Hot Search Incoming: The Yandere Heiress’s Wife-Chasing Livestream - Chapter 32

Whenever Shi Mi didn’t know how to handle a situation, she would retreat.

She was also curious about what Gu Zhichou did when Shi Mi wasn’t lucid—for example, when she wasn’t around.

Shi Mi turned over, facing Gu Zhichou, wanting to embrace her but hesitating.

Although Gu Zhichou showered her with kisses and hugs, it had been Shi Mi who had deliberately seduced her from the start.

Shi Mi had a vague sense that Gu Zhichou felt something special for her, but she never quite understood what Gu Zhichou wanted from her.

Both women harbored reservations, so Shi Mi never pressed the issue.

At least, she hadn’t seen Gu Zhichou look at anyone else with that same intensity for a long time.

The rain tonight was peculiar, falling only when Shi Mi first appeared.

Through the shattered droplets, her gaze fixed on Gu Zhichou holding the umbrella.

Caught by those bewitching phoenix eyes, it was impossible to look away.

For a moment, Shi Mi had indeed been blinded by anger.

But now she realized:

Gu Zhichou looked at her with an entirely different gaze than she used for others—a gaze far removed even from the way she used to look at Qiao Zhiyue.

This is enough, Shi Mi told herself inwardly.

But when Gu Zhichou leaned in to kiss her, Shi Mi clenched her fists.

It’s not enough. How could this ever be enough?

Shi Mi leaned closer, straddling Gu Zhichou’s hips and gently settling onto her abdomen.

Hearing Gu Zhichou’s muffled groan, Shi Mi’s lips curled into a cold, predatory smile.

You will become mine to control. You will succumb to me.

I see you as flawless jade, but after you’ve cast aside everything…

Will you still be my sole ruler?

Look down on me. Pity me.

With your haughty, disdainful gaze, you’ll drive me into a monster who loses all reason at the mere sight of you.

Shi Mi lowered her head, her lips pressing against Gu Zhichou’s in a series of delicate, insistent kisses.

The sensation was maddening, an unbearable itch beneath her skin.

Gu Zhichou, who had been drifting in a shallow sleep, instinctively reached up to grip Shi Mi’s waist, half-dreaming, half-awake.

Shi Mi gently slapped Gu Zhichou’s cheek, then clamped her jaw around Gu Zhichou’s chin, biting down on her lower lip.

Gu Zhichou winced at the pressure, squinting to try to focus her vision. She seemed almost unable to believe that Shi Mi was the one doing this.

She reached out to touch the light switch, but Shi Mi’s hand clamped down on hers, trapping her palm.

Shi Mi chuckled softly, her gaze deepening slightly.

Though she couldn’t speak, she could use this mystery to make Gu Zhichou work hard to guess her intentions.

Shi Mi didn’t know when she might lose sight of Gu Zhichou again.

That’s why she refused to sleep, feeling it would be a waste of their precious time together.

Having slept through countless dark nights, how could she possibly rest peacefully beside this person?

Gu Zhichou let out a soft gasp, her lips pressed against Shi Mi’s, feeling a tingling pain on her scalp.

“Little Mute…”

She didn’t understand why Shi Mi was acting this way, but since they didn’t need the light, she could drop her usual pretense.

“Kissing… isn’t like this.”

Gu Zhichou’s tongue tingled from Shi Mi’s teasing. She sat up slightly, pulling Shi Mi into her arms.

She captured Shi Mi’s lips, gently licking the corner of her mouth, while her four fingers pressed firmly behind Shi Mi’s ear, holding her captive.

“And you’re criticizing me? You’re just as inexperienced.”

Gu Zhichou let out a soft laugh, making Shi Mi’s cheeks flush slightly.

Shi Mi tried to write on Gu Zhichou’s chest with her fingertip, but Gu Zhichou caught her hand.

Leaning close to Shi Mi’s ear, Gu Zhichou whispered warmly.

“Let me guess. If I get it right, you’ll give me a kiss, okay?”

Shi Mi panted, her hands pinned behind her back. She turned her head, half her face nearly drenched in Gu Zhichou’s breath.

“Little Mute, you’re so obedient.”

Gu Zhichou brushed against her lightly, but Shi Mi wasn’t truly defenseless—she simply couldn’t speak. This only gave Gu Zhichou the impression that she was easy to bully.

Her gaze turned icy as she whipped her head around and bit Gu Zhichou’s earlobe hard, as if she wanted to tear off that tender flesh and swallow it whole.

“Hiss.”

Gu Zhichou gasped, but then chuckled.

Gu Zhichou’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as she tightened her grip around Shi Mi’s waist.

“So fierce,” she teased. “Shouldn’t you be more docile after drinking milk?”

She used to get sleepy after drinking milk.

Why wasn’t Shi Mi the same?

She had been so obedient just moments ago, finishing the entire glass of milk.

White milk stains rimmed her lips.

Her eyes were bright and watery.

A facade.

She was too good at deceiving people.

Though Gu Zhichou couldn’t see Shi Mi’s expression, she knew the other woman was angry.

Like a little puppy, she took Shi Mi’s hand and pressed it against her cheek.

“You like taking pictures, right? Go ahead, I won’t fight back.”

Gu Zhichou’s style was to coax people with unconventional methods.

“You can bully me all you want. After you’re done, the next time we meet…”

“You’ll still recognize me at a glance, my Little Mute.”

Gu Zhichou lowered her gaze. She had almost said, “See you tomorrow.”

But then she realized…

She didn’t know if she would see Shi Mi in the morning, or even if she would still be in this timeline.

She didn’t know anything.

Shi Mi sighed helplessly and reached out to pinch Gu Zhichou’s cheek, pulling it before slapping it twice.

Why does she say things like that? Shi Mi wondered.

Every time, it’s always me who finds her in the crowd at a glance.

How could she explain this to Gu Zhichou?

Or…

Would she even believe it?

She would probably be scared.

Shi Mi feared someone who had been intensely watched by another since childhood, like a surveillance camera following her every move.

Though her memories were fragmented, she vaguely recalled many childhood moments.

No one could see her, not even Gu Zhichou.

Yet she had irrevocably devoted her entire heart to that person.

Forever, forever…

So long that Shi Mi had forgotten when she had truly begun to grow up.

Perhaps it happened in an instant, or maybe just a blink of an eye.

Every glance, every smile from Gu Zhichou became the sole light in Shi Mi’s heart.

Because only when that person existed could she exist.

Shi Mi had always believed she was a being dependent on Gu Zhichou.

If Gu Zhichou were to forget her, she would truly vanish.

Fortunately, for whatever reason, Gu Zhichou still remembered her—and remembered her more deeply than ever.

Gu Zhichou smiled and kissed her, completely ignoring the burning heat on her face.

It was just a little pain; she could rub it herself.

Or let Shi Mi rub it for her.

“Do you know how many times you’ve saved me?”

Shi Mi turned her head in confusion, gripping Gu Zhichou’s hand and writing in her palm.

So I can save you after all.

Gu Zhichou’s lips curved into a smile as she hummed softly, “Just mentioning it. Don’t get too cocky.”

“Just a Little Mute, as I thought. She doesn’t understand anything.”

Shi Mi suddenly felt this person was both close and distant.

Like now, she truly couldn’t understand.

She pressed her lips together, desperate to know everything, to understand everything.

She wanted to turn on the light, to see Gu Zhichou.

But she had merely moved from one darkness to another.

Gu Zhichou lowered her head, her throat aching.

Shi Mi didn’t turn on the light because she didn’t want to see Gu Zhichou clearly.

And Gu Zhichou didn’t turn on the light because she didn’t want Shi Mi to see her tears.

Gu Zhichou was fiercely independent. From the moment she felt the emptiness growing in her arms, she had forced a smile and started talking.

A soft knock came at the door. Lan Hui pushed it open slightly and whispered, “Miss, are you asleep?”

“The Madam has returned.”

The light from outside illuminated half of Gu Zhichou’s face.

Nothing in the room had been moved.

It seemed Shi Mi truly existed only as a memory within her mind.

Gu Zhichou lowered her gaze, the lingering warmth in her palm touching the falling teardrops.

This time, Shi Mi had left first.