Reborn into the Obsessive Love of a Dark and Twisted Shadow Queen - Chapter 39
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Chu Xueyi lay in bed, deeply inhaling the familiar scent of the blanket, now tinged with an unfamiliar coolness—Ji Qingshu’s signature fragrance.
Are you going to sleep already?
Then I’ll dim the lights a bit.
Ji Qingshu rose to turn off the lights, but Chu Xueyi’s hand suddenly gripped her wrist. Having just emerged from the bath, Chu Xueyi’s skin was still flushed and warm.
This unexpected touch caught Ji Qingshu completely off guard.
Her cool skin seemed to absorb the heat, causing her heart to race.
This girl… this girl is far too alluring.
Qingshu, I need to tell you something.
Chu Xueyi sat up slightly, releasing Ji Qingshu’s hand. She wrapped her arms around her knees, wishing she could bury herself completely like an ostrich.
Um… I… yesterday… when I was changing clothes, I didn’t look closely…
Chu Xueyi spoke haltingly, nearly biting her tongue. She hated this feeling.
Taking a deep breath, she decided to throw all caution to the wind.
So I accidentally took your underwear. I can buy you a new pair, or if you’d prefer, I can wash it for you!
Chu Xueyi had mustered every ounce of courage to say those words. Afterward, her ears burned crimson, like glowing embers, and she couldn’t bring herself to look at Ji Qingshu.
She awaited her fate.
She braced herself for the look of disgust on the other woman’s face.
Even if she likes me, no one could possibly accept such a grave mistake, right?
That was Chu Xueyi’s reasoning, anyway.
If someone had taken her clothes by mistake, especially her intimate garments, she would have flown into a rage—a furious, smoke-billowing inferno.
Silence hung heavy in the air.
After an eternity, Ji Qingshu finally smiled.
I thought it was something serious, Xueyi. You were so nervous. It’s just a mix-up with clothes? Don’t worry, I don’t mind at all.
How could she mind?
This was the person she loved.
Even if Chu Xueyi had done something truly unforgivable, Ji Qingshu would have chosen to forgive and understand.
Ah…
Don’t you find it disgusting? Someone else wearing your clothes, especially your intimate garments?
Chu Xueyi lifted her head from her knees, blinking in disbelief. This shouldn’t be happening, she thought. Ji Qingshu was a proper young lady, after all.
At the academy, Ji Qingshu had always given the impression of being slightly fastidious and aloof, rarely interacting with others.
If it were anyone else…
Ji Qingshu turned off the light, plunging the dormitory into darkness. However, faint light filtered through the slightly ajar curtains from the brightly lit dormitory building next door, where the murmur of voices still drifted through the air.
I would definitely find it repulsive.
But if it’s you, Xueyi… I don’t.
Ji Qingshu reached out and gently caressed Chu Xueyi’s cheek, her eyes softening with a faint smile that made Chu Xueyi’s heart flutter.
You must understand, Xueyi. I adore you. Every gesture of closeness from you fills me with joy. How could I ever find it repulsive?
Chu Xueyi Heh, the twisted logic of a pervert is truly beyond comprehension.
Still, since Ji Qingshu wasn’t pressing the issue, Chu Xueyi breathed a small sigh of relief.
I’ll help you clean it up.
Ji Qingshu was speechless. How could the girl before her miss the unspoken meaning in her words?
Yet she didn’t refuse, merely nodding.
Alright then.
With that settled, Chu Xueyi felt a great weight lift from her heart. She pulled back the covers and slipped under them, ready to drift off to sleep.
Just then, a voice whispered beside her
Good night, Xueyi.
Ji Qingshu’s voice was soft and melodious, sending a shiver down Chu Xueyi’s spine. Unconsciously, Chu Xueyi’s ears flushed crimson.
Good night, Ji Qingshu.
She replied with a soft murmur before finally drifting off to sleep.
As dusk deepened, the clamor from outside the window gradually faded. One by one, the lights went out, and the entire academy began to settle into silence.
Ji Qingshu opened her eyes.
She hadn’t been asleep. The occasional patter of rain could still be heard outside. Perhaps it was the day’s tumultuous events that had left her mind racing.
She reached up, her fingertips trembling, and almost involuntarily touched her lips.
The sensation of being kissed and touched, the thrill that surged from the depths of her heart, threatened to overwhelm her chest.
Xueyi hadn’t pulled away. What did that mean?
It meant closeness… the possibility of taking things further!
Just the thought sent her bl00d coursing through her veins. No wonder she couldn’t sleep.
Her fingertips traced her lips again and again, as if reliving the kiss.
Wait…
Ji Qingshu, can’t you have a little more dignity?
Is this all it takes to make you feel so utterly content?
Ji Qingshu inwardly scorned herself, withdrew her hand, and slowly slipped out of bed.
A slight turn of her head revealed the little yellow duck comforter, its mound-like shape concealing the person sleeping soundly beneath.
From her vantage point, Ji Qingshu could easily observe Chu Xueyi. The other woman was indeed asleep, her eyes tightly closed and her breathing even.
Thinking of this…
Ji Qingshu slowly propped herself up, supporting her weight with one hand. Like a nimble cat, she crept closer to Chu Xueyi.
If not for that kiss in the bathroom earlier, Ji Qingshu would never have dared to take this step. But now she finally understood what Chu Xueyi was thinking.
How rare, Ji Qingshu thought to herself. It’s as if her heart mirrors mine.
Since I’m going to do it, I won’t regret it!
Ji Qingshu leaned down, her soft lips brushing lightly against Chu Xueyi’s skin like a feather. First her forehead, then the space between her brows, followed by her cheeks, the tip of her nose, and finally her lips.
With each kiss, Ji Qingshu felt as if her heart had been struck by a heavy hammer.
She lingered on Chu Xueyi’s lips for a few seconds before slowly withdrawing her hand and slipping back under the covers.
Xueyi, will you despise me?
Will you hate me…?
But it’s not my fault. You’re the one who led the lamb into the tiger’s den.
Ji Qingshu thought to herself, her thoughts tinged with a hint of malice.
Then she too drifted into a deep slumber.
When Su Shiyu emerged from the bathroom, she saw a text message from Chu Xueyi. Her fingertips trembled as she unlocked her phone, yet she hesitated to open it.
It took her a long time to summon the courage.
After finally clicking through, Su Shiyu read the messages one by one, a wry smile tugging at the corner of her lips.
Yes.
What right did she have to compete with Ji Qingshu?
Her rival was not only the heiress of a prominent family but also deeply connected to the school. With a single word, Ji Qingshu could cut off all her funding.
How could she dare… how could she possibly…?
Xueyi, are you hiding something?
Su Shiyu remained silent, taking screenshots of the messages.
It’s okay… I’ll work harder. Since you want me to focus on acting, I’ll follow your advice.
By then, she should be able to compete with Ji Qingshu openly and fairly.