My Roommate Is a Dirty Talker (GL) - Chapter 51

Shen Weixiao’s tears fell in fat drops, yet she couldn’t help the smile that tugged at the corners of her eyes.

If she had a mirror, she would have been ashamed to see her red-rimmed, swollen eyes. She rolled over, suppressing her tears, and couldn’t help but feel utterly pathetic.

Sensitive, suspicious, and emotionally unstable. Whenever Shi Xuan was involved, she couldn’t help but abandon all restraint. Because the Goddess was sad, because the Goddess was happy, all her doubts and worries could be utterly vanquished by a single word of reassurance from her.

Hello? Shi Xuan, hearing no response from Shen Weixiao, felt as if she were surrounded by enemies on all sides. Say something! Her anxiety grew with each passing moment, and she paced frantically around the room. After listening intently several times, she finally whispered, Xiao, are you crying?

A muffled sniffle came through the phone, piercing Shi Xuan’s heart with inexplicable pain. Her chest tightened as if bound by ropes, leaving no room for relief.

Shen Weixiao struggled to sit up, propping herself against the pillows. She grabbed a tissue and hastily wiped away her tears and snot before tearfully picking up the phone. Hello? I can hear you.

Ah, she’s finally speaking. As long as she’s talking, everything will be alright.

Shi Xuan pressed a hand to her chest, still afraid to relax, and quickly explained, Xiao, listen to me. Xu Sheng was a very close friend of mine in the past, but my feelings for her are completely different from my feelings for you. She paused, then sighed, In my heart and in my eyes, there’s no one else.

Shi Xuan’s voice sounded anxious and awkward, but a faint joy crept into Shen Weixiao’s heart. She sniffled contentedly, feeling a strange sense of accomplishment. Yet, a small wave of emotion washed over her, and she couldn’t help but ask, Then tell me, what do you like about me?

This question was truly challenging. Shi Xuan had always struggled to express such intimate feelings, especially when it came to raw, direct confessions. She felt a surge of panic.

But Shen Weixiao looked so heartbroken. Shi Xuan couldn’t imagine what Xu Sheng had said to her little tomato to make her cry like this. Xu Sheng was proud and arrogant, and when she turned ruthless, she showed no mercy.

If Shi Xuan didn’t say something comforting now, would Xiao just sink back into despair?

I don’t know, Shi Xuan admitted. At first, I probably admired your hard work and your innocent charm. Maybe it was a kind of shared sympathy. After a moment, she added sincerely, But as we spent more time together, even I lost track of what I was feeling. It just felt like one day I was meant to be by your side, protecting you.

Hmm, this should be fine, right? Shi Xuan suddenly felt her words sounded quite pleasing, perfect for sweet-talking her little darling.

Through the phone, Shi Xuan fidgeted in her room, her voice seemed to echo in the space, making her ears burn slightly.

How rare to feel a little shy.

Shi Xuan listened intently to Shen Weixiao’s every sound, afraid to miss a single word. Without her little tomato by her side, she felt utterly insecure. If Wei Xiao got angry, she wouldn’t even be able to grab her.

By now, Shen Weixiao had calmed down considerably.

Hearing Shi Xuan’s words, her small face flushed crimson, the heat spreading all the way to her ears. She knew Shi Xuan was worried about her, and the earlier fear that Shi Xuan might hesitate or brush things off vanished completely.

Now, she felt a little embarrassed by Shi Xuan’s cautious tone. Mm, I understand. So… you’ve really… never loved anyone else?

Never, Shi Xuan replied with absolute certainty. The word love could only be given to one person in a lifetime.

Shen Weixiao clutched her phone, still reeling from Shi Xuan’s firm and decisive tone, when she heard the other woman’s voice suddenly lighten. Hmm… if Xu Sheng contacts you again, just tell her…

After a long pause, Shi Xuan spoke first, a mischievous glint in her voice. Just tell her that Older Sister handles things at home and that she should come to me if she needs anything.

What kind of nonsense is that? Shen Weixiao couldn’t help but chuckle, the lingering unease in her heart nearly vanishing. She muttered indignantly, What do you mean, ‘you handle things’? You’re already trying to control me before anything’s even happened. I won’t stand for it.

Sensing that Shen Weixiao’s mood had improved, Shi Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. Control me if you must, she thought. That’s just how possessive I am.

Older Sister knows best. You should listen to her, right?

Shen Weixiao’s face flushed crimson. She instinctively lowered the call volume and burrowed deeper under the covers, mumbling her refusal.

Shi Xuan smiled, her heart easing. Now that the tension had broken, she couldn’t resist teasing Shen Weixiao.

She knew that Shen Weixiao’s insecurity stemmed largely from her own secrets. Taking a deep breath, she began patiently explaining some of her circumstances.

This included the two children Yang Mu was currently raising.

Ji Wen had adopted her before marrying Yang Mu, while Shi Huan was the only bl00d relative left by Yang Mu’s previous wife.

Years ago, Yang Mu and Ji Wen had become partners, each with their own hidden motives. Yet over the years, they had maintained a polite but mutually dependent relationship. Shen Weixiao listened to these revelations, her eyes wide with astonishment.

She finally understood Shi Xuan’s innate sense of detachment. Growing up in such a complex and fragile family environment, it was no wonder Shi Xuan had been so sensitive and vulnerable three years ago. The overwhelming waves of her true identity and the devastating news of her father’s death had crashed down upon her—who could have withstood such a storm?

But what about the Shi Xuan now? Shen Weixiao felt a pang of tenderness. The current Shi Xuan willingly offered her warmth, always accommodating her despite her own inner pain and grievances. How could Shen Weixiao not be moved and heartbroken by such devotion?

Shen Weixiao sighed involuntarily, lowering her voice as she said with conviction, I think I understand now why you wanted to hide your identity from me at first. Older Sister, you were afraid of losing me too, weren’t you?

Shi Xuan nodded with relief, then quickly forced a smile when she remembered the little one couldn’t see her. She praised her affectionately, Wise as Wei Xiao, or perhaps I just have good taste.

Shen Weixiao’s muffled giggles drifted through the phone like a gentle spring breeze, and Shi Xuan couldn’t help but smile in response.

After nearly two hours on the phone, the train soon arrived at its destination. Shen Weixiao sent Shi Xuan a quick message after disembarking and hurried to hail a taxi home.

The residential complex was freshly decorated for the New Year, its brightly lit streets glowing with festive cheer. She could faintly smell the lingering scent of firecrackers as she walked along the path bordering the square. A group of children, bundled up so only their small faces peeked out, huddled around the outdoor exercise equipment.

Shen Weixiao’s elder brother and sister-in-law were also on holiday, spending the past few days preparing New Year’s delicacies. Knowing she was arriving today, they had already laid out a table laden with delicious dishes. But as time passed and she still hadn’t returned, their anxiety grew.

The doorbell rang once.

Her sister-in-law eagerly flung open the door, paused in surprise at the sight of Shen Weixiao, then immediately pulled her into a warm embrace and ushered her inside. Wei Xiao, come in quickly! You’re back! Why did you bring so much stuff? she exclaimed, though her heart was overflowing with joy.

Without a word, Shen Weixiao followed her inside. Before even setting down her backpack, she spotted her brother still busy in the kitchen and called out, Brother, I’m home!