My Roommate Is a Dirty Talker (GL) - Chapter 33

Shi Xuan returned home from overtime looking utterly exhausted. Shen Weixiao thoughtfully refrained from asking about work. After all, it was the end of the year, and every workplace was swamped, leaving everyone running ragged.

Since the Green Station incident had occurred some time ago, Shen Weixiao dragged her weary body to her desk and finished writing. Remembering she hadn’t checked her Author’s Weibo in ages, she logged in.

It’s time to clarify the truth, Shen Weixiao murmured, rubbing her sleepy eyes. She decided to re-examine the entire situation from beginning to end, then laid out the facts in the most straightforward manner possible.

It wasn’t particularly formal, but it was reasonable.

Shen Weixiao knew that not every truth post would be believed or explained, but she hadn’t anticipated the haters staying up so late. Until 2 AM, she was horrified to see them meticulously cataloging her major transgressions.

Seeing Shi Xuan also burning the midnight oil, Shen Weixiao enthusiastically selected a few representative questions and offered sincere answers. Perhaps her unexpected approach won over some neutral observers.

Several close friends in the industry helped retweet her lengthy post, but Shen Weixiao suspected that even without their support, her substantial Weibo post would still trend on forums.

As expected, someone quickly seized the opportunity to post first, attaching several screenshots. Shen Weixiao, still half-asleep and feeling guiltless, didn’t bother to open the link.

Shi Xuan yawned and turned around, noticing Shen Weixiao squinting and forcing herself to stay awake. Grabbing her toothbrush cup, she leaned over Shen Weixiao with one hand and chuckled, Little one, were you waiting for me?

Emboldened, Shen Weixiao snuggled closer, wrapping her arms around Shi Xuan’s neck and whispering in her ear, Are you trying to seduce me again? She remembered how Shi Xuan had brazenly stolen her first kiss at the hotel.

Be good. I’ll come over after I’ve washed up, Shi Xuan said with a strained smile, leaving Shen Weixiao like a lamb awaiting slaughter. Warm the bed for me first.

The obedient Shen Weixiao quickly cleared the computer desk, moved her own blanket to the sofa, leaving only one blanket on the bed, and dutifully crawled under the covers to warm the bed.

When Shi Xuan entered the room, she saw Shen Weixiao lying quietly in bed, her cheeks flushed pink, staring blankly at the ceiling. The fatigue from work instantly vanished.

She was wearing the matching pajamas they had bought together last time, making them look like two straight pencils lying side by side in bed.

Xiao, go to sleep early. We have to leave tomorrow, Shi Xuan said lazily, wary that the reckless little thing beside her might start teasing her again without considering the consequences.

Shen Weixiao nodded obediently, her arms clearly circling Shi Xuan’s waist. Mm-hmm, but I still want to sleep in your arms.

Shi Xuan frowned slightly, then chuckled helplessly. I really can’t resist you.

A goddess is naturally meant to be cherished and doted on. If I were her boyfriend, I’d never let her suffer. Shen Weixiao vaguely remembered having such thoughts before. Now that they were actually together, it all felt surreal.

Sister Xuan, will we always be together?

Shi Xuan suddenly recalled her adoptive mother, a woman who had never cherished her true love and had ultimately destroyed her own happiness.

I… Shi Xuan began, but she realized Shen Weixiao had already fallen asleep in her arms. Nuzzling the small figure against her chest, Shi Xuan closed her eyes as well.

In her dream, the scene of her adoptive mother leaving home played repeatedly distant, unfamiliar, and resolute.

Perhaps this is what it means to not love. And I am merely the unwanted consequence.

Shen Weixiao didn’t know what Shi Xuan was dreaming about, but when she woke up, she felt herself held tightly in her arms, a bitter smile lingering on Shi Xuan’s lips.

Did you have a bad dream?

Shen Weixiao dazedly pulled away, staring at the Goddess’s slender face. She gently cupped it and quickly pecked her lips, the moisture from her mouth leaving the Goddess’s delicate lips glistening. Only then did she sneak off to brush her teeth.

Having woken up so early, Shen Weixiao had no intention of arriving at work an hour or two ahead of time to be tortured. Her sloth-like movements finally roused the Goddess from her slumber. Still brushing her teeth, the Goddess suddenly felt a cool, clean face press against hers. Why did you steal a kiss just now?

Shen Weixiao instinctively glanced outside, exhaling softly in relief that Mu Xinran and the others were still asleep.

A sudden creaking sound filled the room. Shen Weixiao, adhering to the moral principle of see no evil, hear no evil, turned her head away. She saw Shi Xuan squeezing toothpaste, a small strip of blue-and-white gel neatly resting on the soft-bristled toothbrush. A strange itch suddenly flared in her chest. The magnetic field between them seemed to have become chaotic. The loud noises from the adjacent room outside were enough to make anyone feel restless. Shen Weixiao hurriedly rinsed her mouth, trying to mask her expression, and made to leave, but the Goddess grabbed her arm tightly and pulled her back into the bathroom.

The door slammed shut and locked.

S-Sister Xuan! What are you doing…? There are people outside, Shen Weixiao stammered, her cheeks flushing a rosy pink that made her look utterly adorable. Her small hands fluttered nervously in front of her chest, unsure where to go.

Shi Xuan casually grabbed a few tissues to wipe the water from her face. Her bare face suddenly pressed close to Shen Weixiao’s.

Shen Weixiao’s heart pounded with a mix of longing and resistance, her mind blank. She completely forgot about escaping. Shi Xuan seized her hands and placed them around her waist, taking a small step forward until their faces were inches apart. Shi Xuan’s right hand cupped the back of Shen Weixiao’s head, while her left hand slid naturally downward.

X-Xuan… Sister Xuan… No… They’ll hear us…

Hush, darling. They’re busy. They won’t hear a thing.

Shen Weixiao fled the bathroom in disarray, not daring to meet Shi Xuan’s gaze as she rushed out. She bumped into Mu Xinran, whose expression also seemed slightly unnatural. Seeing Shen Weixiao’s flushed face, Mu Xinran’s cheeks reddened as well, and she hurried back inside.

Oh my god, I hope Mu Xinran and the others didn’t hear that! Shen Weixiao grabbed her bag and hurried out the door. A cool breeze calmed her down, but shame and exhilaration swirled in her heart, making her feel like she was drifting through a dream all day.

Perhaps out of guilt, Mu Xinran and Shen Weixiao avoided each other for several days. On Friday morning, Shen Weixiao woke up late and needed to use the bathroom, only to find it occupied. As someone who absolutely had to go every morning, she endured the torment for half an hour before weakly approaching and asking, Um Excuse me, when will you be done?

The male voice inside replied awkwardly, Just a moment, just a moment.

Recognizing Wang Qiao’s voice, Shen Weixiao suddenly felt embarrassed too. She quickly retreated to her room, watching the minutes tick by with growing anxiety.

When Wang Qiao finally emerged, his face flushed with awkwardness, he repeatedly apologized to Shen Weixiao. She rushed past him, too eager to get inside to pay him any attention. After finally relieving herself, she realized how crucial it was to have a home of her own.

So, what’s your point? Shi Xuan asked that evening, after listening to Shen Weixiao’s pent-up grievances. She suggested the younger woman should express herself more simply and directly.

Shen Weixiao darted in front of Shi Xuan, earnestly cupping her chin. Just as she was about to execute a textbook dominant move, Shi Xuan slapped her hand away. Shen Weixiao pouted but still said hopefully, So, after I graduate next year and get a raise, we’ll move into a place just for the two of us, right?

Shi Xuan cleared her throat. Speaking of graduation, darling, have you submitted your first draft yet?

Ugh! Shen Weixiao was deeply displeased. Goddess, how could you bring up such a painful topic right now? She had been preparing for her final draft, but her internship was too demanding, leaving her no time to write her thesis. Besides, she had to write her novel too!

Speaking of which, Shen Weixiao excitedly grabbed her phone, muttering to herself, Go ahead and bully me. I’m never talking to you again, hmph! I’m going to check in with my little buddies.

Xiao, Shi Xuan said, leaning sideways to rest her head on Shen Weixiao’s lap. Twirling a strand of hair, she suddenly remembered something and deliberately teased, Speaking of buddies, shouldn’t you clear out your harem sometime? I don’t like my girlfriend calling everyone ‘wifey’.