AHDIBCB Chapter 12

Yuan Yi nodded. “Hello, Senior He.”

Pan Yuechen’s email had included introductions of several people, and He Yanwu was among them. Yuan Yi just hadn’t expected this person to be so tall, exuding a faint sense of pressure. This made him more cautious.

Since coming here, he had encountered plenty of tall Alphas, but only Zhou Tandai had ever given him a similar feeling. But Zhou Tandai was someone who commanded troops—it made sense for him to have such an imposing presence. Yet this man in front of him… According to Pan Yuechen’s introduction, wasn’t he doing environmental research on Aysdia Star?

“Junior Yuan, are you heading to the library?” He Yanwu asked.

“Mm. Is Senior He going as well?”

Yuan Yi noticed that He Yanwu was also carrying a bag, though it didn’t seem to contain books—it looked more like sports equipment.

Seeing the curiosity in Yuan Yi’s eyes, He Yanwu gestured toward a building behind him. “There’s a boxing gym over there. Just warming up a bit. Li Heng used to come here often too. I heard from Principal Li that you’re considering transferring to the Medical Academy?”

“I do have that plan.”

Yuan Yi subtly took half a step back. Although they had barely spoken, he had already noticed something—this man answered while instinctively leading with new questions. People like this tended to be proactive and naturally assumed a dominant role in conversations. And such people often had a stronger desire for control.

A person with such a strong sense of control and an equally powerful presence—he inexplicably didn’t seem like an ordinary environmental researcher.

He Yanwu didn’t miss Yuan Yi’s subtle movement but pretended not to notice. Instead, he reached out and asked, “Need me to carry your bag?”

Yuan Yi declined. The two walked side by side toward the library, maintaining about an arm’s length of distance between them. Along the way, other pedestrians occasionally cast glances at them, whispering among themselves. Some of the remarks weren’t particularly pleasant.

He Yanwu asked, “They’re saying those things about you, but you don’t seem angry at all?”

Yuan Yi replied, “If they want to waste their lives gossiping, that’s their problem, not mine. Why should I be angry?”

With that, he stepped through the library’s automatic doors as they slid open. His back was straight, his expression calm—he truly didn’t seem to care. A university student not yet twenty years old, pregnant, and without an Alpha by his side—yet he possessed such composure. That was rather unexpected.

He Yanwu watched Yuan Yi’s back for a moment before following at a measured pace.

Yuan Yi added Pan Yuechen on his communicator, and with a quick inquiry, he learned which floor and table number Pan Yuechen was at. When he reached the upper floor, Pan Yuechen spotted him immediately and waved enthusiastically. “Junior Yuan, over here, over here!”

This clueless guy—he had just said that getting close to Yuan Yi would make him the new center of gossip, yet here he was loudly calling out to him.

Yue Zhen was speechless. He sighed while waving a hand.

Yuan Yi walked over, but before he could reach them, Pan Yuechen suddenly shot up from his seat with a loud whoosh, moving so abruptly that he nearly knocked over his chair. The person beside him also stood up.

What was going on?

Yuan Yi slowed his steps and turned his head, thinking perhaps a university leader had arrived. But instead, He Yanwu asked, “Why did you stop?”

Yuan Yi saw him looking down at him from his taller height, hands tucked into his pockets, as if waiting patiently. So he resumed walking.

Pan Yuechen’s gaze followed the two of them closely. The moment He Yanwu sat down across from him, Pan Yuechen addressed him with the same tone one would use when greeting a department chairman. “Senior Yanwu, hello.”

Yue Zhen was slightly better—not as nervous but still respectful. “Senior Yanwu, long time no see.”

He Yanwu sat down on the couch in a relaxed manner and asked, “You don’t have classes this afternoon?”

Yue Zhen and Pan Yuechen were a little confused. If they dared to be in the library at this time, of course, it meant they had no classes. Who would skip? Jihua University’s Medical Academy had strict regulations—skipping classes resulted in credit deductions. Anyone who had taken classes here would know that.

Yue Zhen was, after all, quicker on the uptake than Pan Yuechen. He replied, “We have class, but there’s no rush for now. We’ll go when our friend calls us.”

Whether this “friend” was actually a newly set alarm or an AI assistant lying for them depended on He Yanwu’s reaction.

He Yanwu said, “If you have things to do, go ahead. There’s no need for all three of us to be here. When I’m not around, you can come back and teach him.”

Yue Zhen: Got it!

He quickly pretended to check his messages and seized the chance to set an alarm.

Less than a minute later, his communicator rang furiously. Yue Zhen made a show of glancing at it before grabbing Pan Yuechen and packing up. “We’re off—Old Song is calling us. Junior Yuan, you go ahead and learn from Senior He. When he’s busy, you can find us.”

Yuan Yi nodded. “Alright, take care, seniors.”

He had seen plenty of tricks like this at school—one glance was enough to see through their terrible acting. But there was no need to expose them. He didn’t think it was necessary to waste multiple people’s time; a brief introduction was enough for now.

Once the two had left, he sat down across from He Yanwu, took out his notebook, and asked, “I heard from Senior Pan that you do environmental research on an alien planet. Does that field also require studying at the Medical Academy?”

He Yanwu said, “Not necessary. I just chose to study it for a year out of interest. Show me your questions.”

Studied for only a year and dared to teach him?! That was way too bold!

Yuan Yi was skeptical. But considering Pan and Yue’s attitudes, he decided to observe a little longer.

To avoid wasting time, he had already organized his questions in advance. They were written in the notebook he used for studying, filled with notes from his daily lessons, professional coursework, and even hand-drawn anatomical diagrams.

In fact, he had considered simply sending his questions to Principal Li’s email. But, first, the principal was undoubtedly busy. Second, he had another consideration.

He suspected that Professor Jian encouraged him to go out not just to make more friends but also to ensure that his studies weren’t happening in complete isolation. If he stayed home and studied alone, no one would know what he had been learning. If he suddenly aced his transfer exams, the discrepancy might raise suspicions.

However, if he was active on campus, engaging with the Medical Academy and discussing academic topics, it would be a different story. At the very least, people would see that his interest wasn’t a spur-of-the-moment decision.

He Yanwu flipped through Yuan Yi’s notebook, suppressing his surprise. “You learned all this by yourself?”

Yuan Yi replied, “Not all of it. Some came from public lectures I watched online, where teachers explained concepts. I also picked up a lot from good medical documentaries—they’ve been quite insightful. Senior He, do you have more free time lately?”

He wasn’t sure why someone already working would suddenly return to campus. And He Yanwu didn’t seem like someone involved in education.

He Yanwu simply said, “Pen.”

Yuan Yi handed it over. He watched as He Yanwu wrote down the answers directly in his notebook, even sketching two diagrams. The explanations were clear and well-structured, making them easy to understand.

However, the drawing skills… well, they were on par with his own past life’s attempts. The handwriting, though, was impeccable—bold and forceful, with strokes like iron and silver hooks, every line carrying an energy as if it could slice through the air.

He Yanwu capped the pen. “With how well you’ve studied, why didn’t you apply to the Medical Academy in the first place?”

Yuan Yi replied, “Is it possible that I liked both fields and simply chose one of them?”

He Yanwu said, “Like choosing the 470 score option when you could’ve scored 670?”

Yuan Yi: “…Senior He, was your elective course on how to stab people in the heart?”

He Yanwu glanced up at Yuan Yi’s expression and saw him squint slightly. He nodded. “If that course had existed, I definitely would’ve taken it. Alright, see if there’s anything else you don’t understand or want to ask. I’ll be on campus for about a month for some business. You can come to me with any questions during this time.”

Yuan Yi said, “I want to know if I can sit in on Medical Academy lectures with the current students.”

If he kept focusing only on past material, he’d fall behind on new content. It was better to sit in on lectures now—learn what he could alongside them. Eventually, he’d catch up, maybe even surpass them.

He Yanwu said, “You can audit classes. But can your body handle it?”

He tapped his pen against Yuan Yi’s abdomen.

Yuan Yi said, “I’ll give it a try first. If my stamina really can’t keep up, I’ll figure out another way.”

No matter what, he was determined to study. But that didn’t mean he’d neglect the child.

He Yanwu understood. He lightly tapped his communicator. “Add me. If you have any questions, message me anytime.”

Yuan Yi bumped his own communicator against He Yanwu’s, confirming the connection.

As soon as He Yanwu approved the request, a private message popped up on his screen. No name, just four words—“What’s going on?”

Below it was a photo—one taken just moments ago while he was writing answers for Yuan Yi. He was focused on writing, while Yuan Yi sat beside him, head slightly tilted, watching attentively. Judging by the angle, the photo was taken from the northwest side of the library. But when He Yanwu glanced over now, there was no one in that spot. 

He opened the campus forum. Sure enough, someone had already uploaded the image. People had been taking photos ever since Yuan Yi walked in—it was just that the photographer had already left.

The post title wasn’t malicious—just a few words: “Wow, eye candy!”

Students clicked in out of curiosity, only to find a whole collection of crystal-clear photos of him and Yuan Yi studying together in the library. As a result, when students clicked in, they saw him and Yuan Yi in the library. And it wasn’t just one photo—they were taken very clearly.

At first, some passersby who didn’t understand were simply puzzled—why was Yuan Yi, an art student, with a medical student? And wasn’t one of them already graduated? Could the rumor about switching majors be true?

But by the twenty-seventh floor, the tone of the discussion shifted dramatically.

Wearing out iron shoes in a fruitless search: Marrying well really makes a difference—he has access to all kinds of resources.

Fortune that comes flying 188: I heard he’s transferring from the Academy of Fine Arts to the Medical School. That really takes a lot of courage!

Little Bookmark: I really admire these senior students from the Medical School. Aren’t they afraid of the smell on Yuan Yi?

Peace009: Ahhh! I’m so envious I could die!

Leading star glows with splendor: What are you jealous of, upstairs? Jealous that he’s mentally ill? How could he even get in? He’ll probably get slapped in the face by reality soon enough.

Planet K: If he can successfully transfer majors on his own merit, I’ll livestream myself eating shit. Does he really think the whole world is full of idiots?

Loves Konjac Noodles: But Senior Yanwu is teaching him! He’s an outstanding alumnus whose name is on Ji Hua’s honor wall. So doesn’t that mean Yuan Yi might actually succeed in transferring?

Glory and Ordinary: Impossible. This isn’t high school. Freshman year is almost over—if he wants to transfer to the Medical School, he’d have to cheat. I demand public supervision of all future exams to ensure fairness.

Green Star Ring: Seconded…

I can’t love you enough: Thirded…

Yuan Yi had another question to ask He Yanwu, but he suddenly noticed the man staring at his communicator with a look of disdain, letting out a cold “heh.”

What did he just see?

At that moment, a student nearby nudged their friend, whispering, “Hey, check the school forum.”

Yuan Yi took a glance and saw that he was trending again. He swiped twice and closed it, not wanting to waste energy on such trivial matters. But when he looked up, he found He Yanwu staring at him.

“Senior He, is something wrong?”

He Yanwu realized that Yuan Yi was genuinely calm. If it were someone else his age, they would probably be either upset or angry. At this stage of life, young people were usually hot-blooded and found it hard to conceal their emotions. Was Yuan Yi this indifferent because he was extremely shrewd, or was he just very calculating?

He Yanwu tapped his pen on the table. “What’s the deal with your pheromones?”

Yuan Yi said, “Probably an issue with my growth environment. Like how some trees can’t survive in the north but thrive in the south. A change in environment, and things improve.”

In other words, the unpleasant pheromones from before were caused by his previous surroundings. But Yuan Yi’s recent change in environment was simply moving from the Zhou family to the Li family—so the problem lay with the Zhou family.

He Yanwu found this junior quite interesting and asked again, “So your academic performance is also an environmental issue?”

Yuan Yi: “Very likely.”

He Yanwu chuckled and said, “Then you’d better study hard.”

Yuan Yi hesitated for a moment. “Senior He, are you afraid I’ll embarrass you?”

He Yanwu replied, “Wrong. I just purely want to see them livestream eating shit.”

Yuan Yi: “……”

 

 

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T/N: Why do I find He Yanwu suspicious? What will be his true identity? Can you guess it?😏