Chapter 12: Next Time, Buy Her Liqun (Please Subscribe, Please Vote)

A sky full of starlight scattered along the way, and at the end of the long road, there was a glow of lights.

On the tree-lined path of the campus, two people walked side by side, their shadows stretched long under the dim street lamps.

“This method doesn’t work.”

“You actually tried it?”

“Drinking too much water makes you get up to pee at night, which makes it even harder to fall asleep.”

“Hmm… that makes sense…”

Passing by the campus convenience store, Chen Yuan said, “Wait for me a moment, I’ll go buy some food.”

“Have you not eaten yet? I can treat you,” Song Jiannian offered.

“No, it’s for my son.”

“Ah? Your son…”

Clearly, Song Jiannian didn’t know about the dorm’s paternal system and was somewhat shocked.

“He’s my roommate. Lately, he’s been having headaches and can’t get out of bed. I’m bringing him some food.”

“Got it. I’ll wait here for you.”

Chen Yuan went into the campus convenience store and bought two pre-made chicken wraps and a bottle of cola, along with a few other items. Carrying the packages, the two headed towards the dormitory building, soon arriving at the foot of Dormitory 9.

“Want me to walk you back?” Song Jiannian asked.

“You’ll walk me back?”

“You brought me here, but you’ll have to walk back alone. No one’s accompanying you.”

“It’s not far—just a few dozen meters. Don’t be so sensitive.”

Song Jiannian waved lightly. “I’m heading back first.”

“Don’t rush. Here, take this.”

Chen Yuan pulled a bottle of RIO from his pocket.

“Don’t take your medicine for now. Drink this.”

“Is this alcohol?”

“Sort of. It’ll help you sleep well.”

“More effective than medicine?”

“Maybe.”

“Got it. Thanks.”

Song Jiannian returned to the dormitory, and Chen Yuan went back to Dormitory 3.

“You tricked me, man!”

“How did I trick you?”

“They’re making out in a cave, and in my current state, I can’t watch that.”

“Oh, I remember,” Chen Yuan said. “I watched the animated version. It’s different from the novel—more action-packed. You should give it a try.”

“Are you sure you’re not tricking me?”

“Not a chance.”

“I’ll check it out.”

Chen Yuan tossed the food onto Sun Pengnan’s bed, and the latter transferred some money. After changing clothes and grabbing a basin, he went to the communal bathroom in the hallway to wash up. When he returned, a message from Jiang Wanyi appeared on his phone—a video of the child crawling on the bed.

Jiang Wanyi: “I tried last night, then fed 150 milliliters of formula. It feels like my supply is decreasing.”

Chen Yuan: “Press the points more often, like I showed you today.”

Massaging acupressure points is a temporary fix that requires repeated, long-term effort. Doing it once today and expecting results would be unrealistic.

Jiang Wanyi: “If it takes a long time, will it eventually stop?”

Chen Yuan: “At your current condition, in another month or two, it’s very likely to stop.”

Jiang Wanyi: “Then what? Are there other methods?”

Chen Yuan smacked his lips thoughtfully. There are definitely ways, but you might not be able to use them!

Chen Yuan: “I’ll think of a plan.”

Jiang Wanyi: “Okay.”

They chatted a while longer, mostly about feeding the baby. Jiang Wanyi seemed to be hiding something, sounding conflicted. Facing this situation, it wasn’t just Jiang Wanyi who was worried—Chen Yuan was a bit frustrated too.

The rewards from Tongzi were certainly effective, but figuring out how to apply them to Jiang Wanyi was tricky.

Without a solution, this task might not be completed.

Still, the conversation had a warm atmosphere, reminiscent of a husband on a business trip and a mother taking care of the child alone at home, with a faint sense of excitement.

By the end, even emojis appeared.

In relationships between men and women, this was often a sign of growing closeness.

Buzz buzz buzz—

A message from Wang Chuyue.

Wang Chuyue: “Jiannian keeps telling us—you just saved a damsel in distress again.”

Wang Chuyue: “She came once at noon and again at night. You ran into her twice; it’s adorable.”

Wang Chuyue: “You two better lock it down so no one else confesses to her every day.”

Chen Yuan: “Just a coincidence.”

Wang Chuyue: “If your roommate could make it, we could have breakfast together tomorrow.”

Chen Yuan: “He’s got a bad headache and can’t go.”

Wang Chuyue: “Then the two of us will go.”

Wang Chuyue: “I’ll send you Jiannian’s WeChat contact. The rest is up to you.”

Soon, Wang Chuyue sent over Song Jiannian’s WeChat card.

Nickname: Everlasting Years

The profile picture was a photo of the sky.

It was hard to judge—no matter if you called her Everlasting Years or something like Blossoming Wealth, the match with this avatar was about 80%.

But thinking of her absent-minded expression made it all seem fitting.

He clicked the card and added her as a friend.

The request was accepted quickly.

Before Chen Yuan could send a message, Song Jiannian had already reached out.

Song Jiannian: “I was in a hurry earlier and forgot to cut the fruit for you.”

Chen Yuan: “Cut fruit?”

Song Jiannian: “Uncle Zhang brought it for me. You bought me oolong tea and RIO, but I didn’t get you anything—I should have given you a box.”

Chen Yuan: “It’s nothing, don’t worry about it.”

Song Jiannian: “Yueyue said to have breakfast together tomorrow. Are you coming?”

Chen Yuan: “Sure.”

Song Jiannian: “After breakfast tomorrow, I’ll buy you a drink.”

A drink…

Chen Yuan thought of a place that might help him complete the task.

Chen Yuan: “Can I choose the place?”

Song Jiannian: “Sure. Whatever you want to drink, I’ll buy.”

Chen Yuan: “Okay.”

After a while, the dormitory lights went out.

Buzz buzz buzz—

Another message from Song Jiannian.

Song Jiannian: “I didn’t take the medicine, just drank the drink you bought me.”

Chen Yuan: “The drink? Any effect?”

Song Jiannian: “No effect, still not sleepy.”

Chen Yuan smacked his lips. This girl has a lot on her mind.

Tomorrow he’d buy her a pack of Liqun cigarettes—they’d help calm things down.

That night, it wasn’t just Song Jiannian who was sleepless; Chen Yuan also lay awake.

The events of the day flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

He found it hard to accept the fact that his future might end in a tragic love sacrifice.

Chen Yuan had a clear sense of himself.

He was extremely greedy for money but not at all flirtatious.

His values weren’t perfect, but not wildly off either.

As for love, he was pretty ordinary—didn’t need someone too beautiful, just reliable. If it worked out, great; if not, move on.

He was a completely ordinary person, yet his future might involve a tragic love sacrifice. Ridiculous.

Judging by the current storyline, Song Jiannian should be the girl in a set of fraternal twins, but if so, there should also be a boy.

However, the timeline was a bit confusing.

Unconsciously, Chen Yuan glanced at Sun Pengnan across the hall.

He was holding his phone, reading a novel, chuckling like a fool.

Though he usually called him “son” jokingly, could it really be him?

If it were true, Chen Yuan thought, he wouldn’t mind dying now.