The Little Bookworm Marked Her Ex-aunt - Chapter 19: Did You Just Run Into Another Omega?

Chapter 19: Did You Just Run Into Another Omega?

In Shu Yue’s plan to get over her breakup, she didn’t write down that she would suddenly run into Meng Zhiyu in the bathroom of some restaurant.

Her brain didn’t react yet, but her mouth already gave an instinctive answer.

“I made plans to meet a friend,” she said.

This answer clearly didn’t satisfy Meng Zhiyu. The girl’s brows furrowed tighter, and confusion filled her bright peach-blossom eyes.

“Who could you be meeting here?” Meng Zhiyu asked. “How did I not know you had friends like that? Chen Mi, Chu Yufei? Neither of them would come here.”

Shu Yue didn’t speak.

She lowered her head and turned on the faucet, slowly washing the foam off her hands.

Meng Zhiyu was very annoyed that Shu Yue ignored her like this.

She stepped forward and grabbed Shu Yue’s shoulder. “Shu Yue! I’m talking to you!”

Shu Yue instinctively pulled her shoulder back, resisting her touch.

Seeing this, anger flared even faster in Meng Zhiyu’s eyes.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Meng Zhiyu laughed in frustration. “Are you playing mute with me now?”

Shu Yue bit her lip, looked up, and met Meng Zhiyu’s gaze directly. “Do I need to remind you, Meng Zhiyu? We broke up.”

Meng Zhiyu froze.

Shu Yue kept looking at her, her eyes clear. “So, Meng Zhiyu, why I’m here, who I’m with—it’s none of your business.”

Shu Yue never imagined she’d say something like this to Meng Zhiyu in her entire life.

But in that moment, it was like a locked gate suddenly opened. A hedgehog crawled out of her heart, standing between her and Meng Zhiyu, turning into one spiky ball after another.

She shook the water off her hands, turned to grab a paper towel. Meng Zhiyu snatched the paper and threw it on the floor, pushing Shu Yue’s shoulder hard and saying angrily, “Shu Yue, who gave you the right to talk to me like that?”

Shu Yue stumbled back a step from the push. She looked at Meng Zhiyu, a bit angry. “What’s wrong? Did I say something incorrect?”

Meng Zhiyu opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but not a single word came out. She huffed in anger, turned, and stormed toward the door, slamming it so hard it shook.

Shu Yue stood there, taking several deep breaths before bending down to pick up the paper towel Meng Zhiyu had thrown on the floor and putting it in the trash can.

As she left the bathroom, she saw a few guests standing behind the wall. When they saw her come out, their expressions looked a bit awkward.

Shu Yue felt awkward too.

She forced herself to act like nothing happened, walked past them, and returned to the private room where Ji Shiyi was.

As soon as she sat down, Shiyi, who had been quietly lying on Ji Shiyi’s body, stirred.

The cat leaped up and jumped onto Shu Yue’s lap. Its head lifted, scanning her body like a scanner, its nose sniffing rapidly. When it reached her shoulder, it suddenly let out a wild meow, stretched out its claws, and frantically scratched at the spot.

Shu Yue thought something was on her clothes and quickly took them off. But Shiyi, seeing her remove the jacket, immediately grabbed it with its mouth, dragging the coat with its small body to the corner of the room.

After struggling to stuff the clothes behind a pot of dragon-scale spring rain plant, Shiyi finally came out.

Shu Yue was confused. “Miss Ji, what’s this about?”

Ji Shiyi leaned over, sniffed, then quickly pulled back and asked, “Did you just run into an omega?” The scent seemed familiar.

Shu Yue paused.

Ji Shiyi explained, “Shiyi, this cat, has a bad temper. It doesn’t like people around it carrying the scent of other omegas. I’m really sorry, Miss Shu. I apologize on its behalf.”

Shu Yue shook her head and quickly said, “It’s nothing. I just wasn’t paying attention.”

“What happened?” Ji Shiyi asked.

Shu Yue wasn’t usually the type to share her personal matters with others. But for some reason, she suddenly felt an urge to talk to Ji Shiyi. Her mind was too chaotic, too aggrieved. She really wanted to hear someone else’s opinion, someone completely neutral, not like Chen Mi or Chu Yufei, who would always take her side.

“Miss Ji, you know I broke up recently, right?” Shu Yue said hesitantly.

Ji Shiyi nodded. “Hmm, Shiyi told me.”

Shu Yue glanced in surprise at the cat, still angrily clawing at her clothes, then turned back, a bit uneasy, and said to Ji Shiyi, “I just ran into her—my ex-girlfriend.”

“And then?” Ji Shiyi asked.

Shu Yue lowered her head, her fingertips fidgeting with the wooden chopsticks on the ceramic holder. “We had a fight.”

She paused. “To be precise, it was the first time I got mad and fought with her.”

Ji Shiyi tilted her head, her cool eyes looking at her intently.

Shu Yue felt a bit uncomfortable under her gaze. “Miss Ji?”

Ji Shiyi said, “Sorry, I was just imagining what you look like when you’re angry.”

Shu Yue’s heavy mood lightened a bit, and she almost laughed. After thinking, she said, “Honestly, I can’t quite imagine it myself.”

“Right?” Ji Shiyi’s lips curved slightly. “You don’t seem like someone who’s good at getting angry.”

This was the first time Shu Yue heard this comment.

In the past, she usually heard things like, “You don’t seem like the type to get mad at people.”

The word “not good at” felt a bit novel to Shu Yue.

“Why do you say that?” Shu Yue was curious.

Ji Shiyi picked up her teacup, looked down at the faint green inside, took a sip, set the cup down, and said casually, “If you were good at getting angry, when you came to see me today, you would’ve thrown a bank card in my face and cursed me out with something like, ‘Don’t think you’re a big deal just because you have some stinking money’ or ‘Stop looking down on people,’ something like that.”

Shu Yue laughed, her eyes curving behind her glasses. “Miss Ji, that kind of anger—I don’t think I could ever be good at it in my lifetime.”

“Really? So what do you do when you’re angry?” Ji Shiyi leaned back in her chair, turning her head to look at her.

Shu Yue thought about it. “I like to be alone for a while, then find a random place to sit and watch birds. Watching them makes me less angry.”

“Are birds that magical?”

“Of course!”

When it came to something she loved, Shu Yue’s enthusiasm sparked.

This was the first time Ji Shiyi saw such vibrant energy on her face since they met.

“Don’t you think it’s amazing, Miss Ji? You can hear birds singing all the time, but you can’t always find them or recognize them. They’re so close to our lives, yet so many people know nothing about them. Discovering them is like discovering another world.”

“For example, right now, do you hear it? There’s a bird outside the window, and it sounds like it’s saying ‘sea cucumber fried noodles’! The bird that makes that sound is called a white-headed bulbul. They’re common in cities and aren’t afraid of people. They—”

After going on excitedly, Shu Yue’s voice suddenly stopped.

Every time she got carried away talking about birds, Meng Zhiyu would interrupt her, telling her, “Shu Yue, this stuff is boring. No one wants to hear it.” Today, she got carried away again and said so much to Ji Shiyi.

She pushed her glasses up, embarrassed, lowered her head, her fingers twisting together, and said sheepishly, “Sorry, Miss Ji, for making you listen to all this boring stuff.”

Ji Shiyi didn’t respond, and Shu Yue felt inexplicably nervous.

After a moment, she heard the woman ask, “The bird you mentioned—is it the one standing on the branch?”

Shu Yue looked up in surprise, following the woman’s finger toward the window.

A small bird with what looked like a white wig on its head stood proudly on a branch, passionately calling out.

Sea cucumber fried noodles~

Sea cucumber fried noodles~

“That’s the one,” Shu Yue answered.

Ji Shiyi said, “If I’d known I’d meet it, I should’ve ordered a plate of sea cucumber fried noodles. By the way, you didn’t finish. You said ‘they’—what about them?”

Shu Yue paused.

Ji Shiyi looked at her dazed expression and smiled. “What? Don’t want to show me the world you see?”

“I do!” Shu Yue almost stood up. Her hips lifted slightly, then sank back into the seat. She blinked quickly, happily saying, “Miss Ji, I’m very willing to.”