SSCF Entry 24

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January 26, X
Weather: Hazy


Today, the sky was overcast. I originally planned to lie in bed for a while, but the sand sculpture was adamant on wanting to drag me along for a morning run. He said that the real rich and handsome Mr. Perfect1 had the habit of exercising in the mornings. 

o(≧口≦)o This guy is full of it!

Even if he wanted to exercise, couldn’t he have at least considered the actual weather outside? The haze was so serious that if someone were to go on a morning run, they would completely become a human air purifier!

I was planning on actually living a few more years, so I refused the sand sculpture’s invitation without a second thought.

“You can’t always nest at home like this. You have to go out and exercise, or else you’ll have a sudden death,” the sand sculpture said as he patted me.

(*  ̄︿ ̄) Is this what he’s hoping for? Can he get my inheritance when I die?

I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep, ignoring him.

By then, I thought he’d back off and leave me be, but give him an inch and he’ll take a mile. At my silence, he sat his butt on my bed and said, “You’re nothing like a wealthy nobleman. If I take a picture of you now and post it, no one will believe that the man in the photo is you.”

“But I’m not a wealthy nobleman, just a hard-press livestock of society who’s on call to work 24 hours a day,” I mumbled with my eyes closed. “This wealthy nobleman, please show some understanding of the hardships of us office workers and let me sleep. Good night.”

When this guy saw that there was no hope in getting me out of bed, he simply took off his jacket and climbed into my quilt, “If you don’t get up, I’ll sleep with you.”

“Get lost!” I kicked him out.

NND2! Just because I gave him some face this morning, this guy thinks I won’t get angry!

He seemed like he hadn’t expected me to really kick him, sitting on the floor with a grimace on his face as he rubbed the painful places.

“Noblemen use their words, not their fists! What kind of hero suddenly sneaks attacks?!”

“You’re the one who asked for it,” I angrily retorted.

Sleep is something that comes only once. Due to this guy’s repeated interruptions, my sleepiness had long since gone up to the clouds.

I grabbed the phone on the table and looked at the time.

It was just over five in the morning! This sand sculpture is poisonous, right?!

I stared at the culprit who had disturbed my dreams. The more I looked, the angrier I felt. To vent, I grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.

“Get lost! It’s about to be Xiao Nian3, roll back to where you came from!” I said.

Seeing that I really was angry, he hugged the pillow and stared up at me pitifully.

To be honest, although this guy is an old man about to celebrate his 30th birthday, whenever he acts like a spoiled child and sells meng4, my heart would soften and be in shambles every time.

“It’s not a problem if you want to stay with me, ah… However, your family is urging you to marry. Even if you run to me to take refuge, I don’t have a suitable girl to introduce you to. The problem that has to be solved is still unsolved.” I tried to persuade him patiently. 

Sometimes, I have the illusion that our identities are reversed; it’s as if I’m the older brother while he is the helpless younger brother.

“What are you afraid of? If worse comes worst, we can be bachelors together for a lifetime!” he laughed.

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

I won’t stop him if he wants to live as a bachelor forever, but why must he bring me down with him?!

I’m just too busy working to have time to date, that’s all! I’m not like him, who plans to be lonely for the rest of his life!

Getting back on track… He plans to die alone. Could it be he realized that his celestial maiden didn’t exist in real life?

From this perspective, it seems like a good thing.

At least this guy finally woke up to reality.


Translator’s Notes:

1. i.e. Tall, rich and handsome.

2. Another curse term.

3. Little New Year, AKA: The Festival of the Kitchen God. It marks the beginning of Chinese New Year preparation.

4. To act cute. 


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