My Roommate Is a Dirty Talker (GL) - Chapter 6

Shi Xuan added Shen Weixiao on WeChat. After reading her WeChat name aloud, she suddenly chuckled, I’ve seen this name quite often.

Shen Weixiao’s hand trembled, nearly dropping her chopsticks onto the table. She gasped, her face a mask of panic and confusion. Where have you seen it? Could it be… on Green Station?

After all, Shen Weixiao was an author on Green Station, and Shi Xuan was a longtime reader. Rumor had it that Shi Xuan had been following Green Station since its early days as a small forum. Shen Weixiao held deep respect and admiration for Green Station’s veteran readers. These readers were intimately familiar with the platform’s writing style, tended to be of a similar age range, and demonstrated exceptional loyalty and engagement. Capturing the hearts of these seasoned readers was considered a crucial step toward achieving legendary status as an author.

However, the thought that Shi Xuan might be hiding among her most devoted fans sent a chill down Shen Weixiao’s spine. She imagined herself stripped bare, standing exposed before her readers. The sheer embarrassment was overwhelming. After all, the various subtle emotions and manic impulses in her stories were all fragmented pieces of her own psyche, now laid bare for public scrutiny. It wasn’t just about losing her mystique it was also… inexplicably awkward.

Shi Xuan cleared her throat, her gaze sweeping over Shen Weixiao’s nose as she suppressed a smile. What are you thinking about? she asked deliberately.

I… nothing? Shen Weixiao stammered, meeting Shi Xuan’s eyes. She lifted her slightly flushed face and gritted her teeth. Where did you see it?

Guess? Shi Xuan smiled mysteriously, glanced at her phone, and suddenly stood up as if she were in a hurry to leave. Oh, you’re not feeling well today. Let’s go out another time? I have some errands to run and won’t be back tonight. Don’t bother leaving the door unlocked for me. With that, she grabbed her down jacket and scarf from the coat rack, gave Shen Weixiao a faint smile, and left the room.

Unable to get an answer, Shen Weixiao remained uneasy. She quickly moved her laptop from the desk to the bed, opened a web page, and scrolled through the comments section, muttering to herself, Which one is it? Is she really here? Maybe she’s never left a comment before? After a moment of nervous anticipation, Shen Weixiao let out a soft sigh and reluctantly set the laptop back on the desk. As she ate her steamed bun, she thought, Maybe the goddess just saw the name on the rankings. After all, she’s a prolific author who updates 3,000 words daily without fail, consistently topping the update activity charts.

Thinking this, Shen Weixiao couldn’t help but feel a small sense of pride. While her plot wasn’t particularly outstanding, her solid writing style and diligent updates had earned her a modest following. Forget the legendary three thousand concubines of the imperial harem—she’d managed to capture at least a tenth of that audience. Compared to the initial cold reception her writing had received, Shen Weixiao was now quite content with her current situation. For some reason, her sisterinlaw’s words about her lack of ambition suddenly resurfaced in her mind, and she sighed inexplicably.

After breakfast, Shen Weixiao still sent Shi Xuan a red envelope.

Having just finished eating, Shen Weixiao remembered Shi Xuan’s warning about indigestion from the previous day. Feeling much better today, she decided to go to the supermarket to buy some household essentials and fruit, since she was destined to spend the weekend cooped up at home anyway. After writing for a while at noon, Xi Pi’s profile picture suddenly began to flash. This guy hasn’t bothered to contact me for ages, she huffed. Hmph, I’m not going to reply. But despite her thoughts, her fingers were already eagerly clicking open the message.

Wuli Lao Xue Ah Xiao, Ah Xiao, are you there?

Wuli Lao Xue Come out, come out! I want to show you something!

Wuli Lao Xue My recent work is finally out! I wanted to share it with you first!

Wuli Lao Xue OMG, are you not there, my dear? My dear—summoning chrysanthemum!

iWuli Lao Xuei Hmm? Really not here?

iWuli Lao Xuei …One more poke. Old—Hubby—are you there? Answer me quickly.

iWuli Lao Xuei Iron Fist Rocket Punch!! Get your ass out here—

Shen Weixiao flinched at Xi Pi’s lion’s roar, scrambling to her knees with a pained expression.

iMe Auntie is torturing me a thousand times over, but Wife commands it. wipes tears

After a pitiful sob session, Shen Weixiao couldn’t resist asking, Wife, what were you going to show me earlier? w

iWuli Lao Xuei Hehehehe

iMei Tell me, tell me Look at my sexy little tail!̇ I’m dying of anticipation!

iWuli Lao Xuei Hehehehe

iMei …Wife, what do you want to say?

iWuli Lao Xue i Hehehehe

What’s going on? Shen Weixiao wondered, pondering for a long moment. The other party kept spamming Hehehehe. Is the keyboard broken? Or is it an automated response?

Ahem, I’ve been hearing too many dirty jokes lately, Shen Weixiao thought, her mind involuntarily conjuring an Rrated scene. She burst out laughing. Could Xi Pi be angry because she heard the goddess was looking out for me?

Or, um… was she jealous?

Shen Weixiao grinned mischievously and sent Xi Pi a sideways glance Wife, do you miss your dominant partner?

Wuli Lao Xue Smiling. May I ask who you are?

Me What… does that mean?

Wuli Lao Xue Oh, did I send this to the wrong person? If you don’t mind, I’ll just block you now. Goodbye.

Hahaha, what’s going on here?!

Shen Weixiao frantically typed, her heart breaking Wife—I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I’ll kneel on noodles and promise not to break them! Don’t do this to me!

After more than ten minutes, Shen Weixiao was nearly desperate. Her writer’s block was severe, and she kept checking the chat for new messages, but her wife still ignored her.

She and Lao Xue had known each other for three years. Lao Xue had gone from being aloof and reserved to being utterly shameless, a transformation that felt like a leap across thirty thousand realms.

Lao Xue was perfect in every way, except for her slightly inverted sleep schedule, a side effect of her recent years of relentless overtime. Shen Weixiao still remembered how she had first flirted with Lao Xue on Bilibili. Back then, her style was refined and elegant, addressing Lao Xue as Miss Xue. Little did she know, their dynamic would soon undergo a dramatic shift.

Once you enter the world of BL, there’s no turning back. Morality becomes a distant memory.

Still, thinking about it, Shen Weixiao felt deeply moved. Lao Xue’s sudden change in style was entirely due to Shen Weixiao starting to write on Green Station a year ago.

Lao Xue had declared she would turn all the characters from Shen Weixiao’s stories into videos, fulfilling her dream of film and television adaptation and helping promote her work. Shen Weixiao initially thought it was just a joke, but when Lao Xue actually sent her the links, she was completely stunned.

Later, as expected, many viewers commented on the videos asking for the story titles and followed the links back to Green Station.

Shen Weixiao rested her chin on her arm, suddenly feeling an unprecedented warmth in her heart. It was a pity Lao Xue strongly refused to meet in person, and Shen Weixiao never forced the issue.

Despite knowing each other for so long, they had never actually met.

Squeak Squeak Squeak

Hearing the notification, Shen Weixiao jerked her head up and returned to her computer. A quick mouse movement revealed Lao Xue had silently sent her a link.

Wow!  Shen Weixiao grinned excitedly, Wife, did you win an award? She clicked the link, but her joy instantly vanished, replaced by a strange sense of emotion. This isn’t…