Can't Wait to Drive You Crazy

"Ah, damn."

"It's not a big deal."

"Your sister got bullied, and you’re calling me now—what’s the difference?"

"Do you know where that lawyer lives?"

"Do you have a photo of him?"

"What does he look like?"

"Tell me."

"I’ll go wash his mouth out for him."

"Teach him how to speak like a human."

Lin Yu said this in as light a tone as he could manage.

On the other end of the phone, the voice remained low and unenthused:

"I don’t know where he lives, and I don’t have a photo either."

"He came to our place once and left without leaving anything behind."

"Fine then."

Lin Yu sighed slightly and added,

"If he bothers you again next time, take a photo of him and send it to me. I’ll handle the rest."

"Mhm."

Xia Yueshan responded with a quiet, unhappy hum.

Lin Yu knew exactly why Xia Yueshan was upset.

But there was nothing he could do—he couldn’t just go back to spending every day glued to Xia Muzhu and him.

Qing Mo alone was already enough of a headache. If Xia Muzhu got involved too, things would get even messier.

Thinking of this, Lin Yu suddenly remembered Tang Manman and felt a pang of emotion.

Huh.

Now that he thought about it, ever since he rejected her that one time, she hadn’t shown up around him again.

She really was the easiest to deal with.

So well-behaved.

After reminding Xia Yueshan a few more times to listen to his sister, Lin Yu hung up.

Once the call ended, Lin Yu decided to tackle his weekend homework. As he turned to grab his backpack, his gaze swept past the bright window.

He instinctively squinted—the light outside was unusually harsh.

Though it was as glaring as summer sunlight, the two were completely different.

Summer light was vibrant and scorching, the kind you’d instinctively avoid.

But this light, while bright, felt gentle.

As if it was simply shining, with no ulterior intensity.

Curious, Lin Yu turned to look outside.

His vision was met with pure white—the streets, the trees, even the tops of pedestrians’ heads were blanketed in thick snow.

And outside, snowflakes continued to fall in droves, showing no sign of stopping.

"Holy crap!"

Lin Yu blurted out in surprise.

It was snowing.

It was actually snowing.

What season was it again?

Then it hit him—snow meant the New Year wasn’t far off.

He checked his phone and realized it was already December.

This year’s Lunar New Year was early, just about a month and a half away.

Counting the days, Lin Yu was stunned to realize he’d been in this world for over four months.

In another few weeks, school would be on winter break.

Damn.

Time really flew.

Admiring the untouched snow outside, Lin Yu abandoned his homework plans.

Who does homework on a snow day?

Snow days were for going out and playing…

But before his excitement could fully take hold, it was doused like a bucket of cold water.

Lin Yu suddenly realized—he had no one to play with.

Before he crossed over, every snowfall meant snowball fights, building snowmen, or wandering aimlessly for miles until they were too cold to keep going.

By the time they got home, everyone’s noses would be red, faces numb from the cold.

Then they’d jokingly blame each other for walking so far, laughing as they parted ways.

The nostalgia made Lin Yu feel emptier than ever.

Especially when he thought about New Year’s Eve.

The idea of spending it alone left a bitter taste in his mouth.

Damn.

He’d never spent a New Year alone before.

Letting out a quiet sigh, Lin Yu decided to go out anyway.

Snow days weren’t meant for staying indoors.

A lamb stew place sounded perfect.

A warm bowl of mutton soup—his personal tradition for snowy days.

Standing up, Lin Yu threw on his white winter coat, grabbed his phone and headphones, and headed for the door.

Just as he was about to leave, his phone buzzed violently.

Glancing at the screen, he rolled his eyes at the unfamiliar number.

He didn’t even need to think—this was definitely the third female lead calling.

This girl was beyond annoying.

Ever since that incident half a month ago, she’d latched onto him like some vengeful ghost.

On school days, she’d wait at the gate just to get yelled at before leaving—like some twisted daily check-in.

On weekends, she’d spam his phone with calls.

She never said anything when he answered, and after hanging up, she’d just call again from another number.

Blocking her was useless—there were too many numbers.

The only way to make her stop was to curse her out.

Otherwise, she’d keep calling for hours.

Absolute psycho.

Seriously, what did she even do all day?

Was she really that free?

Calling nonstop for hours?

Staring at the incoming call screen, Lin Yu felt a rare urge to mess with her.

He was in a decent mood today—might as well give her something to be happy about too.

With that thought, he answered and spoke softly into the phone:

"Hello?"

"You there?"

After a second or two, a cold voice replied curtly from the other end:

"I’m here."

Hearing Qing Mo’s icy tone, Lin Yu’s irritation flared.

Seriously?

She’s the one harassing him, yet she acts like he’s the nuisance?

Grinding his teeth, Lin Yu’s playful malice grew stronger.

Kicking off his shoes, he slipped back into his slippers and walked to the window.

Watching the snow outside, he asked:

"Is it snowing where you are?"

"The snow here’s really coming down."

"Tsk tsk."

"Being home alone is so boring."

"Would be nice to have a dog around."

"Taking it for a walk in this weather sounds like a great way to kill time."

"Speaking of which, what do you need when walking a dog again?"

Lin Yu answered his own question leisurely:

"Oh! Right!"

"You need a leash to keep it from running off."

"Especially the collar around its neck—gotta tighten it just enough so it takes effort to breathe."

"If that's the case, if the dog dares to misbehave, just give the leash a little tug, and it’ll settle down quickly."

"And we should put on a muzzle..."

"No."

"It's a muzzle, to keep it from biting or barking."

"Hmm..."

"What else was needed again?"

Listening to the increasingly heavy breathing from the other end of the phone, Lin Yu grinned silently and said softly:

"Hmm..."

"Seems like nothing else is needed."

"Ah well."

"What a shame."

"I’ve got all these things at home, but no dog to walk."

"Pity."

"No dog to walk~"

Lin Yu shook his head, clicking his tongue.

"Where are you right now?"

Hearing Qing Mo’s anxious question, Lin Yu couldn’t help but marvel at how hopeless this guy was—while also feeling just a tiny bit of satisfaction.

Damn bastard.

Not feeling cold anymore?

Can’t keep up the act?

Steadying his emotions, Lin Yu replied airily:

"Me?"

"I’m currently at..."

Cutting off mid-sentence, he quickly hung up and set his phone to silent.

Watching as another call came through almost immediately, Lin Yu flashed a wide grin, baring his teeth.

Damn bastard.

Serves you right for pissing me off every day.

Suffer a little!

Tucking his phone into his pocket, Lin Yu cheerfully headed downstairs for some lamb hotpot...

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