Luo Shuling's Whisper

Just like yesterday, time at school seemed to fly by in the blink of an eye, passing with unusual swiftness.

It felt as if he had merely blinked carelessly before the chime of the school bell echoed leisurely, signaling the end of another day of classes.

After packing up his bag, Shen Yue turned slightly toward Gu Luo beside her and asked softly,

"Gu Luo, are you heading to the Public Service Club today?"

"Or are you thinking of joining another club?"

"I’ve already picked my second club," Gu Luo replied after a moment of thought.

"Actually, I joined the Music Club back in middle school, but due to some special circumstances, I never really participated much. So after thinking it over, I decided to rejoin."

He wasn’t lying.

"Oh... I see."

Shen Yue nodded gently, not dwelling on it, and a warm smile appeared on her face.

"Well, if you run into any issues in the club, you can ask Luo Shuning for help. If you feel awkward bringing it up directly, just let me know, and I’ll pass it along for you."

"Got it."

Gu Luo smiled in response, silently resolving to find the right moment to come clean to Shen Yue about his relationship with the Luo sisters.

Keeping her in the dark like this was starting to weigh on his conscience.

Though they had only known each other for two days, Shen Yue had undoubtedly become his closest friend at this school.

Currently, his only one.

And honestly, she had been incredibly considerate toward him.

Shen Yue then suggested, "Let’s go to the field first to submit the club application forms."

"No rush. I’d like to visit the Music Club in person before making my final decision."

Gu Luo was inwardly conflicted. He had come to realize that once you told one lie, you ended up tangled in a web of deception, forced to spin countless more to cover your tracks.

If he went to the field now, he’d definitely run into Qu Meimei—and then everything would unravel.

Sigh… This is why you should never lie unless absolutely necessary.

As this thought crossed his mind, he couldn’t help but recall how he was also hiding the truth about Luo Shuhe.

Great, now my headache’s getting worse.

Just as Gu Luo finished packing his bag, a strikingly familiar figure suddenly appeared at the classroom door.

It was the short-haired version of Luo Shuning—Luo Shuling.

"It’s Shuling!"

Feng Youqing was the first to react, quickly standing up with an enthusiastic smile as she hurried toward Luo Shuling.

"Shuling, I’ve got snacks here!"

"Xiao Ling, wanna go karaoke this weekend?"

"......"

In an instant, nearly all the girls near the door greeted Luo Shuling with affectionate enthusiasm.

Luo Shuling responded with a confident smile, effortlessly engaging with each of them.

She gave everyone her full attention, ensuring no one felt left out.

Gu Luo could only stare in disbelief.

Shuling is this popular?

And more importantly, why is she here all of a sudden?

Noticing the odd expression on her deskmate’s face, Shen Yue leaned in and whispered, "Gu Luo, the girl at the door is Luo Shuling—Luo Shuning’s triplet sister. She’s super popular at school."

"Oh, and she’s also the head of the Public Service Club. That makes her your club president."

"I see..." Gu Luo nodded, forcing composure.

For now, he had no choice but to keep pretending he didn’t know Luo Shuling.

He subtly turned his face away, hoping to avoid catching her attention.

But Luo Shuling’s gaze was like a precision radar—it had already locked onto him.

A mischievous grin curled at the corner of her lips before she strode over with light, lively steps, heading straight for Gu Luo.

"President, what brings you here?"

Situ Wenyao asked curiously as she passed by.

Luo Shuling smiled, her clear voice ringing through the classroom.

"I’m here to meet our Public Service Club’s newest member!"

"Huh? Other than me..." Situ Wenyao blinked in confusion before suddenly realizing.

The only person in their class who hadn’t settled on a club yet was his best friend!

At this revelation, he spun around, eyes gleaming with excitement.

As expected of my best friend!

Now, all eyes were on Gu Luo.

No one had expected him to join the Public Service Club.

This club was notorious for being demanding—its members were always on the front lines during events, often sacrificing weekends for volunteer work.

But precisely because of that, they were well-liked by everyone.

Gu Luo’s lips twitched slightly.

At least I warned Shuling in advance to keep our relationship under wraps.

Otherwise, given her straightforward personality, she would’ve shown up to meet him right after school on the first day.

Then the questions would start—how they knew each other, why they had different last names...

And before long...

He’d become public enemy number one among the male student body, instantly infamous.

After all, living under the same roof as a trio of beautiful triplets was the stuff of most guys’ wildest dreams.

By now, Luo Shuling and Situ Wenyao had reached him.

Situ Wenyao grinned and spoke first.

"Best friend, I never expected you to join the Public Service Club too! Now the two most handsome guys in Class 8 can go to club activities together."

Then, Luo Shuling narrowed her eyes playfully.

"Gu Luo, hello! I’m Luo Shuling, your club president."

"Let’s work hard together, okay?"

She even gave a cheeky little fist pump.

"Sure..." Gu Luo’s smile was strained, his cheek twitching involuntarily.

Just then, Situ Wenyao seemed to realize something and tilted his head.

"President, when I joined the club, you didn’t come to welcome me like this."

"Actually, I don’t think anyone else got this kind of treatment."

"Ahaha!" Luo Shuling scratched her short hair breezily and declared loudly,

"That’s because Gu Luo’s the best-looking, of course!"

Gu Luo wanted to bury his face in his hands.

This is so embarrassing...

But the other students didn’t bat an eye at Luo Shuling’s explanation.

First, it was an undeniable fact that Gu Luo was objectively good-looking.

Second, everyone knew Luo Shuling was just the type to speak her mind without filter.

Situ Wenyao, however, froze on the spot, his heart pounding.

He couldn’t help but imagine himself in Gu Luo’s shoes.

This… this is amazing…

This move is flawless.

First, an NPC (Situ Wenyao himself) sets up the question, then the president casually affirms Gu Luo’s looks in front of everyone.

Who the NPC is doesn’t matter.

Gu Luo didn’t even have to lift a finger, yet he effortlessly pulled off a masterful flex.

Damn it.

My best friend’s already this far ahead on the path of coolness?

Had I unknowingly become a pawn in his grand scheme of showing off?

When did he even set this up?

Absolutely terrifying.

Truly worthy of being called the Patriarch of Flexing—what a legend.

Situ Wenyao's mind raced with wild interpretations, each thought more exhilarating than the last. The deeper he immersed himself, the more thrilling it felt.

He couldn’t snap out of it.

Only after a sudden physical shudder did he gradually come back to his senses.

Hah...

So satisfying.

For some reason, Gu Luo felt an inexplicable urge to punch Situ Wenyao right then and there.

His fists clenched.

They clenched without reason.

"Um, Minister, I still need to visit the Music Department later. Can we postpone the Public Service Department visit until tomorrow?" Gu Luo asked, suppressing his awkwardness and frustration.

"Of course! See you tomorrow then!" Luo Shuling nodded cheerfully. Then, under the watchful eyes of the entire class, she leaned in close to Gu Luo’s ear and whispered something.

She even gave him a playful wink afterward.

Instantly, the classroom buzzed with hushed chatter.

Everyone knew Luo Shuling was outgoing and warm, but she usually kept a certain distance from boys.

Let alone making such an intimate gesture in public.

Feeling the warm breath against his ear, Gu Luo stiffened slightly at first, but after hearing her words, he nodded seriously.

This only fueled everyone’s curiosity—what on earth had Luo Shuling said to him?

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