Chapter 1 – Stupid

Edited by: umamin

At the three-year reunion of their university class.

While eating sashimi, Qi Qianze accidentally ate a mouthful of wasabi and choked until tears covered his face.

Someone laughed and put their arms around his shoulders: “Hey bro, I know we haven’t seen each other in a few years, but it’s not worth crying like this, right?”

Qi Qianze waved his hand, trying to say that it was wasabi, but couldn’t make a sound.

He continued coughing, so violently it seemed like he was going to cough up an organ. His neck turned red and his veins bulged.

“Ze-ge can’t handle the spice?”

“My god, he’s coughed himself into this state.”

“Is he okay?”

“……”

The people nearby were so noisy. They even began asking the other classmates if anyone studied medicine, so they could come and take a look at him.

Qi Qianze wanted to laugh. Today was the engineering department reunion, and they’d only graduated three years ago – even if there was someone who’d gone to medical school, it would still take them a few more years to graduate from that, so where could a doctor come from?

Doctor……

Speaking of doctors, Qi Qianze knew one. A handsome, tall, slender one, with a personality so cold it was even slightly twisted.

He only knew this one person who went into the medical field. Qi Qianze thought that if most doctors were like that person, it was good that there wasn’t a doctor at the reunion. If they saw someone being choked by wasabi like this, it wasn’t even worth thinking about how hard they’d secretly laugh – perhaps they’d even write it up and post about it on the internet.

Right, that person was just the kind of person to do such a thing.

He would remain impassive on the surface, but would secretly smirk, and then say……

“Wasabi? Where are they?” It seemed that someone was asking.

What a coincidence, there really was a doctor there.

Qi Qianze’s head was all numb. He pressed his temples as hard as he could, but his thoughts were still a mess.

What would that person say? He thought a bit, oh, that’s right, that person would say–––

“Qi, Qi Qianze?” someone said, “Why are you here?”

The voice seemed pretty familiar, like it was a classmate or someone he knew. Qi Qianze couldn’t recall it clearly.

“Hey, hey, hey, do you recognize me?”

“Take a look at him first, it seems like he wasn’t paying attention and ate a lot of wasabi.”

“He’s coughed to this point, even cried…”

“Could it be that he’s allergic to sashimi?”

The people nearby all chattered in a muddle.

“It’s not an allergy.”

A voice sounded, very cold and very indifferent. As if it carried a physical chill, it froze all the surroundings, turning the chatter distant and small. Quiet.

His voice was the light that pierced the fog and made everything else fade away.

From when he spoke, the only thing in Qi Qianze’s mind was that voice.

“Sashimi is his favorite.”

Qi Qianze lifted his head. His eyes were misty and he couldn’t see anything clearly. He could only feel a hand touching his cheek.

It seemed to be wiping his tears, but the movement was crude and rough– it was a mannerless, ice-cold hand.

“Hey, Fu An, what are you doing…”

Qi Qianze really did recognize that voice. It was Fu An. 

It was Fu An’s voice, it was Fu An’s coldness.

It was that person that he had fruitlessly searched for for many years.

Qi Qianze suddenly grabbed hold of that hand.

He would say––––

“Qi Qianze, how are you still this stupid.”

Author’s Note:

Ate wasabi and nearly kicked the bucket QAQ

Thank you very much!

Translator’s Note:

In case you would like to have a pronunciation in mind, Fu An’s name is 符谙 (fú ān) and Qi Qianze’s name is 启迁泽 (qǐ qiān zé).