Chapter 7 Part 2 - Regarding Sleeping Arrangements

Translated by: Jellylynn

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Names mentioned in this chapter (which can also be found in the glossary ):

-俞知乐(yú zhī lè)- Yu Zhi Le, the female protagonist.

-余子涣(yú zǐ huàn)- Yu Zi Huan, the male lead

Yu Zi Huan’s melancholy face returned to clear sky. He lowered his eyes and noticed there were several small blisters on the back of her hand. “I will cook today.”

In fact, Yu Zhi Le’s burn wasn’t serious, but it was better not to touch water. Otherwise, it would be troublesome if it became infected. Although she was a person who didn’t care about these little matters, she was also a woman. She definitely didn’t want scars on the back of her hands, so she didn’t refuse.

During the summer vacation, they usually would eat their lunch at the supermarket. So they would either pack the leftovers from the previous night or prepare in advance. In this way, they could be packed in lunch boxes in the morning and brought to the supermarket to be reheated in the microwave.

Therefore, the lunch situation was easily resolved. Yu Zi Huan might not be able to handle the complicated process. However, he would know how to easily heat up the shrimp and spinach from last night. Yu Zhi Le leaned against the kitchen door and craned her neck to watch. Initially, she wanted to provide some advice but he seemed to be know what he was doing.

Seeing that Yu Zi Huan was almost done, Yu Zhi Le served the rice, she grabbed the chopsticks and waited eagerly for him to serve one bowl of meat and vegetables on the table. She picked up spinach with her chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth. She sized Yu Zi Huan up and said, “I can’t believe you are quite skilled.”

Yu Zi Huan rolled his eyes, picked the spinach with his chopstick and said as he chewed, “Last time, when my grandmother wasn’t feeling well, I would cook by myself.”

Even though the dishes weren’t as plentiful compared to Yu Zhi Le.

But later, without his grandmother’s retirement salary, he couldn’t afford anything else and had to keep eating instant noodles.

Yu Zhi Le looked at his expression. She was afraid that he would think of his grandmother and would be sad, so she quickly nodded to praise him and changed the topic, “That’s good, a man who can cook would get bonus points.”

“Bonus points?” Yu Zi Huan looked up at her.

“Er…” Yu Zhi Le wanted to say that it would be a bonus point when he pursued a girlfriend with his cooking skills in the future. However, she felt that it wasn’t good to instill such knowledge into Yu Zi Huan this early. She hesitated for a while and suddenly thought of an idea, “En, I think I have seen somewhere that said that a first-class chef managed to attain extra points for the university entrance examination. But I may be wrong. Let’s eat, let’s eat.”

Under the great pressure of Yu Zi Huan’s suspicious gaze, Yu Zhi Le took a shrimp for him with her chopsticks as if nothing had happened.

Yu Zhi Le, who was rarely free in the afternoon, felt a little lonely. Yu Zi Huan was studying in his bedroom while she was leaning on the window for a while to watch the scenery. She was drenched with sweat from the scorching sun. She gave up and took a walk back and forth in the living room where she could reach the other end in five strides. Only after she was dizzy, then she would fall back on the sofa.

“I’m so bored.” Yu Zhi Le spaced out as she fanned herself with a fan and slumped on the sofa. She began to think of random things in her head.

Speaking of which, when she had just transmigrated, she thought about taking advantage of her own opportunities to make a fortune. But later, she was busy working and taking care of Yu Zi Huan, so she had forgotten about it. Now that she was idle, unrealistic thoughts and fantasies ran through her mind, such as buying a lottery ticket, investing in stocks, doing business, and getting rich overnight.

In the end, these were probably only illusions.

If she transmigrated into her hometown, she would know what was worth investing in 2005. However, she came to S City only when she was a university student in 2011. This meant that her understanding of S City before 2011 was the World Expo which was often seen on TV and on the Internet

So, apart from being ten years older for no reason, what’s the reason for her to transmigrate back?

Hold on, the Internet. Yu Zhi Le suddenly had an idea and slightly sat upright on the sofa. In 2015, the number of online novels had been rampant. Anything that you dare to think of, authors would dare to write it. But in 2005, transmigration novels were considered a new genre. Was the understanding of internet novels counted as a grasp of a decisive opportunity for her? In her spare time in college, not only did she watch dramas, but also read novels, as well as various styles of blog posts.

Yu Zhi Le considered it carefully, and thought that this way was feasible. However, the trouble was that she didn’t have a computer at home. If she wanted to find a website to publish, she needed to go to the Internet cafe.

But at least with this direction, more importantly, Yu Zhi Le found something to do in this boring afternoon.

Firstly, it was to choose the theme. She remembered that several transmigration novels were popular around 2005, which led to an upsurge of transmigration novels and Qing Chuan. Even after ten years, there were still some writers who had gone to write novels on this theme. Although she was really cowardly compared with those women who went back to the ancient times and lived prosperously, she was a real transmigrator. Writing about her transmigration was expressing her feelings that she couldn’t say to anyone.

Secondly, it would be the novel’s main plot and character development. Yu Zhi Le wasn’t a very creative person, and history was not very good. However, she couldn’t blatantly copy the novels she had read before. This kind of shamelessly plagiarism was something she couldn’t do. If not, she could just write a story based on melodramatic and Ming and Qing background about a made up world with a golden finger [1] and Mary Sue that bedazzled several heroes.

Yu Zhi Le asked for a paper and pencils from Yu Zi Huan. Then, she used the entire afternoon to finish the outline of her novel. In the end, despite the persuasion of many men who were infatuated with the Mary Sue female lead. She killed herself for her country and left a touching legend for the later generations. However, the enemy’s emperor who had been in love with her was deeply distressed and vomited blood on the spot. Yu Zhi Le was a little moved and almost squeezed out two precious tears.

Yu Zhi Le, who was immersed in the small play in her head, didn’t notice that Yu Zi Huan had come out of the room and was appreciating her outline. When she sighed because of the fate of the characters, her paper was suddenly taken away.

Yu Zi Huan stared at the paper, which was densely covered with pencil notes. At a glance, Yu Zi Huan had understood the gist of it when Yu Zhi Le jumped up to snatch it back.

Yu Zhi Le took back the draft paper and hid it behind her. She looked around unnaturally, “You-You didn’t see anything, right?”

Yu Zi Huan, who read everything, shook his head. He looked at Yu Zhi Le and sighed, “What are you thinking in your head?”

Yu Zhi Le’s old face flushed. With such a Mary Sue story, it was too shameful to let Yu Zi Huan see it. She was so embarrassed and ashamed to the point of unable to show her face. Yu Zi Huan didn’t make any further comments and said nonchalantly, “Let’s go and buy groceries.”

[1] 金手指(jīn shǒuzhǐ) – A slang that means a cheat.