Chapter 86 Chapter 86 (1/2)

Our Reality

Chapter 86

The first rays of morning light entered the room through the sheer curtains.

The person on the bed was disturbed by the light. His quietly dormant eyelashes quivered slightly, and the person then frowned. He still hadn’t woken yet, but he didn’t sleep as well as before.

He had slept late last night but Song Qinglan on the other hand had already maintained a habit of getting up early for many years. He lightly got out of bed, adjusted the position of his pillow, and then picked up the pillow which had fallen onto the ground last night and similarly stacked it up to block the light falling onto Ji Yushi’s face. After ten or so minutes, this ray of light would move onto the wall beside the bed and no longer disturb him.

Ji Yushi didn’t sleep well, but he didn’t use blackout curtains. This was a sign of insecurity.

Coupled with the fact that he lived alone, for someone who couldn’t fall asleep in the dark, perhaps he didn’t like waking up in the dark even more.

Song Qinglan quietly left the bedroom and closed the door behind him.

The three cats in the living room quickly fled. They hid in their hiding places, observing this outsider.

The food bowls were all empty.

Song Qinglan found the cat food and filled the bowls up before going to wash up.

Once he was done, the ‘predecessors’ seemed to no longer be that scared of him.

Pitch-black, briquette-like balls of fluff walked around him while keeping their distance.

Song Qinglan began to warm up.

He wasn’t the type with bulging muscles and was instead the type with a rather slender body with every part of his body in perfect proportion. He didn’t usually pursue strength training, so the usual push-ups and abdominal crunches was enough to achieve his goal of waking up his body every morning, regardless of the location.

In Ji Yushi’s living room, apart from sofa and books, there was also an open space for Song Qinglan to use.

Just as he officially started working out, the cats had already sat down one by one next to each other, following his movements with their heads tilted in curiosity.

This was the first morning Song Qinglan experienced of Ji Yushi’s life after they officially started dating.

Quiet and relaxed, everything was perfect.

After he was done working out, he beckoned to the cats. One of the black cats tentatively walked over. As soon as Song Qinglan scratched its chin, it could no longer maintain its aloof attitude and completely succumbed to him.

Pets were like their owners. After determining that this outsider could be trusted, it softened and allowed Song Qinglan to carry it to the kitchen.

The fridge was filled with food.

Song Qinglan found the ingredients he needed and piled them all onto the countertop before putting the cat back down.

The cat didn’t go and just stood on the countertop, watching him.

Song Qinglan gently ushered it away again and this time it finally jumped off.

But when Song Qinglan returned after leaving to retrieve milk from the fridge, a cat was sitting on the countertop again.

Sunlight also spilled into the kitchen, falling onto the various kitchenware and sink. The black fur on the cat’s body was glowing. It lowered its head curiously, nudged each of the food items one by one with its nose and then meowed in doubt, as if wondering since when did this family start making breakfast.

Song Qinglan hooked up his lips and rubbed its head, “Why are you up here again?”

Black cat: “Meow?”

At the same time, there was a cat cry from next to his feet, “Meow~”

Song Qinglan looked down. The cat on the ground was rubbing against his leg, showing intimacy. He understood at once that the cat on the countertop wasn’t the one earlier. The one on the ground was.

The doorbell rang.

The cat on the countertop lightly jumped to the ground and, with the addition of the black cat who was hiding who knows where, three black shadows quickly ran down the hallway.

A guest?

Song Qinglan placed down the things in his hands and followed the cats out.

As if these cats knew who came, they looked up and meowed with excitement.

Ji Yushi was woken by the doorbell. He stood at the door to his bedroom with a grey nightgown casually thrown on. He saw Song Qinglan and said, “Our morning is gone.”

His expression was lazy and there were still red marks on his face from his sleep.

His voice contained the usual coldness but there was an obvious hint of complaint as well.

Song Qinglan walked over and pulled the person into his arms, “Not awake yet?”

The doorbell rang again. There was also the vague sound of a dog barking.

The person outside seemed to be very patient.

Ji Yushi sighed. He said helplessly, “It’s my brother. He has the code to the door. He came to see you.”

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As soon as Ji Minyue entered the door with his dog, Middle Black entered a fighting stance and hissed from a high location. Sure enough, it didn’t get along with this corgi. The corgi also activated it’s barking, and the originally quiet house immediately turned rowdy.

The person who opened the door for Ji Minyue was Song Qinglan.

In the narrow entrance, the two stood quite close together. Ji Minyue had to look up to see the other person’s face and felt that the other party must be a little over one metre ninety.

Upon first sight of the other party, the dissatisfaction and doubts originally in his heart had disappeared to who-knows-where. After all, the other party’s sharp and handsome features as well as the oppressive feeling he gave off was something one would only gain after training for a long time and after undergoing numerous dangerous missions.

“Teacher Ji.” Song Qinglan politely greeted him first, “Please come in.”

Ji Minyue was startled, “We’ve met?”

They have indeed met in the bubble world.

But in fact, they haven’t met in the real world.

Song Qinglan said, “I heard about Teacher Ji from Ji Yushi. Hello, my name is Song Qinglan.”

The small amount of dissatisfaction and doubt once again surfaced in Ji Minyue. He said subtly, “When Jian Jian was transferred to Jiang City, I have also heard him mention you.”

The people in Ning City call the youngest daughters in their family Nan Nan and the youngest son Jian Jian. It could be considered a nickname.

Song Qinglan was also called this when he was a child in Ning City, but he was no longer called that after he grew up.

He didn’t expect Ji Yushi to still have this nickname.

In contrast, the words ‘Ji Yushi’ didn’t sound as intimate as compared to Jian Jian.

Middle Black and the corgi were still passionately facing each other off.

The two glanced at each other and then left the hallway.

“I had a bit of misunderstanding with civilian staff and my self-esteem was high.” Song Qinglan didn’t avoid this topic, “Now look, fate gave me a big slap in the face and now I’ve fallen into Advisor Ji’s hands.”

He smiled, revealing his white teeth. It made him appear even more handsome and the aggressiveness from earlier lessened considerably.