Reborn into the Obsessive Love of a Dark and Twisted Shadow Queen - Chapter 14

Ji Qingshu had indeed heard the sound of Chu Xueyi’s dress tearing earlier, but she hadn’t given it much thought, assuming it was just a small rip.

Now, under the dim corridor light, she realized the tear in Chu Xueyi’s elegant gown was far larger than she’d imagined.

Pale, delicate skin was exposed, marked with red scratches from the gardenia branches.

It was quite a pitiful sight.

Xueyi, why have you been so unlucky lately? Ji Qingshu muttered, though inwardly she was thinking, It’s time to ask my family to get me a talisman against bad luck from the temple.

Ji Qingshu’s life had been smooth sailing she had no need for such things. This talisman was, of course, meant for Chu Xueyi.

What do you mean, unlucky? Chu Xueyi squinted slightly. Even though I’m drunk and the stairs are blurry, I’m not deaf, am I?

Alright, not unlucky, Ji Qingshu conceded, her tone indulgent. These are just minor incidents, nothing to worry about.

Chu Xueyi pursed her lips slightly. She wasn’t the naive twenty-something her appearance suggested.

In contrast, Chu Xueyi’s soul was already twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, long past the pure innocence of her campus days.

Hearing Ji Qingshu’s words, Chu Xueyi’s lips curved into a bright smile, made even more radiant by the alcohol.

The worst thing that ever happened to me was probably being your classmate… constantly being compared to you.

But still, Big Screen Queen Ji, I admire you.

Daring to admit her secret crush, daring to publicly reveal her orientation—this wasn’t the kind of courage one would expect from a celebrity.

Unlike Chu Xueyi, who hid her true self at work, never openly acknowledging her feelings even to classmates or colleagues.

Ji Qingshu had already retrieved the key, unlocked the door, and pushed it open.

Chu Xueyi’s room was exquisitely decorated, with many details replaced and a plush, furry carpet covering the floor.

Admire me for what? Ji Qingshu asked without turning around, already changing into slippers.

You’re amazing. Even though I’m angry… and jealous… you really are a great actress.

I’ve seen all your movies.

Chu Xueyi took a step forward, her gaze fixed intently on the person before her, her eyes glazed with drunkenness.

Teach me… Teacher…

Having lived through a lifetime, Chu Xueyi had only one overriding ambition, the most crucial of all her goals to become an even more formidable actress.

A movie? Ji Qingshu now firmly believed Chu Xueyi was completely drunk, as she had never acted in any films.

The earlier joy of being praised as Best Actress turned out to be a hollow triumph. However, Ji Qingshu didn’t have time to dwell on it. After all, she was currently preoccupied with driving away all of Chu Xueyi’s suitors, determined to keep her all to herself.

Ji Qingshu moved to Chu Xueyi’s side, supporting her as they walked to the dormitory bed. As if by some magical enchantment, Chu Xueyi fell asleep the moment she lay down.

Ji Qingshu ……

She had intended to take her to the bathroom to wash up, but now that plan had to be abandoned.

Leaving Chu Xueyi lying on the bed like this wasn’t ideal. Even setting aside the fact that she had rolled through a gardenia bush and was likely covered in dirt, there were other concerns.

And… this dress needs to be changed too.

No one would wear a torn dress as pajamas.

Even though she knew it was only natural to change someone’s clothes, Ji Qingshu closed her eyes and desperately tried to rationalize the situation in her mind.

The moment her fingers touched the dress, Ji Qingshu nearly chanted the Qingxin Mantra in her heart. Her fingers moved like fluttering butterflies, gently tugging at the sash until Chu Xueyi’s nightgown was quickly undone.

Don’t look…

Ji Qingshu warned herself inwardly, yet couldn’t resist the temptation. She cautiously opened her eyes.

But when she saw that fair skin, Ji Qingshu’s ears instantly flushed crimson, like bl00d jade.

This is really bad.

Ji Qingshu felt a pang of self-loathing. Whenever she saw the person before her, it was as if her three souls and seven spirits had been drained away, leaving her utterly paralyzed.

Yet even this wasn’t the most agonizing part.

The most tormenting task was wiping Chu Xueyi’s body.

After all, Ji Qingshu had always been the most cherished child in her family. Her parents had held her in their palms, afraid she would fall, and kept her in their mouths, afraid she would melt.

This was Ji Qingshu’s first time caring for someone else, but it wasn’t as difficult as he had imagined. As an actor, he had already learned quite a bit about practical matters.

For example, he knew how to put on costumes and how to prevent stains from getting on his skin. He had diligently studied these seemingly trivial skills.

So, when he wiped Chu Xueyi’s body, his movements were surprisingly practiced.

He kept his gaze fixed on one patch of skin at a time, working quickly and efficiently.

Chu Xueyi was only covered in mud and reeked of alcohol, so the wiping was soon done.

A fine layer of sweat beaded on Ji Qingshu’s forehead. He let out a sigh of relief, then remembered he still needed to change her into a nightgown. He couldn’t help but chuckle bitterly.

Only because I like her would I go to such lengths.

If it were anyone else, he would have simply tossed them into a pile of toads and coldly informed the dorm supervisor. He certainly wouldn’t have personally intervened.

Ji Qingshu approached Chu Xueyi’s wardrobe.

The school’s wardrobes were uniformly designed, and Chu Xueyi’s was no exception. Opening the cabinet revealed neatly arranged clothes.

Nightgowns were typically kept in an easily accessible spot. After only a few seconds of searching, Ji Qingshu reached into the wardrobe and pulled out Chu Xueyi’s usual nightgown.

Almost instinctively, he held the nightgown up to his nose. But as the fabric brushed against his skin, he immediately felt his actions were far too presumptuous.

No!

I absolutely can’t do this!

What if Xueyi finds this repulsive?

But… but the scent on her clothes was so intoxicating, almost bewitching. Ji Qingshu lowered his head, the silk nightgown brushing lightly against his nose.

He felt as if Chu Xueyi were embracing him.

After only a few seconds of foolish infatuation, Ji Qingshu snapped back to reality, realizing how disgusting his actions were.

He recoiled violently, dropping the nightgown to the floor. Fortunately, the carpet in front of the wardrobe prevented it from getting dirty.

In the end, Ji Qingshu couldn’t remember how he had managed to help Chu Xueyi change clothes. He only knew he had relied entirely on his sense of touch, like a blind man feeling an elephant.

But.

Ji Qingshu lowered his gaze to his hands. They still seemed to carry Chu Xueyi’s delicate, lingering fragrance.

This isn’t so bad after all.

I can be this close to the person I love.

Finally, the cold, aloof ice queen Best Actress Chu Xueyi had described was now like a little girl, pink blossoms blooming in her heart.

Pressing his palm against his lips, Ji Qingshu felt as if he were kissing Chu Xueyi’s soft skin across time and space.

Back in his own room, Ji Qingshu deliberately lowered the shower temperature to suppress the spring fever rising within him.

He feared these tender thoughts would crumble the walls he had painstakingly built—walls that allowed him to temporarily resist the urge to possess and claim Chu Xueyi.