WMSR – QT Chapter 16

 

WMSR – QT Chapter 16

By

siofra

Here is the English translation for Chapter 16:

Chapter 16

With that thought in mind, Bai Yichen pulled Su Yuanhang down to sit beside him, placed the breakfast the boy had bought directly in front of him, and poured him a glass of milk, fussing over him with such attentive care that it practically looked like he was spoon-feeding a young child hand-and-foot.

Faced with Bai Yichen’s doting care, Su Yuanhang lowered his head shyly, maintaining the picture of a well-behaved good boy the entire time. It wasn’t until the very end that he pushed the breakfast he had been holding—not a single bite of which he had touched—toward Bai Yichen, saying, “Big Brother Chen, you eat too.”

Faced with this kind gesture, Bai Yichen paused. After all, he had originally intended to wait for Song Junchi to finish showering so they could eat together. However, looking at the hidden anticipation lurking in Su Yuanhang’s dark, crystalline eyes, coupled with the fact that the child had held onto the breakfast for so long without taking a single bite, he strongly suspected that if he said he wanted to wait a bit longer, this kid would faithfully wait right along with him. Remembering that this silly child had claimed to be hungry just moments ago, the familiar twinge of heartache and a sense of responsibility instantly surged up. Thinking that this was, after all, Little Hang’s very first morning living in the dorm, and that he was still somewhat unaccustomed to his new surroundings, Bai Yichen hesitated for a moment before taking the pastry from Su Yuanhang’s hands.

So what if I didn’t wait for Junchi? Doing it just this once shouldn’t matter, right? Besides, Junchi probably wouldn’t want to see Little Hang go hungry either.

With this rationalization, Bai Yichen took a bite of the pastry in his hand. Sure enough, the moment Su Yuanhang saw him eating, he flashed a shy smile, picked up an identical pastry, and took a bite as well. The only thing was that the beautiful youth couldn’t help sneaking a glance at him after every single bite, practically forcing Bai Yichen to put on a performance of how utterly delicious the food was.

Still, since it was already breakfast time, and the pastries—though purchased from the campus cafeteria—weren’t bad at all, Bai Yichen soon settled back into his normal eating rhythm after a few more bites.

Consequently, the moment Song Junchi emerged from the shower wearing a fresh, clean set of clothes, he was greeted by the sight of Yichen and that clingy pest happily eating breakfast together. They were practically finished, with their entire demeanor leaving him feeling entirely forgotten.

At that exact fraction of a second, the chilling desolation gripping Song Junchi’s heart defied description. He froze in place, taking a full two seconds to force out a sound: “You guys…”

Hearing Song Junchi’s voice, Bai Yichen—who had his back turned to the bathroom door—realized that Song Junchi had come out. He turned around and looked at him apologetically. “I was a bit hungry, so Little Hang and I went ahead and started. Sorry I didn’t wait for you.”

Song Junchi felt a lump rise in his throat, yet words utterly failed him. What could he possibly say? Could he accuse Yichen of forgetting all about him just because of that clingy pest who had only arrived a single day ago? Could he throw a massive tantrum and ruin his mood over a breakfast where nobody waited for him, only to make people view him as a petty, small-minded man with zero emotional capacity? As someone who was fiercely determined to project the image of a wise, martial, and intensely charismatic man in front of Yichen, Song Junchi was ultimately left with no choice but to stiffen his expression, squeeze out a forced, agonizing smile, and pretend that everything was completely fine.

Although Bai Yichen and Su Yuanhang’s breakfast was nearly finished, Song Junchi’s portion had still been set aside for him. Seeing Song Junchi walk over to the table, Su Yuanhang flashed a bashful, polite smile and pushed the remaining set of breakfast items toward him, speaking in a delicate, soft-spoken voice: “Brother Song, go ahead and eat.”

Song Junchi stared expressionlessly at Su Yuanhang, picked up a pineapple bun expressionlessly, and bit down expressionlessly, chewing with rigid, grinding teeth as though he were gnawing on someone’s flesh and blood.

Meanwhile, catching the expression on Song Junchi’s face, Su Yuanhang’s smile bloomed into something just a fraction sweeter.

Noticing this scene from the corner of his eye, Bai Yichen couldn’t help breaking into a satisfied, gratified smile. Whenever a sweet, gorgeous youth and a cool, handsome boy stood side-by-side, they truly projected an aura that made it impossible for outsiders to ever wedge their way in.

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Following the conclusion of military training, classes commenced in earnest. The moment Su Yuanhang—this tardy freshman addition—stepped into public view, A University’s campus heartthrob rankings instantly gained a brand-new entry. This development drove students from other departments, who had already been privately sighing over how many campus heartthrobs the Financial Management department had cornered this year, to experience an even deeper wave of internal sourness.

Because the three of them shared a dorm room and belonged to the exact same department, they operated as a fixed package deal for practically everything. Whether heading to class or grabbing a bite at the cafeteria, they always moved as a collective, never leaving anyone behind to walk alone.

Regardless of the setting, the sheer destructive power wielded by handsome guys remained astronomical—to say nothing of campus-heartthrob-tier hotties. Even walking alone on a path under normal circumstances would draw a cluster of overt and covert gazes; having three top-tier handsome guys strolling side-by-side multiplied that magnetic pull to a level far exceeding simple arithmetic.

That was compounded by the fact that these three hunks each embodied a completely distinct aesthetic style: the handsome and aloof, the refined and gentlemanly, and the crystal-clear, stunning youth. They effortlessly catered to every conceivable flavor profile. Every single time this trio traversed the campus, the path essentially turned into a sheer eyeball-harvesting zone.

Eventually, inspired by a previously hit idol drama series, students around A University gradually began bestowing a collective nickname upon the trio—dubbing them the “F3″—and the moniker spread like wildfire, capturing a massive wave of starry-eyed romantic daydreams.

With a combination capable of launching a thousand schoolgirl crushes right there in their midst, how could the broader population of female students possibly refrain from taking action? Thus, shortly after official classes got underway, the three of them began receiving a continuous stream of diverse romantic confessions.

Whether walking to their lectures, visiting the library, or lingering in the cafeteria, they found themselves constantly ambushed by various pursuits: subtle love letters, bold and passionate declarations of affection, and heartwarming care packages filled with breakfast snacks. Naturally, while the sheer volume of confessions received by each of the three remained roughly neck-and-neck, distinct demographic preferences emerged among their admirers. Song Junchi’s suitors split fairly evenly between mature, sophisticated older beauties and soft-spoken gentle maidens; Bai Yichen primarily attracted intellectual, gentle beauties; whereas Su Yuanhang… reaped a nearly even split between both male and female admirers.

Although not a single one of the three ever accepted any of these romantic advances, it did nothing to dampen the unflagging enthusiasm of A University’s student body. After all, rejections simply implied that everyone else still stood a fighting chance; single handsome guys would always pack a vastly superior gravitational pull compared to taken ones.

Fuelled by this surging public fervor, background information on the trio underwent a thorough, deep-dive excavation. Take Bai Yichen, for instance: provincial top-tier scorer, academic god-tier intellect, and a lifelong campus idol! Did everyone know about the prominent A-City conglomerate Bai Feng Group? Yep, that was his family’s empire!

As for Song Junchi: extraordinary family background, stellar academic performance, elite athletic prowess, and a dominant figure on the basketball court. Rumors claimed he possessed professional-grade training in hand-to-hand combat and fencing, and had held his own sparring against the military drill instructors. Word on the street was that someone had once caught a fleeting glimpse of his eight-pack abs—a sight guaranteed to make people want to drop straight to the floor and start licking.

Translator’s Note

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

(Note: According to the raw text, this is Chapter 16 following the chapter structuring of 52huku.net!)

The F3 trio is officially established at A University, complete with massive fan clubs, flying love letters, and a thoroughly suffering Song Junchi caught in the middle of Su Yuanhang’s relentless domestic mastery! See you in Chapter 17!

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— Siofra