The Senior Student (female) Is Not Human - Chapter 50

Chapter 50: Believe (For the 20,000 Nutrient Solution Bonus)

This dating game…

The sweet springs often choose to hide in deep mountains and valleys.

The seemingly insignificant source can breed unimaginably vast rivers.

Half an hour later.

Xie Shiwei was sitting in the same area as her roommates, working on one of their final course assignments. But in her mind, she couldn’t forget everything that happened in the restroom.

The thin, silver threads reflected in the mirror fell through her fingers—

Stretching infinitely.

One drop after another, they fell onto the black tile floor.

“I wasn’t… wasn’t lying, right?”

Xie Shiwei’s throat bobbed. She suppressed the intense heat that made her ears feel like steaming kettles and insisted on asking the question.

The hem of the skirt, which she had been clenching between her teeth, suddenly dropped as she spoke.

A low chuckle fell near her ear.

A cool kiss pecked her auricle: “Such a good girl. It turns out I misunderstood you. So, what reward do you want?”

Her whole body was hot, but the kiss on her ear was like a feather, tickling her more intensely.

On the black floor, the transparent puddle spread faster.

Jiang Xi-yao moved her toe slightly and felt the continuous coolness flow down her ankle to the top of her foot. However, before the drops rolled to the side of her leather shoes, her snowy skin silently absorbed them.

Not a single drop was lost.

Truly a Cream Puff.

She licked her lower lip, casually thinking of it as an indulgent treat—it was both sweet and savory lava filling.

Jiang Xi-yao looked into those misty eyes in the mirror again:

“But, I don’t think I allowed you to let go. The skirt dropped. Shouldn’t that be a punishment?”

“Do you want to choose a reward or a punishment—or perhaps, you actually want both?”

Xie Shiwei swallowed hard several times, her voice hoarse, staring intently into those dark eyes:

“…Both.”

She didn’t know if she had simply liberated her nature after falling in love, or if her girlfriend’s eyes held some kind of magic, always tempting her to expose those ugly, terrible desires.

Jiang Xi-yao raised an eyebrow, but then she slowly and deliberately set her back down on the floor.

The anticipation swelling in Xie Shiwei’s heart instantly deflated, and she couldn’t help but be stunned.

Jiang Xi-yao smiled and gently patted her cheek:

“Weren’t you confidently shouting about coming to school to study at home? What are you thinking about now, Xie Shiwei? No final exams? No scholarship?”

She didn’t want to satisfy Xie Shiwei immediately.

She wanted this person to be utterly obsessed with her, constantly thinking of her, craving her so much that they felt frantic—ideally, to the extent that they couldn’t live normally without her.

The monster didn’t understand love, but the monster understood human desire: the unobtainable is the best.

Xie Shiwei’s face, as expected, flushed red at the criticism.

She fiercely reflected on her lust-driven, reckless behavior.

After a good while, she reached out to tug at her girlfriend’s skirt hem: “Then, can I tell them about our relationship? I don’t want them to treat you like that anymore—at least, not in front of me.”

There was always pure innocence in those clear eyes.

Precisely because of this, Jiang Xi-yao felt uncomfortable.

Since her birth, she had chosen her accompanying food: Only malice is eternal in humans. Malice requires no reason, no adherence, and some malice can easily convert from goodness.

The best friendships cannot escape jealousy and comparison; the best love cannot withstand the temptation of time and novelty; the best family affection cannot resist that one moment of utter disillusionment after decades of selfless devotion.

Because humans always love themselves.

If she had chosen to accompany the precious goodwill that Xie Shiwei generated at the very beginning, she would have been killed a thousand times over by the endless malice in the human world on her first day of existence. Jiang Xi-yao simply could not have survived until today.

—Feeding on goodwill is a road to self-destruction.

She still didn’t regret choosing this path that granted her eternal life. In fact, she thrived in this mode of survival.

But she suddenly didn’t know how to keep this dating game going if Xie Shiwei insisted on living her life like this.

Because the malice Xie Shiwei was trying to isolate was the very source that allowed her to attract the girl with this appearance!

Unable to find an answer, Jiang Xi-yao instinctively denied the request: “No.”

She pressed the back of the girl’s neck, pulling her back into a hug. The mirror reflected the unconcealed possessiveness in her eyes:

“Do you want all those people who are jealous of me to come and steal my girlfriend?”

“You saw it yourself. I only possess this perfect face, perfect body, and kind disposition, and your roommate is already going mad with jealousy. If I let them know I also have such a cute girlfriend—”

“They’ll be so jealous they’ll kill me. They might even kill you too and bury one of us in the South Pole and one in the North Pole so we can never see each other for all eternity.”

Xie Shiwei shivered, frightened by her terrifying words.

Though she wanted to argue, Xie Shiwei vaguely felt that her words were true.

People who live unhappy lives will inexplicably become jealous of those who are overly conspicuous in their happiness. Even without a personal grudge, terrible violence can erupt between them.

Xie Shiwei hugged her girlfriend’s waist, affectionately rubbing her cheek against her neck: “Okay then. We’ll both keep a low profile and be quietly happy, okay?”

At that moment, she heard Jiang Xi-yao assent.

And now—

“What piece of trash is this that you dare use to flatter me? Is this garbage fit for human consumption? Get out!”

“I wish I had your confidence. You waltz in with a pig face and ask me to paint your portrait? How much money in your bank account will cover the emotional damage you’ve caused me? If Leonardo da Vinci saw your face, he wouldn’t just quit the art world; he’d want to pick up a surgical knife and recut this remnant that Nüwa rejected, understand?”

The girl sitting on the other side of the library was wantonly trampling on the dignity of those who tried to curry favor with her.

Xie Shiwei was simultaneously amused by her endless array of insults and compelled to pull her away.

It wasn’t out of possessiveness.

That such a beautiful person could be Xie Shiwei’s girlfriend was her good fortune. She didn’t want to monopolize this beauty; her girlfriend deserved the admiration of the whole world because Jiang Xi-yao was so exceptional.

But.

Why did she feel that Jiang Xi-yao was deliberately provoking these people, and even enjoying the process?

If even one of these people were to lose control, it would bring danger to Jiang Xi-yao’s life.

Xie Shiwei used getting water as an excuse to avoid her roommates and sent a message to Jiang Xi-yao, reminding her to be careful.

“It’s no use for you to stop her like that—”

A faint male voice sounded nearby.

Xie Shiwei was startled, relieved that she wasn’t carrying boiling water at that moment.

She turned around and saw a figure leaning on a cane, with a white cloth covering his eyes. The fabric of his suit was stained with dust and wrinkles.

She tilted her head, and when she remembered who this person was, she took a large step back!

Zhou Ji-ming! The senior she used to tutor! And one of the high-level personnel at the Zhou family’s black-hearted hospital!

She reached for her phone, ready to press the emergency call button.

Zhou Ji-ming, a blind man, precisely anticipated her movement: “Don’t be nervous. I am not here to harm you. In fact, I have a favor to ask.”

Various villain tropes associated with this line of dialogue flashed through Xie Shiwei’s mind.

Ask for what?

Ask her to cooperate by being kidnapped as a hostage? Ask her to offer her bl00d, her face, her kidney, all her organs? Or ask her to immediately pass out and cooperate in being trafficked?

Xie Shiwei raised her guard to the highest level against him.

Zhou Ji-ming suddenly spoke: “Jiang Xi-yao really likes you, but you don’t seem to understand her very well.”

He raised his finger toward his eyes: “Since I put this on, losing those useless eyes but being able to see more, this is the first time it has had a consciousness and guided me to you.”

“Perhaps it’s not just it, but every shard of her scattered across this world, all began to feel this extremely powerful summons from a certain day in the past. But it’s not a desire for the main body, but a desire for you.”

He asked: “Do you know what that means?”

Xie Shiwei: Here we go, the “Riddler” archetype that usually accompanies the villain role has appeared.

She didn’t understand a single one of Zhou Ji-ming’s riddles, but she picked out the main point from his boast.

He thought he understood her girlfriend better than she did.

In other words—

Is this a love rival? Coming to steal her away?

Xie Shiwei suddenly felt a familiar hostility towards him. It was as if she had hated him like this in the past.

“What exactly do you want to say? Senior, the most basic sincerity when asking for a favor is to state the point of your request, right?”

Zhou Ji-ming was silent for a moment, listening for something. When he spoke again, his speed increased.

“I inherited the mantle of a predecessor and have studied Jiang Xi-yao for many years. I have never seen her fall in love with any human being.”

“You are the most special person to her. I think you have the right to know her true nature.”

“Once you know what characteristics she possesses, you will know what I need to ask of you. And, you should seriously consider whether you want to continue to stay by her side.”

The moment his words fell.

A soft laugh came from the end of the corridor.

“I’ve been too busy to look for you lately. I didn’t expect you to be so sensible as to deliver yourself to me for entertainment.”

An enchanting figure appeared at the end of the hallway. The distinct sound of high heels went da-da-da, stepping closer.

Jiang Xi-yao’s red lips curved slightly, her dark green skirt swaying:

“Zhou Ji-ming. For daring to do those things to me, I will make you writhe on the ground like a worm, begging for death but unable to find it.”

She raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

Zhou Ji-ming quickly retreated two steps, raising his hand to pull off the white cloth over his eyes—

But before he could move, the white cloth flew up. Its flowing ends straightened into what looked like two deformed, rigid steel needles, soaring up and stabbing into the empty sockets of his eyes!

“Aaaahhh!”

As the screams echoed through the corridor, Xie Shiwei’s eyes were suddenly covered from behind.

“Alright, don’t look at such things. They’re disgusting.”

The girl’s heart was pounding. She nodded unconsciously, hearing many students who were studying being drawn out by the screaming.

Jiang Xi-yao covered her eyes and led her far away from the area of the screams.

“Who was that? Zhou Ji-ming? Wow, what’s that shattered thing all over the floor? Thermos glass? Wow, it seems the news about his family going bankrupt is true. How unlucky is he to have his thermos bottle explode just getting hot water? So scary.”

“Didn’t they say before that his family’s hospital liked to trick people into getting plastic surgery so new doctors could practice? Well, now he can put himself on the operating table.”

“Hehe, serves him right. He used to bully people because he was rich and monopolized Jiang Xi-yao. Idiots who overestimate themselves deserve this fate. Every person who tries to monopolize Jiang Xi-yao ends up like this.”

The whispered discussions still poured into Xie Shiwei’s ears.

She even heard Zhou Ji-ming’s gasping, intermittent calls for her from a distance:

“Xie, Xie Shiwei… remember my words… I will wait, for you—”

“Tsk.”

Then, the cool body pressed against Xie Shiwei’s back issued an unhappy sound.

Zhou Ji-ming let out an even more painful scream!

At the same time, Xie Shiwei was turned around. Her head was pressed into that fragrant embrace again, and two cool palms covered her ears. After a long time, the palms released her:

“Poor thing, my girlfriend. To be targeted by such a terrorist. You must be so scared, right? Thankfully, heaven has eyes and made him receive his retribution on the spot.”

“Are you afraid? Do you want me to comfort you?”

Xie Shiwei’s heart was pounding wildly, startled by Zhou Ji-ming’s screams.

But because she hadn’t seen any bl00d or the specific details of his agony, she was only a bit weak in the legs and showed no signs of fainting.

She just shook her head, actively reaching out to wrap her arms around Jiang Xi-yao’s waist: “Just now, he…”

“He seemed to have been injured by some inferior product on his body exploding. It truly serves him right. A fellow who casually uses others for experiments and makes a fortune by trampling on other people’s lives should suffer a backlash, don’t you think?”

Jiang Xi-yao decisively interrupted her, framing the incident.

Xie Shiwei thought of the news reports and nodded earnestly.

Jiang Xi-yao softened her voice: “So, no matter what kind of person like that tells you, you shouldn’t believe it, okay?”

Xie Shiwei smiled.

She shook her head, looking up from Jiang Xi-yao’s embrace, gazing intently into her eyes:

“I will only believe what you say.”

“No matter what you say, I will believe it.”

A thought suddenly popped into Jiang Xi-yao’s mind:

Lies? If it were a lie, would Xie Shiwei still believe it without hesitation?

But quickly, the thought was discarded.

Even if it was a lie, all she had to do was deceive Xie Shiwei for a lifetime. After all, a human lifespan is only a few short decades. With a little effort, she could trick her through it.

If you deceive someone for an entire lifetime, how can that be called a lie? It’s the truth.

That’s right.

Jiang Xi-yao suddenly wanted to play this dating game with Xie Shiwei for a lifetime, right up until the end of Xie Shiwei’s life.