My Roommate Is a Dirty Talker (GL) - Chapter 35

The breeze rustled through the branches, scattering ginkgo leaves across the ground.

Deng Ya lowered her gaze, as if summoning every ounce of courage. Clenching her fists to suppress the tremor in her voice, she repeated, That night… I saw her… kissing you.

Shen Weixiao’s heart pounded like a drum, her mind plummeting into a bottomless abyss. After what felt like an eternity, she stammered, her pale face flushed, Wh-what are you saying? I don’t understand!

Deng Ya grew increasingly flustered. Seeing Shen Weixiao about to bolt, she rushed forward, blocking her path. I… I didn’t mean anything by it.

Her expression wavered between joy and sorrow, her hand trembling as she gripped Shen Weixiao’s collar. Her almond-shaped eyes shone brightly. I just wanted to ask… if you two… if you can really… really be together?

Shen Weixiao’s heart threatened to leap out of her throat. She frantically pried Deng Ya’s arm away, glancing around to see if any passersby were watching them. I… what do you mean?

Deng Ya shifted her foot, her eyes fixed on Shen Weixiao with anticipation. Suddenly, her cheeks flushed crimson, her short hair partially obscuring her round face as she grew slightly bashful. This is the first time I’ve ever experienced something like this. It felt absurd and terrifying, and all I could think about was running away. She paused, meeting Shen Weixiao’s gaze, and her voice suddenly grew fervent. But when I saw you two, I felt so envious.

Shen Weixiao abandoned her impulse to flee and listened to Deng Ya’s explanation, finally realizing that Deng Ya wasn’t trying to scorn or mock them.

She remembered her sister-in-law saying that when a woman is pregnant, she suddenly sees pregnant women everywhere. Now, experiencing this herself, Shen Weixiao felt as if the world was suddenly blooming with lilies.

I’ve never had the courage to tell my cousin about this, Deng Ya confessed. Perhaps it was a shared sense of vulnerability, but she felt she could trust Shen Weixiao more than her own cousin. Do you think I shouldn’t run away? Shouldn’t abandon her?

Hmm… Shen Weixiao felt Deng Ya’s grip tightening painfully on her arm, but she offered gentle reassurance. I can’t claim to be particularly brave myself. I’m still too scared to tell my family and friends the truth. But I believe that if you truly love someone, it’s better to cherish them fully than to regret giving up later.

Shen Weixiao suddenly felt a pang of guilt. Parting and reunion are inevitable. Perhaps it’s best to let things unfold naturally.

So, Weixiao, you’re scared too, aren’t you? You’re also uncertain about the future, right? Deng Ya murmured, her question directed at Shen Weixiao but sounding more like she was questioning herself.

Deng Ya’s words struck Shen Weixiao’s heart. Maybe I’m not fully prepared yet, but…

A sudden wave of anxiety washed over her. The sky overhead seemed to press down heavily, twilight arriving swiftly, as if a heavy snowstorm was imminent.

But whenever I’m with Sister Xuan, I feel so at peace, like everything will work out.

As Shen Weixiao spoke these words honestly, Deng Ya’s tense expression gradually softened into a calm resolve. Perhaps influenced by Shen Weixiao’s sincerity, Deng Ya took a deep breath and said quietly, Maybe… maybe I was wrong. I shouldn’t have left without saying goodbye.

Deng Ya seemed to be harboring some unspoken secret. Though she revealed no specifics, Shen Weixiao sensed a hint of it, and couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. Every family has its own troubles, after all.

Yet, deep down, Shen Weixiao felt a warmth knowing she had Deng Ya, someone who understood her situation intimately, as a fellow traveler. Hmm… I think you’re already very brave, she said, patting Deng Ya’s shoulder. You just haven’t prepared yourself to face it yet. Leaning closer, she added, Don’t carry this burden alone. Two people are always stronger than one.

Deng Ya froze, her melancholy clinging to her like a shadow. But what if… what if it’s just my wishful thinking? Wouldn’t I scare her away?

Shen Weixiao remembered when she first realized her feelings for Shi Xuan. She’d had similar doubts, but later realized they were unfounded. Two people who care for each other can always sense each other’s feelings. She reached out and took Deng Ya’s hand, smiling. If you don’t say anything, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life. Life is unpredictable. If you leave without a word, you might never see her again.

Even Shen Weixiao, a master of persuasion, was nearly moved by her own golden words. Deng Ya, however, hesitated and withdrew her hand. I don’t know… I need to think about it more.

Before Shen Weixiao could reply, her phone buzzed. Shi Xuan was calling, urging her to come home. Reluctantly, she dropped the topic and tugged on Deng Ya’s sleeve. They’re waiting for us at the intersection. Let’s hurry back! It’s going to snow soon, and the roads will get slippery.

Mm.

A single word, yet it carried a lighter tone than before.

Mu Xinran immediately linked arms with Deng Ya, leaving Wang Qiao to trail silently behind. For some reason, ever since learning about Deng Ya’s situation, Mu Xinran couldn’t help but feel that Wang Qiao seemed out of place among the group of five. The thought made her stifle a laugh.

Shi Xuan had been feeling down because Shen Weixiao hadn’t returned home yet. But when she saw Shen Weixiao staring at Deng Ya and laughing incessantly, she grew annoyed. She nudged Shen Weixiao’s arm, her expression unchanging, and asked, You wouldn’t be getting tired of the old so quickly, would you?

Shen Weixiao, who loved seeing the Goddess’s emotional intelligence plummet when she was jealous, deliberately teased, Whether I get tired of the old depends entirely on your performance, doesn’t it?

Where did you two go just now? Shi Xuan didn’t dwell on the previous question, cutting straight to the point. I was waiting for you at the temple entrance to burn incense, but you never showed up.

With so many people around, Shen Weixiao felt a pang of guilt and decided to cover up the truth until they got home. I just went to the bathroom. You know how slow I am. I made Deng Ya wait for me a while.

Is that all? Shi Xuan’s face was etched with a million I don’t believe you characters, completely unmoved by Shen Weixiao’s lie.

The Goddess’s discernment was too sharp Shen Weixiao had no chance of evading her. Seizing the opportunity while riding the bus and sitting in the back row, she secretly confessed everything to Shi Xuan.

Shi Xuan showed surprisingly little shock, leaving Shen Weixiao puzzled.

The Goddess calmly asked, Besides this, what else does she know?

I didn’t ask, Shen Weixiao replied, sensing a hint of hostility in the Goddess’s gaze toward Deng Ya. What are you suspecting?

Shi Xuan nodded, then shook her head. It’s still uncertain for now. But the fact that this girl could deduce our relationship through mere speculation… on one hand, it shows how clueless you are on the other, it suggests she’s been deliberately researching you, Great Author Chunmian

Shi Xuan’s final Great Author Chunmian lingered with a seductive lilt, the upward inflection sending a shiver down Shen Weixiao’s spine. She couldn’t help but stroke her chin thoughtfully, trying to recall the last time the Goddess had called her that.