More importantly, having Sister Xiaoyun around made everything feel safer.
“Hmph… When is Sister Xiaoyun coming back? She said she’d be back early, but now it’s already past noon…”
Qin Xue pouted, cheeks puffed up in frustration, then rolled over on the bed again. Her long hair spilled messily over her shoulders.
If Qin Yuanyuan or any of her classmates saw her like this—rolling around on the bed sulking like a little girl just because she missed someone—they’d be shocked. They probably wouldn’t believe this was the same Qin Xue, the school beauty.
But this side of her only came out when she was alone.
Even if Sister Xiaoyun were here, she wouldn’t act this obviously.
With nothing else to do, Qin Xue tried to take a nap. She buried her face into the blanket that Sister Xiaoyun had used, and wrapped her legs around it like she was hugging her.
But even like that, she couldn’t fall asleep.
Frustrated, she kicked the blanket away and got up.
She headed into the kitchen and cooked herself a simple lunch—egg fried rice.
By the time she finished eating, only forty minutes had passed.
Seeing that Sister Xiaoyun still hadn’t returned, she leaned on the bedroom windowsill and stared out at the view.
There were so many apartment buildings here, yet hardly any had laundry hanging out. It looked like a whole block with no one living in it.
The street below was empty too—no pedestrians, no cars. In the distance, towering mountains blocked out the sky.
This place might not be developed, but it was truly quiet. With no one to disturb her, it might actually be the perfect environment for studying.
Qin Xue rested her chest on the windowsill, cupped her face in both hands, and just stared out blankly.
…
Compared to the peace and quiet of town, things were much noisier over at the police station in the nearby village.
When Su Yun first arrived, it was nearly lunchtime, so everyone paused their discussion and went out to eat before returning.
Now it was already afternoon, and Su Yun was still sitting on the cold metal chair in the waiting area.
The people inside spoke in loud voices—not because they were arguing, but because that was just how they usually talked. And now, with so many people around, the noise was even worse.
The police chief had told them that if someone claimed to be transgender, they needed a hospital-issued certificate. Without it, they’d have to track down hospital records through the local police to get a new report.
But Su Yun wasn’t actually transgender—so where would she get a hospital or a certificate?
Her parents insisted it had been done in another country and that their government didn’t allow reissuing the documents.
And so, a heated discussion broke out.
Su Yun had wanted to speak up at first, but the elders told her to stay out of it. Her mother even told her to wait outside and assured her everything would be fine.
“Sigh…” she sat there, quietly letting out a breath.
Of course, it wasn’t just Su Yun who got kicked out. Her older cousin came out too—and immediately started playing a mobile game.
It was some four-character team battle game, and he even opened his mic to shout at teammates mid-match.
“Are you blind or something? I *@# your mom!”
“…”
The match was still going, and he was still yelling.
Sitting next to him, Su Yun found it annoying, but the place was already so loud it didn’t really make a difference.
Since she had time to kill, she picked up her phone and started playing too.
(Qin Xue: Sister Xiaoyun~ When are you coming back?)
A message popped up from her Sister Xue.
Just seeing that tilde made Su Yun imagine her seductive, syrupy voice.
Honestly, in some ways, Qin Xue really did resemble a succubus. If Su Yun were a guy, she probably would’ve been drained (meow) dry by now.
Even now, as a girl, she was already close to her limit with Qin Xue.
(Afternoon. Soon. Wait for me at home, okay? What do you want to eat tonight? I’ll look around and bring something back.)
Su Yun quickly typed out her reply and sent it.
While waiting for a response, she noticed a new message from Zhang Deyi on QQ.
(Zhang Deyi: Brother Yun, do you remember what kind of girls I like? What is my type?)
Su Yun frowned at the strange question.
Was this guy trying to renew his lease in the psych ward?
Still, the answer was pretty obvious.
Back at the start of the school year, Zhang Deyi would always watch videos while eating. When Su Yun got bored, she’d sit beside him with fried chicken and watch too.
His feed was well-trained—eight out of ten videos were of the same kind.
What kind?
Cute little girls in short dresses, wearing white thigh-highs.
Maybe he liked them so much, he actually got the courage to chase after Chen Tingting from their class.
With that in mind, Su Yun started typing.
(Did you lose your memory or something? Asking me what you like?)
Zhang Deyi replied almost instantly.
(Zhang Deyi: No no, just curious! I want to know how you see me. Brother Yun, tell me~)
“…”
Are you a boy-lover or something? Why do you care what I think?
Su Yun blinked, annoyed, and typed her honest opinion.
(Short skirts and white thigh-highs. Right? Freakin’ lolicon.)
(Zhang Deyi: Yes, yes! Bro, you know me too well! I just love cute girls in white thigh-highs! Love them so much I wanna lick them, especially the feet!)
“Ugh…” Su Yun stared at her phone. Even through the screen, she could feel the intensity of his passion.
Lick…? Okay, that’s messed up, bro.
“?”
Then suddenly, something clicked in her mind. Her eyes widened.
Wait a minute… When I was performing on stage, didn’t I wear a short skirt and white thigh-highs?
Oh god. This thick-browed, big-eyed guy wanted to lick (meow) me?
So, so disgusting.
“Blegh.” Just imagining it made Su Yun weak. She leaned forward against the chair’s backrest and hung her head low, nearly throwing up.
But then again, Qin Xue had already done stuff like that to her—twice.
Yet somehow, Su Yun didn’t find Qin Xue gross at all.
Maybe this was what they called double standards.
(Zhang Deyi: Hey, Brother Yun, do you still remember what your girlfriend’s club performed that day? What did you think of it?)
Another message popped up from Zhang Deyi.
At least this one was normal. Su Yun didn’t think too hard about it and replied right away. She just wanted to end the conversation quickly.
(Forgot the name, but she kept meowing the whole time. It was okay.)
What she remembered most from that day was the meowing, then falling off the stage… and then seeing Qin Xue’s tear-streaked face.
That was also the day Qin Xue started being nice to her.
It was nice.
Really nice.
“Su Yun, wanna play a match? Playing solo’s so annoying—my teammates suck.”
Just as she finished typing, her cousin turned and spoke to her.
He’d just been cussing people out a moment ago, so his voice still sounded a little ticked off.
“Huh?” Su Yun blinked.
She glanced down at her phone again.
Seeing that there was nothing urgent from Qin Xue, she logged into the game.
(End of Chapter)