Chapter 62: "Do You Really Not Want It?" Wei Qingyu Asked
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The wind gently brushed past the crabapple tree beside the camera, carrying a faint fragrance.
The tender petals layered into clusters, and the bright and vivid red color weighed down on the branches, trembling slightly in the wind.
Ji Xiao stood beside the fiery red tree, her heart beating chaotically like the delicate petals.
The girl's arm pressed tightly against hers, perfectly fitting. The thin fabric of her shirt could not block the warmth from the other person. The familiar mint scent invaded her heart recklessly, a heart that had already opened its doors for it.
Ji Xiao did not know what expression she had on her face now. She only asked in a slightly trembling voice, "Wh… what are you doing?"
In comparison, Wei Qingyu appeared very calm.
She looked at the photographer in front of them who was preparing to take the picture. Then, she lightly reminded Ji Xiao, "Look at the camera."
Afterward, she casually explained, "I am just helping to support your right hand. You just played the piano for so long; you should not let it hang down now."
Hearing this, Ji Xiao let out a soft "Oh" and obediently turned her head.
However, her right arm, which hung at her side, subtly shifted and rested back into Wei Qingyu's loosely cupped palm.
Bold and unrestrained.
Ji Xiao pretended to be willful and slightly raised her chin. Imitating Wei Qingyu's composure, she said without looking away, "Then let me borrow your hand a little longer, Miss Wei."
At that moment, the wind came to a halt, and the calm in Wei Qingyu's heart was instantly swept into towering waves.
Beneath the girl's gaze, the two round little peach baskets lightly bumped against each other. The identical red strings silently deepened the unbreakable bond between them at this moment.
Wei Qingyu noticed Jin Nanfeng standing upright on one side, completely oblivious, and the corners of her lips curved slightly upward.
An indescribable sense of satisfaction swept across the wild plains of her heart.
Her hand remained in the same position as when Ji Xiao had leaned on it earlier. Her expression stayed calm as she softly replied, "Mm,"
as though she were merely taking care of Ji Xiao's injury.
"Alright, teachers and students, the test shots were good just now. Let’s officially begin!" the photographer said, raising the SLR in his hand.
The fragrance of crabapple blossoms fell in response, blending peach brandy with mint.
The two girls stood straight and poised under the camera, their arms linked together unnoticed by anyone.
Nervous and uneasy, with a hint of unspoken affection.
Secretly, hidden in Ji Xiao's heart.
And also, in Wei Qingyu's heart.
“Click!”
The flash once again lit up in their sight, as the wind carried the crabapple blossoms gently over Wei Qingyu and Ji Xiao's heads.
The flourishing blooms, vibrant and splendid, were the spring's gift of crimson romance, given solely to these two.
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Source: http://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=5896087
This translation was originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too.
The night breeze silently slipped into the room, packed full with figurines and pillows. The scent of peach brandy, like tender buds sprouting in the spring wind, grew rapidly before the eyes.
Brown vines, carrying the aroma of liquor, climbed across the entire room. A gust of wind passed, and suddenly peach blossoms bloomed.
Ji Xiao curled up under the thin blanket, a muddied patch spreading across her pillow.
In her dream, the mint fragrance transformed into its owner's figure. Every expression and smile seemed even more vivid than in the real world.
Peach brandy and mint intertwined, resembling the low, rolling hills on both sides of Jiangnan's riverbanks, veiled in misty water vapor, soft and endless.
The cotton pajama dress the girl often wore hung loosely on her body, her jet-black hair falling over her shoulders. It exudes a warm minty fragrance that seems to be concealed.
Ji Xiao stared blankly for a moment, only to be abruptly pulled back by the burning breath falling on her arm.
The lips she had coveted countless times landed on the scar still lingering on her arm.
Although the doctor had worked hard to minimize the wound on her arm, the mark left by the torn skin still resembled a centipede, entrenched on her fair skin. It was hideous and grotesque, yet delicate and sensitive, completely mismatched with the girl’s soft lips.
Ji Xiao looked and felt a bit inferior.
She moved her arm slightly, trying to pull it away. "Don't..."
Before she finished, the girl in front of her raised her head.
Those turquoise eyes held a layer of hazy mist, shimmering as they looked at her.
"Do you really not want it?" Wei Qingyu asked.
Her voice was soft and lingering, carrying a hint of grievance. She looked like a kitten trying to please its owner.
This made Ji Xiao's throat tighten as it moved up and down. After a long while, she finally forced out a single word, "Want."
It was also at this time that things started to spiral out of control.
The surrounding ambiguity was ignited by this flame. The strong scent of mint tempted Ji Xiao to stop suppressing herself. The usually restrained Ji Xiao, for some reason this time, obeyed her truest thoughts and took back the initiative.
The peach blossom branch reached into the mint grove, and crabapple flowers fell all over the ground.
"Ji Xiao... Ji Xiao..."
For a moment, Ji Xiao's ears were filled with the sound of her own name being called.
The girl’s proudly raised neck resembled the most beautiful swan in the flock.
And she herself was the one who claimed the girl’s purity and holiness as her own.
Thinking of this, Wei Qingyu's long hair, piled at the back of her neck, suddenly fell down.
A shallow, crystal-clear little lake appeared in Ji Xiao's line of sight.
The turquoise lake exuded a tranquil atmosphere. Mint grass growing along its edges swayed with the wind, releasing an enchanting fragrance.
Two small canine teeth reflected on the calm surface of the lake, stirring ripples the moment they approached.
The scent of peach brandy was dampened by the lake water, and a mix of sharp pain and tingling burst forth on the girl's tongue.
"Mm…"
Wei Qingyu let out a low whimper and instinctively bit down on the smooth, delicate shoulder of the Alpha before her.
[This was Ji Xiao's first time truly savoring the Omega's sweetness. The pleasure from the previous temporary marks paled in comparison to even a fraction of this moment.
She looked at the girl in front of her, whom she had tormented endlessly in this dark, damp place. Her golden-orange eyes flickered with a myriad of emotions.
Pity, tenderness.
And beneath the tide of passion, a heartache that no amount of effort could ease...]
The sentence from the original text suddenly flashed into Ji Xiao's mind, and the girl's golden-orange eyes involuntarily widened.
Her heart, pounding wildly, was suddenly stopped with a thud.
"...!"
Sunlight slipped through the gap between the two curtains that had never been fully drawn, and a thin beam of golden light landed squarely on Ji Xiao's face.
The girl suddenly opened her eyes wide, and her rapidly shrinking pupils were filled with fear.
Ji Xiao didn't have time to think about the original plot that had just surfaced in her mind before she felt a wave of dampness.
The scent of peach brandy filled every corner of the room, mingling with her heart's rapid beating, exuding a burning, intense desire.
Ji Xiao suddenly realized that her susceptible period had arrived.
And she had completely let go in the dream just now.
"Ji Xiao... slow down... Ji Xiao..."
The girl's lingering voice echoed in Ji Xiao's mind, burning her thoroughly with heat.
Even though she had already turned on the new air system in the room, she still felt like she could smell the mint scent from her dream.
That sinful mint scent.
Ji Xiao looked at the bedpost with the family education poster on it, and the girl who had just seduced her in the dream was staying in the room next door.
In the quiet room, the sound of the air system operating could be heard, and the neat bed sheets were twisted into a swirl by Ji Xiao.
"Whoosh!"
The bed sheet was roughly torn off the bed by Ji Xiao.
The girl's bare feet stomped on the floor, making a thudding sound, and the porcelain white bathtub filled with the sound of water running.
Ji Xiao lifted her foot and removed the clothing from her lower body, tossing it along with the damp bed sheet into the tub.
The sound of a drawer sliding open echoed, and a very fine syringe released a drop of pure white liquid under the warm yellow light above the girl's head.
Ji Xiao sat on the toilet, injecting herself with an Alpha-specific suppressant.
What are you thinking?
It was already embarrassing enough to have that kind of dream about her, how could you actually go next door and possess her?
You are Ji Xiao, a law-abiding citizen, not the Ji family bastard from the original text with the same name who only knew how to take things by force!
Since you like her.
You need to learn to control yourself.
A suppressant was injected into Ji Xiao's body, and she mentally prepared herself.
The water in the bathtub overflowed with a rush.
The beautiful morning sunlight poured in through the large floor-to-ceiling window beside the bathtub, projecting the serene scenery of the villa district.
A sparrow chirped as it perched on a tree branch sprouting tender leaves outside the window, leisurely watching the girl scrubbing something hard on the other side of the glass.
Ji Xiao never thought that after transmigrating as an arrogant young lady from a prestigious family, she would one day be washing her own bed sheets and pajamas.
The girl’s delicate fingertips scrubbed the undergarments she had soaked herself, and soap bubbles climbed up to her elbows.
Sitting on a small stool, Ji Xiao sighed, “What kind of fate is this…?”
But then she thought, maybe it was good to get some exercise now and then.
Later, when Ji Qingyun goes bankrupt, she might truly have to live the life of an ordinary girl washing her own bedsheets.
Thinking this, Ji Xiao’s mind couldn’t help but recall the plot from the original story that had appeared in her dream.
It was such an intense and passionate scene, yet why did she feel the sadness belonging to herself seep through the words?
“That ‘heartache that no amount of effort could ease’... what does it really mean?”
Ji Xiao wondered, her brows furrowing slightly.
When she had read the original text, she didn’t pay attention to what this villainess with the same name and surname as her, had gone through.
Just seeing Wei Qingyu’s miserable situation was enough to make her feel sorrowful—how could she possibly delve deeper into the experiences of a despised and hated villainess?
But now that she had become "Ji Xiao," she truly wanted to know why the original host ultimately fully marked Wei Qingyu.
What exactly had happened to make someone like her—a hedonistic scoundrel who took pleasure in tormenting others—deliver a devastating blow to Wei Qingyu, who was just about to see the dawn of her life?
“Buzz... buzz...”
At that moment, Ji Xiao’s phone, which had been left outside, vibrated violently.
Immediately after, the overly energetic ringtone set by the original Ji Xiao boomed throughout the entire room.
Frowning, Ji Xiao quickly wiped her hands and rushed to the bedside table.
On the black screen, the name "Qi Qi" flashed prominently, looking particularly urgent.
Ji Xiao: "What’s wrong?"
Before her words even fell, Qi Qi said, "Oh my, Sister Xiao, I finally found you."
"Tell me, what were you doing just now? Yiming and I sent you messages—you didn’t reply. We called you on voice chat, but you didn’t answer that either. Do I have to call you directly for you to pick up?"
Hearing this, Ji Xiao quickly exited the call interface to check.
Good grief. Not only had Qi Qi and Fang Yiming tagged her in the group chat, but they had also sent her private messages to remind her. There were even three missed calls.
“What’s going on? Why are you in such a hurry?” Ji Xiao felt a bit nervous upon seeing this. “What happened?”
“Hurry and check the post I sent you. Just yesterday, the CP I ship has blown up!” Qi Qi’s voice was brimming with excitement as she spoke, then abruptly hung up the call.
Ji Xiao stared at the call that had rung briefly before being cut off. Confused, she opened the campus forum post Qi Qi had sent her.
After a brief lag from the app’s page transition, a bold and red-highlighted hot post appeared in Ji Xiao’s view.
——[Help! Look at what I just hit! What kind of tacit understanding is this, what kind of divine couple?!]
Right below the title, in the main post, a video was prominently displayed.
The background on the cover image was the concert hall located on the top floor of the auditorium—exactly where she had been yesterday.
At the very center of the cover, her and Wei Qingyu’s silhouettes sitting side by side were clearly captured.
Crystal clear.
