The Fake Son Wants to Live [BL]

Chapter 12 - 12 - Dealing with people

It only took around ten minutes by bus, and  it stopped right before his school.  Jian  who had experienced convenience for the first  time,  was astonished. ’Why did I even bother walking for so long? I was so stupid... to be cheated by this... person.’ He gazed back at Bian with a small smile. ”Thank you, brother, it’s because of you that I’m early.”

Bian’s friend  Nansich  scoffed. ”You’re just being a leech.” He said in a soft tone.

Jian heard it  clearly,  but  he did not react. If it was in the past, he would have felt so awkward and left that spot. But he was a changed man.  Who  cares what these trashy people said? He simply wanted to live his life to its fullest.

Unknown to  him,  he had walked close to the school gate.

He  paused,  peering at the school with nostalgia.  Attending  this school was such a struggle for him. His grandmother and grandfather refused to fund his school  fees,  so  he had to study day and night to afford to get into this high school with a scholarship. If it wasn’t for the scholarship, he would be made a scullery maid by his so-called family.

’I won’t be able to finish my schooling, anyway.’

The alien invasion was in August 2023. He  still had a few  months,  but it was not enough time for him to finish his basic schooling.

He had very limited time. By then he has to escape to his  hellish  home,  earn money and prepare some source of food to survive the catastrophe.

’I... I don’t have time for school...’

As he was looking at the school with a frown, he felt a small tug on his sleeve. ”Brother, what is it?  Do  you feel sick?”

Jian snapped out of his dazed state and peered at him with an unknown look in his eyes. ”I...” he tightly clashes his bag straps.

”We will be late,” being the ’kind’ brother Bian dragged him in.

Jian gazed at the pale hand that held his tanned wrist. His small palm was soft and supple, unlike his  hand,  which was covered in callouses. ’Why didn’t they allow me to work?’

His family was not well off. His  grandfather was a factory worker who damaged his leg and had to retire. His grandmother sold vegetables in the market. They had barely enough money to make ends meet. Even so, they didn’t make him go to work. Only the house works were left to him.

He had thought about this before in his past life.  He  had thought it was his grandmother’s kindness. But no.

It was something else.

There has to be some other reason why they didn’t allow him.

’it’s most likely him.’ He peered at Bian coldly.

But when Bian gazed back, he cast a small smile at him. ”Bian is so sweet... it’s because  of  you that I’m able to go to school.”

Bian chuckled. ”of course, I’ll support your education. Even if our grandmother is  prickly,  ill protect you. I’ll make sure you won’t leave us. Ever.” His eyes shone greedily as he peered at his face.

Jian took a deep breath. ’Ah, this is the look I am so familiar with. I had been so stupid to  think  this was a look of goodwill; no, it was greed. He wanted something from me. But what?’

He felt a chill  on  his forehead. ’My stone? No, what use will it be to  him?’

By the time he realized  it  they were standing in front of the class. Bian immediately let go of his hand and walked in.

Jian stood out  there,  peering at his back. ’What does Bian want it for?’

Thinking  this,  he walked into the classroom and headed to his backbench. His whole table set was set apart for others and as he got close, he could see weird stains on his chair.

The boys close by snickered and murmured amongst themselves.

Bian,  though,  was looking at him with a worried gaze. But he could see the trace of glee in his eyes as he looked his way.

’tsk, he is so troublesome...’ Jian set his school back down and walked over to Bian  who was still  pretending  to give that  pitiful  look. ”brother...” with a  breathy  whimper  he peered down at him. ”my table.. its ruined...” he  lowered  his head with a  soft  pout.

Bian froze. ’isnt  he supposed to just act  strong  why is he whining to me?’ today’s  Jian  was too  different  from the norm. he  would  usually  walk  to school and enter  the school gates late. He would  always  be silent with a sad  smile  on his face. But just this  morning  he saw a  difference. Jian was too...  cheerful,  too  hopeful.

’did  something  happen to cheer him up?’ he thought  back  to the day. But  he couldn’t  think of  anything  that  could  cheer  Jian  up.

”brother... what can I do...  I’m  being bullied,” a  rough  hang  gently  tugged  at  his  sleeves  pulling him out of his dazed state.

Bian gazed up at him. ”my poor  Jian. How  could  they  bully you like  this?  Here. Take my  seat,” he  stood  up,  giving  his own chair to him.

Inside  he was seething. If he acted cold to  him,  Jian  might  lose  that  brotherly  love and maybe leave  their  house  before it was time. He  really  needed this alien’s  blood at the right time. Until  then  he  was  willing to give in.

With a soft  smile,  Jian  reached  for  the chair.  but a loud snicker  stopped  him in his tracks.

”aren’t  you  shamelessly  stealing  your  brother’s  seat,” Nansick  coldly  glared  at him.

”nan don’t be like that,”  Bian  was overjoyed. Of  course,  he didn’t want to sit in that soaked  seat.

Jian pouted slightly, ”but  brother  nan,  my kind  brother  is always stood up to me.  isn’t  it  natural  to feel  protective  of  your  family,” saying so he  seamlessly  sat in his chair.

He  smiled  up at  Bian. ”thank  you... for  fighting  against  the bullies brother,”

Bian froze. ’this is not  how  it was  supposed  to  play out!’