Thankfully Not Called Cheng Yun Cheng Yu

Chapter 21: Good Thing I Didn't Name Him Cheng Yun Cheng Yu

As soon as he walked into the gym, he saw Cheng Yan--

Cheng Yan was currently wearing black shorts with white trim, her long, straight legs beneath them, her skin fair and tender. Her upper body was a short sports vest, revealing a waist without an ounce of excess fat, beautifully shaped collarbones, neck, and arms. On her feet, she wore a pair of Asics running shoes. It felt like any random photo taken with a mobile phone could end up on a magazine cover or go viral online.

As expected, no matter how guilty she felt or how much she wanted to hide, she wouldn't let herself come here for nothing.

Cheng Yun quickened his pace and walked over.

Cheng Yan was wearing boxing gloves and standing by the punching bag, seemingly practicing combat.

She also saw Cheng Yun, but instantly withdrew her gaze, continuing to stare at the punching bag in front of her. She twisted her body and threw a punch, producing a dull thud.

Many men and women working out nearby were watching her. The men were a bit better, only stealing glances, but the women were completely open about it, even taking out their mobile phones to pretend to take selfies while secretly framing her in the shot.

Cheng Yun walked closer and saw she was wearing headphones, her mobile phone plugged into her pocket. He couldn't help but frown immediately and ask, "Why didn't you answer my calls?"

"I saw you chatting enthusiastically with that beautiful girl at the entrance! I wanted to give you more time so I wouldn't disturb your flirting." Cheng Yan didn't look at him, instead staring intently at the punching bag. She suddenly threw a straight punch, then said, "Cheng Yun, you've gotten quite capable. In just this short time, you managed to charm the gym receptionist and even got her to willingly risk letting you in!"

"Stop trying to change the subject!" Cheng Yun completely ignored her words. "Did your brain malfunction? Why did you choose Yida?"

"I... where I choose to apply is my freedom!" Cheng Yan said guiltily. "You seem more nervous than I am."

"How can I not be nervous!?" Cheng Yun subconsciously raised his voice. After realizing he had attracted the attention of those nearby, he lowered his voice again. "I'm your brother! Your only guardian!"

"Don't give me that, I just saw you flirting!" Cheng Yan's eyes flashed like lightning, and her punches were just as fast!

With a bang! The punching bag swayed!

"That was my college classmate." Cheng Yun was truly helpless.

"Heh! I chatted with her a few words too. She hasn't even graduated college yet!" Cheng Yan turned her head and gave him a cold look. "You're going to say she's your junior, aren't you?"

"I freaking..." Cheng Yun was speechless. "Fine, even if I was flirting with girls, what business is it of yours!"

"Then... then what I choose for my college application is none of your business either!" Cheng Yan threw another fierce hook, saying it as if throwing a tantrum.

"But why? Did your brain go haywire? The difference between Yida and Tsinghua or Peking University is huge. You have to give me a reason!" Cheng Yun said. "Didn't you always want to go to Yanjing?"

"It's too far from home, I wouldn't be able to adjust to the climate!" Cheng Yan said.

"Aren't you going to climb the Great Wall at Badaling anymore?"

"There are too many people. I could walk the entire length with my feet off the ground, I'm afraid of being taken advantage of!" Cheng Yan continued. "When I have money, I'll go by myself, to Jinshanling or Simatai."

"What about your hot pot?"

"It has a strong mutton smell!"

"What about Peking Duck! Quanjude!"

"You can't eat Peking Duck every day, and I don't like Northern cuisine either." Cheng Yan said. Fearing he would continue to press her, she paused for a moment before quickly changing the subject. "You're lecturing me! What about you? Didn't you always want to be a glorious criminal police officer? Now you're just like a salted fish..."

"...You still remember that." Cheng Yun felt inexplicably awkward. "That was a childhood thing, it doesn't count."

"That was my childhood idea too."

"You're still young now!" Cheng Yun rolled his eyes. The inexplicable anger had already dissipated by more than half. It was infuriating. "But if you do this... how am I supposed to explain to Mom and Dad!"

"Them?" Cheng Yan's eyes softened slightly, but she pulled at the corner of her mouth. "Mom always respects my opinion. As for Dad... with his laid-back, 'whatever' attitude, do you think he'd care about me? You shouldn't worry about it."

"..." Cheng Yun was completely speechless.

Only then did Cheng Yan stop. She let out a sigh of relief, raised her hand, and used her teeth to bite and tear at the Velcro of the boxing gloves, removing one glove before normally taking off the other.

"You wait for me outside. I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes," Cheng Yan said, dropping the gloves and walking towards the shower room.

"Sigh." Cheng Yun sighed deeply.

In a daze, he remembered the family dinner on the eve of the college entrance examination. That night, they had just finished discussing Cheng Yan's future.

Cheng Yan had subtly indicated that she wanted to go to university in Yanjing, so as long as her scores were high enough, it would be either Tsinghua or Peking University.

Cheng Yun had always been confident in his sister's academic performance.

Professor An was a bit anxious because Cheng Yan couldn't decide which university she wanted to attend, causing her to miss out on special recruitment and early admission opportunities. Both of these opportunities could have significantly reduced the risk of her college entrance examination.

Cheng Yan, on the other hand, was very calm.

Professor Cheng was even calmer.

At that time, Professor An had asked him, "What are your thoughts on Tsinghua and Peking University?"

Professor Cheng pushed up his glasses and replied, "They're pretty much the same, it doesn't matter, just fill in one!"

Cheng Yun was as speechless as he was today. "This concerns your daughter's entire future! Can't you give some advice? Why is everything 'whatever'? Did you just pick Mom 'whatever' too?"

Professor Cheng paused for a moment, then found his words inexplicably strange. He replied, "Yes, your mother was a 'whatever' choice for me back then. See, aren't we doing fine now?"

The scene at that time felt like it had just happened yesterday.

"Sigh." Cheng Yun walked out of the gym helplessly, only able to lament that his sister was growing up and leaving him.

"Is that beautiful girl your sister?" Pan Shimeng at the front desk suddenly looked at him and asked.

"Yeah, do you know her?"

"We chatted a few times, not very close, but I remember her name is Cheng Yan." Pan Shimeng said, a look of realization dawning on her face. "Cheng Yun, Cheng Yan, Yun Yan. You really are siblings."

"Uh..."

Cheng Yun's relatives never imagined that the names of the two siblings actually came from Professor Cheng, who couldn't make up his mind at all. At that time, Professor An, respecting him, decided to hand over the naming rights to him. Professor Cheng, however, said that any name would do, as it would all be fleeting smoke after a hundred years anyway. Thus, the names Cheng Yun and Cheng Yan came about, with Cheng Yun for a boy and Cheng Yan for a girl.

After Cheng Yun was born, since one name was left, the two professors decided to have another child.

Cheng Yun shook his head and snapped back to reality, smiling at Pan Shimeng, "I've caused you trouble today."

"It's fine, I'm just working a part-time job here during the summer break anyway, and I'm also discussing the internship agreement with the boss. It won't be a problem even if the boss catches me letting someone in." Pan Shimeng wouldn't admit that the boss here was her boyfriend's father. "Your sister is very beautiful, good genes really make a difference! Among the girls who work out here, your sister is the most beautiful and has the best figure I've ever seen."

"You have a great figure too," Cheng Yun replied.

They didn't chat for long before Cheng Yan came out after showering and changing, carrying her spare clothes.

She wore a pair of form-fitting, stretchy, cropped black harem pants and a heather gray athletic t-shirt, which contrasted sharply with her snow-white skin. Light gray socks peeked out above her athletic shoes. Her hair was half-dry, and her bare face looked incredibly fresh. Her entire demeanor exuded confidence, her expression cool. As she walked out, she attracted quite a few glances.

"Hold this for me," Cheng Yan handed the paper bag in her hand to Cheng Yun, then squinted at Pan Shimeng before walking straight towards the exit. "Let's go home."

"Then we'll be going. Talk to you on WeChat," Cheng Yun said with a smile, turning to Pan Shimeng.

"Okay."

Cheng Yun caught up with Cheng Yan and casually peeked into the bag: Hmm, a sports bra and shorts, and a toiletries bag in a blue plastic pouch. Huh, what's this corner of thin fabric peeking out...

He guiltily glanced at Cheng Yan.

Good grief, he met Cheng Yan's surprised gaze!

"Are you a pervert or something?" Cheng Yan rolled her eyes. "I asked you to hold this for me, and you're peeking into it on the street!"

"Your wording... Can this be called peeking?" Cheng Yun argued, "You asked me to hold it, but you didn't tell me what was inside, and now you're blaming me for looking? If there was something I shouldn't see, why would you give it to me to hold?"

"Then what did you see?"

"What could I see! Just a plastic bag with toiletries! How boring!" Cheng Yun waved his hand. "I'll buy you a nicer storage bag sometime."

"You got that girl's WeChat too?"

"Hey, your train of thought... is a bit too jumpy!" Cheng Yun felt exhausted talking to her. "Didn't I tell you! We've known each other for a long time, we added each other on WeChat years ago! We even ate skewers and drank beer by the roadside together once!"

Cheng Yan glanced at him and continued walking forward.

Not long after, she stopped again, assessed Cheng Yun's physique, and said with a mixture of disdain and helplessness, "Look at you, it's time you started exercising. Your waist is thicker than before, I bet you've got some fat there!"

"I'm telling you, your thinking... really, it's too jumpy!" Cheng Yun said helplessly.

But Cheng Yan's words did hit home.

While he didn't exactly have fat yet, he was far from his former self, who had abs and pecs, and looked leaner yet weighed more. He could clearly feel his physical condition deteriorating in everyday activities.

"Yeah, I'm supposed to deal with countless transmigrators and protect the world. How can I be this weak?" Cheng Yun secretly resolved, "A good body is the foundation for everything. After indulging for so long, it's time to start exercising."

"Starting this summer!"

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