My Roommate Is a Dirty Talker (GL) - Chapter 48

After Shi Xuan left, Shen Weixiao collapsed into bed, feeling utterly lost.

But even sleep offered no escape. Her mind relentlessly replayed thoughts of Shi Xuan.

The goddess is taking me to the train station tomorrow! she thought. Her place is pretty close to the station, so we should get there early. Maybe we can spend some time alone, watch a movie, or whisper sweet nothings?

Shen Weixiao’s mind conjured up warm, fuzzy scenarios. Should I give the goddess a tight hug before leaving and shamelessly confess, I love you, I’ll miss you? She rubbed her cheek against the pillow, suddenly feeling her face flush hot with embarrassment. Oh, how mortifying!

But when the next day arrived, traffic jams had Shen Weixiao fuming, and all her plans went up in smoke.

The scorching sunlight streamed through the bus window, landing squarely on her cheek and burning her skin. The air seemed thick with dust, each particle visible under the harsh light, making it hard to breathe. The bus was unusually crowded, packed with elderly passengers. As soon as Shen Weixiao boarded, she regretted her decision to take the direct route instead of the subway, even if it meant a longer trip.

Shi Xuan waited at the train station for half an hour before Shen Weixiao finally arrived, lugging a large backpack. Her eyes swept over Shi Xuan, and she exclaimed in surprise, You’re only carrying one backpack?

Shen Weixiao grinned and nodded, unable to hide her smugness. Traveling light, you know? I’m all about efficiency! Besides, it’s just a four- or five-day trip, and I need to get back early to plan activities. Bringing too much luggage would be a waste!

Shi Xuan silently removed her sunglasses. Whether it was the glaring sunlight or not, Shen Weixiao thought she glimpsed a flicker of wistfulness in Shi Xuan’s eyes. Following her gaze, Shen Weixiao noticed a small basket beside the newspaper stand, overflowing with B City’s signature pastries, snacks, and medicinal congee. The quantity was more than enough to fill a small suitcase.

Wow! Shen Weixiao immediately jumped up in surprise. Why did you buy so much? It must have cost a fortune! And I only need a few hours for the trip home—I don’t need all this!

Shi Xuan smoothed her brow and patted Shen Weixiao’s shoulder with a helpless smile. You’re such a child. Who said I bought it for you? Take it home for your brother, sister-in-law, and the kids. It’s the Lunar New Year, and it’s your first year working away from home. You can’t go back empty-handed, can you?

Shen Weixiao nodded, though her eyes remained clouded with confusion. But my brother and sister-in-law are family, she protested. We don’t need so much formality, do we?

Oh, Xiao, you’re so naive, Shi Xuan said with a pale smile, her gaze filled with affection. Do you get red envelopes from your brother and sister-in-law every Lunar New Year? When Shen Weixiao nodded blankly, Shi Xuan patted her head and chuckled. Silly girl, that’s a form of etiquette. Just because they’re family doesn’t mean they skip these customs. As you mature, you’ll need to understand these social niceties.

Shen Weixiao nodded earnestly, following Shi Xuan’s lead as they shopped, collected tickets, and joined the long queue.

Shen Weixiao’s train was scheduled to depart at 4 PM. The winding queue stretched into five or six rows. Shi Xuan stayed close behind, the two chatting incessantly. As they neared the boarding gate, Shen Weixiao grew increasingly reluctant to leave, dragging her feet and deliberately shuffling backward several times.

If you don’t hurry, you’ll miss your train, Shi Xuan teased, deliberately provoking her. Look at you—you look like a newlywed bride returning home for the first time.

Shen Weixiao’s face flushed crimson. She stomped her foot a few times and stubbornly turned her head away. Shi Xuan reached out and tickled her under the arm, but Wei Xiao didn’t budge. Shi Xuan smiled soothingly. There’s only an hour left. I’ll walk you to the station. Be good. I’m leaving soon, so at least give me a smile before I go, okay? Otherwise, I won’t have a peaceful New Year.

What do I care if you’re peaceful or not? Shen Weixiao shot a glance at the brand-new suitcase beside her, holding back her tears. I clearly don’t want you to leave! Goddess, are you blind? Why don’t you say you’ll miss me too? Why aren’t you hugging me and telling me you’ll be thinking of me?

Awoo I’m so sad.

Shi Xuan gazed at Shen Weixiao with genuine confusion. We were getting along so well just now. Why is she acting up again?

Shen Weixiao felt utterly wronged. Why is the goddess so clueless about romance? In dramas, couples parting are always so dramatic, clinging to each other and whispering sweet nothings. But me? Not only is there no hint of romance, but the goddess doesn’t even understand me! She glared fiercely at the suitcase, not caring that Shi Xuan had just bought it at great expense.

Hmph, she even gave me pears!

Pears! Pears! Doesn’t everyone know that sharing pears means parting ways? Shen Weixiao’s eyes welled up. She sniffled, a rare occurrence, and felt a sudden pang of heartache.

Older Sister, when you bought the fruit, was there nothing else? Shen Weixiao glanced at the goddess, who looked utterly bewildered, and offered a gentle reminder, hoping to awaken her conscience.

Shi Xuan pondered for a moment, adjusted her sunglasses, tilted her face toward the sky, and mused thoughtfully, Hmm, the apples looked a bit stale, the grapefruit was too big for you to carry, and dragon fruit and kiwi are a bit messy to handle. She paused, met Shen Weixiao’s innocent gaze, and smiled charmingly, I thought pears would be refreshing, delicious, and affordable, so I bought a bunch. Shouldn’t you praise me for being so practical? With that, she casually flashed a captivating smile.

Faced with such a righteous and eloquent explanation, Shen Weixiao couldn’t bring herself to admit that this beautiful and intelligent woman was actually a rational creature. So, Older Sister, you really are a rational being?

Shi Xuan nodded in agreement. Mhm, a perfect match for sentimental Xiao.

If that’s the case… Shen Weixiao thought, it seems that being direct is the best approach with someone so rigidly rational.

As they spoke, they reached the ticket gate. Shen Weixiao pulled out her ID and train ticket and headed inside. Since it cost extra to enter the station to see someone off, the two continued their heartfelt conversation on the escalator.

Older Sister, tell me you miss me, Shen Weixiao said, her eyes shining with anticipation as she clung to Shi Xuan’s arm, almost forgetting her suitcase. The passengers behind them glanced curiously at the two beautiful young women, muttering to themselves about how young people these days joked around without any sense of occasion.

Hey… Shi Xuan gripped the luggage handle tightly, letting Shen Weixiao lean against her arm. There are a lot of people behind us. Try to be a little more discreet, okay?

Huh? A lot of people? Shen Weixiao turned around. The long escalator was packed with passengers, a dense, brown-black mass resembling a giant dragon. Men, women, and children all seemed to be staring at her though they weren’t really. Her face flushed crimson, and she covered it with her hands, too embarrassed to look down again.

Watch your step, Shi Xuan said, taking Shen Weixiao’s hand while pulling the suitcase with her other. She carefully guided the younger girl toward the exit, following the instructions on the screen above. As they passed the restroom, she asked, Want to go? I’ll watch your things. Hurry back.

Shen Weixiao’s blush hadn’t faded yet. She glanced at the time and shook her head hurriedly. We’re leaving soon. I’ll wait until we’re on the train.

Shi Xuan nodded slightly, her gaze meeting Shen Weixiao’s eyes. A mischievous smile suddenly lit up her face. Why take the train when we could have taken the car?

The train works too. The bus station is too far, and I’m too lazy to walk, Shen Weixiao said, her eyes darting nervously as she desperately tried to hide her ulterior motives from Shi Xuan.

So it wasn’t because you were worried I wouldn’t have time to take you to the bus station? Shi Xuan murmured, stroking the back of her hand, her voice low and airy. Actually, the bus station isn’t that much farther. I could have made it. She placed both hands on Shen Weixiao’s shoulders, subtly guiding her toward a less crowded area.

The train station was bustling with travelers, every waiting hall packed to capacity. Shi Xuan led Shen Weixiao to a quieter spot near the stairs by the restaurant. Leaning against Shi Xuan’s shoulder, Shen Weixiao grew drowsy. Older Sister, tell me you’ll miss me. Say you’ll miss me.

Shi Xuan remained silent, but her heart began to race. Shen Weixiao, pressed against her chest, suddenly grinned. Is that your heartbeat? It sounds so flustered.

Shi Xuan held Shen Weixiao firmly, tilting her head to nuzzle her cheek, her eyes narrowing. Come closer. Listen and see if Older Sister’s heart is really flustered.

Shen Weixiao buried her face in Shi Xuan’s embrace, the faint, sweet fragrance enveloping her senses. Shi Xuan’s soft hands tightened slightly as she held her close, her gentle whisper brushing against Shen Weixiao’s ear Silly girl, of course I’ll miss you. I already miss you, even before you’ve left. I miss you so much.