Chapter 151: Forced Kiss
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Ruan Yesheng saw the word "cherry" in Xi Mo's message, and her heart jumped.
Her mind couldn't help but flash back to when they acted together, both biting into that bright red cherry.
Of course, there were also Xi Mo's lips, more moist than the flesh of the cherry.
She not only tasted the cherry.
She also tasted Xi Mo's lips. Even though it was just a light touch, and they both pulled away in a hurry after, that softness and warmth were firmly remembered by Ruan Yesheng, not only in her heart but also left on her lips.
Lin Tingyu typed: "What a coincidence, you both ate cherries?"
Cui Jiayu choked her: "So what if they both ate cherries? Is cherry some rare fruit? If you want to eat it, just buy it."
Lin Tingyu: "Jiajia, I also want to eat the cherries you buy. When will you buy them for me?"
Cui Jiayu found a picture of cherries online, sent it, and typed below: "See these cherries? Even if I throw them into the trash can, I won't give them to you."
Lin Tingyu: "Oh."
Lin Tingshuang: "A'Ting, I'll buy them for you."
Lin Tingyu: "Jiajia, did you see that? I don't have cherries, but I have a little sister."
Cui Jiayu got mad when she saw Lin Tingyu's message, and she fired back at her with a bunch of words.
It was already late. Everyone in "Shanghai sisters who love each other" didn't talk for long, and soon they all said good night and ended the chat. Ruan Yesheng sent an emoji, then even sent Xi Mo a private good night.
Xi Mo also replied: "Good night, Yesheng."
Ruan Yesheng put down her phone, turned off the light, and pulled the quilt over herself.
Her mood was floating, like she was lifted up by clouds. The night was deep, yet she couldn't fall asleep fast. She kept turning in bed, sometimes touching her lips, then laughing softly in the dark.
She actually despises herself a little. It was just lips brushing once, yet she treated it like some rare miracle, tasting it again and again. But the excitement in her heart couldn't be controlled.
Ruan Yesheng tossed around for quite a while. At last, when she felt sleepy, she closed her eyes and went to sleep.
In the end, she dreamed.
In the dream, even the light was hazy. At some point it formed a dazzling halo, like the lighting and camera work of some art film. She seemed to have made Xi Mo unhappy. In that vague light, Xi Mo looked at her with tightly furrowed brows. She seemed to still be saying something to Xi Mo, but Xi Mo grew more and more unhappy, her face sinking lower and lower.
The two were like acting in a pantomime. There was no music, and the lines seemed muted.
Ruan Yesheng turned to leave, but Xi Mo grabbed her from behind and pulled her back.
Then she held her face with both hands and kissed her hard.
She was caught off guard, her eyes widened, and her hands grabbed at the air, never expecting Xi Mo to kiss her like this. In the dream, "Xi Mo" parted her lips, softness followed in, carrying aggression and displeasure.
In the dream, "Ruan Yesheng" wasn't used to this kind of forced kiss, yet she was almost suffocated by the "Xi Mo" in the dream. She half pushed and half yielded, but her hands kept slapping "Xi Mo's" back. After a while, "Ruan Yesheng" finally pushed "Xi Mo" away. With the tone of a drama heroine, tears in her eyes, unyielding even in death, she said: "Let me go!"
The "Xi Mo" in the dream looked at her, pinched her chin, and sneered: "Woman, I kiss you, don't be ungrateful."
Ruan Yesheng shivered all over, as if struck by lightning, and it woke her up. She opened her eyes, staring at the ceiling, dazed for quite a while.
This... what the hell was that?
Still a bit drowsy, Ruan Yesheng rubbed her long hair, thinking she must be crazy. What kind of messy dream was that?
She crawled out of bed, slowly took off her pajamas, and started changing her clothes.
But while she was dressing, she recalled that dream, and suddenly burst out laughing.
Dreaming of Xi Mo kissing her was one thing, but why was it in such a weird scene.
The "Xi Mo" in the dream was totally different from the real Xi Mo, like a domineering CEO in an idol drama, kissing a woman forcefully. It was outrageous. She didn’t even understand why she had such a crazy dream. If Xi Mo knew, she would definitely be unhappy again.
But even though the dream was ridiculous, imagining Xi Mo kissing her like that actually made her heart beat faster.
Could it be that she liked forced kisses?
...Impossible, right.
The more Ruan Yesheng thought about the dream, the more she wanted to laugh. She got ready, washed up, and was still laughing while going down the stairs, her eyes almost like they were full of honey.
When she reached the living room, she saw Xi Mo was already up, standing alone, opening the refrigerator's freezer, silently staring inside. She didn’t know what Xi Mo was looking at.
Curious, she hurried over.
She saw Xi Mo was looking at the lemon honey she made yesterday. The golden-brown honey mixed with the yellow lemons, the lemons seemed much softer than yesterday, leaking juice, making the honey level in the jar rise.
"You really want to drink it that badly?" Ruan Yesheng said suddenly, "Looking so early in the morning."
Xi Mo snapped out of it and looked at her: "..."
Ruan Yesheng stared at Xi Mo’s face too.
Beautiful, but way too serious.
Then Ruan Yesheng thought of that ridiculous dream again and couldn’t hold it in, letting out a soft laugh.
Xi Mo frowned, instinctively touched her face, and hesitated: "Is… there something on my face?"
Before coming downstairs, she clearly thought she had dressed carefully.
"...Pfft, no, no." Ruan Yesheng almost laughed herself crazy inside, but in front of Xi Mo, she held back a little. Xi Mo cared so much about her appearance. If she knew about this dream, it could ruin her image and Xi Mo might beat her to death.
Xi Mo looked at Ruan Yesheng suspiciously.
Ruan Yesheng diverted her attention: "I’ll make you a cup of honey lemon water, so you don’t keep thinking about it. It’s cold, so here’s a warm one for you."
This trick worked. Xi Mo nodded.
Ruan Yesheng got two clean cups, took the glass jar, poured some honey into each cup, added a slice of lemon, then filled with warm water and handed one to Xi Mo.
Xi Mo looked at the cup in her hand, thoughtful, then took a small sip.
She seemed to taste something amazing, the feeling so deep that a faint light seemed to float in her deep eyes.
From summer to winter.
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The honey lemon water in college was cold.
This cup, however, was warm.
Crossing the river of time, she finally felt this changing warmth, and her heart warmed along with it.
She didn’t know if it was because the honey lemon water was warmer, or because she herself had changed.
"How is it?" Ruan Yesheng looked at her, eyes full of expectation.
Xi Mo tasted it and said, "Good."
Ruan Yesheng smiled at her: "Then which cup is better, the one in college or this one?"
Xi Mo: "..."
Ruan Yesheng stopped teasing her and started preparing breakfast. Xi Mo wasn’t very good at it, but she stood quietly nearby, watching.
Tomorrow they had to fly to Sichuan. It was their last day of rest. Ruan Yesheng thought about Xi Mo going with her to the Sichuan recording site. They wouldn’t be apart, so there was no sadness. Instead, they looked forward to the recording. She hadn’t seen Zhang Zhiyin for a long time and missed her a lot.
They each packed their luggage, making sure to prepare anything they might need in advance. Since the variety show site was quite remote and things could be lacking, Ruan Yesheng was very careful. After finishing her own packing, she went to check on Xi Mo.
Xi Mo had almost finished packing too. Before, she always had people she trusted help her, but after living as Ruan Yesheng for several months, she was used to handling everything herself.
Ruan Yesheng checked a bit. In some ways, Xi Mo was even more thorough than she was.
"Does Lu Qingming know you’re going? Did he tell the production crew? With his connections, it should be easy to arrange," Ruan Yesheng said, a little worried, sitting on the edge of Xi Mo’s bed. "You’re not going to record the show, and just going to hang out. But if you’re filmed, they might still make up unrealistic news saying you’re joining. I trust Zhiyin, but she’s not the only one in the crew who can speak. I’m afraid someone might see your popularity, collude with reporters, and use you to stir up the show."
"He knows, and he also called a friend in the production crew, one of the managers, and told them not to film me randomly," Xi Mo said. "As for the reporters, I can’t control them. Let them say what they want, I’m used to it."
"Reporters can’t be helped," Ruan Yesheng said. "What I’m worried about is someone in the team having bad intentions. Your popularity is huge. I’ll also tell Zhiyin so she can keep an eye. She’s honest, you can trust she’ll help."
"Actually… it doesn't matter," Xi Mo stopped packing. "Even if the production crew wants to use me to stir up popularity."
Ruan Yesheng froze a bit. "It doesn't matter? Aren’t you the one who hates being used to boost someone’s popularity?"
Xi Mo hummed: "This time it’s different."
"How is it different?"
Xi Mo looked at Ruan Yesheng: "Because you’re in this variety show."
Ruan Yesheng: "..."
Xi Mo’s expression was serious: "Yesheng, this industry is very realistic, very cruel. If you want to achieve your dream, to stand on the stage as Best Actress, just effort and talent may not be enough. You also need opportunities. And opportunities sometimes won’t come to unknown people. You need some popularity to get noticed."
She walked to the bed where Ruan Yesheng was, looked down at her: "Now Sui Ting just finished filming. Even if everything goes smoothly, it won’t air until the end of next year at the earliest. Director Gu’s movie hasn’t even started filming yet. You’ll have a fairly long gap ahead, which is deadly for an actor without many good projects. Only a variety show that airs quickly can give you exposure. The crew using me to hype up popularity is just to make the show popular. And if the show becomes popular, more people will see you. Your goal isn’t to be a variety star, but it can bring you some benefits."
Ruan Yesheng's mood at the moment was almost indescribable as he was being looked at by her.
Someone as proud as Xi Mo was willing to be her… stepping stone.
Ruan Yesheng murmured: "...Thank you."
The word was too light to carry the weight of Xi Mo’s gentleness toward her.
"When we get to Sichuan, we’ll just go with the flow," Xi Mo said. "No need to worry too much about the production crew. With Lu Qingming handling things, even if the crew wants to stir up popularity, it won’t really go too far."
"...Okay." Ruan Yesheng nodded.
Later, Yan Tinghuan called: "Ruanruan, I’m in Shanghai. Why aren’t you home?"
Ruan Yesheng glanced at Xi Mo. Xi Mo nodded, meaning it was okay to say. Only then did Ruan Yesheng answer: "I’m staying at Xi Mo’s place."
Yan Tinghuan grinned mischievously: "No way, you’re already staying at her place? Things moving this fast? Tell me, how far have you gone? Did you kiss?"
Ruan Yesheng quickly covered the phone and turned the volume down a bit. "…Stop talking nonsense."
They kissed.
But it wasn’t a real, proper kiss.
Just thinking about it, Ruan Yesheng still felt a bit regretful.
Yan Tinghuan was sharp and noticed something odd in Ruan Yesheng’s voice, not her usual confident tone. She immediately said: "So you kissed?"
"…No!" Ruan Yesheng said right away.
The more she said that, the less Yan Tinghuan believed her. She added: "Then did you go further? You’re already living together, did she… sleep with you?"
Ruan Yesheng: "…"
…Your speed is ridiculous, are you firing rockets or what?
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