Chapter 1: Post

Title: When Can I Successfully Pursue My Wife? Ahh…

1st Floor(OP):

I’m starting this thread to document my pursuit of someone, simply recording the process until I succeed!

2nd Floor:

Oh, oh, oh, I finally caught a live thread for the first time. Count me in on the pursuit.

3rd Floor:

I’ve already foreseen the grand finale: “Thank you, everyone, we’re together now.”

3rd Floor (OP):

Taking my good friend’s wise words as truth, I’ll let you know when I’m successful right away.

4th Floor:

OP (Original Poster), could you share a bit about the background of the story?

5th Floor:

Just reserving a spot.

6th Floor:

Indeed, OP, care to give us some context? 

7th Floor(OP):

I just wanted to document it for myself, but since there are people interested, I’ll give you a general idea.

OP: I’m a third-year student at a certain university, and let’s call the person I like “c.”

We’re roommates, started living together from the first year because our university assigns rooms for four people, and we didn’t change rooms throughout the four years. We’re now in our third year, so I’ve been living with c for two years.

In the beginning of the first semester of freshman year, I didn’t have feelings for him; I just thought he was nice and easy to talk to. He’s usually gentle and soft-spoken, especially adorable.

I realized I liked him in the second semester of freshman year. One weekend, I was called home and spent two days doing labor for my dad. I came back to the school late at night, utterly exhausted. When I entered the dorm, everyone else was out except him.

The moment he heard me come in, he didn’t say anything and left the room.

I felt a bit wronged at that time, wondering why he’d run away upon seeing me.

But he returned in less than two minutes, handing me a glass of milk.

Turns out, he had gone to use the communal microwave to heat up the milk for me. I was so caught up in feeling wronged that I didn’t notice he had something in his hands when he left.

I took a sip, and it turned out to be my favorite flavor.

This flavor is hard to come by, usually out of stock.

I asked him about it, and he softly said, “Isn’t this your favorite flavor? I saw it at the supermarket yesterday and bought some, planning to give it to you when you got back today.”

He was wearing a white sweater at that time, probably just had a shower, his hair still a bit damp, and he had the scent of shower gel on him.

He just stood there, looking at me obediently as I drank the milk, his eyes full of anticipation. I even suspected I saw the words “Praise me quickly” in his eyes back then.

He was like a fluffy kitten, making me want to give him a pat or two.

You guys have no idea how badly I wanted to call him my wife back then!

It was in that very moment that I realized I liked him. It wasn’t an illusion from weariness, nor was it for any desire for warmth. This emotion grew unconsciously over a year of being together, eventually sprouting into a towering tree; it’s just that the right time to release it hadn’t been found yet.

Perhaps this is what they mean by: Love begins in a way unknown, deep and profound.

8th Floor:

Wait a minute??? The person you like is your roommate?

9th Floor:

A gay guy is by my side?

10th Floor:

Wow, what a twist! Love to hear and see.

11th Floor:

Respectfully *knocking.

*shipping

12th Floor:

Knocked, knocked!

13th Floor:

Can the upper floors calm down a bit? The OP likes his roommate, but what if the roommate is straight? Is the OP trying to bend a straight guy?

14th Floor:

A true straight guy can’t be bent, if they are bent, it can only mean they weren’t truly straight to begin with.

15th Floor:

I won’t discuss this matter with you for now.

Let’s focus on the OP for now. Regarding what c did – heating a glass of milk for you – it might simply be good manners on their part. If they have no romantic feelings, your one-sided affection might trouble c.

16th Floor:

OP, you must figure out c’s sexual orientation, falling for a straight guy won’t end well!!!

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35th Floor(OP):

I just went to the restroom, and you’ve already discussed so much?

What everyone is concerned about now is c’s sexual orientation, right? Don’t worry, I’m not the kind of person who forces their feelings onto others. I’ve tested the waters on this; he’s open to dating guys.

Also, some of you are saying he doesn’t like me, I’ve considered that as well. At least he doesn’t dislike me, so I can take my time. Pursuing someone requires patience.

36th Floor:

Darn it! Can’t anyone else see how cute c is!

37th Floor:

Ah, ah, ah, why are all the cute guys in other schools? I bet they’re really handsome.

38th Floor:

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, right? Also, the OP never mentioned c’s appearance, only saying “cute.” So, based on my guess, c is probably a delicate-looking guy.

39th Floor:

How do you know that, person above?

40th Floor:

Seriously, where are all the handsome guys hiding? How come I haven’t come across them? Let’s talk about our own school; there are only a few guys who can be called handsome.

50th Floor:

What’s this? Are we starting to discriminate based on appearance now?

51st Floor:

I never said that! How dare you randomly accuse me and tarnish my innocence!

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70th Floor(OP):

Maybe I’m experiencing the “beauty is in the eye of the beholder” phenomenon. But I was truly astonished by c.

When the school year started, c arrived at the dorm on the last day. The moment I saw him, two words filled my mind: good looking!

C is truly… there’s a term for it, something like “innocently alluring.”

Long legs, slender waist, fair skin, beautiful collarbones – like a fairy. But he also has a very pure face, especially his doe-like eyes, innocent and endearing. It makes you want to pamper him.

Of course, this is my current thinking. Back then, I just thought he looked good – nothing more!

71st Floor:

No need to explain, OP, you’re being shallow.

72nd Floor:

OP is being shallow.

73rd Floor:

Shallow.

74th Floor:

Such a guy exists? I don’t believe it unless I see a photo.

75th Floor:

I don’t believe it, unless I see it.

76th Floor:

Show us.

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95th Floor(OP):

Aren’t you all being too much… I won’t post his photo without his consent. Plus, I know my wife looks good!

96th Floor:

OP, the sun is still up, and you’re already daydreaming?

97th Floor:

Darn it, OP, why not take a look at your own title?

98th Floor:

Do you think he knows you’re calling him your wife here? Calling another man your wife, isn’t that repulsive?

99th Floor:

What’s wrong with upstairs? Men can’t call each other wives?

100th Floor:

While I’m not used to guys being called wives, has OP hurt anyone by doing so?

101st Floor:

What’s the matter with calling someone your wife? Anyone I like becomes my wife! 

112th Floor(OP):

Goodness, can we not argue about anything? I wouldn’t call c by that name in the real world; it’s just something I do for fun here.

Maybe it’s influenced by my parents – they’re always showing affection in front of me, and my dad dotes on my mom. I call c “wife” just because I want to pamper him, nothing more. If you find it off-putting, click the ‘X’ in the upper right corner.

113th Floor:

I get it, I get it. I want to call all those wonderful people my wife, I’ve got a harem of three thousand.

114th Floor:

OP, ignore them and continue your story.

115th Floor:

I feel like OP is the type of carefree, big straight guy (even though they’re not straight). I wonder how they’ll pursue c?

116th Floor(OP):

Whoa – almost got caught by c, luckily I reacted quickly.

117th Floor:

Danger!!!

118th Floor:

Danger! Is c right beside OP?

119th Floor:

OP, be careful! I still want to see how this ends.

120th Floor(OP):

Darn it, you guys have no idea how close that was… I was reading and suddenly he came over, leaned on my shoulder, and asked me what I was doing. Looking at his curious eyes, I nearly blurted everything out. Thankfully, I held back; otherwise, I would’ve been in big trouble. Beauty can indeed be deceiving!

121st Floor:

Didn’t c see your screen, OP?

122nd Floor:

Seconding that question.

123rd Floor(OP):

At the time, I had just exited and was scrolling through other threads; he knew I browse this forum regularly, so he didn’t suspect anything.

124th Floor:

OP is quite fortunate, but please be more cautious.

125th Floor:

Even in a flock of 80 sparrows, if c figures out your feelings, he might run before you even start chasing.

126th Floor:

Wait, doesn’t c use this forum? OP’s description is so specific that someone familiar would recognize it instantly.

128th Floor(OP):

No worries, no worries~ I’m well aware of the software and apps he uses regularly. He doesn’t use the forum, otherwise, how would I dare to post?

129th Floor:

Tsk, tsk, tsk, OP, how do you know so much?

130th Floor:

Didn’t OP say they’re roommates? It’s normal to know each other’s habits, right?

131st Floor:

upstairs is right, it’s perfectly normal. My roommate and I also share our embarrassing stories.

132nd Floor:

Alright, I’ll continue in a bit. My wife has prepared dinner~

133rd Floor:

???

134th Floor:

???

135th Floor:

??? Isn’t OP a college student?

136th Floor:

Could they be renting outside?

137th Floor:

Likely.

Argh! I want a roommate who cooks for me too!

138th Floor:

upstairs, stop dreaming.

139th Floor:

So, currently, OP is already cohabiting with c?

140th Floor:

It seems… like it…

141st Floor:

But they might not be the only two living together, right?

142nd Floor:

OP, where are you, OP!

143rd Floor:

Didn’t OP say they’re going to eat? Just wait.

144th Floor:

No way, no way! Could there really be modern people who eat without playing on their phones?

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201st Floor(OP):

I’m back, just finished washing the dishes.

My adorable wife is sitting across from me; who’d be looking at their phone?

The group above must all be without wives!

202nd Floor:

Wake up, he’s not your wife.

203rd Floor:

Wake up, it’s not even dark yet.

…

207th Floor:

Don’t stray off topic! OP, be honest, are you and c living together?

208th Floor(OP):

Huh? Yeah!

C and I moved out to live together during sophomore year. I mentioned earlier that I was helping my dad, so I’d come back to school late. It wasn’t convenient to stay in the dorm, so I moved out.

Of course, at first, I didn’t really expect c to move in with me. But jokingly, I asked, and he agreed. 

At that time, I had just started pursuing him; the window of opportunity hadn’t even opened yet. He probably didn’t even know I was pursuing him, so he agreed to live with me. After all, who would live together with someone who has feelings for them, right? 

I can’t cook, so I usually buy groceries and wash the dishes, while c does the cooking. By the way, the food my wife makes is really delicious, sniff sniff.

209th Floor:

? You haven’t won him over yet?

210th Floor:

? Small bottom, you’re living together and he’s cooking for you, and you still haven’t won him over?

211th Floor:

OP, you’re hopeless!

212th Floor:

OP, you’re hopeless!

213th Floor:

Have you confessed yet, OP? I’m afraid you’ll say it when the time comes, and this wonderful wife will run away.

214th Floor:

Oh, this? No worries, I’ve confessed many times already. Even though he hasn’t accepted, he also doesn’t dislike me~

215th Floor:

I’m starting to lose track of this development.

216th Floor:

Same here, is c too kind-hearted? To just naturally live together with someone who’s interested in him.

217th Floor:

Maybe c also likes OP?

218th Floor:

OP said they’ve confessed many times, but c hasn’t accepted, is that what “liking” looks like?

219th Floor:

Upstairs, do you know what “fishing” is?

220th Floor:

It’s probably not fishing, more like dangling. It’s that sort of ambiguous state, not agreeing but not rejecting either, just trying to gain benefits from OP.

221st Floor:

Saying that, it does seem a bit like that…

222nd Floor:

No way… Is my precious character setting going to collapse?

223rd Floor:

upstairs is making it sound like a fan club, getting all emotional and involved?

224th Floor(OP):

Don’t think of c like that; it’s my own fault.

Sigh… I’ll explain more tomorrow…

225th Floor:

There’s a story! I won’t be sleepy because of this.

226th Floor:

This development, it feels a bit masochistic.

227th Floor:

Damn, OP, come back quickly!

228th Floor:

I’m going to sleep; I’ll wake up early tomorrow to check for updates.

TN:

Hello, this just a mindless social-media type story without much plot. I translated it for fun and to reduce the “heaviness” from another project I was working on. So, don’t expect too much from this. Just enjoy the gong’s obliviousness and netizens melon eating.