Today's Sunset Is Beautiful

Yu Shao's family ran a Hotpot restaurant.

It was not some huge internet-famous Hotpot restaurant, just a small one run by a husband and wife on the street. The decor was somewhat old, but the food tasted good and there were plenty of repeat customers, so business was decent.

It was just reaching dinnertime, the busiest time for the Hotpot restaurant. Thus, when Yu Shao returned home, his parents had yet to come back.

When he entered the living room, he found two dishes and a soup on the table, covered with a mesh food cover.

Shredded pork with green peppers and dried tofu, beef stew with carrots, and winter melon soup—ordinary home-cooked dishes. Cai Xiaomei had probably rushed home to make them during the afternoon, when the restaurant was less busy.

There was also a note beside the dishes. It read: Heat the food in the microwave before eating. Don't be lazy.

Yu Shao could not help smiling when he saw the handwriting on the note.

In his memories, the original owner had often been too lazy to heat the dishes and would simply serve himself rice and eat them cold. That was why this note had appeared later.

However, as an adult mentally, Yu Shao knew how to take care of himself. Naturally, he would not eat cold food.

Before long, Yu Shao had heated all the dishes in the microwave. Only then did he scoop himself some rice, turn on the TV as a side dish, and lower his head to eat while watching.

As he ate, Yu Shao's phone suddenly buzzed. Looking down, he saw that he had received a WeChat message.

Cheng Mengjie: What are you doing?

When he saw Cheng Mengjie's contact name, Yu Shao's eyelid twitched.

Cheng Mengjie was a girl in his class. She was fairly pretty, the sweet girl type. The original owner had once confessed to her, only to be rejected because she said, "We should focus on studying in high school."

Yes, although the original owner had a crush on Xu Ziqin, that did not stop him from confessing to Cheng Mengjie. It was like how Satomi Ishihara was his wife, yet that did not stop him from committing bigamy.

Still, a rejection was a rejection. Yet Cheng Mengjie often came to chat with the original owner out of the blue, saying things like, "It would be great if we were already in college."

Did that mean that if they were already college students, she would agree to be with him?

Did she actually like me too?

The original owner was young and had never seen such tactics before. He was quickly hooked like a fish with its mouth caught on the line, even believing that she had rejected him only because she wanted to study hard and get into a good university. What an outstanding girl she was.

But strangely enough, just as the original owner had rekindled his passion for Cheng Mengjie, she suddenly turned cold and stopped chatting with him as much.

The original owner was very smart and immediately came to a realization.

She must be at home doing homework!

By the time Yu Shao transmigrated, the original owner had reached the terrifying point where, after finally receiving a reply from Cheng Mengjie, he would writhe around in bed like a maggot for half the day in blissful satisfaction.

Yu Shao actually thought Cheng Mengjie was quite something. At such a young age, she had already mastered tea art. Unlike him—at her age, he had only mastered Go skills.

After transmigrating here, Yu Shao had never contacted Cheng Mengjie, nor had he spoken to her at school. Cheng Mengjie had not taken the initiative to contact him either.

Yu Shao had originally thought the matter had simply passed, but unexpectedly... what was meant to come had come after all.

So, should he reply to this WeChat message or not?

After thinking it over, Yu Shao felt that she was still a classmate, and ignoring her would be somewhat impolite. So he typed back: Eating.

After replying, Yu Shao put down his phone and continued shoveling rice into his mouth.

By the time Yu Shao was nearly done eating, Cheng Mengjie had not sent another message. Just as he thought this young tea art master had seen the error of her ways, his phone buzzed again.

Cheng Mengjie: Today's sunset is beautiful. (image.jpg)

He opened the image. It was a photo of the sunset, with a fair little hand held up toward the sun in a V-sign. Any Nike-mouthed high school boy would surely think: Wow, she's so cute and fresh!

Even Yu Shao looked at it carefully for a couple of seconds this time. Once he determined that the Vancleef & Arpels bracelet on her wrist was a Putian knockoff, he closed his phone in satisfaction and decided not to reply again.

But unexpectedly, before long, his phone buzzed once more.

Cheng Mengjie: Why are you ignoring me?

Yu Shao still did not reply.

Cheng Mengjie: Have you finished eating? What did you eat?

Yu Shao could not quite hold back anymore. Picking up his phone, he typed: Food.

The other side immediately fell into a long silence. Not another WeChat message came through, even after Yu Shao finished eating.

Yu Shao was happy to see that happen. Since he had finished eating anyway, he got up and began clearing the dishes.

After putting the leftovers in the refrigerator and washing all the bowls and chopsticks, Yu Shao went into his bedroom, pulled his books from his schoolbag, lowered his head, and began doing his homework.

By the time Yu Shao's parents returned home, it was already ten at night. More and more people ate late-night snacks these days, so Yu's father and mother had been closing the restaurant later and later.

Yu Dongming had even considered staying open twenty-four hours a day, but after discussing it, the couple ultimately decided against it. It was simply too exhausting.

By the time Yu Dongming and Cai Xiaomei returned home, Yu Shao had long finished his homework and was lying on the sofa watching a movie.

Yu Shao felt that he had discovered a hidden perk of transmigrating into a parallel world.

Although many classic films and TV shows from his previous life did not exist here, this world's classics were in no way inferior to those from his previous life. Some were even better.

That meant countless wonderful new movies awaited Yu Shao's review. Compared to his previous life, where finding a good show was like panning for gold in shit, the difference was enormous!

Yu Shao had once suddenly wondered whether he should bring the movies, novels, and TV dramas from his previous life into this world, just like those Literary plagiarists and Film plagiarists in novels.

But it was only a thought.

As for the films and TV dramas from his previous life, Yu Shao only knew their general plots. Making a movie required not only an understanding of camera language and the art of light and shadow, but more importantly, the ability to secure investment.

Those who copied novels were even more absurd. Novels could easily run to millions of characters—how could anyone remember them clearly? Even if they did, unless they wrote professionally, did they have the writing ability and speed to put them down on paper?

To those Literary plagiarist and Film plagiarist predecessors in novels, Yu Shao could only say: My brain isn't very good. Can I borrow yours for a while?

"Have you finished your homework, lying here watching a movie?"

The moment Yu Dongming got home and saw Yu Shao lying on the sofa watching a movie, he could not help frowning as he spoke.

"Dad, I finished it ages ago."

Yu Shao immediately proved his innocence. "My homework is all on the desk in my room."

"Even so, look what time it is. Go take a shower and sleep. Don't you have class tomorrow?"

At that moment, Cai Xiaomei spoke up too. "No self-discipline at all. If we hadn't come home today, would you have watched all night?"

Yu Shao had once been skeptical when he heard that mothers all over the world spoke the same way. Now it seemed that it was not merely the whole world—mothers in two different worlds spoke the same way.

Still, Yu Shao did not dislike it.

His mother had passed away early in his previous life, and he had not heard those words in a long time. Hearing them again now made his heart feel a little warm.

"Got it. I'm going to wash up now."

Yu Shao smiled, picked up the remote and turned off the TV, then found a change of clothes and entered the shower room.

"This child..."

Watching Yu Shao enter the shower room, Cai Xiaomei said to her husband in surprise, "He's actually been pretty obedient these past two days. Could his rebellious phase already be over?"

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