After Marrying the Cold and Elegant Beauty, I Fell in Love (GL) - Chapter 13

The slightly warm summer breeze brushed against her face, but Han Shuangshuang felt chilled straight through inside.

She clearly knew Shen Yuru was the great villain, and that she was wandering right on the edge of blackening, yet the system still made her do these kinds of tasks that could get her killed at any moment.

Mm.

Wasn’t this obviously setting her up?

Even pushing her luck could not be done like this.

Couldn’t a couple of verbal jabs already satisfy the character setting of someone who pushed her luck?

[System: Host is not an ordinary malicious female supporting character.]

“What? Am I the malicious female supporting character from Wang Wei’s poems or something?”

[System: Host is the ultimate collection of every cannon-fodder female supporting character bug. Not only are you death-seeking and brainless, you are also ruthless, greedy for more, look down on others, and like bullying the weak.]

Han Shuangshuang simply did not understand.

Who exactly defined all of these things?

Why was the original owner viewed this way in everyone else’s eyes?

Just because she could not speak well and did not know how to curry favor, she had to suffer this much?

[System: Please make a choice within five minutes, Host. Otherwise, the punishment for the next battlefield of a romance-drama showdown will be intensified. Please make your decision carefully, Host!]

The palm Han Shuangshuang was using to hold Shen Yuru’s index finger had already begun continuously sweating.

She did not know whether it was from nervousness or embarrassment, but she kept feeling that those words were circling in her mouth, and no matter what, she could not say them.

She was a perfectly good young girl in the prime of life. How was she supposed to say something so presumptuous and even a little suggestive?

Shen Yuru watched Han Shuangshuang lower her head without moving.

The crown of her black hair was right in front of her.

For some reason, it suddenly reminded Shen Yuru of a video that had once popped up while she was scrolling through her phone.

A silly dog would fall in love with humans as long as humans stroked it.

Han Shuangshuang’s strange behavior, paired with those puppy eyes of hers, really made it easy to picture.

Shen Yuru felt her heart inexplicably touched, as though the one soft place still left in her heart had somehow been occupied.

Since childhood, her side had been filled with ill-intentioned flattery. Everyone approached her with a purpose. Yet just when she thought someone was offering her genuine feelings, that person would change into a terrifying face behind her and stab her viciously in the back.

Gradually, she began to hate those who took the initiative to get close to her. She used coldness to disguise herself, tried her best not to have any intersections with anyone, lowered her own presence, and forgot what it felt like to be surrounded by other people’s warmth.

Yet Han Shuangshuang was like a doggo brimming with energy from head to toe, never knowing exhaustion, forever full of enthusiasm.

Even Shen Yuru’s fingertips seemed to feel warmth.

As if possessed, Shen Yuru reached out and gently placed her hand on the top of Han Shuangshuang’s head. Her slender fingers moved with extreme softness, slowly stroking Han Shuangshuang’s hair.

Han Shuangshuang’s hair was tied into a bold high ponytail, just like her personality.

Shen Yuru lifted her fingers and slipped them into Han Shuangshuang’s flamboyant ponytail. The smooth hair seemed to slide past her fingertips. Just like Han Shuangshuang herself, it was warm and playful, impossible to understand, making one linger, yet also impossible to grasp.

“Although Student Han didn’t directly say in any of those sentences that I was wrong, every line was an accusation. Then why doesn’t Student Han explain why you also appeared at that bar? Since you decided to study properly, why did you still go to that kind of place…”

Shen Yuru’s voice was clear and faint. She only said half of it, leaving the other half for Han Shuangshuang to savor herself.

Han Shuangshuang’s heart thudded.

She lifted her head, and those wet puppy eyes suddenly crashed straight into Shen Yuru’s heart.

Han Shuangshuang was unbearably embarrassed. Three minutes had already passed, yet she still did not have the courage to say those lines.

Shen Yuru was struck by Han Shuangshuang’s gaze and somewhat awkwardly turned her head aside. Her breathing was slightly hurried, and then she raised a hand to cover her chest.

Her heart condition, according to the doctor, had been caused by psychological issues, but in physical terms, it was heart failure.

She liked being alone. She disliked crowds. She liked quiet and disliked noise.

She grew increasingly unmoved by more and more things. Her heartbeat became slower and slower. Very few things could make her heart race and make her feel the sensation of her heart beating.

This Han Shuangshuang really was…

From an angle Han Shuangshuang could not see, Shen Yuru bit her lip, then immediately adjusted her emotions.

“Why isn’t Student Han speaking? Could all those things you said just now have merely been a bluff, forced logic, and a way to seize the upper hand first?”

Han Shuangshuang’s pout rose even higher.

She looked as though she had suffered some great grievance.

Clearly, both Shen Yuru and the system were bullying her, yet they still said she was the malicious female supporting character.

Han Shuangshuang grabbed Shen Yuru’s wrist. The warmth of her palm covered the back of Shen Yuru’s slightly cool hand.

The feeling was very strange.

Although her heart was completely open and upright, they were standing too close. Wave after wave of the night breeze brushed past, and she could smell the scent on Shen Yuru’s body, as cold and clear as a mountain spring.

It was very light, very faint, and carried a trace of sweetness.

Like the only antidote for someone suffering from a hangover.

“I only stayed silent for a moment, yet Sister Shen acts like you’ve caught hold of some weakness. Weren’t my words clear enough? I studied for an entire day. Am I not allowed to come out and relax a little? Sister Shen is still using those fixed impressions to judge me. That really makes me sad.”

Shen Yuru pressed her lips together and said nothing.

Under the cover of night, Han Shuangshuang could not clearly see Shen Yuru’s expression.

Unable to see the great villain’s icy face, Han Shuangshuang let out a long breath and gathered her courage.

“Whose fault this is has already been made very clear, yet the person at fault still refuses to apologize. Keeping such a stiff face and insisting others lower their heads is really not good.”

Han Shuangshuang’s palm was already sweating from nervousness, but in order to match her character setting, she could only slowly stroke the back of Shen Yuru’s hand with her thumb, like a barely-there tease, circling once around the web between Shen Yuru’s thumb and index finger.

“An apology can be spoken aloud, or it can be shown through actions. What matters is whether the person involved is sincere or not. I actually want to know what Sister Shen is thinking in her heart.”

Fortunately, the night was dark enough. She could not clearly see Shen Yuru’s face, and Shen Yuru likewise could not clearly see hers. Only because of that did Han Shuangshuang dare to take a step forward. Those bright puppy eyes stared straight at Shen Yuru without blinking, as though she had been tricked in love and was determined to demand a proper status, certain that Shen Yuru had to give her an explanation.

Shen Yuru felt her hand itch terribly.

Her lashes trembled. “What kind of explanation do you want?”

Han Shuangshuang felt Shen Yuru silently apply strength, trying to withdraw her hand, but Han Shuangshuang increased her grip and held on tightly, not allowing Shen Yuru to escape just like that.

“Sister Shen, don’t be so cold. Do you still remember that day when Sister Shen pressed me behind the curtain and covered my mouth? You were so forceful and domineering, and you didn’t explain anything to me either. Thinking about it this way, I’m actually more understanding than Sister Shen.” Han Shuangshuang’s mind frantically recalled all the times Shen Yuru had touched and handled her, using them as a setup for the words the system required her to say next.

Otherwise, she would really seem like a pervert.

“In that case, why doesn’t Sister Shen kiss me once? A friendly kiss to soothe my grievance.”

[System: That kind of expression is not acceptable, Host. The system’s requirement is a pleasing kiss. Host must express to Shen Yuru that you want her to please Host with a kiss for it to count as successful.]

Han Shuangshuang’s nervous saliva stuck in her throat. Swallowing was wrong, not swallowing was also wrong. She truly hoped this mouthful of saliva would simply choke her to death.

“I feel like that still isn’t enough. After all, Sister Shen was the one who misunderstood me first, so you should be a little more proactive, right? Sister Shen, do you know how to please someone?”

Han Shuangshuang could feel Shen Yuru’s body stiffen after she said those words. When Shen Yuru lifted her head to look at her, those phoenix eyes carried a trace of disbelief.

Han Shuangshuang held her breath and waited for judgment to descend.

For a careless instant, she nearly let Shen Yuru pull her hand back. After reacting, she tightly grabbed Shen Yuru’s index finger.

Shen Yuru gave a cold laugh, her tone strange. “I wonder how many people you’ve used this routine on. Unfortunately, I don’t fall for it.”

Han Shuangshuang’s face stiffened. She maintained an innocent expression, but inside, she screamed silently.

It was over, over, over. This was all the stupid system’s fault.

Shen Yuru must be angry.

She knew this route would not work.

[System: It’s fine, Host. Isn’t there still the second option? Since you can’t make the other party take the initiative, being a little proactive yourself will also have results.

Warm reminder: Host only has thirty seconds remaining for this mission.]

Now there was no time left for Han Shuangshuang to think.

Han Shuangshuang could only cling to Shen Yuru’s index finger as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

The slightly warm night breeze brushed past their faces, lifting a few strands of Shen Yuru’s loose hair and sweeping them across Han Shuangshuang’s face.

Looking at those cool phoenix eyes across from her, Han Shuangshuang had to admit that Shen Yuru really was beautiful.

“Sister Shen really isn’t honest. Or do you think I’m easy to fool? You say a few pretty words that don’t hurt or itch, then offer a few unwilling apologies, and you think that’s enough to soothe my wounded little heart? If a person doesn’t receive a little punishment, they won’t know right from wrong, nor will they know pain.”

Han Shuangshuang lowered her voice as she spoke. Those puppy eyes gazed heavily at Shen Yuru. Then she placed Shen Yuru’s finger into her mouth. First, she gently rubbed Shen Yuru’s fingertip with her lips. After that, she parted her mouth slightly, warm and damp, using her canine teeth to lightly and carefully graze it.

Shen Yuru felt that from childhood until now, her heart had never beaten so violently.

It was as though her heart had long since been taken away by Han Shuangshuang and was now being held in her hand.

What exactly was this Han Shuangshuang trying to do?

Only when a faint pain came from her fingertip did Han Shuangshuang speak in an unbearably hoarse voice.

“Even at a time like this, Sister Shen is still using your expression to scold me.”

Shen Yuru suddenly came back to her senses and immediately pulled back her finger. The sensation still remained on it, branded into her mind, impossible to dispel for a while.

Shen Yuru raised her other hand and suddenly pinched Han Shuangshuang’s round cheek.

In the quiet night, Han Shuangshuang could hear the trace of agitation in Shen Yuru’s words.

“I told you before, Han Shuangshuang. Don’t use the tricks you use on others on me.”

Author’s Note:

Shen Yuru: Starting to feel vexed. Vexed, vexed, vexed, vexed.

Han Shuangshuang: Dog-type straight girl. Treat her well, treat her well, treat her well.