Wearing the same clothing as someone is not scary, but whoever is uglier must be embarrassed.

Like a demonic curse, this famous saying has been lingering in the ears of Tong Yao for more than two months since the start of the stressful second semester of his third year of high school.

It must be hard to believe. But he, an ordinary person, has consecutively worn the same clothing as the Campus Prince Jiang Jinyue for almost three months in a row.

Tell him, who was the embarrassed one?

Tong Yao believed he was the most ordinary person in the world, with a mediocre figure, a standard appearance, average grades, a normal family background……absolutely nothing about him was special.

Usually, when walking on the road, nobody would pay any attention to Tong Yao. 

But recently, he had been frequently mentioned in other people’s conversations. All without exception, they were discussing how he and Jiang Jinyue were wearing the same clothing.

Jiang Jinyue’s original style of dress was not like this. He came from a very wealthy family, and both his parents did business abroad. A nanny picked him up and sent him to school every day by car. The clothes he wore were all high-end brands that Tong Yao had never seen before.

In short, one word to describe Jiang Jinyue was: handsome.

It wasn’t that Jiang Jinyue didn’t look handsome when wearing the same clothes as Tong Yao. Of course he was still handsome, but Tong Yao just couldn’t figure out why Jiang Jinyue’s aesthetic had declined like this.

Why did he start wasting the value of his face?

Lowering his head, Tong Yao walked over to the school amidst everyone’s gazes. At the corner, with a “pa!”, he walked into someone’s sturdy back.

With an “aiyo!”, Tong Yao rubbed his forehead. In front of him were the huge words “Fat Weeb”.

Tong Yao raised his head to take a look. My god, it was Jiang Jinyue ah!

Jiang Jinyue was also looking at him in astonishment. Beside him, a girl with a ponytail was holding a box of heart-shaped chocolates. Looking incomparably embarrassed, her face was flushed red as she stared at Tong Yao, who had suddenly appeared.

Tong Yao knew he had ruined someone’s confession. Quickening his pace, he went upstairs and didn’t even hear Jiang Jinyue ask him, “Are you okay?”.

“Sorry, classmate, I can’t accept this chocolate.” Jiang Jinyue withdrew his gaze, once again restoring the indifference that had hurt this girl before.

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