I Really Didn't Want the Long Aotian to Be My Wife [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 3

A stunning motorcycle was parked in front of an old pharmacy signboard. It was an unusual sight in this old-style residential area where middle-aged and elderly people, worn out by life’s grind, resided. The fierce motorcycle representing vitality and freedom rarely made an appearance here.

The original owner lived nearby; however, his newly-purchased vehicle had barely been used as he suffered a sudden death at home, leaving the motorcycle as a boon to Jian Yuanbai.

Jian Yuanbai was here to buy medicines. Wei Zhenge’s face was puffy and red, the result of a slap from Wei’s father. Jian Yuanbai had left him to rest at home while he made this trip.

Worried about Wei Zhenge’s injury, Jian Yuanbai was quick. After buying what he wanted, he promptly returned home.

“The doctor said it’s better to apply cold packs, but I’ve also gotten some blood-activating and stasis-resolving medicine. We don’t have ice packs at home, so I bought some ice from the milk tea shop nearby. Apply it on your face,” Jian Yuanbai suggested.

In this neighborhood, there was never any ice pack for sale. Jian Yuanbai handed over the ice cubes secured in a transparent plastic bag to Wei Zhenge, artfully arranging the ice into a shape that would conveniently fit his face.

Wei Zhenge accepted it, feeling somewhat intrigued yet grateful, and finally responded with a simple, “Thank you.”

In Jian Yuanbai’s other hand was a big bag that emanated a chill in the warm September season. Bag in hand, Jian Yuanbai turned and walked into the kitchen.

He emerged soon, took a glass from the bag, approached the water dispenser, turned on the heat button, and casually chatted with Wei Zhenge. “Since you were unable to take your luggage, let me know if you need anything. Tomorrow’s Sunday, I’ll take you shopping for some clothes.”

Wei Zhenge responded, pressing the ice bag against his face, lost in his thoughts.

A momentary peace fell over the living room. Wei Zhenge silently watched as Jian Yuanbai heated the glass with boiling water, rinsed it, and once again filled it with warm water.

It was only when the cup of warm water and medicine was placed in front of him that Wei Zhenge finally looked up.

His intrigue deepened. This contrast was akin to witnessing a ferocious wolf wearing an apron and thoughtfully cooking for others.

Wei Zhenge never considered that Jian Yuanbai would think of buying him an ice pack, least of all going through the trouble of fetching a big bag full of ice cubes from a milk tea shop when he couldn’t buy an ice pack.

Even less so did he think that Jian Yuanbai would rinse a cup for him using warm water, purposed to facilitate his taking of the medicine. From start to finish, his thoughtfulness was impeccable.

The contrast between this meticulous caring and Jian Yuanbai’s cold external appearance, or his aloof personality of not talking much, was unexpected.

“Are you hungry? I’ll go get some food. Also, I’ll buy a new set of bed sheets. You can sleep in my bed tonight,” Jian Yuanbai announced before leaving, leaving behind a bewildered Wei Zhenge, blinking in astonishment on the worn-out sofa.

Just what was going on with this Jian Yuanbai? Was he here to humiliate him? Showing him such a mess of a room along with an uncomfortable hardwood cot, only to suggest letting him sleep on his own bed at night? Where then did that leave Jian Yuanbai?

Wei Zhenge put down the ‘ice bag’ in his hand and lightly touched his face. The living room was desolate, with only him present in the closed-off space. Unable to suppress it any longer, he drew in a sharp breath of cold air, his face stinging with pain.

Now alone, Wei Zhenge slowly organized his thoughts. Only then did he belatedly realize the abnormality of how Jian Yuanbai had managed to leap from a tree nearly five meters high without a scratch, even when he had been carrying Wei Zhenge on his shoulder at the time. Surely no ordinary person could pull off such a feat. Could it be that this Jian Yuanbai was some retired military personnel?

Regardless, he’ll just take things one step at a time.

Meanwhile, Jian Yuanbai, who had stepped out, wasn’t in a hurry this time. He leisurely strolled about in a large supermarket, purchasing everyday essentials at his own pace.

Mouthwash cups, toothbrushes, toothpaste, facial towels, body wash, he bought everything in pairs.

The system watched, wide-eyed, as he picked out yet another couple-themed item, finally couldn’t help but voice out, “Aren’t you just buying necessities for Wei Zhenge? Why are you buying pairs, and couple-themed at that?”

Jian Yuanbai was dumbfounded. “I need them too. I don’t like using things that others have used before.”

Jian Yuanbai looked disgusted. “What are you thinking? These are clearly meant for parents and children.”

Speaking solemnly, Jian Yuanbai said, “Aotian, Wei Zhenge is just seventeen. He’s still a child. Your thoughts shouldn’t be so impure, associating matching items with couple things. You’re full of dirty adult thoughts, you’re too filthy.”

Seeing the pink aroma lamp in his shopping cart, the system was speechless. “Then why is there pink?”

Jian Yuanbai naturally replied, “Wei Zhenge is handsome. It suits him to use pink.”

“Besides, his father treats him really terribly. I’m his guardian now, so naturally, I should show my care for him.”

Suddenly, an idea came to him. He excitedly said to the system, “Aotian, isn’t this a coincidence? Why don’t I just become his dad?”

System: “This is your first mission, the most straightforward beginner mission. You just need to progress according to the plot, be a crappy gambler, and get Wei Zhenge to understand the nature of stone gambling. This way, he’ll obtain an Empress Green stone through you. You don’t need to do extra things.”

Jian Yuanbai plaintively sighed, “Since I’ve become a father, of course, I have to care about my son.”

Saying this, he placed a U-shaped neck pillow with the slogan “Great Helper for Relaxing the Fatigue of Studying” into the cart he was pushing around.

The system fell silent for a moment before cursing silently.

Jian Yuanbai, a tall and handsome man pushing a cart in a supermarket, was carefully comparing items in his hands. Surrounded by the mundane atmosphere of ordinary life, it softened his usually cold demeanor, making him seem more approachable than ever.

Recognizing him, a young girl had been watching Jian Yuanbai from not too far off. Gathering her courage, she shyly walked forward. She had noticed that everything Jian Yuanbai had bought was in pairs, prompting her curiosity. “Excuse me, sir,” she delicately asked, “are you shopping for your girlfriend?”

“Girls tend to know better what other girls like. Would you like me to help you choose?” she continued, her plan ready. If he said he didn’t have a girlfriend, she would get his contact information, if he did, then she would make an excuse to leave.

Jian Yuanbai turned around to look at her, his deep eyes giving her his full attention and turning her face redder by the second. “No, I don’t have a girlfriend.”

The girl’s heart leaped in joy, but before she could speak again, Jian Yuanbai said, “I am picking out stuff for my son. Do you know what boys like?”

The smile on her face froze for a moment before she stammered awkwardly, “No, I… I don’t know. I’m sorry, I’ve never raised a child.” She quickly turned around and fled, leaving Jian Yuanbai standing alone, sighing regretfully at the missed opportunity to share his paternal love.

This time Jian Yuanbai took his time returning, carrying not only carry-out food but also a large bag from a supermarket and a beautifully wrapped box.

Wei Zhenge peered into the opening of the bag and noticed daily necessities and the words “Bedding” written on the box.

Although he had some suspicions, he felt a strange surprise and disbelief when he saw that Jian Yuanbai had really bought sheets, and even daily necessities that he hadn’t mentioned but that Jian Yuanbai had taken the initiative to think of.

Jian Yuanbai opened the take-out box and revealed a plate of braised pork rice that looked pretty good but pushed it in front of Wei Zhenge. He then unwrapped the disposable chopsticks and handed the side for use to Wei Zhenge, saying, “Let’s eat.”

Wei Zhenge felt somewhat moved and touched his lips a little, “Thank you.”

Jian Yuanbai waved his hand, “No need to be polite with me.”

After doing this, he only then opened his own take-out box and began to eat.

He ate calmly and leisurely, making even a dish of braised pork rice that cost no more than 20 yuan seem elegant. Nothing about him seemed like a gambler. Or rather, apart from the outraged trash bags stacked by the door, there was nothing about Jian Yuanbai that resembled a gambler.

Wei Zhenge looked at the Lu Rou Fan in front of him, blinking his eyes. He couldn’t figure out why, and finally decided to give it a try: “Why did you come back so quickly before?”

Even this time, even if it was just buying daily necessities, it wouldn’t take three hours. Moreover, the supermarket was nearby, as Wei Zhenge saw it on his way. Originally, lunch was delayed because of the matter with the Wei family, and now it had directly turned into dinner.

Hearing this, Jian Yuanbai looked up at him, “Your face is really swollen, so I had to hurry back.”

“Put ice on it, and it won’t hurt so much. There are some ice cubes in my refrigerator. You can take them and apply them later.”

Wei Zhenge: “The Wei family asked you to come and humiliate me, right?”

It was not about taking care of him so considerately, the treatment was even better than when Wei Zhenge was at home.

Jian Yuanbai suddenly remembered what he had to make Wei Zhenge do, and abruptly stood up, “Right.”

Wei Zhenge’s heart tightened, was he finally going to experience it?

Jian Yuanbai went to the messy room and took out a fist-sized stone, “Do you see this stone? From now on, you have to help me solve the stone every week.”

“Learn how to solve it with me tomorrow. Once you learn, you’ll have to help me solve …”

Jian Yuanbai remembered in the original plot, Wei Zhenge had to solve seventy stones every week, and didn’t even have ten hours of sleep in total on weekends. So he said: “Solve two.”

One per day, half an hour per stone.

Looking at Wei Zhenge’s somewhat dazed expression and the unusually noticeable red swelling on his face, Jian Yuanbai’s loving fatherly heart suddenly rose. His biological father had already treated him so poorly so how could Jian Yuanbai torment him more?

“One then, just one.” He said lovingly.

Wei Zhenge stared at the fist-sized stone with complex eyes. After learning about gambling stones from Fu Pengyi and Wei En, he also gained some understanding during Jian Yuanbai’s shopping trip.

It would only take half an hour to solve a stone this size.

Was this really torture?

…

Jian Yuanbai, who is 1.93 meters tall, couldn’t find a comfortable position to sleep on the cramped sofa no matter what. He couldn’t stretch his limbs and had to curl up uncomfortably. After lying down for a while, he felt sore all over.

He simply sat up, leaned against the sofa, and closed his eyes, resting in silence.

Time passed bit by bit. The tall man on the sofa sneaked into the master bedroom, ensuring the person on the bed was asleep before lifting the blanket and sliding into the bed.

Fairly impoverished, the master bedroom did not house a particularly large bed. Wei Zhenge occupied more than half the space just by himself, leaving Jian Yuanbai with no option but to hold him partially to ensure that he could fit on the bed.

Suddenly, in his mind, the system shouted: “What are you doing!!!”

Jian Yuanbai was frightened, “Why are you yelling? This is my bed, to begin with. What’s wrong with me sleeping here?”

He then added with some grievance, “The sofa is too small. I can’t sleep comfortably on it.”

“Also, I don’t like sleeping on a couch that someone else has used. The sheets on this bed are fresh. I’m not going to push Wei Zhenge off the bed, so what are you worrying about?”

The system fell silent. Jian Yuanbai, accustomed to its sporadic silences, didn’t pay it much mind.

He held Wei Zhenge in his arms and in the still of the quiet night, Jian Yuanbai allowed his thoughts to wander: “He’s so delicate.”

Wei Zhenge, in reality, was not short. Standing at 1.75 meters and quite slender, he appeared even taller. However, in the sturdy embrace of the 1.93-meter Jian Yuanbai, he seemed quite small and delicate.

The system didn’t want to engage with him to avoid getting upset.

In the slight moonlight coming from the window, Jian Yuanbai could clearly see Wei Zhenge’s face. At just seventeen, his face still bore a touch of adolescence. With a slight baby fat, eyes closed, his long and slender eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow on his fair face. He was both handsome and cute.

However, the other side of his face was swollen. Beneath the thin layer of skin, one could see small blood vessels. The surrounding area was somewhat purplish and quite scary to look at. It was hard to imagine that someone could inflict such hurt on a face this beautiful.

During the day, Jian Yuanbai was too embarrassed to look closely at Wei Zhenge’s face. But now, the more he looked at it, the angrier he became. He felt like a failure as a guardian. How could he let his son get hit right in front of him?

Jian Yuanbai gently touched the swollen side of the face, whispering: “Be good, I’ll avenge you.”

He then closed his eyes as if entering into sleep.

…

At the Wei residence, at three o’clock in the morning, Wei’s father, who was sleeping soundly, abruptly felt a harsh slap on his right cheek.

The intense pain caused him to open his eyes. Looking left and right, he only saw Jiang Xuelan sleeping peacefully beside him. He touched his right cheek, confused.

Was it a dream?

Wasn’t his left cheek the one that got hit during the day? Why was the pain on his right cheek then?

Or was he half-asleep?

Everyone was oblivious to everything that had happened except for Jian Yuanbai, even the system didn’t notice.

Translator Footnotes:

鹵肉飯 (lu rou fan): A Taiwanese dish made from braised pork served over rice.

Wait… so… how did Jian Yuanbai slap the father face in the middle of the night?

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