Reborn into the Obsessive Love of a Dark and Twisted Shadow Queen - Chapter 33

But the damned dream refused to release Chu Xueyi. The erotic scene continued to unfold, with Ji Qingshu appearing far more alluring than she ever did in real life.

Her slightly reddened lips nibbled at Chu Xueyi’s earlobe, her pearly white teeth gently grinding against it.

Xueyi, I’ll make you understand, Ji Qingshu whispered.

I’m far more suited for you than Su Shiyu.

Whether it’s family background, appearance, or… physical technique.

Chu Xueyi felt a touch on her knee, an irresistible force pulling her down, guiding her.

A sliver of dawn light slipped through the gap in the curtains, landing on the wooden floor. Chu Xueyi’s eyes snapped open, fine beads of sweat clinging to her temples.

The aromatherapy candle from the night before had burned out, leaving behind a room saturated with its lingering fragrance—a scent as cloying as the cold sweat clinging to her skin.

Chu Xueyi felt drenched in sweat, especially…

She bit her lip, utterly mortified.

How could I have such a dream? Such a wretched dream?

She carefully lifted the little yellow duck quilt, her pale toes curling around gray slippers. Moving with the stealth of a guilty thief, she eased out of bed, desperate not to wake the person beside her.

As she stood, her hands trembled slightly as she opened the wardrobe.

Creak

The faint sound exploded in her ears like a firecracker.

Chu Xueyi !

Shouldn’t Ji Qingshu’s wardrobe be made of high-quality solid wood? How could it make such a pathetic, door-squeezed groan?

Chu Xueyi glanced up at the figure sleeping on the bed.

Perhaps the calming aromatherapy candle was truly effective. Ji Qingshu remained sound asleep, the blanket still forming a small, rounded mound.

But why had this sleep-inducing candle had the opposite effect on her?

A scorching, feverish dream had jolted Chu Xueyi awake.

She hastily grabbed a pair of underwear and hurried out, though… she rarely had such disturbing dreams.

After all, the body’s desires are conserved.

Chu Xueyi prioritized her career, leaving little room for romantic pursuits. Moreover… she was committed to giving Su Shiyu the respect she deserved.

Only after Chu Xueyi entered the bathroom did Ji Qingshu slowly open her eyes.

The aromatherapy’s effects were even stronger than she’d anticipated.

Next time I’m shopping, I’ll have to leave a five-star review for that store and give them a generous tip, Ji Qingshu thought to herself.

Chu Xueyi took a cold shower. When she emerged from the bathroom, the person lying on the bed was still asleep.

She remembered that Ji Qingshu had been bringing her breakfast every morning.

It was rare for her to wake up early, even if the real reason was that terrible dream.

Still, Chu Xueyi decided to buy Ji Qingshu breakfast as a small gesture of gratitude.

The cafeteria wasn’t crowded at this early hour, with many people still yawning. Chu Xueyi casually joined a line at one of the windows and quickly got her breakfast.

The meal looked bland and watery.

No problem, she thought.

Chu Xueyi was already used to this.

As a celebrity, she rarely got to eat oily or flavorful dishes throughout the year.

Back in the room, Chu Xueyi inserted the key into Ji Qingshu’s dorm lock for the first time. The feeling was strange.

She couldn’t quite explain it, but the boundaries of their relationship had become increasingly blurred. Before she could dwell on it, the door swung open.

Ji Qingshu was already up, sitting at the table waiting.

Did you sleep well last night?

Chu Xueyi nodded.

The room was a bit warm, and I got sweaty, so I took a shower this morning, she stammered, clumsily searching for an excuse.

Little did she know that her flustered demeanor only made her look adorably evasive in Ji Qingshu’s eyes.

A bit warm?

It was clearly the lingering heat of a spring-infused dream that had left her drenched in sweat.

Ji Qingshu pressed her lips together slightly, but she didn’t mock Chu Xueyi. Shyness was perfectly natural, and besides, this was exactly the reaction she wanted.

After breakfast, they resumed their lessons. Art schools relied heavily on self-discipline, which explained why Chu Xueyi had so much free time for filming.

After one class, Chu Xueyi followed Ji Qingshu to the theater.

Did you finish rehearsing privately? the Class Monitor asked as soon as he saw them. Chu Xueyi blushed slightly, the memory of last night’s dreamlike encounter stirring her heart.

Re… rehearsed, she stammered, her ears flushing crimson. Only she knew how breathtakingly intense the night had been.

Oh

The Class Monitor’s eyes narrowed slightly behind his glasses, his response carrying a deeper meaning.

That’s good. I trust your abilities, you two academic powerhouses. We won’t rehearse in front of everyone we’ll just nail it in one take during filming.

The Class Monitor made the decision.

Today, the other students responsible for filming had also arrived, including several professionals hired by the school.

The atmosphere grew tense.

Only Ji Qingshu and Chu Xueyi remained calm and composed, as if nothing were amiss.

Why?

The main reason was simple Chu Xueyi had already acted in numerous productions in her previous life.

She had even worked on films with budgets exceeding a hundred million yuan. Naturally, a video assignment to hone her acting skills held no cause for anxiety.

As for Ji Qingshu, her composure stemmed from a straightforward reason she had memorized the entire script backward and forward. When it was her turn to perform, there was nothing to fear.

Thanks to extensive rehearsals and frequent discussions about the script in their dormitory, the filming process proceeded remarkably smoothly.

They finished more than half of the script in no time. After all, it was just a ten-minute video assignment. The extensive rehearsal time was due to the need for multiple rounds of coordination.

They could continue filming tomorrow.

But for today, that was all.

Perhaps because she had been so engrossed in filming that afternoon, Chu Xueyi hadn’t noticed the torrential downpour outside.

Xueyi, did you bring an umbrella?

Chu Xueyi’s friend, Huang Yi, asked, her gaze fixed on Chu Xueyi’s face. For a moment, Chu Xueyi’s mind drifted.

It felt like she hadn’t seen Huang Yi in ages. Huang Yi seemed to have only a supporting role in this film, so they didn’t have any scenes together, and their rehearsals were scheduled separately.

Compared to Chu Xueyi, Huang Yi’s life seemed even more tragic.

In college, Huang Yi had met a strikingly handsome senior. They fell deeply in love, to the point where Huang Yi neglected her friendships.

She clung to her boyfriend every day, briefly forgetting about Chu Xueyi, her best friend.

Until… a few years after graduation, when her boyfriend cheated on her, Huang Yi’s mental state crumbled, and she chose to leap from a high-rise building.

At that time, Huang Yi’s senior boyfriend was working on the same film set as Chu Xueyi, even though their characters had no interaction in the story.

Yet rumors spread like wildfire, claiming that Chu Xueyi had stolen Huang Yi’s boyfriend, driving her best friend to suicide.