Chapter 28.2

Luo Xi said it all in one breath, panting afterward.

“What you said makes a lot of sense. That’s exactly how I feel about your brother too. Looks like your brother and I really are naturally fated to have no fate.” Yan Qingqiu thought, Were they stacking buffs here? You don’t like me, I love you; I don’t love you, I really, really like you again.

Luo Xi looked at her with an utterly incomprehensible gaze. “You’re really strange.”

“One day, when you don’t love him anymore, you’ll understand what I’m saying.” Yan Qingqiu handed her notebook over for Luo Xi to see, thinking of letting her check whether what she had written had any problems.

Luo Xi glanced at it. Yan Qingqiu’s handwriting was actually rather delicate. Luo Xi did not want to look anymore. Suddenly, she thought of something and deliberately smiled. “Do I have to be like you? Suddenly stop liking my childhood sweetheart, then keep humiliating her? If we’re talking ruthless, you’re the ruthless one.”

Fu Ye might not understand why Yan Qingqiu suddenly stopped liking him, but Luo Xi was quite clear about Yan Qingqiu’s character. After all, this ruthless person had once used just one short year to stop liking Song Qingre, and had even tormented her until half her life was gone.

Listening to her words, Yan Qingqiu’s pen paused.

What she feared hearing most now was other people saying that “she” had bullied Song Qingre. It was like a blunt knife cutting flesh, each cut striking directly at her vital point, and each cut also wounding Song Qingre until she was unbearably sad.

Yan Qingqiu bit the inside of her mouth.

“You know about me and Song Qingre?”

Luo Xi saw her unnatural expression and continued:

“Who doesn’t know about you and her? Song Qingre was always the school beauty, gentle and pretty. A lot of people chased her, but there was a golden-haired bitch beside her. After school and before school, you liked clinging to her, and even during exercise breaks, you didn’t forget to run upstairs. The freshman building and sophomore building were so far apart, yet people could hear things like Xiao Re, Song Xiao Re. Back then, the whole school knew you two had a childhood engagement. Oh, and this matter was something you said yourself. You said that once she differentiated into an Omega, you’d marry her.”

“Who knew you would dump her without any mercy? Although I find Song Qingre disgusting too. But later, Song Qingre was also humble. No matter how you cursed her and humiliated her, she still said, ‘Qiuqiu, don’t be like this. Qiuqiu, go home. Qiuqiu, I’m sorry.’ I even felt that when she called you Qiuqiu, it sounded like she was begging. Truly embarrassing. You said she was disgusting, but she could humble herself to that degree, begging you not to leave, wanting you to look at her one more time.”

As Luo Xi spoke, she paused. She looked at Yan Qingqiu, then panicked. “Hey, what are you doing? Don’t go find my brother later and say I hit you.”

Yan Qingqiu did not answer her. Her body leaned against the door. Luo Xi did not want to stay with her anymore and quickly pushed her aside with force. Yan Qingqiu staggered after being shoved. Luo Xi pulled open the door and went out, keeping far away from her. She was speechless.

Yan Qingqiu’s gaze fell on the full-length mirror ahead. Beneath her eyes was a faint pink color. She blinked rapidly twice in a row and sighed softly.

Damn it.

You dog thing. Why did you make the story so angsty?

Wu.

My CP, be a little more promising.

As she thought this, her phone vibrated twice.

Yan Qingqiu lowered her head and looked. On the screen was a voice message from Song Qingre. Song Qingre [unauthorized copy]asked why she still had not come back. Yan Qingqiu replied, “I’m coming right away. Wait a moment. I was arguing with Luo Xi in the bathroom just now.”

She stuffed the notebook back, washed her hands, and went upstairs to the private room. Yan Qingqiu did not take the elevator from that side again. She took a slight detour, went up one floor, then took the elevator, and accidentally ended up on the first floor.

When she reached upstairs, she returned to the table and wiped her fingers. The plate was full of peeled shrimp.

Su Xingjie asked her, “Why were you gone so long? Did you fight with Luo Xi?”

“To tell you the truth… it was extremely dangerous. We almost fought.” Yan Qingqiu pinched a shrimp and dipped it in sauce. It was really delicious. She narrowed her eyes and had the waiter bring her the menu. She planned to order the king crab she often saw in videos and taste whether it was bland. She pointed at it on the menu, and the waiter nodded.

Song Qingre pinched a shrimp between her fingers and brought it over. Yan Qingqiu turned sideways, lowered her head, and ate it. Song Qingre asked, “You didn’t win the argument against her?”

“How is that possible?” Yan Qingqiu asked back. “Do I look like that?”

“The corners of your eyes are wet,” Song Qingre said.

“Oh?” Yan Qingqiu raised her hand and wiped with the back of it. “Maybe I got too worked up while cursing, and physiological tears came out.”

She blinked. The corners of her eyes became even wetter. Her fine lashes could not hold back the transparent liquid beneath them. She wiped the corners of her eyes. “Give me a tissue. That sauce got into my eye just now. It’s spicy.”

Song Qingre took out a tissue. “Tilt your head up.”

Yan Qingqiu tilted her head up. Song Qingre pinched one corner and wiped for her. Yan Qingqiu blinked, and very soon, her eyes felt better.

Hearing Luo Xi say those things had made her heart drip, drip, drip, like rain falling, and she had not been able to hold back from crying in front of Luo Xi.

So embarrassing.

The king crab was brought over. Yan Qingqiu divided it for everyone to eat. She felt that aside from being fresh, it had no particular highlights. It tasted better when Yan Qingqiu dipped it in sauce.

Yan Qingqiu still liked eating shrimp.

When everyone had eaten almost enough, Yan Fu had his secretary go settle the bill. He gave the car keys to Song Qingre and asked her to take Yan Qingqiu home. As for Su Xingjie, she would not leave with them. She had driven over herself, and she had to take all the models back.

Yan Fu also shook Su Xingjie’s hand and said, “Thank you for your help this time. Later, I’ll have someone send over a contract and let your models take a few endorsement deals.”

“Uncle, you’re too polite. Qiuqiu and I are friends, after all.” Su Xingjie smiled. She got into the car, looked at Yan Qingqiu, and said, “Call me if anything happens.”

Yan Qingqiu nodded. “Be careful.”

Only after their car left did Yan Qingqiu get into the car. But just as the car was about to leave, she heard the sound of an argument from afar.

No need to analyze. Judging from the voice, it was Luo Xi. Luo Xi’s luck today was truly not very good. First, she had argued with Yan Qingqiu, this supporting female character, and now it seemed she had collided with someone’s car.

Yan Qingqiu paused for a while, lowered her head, and played with her phone. Song Qingre asked curiously, “Why aren’t you watching the gossip? Didn’t you fail to win the argument against her?”

“Too lazy to watch.”

After saying that, she heard the sound of honking. Song Qingre did not drive away directly. Instead, she turned over and pressed the car horn. Yan Qingqiu looked at her in confusion. Song Qingre drove over. Song Qingre looked out the window and asked, “Need help?”

Only then did Yan Qingqiu see clearly that the person who had crashed into Luo Xi was a familiar face. She just could not remember who it was. Song Qingre chatted back and forth with that person for a few sentences.

The other person waved at her and said hi. Looking at her hair, she smiled and said, “Princess, I watched your livestream. That rolling was hot.”

Yan Qingqiu immediately reacted: Tony!

Yan Qingqiu’s hairstyle had been done by her. So far, she was very satisfied with it. She showed a smile and asked, “How’s your car? Do you need help?”

“It’s fine. I’ll wait for the traffic police to come and determine responsibility. You go first.” Ye Sichun waved at them.

Yan Qingqiu looked curiously at her sports car, then at the cool-looking silver-blue Aston Martin in front. Waves of astonishment rose in her heart. So rich people still had to find traffic police to determine responsibility when they crashed cars.

Song Qingre did not linger long and turned the steering wheel in the direction of home.

In the real world, when Yan Qingqiu was in university, she needed some quality-development points, so she had specifically learned and gotten a driver’s license. But she had no money to buy a car. Since finishing the exam until now, she had never truly touched a steering wheel again, let alone this kind of million-yuan luxury car.

Previously, her dream had been to save one million yuan and live off the interest ​stolen content​every year, becoming a useless waste from then on and never drifting around again.

The city flickering with neon lights was no different from the steel city where she had lived for twenty-four years. The night was the same night, the wind was the same wind. There were four seasons rotating and changing. Everything here was warm, romantic, and decadent.

In the real world, she had been an ordinary worker with nothing. Because this was so beautiful, she could not help thinking that this transmigration was only a fantasy dream people had before death. As long as she chose not to wake from the dream, she would die completely.

“What are you thinking about?” Song Qingre asked.

Yan Qingqiu looked back at the scenery ahead and said, “If one day you had a dream, and everything in the dream was beautiful, would you…” Wake up?

The system suddenly appeared and said: [Host, please do not over-hint at the boundary between reality and the game. If awareness is triggered, many unexpected things may be discovered.]

Then it lightly pricked her nerves as a small punishment.

Yan Qingqiu frowned and pressed the spot above her ear.

“Why did you stop speaking?” Song Qingre asked.

Yan Qingqiu said, “I thought of a dream. In the dream, there was everything. Back then, I really didn’t want to wake up.”

Song Qingre gave an “oh.”

After a very, very long time, when the car was almost home, Song Qingre said, “Don’t you already have everything [stolen content]in reality? What was in the dream that fascinated you so much you didn’t want to wake up?”

Yan Qingqiu did not answer this question. It had struck her heart.

Even now, she did not know why this dream was so beautiful.

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The car drove into the courtyard gate. The maids at home were all waiting for her to get out, again looking as if they wanted to serve her carefully. Yan Qingqiu threw her bag to them. A maid said, “Miss, we’ve prepared bathwater for you. Would you like to take a bath?”

“Wait a bit. It didn’t rain today.” As Yan Qingqiu spoke, she stretched lazily. Sensing that everyone was looking at her, that feeling she had finally suppressed drilled back up again. It was just… strange. So embarrassing.

Yan Qingqiu was still carrying a bag. She took out the food boxes she had brought back from the hotel and handed them to the maids at home. “I went out to eat a feast today and packed some delicious food for you. Do you want to eat?”

Several maids were still staring at her. Yan Qingqiu thought they disliked it and said, “They’re all dishes that had just been brought to the table and weren’t touched.”

“We’ll eat them, Miss.” The maid at the front, Duhuan, nodded and came over to take the food boxes and place them on the table. The others opened the boxes. Seeing that they were all seafood, they said in surprise, “Thank you, Miss! Thank you for remembering us, Miss!”

Yan Qingqiu gave the pastries that had been made later but not served to the butler.

“You all eat. You don’t need to serve me tonight. I want to rest early.”

Under the maids’ attentive gazes, Yan Qingqiu walked upstairs. She took out her key to open the door and shook her head. This group of little Betas at home had never seen the world. They were probably all shocked by her rolling-over-models operation today.

She shook her head. “There’s really no helping it. Ai.”

She went in and found a set of pajamas. While everyone downstairs was eating, she opened the door, then crouched and went out before closing the door again. She moved step by step, slowly. Song Qingre, who was opening her own door, lowered her head and looked at her.

“What are you… doing?” Song Qingre was very puzzled.

“You’ll know when you open the door. Hurry. Don’t let anyone discover us.” Yan Qingqiu crouched beside her leg and urged her, lightly poking the door with her finger to make her open it faster.

Song Qingre gave an “mm.” She opened the door, and Yan Qingqiu immediately slipped back inside. Song Qingre closed the door behind her. Yan Qingqiu walked straight toward the bed and placed the clothes on it. “If it’s on the bed, will you think it’s dirty?”

The room lights were not turned on yet. They relied on the light from the streetlamp outside the window. The light shone in at an angle, falling on Yan Qingqiu’s smooth, narrow shoulders.

“You didn’t roll enough on the floor in the livestream room?” Song Qingre rubbed her wrist. Her tone was low, cold as if holding ice.

“It’s not like I was rolling around on the ground like before. Hurry and say it.” The wind brushed Yan Qingqiu’s shoulders, making them itchy and numb. She raised her hand, covering her shoulder with her palm and rubbing it.

Song Qingre did not understand what she wanted to do and gave no response. Yan Qingqiu came over on her own. She sat at the edge of the bed, supporting herself with both hands. The high heels on her feet made it a little hard to place her legs.

“Come on…” Yan Qingqiu took the initiative and said, “Come on. Don’t hold back. Do whatever you want.”

Song Qingre’s throat moved slightly. Yan Qingqiu looked at her. Her eyes were bright like a mermaid from the deep sea. With a blink, they seemed capable of spilling out large pearls one by one. Then she turned her head away and stopped looking at Song Qingre.

Taking the initiative had already exhausted her courage. She bit her lip hard. She could not keep taking the initiative.

“Will you still do this in the future?” Miss Song asked beside her.

Time moved forward in silence. Yan Qingqiu was very nervous. The pearl bracelet on her wrist rubbed forward. The string snapped under her movement, and white pearls struck the floor one by one, rolling far away.

“Mm.” Yan Qingqiu raised her voice slightly. Looking at her, she seemed to tremble faintly.

She was thinking of standing up when Song Qingre lifted her whole body into her arms.

Yan Qingqiu’s eyes widened slightly. Practice made perfect. Had Song Qingre gotten this skilled at carrying her?

She looked at Song Qingre’s side profile. Because Song Qingre’s bangs were always slanted, half her face looked gloomy. On the surface, she was gentle and calm, but if that surface were torn apart, it would take Yan Qingqiu’s life.

Song Qingre carried her step by step into the bathroom. She asked, “Should I put you in, or do you want to do it yourself?”

Yan Qingqiu wanted to say she would do it herself, but no matter how she thought about it, she was afraid.

So she simply chose silence and did not speak.

Song Qingre put her down. Yan Qingqiu undressed herself to bathe, but she also felt embarrassed.

Forget it. In the end, she entered the bathtub fully dressed. When she was about to move, she turned her head and glanced once. Song Qingre’s fingers hanging at her side twitched. As expected, she had been watching her the whole time.

Yan Qingqiu quickened her steps and walked in, entering the bathtub with her clothes on. Her entire back fell into the tub, water splashing up. Her hair became wet, and water stained her cheeks.

Song Qingre released the water beside her and helped undo the hidden buckles on her high heels. The high heels were placed on the white porcelain floor. Yan Qingqiu’s fingers rested on the edge of the bathtub.

Song Qingre held her fingers and gently, slowly helped wash them. Invisibly, this gave Yan Qingqiu pressure.

Song Qingre sat quietly at the edge of the bathtub, her long pants wet from the water.

Yan Qingqiu could feel the fingertips pinching her cheeks trembling lightly. Song Qingre had great endurance. She had actually managed to endure until now, not even sternly scolding her. It was truly frightening…

“Lower your head.” Song Qingre’s voice was heavy, carrying the tone of an order.

Yan Qingqiu’s neck was stiff. She could not move at all. She did not obey. Was Song Qingre going to wash her hair?

She looked at her and did not move for a long time. Song Qingre lowered her head herself to look at Yan Qingqiu’s eyes and face. She asked, “Qiuqiu, are you afraid of me?”

Yan Qingqiu did not dare answer. But the ripples spreading across the water betrayed her. She was a little afraid. This fear had existed from the very beginning of her transmigration and had never stopped.

Song Qingre slowly lifted her head. Her tone became gentle. Recalling the past, she said, “Suddenly, I thought of things unauthorized copyfrom before. In the past, Qiuqiu was very cute. Many people chased Qiuqiu, and some even asked me to pass letters to you. But I tore up quite a few of them. Back then, my fingers always trembled. I thought, if you discovered it, it would be over. You would be shocked that the gentle jiejie who treated you well could actually do such a thing.”

The clothes covered Yan Qingqiu’s head. Yan Qingqiu could not see anything clearly.

In the darkness, she lost her direction. She was a little afraid of Song Qingre. She thought she would be able to come out soon, but she did not.

Song Qingre’s fingers landed on her chest, touching her heartbeat. It was unknown whether, like before, Song Qingre did not want Yan Qingqiu to see what she looked like.

Her heart was about to explode.

“Lies start accumulating from the first time. Once, twice…” she recalled warmly.

Yan Qingqiu emerged from the clothes. Her eyes were red, and after being trapped for so long, she could only breathe. She looked at Song Qingre a little helplessly, like a drenched little kitten, pitiful and needing someone to take care of her.

Outside the window, the moon was hidden behind clouds. The hazy white was shrouded by ink-black night. Song Qingre was angry, but she did not rage or shout. She remained warm and gentle, carefully helping her wash.