BSG - Chapter 8
Chapter 8
Arriving home, Yun Youqing tossed her bag onto the sofa. Then, she herself flopped down onto the sofa, too. A moment later, she turned her head, revealing her face, and hugged the throw pillow under her head. Her mind involuntarily replayed the scene outside the hot pot restaurant.
Shen Wenxin had pulled her aside. Shen Wenxin had fixed her scarf. Shen Wenxin had even complimented her on looking good in red...
Yun Youqing frowned slightly, burying her entire face into the pillow, pounding the sofa twice with a mix of shyness and unwillingness. Why... why does Shen Wenxin have to be a straight girl!!!
A little unwilling. A little resentful. She wanted to vent to someone. She abruptly sat up, pulled her phone from her bag, and aggressively opened Shen Wenxin's WeChat. Then, she typed: [Did you get home yet?] Full of concern, all momentum gone. Dejectedly, she thought: After all, Shen Wenxin didn't actually do anything wrong...
After waiting a bit, a concise reply came from Shen Wenxin's end: [Mm.]
Yun Youqing also replied concisely: [ok.]
Shen Wenxin sent another message: [Something the matter?]
[Yun Youqing]: Nah, just checking on your safety.
[Shen Wenxin]: Okay.
Okay. Such a simple, uninteresting reply. Yun Youqing pursed her lips, raising her phone as she slumped back onto the sofa. She wanted Shen Wenxin to send more. She wanted Shen Wenxin to talk with her more. But she had no standing to ask, and she shouldn't. Someone who needed to let go of Shen Wenxin shouldn't crave so much. After all, no matter what, Shen Wenxin wouldn't reciprocate her feelings anyway.
After a moment of internal struggle, Yun Youqing finally put down her phone. Forget it. Shen Wenxin said she had matters to attend to. She probably doesn't have time to chat with me right now. Better not to ask for trouble.
Ding. A new message.
Yun Youqing picked up her phone and unlocked it.
[Shen Wenxin]: And you?
Yun Youqing paused, not quite comprehending.
[Yun Youqing]: And me, what?
[Shen Wenxin]: Did you get home safe?
Yun Youqing suddenly understood. [Oh, oh. Got home ages ago. I'm now very safely sprawled on the sofa, texting you.] As she typed, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved upward.
Shen Wenxin replied again: [Why so silly.]
Yun Youqing typed with a smile: [Not at all. Quite clever, actually.]
Shen Wenxin sent her a sticker of a little squirrel sipping tea—one Yun Youqing had sent before. And then, nothing more. Shen Wenxin was busy.
Yun Youqing set her phone down, satisfied. She knew Shen Wenxin's concern was out of politeness, a matter of reciprocity. But just chatting with Shen Wenxin made her heart easily happy. A bit spineless. But Shen Wenxin wasn't entirely blameless! It was all Shen Wenxin's fault for being too wonderful, for making chatting with her so comfortable!
No, wait. This is bad. This will severely hinder my plan to give up liking her!
Yun Youqing snapped back to awareness, finally remembering she still had a plan to abandon her feelings for Shen Wenxin. She patted her face. "Wake up. Calm down. Shen Wenxin only sees you as a friend. You should only see her as a friend, too. Don't overthink it, don't overthink it..."
After calming herself briefly, Yun Youqing suddenly sat up.
No. Completely unable to calm down. The moment she quieted, she remembered Shen Wenxin fixing her scarf, fixing her collar. She remembered Shen Wenxin's brows and eyes, her lips, so tantalizingly close... This was really going to be the death of her.
She picked up her phone again and messaged Tao Fangran:
[Busy? Do you know any single lesbians? Hook a sister up.]
Tao Fangran, who happened to be resting: [Do I look like someone who has time to get to know single lesbians?]
[Yun Youqing]: I'm sorry.
[Yun Youqing]: You've worked hard.
[Yun Youqing]: 【Bowing squirrel. jpg】
[Tao Fangran]: What's up? Do you have a friend wanting to be single?
[Yun Youqing]: It's me, myself.
[Tao Fangran]: ?
[Yun Youqing]: Urgently needing a new flame to help me let go of Shen Wenxin.
[Yun Youqing]: Otherwise, if this keeps up, I'm really afraid I'll fall in love with her.
Tao Fangran laughed. [Are you nesting dolls? Before, you wanted to use her to forget your senior. Now, you need someone else to let go of her. Unbelievable.]
Yun Youqing: "..." Yes. Unbelievable. The universe really loves to toy with her.
[Tao Fangran]: I don't have anyone on my end. Ah, right. Why don't you try asking someone?
[Yun Youqing]: Who?
[Tao Fangran]: Shen Wenxin.
[Yun Youqing]: ?
Are we playing a closed loop here?
[Tao Fangran]: The Lesbian Grandmaster by her side.
[Yun Youqing]: ...
[Yun Youqing]: Finish your sentences in one go!!!
[Tao Fangran]: Hahahahaha!
Yun Youqing and Shen Wenxin went to see a movie. Before leaving home, she instinctively reached for the red scarf Shen Wenxin had complimented. She paused, then put it back, choosing a black-and-white checkered scarf instead. She couldn't just wear whatever Shen Wenxin said looked good. Otherwise, how could she ever let go of her? Have some backbone. Yun Youqing, you must have some backbone!
They met up inside the mall. There was still time before the movie started, no need to rush to the theater.
Shen Wenxin wore a pine-green coat today, layered over a black dress. Her complexion was as fair as porcelain, her short hair styled with an elegant air. She stood out extraordinarily in the crowd. Yun Youqing's eyes lit up again and again.
So beautiful. How could someone be this beautiful? How could someone be this beautiful and yet be straight, sob sob.
Then her forehead was poked, a fragrant breeze drifting to her nose. Shen Wenxin withdrew her hand. "What are you looking at?"
Yun Youqing beamed. "Looking at a pretty older sister."
She was attractive, and her smile was even sweeter. Today, she wore an orange coat and a checkered scarf, creating a lively and warm image, like a cheerful deer in the woods, or the warm sun in the sky. It made people always want to pinch her cheeks and poke her dimples. Shen Wenxin resisted the urge.
But then she saw Yun Youqing suddenly cross her arms, putting on a disdainful look. "It's just that the pretty older sister isn't very polite," Yun Youqing stated.
"?" Shen Wenxin was amused. She also crossed her arms, adopting a "do tell" posture. "May I ask what's impolite, exactly?"
Yun Youqing said, "The person is very beautiful, but doesn't like me." She shook her head. "Too impolite."
Shen Wenxin: "?" What bandit logic. "I can be even more impolite."
Yun Youqing looked up, puzzled. Then her face was pinched. The sudden coldness of the fingertips made her flinch.
"?!"
Shen Wenxin couldn't resist anymore. Smiling, she pinched Yun Youqing's face, not too hard, not too gently. "Now this is impolite." The touch under her palm was incredibly soft and tender. Yun Youqing's skin was smooth and clear, like a freshly peeled egg. Coupled with Yun Youqing's astonished expression, it was even more amusing—truly like a cute little squirrel. Shen Wenxin couldn't help but squeeze again.
"Ah!" Yun Youqing cried out in pain, lowering her head. Shen Wenxin's playfulness instantly vanished. She hurriedly cupped her face to check. "Did I hurt you? I didn't use much strength."
Yun Youqing immediately smiled. She looked up, her face radiant. "Hehe, fooled you~"
Shen Wenxin: "..." "Ah!" This time, it really hurt. Yun Youqing covered her face, looking at the culprit in disbelief. Shen Wenxin slowly withdrew her hand. "That's the consequence of tricking your older sister."
Yun Youqing rubbed her face, her eyes darting about slyly. "Then I'll atone." Boldly, she grabbed both of Shen Wenxin's hands and pressed them to her own cheeks, bending closer to Shen Wenxin. "Sister, pinch away. Pinch however you like. I won't get mad, and I won't lie." Spinelessly, she still offered herself up.
Shen Wenxin looked at the person obediently nestled in her hands. Yun Youqing's eyes were big, big and bright, glistening, incredibly cute. Just... something felt off. Shen Wenxin applied gentle pressure with both hands, making Yun Youqing's face look like a little duckling. Yun Youqing blinked innocently, not understanding.
Shen Wenxin looked at her and asked, "You still haven't gotten over me, have you?"
Yun Youqing continued blinking innocently. "Mm."
Shen Wenxin released her, no longer horsing around. She hesitated, then finally spoke. "What's to be done with you like this?" Though she had said to do as she pleased, she still hoped she could let go soon. Friendship was the only relationship she could offer her. She added, "Should I be keeping my distance from you?" At least, not horse around and joke like this anymore.
Yun Youqing's first reaction was: "No! Didn't we agree to be friends? Who keeps their distance from friends? Would that even be called friends?"
Shen Wenxin felt her argument had merit but didn't voice an opinion.
Afraid Shen Wenxin would stop associating with her, Yun Youqing decisively stepped forward and linked arms with her. "I have a way that could help me let go of you, but it requires your help."
Shen Wenxin asked, "Let's hear it."
Without hesitation, Yun Youqing said, "Introduce me to any single lesbians you know."
Shen Wenxin: "?"
Yun Youqing: "Like... that Lesbian Grandmaster."
Shen Wenxin was puzzled. "Lesbian Grandmaster?"
Yun Youqing: "Yeah! Didn't you say before that you had an expert by your side!"
Shen Wenxin suddenly understood. Then, as if a funny bone had been struck, she laughed in sheer disbelief. "Who gave her that nickname?"
Yun Youqing said proudly, "Me!"
Shen Wenxin: "Genius." That naming ability—she almost felt a grudging respect.
Yun Youqing giggled, then stopped. "That's not the point. I was thinking, you can forget a relationship either through time or through a new flame. You introduce me to someone, we hit it off and get together, and won't I be able to let go of you?"
Shen Wenxin said, "Makes sense."
Yun Youqing nodded. "Right, right?"
Shen Wenxin added, "But the Lesbian Grandmaster won't do." She even emphasized, "Anyone else is fine, but definitely not her."
Yun Youqing paused, then understood. "Is she already taken?"
Shen Wenxin nodded. Taken. But she didn't say by whom.
Yun Youqing frowned, finding it a huge pity. But the pity lasted only a second. "Ah, never mind then. Let's go, movie time~"
—She wasn't genuinely interested in finding someone else to date at all. Shen Wenxin let herself be pulled toward the escalator, her smile incredibly wry. Phew, this world almost had one more person wanting to be her mom.
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