Early in the morning, loud noises clanged outside.
Chen Cheng was startled awake, still half-asleep, when she heard someone knocking on the door.
"Chengcheng, I'm heading out!"
"I made you breakfast and left it on the table. Be careful while you're home alone. If someone knocks, check through the peephole first. Don't let strangers in."
I'm not a kid anymore...
Drowsy, Chen Cheng turned over, hugged the blanket under her, pressed it down with her leg, and mumbled a vague response.
She had no idea how much time had passed when she groggily opened her eyes and glanced at the clock.
Her whole body tensed up in shock, and a cold sweat broke out. She shot upright.
"Shit! It's already nine o'clock?!"
Crap, crap! She was totally going to be late!
Panicking, she tore off her pajamas, quickly put on her school uniform and pants, grabbed her backpack, and rushed toward the door.
But the moment she opened it, she froze.
Wait— wasn't today a holiday?
She hesitated, then walked back into her room, picked up her phone from the nightstand, and checked the calendar.
Only after confirming did she finally relax, feeling like all the strength had drained from her body. She flopped back onto the bed, spread out like a starfish.
It was only then that she realized she had put on her school uniform but forgot to wear a bra.
Looking down, the thin fabric clearly outlined two noticeable points.
Her lips twitched as she let out a yawn, turned over, and buried her head under the blanket, leaving most of her body exposed to the cool air from the fan and air conditioning.
But after all that scrambling, her drowsiness had completely disappeared.
She had planned to sleep in for once, but her mom had ruined it!
Chen Cheng wobbled out of her room, yawning behind her hand and scratching her messy hair as she walked into the bathroom.
She groggily brushed her teeth and washed her face.
After splashing cold water on her face, she felt more awake. She picked up her phone, about to call An Yuan, but just as she was about to hit dial, she squinted and put the phone down.
Why call? Might as well just go straight to his place!
Just like the day she first transmigrated, time to give An Yuan a good scare again!
Once she decided, she moved fast.
After a quick shower and changing into casual clothes, she grabbed her things and hurried downstairs.
Just like how An Yuan knew that Chen Cheng's spare key was hidden in the tall boots by the shoe cabinet, she also knew that An Yuan's was under the doormat.
She casually flipped the mat, grabbed the key, and carefully unlocked the door as quietly as possible.
Slipping off her shoes, she tiptoed inside like a sneaky thief, glancing around.
The layout of his house was exactly the same as in her past life.
She made her way to An Yuan's room and pressed her ear against the door, listening.
No sound.
Slowly, she pushed the door open and peeked inside.
With the curtains closed, the room was pitch black, except for the faint outline of someone under the blankets. A fresh jasmine scent permeated the air.
Chen Cheng wrinkled her nose. Not bad. She actually liked the smell.
She walked barefoot to the bedside and looked down at the sleeping man on the bed.
The guy was shirtless, wearing only tight-fitting boxer briefs, with the air conditioner quilt covering his lower abdomen, his breathing heavy and even.
An Yuan lay flat on his back, his body straight, his hands resting on his stomach, sleeping peacefully.
But as if sensing someone nearby, his breathing became a little uneven, and he let out a soft, unintelligible murmur.
Chen Cheng smirked and suddenly shouted in an ear-piercing voice that could shake the ceiling.
"AN YUAN! SOMETHING TERRIBLE HAPPENED!"
A sharp voice, as if it could pierce the ceiling, startled An Yuan so much that he threw off his blanket and jumped out of bed.
His panicked eyes darted around before landing on Chen Cheng's face.
His brain, still booting up, completely froze.
For several seconds, he just stared in confusion, mouth slightly open, unable to process anything.
Chen Cheng grinned. "You're awake? Guess what? You turned into a girl too!"
Instinctively, An Yuan's hand shot down to check his pants.
Chen Cheng barely held back her laughter as she followed his movement with her gaze.
Then, suddenly, her expression stiffened. She awkwardly looked away.
Damn it! It's bigger than mine!
Back in middle school, when they were still clueless kids, the two of them once compared their sizes in the bathroom. That incident almost gave Chen Cheng a self-esteem crisis.
"Brother Chen..."
Feeling his "little brother" still there, An Yuan finally relaxed a bit. He leaned back against the headboard and sighed helplessly.
"Why are you at my place?"
"It's so late, and you're still sleeping?"
"Where's my mom?"
"She went on a trip with my mom. They won't be back until Wednesday."
"Oh."
After the short exchange, An Yuan's mind gradually cleared. He casually switched on the bedroom light, rubbed his sore eyes, then glanced down, only to see the very obvious bulge in his boxer briefs.
His expression froze. Without a word, he quickly pulled the blanket over himself.
"Oh, come on. It's not like I haven't seen it before. I had one too just a week ago!"
"..."
Completely ignoring the fact that she was a guest, Chen Cheng plopped herself down on his bedside table, swinging her legs as she curiously looked around.
"Your room still looks just like it did in high school."
An Yuan's room was minimalist, aside from the basic furniture, there were barely any decorations. It was neat and tidy, except for his desk, which was a little messy.
On the desk sat an old laptop that his dad had passed down to him. It was so outdated that even watching videos online made it lag. That's why he always went to the internet café with friends.
"Go wait in the living room—"
"Hold on... I smell something weird."
An Yuan's words were cut off as he watched Chen Cheng sniffing around suspiciously.
His face instantly heated up, eyes darting around guiltily.
"I need to get dressed. Get out."
"What, are you shy? Come on, how old are you?"
Seeing that Chen Cheng had no intention of leaving, An Yuan had no choice. He got out of bed, grabbed the T-shirt and shorts she was sitting on, and quickly put them on while striding toward the door.
Normally, changing in front of a close friend wouldn't be a big deal. But Chen Cheng's big, bright eyes made him extremely uncomfortable.
Chen Cheng followed with quick little steps.
"What's for breakfast? Do you have food in your fridge? I'm starving."
"I'll check. I'll make you something."
They arrived in the kitchen. An Yuan opened the double-door fridge. It was only half-stocked.
Chen Cheng's eyes immediately lit up as she reached inside and grabbed two bottles of ice-cold Coke.
"Holy shit! You actually have Coke at home?! I can't even drink cold water at my house without getting scolded!"
"That's because you were on your period two days ago."
"Hey! I never told you my period was over, how'd you know?"
"It usually only lasts for three to five days. If it goes longer, there's a problem."
Having once been engaged, An Yuan actually knew more about women's health than Chen Cheng did. He grabbed some breakfast ingredients from the fridge and casually asked.
"Did you mark your menstrual cycle on your phone? So you don't freak out again next time?"
"I didn't freak out... My phone already tracks it. It's about every 30 days."
Chen Cheng peeked at the cutting board.
"What's for breakfast?"
"Omelette. I'll roll them with lettuce, ham, and bacon, plus some ketchup."
An Yuan cracked a few eggs into a bowl and started whisking. "You know how to stir eggs, right?"
"Leave it to me!"
"Take your time. I'm gonna grab my phone from my room."
An Yuan handed Chen Cheng the bowl and chopsticks, then quickly ran back to his room. A moment later, he was carrying a trash bag almost full of tissues, placing it by the front door to take out when he went downstairs.
He glanced guiltily toward the kitchen, then rubbed his nose with a helpless smile.
Sure, young guys have needs, and it's totally normal...
But who the hell uses their own brother as fapping material?!
Now, just looking at Chen Cheng made him feel guilty. He wanted to slap himself for it.
I'm such a damn pervert!
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