What to Do If the White Moonlight Omega Falls in Love with Me - Chapter 10

“Actually, it is not like there is anything I cannot tell you.”

Cha Yuxuan pulled over a chair and sat down. “It is just a long story. Do you want to hear it?”

Bai Hang perked up her ears for gossip, immediately abandoning her hair dryer. “Tell us.”

“I came here to play half a month early with my best friend. I stayed at my mom’s place. Oh, right, my parents divorced a long time ago. I live with my dad in Shencheng, while my brother and my mom live here in Jingcheng.”

Cha Yuxuan toyed with her phone in her palm. Although she was sharing quite a lot of information, her expression remained unchanged. The others did not interrupt, listening quietly.

Her WeChat chimed with several incoming messages. Cha Yuxuan glanced at them and continued. “My best friend studies at a university in Shencheng, so she went back a few days ago. Then, last night, my brother and I went to a bar and ran into Yan Qingran.”

Jiang Xiaoping’s eyes widened. “Oh, wow.”

Yan Na caught the key point. “So, you only met last night? And it was at a bar.”

Bai Hang stood up and patted her shoulder. “Cos, has Papa never told you that you cannot go to bars if you are underage?”

“Hey, that is not the point.” Cha Yuxuan raised her hand in a stop gesture and cleared her throat. “The point is, Yan Qingran was there to pick up a drunk male Omega and take him home.”

“What?!”

Bai Hang practically had to catch her own jaw. She had already mentally drafted the headline for tomorrow’s school forum:

Shocking News: The Architecture Goddess of Twenty Years Goes Alone to a Bar to Pick Up a Certain Male Omega!

The dormitory suddenly fell as silent as if they had gone on holiday early. Everyone was in a state of absolute stillness.

Jiang Xiaoping rested her chin in her hand and speculated. “That does not necessarily mean he is her boyfriend. Maybe he is a distant relative, like a cousin or something.”

“Actually, I do not know who that man was.” Cha Yuxuan shrugged. “Because last night, she and I only had a brief conversation. I did not know she was our Senior, and I did not even know her name was Yan Qingran.”

“Oh.” Yan Na nodded and sighed. “I thought the Senior went to bars to go clubbing and relax.”

Jiang Xiaoping turned to Cha Yuxuan. “I also did not expect a little kid like you to be so brave as to go play in a bar. I have never even been to one.”

Bai Hang looked Cha Yuxuan up and down with disbelief. “You look so young, like you are very tender. How did the bar bouncers let you in?”

“Please, sisters, I will be an adult by the end of this month. I am not as ‘tender’ as you say. Are you joking?” Cha Yuxuan pressed her hands together. The youngest in the dorm, the humble Yuxuan, bowed her head online.

“But you,” Jiang Xiaoping reached out and pinched her cheek, “really do look like an elementary school student.”

“No, no! Sister, let me go.” Cha Yuxuan quickly brushed her hand away and shielded her face. “Spare my face. This handsome face of mine is insured.”

“Hahaha!”

Cha Yuxuan looked in the mirror. “I do not look like a primary schooler at all. I do not have baby fat; I clearly look cool.”

“So how did you get in?” Bai Hang stared at her curiously.

Cha Yuxuan counted on her fingers. “I put on some smoky eye makeup, wore a camisole and hot pants, and acted like I was very tough. Then I just walked in.”

Jiang Xiaoping was amazed. “You even know how to apply makeup? I am so jealous. I spent the whole summer trying to learn and still could not do it.”

Cha Yuxuan confessed honestly. “I only learned that one look. It took me an hour to do it.”

Yan Na glanced at her waist. “Speaking of wearing camisoles, I am curious if she has a waistline or abs.”

Cha Yuxuan thought for a moment. “I have both, but you cannot see the abs unless I flex.”

Jiang Xiaoping suddenly let out a long sigh. “You are exactly my ideal type, but what a pity; I did not present as an Omega.”

Alphas and Omegas were considered the best match and were highly favored by the public.

“Come here, let sister give you a hug. While you have not presented yet, let me take a little advantage of you.”

“Let sister hug you too.”

Jiang Xiaoping and Yan Na both hugged a helpless Cha Yuxuan from front and back.

Bai Hang thought to herself: No, you two do not look like a match at all. It is all the fault of this damn socialist sisterhood!

Yan Qingran returned home feeling a bit damp. She had not expected the clouds that had just dispersed to gather again, bringing a light drizzle.

On WeChat, there was a timely greeting from Cha Yuxuan.

[It suddenly started raining outside. Senior, have you reached home? (Be careful of rain emoji)]

And there were the materials sent by her grandfather, perhaps a bit late, regarding adult education.

22:06;

Yan Qingran sent a message to Cha Yuxuan. “I am home.”

There was no instant reply. She waited for a while, which was rare for her, but there was still no response.

The slightly damp shirt on her shoulders caused a physical reaction when it hit the cold air from the air conditioner. It was a bit cold. A few drops of water fell from the tips of her hair.

I should shower first, she thought.

She wanted to go to bed early today. Yan Qingran took a set of pajamas and walked into the bathroom. Tomorrow, if nothing went wrong, should be the freshman convocation.

Ah, right, the freshman convocation.

Last year, the school committee had invited her to be the host, but she had declined. This year, they did not seem to have asked her. Actually, being the host would have been fine. It was just one day and would not have affected her academic progress.

Yan Qingran suddenly felt a bit of regret. Not everything in the world will go your way, she comforted herself. For example, today had been generally pleasant, except for the time she spent with her grandfather in the evening.

So, she would give today an eight out of ten; one point for herself and one point for the future.

After her shower, Yan Qingran felt a bit sleepy. She switched back to the WeChat account she used for official business, which was flooded with messages.

She ignored some of the contentless public account notifications. Usually, she just scanned group announcements and messages from important contacts. As for those without nicknames, she always swiped past them. She rarely even looked at her Moments unless she was posting a Student Union article.

Yi Hui asked if she had time tomorrow at two in the afternoon to help out at the school. Yan Qingran replied that she was available.

Su Meng had sent a message much earlier asking if she had time for dinner. Yan Qingran had not noticed it at the time. It seemed a bit late to reply now, but it was better than not replying at all.

She thought about it and replied. “Sorry, I only just saw the message. I will treat you next time I am free.”

Su Meng replied quickly. “It is fine. Let us catch up when you are free.” “You have worked hard all day, so rest early.” “Mhm.”

Yan Qingran actually knew Su Meng’s feelings, but she pretended not to. It was a clumsy method, but it did avoid a lot of trouble.

Su Meng: “Goodnight, President Yan.” “Goodnight.”

Yan Qingran felt something was slightly off, but she could not put her finger on it. She looked at the message and checked her chat history for comparison.

Oh, it was just the form of address. Previously, Su Meng always called her ‘Ranran’ affectionately. This time, for the first time ever, she called her ‘President Yan.’ It felt a bit distant, but it was alright. Perhaps Su Meng had figured things out and decided not to keep her eyes on this iron tree that refused to bloom, Yan Qingran thought.

That was good.

Yan Qingran scanned her messages one more time to ensure she had not missed any important notifications, then switched back to her private account.

22:49;

There was still no reply. Yan Qingran tossed her phone aside and stretched out on the bed. The ceiling was a monotonous white. The room had no colorful paint, wallpaper, or posters; it was very simply decorated. She felt that since she was never in the bedroom except to sleep, there was no need to make it visually pleasing. Besides, once she closed her eyes, she could not see anything, so decorations were merely for show. A comfortable bed was enough.

Yan Qingran closed her eyes. her head felt a bit heavy. She turned off the light and lay on the bed, letting her thoughts drift.

Ding-dong.

A second before she fell into sleep, a WeChat message arrived.

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