After Marrying the Cold and Elegant Beauty, I Fell in Love (GL) - Chapter 9

Shen Yuru wore a chiffon blouse paired with light-colored straight-leg jeans. When she wasn’t using those icy phoenix eyes to stare expressionlessly at others, she had a gentle, intellectual air about her.

Han Shuangshuang felt like she was holding a hot potato in her arms.

“Sister Shen, Sister Shen, wake up! You can’t faint here!” If Shen Yuru woke up and found them hugging, what if she thought Han Shuangshuang was taking advantage of her?

Though she knew her own orientation well—she definitely liked beautiful women—that didn’t mean she liked to strike when people were down. Most importantly, the reputation of this “vicious supporting character” was in the gutter. She was known for being a “player” who changed girlfriends every few weeks.

Han Shuangshuang checked the memory: fortunately, the book glossed over these details. If she wanted to “wash herself clean,” she just needed to put in a little effort.

Shen Yuru felt so cold, as if she were lying in the snow. Her whole body was stiff and immovable, and her heart throbbed with waves of dull pain. It felt like countless needles were piercing her chest; she wanted to pull them out but had no way to do so.

A buzzing sound filled her ears—the cacophony of relatives plotting against her. She curled into a corner in a room with no lights. She couldn’t see any brightness, only the blurry shadows of relatives fighting in the living room. She tried to cover her ears, but the voices only flooded in more clearly. She tried to cover her eyes, but the images appeared even more vividly.

She was cold, truly cold. Her entire body felt terrifyingly chilled.

[System: Please take action immediately. Shen Yuru’s current condition is very dire.]

Since the System said so, Han Shuangshuang had no choice. She moved Shen Yuru to the very back of the classroom, using a desk to hide her silhouette and letting her sit curled up in a chair. She got up to pull all the curtains shut and covered the surveillance camera.

I’m so hungry.

Han Shuangshuang could only make out Shen Yuru’s face by the faint, hazy light. She saw that the beauty’s complexion was frighteningly pale, and her lips had no color at all. Han Shuangshuang felt like their clothes weren’t thick enough; she herself was only wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt.

The System is talking nonsense.

Han Shuangshuang tentatively touched Shen Yuru’s fingers. They were so cold she almost flinched. As expected of a book world—things often happened that were both illogical and perfectly “novel-logic.”

[System: You’ve already transmigrated, Host. Don’t be such a stickler for details. Saving the person is what matters.]

Hearing this, Han Shuangshuang stopped overthinking. She reached out and wrapped Shen Yuru’s entire hand in her palms. Shen Yuru’s fingers were slender, but her palms were small; her long, lily-white fingers were curled into a fist that Han Shuangshuang could easily envelop.

Han Shuangshuang put her arm around Shen Yuru’s shoulders and pulled the cushion off a stool to place on the floor. She sat down and pulled Shen Yuru into her lap, using her own chest to transfer warmth to the other woman. She rested her chin against the curve of Shen Yuru’s neck.

The dark classroom was devoid of light. Even the moonlight trying to sneak in was blocked by the heavy curtains. The teaching building was far from the dorms; once classes were over, it became silent. There wasn’t even the sound of students’ footsteps nearby. The room was so quiet that Han Shuangshuang could only hear their breathing, rising and falling in tandem.

“Don’t… don’t…”

Han Shuangshuang thought she heard Shen Yuru’s weak voice, carrying a hint of resistance.

Han Shuangshuang swallowed nervously. Her heart began to race. She had started out with pure intentions—all for the sake of changing her cannon fodder fate and healing the villain. But what was with Shen Yuru’s faint, airy murmurs?

In her original world, Han Shuangshuang was a “single since birth” type—carefree and never this close to anyone, let alone in such an intimate embrace. She had built up a strong psychological defense to ignore the strange sensations, but Shen Yuru’s pained murmurs shattered her mental barriers in an instant.

Han Shuangshuang’s face grew hotter; her body felt like it was burning.

“Sister Shen, don’t misunderstand. I’m just doing this to keep you warm. The door is locked and you fainted, so this was my only option.”

Han Shuangshuang whispered the explanation into Shen Yuru’s ear. Her warm breath brushed against the curve of the other’s earlobe. Shen Yuru felt a tickle on her neck and shifted uncomfortably. Han Shuangshuang jumped—she had almost kissed the corner of Shen Yuru’s mouth.

“Why are you being so difficult? Even like this, you’re moving around… who’s really the one taking advantage here?” Han Shuangshuang pouted, muttering with a red face.

This damn System keeps making me do such shameful things. Who can handle this?

[System: Don’t let your mind wander, Host. As long as your heart is upright, the villain won’t misunderstand.]

Shen Yuru felt her consciousness gradually returning. The noise in her ears faded, and the darkness before her eyes—once terrifying—no longer felt like something to reject. Her back felt warm; waves of heat were flowing from behind her into her body.

The stiffened muscles began to relax, and her frayed nerves softened. People who have been deprived of warmth for too long only need a tiny, match-like spark to feel full of heat.

Shen Yuru opened her eyes weakly. It was still pitch black, but her heart didn’t feel afraid. “Han Shuangshuang?”

The cold voice rang out, startling Han Shuangshuang so much her chin trembled.

“Sister Shen, you’re awake! I can explain! It’s not what it looks like… well, you can’t see anything right now, but you still have to listen to my explanation!”

The more Han Shuangshuang spoke in her panic, the more warm air she puffed out. Shen Yuru felt her ear itching, but it was unexpectedly comfortable. It felt like a fluffy puppy was pressed against her neck and back.

“Mm.”

Shen Yuru closed her phoenix eyes wearily. She was too exhausted to think about why Han Shuangshuang was doing this. The warmth was too precious; she even wanted to sink into it.

Seeing that Shen Yuru had only given a soft hum before falling silent again with steady breathing, Han Shuangshuang breathed a sigh of relief. She fell asleep. I just hope she doesn’t settle the score with me tomorrow morning.

Han Shuangshuang’s arms and legs had long gone numb, but she endured. Thinking of her cannon fodder ending, this bit of suffering was nothing. If I ever find out who locked that door, I won’t let that dog off easy.

Amidst these thoughts, she actually fell asleep too.

Luckily, the next day was Saturday. No one came to the classroom. Because Han Shuangshuang had pulled the curtains so tightly, very little sunlight leaked in; the room remained in a grey haze. Han Shuangshuang was sleeping soundly.

Shen Yuru slowly opened her eyes. After a brief moment of confusion, she immediately surveyed her surroundings with alertness. Then she felt her arm being pressed down, and a fluffy head was resting on her shoulder. Warm breath occasionally brushed her neck.

Her neck felt incredibly stiff, as if she had a “crick” in it. With some difficulty, she turned her head to see Han Shuangshuang pillowed on her shoulder, hugging her arm and sleeping like a baby.

Just as Shen Yuru tried to pull her arm away, the sleeping Han Shuangshuang frowned. As if someone were trying to steal her “big chicken leg,” she immediately squeezed tighter.

“Hungry… big chicken leg, don’t run away…” Han Shuangshuang murmured, smacking her lips.

Shen Yuru felt that since meeting Han Shuangshuang, things were constantly spiraling out of her control. Why did she have a sudden attack last night? She hadn’t had such a strong reaction in years. Was it intentional on Han Shuangshuang’s part?

Shen Yuru’s phoenix eyes were devoid of emotion as she scrutinized the girl. She feared the cold most of all, yet she had recovered by morning. Had Han Shuangshuang really held her all night?

Noticing that two buttons on the front of her shirt were missing, Shen Yuru’s expression shifted. However, a sharp sting suddenly came from her neck. Han Shuangshuang was actually nibbling on her neck with her canine teeth.

Shen Yuru felt her temples throbbing—half from speechlessness, half from anger. Her usually cold voice carried a hint of gritted teeth: “Han Shuangshuang!”

Han Shuangshuang felt like she had just bitten into a rock-hard, frozen chicken neck. The cold shock made her entire body shudder, and she snapped awake instantly. She opened her puppy eyes in a daze, looking at Shen Yuru with confusion.

Even though Shen Yuru’s face didn’t show much movement—her lips were even slightly curved upward—and her eyes were unreadable, Han Shuangshuang, who was an expert at reading expressions, could clearly sense that Shen Yuru was angry. If she didn’t smooth things over immediately, her end would be tragic.

“Sister Shen, you’re awake! Listen, I can explain!”

Shen Yuru used the desk for support to stand up. She tried to fasten the buttons on her shirt, only to realize they were gone.

Han Shuangshuang, her legs still numb, staggered to her feet. She realized her right hand was clenched in a fist; she opened it to find Shen Yuru’s two shirt buttons sitting in her palm.

The misunderstanding is huge now.

Shen Yuru’s “kind” gaze swept over her. Han Shuangshuang’s scalp tingled.

“Thank you for your care last night, Classmate Han. But ‘undressing me’ was unnecessary.”

Though her tone was flat, Han Shuangshuang could hear the biting sarcasm.

“I didn’t have those kinds of thoughts! You fainted, I was just worried!”

Shen Yuru huffed coldly. She unconsciously touched the tooth marks on her neck. Thinking of the “romantic history” surrounding Han Shuangshuang on campus, she felt a strange surge of displeasure.

“If Classmate Han has those kinds of intentions, then there’s no need to come find me. There are plenty of beauties who want to get close to ‘Sister’ Han.”