After Transmigrating, I Became The Heroine’s First Love! - Chapter 33

Pei Xiangwan drooped her eyelids, looking utterly drained. “She’s been getting really close to Lin Su lately. Several times when she came to see Snowball, her phone would light up, and Jiang Jiang would immediately grab it. After putting it down, she’d say she had to leave right away. This happened so often that I got curious. When I peeked out onto the balcony, I saw Lin Su standing right in front of Jiang Jiang’s house, waiting for her.”

After speaking, Pei Xiangwan curled up in a dark corner like an abandoned puppy, silently nursing her sorrow.

Qiao Yanxin’s usually smooth brow furrowed deeply at the mention of Lin Su’s name.

“Lin Su… You should really keep Jiang Shiyuan away from her. After all, Lin Su’s type of girl is pretty much exactly like Jiang Shiyuan.”

Pei Xiangwan knew this all too well. That’s precisely why she was so worried.

Recently, she had been subtly dropping hints about Lin Su’s past actions in front of Jiang Shiyuan, but Jiang Shiyuan seemed completely oblivious, merely smiling and saying “Mm-hmm” before moving on.

After a moment of silence, Qiao Yanxin said, “According to A Ling, Lin Su rarely drinks or goes clubbing anymore. She has a girlfriend now and is completely devoted to her.”

Pei Xiangwan’s heart plummeted. It felt as if a dark curtain had been drawn over all the beauty in the world, obscuring every glimmer of light.

“Jiang Jiang has only been like this recently,” she quickly added. Pei Xiangwan lowered her head again, focusing on her work to distract herself.

Qiao Yanxin fell silent. Time usually flew by, but today it dragged on endlessly.

Everything seemed normal. After getting out of the car, they would part ways by the rose bushes, but today felt different.

The sun had slipped away, yet the sky remained bright. Jiang Shiyuan said goodbye to Pei Xiangwan and turned to leave, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

“Are you dating someone?” The words drifted into Jiang Shiyuan’s ear like a breeze.

A faint smile curved Jiang Shiyuan’s lips, but it vanished the moment she turned around.

“Why are you asking that, Wanwan?”

The air was filled with the sweet scent of candy, like a gentle summer night breeze. But it didn’t belong to the present. Slowly, the sweetness turned bitter, a taste Pei Xiangwan loathed. She hated bitter candy.

Her half-rimmed glasses remained on her face; she’d forgotten to take them off. She’d been forgetting things lately, but one thing she couldn’t forget:

Her.

She was there before sleep, in her dreams, and upon waking.

Pei Xiangwan felt a bitter taste in her mouth as she slowly said, “No matter what, I want you to be happy. I hope the person you’re with is a good person, so you can truly be happy.”

With someone as rotten as that, happiness is an illusion.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shiyuan’s dimples quietly appeared on her cheeks as she asked sweetly, “Then what kind of person do you think is good? And what kind of couple can truly be happy together?”

Lately, Pei Xiangwan had been wearing glasses more often. Jiang Shiyuan noticed she seemed to have quite a collection of them, and she didn’t dislike this at all.

In fact, she loved it. Pei Xiangwan’s high, straight nose and the beauty mark beneath her eye gave her an intensely ascetic aura.

But it was also dangerous, because it stirred Jiang Shiyuan’s desires. How could someone be so perfectly suited to her tastes?

Jiang Shiyuan also loved Pei Xiangwan’s white shirt. Unlike others, it never wrinkled, always remaining perfectly smooth, pure, and flawless.

Pei Xiangwan answered with a serious expression, her voice earnest.

“I think at the very least, someone should have impeccable character. Most importantly, they must love you deeply, be loyal to you, and be understanding and forgiving. These are all crucial. Only those who truly love each other, with eyes only for one another, can be happy. Without betrayal, happiness can last forever.”

Cupid’s arrow pierced Jiang Shiyuan’s heart invisibly—how many times had this happened now?

Her hand gently caressed Pei Xiangwan’s face, the tenderness of her touch starkly contrasting with the intensity in her eyes.

“Would you love someone so deeply that you’d die for them? Would you remain eternally loyal, never betraying them?”

Pei Xiangwan frowned deeply. What’s wrong with her? Her precious daughter was hopelessly love-struck, had terrible taste in partners, and refused to listen to reason.

Pei Xiangwan thought she had made her feelings abundantly clear: Lin Su was completely unsuitable. Her lack of moral integrity alone disqualified her, preventing her from even participating in the “revival round.” And Ning Xuemo was even worse.

Those two disgusting, shriveled cockroaches! Pei Xiangwan wanted nothing more than to squash them both with her slipper.

Pei Xiangwan’s teeth ground together, but she still answered Jiang Shiyuan.

“Of course I would. Life isn’t that long, and it’s not that short either. If I choose someone, I’ll treat her well and remain loyal to her alone. That’s the bare minimum. If you can’t even meet that standard, do you deserve to love or be loved?”

Pei Xiangwan spoke with earnest conviction, her face animated as if she were standing up to answer a question in class, basking in the teacher’s praise and the envious glances of her classmates, her face brimming with pride.

“You’re right, but talk is cheap.”

Jiang Shiyuan stopped caressing Pei Xiangwan’s cheek and simply gazed at her, trying to see through her eyes to discern whether she was lying.

Pei Xiangwan scratched her suddenly itchy nose. “Anyway, I always keep my word.”

Jiang Shiyuan was easily amused by Pei Xiangwan, and this time was no exception. A single expression, gesture, or word from Pei Xiangwan was enough to make her face light up with laughter.

Right now, Pei Xiangwan’s righteous demeanor resembled that of an incredibly brave police dog—a far cry from her usual puppy-like appearance.

“Alright, alright, you’ll keep your word. Can I go home now, Wanwan?”

The blue sky began to fade.

Pei Xiangwan gripped Jiang Shiyuan’s hand and said sternly, “Have you remembered everything I told you? And have you been dating anyone?”

Jiang Shiyuan nodded repeatedly. “I remember. I can’t… probably can’t date anyone right now.”

“Then stay away from Lin Su, Jiang Jiang.” This is so annoying. Pei Xiangwan didn’t want Jiang Shiyuan to escape one abyss only to fall into another.

Jiang Shiyuan looked conflicted. “But… that might be difficult. Sister Lin told me she’s starting a shelter for stray cats, so I promised to help her find them. That way, all the strays will have homes. But we haven’t found a single one in days.”

She sighed deeply, her expression darkening as if the thought weighed heavily on her heart.

“That’s why I have to help Sister Lin look. Saving even one stray cat would be a good thing.”

Pei Xiangwan knew Jiang Shiyuan’s kindness. She adored small animals, and Pei Xiangwan couldn’t bring herself to let Jiang Shiyuan abandon a living creature because of a stinky cockroach.

“Okay, I’m going with you! I absolutely have to! You have to promise!” Her voice carried a clear warning: If you don’t agree, I’m going to make a scene.

Jiang Shiyuan blinked. “Weren’t you busy with the teacher’s assignment, Wanwan? Don’t neglect your studies.”

Every word seemed to be telling Pei Xiangwan to focus on her studies and stay home.

This made Pei Xiangwan deeply dissatisfied. She had stayed up late the past few nights and was mostly finished with her work. She still had some free time, and since the cat searches usually took place after dinner, it wouldn’t interfere with her studies anyway.

Two girls alone together at night? That’s so dangerous! Even if they search during the day on weekends, it’s still risky for Pei Xiangwan.

Because cockroaches are a danger in themselves.

“I’m almost done with my work. I’m going with you. Wait for me later.”

Jiang Shiyuan seemed to relent. “Alright, I understand.”

The fish had taken the bait…