A Faceful Of Lovey-Dovey PDA - Chapter 3

Su Qin was clearly a little stunned too, completely bewildered by this sudden turn of events.

Wang Yanfang smiled as she took Su Qin’s hand, placed it in her own, and shook it. “From now on, we’re good friends. I’m not bragging, but wherever I, Old Wang, am, within a five-hundred-meter radius, no one will dare bully you. Oh right, Su Qin, wasn’t it? Have you ever heard that in this world, there’s a kind of person called the woman of the big sister?”

Chu Mei: “………………”

Fuck. Why didn’t she just say that in this world, there was a kind of person called the man of the big brother?

The little lackeys beside her all looked at one another too. They had clearly accepted eight lollipops as protection money to come beat someone up, so how had this turned into their big sister flirting with girls and picking up chicks? If word of this spread, their reputation in the jianghu would be ruined.

After her initial surprise, Su Qin broke into a smile. Her adaptability was extremely strong, and very quickly, she started chatting with Wang Yanfang.

Seeing the two of them leave with their arms around each other’s shoulders, Chu Mei was left standing in the wind, completely disheveled. What the hell was all this…

It was not until after lunch that Su Qin finally strolled back. Chu Mei was extremely angry. She grabbed Su Qin’s arm and asked, “What did you two go do?”

Su Qin copied her tone. “What else could we do? Eat a meal, look at the scenery, chat a little.”

Chu Mei’s anger surged straight to her head, and she instantly slipped into character. “What? You didn’t even talk with me about poetry, songs, and life philosophy!”

Su Qin laughed and stroked her hair. “All right, stop making trouble. We just chatted casually. Sister Fang is a straightforward person. Her personality is quite similar to yours. You two will become friends in the future.”

“Who wants to be friends with a big sister?” Chu Mei shuddered and refused to let Su Qin touch her. “Like me? Like me?!” Although at that time, neither of them had fully grown up yet, in Chu Mei’s heart, Su Qin had always been an extraordinary existence. She could even be called the one and only. Children were childish to begin with. Chu Mei felt that since she treated Su Qin this way, Su Qin had to treat her the same way. But now, not only had Su Qin abandoned her and gone to eat with that big sister, she even said the big sister was like her. This was practically an injury to that one-and-only place in her heart.

During childhood, Chu Mei’s method for dealing with Su Qin was childish, singular, and effective. That was—I’m not playing with you anymore.

During class, Chu Mei simply lay on the desk and pretended to sleep. Occasionally, when she lifted her head, she also turned a blind eye to Su Qin’s gaze.

After class, she was even more direct. She went to tease the other classmates, laughing and playing happily with everyone, and only ignored Su Qin. When Chu Mei was little, she had already shown powerful social skills, attracting bees and butterflies everywhere, which gave Su Qin quite a headache. Although she had not grown into her looks yet, her advantage was that she had a sweet mouth. Especially those lively, spirited eyes of hers—every smile and every frown was so watery that it could melt a person’s heart.

All the way until school let out, Su Qin waited for Chu Mei at the bicycle shed for a full ten minutes without seeing her. Holding in a breath of anger, she pedaled away with all her strength.

Hiding beneath a willow tree, Chu Mei watched Su Qin leave before slowly walking out. She had originally thought that making Su Qin suffer a little would make her very happy, but her heart felt as if it had been scratched by a cat, awkward in a way she could not describe.

Following her was Lin Xueyin, the only neighbor the two of them shared. She chewed a huge piece of bubble gum and blew a bubble. “How boring. Fighting again? Does that mean I have to carry you home today?”

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Su Qin had originally thought Chu Mei was just throwing a childish little tantrum and would get over it soon.

But unexpectedly, this cold war lasted for an entire week. Su Qin felt wronged and angry, unable to understand which nerve of Chu Mei’s had gone wrong this time.

Lin Xueyin had grown up with the two of them since childhood and understood both of their tempers thoroughly. She advised Chu Mei, “You’ve eaten enough vinegar already. You can’t possibly make Su Qin go her whole life without any friends besides you.”

Chu Mei herself felt wronged too. She fiddled with the little stones on the ground. “Sister Fang doesn’t want to be friends with her. She wants her to be the woman of the big sister. Besides, where would I have the time to be jealous of her? She already thinks someone else is like me. In a few days, Sister Fang will replace me.”

Lin Xueyin frowned. “Is this Sister Fang really that domineering? She’s just a kid, yet she comes on this strong right away? That’s way too calculated. Why is Ah Qin being so shallow this time? How did she get hooked by such an obvious move? All right, Chuchu, stop sulking. Who told you to be born short, with a small chest and a small butt?”

Chu Mei had developed late. She was half a head shorter than Lin Xueyin and a full head shorter than Su Qin.

“What does that have to do with anything?” Chu Mei was unhappy. Lin Xueyin raised an eyebrow. “You don’t know? People these days all like someone with a full, curvy figure.” As she spoke, Lin Xueyin pushed out her own chest. “Just wait. Leave that Sister Fang or whatever to me.”

“Really? Ah Yin, you’re really going to help me?” Chu Mei’s eyes came back to life. Lin Xueyin nodded. “Mm-hmm. Leave it to me!”

Lin Xueyin had grown up with the two of them since childhood. Her personality was unlike Chu Mei’s, which had gradually been tempered by Su Qin into something more and more like a little demon. Lin Xueyin was a living, breathing modern fox spirit. Big eyes, red lips, her entire person pretty and charming. Ever since she was little, she had loved dressing herself up. She had done everything from rubbing on fragrant cream for no reason to curling her hair with a pencil. The boys who pursued her came in row after row, pile after pile, but she looked down on all of them. Her personality was fiery and straightforward, making the boys she rejected both love and hate her.

Lin Xueyin was an efficient and direct type. That very afternoon, she knocked on the door of Class Two, Year One. “Who is Sister Fang?” It had to be said that Lin Xueyin was also a school tyrant in her own right. Apart from studying, she was proficient in morality, intelligence, physical education, and arts. She had even won the junior division championship in international ballroom dancing and first prize in a Go competition. The teachers both loved and hated her. Her fame at school was explosive. Chu Mei stood not far away, secretly watching, wanting to see how her childhood friend would help her vent her anger.

The moment Lin Xueyin knocked on the door, someone recognized her, and everyone turned their heads to look at Sister Fang. Sister Fang was currently chewing on a blade of grass, staring out the window at the sparrows in a daze. Hearing someone call her, she stood up.

Perhaps the weather that day was just too good, and the wind blew with perfect timing. The moment Sister Fang rose, her bangs were lifted by the breeze, giving her an automatic hair-blown beauty effect. Her school uniform jacket was tied roguishly around her waist. She was very tall. In her first year of middle school, she was already one meter sixty-five, and among a crowd of children, she had a rather outstanding, crane-among-chickens kind of presence.

Sister Fang slowly walked to the doorway and propped one hand against the doorframe. With a handsome flick of her hair, she said, “You’re looking for me?”

“Yes… I’m looking for you…” Lin Xueyin stared at Sister Fang and murmured, her gaze beginning to drift.

Not far away, Chu Mei smacked her own forehead. Fuck. No way. Again???!!!

“Is something the matter?” Sister Fang smiled faintly. Although she looked tall and sturdy, her features were actually very delicate. Her face, which should have been sprouting teenage pimples, was smooth and flawless. Her nose was neat and pretty, her red lips were thin, and her eyes were deep, carrying a bit of mixed-race dimensionality. Of course, Sister Fang also claimed to the outside world that she was mixed-race. Her father was Mongolian, her mother was Han Chinese, and she was a proper Mongol-Han mixed-race person.

Lin Xueyin stared blankly at Sister Fang, the nerves in her brain bursting like fireworks in that instant.

“I…”

“You’re Lin Xueyin, right?” Sister Fang looked at Lin Xueyin and smiled. Clearly, she had heard of her famous name.

Lin Xueyin lowered her head shyly, her whole body swept up by the shameful feeling of an idol knowing her name. “I am.”

What the fuuuuuuuuuck…

Not far away, Chu Mei had already fallen into despair over this face-obsessed world.

Sister Fang pinched Lin Xueyin’s cheek, then smiled and held out her hand. “Very happy to meet you.”

Lin Xueyin swallowed. The cheek Sister Fang had pinched flushed like a burning sunset cloud. She lifted her head, and under Chu Mei’s last hopeful gaze, she stretched out her hand without the slightest hesitation.

“Me too!”