After the two of them finished fighting, they leisurely returned from the convenience store just before class. Before even entering the classroom, they heard a girl inside crying bitterly.

"My cup..."

"My book..."

"..."

(Note: The translation is enclosed in quotation marks ("") for clarity, but when translating novel paragraphs without dialogue, quotation marks should not be included in the final result.)

Cheng Yuanli paused for a moment, something flickered in his eyes, and he abruptly stopped in his tracks. He lowered his head and furrowed his brows slightly.

The residual ozone came to a halt, and he casually glanced at Cheng Yuanli. Tilting his head towards the classroom, he said, "Go apologize."

"... " Cheng Yuanli remained silent, staring at him with an uncertain expression."

"Not going?"

"......"

With disdain, Yu Yang glanced at him and walked straight into the classroom.

He walked up to the girl, lowered his head and looked at her, saying expressionlessly, "I'm sorry for what I've done."

The girl slowly lifted her head, raising her tear-streaked face, and glared at him fiercely.

Yuyang remained silent, locking eyes with her.

The air was filled with the scent of fireworks, making it difficult to breathe.

*Translator's Note: The paragraph provided is an onomatopoeic sound effect commonly used in Chinese novels, indicating a sharp, snapping sound.*

"Pa—!"

*Translator's Note: In English, the onomatopoeic sound "pa" is used to mimic the sound of something snapping or breaking.*

A gust of wind brushed past his ear, followed by a resounding slap that landed squarely on his right cheek, stinging like fire.

Cheng Yuanli, who was outside the classroom, widened his eyes and felt a thump in his heart upon hearing this slap.

Damn, that girl...

Exhausted...

Based on the fighting experience in the previous few chapters, Cheng Yuanli could sense that Yu Yang's strength was extraordinary. Even a tough man like him would cry out in pain. If it were a delicate girl with fair skin...

Clearly, he is not the only one who thinks this way.

"Pepsi..." The group of girls beside her rushed forward, fearing that the residual influence would turn around and bully her again.

Liu Pei took quick, unsteady breaths as she anxiously stared at the remaining oxygen. She had acted impulsively earlier; if the man towering over her now turned against her, she would...

Yuyang took in a sharp breath of cold air, and a group of people held their breaths in unison.

He stared motionless at the girl in front of him, his gaze showing no sign of turbulence.

In the end, he smiled at Liu Pei, let out a sigh, and turned around to leave.

Liu Pei breathed a sigh of relief as she watched him walk away. However, her fright had not completely subsided. Her legs continued to tremble uncontrollably, and she remained slumped in the chair, completely drained of energy.

She tightly grabbed the hand of the girl next to her.

"I was so scared..."

"Scared to death..."

...

Many stalls mysteriously appeared in front of the university gate.

There were vendors selling grilled skewers, vendors selling drinks, vendors selling books, and vendors selling small animals.

According to the stall owner, they used to sell things in a nearby elementary school, but recently the urban management has been cracking down, so they had to temporarily avoid that location.

Cheng Yuanli looked thoughtfully at the chubby hamster on the small stall and asked, "How much is one of them?"

"Fifteen for white, twenty for colored."

Cheng Yuanli squatted down and pulled out a white one. There was a black stripe on the back of the white hamster, as if it had been inked, it was truly beautiful.

"Is this considered white or red?" He looked up and questioned the stall owner with a puzzled expression.

"Hehe... Does it have a pattern? It's a floral one," the stall owner said with a grin, rubbing his hands together.

Sorry, but I need more context or specific content to accurately translate a Chinese novel paragraph.

Unscrupulous business.

I won't buy it anymore!

Cheng Yuanli patted his butt and prepared to leave.

"I'll buy this one." The residual fragrance of success handed over two ten-dollar bills from behind. Under Cheng Yuanli's incredulous gaze, they happily picked up the white hamster, revealing a triumphant smile.

"Do you want it?" Yu Yang extended his index finger and gently stroked the soft fur of the small hamster.

Cheng Yuanli's face remained expressionless as he said, "What do you think?"

"Why didn't you buy it?"

"I don't have much money, only brought fifteen."

"Do you not buy anything white?"

"Just set your sights on this one, and you snatched it away."

"Take it if you want." Yuyang handed over the small item.

Cheng Yuanli looked at him, not seeming to be joking. He lightly chuckled and without any hesitation, took it from him, saying, "Thank you."

At ten o'clock in the evening, Cheng Yuanli finally left the internet cafe, carrying a bag as he leisurely walked towards home.

The little one fell asleep.

He felt the warm touch in his hand, a sense of belonging washed over his heart.

He lifted his head and saw two people seemingly arguing under a street lamp in the distance. Facing away from him was a figure with graceful curves, who was engaged in a heated dispute with the man in front of her.

He had good eyesight, standing still thirty meters away, looking unknowingly at his mother arguing with a man.

The woman spoke with great agitation, and slapped the man's face heavily.

The man, confused by the sudden attack, cursed obscenely and forcefully grabbed the woman's hand, passionately kissing her with intensity.

"Fuck! Screw you, you damn immortal!" Cheng Yuanli leaped forward in a single bound, swinging his backpack and ruthlessly smashing it onto the man's head. "You son of a bitch, you beastly scum!"

The man shielded the backpack, turned around, and glared at him fiercely.

Cheng, Cheng Yuanli!" His mother was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly rushed forward to pull him.

That piece of crap, messing with my mom!" He punched the man right in the eye socket, leaving behind a bruise.

The man snorted coldly, lifted his leg, and kicked Cheng Yuanli in the stomach.

A wave of the smell of blood surged up the throat.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, wiped the corners of his mouth, and stared at the man with deep resentment.

Fuck, who the hell is this!

Where did this stinky fish and rotten shrimp come from?!