The Cold Goddess Always Wants to Turn Me Gay (GL) - Chapter 39: A Passionate Dance

The moment their lips met, a soft, electrifying sensation surged through Yu Xin Xin’s body, leaving her frozen. Seizing the opportunity, Wei Zhi skillfully parted her lips, her agile tongue slipping inside. The sweet taste blossomed on her tongue, and Wei Zhi closed her eyes in satisfaction, exploring the enclosed space slowly, entwining with Yu Xin Xin’s soft tongue, inviting her to a passionate dance.

Yu Xin Xin melted into Wei Zhi’s embrace, her body limp, the sensations between their lips and tongues overwhelming her mind and eroding her reason. Sensing her weakness, Wei Zhi wrapped an arm around her waist to steady her. Remembering the girl’s earlier words, she playfully sucked on Yu Xin Xin’s lower lip, nipping it lightly.

The pain between her lips gradually roused Yu Xin Xin’s hazy consciousness. Realizing their current state and location, it felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head, snapping her awake instantly. She pushed Wei Zhi away forcefully, glancing around nervously. Zhou Tong was still doing homework, and there were no suspicious gazes nearby. Finally, she let out a sigh of relief.

Wei Zhi licked her lips contentedly, gazing at the other’s moist, flushed lips as she teased, “Xin Xin seemed to be enjoying it just now. And you still say you don’t like me.”

Yu Xin Xin stared at that infuriatingly smug face. Who would have thought that the usually aloof and reserved “straight girl goddess” could be so frivolous behind the scenes? She gritted her teeth in frustration but could do nothing about it. Lowering her voice, she said, “You’re overthinking it. I’m straight. Straight.”

After speaking, she couldn’t bear to look at the other girl any longer, afraid she might lose control and push her straight out the window.

As she walked into the room, Zhou Tong didn’t even look up. “What were you two doing on the balcony? You’ve been all lovey-dovey for ages,” she remarked. Yu Xin Xin’s heart skipped a beat—damn it. She was still scrambling for an explanation when Zhou Tong added, “When you go out to eat, bring me something back, will you?”

Yu Xin Xin froze for a few seconds, then relaxed when she realized Zhou Tong hadn’t noticed anything unusual. It seemed she had overestimated her.

“Sure, we’ll go now. What do you want?” Wei Zhi’s cool voice came from behind, as if nothing had just happened. Feeling her chest still fluttering with unease, Yu Xin Xin shot her an annoyed glare. Unfair—how could she act so unaffected?

“Anything’s fine. Ugh—no time, I’ll be pulling an all-nighter tonight,” Zhou Tong grumbled, scratching her head irritably.

The school cafeteria food wasn’t great, so Wei Zhi and Yu Xin Xin headed to a restaurant outside the campus instead.

After dinner, Yu Xin Xin carried a small takeout bag with Zhou Tong’s meal. The evening campus air was refreshing, and the paths were dotted with students strolling in small groups, chatting and laughing.

Their footsteps were leisurely as they walked along the brick paths, passing one flower bed after another. The cooler weather had left the plants looking a bit wilted, lacking the vibrant energy of spring and summer.

As they walked slowly, Yu Xin Xin’s gaze eventually settled on Wei Zhi’s profile. She was half a step behind, giving her the perfect angle to take in the flawless contours of the other’s face. Under the warm yellow streetlights, Wei Zhi’s usually cool eyes seemed tinged with warmth, her delicate skin reflecting a soft glow. She looked ethereal, like a nocturnal spirit subtly enchanting lost travelers.

Wei Zhi caught the glance from the corner of her eye and allowed herself a faint smirk before continuing her unhurried pace.

After staring for a while, Yu Xin Xin lowered her eyes, focusing on her own footsteps as she followed Wei Zhi. In the darkness, her lips moved slightly. “When did you realize you liked girls?”

The ache in her heart spilled over, tugging at its softest parts. Wei Zhi’s breath hitched for a few seconds as she felt the pain in her chest. Forcing a light tone, she replied, “I only confirmed it in the last couple of years.” After a pause, she added, “But I’ve known for a long time that I cared more about girls than boys. It’s just that something happened back then, and I didn’t want to face it.”

Yu Xin Xin detected a hint of desolation in the latter half of Wei Zhi’s words, even though her tone was light and her expression gentle, as if she were speaking of trivial matters.

“What happened back then?” Yu Xin Xin asked. Her intuition told her she shouldn’t have voiced this question, but Wei Zhi looked so sorrowful. She thought if she knew what had occurred, perhaps she could offer some comfort.

A breeze swept by, carrying the faint chill of autumn. Wei Zhi stopped walking, her long legs standing straight, hands hanging at her sides. Her gaze was unfocused, as if lost in some moment from the past. Gradually, her hands at her sides clenched tightly, nails digging deep into her palms. Her beautiful lips pressed together, turning pale under the moonlight.

Reaching out, Yu Xin Xin grasped Wei Zhi’s clenched hand. The cold touch contrasted sharply with the warmth of her own palm—it had been warm just moments ago. Slowly, she pried open Wei Zhi’s stiff fingers, seeing the crescent-shaped marks left by her nails, some even drawing bl00d. Heart aching, she gently massaged the marks. “You don’t have to talk about it if it’s too painful.”

Wei Zhi’s eyes were dark, devoid of light, as if her soul had fled. Hearing Yu Xin Xin’s voice, she murmured, “Xin Xin, you don’t have to like me, but please don’t hate me, okay?”

Her voice was so faint it seemed it might vanish at any moment. Yu Xin Xin was startled—Wei Zhi appeared to have turned into an empty shell in an instant. Trembling, she replied, “No, how could I ever hate you?”

Hearing her answer, Wei Zhi’s expression softened, though the sorrow in her eyes remained. She studied Yu Xin Xin’s face, as if searching for something, and said, “About my past… I’ll tell you someday. Just not now.”

“Okay, you can tell me whenever you’re ready,” Yu Xin Xin said.

“Remember, you can’t hate me…” Don’t despise her, not like that person did. She truly couldn’t bear it again.

Gently kneading Wei Zhi’s soft palm, Yu Xin Xin lowered her head, blinking back tears. “Then promise me you won’t hurt yourself like this again. Otherwise, I’ll—”

Before she could finish, Wei Zhi stopped her, pressing a hand over her lips—the same hand that had just been in hers moments ago.

“Don’t say those words,” Wei Zhi insisted, her voice firm yet stubborn.

“Mmph… mmph… okay, let go,” Yu Xin Xin mumbled, baffled by the sudden gesture. She found it somewhat amusing, somewhat exasperating, but mostly heartbreaking. Had Wei Zhi been rejected by someone important because of her sexual orientation?

“Let’s go back,” Wei Zhi said.

“Mm.” Yu Xin Xin took her hand.

The walk back was silent. Wei Zhi remained deep in thought, brows furrowed. Yu Xin Xin wondered if Wei Zhi had been hurt because of her orientation—and by someone who mattered deeply to her. Who could it be? Suddenly, Gu Mingxi came to mind—the woman who had always struck her as dangerous. Could she be the one Wei Zhi cared about? Yet, judging by how Gu Mingxi addressed Wei Zhi, their relationship seemed close. There was no denying Gu Mingxi’s striking beauty. In terms of looks alone, the two of them would make a perfect match.

Her heart inexplicably grew restless. Staring at their intertwined hands, she petulantly pinched the soft flesh of the other’s hand with some force.

Wei Zhi: ???