Be my teenage dream tonight

Author: Wan He Chui Yan

In the third year of my crush, I became Donald's shield.

"Call me honey, and I will give you one hundred thousand."

"Honey!" I shouted.

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"Will you call me that regardless of whether I give you money or not?" Donald was frightened by me and put away his playful smile.

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I fell silent.

1.

Because of this incident, Donald ignored me for a month and even blocked me on WhatsApp.

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I didn't understand what he was mad about.

But I knew I needed money and couldn't sit still. So I could only go to the bar to find him.

Especially when I saw another girl with him, I didn't dare to slack off.

"Donald." Seeing a girl approaching Donald, I hurried over and sat beside him.

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With the collar of his shirt open, he glanced at me, put his arm around my waist, and squinted at the girl beside him, "Aren’t you leaving?"

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The girl looked a little surprised.

Watching the girl go away, I pushed away Donald's hand, which was gradually tightening, wanting to leave, but he grabbed my neck.

"It hurts."

"Gee."

Donald was quite drunk. He glanced at the drinks on the table and looked suddenly interested, and said casually,

"Accompany me to finish these drinks, and I will give you half a million."

I froze.

Donald's tone was contemptuous, but I had long been used to it. I was just a little hesitant.

"Are you drinking it or not?" Donald asked.

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For the sake of money, I blurted out, "Yes!"

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It turned out that five hundred thousand was quite hard to earn. After drinking half of the wine on the table, I got so drunk that I couldn’t see clearly...

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"Damn!"

Donald sneered and said softly, "Isn't it easy to scrape money from me?"

I didn’t say anything.

I frowned and picked up another glass of wine. I tried hard to stay awake and said sweetly, "I just want to make you happy."

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Donald paused slightly with his hand holding the wine glass and glanced at it lightly.

I knew.

Many people flattered him like this. But a smiling face always worked better.

"Donald." I wanted to vomit, but I continued when I thought of half a million, "If I drink all of it, are you going to give me half a million?"

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Donald tossed out a bank card.

I froze.

I asked, "What's the password?"

Donald said, "202244."

I gritted my teeth, raised my hand, and put the bank card into my pocket.

I drank more. When I looked at Donald, I saw two of him. But the more I looked at him, the more I liked him...

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His face was handsome. When I first saw him, I liked it.

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But unfortunately, he was a handsome playboy. Sometimes I didn't even have time to learn his girlfriend's name before he dated a new one.

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3.

He was generous. None of the girls who separated from him would speak ill of him.

But his family finally knew about his flirtatious nature. For this reason, he could only find a shield girl with good character and grades to give his family an explanation.

As the student with the highest GPA grade, I became that shield girl.

At first, I didn't want to agree.

But I had no choice. My family was short of money. Donald gave me a necklace, which cost as much as my four-year living expenses and my grandma’s medical expenses combined...

I choked on the wine, but I didn't dare stop. Otherwise, I would feel uneasy when talking about money.

"You are desperate for money." Donald grabbed my wrist.

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I couldn't help coughing. I felt terrible.

Donald was stunned for two seconds. Then he pulled me into his arms and patted my back lightly.

"Thank… thank you." I was slightly startled. I didn’t dare to get too close to him and sat aside in embarrassment, afraid that my heart would beat too fast and he would notice something wrong with me.

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With his hand hanging in the air, Donald glanced at me, and his expression became colder,

"You’re wearing black-rimmed glasses in the bar. Are you afraid you won't disgrace me?"

I said nothing.

I was stunned for two seconds. I quickly removed my glasses, and my vision was suddenly blurred, but I could still feel Donald's annoyance.

"Don’t… be angry." I cleared my throat, still putting the most important things first, "This final paper, if you don't write it, you won't be able to submit it in time."

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Donald glanced at me, "You are boring. In addition to money, you’re only thinking about the study?"

I was silent.

Donald got up and left.

Sitting on the sofa alone, I put on my glasses at a loss and suddenly felt my stomach churning. I could only run towards the bathroom.

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"Hey, Donald, I didn't expect that there would be girls you can't get."

“Her? Come on. I’m not that desperate."

"Haha…" As soon as Donald finished it, the boy beside him couldn't stop laughing.

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With my hand on the faucet, I vaguely heard their footsteps. I tried to run in a panic, but I bumped into them head-on.

"Oh, isn't she…"

"I… I just came to wash my hands." I was a little at a loss when I met Donald's gaze, so I explained.

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Fortunately, Donald ignored me, walked to the sink, washed his hands, and left.

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Later, I withdrew 500,000. When I heard that my grandma’s condition was stable, I didn’t want to show up in front of Donald every day, so I could concentrate on preparing the final paper.

The preparation lasted a week.

At the door of the printing shop, people started to go home with their suitcases one after another.

"Well, stop looking. We can't go back. The epidemic is too serious." My roommate complained in a muffled voice, "My dad lost his business again."

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I lowered my eyes and said nothing.

My grandma had been seriously ill and lifeless. The family business couldn't continue. My dad had no choice but to flee from debt. I was forced to face this alone...

My wealth was in shambles.

Sometimes, there was no hope in my life at all.

Donald was my only life-saving straw when I was on the verge of breaking down.

"May, after printing the paper, let's go to the basketball court, okay? I heard that there is a competition between two departments."

"Oh?" I glanced at my watch. Thinking that the paper was done, I nodded. But when I got there, I regretted it.

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5.

The basketball court was brightly lit at night.

My roommate insisted I buy two more water bottles so we could wait for some handsome boy to show up and ask him for his phone number.

The fact was that I squatted on edge in a daze the whole time, and she ran away.

White thighs flashed by. I put my hands on my chin in a trance. Donald walked to me with a ball in his hand, showing disdain.

"Hi." I was stunned, unable to dodge in time, and subconsciously stood up.

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"You’re here to see me?" Donald took the bottle of water in my hand.

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"Oh, this bottle of water, I drank..." (from it.)

I blinked my eyes, trying to stop him, but Donald had already drunk a few sips in a row. Water drops fell down his neck and disappeared on his clothes, and the sweat on his Adam's apple was like crystal clear frost.

I pursed my lips, not knowing where to look.

"Damn, are they a couple?"

"How could Donald fall in love with her? It’s ridiculous!"

The complaints continued.

I turned my head to look over. I had already forgotten how I enjoyed the envious eyes of others before I got into college.

Later, I simplified my dress style to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"It’s none of your business!" Donald twisted and broke the water bottle and threw it into the trash can with a flick of the rest.

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Others glanced at me and chose to leave.

Donald folded his arms, squinted at me, and frowned, "I gave you so much money. How did you spend it? Why don't you buy some decent dresses?"

I could see the disgust in Donald's eyes, and I whispered, "I'm used to wearing shirts."

Donald looked at me with a frown. He looked pissed off.

I was stunned.

"What's wrong?" I asked weakly.

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Donald said, "I'm not handsome enough?"

"What's wrong?" I asked weakly.

Donald sounded questioning, and I blurted out, "You’re handsome."

Donald said, "Then why don't you wear a dress?"

I froze.

I didn't understand what Donald was thinking. He was so angry that he snorted and ran away.

Later, after hearing this, my roommate laughed hard, "Oh, he was angry because you didn't treat him as a man."

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"What does that have to do with me wearing a dress?" I was confused.

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My roommate raised her eyebrows, "A girl will doll herself up for the man she likes."

I froze.

My roommate laughed, "Hey, you are just a tool. You’re not taking him seriously, are you?"

I didn't answer and suddenly thought of what Donald had said to his friend. He said that he wasn’t that desperate.

I thought I shouldn't overthink it. He probably just thought my shabby clothes disgraced him. But my money was limited. The dresses were inconvenient and expensive.

Not long, Donald seemed quite intense and sent several dresses to my dorm by express delivery.

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6.

Donald said, “Don't let me see those shirts again. They’re revolting."

I froze.

I felt speechless about Donald. I could accept that he looked down on me. But there was no need to force me to wear dresses.

I said, “Didn’t you say that you just need me to be a shield?”

Donald said, “Are you going to wear them or not?”

Donald's words seemed to be informed rather than asking.

Donald said, “Come with me to the movie theater this weekend.”

"Wow, date." My roommate's eyes lit up.

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"Stop it." I looked at those dresses, a little lost in thought. I was worried that I couldn't control my secret thoughts.

I put on one of the dresses and did not wear black-rimmed glasses very cooperatively. I arrived at the film club on time.

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Before the movie screening, several members distributed refreshments. Looking around, I found that most were young couples, and occasionally there were a few singles.

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I went around in a circle.

I saw Donald at the corner of a building.

Holding a cigarette, he stood under the light and smoked. The smoke covered half of his delicate face, and he looked a little more melancholy.

I had to admit that he looked like someone from an anime, and his jawline was so clear. No wonder he was so attractive.

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"Donald?" I tentatively walked over.

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Donald lowered his eyes, took down the cigarette with a look of indifference, and glanced at me inadvertently. He glanced at me again with some uncertainty,

"Are you May?"

"Yes." I nodded softly. Donald's eyes lit up.

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I felt happy, but I restrained myself and changed the subject in a muffled voice, "Have you finished your paper?"

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Donald's face darkened as soon as I said that, and he frowned, "You're something."

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I said, "If you don't write it soon, then-"

Donald snorted, stubbed out the cigarette, leaned over to look at me, and said with a chuckle, "If you agree to be my girlfriend, I'll take care of it."

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I was stunned.

I didn’t care whether he would write it or not. It was none of my business!

"Hey, I'm talking to you." Donald looked me up and down and raised his eyebrows confidently.

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I clenched my fists tightly and frowned, "Didn't you say that you weren’t that desperate?"

I had thought that Donald would at least react a little when he heard this, saying that he was kidding around. But he looked casual as ever, as if he didn't care at all.

"Oh, I’ve changed my mind. I want you to be my girlfriend now, okay?"

I froze.

I had received love letters and heard boys confessing their love to me, but Donald was the first to ask me to be a girlfriend so bluntly.

His handsome face would make people feel he was overconfident if it weren't for his handsome face.

"The movie will start soon. Go to the movie now." I chose to change the topic and quickly turned around and walked toward the movie club. My heart was beating extremely fast along the way, and I almost couldn't control my restless soul.

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I ran into Donald's friend Shepard, "Hey, did you accept Donald?"

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When Shepard spoke, a playful smile was on his face, "I bet him two bottles of whiskey."

I was stunned for two seconds. I suddenly realized something, and a sense of embarrassment came all over me, even worse than last time.

My hope was suddenly shattered.

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"Are you bored at school due to the pandemic?" I straightened my back and tried to stay calm.

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Shepard shrugged, and probably didn't take this matter to heart, and said casually, "We’re insanely bored. We just want to have some fun."

I was stunned at his response, so I just said, "Oh, Ok. Well, I hope you have a good time."