WMSR – QT Chapter 15

 

WMSR – QT Chapter 15

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siofra

Chapter 15 (Raw Chapter 15)

Chapter 8: The Vanished World-for-Two

And so, the very next day, a new resident moved into Bai Yichen and Song Junchi’s remarkably comfortable and auspiciously numbered 466 dorm room.

The dorm move-in took place with Bai Yichen and Song Junchi lending a hand. Freshmen didn’t come with a massive amount of belongings to begin with, and with helpers on hand, Su Yuanhang transitioned to his new room with effortless ease.

Bai Yichen and Song Junchi’s dorm was a standard four-person room configured with lofted beds above study desks. When selecting bed positions back then, Song Junchi, driven by certain private motives, had chosen the bed immediately adjacent to Bai Yichen’s. The two of them were situated on the exact same side, leaving the two opposing beds completely vacant.

Once Su Yuanhang figured out the layout and ownership of the beds in the room, he chose the bed directly facing Bai Yichen’s, and immediately set about unpacking.

Naturally, Bai Yichen couldn’t just stand by and watch Su Yuanhang unpack everything by himself. In his heart, Su Yuanhang had always been that little younger brother who needed his looking after. Seeing Bai Yichen roll up his sleeves to help out, Song Junchi couldn’t very well remain rooted to the spot either, leaving him with no choice but to pitch in with a pitch-black expression.

Yet as he droned through these trivial chores—things he hadn’t had to do himself more than a handful of times in his life—he couldn’t suppress a wave of internal self-doubt: What on earth did he owe this Su Yuanhang in his past life, that not only did the kid shatter his blissful world-for-two with Yichen, but now he even had to help him unpack his luggage?

Naturally, this question remained permanently without an answer.

And thus, this rock-solid trio of iron-clad friends who had spent virtually all their free time together over the past ten years, through twists and turns, reassembled once again.

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The dormitory reassignment didn’t trigger much of a ripple, but Room 419 directly across the hall from 466 subjected them to heavy, intense surveillance. Upon discovering that the latest person moving into Room 466 was yet another handsome guy—or rather, not just a handsome guy, but an absolute super-beauty of a youth—they collectively experienced a sense of profound despair.

While the saying went that red flowers needed green leaves to look their best, they felt that under the dazzling backdrop of Room 466, they had effectively been reduced to mere mud.

The following morning, marking the very first dawn of the beautiful youth Su Yuanhang residing in Room 466, a guy from Room 419 swaggered out into the hallway with a toothbrush jammed in his mouth, clad in oversized basketball shorts and a tank top. Just as he stepped out, he felt a sudden, refreshing breeze brush past him. Raising his head, he found himself locked in a close-range encounter with a smile so breathtakingly gorgeous it felt unreal: “Morning!”

The teenager’s voice possessed the crystal-clear crispness of a mountain brook, hitting the ears with a soothing, refreshing sweetness, yet brimming with a vibrant, infectious happiness that effortlessly drew in anyone listening. That was to say nothing of his long, fluttering eyelashes, his dark, crystalline eyes, and facial features defined by an exquisite perfection.

The tall guy, who still sported a scattering of teenage acne across his face, froze in a daze for a good half-minute before stammering out a fragmented response: “Mo-morning.”

The youth flashed him one more brilliant smile before vanishing swiftly back behind the door of Room 466. Yet for some inexplicable reason, the guy felt a sudden warmth blooming in his ears. What is this, how on earth is it possible to find zero reasons to hate this guy?

As his thoughts drifted, the tall guy’s mind inadvertently conjured up that exceptionally stunning smile once more, and he experienced a sudden, disorienting realization: that smiling face was somehow even prettier than Liang Jing, the freshman campus beauty his dorm had all been obsessively debating together.

The moment that realization clicked into place, the guy widened his eyes in mild terror, frantically shaking his head to forcefully purge the thought from his brain, before stumbling back into the safety of his dorm room.

Meanwhile, inside Room 466, Su Yuanhang was in an exceptionally radiant mood. After all, what could possibly be more delightful than waking up to immediately lay eyes on his Big Brother Chen?

The single most agonizing thing for Su Yuanhang in the past had been parting ways with Big Brother Chen; no matter how clingy he acted during the daytime, he always had to return to his own house by nightfall. But right now, everything was entirely different! Right now, he was living together with Big Brother Chen! In the exact same room!

The mere recollection of this fact brought an irrepressible smile to Su Yuanhang’s face, lifting his spirits to the point where he could flash completely unreserved, amicable smiles at total strangers. He cheerfully arranged the breakfast he had purchased across the table, practically humming with joy. At that exact moment, a rustling sound echoed from the dorm’s adjoining bathroom. Bai Yichen emerged wiping his face with a pristine white towel, chuckling as he looked at Su Yuanhang. “How come you’re up so early?”

The second Su Yuanhang locked eyes with his Big Brother Chen, a massive, brilliant smile bloomed across his features. His eyes sparkling brightly, he replied, “I bought breakfast back.”

Following Su Yuanhang’s cue, Bai Yichen glanced over at the three carefully matched breakfast sets laid out on the table behind him, and drifted into a thoughtful contemplation. Previously, Song Junchi would head out for early morning workouts before crack of dawn every single day, consistently rising earlier than him, but Bai Yichen hadn’t thought much of it back then, chalking it up to personal routine. But now, seeing that even Little Hang was up earlier than him, he couldn’t help wondering if he was starting to slack off…

With this thought in mind, Bai Yichen’s gaze subconsciously drifted toward the wall clock ticking indoors: exactly 6:00 AM. Seemingly, for a university student, this hour wasn’t considered particularly late, right…?

Just as Bai Yichen was sinking into deep reflection, the dormitory door was pushed open once more. Song Junchi strode in wearing athletic gear, fine beads of sweat glistening across his brow. The moment he stepped through the doorway and raised his head, he caught sight of Bai Yichen with half his face still pressed against a snow-white towel. A smile instantly broke across his face as he walked forward. “Yichen, you’re up? What do you feel like eating today? I ordered takeout from Yuan Kee.”

Just as Song Junchi was gazing expectantly at Bai Yichen, a timid yet crystalline voice—smooth as a running brook—drifted over from a neglected corner of the room: “Brother Song, I’ve already bought breakfast.”

Su Yuanhang’s voice jogged Bai Yichen’s attention, and he went with the flow, saying, “Little Hang already bought breakfast. Go ahead and cancel the Yuan Kee order; let’s all try Little Hang’s breakfast picks this morning.”

Bai Yichen’s words landed on Song Junchi like a fresh blow of internalized internal damage. Yet as always, he could never bring himself to reject Bai Yichen’s decisions. Coupled with the fact that he was currently drenched in post-workout sweat and reeked of body odor—and had zero desire to linger in front of Bai Yichen looking like a mess—he could only offer a depressed nod, snatch up a fresh set of clothes, and retreat into the bathroom.

With Song Junchi safely tucked away inside the bathroom taking a shower, Su Yuanhang fluttered his long eyelashes and turned his gaze back to Bai Yichen, speaking in a soft, pitiful tone: “Big Brother Chen, I’m hungry. Can we eat first?”

Hearing this frail, timid inquiry, Bai Yichen’s heart practically melted with protective sympathy. Naturally, he hurried over to invite Su Yuanhang to eat. Since Little Hang was the one who bought the breakfast in the first place, there was no earthly reason why they couldn’t start. Convinced that Little Hang was inherently introverted and experiencing his first time in an unfamiliar environment where he couldn’t fully let loose, Bai Yichen resolved to look after him all the more.

Translator’s Note

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

(Note: According to the raw text from 52huku.net, this is Chapter 15!)

Su Yuanhang successfully infiltrates Room 466, instantly establishing domestic bliss with Bai Yichen while leaving poor Song Junchi nursing a fresh batch of internal heartache! University life is off to a wild start. See you in Chapter 16!

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— Siofra