WMSR – QT Chapter 19

 

WMSR – QT Chapter 19

By

siofra

Chapter 19 from Raw

Chapter 10: The Mysterious Forum

Song Junchi couldn’t help carefully looking Su Yuanhang up and down once more. Although Su Yuanhang remained entirely quiet, looking no different from his usual well-behaved self, for some reason, he felt that the Su Yuanhang before him carried a subtle shift—a nameless, indescribable distinction from the Su Yuanhang who existed whenever Yichen was present.

Song Junchi narrowed his eyes dangerously. “Do you really think there’s anything left for you and me to discuss?”

Su Yuanhang fell abruptly silent.

Seeing Su Yuanhang offer no response, and fueled by the realization that he might have been played for a fool—coupled with the unshakable conviction that he held an absolute, overwhelming advantage—Song Junchi had zero patience left for polite formalities. He stated flatly, “Su Yuanhang, whatever you’ve got cooking in your head, you’d better back off and stay the hell away from Yichen.”

“…”

“Don’t assume that just because Yichen treats you well, you have free rein to act however you want and pretend you’re not an outsider. Yichen only puts up with you out of pity because of what happened to you when you were a kid.”

“…”

“You’d better figure out your actual place, ditch any inappropriate fantasies you shouldn’t be harboring, and keep your behavior in check.”

“…”

“You and Yichen were never from the same world to begin with.”

With an air of supreme arrogance, Song Junchi purged every single thought that had been festering in the depths of his mind for ages, flooding a temporary sense of total exhilaration through his chest.

Over the years, purely to maintain his pristine image in front of Yichen, he had swallowed those words down until he was practically driving himself insane. Now that he had finally spoken his absolute truth, his entire body felt lighter by several degrees.

Su Yuanhang listened quietly to the monologue, his expression devoid of emotion. His long, downcast eyelashes cast thick, dense shadows across his eyelids.

Song Junchi assumed that after dropping these warnings, today’s drama would draw to a close—after all, given Su Yuanhang’s introverted upbringing, he surely lacked the gall to talk back. Yet right at that moment, he heard a cool, detached voice carrying zero worldly clutter: “Then by what standing does Brother Song presume to utter such words?”

Song Junchi froze for a fraction of a second, nearly suspecting he had misheard. Then he watched Su Yuanhang’s expressionless, pretty face as the boy continued, “Is it by virtue of the fact that you’re in love with Big Brother Chen?”

For the very first time, Song Junchi’s expression fractured. His hand, dangling by his side, curled instinctively into a tight fist. This guy actually knew all along.

“It’s a pity Big Brother Chen doesn’t seem to feel the same way about you.”

“You!” Song Junchi erupted in sudden fury. Yet before he could unleash the blaze of anger, Su Yuanhang cut him off once more: “So Brother Song, don’t you think you’re speaking a bit too early?”

Song Junchi stared dead-eyed at Su Yuanhang, feeling as though today was the first time he had truly ripped away the boy’s mask to catch a glimpse of the razor-sharp thorns hidden beneath that docile facade.

Right. With the sheer intellect required to skip grades and test straight into A University, how could the kid genuinely be a harmless, defenseless little white rabbit?

The fact that he had ever believed otherwise was entirely proof of his own blindness.

Su Yuanhang remained utterly unfazed by Song Junchi’s glare, continuing calmly on his own terms: “Besides, who Big Brother Chen ultimately shares a world with isn’t something you get to decide.”

Song Junchi keenly intercepted the underlying intent buried within Su Yuanhang’s words. Instantly tossing aside his anger, he demanded with a face full of sharp vigilance, “What is that supposed to mean?”

“What I mean, naturally, is…” Su Yuanhang flashed a delicate, blooming smile resembling a pristine white lotus, “…that we compete fairly.”

Sure enough, he admitted it!

With his worst-case hypothesis confirmed straight from Su Yuanhang’s own mouth, Song Junchi paradoxically snapped back into a state of chilling calm. He fixed a dark, brooding stare upon the youth standing before him. His observations over the past few days, coupled with the scene he had witnessed inside the dorm that afternoon, were definitely no illusion. This guy harbored equally illicit, unspeakable desires toward Yichen—and had even beaten him to the punch in figuring out his feelings for Yichen.

It infuriated him to no end that he had remained completely oblivious all these years, dumbly letting a rival hang off Yichen’s side for a full decade.

Regrettably, it was far too late for regrets. Song Junchi closed his eyes for a second; when he opened them again, his gaze had transformed into a blade of icy steel. Twisting his lips into a mocking smirk, he sneered, “Looks like I really underestimated you all these years.”

“Brother Song has never thought highly of me to begin with.”

Choking on a swallowed retort, Song Junchi ground his teeth and spat out, “You actually think you have a shot at fighting me for Yichen? What absolute delusions of grandeur.”

“You never know until you try. Maybe Big Brother Chen’s type is precisely someone like me.”

Hearing those words instantly triggered a flash of every single male student who had swarmed forward to confess to Su Yuanhang since the semester began—while he, by contrast, had received zero—driving Song Junchi’s complexion straight to the shade of a bruised plum.

After holding his breath in suffocating silence for a long stretch, Song Junchi decided there was nothing left to discuss with this two-faced scumbag. Striding toward the door, he hurled a final, aggressive parting shot: “Then let’s just wait and see who Yichen ultimately chooses to be with.” He slammed the door shut behind him, pausing only long enough before departing to fling back one final, frost-bitten mandate: “And don’t call me Brother Song. It’s sickening.”

Su Yuanhang gazed calmly at the door vibrating violently on its hinges, staring at the empty doorway as he murmured in an even tone: “That won’t do. Big Brother Chen’s the one who told me to call you that, *Brother Song.”

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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 19 following the chapter structuring of 52huku.net!)

The cards are finally on the table! Song Junchi and Su Yuanhang drop all pretense and officially declare war over Bai Yichen in the dorm room. Let the battle of the rival suitors begin! See you in Chapter 20!

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— Siofra