, a little surprised, "Nicolas, have you come back from abroad?"

Nicolas was my childhood friend. After he went abroad to study, we met once a year. However, since the epidemic suddenly hit, he has been trapped abroad and has only returned.

Nicolas said, "Yes, I’ve just finished my quarantine period. I heard about your family affairs. I will help you deal with it as soon as possible."

My nose felt sore, and I said in a low voice, "Don't get involved. I've tried to find a solution from a special person before, but it didn't work. The funding gap is too big. Now I can only hide from those debt collectors."

I chatted with Nicolas for a while, and he said he would do his best. I thanked him sincerely, and I couldn't help smiling when he tried to comfort me.

After hanging up, I took a deep breath, turned around, and saw Donald standing not far away.

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"Are you finished?"

The light in the corridor was dim, and only the light at the door was on. I couldn’t see Donald's face.

Donald looked unhappy. He folded his arms arrogantly and didn't answer my question.

Something was wrong.

I stepped forward and found his clothes wet. I couldn't help but ask, "Where did you go?"

Donald glanced at me and asked, "Who were you chatting with so contentedly?"

I said, “A My friend."

Donald said, "What friend?"

I froze.

Donald's tone was hostile. When I thought about the last time I called him husband, he also had the same look. I couldn't help but look at him, "We’re just friends, like you and Shepard."

Donald's eyes widened, "A man?"

"Yes." I nodded.

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Donald pursed his lips, dropped the bag in his hand on the table, and sat down on the chair.

I froze.

I sighed, tried to keep quiet, and didn't provoke him. I glanced at the things in his bag, only to realize that he had gone to buy dinner and fruit for us.