WTMR Chapter 1

“…”

Xiao Qing woke up in a daze, and the scene before him gradually became clear.

What woke him up wasn’t a prince’s kiss but the overwhelming stench in the alley.

Wasn’t he supposed to be in class?

How did he end up here? He covered his nose, furrowing his brow.

In the process, he noticed a long, unhealed wound on his wrist, still bleeding when he wiped it.

After a moment of contemplation, he quickly understood why he was here. Wasn’t this from the Mary Sue… no, the BL novel he read last night?

It involved a blackened loyal dog attacker 1, a sly and ruthless attacker¹Gong 2, a white-turned- black paranoid attacker 3… and him, the dog- licking beauty attacker 4.

I won’t participate, thank you.

The novel was originally just for his entertainment, but when it came to opening his heart to others, he couldn’t manage it.

The core of this story was about the popular protagonist shou, Wen Yu.

Oh, look at that name, so gentle and sweet.

Xiao Qing calmly analyzed his current situation.

As the attacker 4, he was also the one who died the most tragically in this novel.

If he remembered correctly, he was killed in a car accident due to the joint efforts of attacker 1 and attacker 2.

To avoid this situation, he needed to stay away from the main plot and the main characters.

He stood up, brushed off the dust, and suddenly thought of something.

If he remembered correctly… the protagonist shou met attacker 4 in the alley, right?

Sure enough, his premonition came true as footsteps approached.

Not wanting to think too much, he decided to run first.

Xiao Qing grabbed the top of the wall in the alley and easily vaulted over to the other side.

By the time Wen Yu arrived, the alley was already empty.

“Eh? I clearly heard someone here!”

Meanwhile, Xiao Qing was on his way home.

The alley wasn’t far from his house, but the weather turned bad, and it started to rain heavily.

Xiao Qing rummaged through the original owner’s backpack and found an umbrella.

Thus, Xiao Qing walked in the rain with the umbrella.

On the way home, Xiao Qing couldn’t help but think that he would probably remain single forever, as most men in this world were focused on the protagonist.

How could it possibly be his turn? Xiao Qing scoffed.

Unless heaven suddenly showed mercy and dropped a pie from the sky.

Otherwise…

Before he could finish his thought, everything went black as something collided with him.

Xiao Qing lost his balance and fell to the ground.

The umbrella was thrown a short distance away.

Xiao Qing: …

A boy in a black coat, who smelled of blood, was lying on top of him.

Although called a boy, he seemed to be about the same age as Xiao Qing.

Xiao Qing glanced at his outfit, which was a school uniform like his own.

As inhumane as it sounded, he really didn’t want to save this person.

Isn’t saving people the protagonist’s responsibility? What does it have to do with him?

He moved the boy in the black coat aside and propped himself up to stand.

His pants were already wet.

Xiao Qing sighed in resignation, picked up the umbrella nearby, and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, the hem of his pants was pulled.

Turning around, he saw the boy from before.

Xiao Qing: … Tsk.

Xiao Qing took a step forward, and the boy was dragged forward too.

But he showed no intention of letting go.

Xiao Qing was almost at his doorstep, yet the young man still wouldn’t release him.

It was as if he was saying, “If you don’t save me today, I’ll die at your doorstep tomorrow.”

Xiao Qing was getting impatient with being tugged along, yet he couldn’t let him die at his door.

Otherwise, the headline in the paper would read: “Shock! A high school student ignores an injured classmate! He actually lets him die at his own doorstep!”

When Xiao Qing opened the door, the young man still clung tightly to his ankle.

With no other choice, Xiao Qing dragged the young man inside and tossed him onto the living room floor.

Don’t say it, the young man looked thin but weighed more than he expected.

Xiao Qing looked at the water on the floor and guessed he would probably be doing laundry and mopping again today.

After a sigh, Xiao Qing went to grab the first aid kit.

When he returned, the young man had already turned over, ready for treatment.

Xiao Qing: …

After a moment of silence, Xiao Qing began to check the his injuries.

To be honest, the young man in the black coat looked quite handsome.

With golden hair and long eyelashes, he resembled a prince waiting for a princess’s kiss.

Unfortunately, Xiao Qing had a bit of face blindness, so after a quick glance, he looked away to check other injuries.

Aside from some scrapes on his cheek and the corner of his mouth, there didn’t seem to be anything serious.

Once Xiao Qing finished bandaging, he put away the first aid kit and planned to ignore him.

Are you kidding? Was he supposed to change his clothes too? He had floors to mop. He didn’t have time to waste with him.

After mopping the floors and taking a shower, the young man was still sprawled out on the floor, motionless.

Xiao Qing glanced outside. It had been a long time, and the rain had stopped.

Without saying a word, he immediately yanked the young man by his collar, opened the front door, and tossed the uninvited guest outside.