Chapter 47 Chapter 47 (1/2)

Who Am I

Chapter 47

Early morning.

There was no one else in the corridor, and even the hustle and bustle of the city had become much quieter.

The neighbourhood aunt stood there motionlessly staring at the door. She neither spoke nor moved. She didn’t look like she was about to knock on the door because she needed something.

But it was so late. Who would stand in front of their neighbour’s house so silently at a time like this? Shouldn’t they be sleeping?

In the dim light, Song Qinglan stood behind the door and watched the other party for almost five minutes.

He wondered if the other party was sleepwalking.

An unarmed woman wasn’t much danger. After confirming that the other party wasn’t going to do anything else, Song Qinglan checked the lock on the door and then turned back to the sofa. The cat was still sitting on the arm of the sofa, looking at him with a tilted head.

Song Qinglan reached out to rub the cat’s head. It didn’t hide or make a sound.

The atmosphere was indeed quite unusual.

Song Qinglan retracted his hand and fell in thought for a while. He then walked over to Ji Yushi’s room.

He should check on Ji Yushi.

The handle to the bedroom turned and warm light flooded out.

Song Qinglan recalled that the rumours had not only said that Ji Yushi loved books, he was also very afraid of the dark so he never worked overnight shifts in the Ning City branch.

So did he usually sleep with the lights on?

Sure enough, there was a nightlight by the bed.

Ji Yushi entire body sank into the soft bed and half of his face was buried in the pillow. His expression under the warm light was relaxed and he appeared to be sleeping soundly.

The air-conditioning in the room was very low. Ji Yushi had a thin blanket covering him which rose and fell as he breathed.

The sleeping Ji Yushi appeared very fragile.

Just like how he was in the Chaos mission.

Ji Yushi at that time had been frozen cold and Song Qinglan had held him in his arms for several hours.

At this moment, something fluffy passed by his feet.

The orange cat was fat, but its actions were light and agile. Song Qinglan didn’t even notice it coming over and only noticed it presence after it lightly jumped onto Ji Yushi’s bed and curled up by Ji Yushi’s neck.

It looked like everything was back to normal.

Song Qinglan didn’t enter the room. He only stood at the door for several seconds before gently closing it and returning to the living room.

After this episode, the small amount of sleepiness Song Qinglan originally had was completely gone. He browsed through his phone for a while and saw that Li Chun had posted a new status.

Li Chun: [My girlfriend said I was wrong, so I must be wrong. There is absolutely no talking back [Dog head]]

Slag men really have a lot of tricks under their sleeves.

Just as Song Qinglan had this thought, he immediately backtracked — When did Li Chun have a girlfriend?

Before leaving for the mission last time, Li Chun had said that he hadn’t had the chance to ask for the girl’s number and he had expressed a lot of regret.

Song Qinglan sent a message to Li Chun whose mind was constantly filled with ridiculous thoughts asking him to contact him once he was up.

After thinking about it, Song Qinglan also sent a message to the rest of the squad with the content: [Contact me when you’re up.]

These group of bastards all like to sleep in whenever they had the chance. Song Qinglan guessed that they probably wouldn’t wake up very early, but he and Ji Yushi were also in a state where they didn’t possess many clues, so it was nothing more than asking about the other party’s situation.

*

Early the next morning, Ji Yushi woke up.

There were traces of Little Orange sleeping next to his pillow. It seemed that it had sneaked into his room last night, but he hadn’t noticed it at all.

It had been a long, long time since Ji Yushi slept so deeply.

He had clearly discussed a terrifying topic just before going to bed, but he didn’t even dream. Could it be because there was an extra person in the house?

But, this kind of situation seldom happened even when Ji Minyue stayed over.

What surprised Ji Yushi even more was, as soon as he walked out of the room, he was greeted with the aroma of breakfast and coffee.

In the kitchen, Song Qinglan was frying eggs.

He was too tall, so the spacious kitchen appeared a lot smaller in comparison.

Ji Yushi was surprised, “You——.”

“Not going to my grandfather’s place for now.” Song Qinglan saw that he was awake and immediately said, “I booked the soonest train ticket. We will go back to Jiang City directly after breakfast.”

Song Qinglan had already washed up. It could be seen that he hadn’t slept well but he was still filled with energy. It was as if he would never be out of energy.

Ji Yushi actually wasn’t asking why he hadn’t left and had wanted to ask why he was cooking.

Song Qinglan poured the egg onto a plate, his movements very skilful. The fried egg was golden brown on the outside. It was clear that it was cooked just right.

Song Qinglan picked up a second egg with one hand and swiftly knocked it against the edge of the pan. The egg fell into the pan and sizzled loudly. The action itself was rather elegant. Despite being a man with such strong, domineering presence, he didn’t look out of place while cooking.

“Oh.”

Ji Yushi didn’t have the heart to tell him that the eggs were probably expired.

Ji Yushi lived alone and didn’t normally cook. Those eggs were ones that he had left behind before he went to Jiang City. If you disregarded how long it had been there before he left, just his trip to Jiang City alone was an entire month.

The egg in the pan looked quite normal so as long as it was cooked, it should be okay?

Looking at the egg Song Qinglan had fried already, Ji Yushi found himself craving it a little.

The immunity and intestinal flora of the two full-grown adults should be enough to cope with these eggs. As long as they didn’t eat too much, it should be okay.

Ji Yushi convinced himself.

And then……..he saw Song Qinglan fry up another five eggs in one go.

Ji Yushi: “……..”

What a joke. Song Qinglan is 193 centimetres tall and weighs more than 90 kilograms. In fact, five eggs aren’t enough to even fill the gaps between his teeth. If Ji Yushi’s fridge wasn’t so empty, he definitely would’ve cooked some more.

“With the three-month vacation, I originally planned to tour around Ning City when I have time.” Song Qinglan chatted with him, “I didn’t think that I would go back so soon.”

Ji Yushi said, “In fact, there’s nothing much to see in Ning City. Cities are all the same.”

Song Qinglan, “It’s not the same. I went to kindergarten for a few years here. This place has my childhood memories.”

Ji Yushi, “Oh, the three-year drawing champion in kindergarten?”

It seemed that Ji Yushi really remembered everything, including his bragging.

Song Qinglan was noncommittal towards this teasing and joked, “Not only were there memories of being the drawing champion, but there was also my ‘first love’. I remember that there as a very pretty little girl in kindergarten at the time and we played really well together. When I left for Jiang City, she even cried……”

Reaching this point, he looked up at Ji Yushi, “What’s that expression of yours? I can’t be charming as a child?”

Ji Yushi’s beautiful eyes were wide open as if he didn’t believe him at all.

As soon as Song Qinglan said this, he remembered that it wasn’t that he hadn’t turned smaller in front of Ji Yushi. The thought of himself wearing adult clothes and stumbling behind his teammates was so beautiful, he felt embarrassed for a while. He could only cough lightly and say, “Oh and I still remember her name. It seemed to be……Han Han. I should look for her when I have the chance.”

Ji Yushi spoke mercilessly, “Then you probably won’t be able to find her.”

The eggs were now done.

Song Qinglan didn’t take that comment to heart. It was all just silly talk anyway.

He sat down and passed two eggs to Ji Yushi, “Advisor Ji, does your talkative neighbourhood aunt sleepwalk?”

“Neighbourhood aunt? Sleepwalk?” Ji Yushi placed the eggs back onto Song Qinglan’s plate, “What do you mean?”

Song Qinglan told him about what happened last night.

It sounded quite scary. Ji Yushi was also a little surprised. He had never noticed his neighbour sleepwalking. During those sleepless nights, he had never thought about looking through his peephole to see what was going on outside.

This matter would be put to the back of their mind for the time being.

Song Qinglan had already checked again in the morning. The neighbourhood aunt was gone.

Ji Yushi asked, “So you didn’t sleep much last night?”

“Yeah, not used sleeping in a new place.” Song Qinglan used his fork to gently tap the edge of his plate. He looked at him with a faint smile, “You don’t even like to eat eggs?”

Ji Yushi: “……”

Song Qinglan pointed out, “You don’t like spam meat and you also don’t like eggs. Advisor Ji, you’re really hard to raise. It looks like no one has told you that if you don’t like something, you should speak up.”

Ji Yushi didn’t speak. It made it seem like it really was the case.

Song Qinglan added, “I’m not picky. I can get rid of anything.”

If he knew earlier that Ji Yushi didn’t like it, he wouldn’t have forced him to eat so much spam meat back at Big Beard’s space capsule.

Ji Yushi however just didn’t have the habit of voicing his likes and dislikes. He didn’t like spam meat, but he liked eggs. He hesitated, “I like it…..I thought you were the one who didn’t like spam meat.”

Song Qinglan quickly replied, “I also like it.”

As soon as he finished saying that, the two fell silent for a moment.

It was just a discussion about food in the morning but why did it feel like it was an awkward beginning of the two slowly getting to know each other?

The strange thing was, they had clearly experienced countless life or death situations and have perfect tacit understanding of each other’s thoughts, but the moment they returned to normal life, they realised that they actually didn’t know anything about the other party. Except for the relationship between a squad captain and a temporary team member, they weren’t even at a stage that could be considered as friends. In fact, he and Song Qinglan weren’t familiar at all.

Ji Yushi didn’t have many friends and he also didn’t know how to take the initiative to maintain a relationship.

But he could feel that Song Qinglan was getting closer.

The suspected expired eggs were delicious and Song Qinglan’s coffee was also very fragrant.

As he quietly chewed, Ji Yushi suddenly realised something — So in the space capsule, Song Qinglan was giving up those cans of spam meat for him?

No wonder Big Beard misunderstood at the time.

Ji Yushi quietly lowered his eyes. His grip around his fork tightened unconsciously.

These straight men, were they always so direct and sincere in the name of friendship?