Substitute Lover [Entertainment Industry] - Chapter 38

“Tired?” Ji Fan asked softly, “What do you mean by tired?”

“Literal meaning,” Jiang Cha explained wearily, “I haven’t been in the mood for a relationship lately.”

In the darkness, she curled up very quietly, looking like she really didn’t want to talk to anyone. Her back was a little tired, and the quilt formed a silent hill.

“Oh,” Ji Fan smiled softly, “It’s fine if you don’t want to. But shouldn’t you explain what that voice message was about just now?”

“She said goodnight to me, not me to her.”

Jiang Cha rolled up the quilt a little tighter. “What’s there to explain?”

“I haven’t asked you yet.”

Ji Fan asked casually, “When you first fell for me, was it because I looked like her?”

Jiang Cha ignored her.

Ji Fan’s fingertips curled up.

The night was very quiet, frighteningly quiet.

“I knew it,” Ji Fan chuckled lightly, “I said how you could fall in love at first sight so easily. That saying is right, it’s not love at first sight, it’s a long-lost reunion.”

“…”

“You admit it?” Ji Fan smiled again, “I guessed right, you’ve been pretending to be so affectionate.”

Jiang Cha lifted the quilt and sat up abruptly.

Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, and from the side, only a profile could be seen, and her expression could not be seen.

Ji Fan raised an eyebrow and looked at her nonchalantly.

Her fingertips were icy cold.

“Do you think I’m like you?”

Her lips seemed to tremble with anger, and she said word by word,

“You are you, she is she, they are not the same at all.”

Ji Fan turned her gaze in the darkness and looked at her quietly.

“Please don’t assume things about me.”

After Jiang Cha finished saying this, she lay back down, her chest rising and falling for a moment, and finally calmed down slowly.

Ji Fan opened her eyes and couldn’t sleep.

There was an artificial lake in the community, which looked quite beautiful during the day, and when the moonlight shone on it at night, it shimmered, but now it exposed its shortcomings: there were too many mosquitoes.

In the spring night, the humidity was high, and Jiang Cha didn’t like to turn on the air conditioner so early, so she opened all the windows. The night breeze was cool and refreshing, which was very comfortable. But this comfort was only for Jiang Cha.

Jiang Cha slept on the bed, and Ji Fan slept on the sofa.

There was a mosquito net on the bed, but not on the sofa.

After all, this house was new, and there was no time to install a screen window. With the windows wide open and it being springtime, the community’s greenery, vegetation, and water system were extremely abundant, and there were a lot of mosquitoes.

Ji Fan was very uncomfortable sleeping.

She curled up her long legs, huddled on the sofa in a pitiful manner, making it difficult to turn over, and she was afraid of waking Jiang Cha, so she could only move as carefully as possible so as not to make too much noise. Just when she was about to fall asleep, there was a faint buzzing sound in her ear again, and there was a mosquito.

She was about to explode.

Ji Fan opened her eyes and looked at Jiang Cha’s bed quietly.

The white gauze dome mosquito net spread out, and the edges hung down to the wooden floor, looking comfortable and warm.

What was more attractive than not having mosquitoes was the girl sleeping inside.

Ji Fan thought to herself: “Alas, sleeping on the sofa without a mosquito net, I can’t just be bitten like this, I have no choice.”

Then she gently lifted the thin quilt and got up, quietly walking to Jiang Cha’s bedside.

With her slender index finger, she lifted a corner of the mosquito net.

Ji Fan bent down slightly, leaned closer, and stared quietly at Jiang Cha’s sleeping face.

Her thick, dark hair was scattered on the pillow, revealing only a quiet little face.

There was a faint fragrance of grass and trees, which seemed to come from the filling in the pillow.

Jiang Cha’s breathing was even, and her long, curled eyelashes were closed like butterfly wings, with a faint gray shadow cast by the moonlight. Her skin was like a layer of light glaze applied by the cool moonlight, moist and smooth. Ji Fan’s gaze slowly moved down, falling on her lips. Soft and lustrous, cherry-red, she didn’t know how wonderful the touch was.

Ji Fan’s fingertips gently touched her lips, and a warm, moist sensation spread along her slightly cool fingertips, making Ji Fan’s heart skip a beat.

Jiang Cha seemed to be disturbed and let out a lazy nasal sound, like a sleeping bird gently smacking its lips, cute and docile.

Not awake.

Ji Fan’s long eyelashes fluttered.

A little thirsty.

She leaned in slightly, inch by inch, tilting her head slightly, about to kiss her.

Their breaths intertwined slightly, and a faint body fragrance lingered around their noses.

Her heart was pounding.