Scarred Hearts — A Girls' Love Tale - Chapter 46

This sudden event made the already awkward atmosphere even more tense.

Yan Shuangfei kept her head down, her chest rising and falling slowly, but her mind was blank—she didn’t know how to handle the situation. The seemingly endless silence made her restless, but she couldn’t do anything to ease it.

She tried hard to act indifferent, hoping to change the subject with a joke and get past the moment. But such deeply painful memories couldn’t be brushed off so easily. Yan Shuangfei even hated how quickly she had recovered—if only she had lost her memory, she could face this scene without feeling anything.

Luo Qinghan slowly crouched down and reached for the black whip. Her long hair fell beside her face, hiding her expression from Yan Shuangfei. The whip swung once in front of Yan Shuangfei before Luo Qinghan put it away, but Yan Shuangfei could still see the dried bl00d clotted on it.

Yan Shuangfei moved her lips, wanting to say something to ease the tension, but her throat was so dry that no words came out. She sank down onto the floor, watching as Luo Qinghan, expressionless, carefully placed the whip back in its original spot.

Silence stretched on, endlessly torturing them both. Yan Shuangfei could clearly see Luo Qinghan’s hand trembling uncontrollably, almost dropping the whip again. She could tell Luo Qinghan was trying to bury that whip as deep as possible, as if trying to bury the painful memories it held.

Suddenly, Yan Shuangfei stood up and gently grabbed Luo Qinghan’s wrist. Without saying a word, she helped her close the box, then wrapped her arms around Luo Qinghan’s waist from behind. She rested her chin carefully on Luo Qinghan’s shoulder and kissed her neck.

Luo Qinghan froze, stunned and motionless, letting Yan Shuangfei leave soft kisses on her neck. After a moment, she gathered some strength and turned in Yan Shuangfei’s arms.

“It’s okay,” Yan Shuangfei said softly, lowering her gaze. It took her a long moment to say these few words. She no longer cared to pretend—after so many years together, even with a long separation, they knew each other deeply. Luo Qinghan didn’t expose or hide anything, and Yan Shuangfei could sense that Luo Qinghan already knew something. There was no need to hide things from each other anymore.

Since Luo Qinghan was willing to play along with this act, they both understood each other. As for the past—let it remain history, never to be mentioned again.

Luo Qinghan said nothing. Yan Shuangfei took the initiative, pulling her over to sit on the bed, helping cover her with the blanket, and turning off the light. She slipped under the covers, moving closer to Luo Qinghan. Seeing no sign of rejection, she felt reassured and wrapped her arms fully around Luo Qinghan.

Luo Qinghan turned toward Yan Shuangfei, sharing her warmth. One hand was free to gently stroke Yan Shuangfei’s back. Yan Shuangfei sighed in relief, curling up and nestling into Luo Qinghan’s embrace.

“Qinghan,” Yan Shuangfei’s voice was muffled in the blanket, low and lingering by Luo Qinghan’s ear.

Luo Qinghan’s body stiffened. She knew this moment would come sooner or later. No matter how unwilling she was, Yan Shuangfei would insist on bringing it up. Once Yan Shuangfei made up her mind, often even Luo Qinghan couldn’t stop her.

Yan Shuangfei called her softly. Luo Qinghan’s reaction was so obvious—it seemed she knew far more than Yan Shuangfei had guessed. They had long stopped hiding secrets from each other; even if they tried, the other could see right through.

“Qinghan,” Yan Shuangfei hesitated but still forced herself to speak, “the day after tomorrow, Ying Sha and I want to go away for a while. What do you think…”

Luo Qinghan swallowed hard. Although Yan Shuangfei was asking for her opinion, the current situation basically forced her to agree.

Where were they going? To the Han family. The Han family was a dangerous place. If discovered, Han Yu could easily treat them as intruders and kill them—no matter their identities. If Han Yu just made an excuse, it could end badly!

Luo Qinghan was quietly angry, hating that she couldn’t help Yan Shuangfei in this matter and worried about her safety. This wasn’t the time for heroic fantasies—expecting to come through a hail of bullets unscathed was pure wishful thinking. Even if one could fight off dozens suddenly in a crisis, that was just a fairy tale. Unless Yan Shuangfei had watched too many war movies and believed in divine protection, suddenly transforming into a Mary Sue heroine to single-handedly storm the Han family, wiping out all enemies and threats.

She was thinking too much. Luo Qinghan quickly pushed those thoughts aside, feeling heavier in her heart. She said nothing. Yan Shuangfei kept insisting: “Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of myself.”

What nonsense! Luo Qinghan really wanted to scold Yan Shuangfei right in the face. This person who always needed others to worry about her—who could barely get dressed without taking forever to button a shirt—if she didn’t help her, she’d just drag things out. Of course, she’d be a constant source of worry!

“Alright, I’m tired,” Luo Qinghan abruptly interrupted Yan Shuangfei’s relentless chatter. True to form, Yan Shuangfei fell silent.

Luo Qinghan didn’t say no, so that was her silent agreement. Yan Shuangfei naturally understood it that way.

Already tired? Yan Shuangfei felt puzzled. Wasn’t it still early? Besides, they had just gotten up not long ago. How could Luo Qinghan want to sleep so soon? Yan Shuangfei herself was still full of energy.

Maybe she was just mentally exhausted. Worried about her so much, her heart must be tired, Yan Shuangfei pressed her cheek against Luo Qinghan’s warm, soft chest. She was always worried about her, always making her worry. For Yan Shuangfei to develop smoothly, to turn the knife against her own trusted Qinghan—whose hands bore the bl00d stains caused by her, yet she couldn’t give her anything back, not even a warm and stable home.

Guilt surged in her heart. But Yan Shuangfei could only stubbornly keep going. As long as she didn’t give up, sticking to this dark path, she had a chance at light at the end. She wanted to use her own wings to hold up the sky for both of them. And Luo Qinghan’s effort and determination were only to stand shoulder to shoulder with her, facing the storm together.