WMSR – QT Chapter 10

 

WMSR – QT Chapter 10

By

siofra

Here is the English translation for Chapter 10:

Chapter 10

However, Song Junchi did not reveal his trace of annoyance. Instead, he feigned nonchalance and said with a smile, “Little Hang is here too. But you’re getting to be such a big kid now—aren’t you ashamed to still be lying across Yichen’s lap every single day?”

Although Song Junchi masked it well, his words naturally carried a heavy load of jealousy. Unable to help himself, Bai Yichen let out a laugh. “What’s wrong? Junchi, are you jealous?”

Caught completely off guard by this remark, Song Junchi’s face instantly flushed crimson, and he stammered out a flustered defense: “Who, who’s jealous?!”

Yet Song Junchi’s retort proved worse than silence. Anyone could see right through his nervous and panicked expression. Bai Yichen smiled amusedly and accommodated him considerately, “Alright, alright, I was just joking, okay?”

It took a long while for Song Junchi to coax the heat down from his cheeks, but his heart was still hammering frantically against his ribs. He couldn’t stop running scenarios through his head: Had Yichen figured something out? Or was he really just joking?

Did Yichen’s words just now mean he found out I like him?

If Yichen found out, how does he feel about it? But what if I ask him and he says he was only kidding? If he figures out my feelings, will he think I’m disgusting? Will we not even be able to remain friends after this? Tangled in these anxious knots of thought, Song Junchi even temporarily forgot to chase away that clingy nuisance still glued to Bai Yichen’s side.

Meanwhile, Su Yuanhang—who had remained quietly nestled beside Bai Yichen the entire time—silently absorbed every subtle shift in expression from everyone in the room. His dark eyes flickered, but he said nothing, only silently reaching out to wrap his arms around that alluring waist sitting within arm’s reach.

With a pair of hands suddenly resting around his waist, it was impossible for Bai Yichen not to notice. He lowered his gaze and locked eyes with Su Yuanhang’s ink-black, crystalline pupils, which were clear enough to act as mirrors. Facing that gaze brimming with utter attachment and an unconscious, pleading coyness, Bai Yichen—who had long grown accustomed to Su Yuanhang hanging off him at all hours over the years—didn’t say anything either. He simply offered a helpless rub of the boy’s hair, tacitly allowing it.

Consequently, when Song Junchi finally snapped out of his internal turmoil, he was greeted by a sight that dealt a second heavy blow to his wounded pride. Still, having already been teased once for bringing up the issue, he dared not act rashly for the time being—after all, a normal guy wouldn’t care that much about such a detail.

Fortunately, he and Yichen were about to take the college entrance examinations. He had already asked Yichen which university he planned to apply to, and felt confident he could follow him there. Once that happened, he would finally be able to shake off this clingy third wheel.

The mere thought of finally, one day, shedding Su Yuanhang—this inescapable, giant human lightbulb—and spending a blissful world-for-two with Yichen on a distant university campus, with an even higher chance of officially establishing their relationship, made Song Junchi feel that his entire life was turning brilliant.

It was precisely this rosy vision of the future that temporarily forced Song Junchi to suppress his impatience and unspeakable jealousy toward a certain walking piece of industrial tape. He steadied his mind to focus on exam preparation because he knew full well how exceptional Yichen was. Although he could easily clear the score for the top-tier domestic university Yichen wanted to attend, he still preferred not to have too vast a gap between their entrance scores.

—He wanted everyone to feel that, in every conceivable aspect, he and Yichen were the absolute most perfect match.

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Author’s Note: Seeing a comment on the last chapter saying “I hope the next chapter isn’t already ten years later,” I feel like I just took an arrow to the chest (:з」∠)

Chapter 6: The College Entrance Examinations

As the date of the college entrance examinations steadily approached, Bai Yichen went through his daily routines of revising coursework in an orderly fashion. Although this physical vessel was born into a family that had zero need to let a college entrance exam dictate its life path, he could still palpable sense the heavy importance the Bai parents placed on this test. Watching Mr. and Mrs. Bai practically tiptoeing around the house while trying to minimize even the sound of their footsteps, Bai Yichen fell into contemplation before the books piled on his desk. It seemed… if he scored exceptionally high, they would probably be overjoyed.

Since he hadn’t experienced the thrill of standing at the absolute peak during his past life, why not give it a genuine shot this time around?

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The fiery, intense month of June arrived in a flash. Bai Yichen stepped into the examination hall on schedule, his inner composure as still as water.

Reading the prompts, writing down answers, reviewing, turning in the paper… Amidst such a routine yet high-pressure schedule, the two days felt remarkably brief.

Bai Yichen’s exam process went exceptionally smoothly. Having already locked down every single knowledge point firmly in his mind, and virtually devoid of any testing anxiety, he had a rough estimation of his performance the moment he walked out of the halls. Barring any accidents, it looked like he might actually give this body’s parents a wonderful reason to celebrate.

Stepping out of the exam venue, Bai Yichen climbed into the Bai family’s private car and closed his eyes to rest. As the vehicle neared the villa neighborhood where they lived, a honk echoed from behind. Bai Yichen opened his eyes to see a car pulling up alongside them in parallel, and Song Junchi, sitting in its back seat, waved at him excitedly.

Song Junchi hadn’t been assigned to the same testing center as him this time, but the moment each day’s exams wrapped up, the guy would rush over to find him. Mm… to compare answers, seemingly harboring extreme anxiety over the exam results.

In his heart of hearts, Bai Yichen privately felt that Song Junchi’s current image didn’t quite match the domineering CEO archetype he envisioned for him in the future. Yet looking at Song Junchi’s handsome face overflowing with youthful vitality, and factoring in the sheer magnitude of importance attached to these exams, he immediately understood. Ah well, after all, these are the college entrance exams.

As for Song Junchi, he was immensely satisfied with having found a valid excuse to track down Yichen the moment testing ended just to check answers. What left him even more gratified was that throughout these past two days, he hadn’t laid eyes on that clingy pest Su Yuanhang once, securing him a rare, uninterrupted window of alone time with Yichen.

However, Song Junchi’s high spirits lasted for all of half an hour after returning to the Bai household before coming to an abrupt halt. For there stood Su Yuanhang—dressed in a crisp white shirt that exposed his delicate collarbones, carrying a fruit platter in his hands—appearing like a flawless beautiful youth stepping right out of a painting.

“Little Hang, why are you here?” Bai Yichen asked in surprise upon looking up and spotting Su Yuanhang, concurrently reaching out to relieve him of the fruit platter.

Seeing Bai Yichen take the platter from his hands, Su Yuanhang offered a shy smile. “I figured Big Brother Chen should finish testing today, so I came to see you. I cut these fruits downstairs; Aunt Qin said you guys were upstairs checking answers, and I thought you might be tired, so I sliced some up and brought them over.”

Translator’s Note

Hi! I’m Siofra, your translator for White Moonlight Survival Record (Quick Transmigration)!

The college entrance exams are over, and just as Song Junchi thinks he’s finally scored some private couple time with Bai Yichen, Su Yuanhang makes a picture-perfect entrance with a fruit platter to steal the spotlight! Classic rivalry in full swing. See you in Chapter 11!

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— Siofra