All the Female Protagonists Who Have Been Saved Have Become Obsessed [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 52.2

Wu Huimin covered her mouth, snickering. Beixia remained expressionless.

Wen Chao made a pleading face. Beixia narrowed her eyes.

Cui Lin’s friends comforted her, their glares sharp enough to cut Beixia.

Wu Huimin laughed. “Ignore them.”

Beixia looked down, bored, thinking it wasn’t as fun as being with Zhou Xi.

Everyone around was laughing and talking. Wen Chao was called away by his classmates. Though Beixia sat among them, her heart wasn’t there. She took out her phone and texted Zhou Xi, “What are you doing?”

Zhou Xi: Watching TV.

Beixia: Remember to eat.

Zhou Xi: Ordered takeout.

Such casual chats filled Beixia’s heart. She could picture Zhou Xi lounging on the sofa, watching TV.

Her heart raced. Beixia wanted to go home.

A home with Zhou Xi was where she belonged.

The homeroom teacher, Zhao Wenyan, finally arrived. With a collective toast, Beixia officially ended her high school life.

Opening the door, only the TV’s sound filled the house.

Zhou Xi lay on the sofa, sleeping like a beauty.

A thin summer blanket draped over her stomach, her long legs sticking out, her hand hanging off the sofa, her thick lashes casting shadows under her eyelids, her messy hair resting on the cushion.

Beixia stepped lightly, squatting in front of Zhou Xi, watching her for a while before gently kissing her forehead, waking the sleeping beauty as she wished.

Zhou Xi mumbled, “You’re back?”

Beixia smiled at her. “Yeah.”

Zhou Xi sat up, stretched, and asked, “What time is it?”

Beixia said, “Five.”

Zhou Xi was surprised. “I slept that long?”

Beixia leaned in, her chin on Zhou Xi’s shoulder, hugging her tightly. Zhou Xi asked, “No evening plans? Back so early?”

Beixia buried her face in Zhou Xi’s neck. “There are.”

“Why not go have fun?” Zhou Xi asked, smiling.

“I missed you,” Beixia said softly.

Zhou Xi froze, then reached back to mess up Beixia’s hair.

Beixia nibbled Zhou Xi’s neck, biting and licking, making Zhou Xi feel like she was raising a big dog seeking affection.

“Stop it,” Zhou Xi tugged Beixia’s ear.

Beixia let go. Zhou Xi stood up and said, “Since you’re back, help me unpack.”

Zhou Xi opened the suitcase left by the door, tossed clothes into the washer, and returned to find Beixia sitting cross-legged in the suitcase, somehow squeezing in. Zhou Xi couldn’t help laughing. “What are you doing in there?”

Beixia looked up at Zhou Xi. “Waiting for sister to take me away.”

So cute it tightened Zhou Xi’s heart. She pretended to be unmoved, pinching Beixia’s nose. “Such a big girl acting spoiled. Aren’t you embarrassed?”

Beixia’s muffled voice said, “If sister won’t take me, I’ll take sister.” She pulled Zhou Xi into her arms. Zhou Xi sat on Beixia’s lap, her heart pounding.

“You’ll break the suitcase.”

“I’ll buy you a new one.”

Beixia held Zhou Xi on her lap, unwilling to let go.

Zhou Xi struggled but gave up, sitting quietly for a while before asking, “Legs numb?”

She always ruined the mood. Beixia had just been holding her quietly.

Beixia’s lips curled into a helpless smile. “A little,” she admitted honestly.

Romance came at a cost.

Zhou Xi laughed, got up, and pulled Beixia up.

Beixia stood stiffly, and Zhou Xi couldn’t stop laughing.

When Beixia’s legs recovered, Zhou Xi had already put away the suitcase. She patted Beixia’s shoulder, telling her to cook while Zhou Xi hung the laundry.

Zhou Xi didn’t enjoy cooking and lacked skill, but Beixia learned quickly. During the holidays, with little to do, she cooked at home, coming up with dishes Zhou Xi loved.

Zhou Xi hung clothes on the balcony and checked the flowers. Beixia had cared for them while she was gone; the soil was still moist from recent watering, so Zhou Xi left them alone. At the kitchen door, she saw Beixia washing vegetables and said, “I contacted a driving school to sign you up today.”

Beixia lifted the vegetables from the water and nodded.

Zhou Xi smiled. “Learn this holiday. When school starts, you can drive back when you miss me.”

Beixia turned to Zhou Xi, her eyes sparkling.

Zhou Xi leaned in, kissed her, and said, “I’m getting a new car. Once you learn, you can drive mine.”

Beixia wanted to hug Zhou Xi, but her hands held vegetables. Zhou Xi’s stomach growled. Beixia laughed. “Cook quick, I’m hungry.”

Beixia didn’t get to hug Zhou Xi, choosing to fill her stomach first.

They ate, watched a movie, and that night, Beixia didn’t tease Zhou Xi, knowing she had work. Instead, Zhou Xi kept teasing Beixia until Beixia tied her hands and feet, holding her to sleep.

The next day, Zhou Xi went to work, and Beixia met her driving instructor. She studied for both the written and driving tests, practicing questions on her phone. When Zhou Xi came home, she’d quiz her, rewarding correct answers and giving nothing for wrong ones.

Beixia’s memory was sharp, recalling most questions, earning rewards that left Zhou Xi breathless from kisses.

A month later, Beixia got her license.

Zhou Xi kept her word, giving Beixia her car. After a few practice drives, Beixia got the hang of it, driving Zhou Xi to and from work. Zhou Xi was still uneasy about highways, but when Beixia started school, Zhou Xi drove her.

Beixia chose law as her major, proudly becoming a freshman at law school.

On move-in day, Zhou Xi joined Beixia to explore the campus.

Zhou Xi could only stay two days, booking a nearby hotel.

Seeing the wolf-like stares around, Zhou Xi grinned at Beixia, feeling she had to guard against both girls and guys. But she trusted Beixia, who seemed impervious to everyone except Zhou Xi.

Beixia was growing up. Living with Zhou Xi and eating well, her body developed rapidly. In less than a year, she’d grown taller than Zhou Xi.

Standing together, they matched perfectly—tall, long-legged, beautiful women.

At move-in, seniors eagerly offered to guide them. Now, heading to the dorm, they drew even more attention, even from parents dropping off their kids.

Beixia’s dorm was a quad with a private bathroom and shower.

When they arrived, her three roommates were cleaning.

Beixia and Zhou Xi joined in.

Seeing Zhou Xi’s youth, a parent hesitantly asked, “You are?”

Zhou Xi smiled and shook their hand. “I’m her sister.”

“Wow, your family’s genes are amazing.”

Zhou Xi was used to the stares, and Beixia ignored them. They shared a trait: doing their own thing.

They set up Beixia’s bed and belongings.

A roommate’s parent warmly invited them to dinner, but they declined.

Beixia wasn’t staying in the dorm tonight, joining Zhou Xi at the hotel.

Walking through the vibrant campus, Zhou Xi stood out.

She dressed casually today, but her beauty and warm smile shone, her eyes captivating. The confident students didn’t hesitate. At the basketball court, someone approached, asking for Zhou Xi’s contact info.

Zhou Xi was startled. Beixia protectively pulled her back and said bluntly, “She’s my partner.”

The person exclaimed, now even more excited, asking which college Beixia was in.

Beixia grabbed Zhou Xi’s hand and walked away.

Zhou Xi laughed and cried, “You just started college. Is it okay to tell people?”

“Why not?”

Beixia looked at Zhou Xi, gripping her hand tightly.

“I plan to spend my life with you. There’s nothing I can’t say.”

Zhou Xi’s heart raced. She said softly, “I’m just a bit worried about you.”

Beixia stared at Zhou Xi. “I don’t care about others’ opinions.”

Zhou Xi’s expression softened, about to speak, when Beixia added, “I only care about you.”

“If you don’t want me to say it, I won’t,” Beixia said, her voice growing aggrieved, as if not publicizing their relationship hurt her.

Zhou Xi’s eyes melted. How could Beixia be so adorable?

Zhou Xi coughed. “If you think it’s fine, it won’t bother me.” She shook Beixia’s hand, calling, “My little girlfriend.”

Beixia looked at her, her lighter pupils sparkling with a smile.

She said softly, “Zhou Xi, have I ever told you I really like you?”

“You have,” Zhou Xi said.

On the night Beixia came of age, in countless tender nights, amid their tangled limbs, Zhou Xi always heard Beixia’s confessions.

“I like you, Zhou Xi.”

But this time, Beixia changed. Looking at Zhou Xi, her eyes full of her, she said earnestly, “I love you, not just like, Zhou Xi.”

Zhou Xi froze. Beixia’s expectant eyes waited for her response.

This time, Zhou Xi said clearly, “I do too, Beixia. I love you.” Her last two words stretched infinitely.

On the tree-lined avenue, Beixia looked at Zhou Xi with captivating eyes, as if she could devour her. Zhou Xi blushed and said softly, “Tone it down.”

Beixia gripped Zhou Xi’s hand tightly, smiling lightly. Zhou Xi’s face grew redder.

They walked hand in hand along the avenue.

Their shadows swayed on the ground.

“Zhou Xi, can you say it again?”

“What?”

“I love you.”

“Yeah, I know,” Zhou Xi teased.

Beixia stopped walking.

Zhou Xi laughed, seeing Beixia’s puppy eyes. Checking no one was around, she leaned to Beixia’s ear, fulfilling her wish again.

“I love you.” Just as you love me.