The Cold Goddess Always Wants to Turn Me Gay (GL) - Chapter 36: The Jealous One is Quite Scheming

The next morning, after breakfast, Wei Zhi and Yu Xin Xin packed their luggage and headed straight for the airport. Watching the city shrink beneath them through the window, Yu Xin Xin felt a mix of emotions. In just seven days, it felt like an eternity had passed. Qin Rui’s face surfaced in her mind—perhaps because they’d grown up together, she still sincerely hoped he would find his own path.

As for Wei Zhi… She turned to look at the person beside her and sighed, her eyes filled with deep resignation. What would become of them in the end?

Noticing Yu Xin Xin’s gaze, Wei Zhi tilted her head, lips curving into a smirk as she winked with her right eye—an unbearably flirtatious gesture.

Yu Xin Xin: …This is blatant seduction.

She rolled her eyes internally. Ever since last night, this woman had been shamelessly flaunting her charms, whether intentionally or not.

Wei Zhi watched the little rabbit ignore her, her smile deepening.

A while later, Yu Xin Xin felt discomfort in her ears and rubbed them, but it didn’t help.

Wei Zhi took in Yu Xinxin’s every move. As the plane ascended, the change in air pressure caused discomfort in the ears. She took out a bottle of water from her bag, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to Yu Xinxin, who accepted it with a puzzled expression. Wei Zhi smiled and said, “Are your ears uncomfortable? It’s because of the air pressure. Drinking some water will help.”

Yu Xinxin took a sip, and the discomfort in her ears seemed to ease a bit. As a romantic partner, Wei Zhi was truly exceptional—gentle, considerate, understanding, and incredibly doting, not to mention beautiful and wealthy. She was indeed the ideal choice for a relationship, far surpassing someone like Qin Rui. The only problem was… she was a woman.

Noticing the shift in Yu Xinxin’s expression, Wei Zhi raised an eyebrow. The way Yu Xinxin had just looked at her was soft and tender, but then it turned into something helpless, like a troubled little bunny—adorable, really. Unable to resist, Wei Zhi teased, “Why are you looking at me like that? Did you suddenly realize how amazing your girlfriend is?”

Caught off guard, Yu Xinxin was momentarily speechless. Seeing Wei Zhi’s smug expression, she felt a flicker of annoyance.

She must have been out of her mind to think those things earlier.

Wei Zhi’s gaze was so affectionate it was almost tangible, but she didn’t push further. She understood the principle of moderation.

At 1:30 p.m., the two disembarked. Their pre-booked car was already waiting at the exit, and they returned to campus without a hitch. After seven days away, stepping back onto familiar grounds felt surreal, as if everything had changed.

Back in the dorm, after a quick tidy-up, Yu Xinxin grabbed her phone and sent a message in the group chat: “Wei Zhi and I are back. When are you guys returning?”

A moment later…

Zhou Tong: “Ahhhh~~ You’re back already?!”

Zhou Tong: “Wait for me! I’m heading back to campus right now!”

Yu Xinxin: “…”

Yu Xinxin: “No need to rush…”

Zhou Tong: “Sweetie, I missed you so much! Mwah~”

Yu Xinxin cringed at the screen. That was just Zhou Tong—bubbly, outgoing, and overly affectionate with everyone, which was why she was so well-liked.

Their dorm had four people. Han Yin usually spent entire days in the music room, rarely seen except at night, so the other three naturally spent more time together. At first, because of Wei Zhi’s reserved personality, Zhou Tong had gravitated more toward Yu Xinxin, often spouting cheesy lines. Over time, though, she’d grown bolder, even daring to provoke Wei Zhi on occasion—like calling her “Little Zhizhi.”

Wei Zhi glanced at Yu Xinxin, picked up her own phone, and opened the chat.

Wei Zhi: Dark face emoji

Zhou Tong: “Miss you too!!! Little Zhizhi~”

Unaware of the danger, Zhou Tong continued gleefully stepping on landmines.

Zhou Tong: Heart emoji

…

Yu Xinxin had a bad feeling. She peeked at Wei Zhi—cool, distant, expressionless. Well… that seemed normal. Probably.

“Hey, do you want to grab something to eat?” Yu Xin Xin asked softly. She had only eaten a little on the plane and was still hungry.

“Sure.” Wei Zhi stood up, took two steps forward, and stopped right in front of Yu Xin Xin, looking down at her from above.

Yu Xin Xin’s heart tightened—she had a bad feeling about this.

Noticing the tension in the girl before her, Wei Zhi raised an eyebrow and leaned down.

Yu Xin Xin’s pupils shrank slightly, panic flashing across her face. She hadn’t forgotten how Wei Zhi had once kissed her forcefully out of jealousy.

As the distance between them narrowed, those vivid red lips came dangerously close. Yu Xin Xin panicked, covering the lower half of her face with her hands and glaring at Wei Zhi indignantly.

Wei Zhi froze for a moment, then couldn’t help but laugh. She reached out to brush off a speck of dirt that had somehow landed on Yu Xin Xin’s head, then gently smoothed her hair. “What are you doing? I’m not some pervert—well, not some perverted woman, at least.”

…No, you are.

Yu Xin Xin blinked, her cheeks flushing slightly. She feigned calmness. “What are you talking about? My face just itched a little.” She rubbed her face casually—if she didn’t feel awkward, then the awkwardness belonged to someone else.

Wei Zhi didn’t say anything, but the amusement in her eyes was unmistakable. “Let’s go eat.”

Yu Xin Xin sighed in relief, picked up her phone, and headed for the door. Wei Zhi didn’t follow immediately, instead remarking in a casual tone, “You should still stay away from Zhou Tong in the future. Otherwise, next time, I might really get angry.”

Yu Xin Xin stumbled, nearly losing her balance. Wei Zhi swiftly caught her from behind, her expression unreadable.

Yu Xin Xin gritted her teeth—so this woman really had been planning a repeat performance.

They went to a restaurant near the school gate. On their way back, they passed a small grassy area where many couples were affectionately enjoying each other’s company—most students had already returned to campus.

The weather was pleasant, the sunlight warm and gentle. It reminded Yu Xin Xin of their time at the beach, where the weather had been just as nice. They had walked along the golden sand, leaving footprints that were soon washed away by the waves. Wei Zhi had walked beside her, her fair feet soaking in the seawater, holding her hand and smiling softly at her.

Now, strolling side by side on campus, time seemed to slow, wrapping them in a tender, lingering moment.

Wei Zhi quietly took her hand. Yu Xin Xin, lost in thought, didn’t seem to notice the gesture. A smug smile flickered in Wei Zhi’s eyes, but it didn’t last long—she frowned slightly, annoyed that Yu Xin Xin hadn’t reacted at all.

The dormitory door was slightly ajar—Zhou Tong must have returned.

As soon as Yu Xin Xin pushed the door open, a blur of motion rushed at her. Zhou Tong’s laughter rang out like silver bells. “Ah, Xin Xin, my darling! I missed you so much!”

Wei Zhi’s eye twitched—You’re about to be missed—permanently.

She reached out, peeled Zhou Tong off Yu Xin Xin, and fixed her with a glare that practically screamed, “I’d love to throw you out right now.”

Yu Xin Xin immediately grabbed Wei Zhi’s arm and squeezed her palm, silently pleading—Don’t start a fight, you jealous mess.

Zhou Tong belatedly noticed Wei Zhi’s gaze and said carelessly, “Why are you looking at me so passionately? It’s kind of embarrassing.”

Yu Xin Xin facepalmed—some teammates were just hopeless.

Wei Zhi said calmly, “By the way, have you finished Teacher Li’s essay?”

Zhou Tong: “Finished it ages ago.”

“Teacher Li said we need to write two art appreciation essays on Renaissance paintings.”

“What? I didn’t know that!” Zhou Tong exclaimed in shock. “I only wrote one! I’m done for, done for!” Without another word, she stopped fooling around with Yu Xin Xin, opened her laptop, and started researching.

No wonder Zhou Tong reacted so strongly. Freshmen usually focused on painting practice and theoretical studies. Teacher Li’s class covered Chinese and foreign art history. He was meticulous and passionate about art, naturally holding high standards for his students. He believed that to create good artwork, one must first enrich their spirit. So before the break, he assigned an essay requiring each student to write an appreciation piece on one Renaissance artwork.

Clearly, Wei Zhi was retaliating against Zhou Tong for her overly “passionate” behavior earlier, combined with previous group chat incidents—settling old and new scores together.

Yu Xin Xin couldn’t bear it and wanted to warn Zhou Tong, but Wei Zhi stopped her.

“Why did you lie to her?” Yu Xin Xin whispered.

“It’s just one essay,” Wei Zhi said coolly, the temperature around them dropping several degrees.

Cowed by the intimidating atmosphere, Yu Xin Xin fell silent, mourning for Zhou Tong in her heart.