Su Yun and her mother went out to buy breakfast. It was the same porridge as yesterday, plus two vegetable buns and one meat bun, all for Qin Xue. After setting the breakfast in the bedroom, Su Yun prepared to leave. Before going, she lingered at the bedside, reluctantly gazing at the lump under the quilt.
“Sister Xue, bye-bye,” Su Yun said softly, standing by the bed to bid Qin Xue farewell.
Since she hadn’t showered yesterday, Su Yun was still wearing the white dress. She figured, since she was about to change her gender on official records, dressing a bit more feminine might make the transition easier.
“Baby, are you ready?”
Outside, her parents and uncle were already waiting in the living room, ready to go.
“Yeah, let’s go.”
After locking the door, Su Yun deliberately pushed it with controlled force. The strength she used was beyond what a normal person could muster, and since the door didn’t budge, the lock seemed secure. Satisfied with this check, she followed her parents to the car.
The morning in this area was quiet, with only the hum of the car’s engine breaking the silence. But as Su Yun stared out the window, that quietness made her uneasy. Sitting in the car, listening to the engine, her gaze kept drifting to the second floor.
“Wait, I need to go back!”
Suddenly spotting something, Su Yun reached for the car door. But it was clearly locked—she couldn’t open it without forcing it.
“We’re about to leave, Baby. What’s the matter?” Wang Haiyan, sitting beside her, had no idea what Su Yun was thinking.
“If you forgot something, I’ll go get it for you.”
“No, I’ll go myself.”
“Alright, Haibin, unlock the door!” Wang Haiyan shouted to Wang Haibin, who was driving.
As soon as the door clicked open, Su Yun darted out, rushing to unlock the house’s front door. From the car, she’d glanced up and seen something glaringly obvious: hanging on the balcony were Qin Xue’s seven pieces of lingerie and Su Yun’s white stockings. The lingerie—pink, red, and white—was vibrant, their size particularly eye-catching. Paired with the nearly translucent white stockings, they looked especially alluring.
Her parents and uncle hadn’t showered yesterday, planning to do so after today’s errands, so these young women’s clothes were the only ones hanging outside. It gave the impression that a single woman with an impressive figure lived here—after all, who else would wear such lingerie and stockings?
Being on the second floor, it was highly visible. Anyone passing by could see.
Su Yun felt her concern might be excessive. Back in Summer End City, she’d often seen clothes hung out like this, and passersby didn’t seem to mind (though none were as large as Qin Xue’s). Still, for Qin Xue’s safety, she decided to move them.
Inside the house, Su Yun hurriedly grabbed the drying pole from the balcony, pulling all the clothes inside. In the living room, she propped one end of the pole on the table and the other on a chair, securing the table end with a heavy object to prevent slipping. The lingerie and stockings hung in the middle.
She even dragged a fan from the bedroom, setting it to blow on the clothes. A day of running wouldn't use much electricity, and safety came first.
Click…
Just as Su Yun was about to leave, she heard the door open.
“Hm?” Looking over, she saw a white flesh.
Qin Xue stood groggily in the doorway, rubbing her eyes, not yet stepping out. She’d heard the sound of things being moved, and, half-asleep, noticed no one was beside her. She’d gotten up immediately.
“Sister Xiaoyun…”
“Sister Xue?” Hearing her voice, Su Yun quickly walked over from the living room. She was surprised to see Qin Xue actually up.
But Qin Xue’s eyes were still half-closed, her soft body leaning weakly against the doorframe.
“Sister Xue, if you’re sleepy, go back to sleep.”
“Ugh, no… if I sleep more, Sister Xiaoyun will leave.”
Hearing Su Yun’s voice, Qin Xue forced her eyes open again. Spotting Su Yun so close, she lunged forward.
“Hey…”
Feeling the soft warmth and fragrance pressing against her, Su Yun sighed helplessly.
“Alright, I’ll be back soon. Go back to sleep.”
Qin Xue, clinging to Su Yun, didn’t respond. The effort of throwing herself forward seemed to have drained most of her energy. Seeing this, Su Yun supported her by the waist and hips, guiding her back to the bed and gently laying her down.
“Ugh…”
As the warmth against her faded, Qin Xue let out a discontented sound. Her hands slid slowly across the quilt, as if searching for something.
Even half-asleep, the girl on the bed frowned, looking uncomfortable. Su Yun’s heart ached at the sight.
“Mmm…” Qin Xue’s voice was faint.
Watching the delicate girl before her, Su Yun couldn’t resist reaching out to stroke her head. Her long black hair was smooth and soft—quite nice.
It was Su Yun’s first time touching Qin Xue’s head. Qin Xue always seemed like a commanding older sister, bossing her around with that domineering air. In black stockings, she could probably step on her.
But a just-woken Qin Xue?
She was like a clingy little wife.
Hehe.
Su Yun chuckled inwardly, thinking she might start waking up early every day.
After a few minutes of holding her, she felt Qin Xue’s breathing even out, her chest rising and falling steadily. Knowing she was asleep, Su Yun carefully slipped away. If she stayed any longer, she might fall asleep herself.
With the warmth gone from her arms, the sleeping Qin Xue didn’t notice. Her face, now relaxed, was frozen in the content expression from when she’d hugged Su Yun.
Mua.
Before leaving, Su Yun quietly leaned in, giving Qin Xue a quick peck on the cheek before darting out of the room like a thief.
She wasn’t sure why she did it—only that after such a moment, leaving without doing something felt like a missed opportunity.
“I’ll be back soon,” she whispered.
“Ten minutes, Su Yun? What were you grabbing in there?”
“Your grandpa’s been waiting for us. We need to hurry!”
Outside, Wang Haibin was visibly impatient. He’d taken leave to help, paid but still exhausting.
“I was taking in the clothes. Qin Xue woke up, so I talked to her for a bit,” Su Yun explained, climbing into the car, a bit embarrassed.
“Taking in clothes? They’re not even dry yet!”
“Wait, baby, why’s your face so red?”
(End of Chapter)