WTYTIAAN Chapter 202

Chapter 202

Chapter 202

*Irrelevant to the main story

*Connects to Yan Yunqing’s post-Gaokao (National College Entrance Examination) plot

June. The moment the Gaokao ended, many senior high school students ushered in the most relaxed, happiest, and freest vacation of their lives.

Yan Yunqing went back and slept soundly after finishing the exam, and when he woke up again, he didn’t know what year or month it was…

Exaggerated. He just slept from the afternoon of the exam until the evening of the next day.

The house was very deserted because it was afternoon before he went to sleep, and Yan Yunqing didn’t have the habit of turning on the lights to sleep, so it was dark and he couldn’t see his fingers.

He vaguely heard laughter from next door. Yan Yunqing was stunned for a moment, remembering that there seemed to be a Gaokao student as old as him next door. Being so happy, he must have done well in the exam, right?

“Grumble…”

His stomach let out a whimper. Yan Yunqing rubbed his stomach, and after waking up from his dazed state, he felt a burst of hunger.

Yan Yunqing turned on his phone and glanced at the time and date.

…Ah, he hadn’t eaten all day. No wonder he felt hungry enough to gnaw on a cow.

He casually scratched his hair, threw off the quilt, and Yan Yunqing walked to the kitchen in slippers, his goal clear: the instant noodles in the cabinet.

Because his parents had passed away, Yan Yunqing lived with his adoptive uncle and aunt when he was a child. After growing up a bit, he moved out and lived in the school for many years, occasionally returning to this house—the house his parents left him before they passed away.

He rarely went home, not because returning would remind him of sad things, but mainly because the school was too far from home. High school courses were numerous, especially for senior high school students, who wished they could spend twenty out of twenty-four hours a day in class. Yan Yunqing could sleep a few more minutes in the school dormitory.

If he were to go home, the time spent traveling back and forth to school every day would take up a lot of time, further compressing his pitiful rest time.

Therefore, there wasn’t much food prepared at home, and even the bedding was only temporarily laid out yesterday after he came back from the exam before falling asleep.

After rummaging through the cabinets for a long time, Yan Yunqing finally found the instant noodles he bought when he went home for the last vacation. Turning it over to look at the date, it was already a month expired.

Yan Yunqing: …

This instant noodle thing should have added a lot of preservatives, right? So it seems like it’s still edible even if it’s expired for a month?

His rumbling stomach was strongly suggesting to its owner, no matter what, eat something first!

Yan Yunqing hesitated for only three seconds in [Guessing Whether This Expired Instant Noodle Is Still Edible] and decisively tore open the instant noodle bag, deciding to ‘bravely sacrifice himself.’

…However, the kettle at home was broken.

He plugged it in and tried several times, but the light under the kettle still didn’t turn on. Instead, the power switch tripped twice for this reason. Yan Yunqing judged that the kettle was short-circuited.

When people are unlucky, they get their teeth stuck even when drinking cold water.

Yan Yunqing helplessly put down the expired instant noodles and the short-circuited kettle, and sat on the dust-covered sofa in the living room, contemplating life.

Sure enough, he should just order takeout!

How can a strong Huaguo (China) person live without takeout!

Yan Yunqing sadly found his phone, opened the yellow and blue software, and began to think about what he should eat for his next meal.

“Dong dong.”

Yan Yunqing looked around and still clicked on the yellow McDonald’s, deciding to savor the long-lost carbon water bomb and grease paradise, and didn’t hear the movement coming from the entrance.

“Dong dong—”

After selecting a 500-calorie package and replacing the fries with more luxurious twisted fries, Yan Yunqing added the package to the shopping cart.

“Dong dong dong—”

Yan Yunqing looked up, finally hearing the disturbing noise from outside the door.

Who was knocking on his door?

Yan Yunqing subconsciously glanced at the time displayed on his phone. It was so late. Could it be his uncle and aunt?

His parents were both police officers. As a dual-police family, Yan Yunqing was raised to be very independent since he was a child. It was common to not see one of his parents for many years, and even not see both of them during the New Year. As a result, after his parents died in the line of duty, he still wanted to live alone in the house his parents left behind.

Of course, the organization would definitely not let the child left behind by two police officers who died in the line of duty live so pitifully. Yan Yunqing, who was still a child, was handed over to his father’s colleague and superior to raise. That uncle and his wife were very good to Yan Yunqing, even more so than their two native younger siblings.

It’s not an exaggeration to say that that uncle was so good to Yan Yunqing that he wrote an essay in junior high school titled “My Bureau Chief Uncle.”

[It was a rainy night, I had a high fever, and my uncle carried me like this…]

The topic went too far. In short, the family who adopted him was very loving. If Yan Yunqing hadn’t insisted on moving out after entering high school, his uncle and aunt might have rented a house next to his school and accompanied him to study.

However, his uncle and aunt shouldn’t be coming over at this point. If they were coming, they would give him a heads-up in advance… Could it be that those two little devils in their rebellious period ran away from home with nowhere to go and came to his house?

Thinking this, Yan Yunqing stood up, feeling dizzy again from getting up too quickly.

He was a little hypoglycemic from hunger.

Yan Yunqing pressed his stomach and heard the knocking sound again outside. He responded, “Coming right now.”

Putting on his slippers, he walked quickly towards the door. When he opened the door, he was about to say why they were here so late, when he looked up and met a pair of bright golden eyes.

They were clearly warm golden eyes, but they contained boundless frost, like a snow-capped mountain that had been frozen for years, and even the sunlight shining into them was cold.

However, the moment of ice and snow seemed to melt into spring the instant his eyes met his, quietly melting the snow-capped mountain.

Yan Yunqing was stunned.

He took a step back, widened the distance, and then saw the person in front of him clearly.

It was a man with beautiful golden hair. In this world where men with long hair would be accused of not having any masculine qualities and suspected of being homosexual, the other party’s smooth long golden hair shone brightly under the light of the corridor outside, and it didn’t seem strange at all.

His features were deep and three-dimensional, paired with those golden eyes that were the same color as his hair, making him look so perfect, like the sun god Apollo in mythology, so handsome that Yan Yunqing wanted to say ‘Hi handsome, do you have a partner?’ on the spot.

“You are…?” Yan Yunqing hesitated, “Do you need something?”

Without being rude, the handsome guy standing outside the door was so handsome that he could be surrounded and asked for contact information on the street. Just taking a video of him could go viral and become popular all over the internet the next day.

Yan Yunqing hadn’t seen anyone this handsome even when he went to take the art exam.

“Theodore,” the golden-haired handsome guy said. His voice was slightly low, but as smooth as chocolate milk, very catchy. Saying ‘baby’ with this voice would make people’s legs weaken instantly and want to fall into his arms.

Of course, Yan Yunqing was a pure straight man with no distracting thoughts. He could hand over love letters sent from the window during high school to his deskmate, and say very heartlessly, “Yours, what era is this, why are you still communicating by writing letters.”

After breaking the hearts of the little beauties and handsome guys, he could still blink innocently: “What, our high school doesn’t allow early love, I’m a good student.”

The first thought that came to his mind when he heard this voice was: “Oh? A foreigner?”

“Can I speak Chinese?”