Qian walked in holding the things Shi Touyu wanted, along with dinner, only to see Shi Touyu, who claid she couldn’t get up, standing in front of the big dressing mirror in the hotel, with a weird honey-sweet smile on her face.
The window was open, so there was no sll of "chestnut flowers" or "osmanthus flowers," otherwise, Qian would have been even more heartbroken.
A double room, one bed neat as new, the other ssy and chaotic, making it easy to imagine how intense the battle was last night.
"What are you looking at? You can’t grow more at by looking, hurry up and co take your dicine."
Qian placed the stuff on the bedside table, calling Shi Touyu over.
The silly daughter of the landlord’s family was still practicing her smile in the mirror, "Qian, have you noticed sothing different about lately?"
"Hmm, you’ve beco sillier."
"No, it’s a feeling." She stood in front of the mirror looking at herself, her heart was actually full of complex emotions. When there’s substantial progress, the mood is like this. It looks like she’s still the sa person, but sohow sothing seems different.
She wondered if people outside would feel the sa as she did last night, with a feeling that’s hard to express. It seems the sa as before, yet sohow different, she felt she was no longer the sa person she was yesterday, it felt like she matured, she even thought her complexion was different.
Qian actually noticed it too, the transition from girl to woman does bring so changes, but out of jealousy and the hunger-for-outrage ntality, she decided not to pander to Shi Touyu, lest the girl becos even more complacent.
These days she can’t go back to the dorm, so she shares a room with Shi Touyu, one room with two beds. The newly matured Shi Touyu obviously had a desire to pour out her heart, treating Qian as her confidant. Qian was also curious, how did Shi Touyu and Qiao Zhen, whose relationship was stuck for so long, suddenly take such a turn?
"Actually, I feel like it was a chance given by heaven, taking that step felt particularly difficult, but once I actually stepped out, I realized the previous hesitation was a waste of ti, no regrets."
Musing over the smashed moral mbrane could even reach philosophical heights, truly mature. Qian and Shi Touyu were lying on their respective beds, listening to her friend sharing her thoughts. While Qian contemplated her friend’s coming of age, she also reflected on her own past.
What was she thinking when she had a relationship with Yu Minglang in her past life?
No thoughts, by then she was already a confident woman with a successful career, she did what she wanted to do, essentially, she was the one who slept with Yu Minglang, and didn’t want to be responsible.
And when he left with a stern face looking at the bedsheet, Qian was still stewing in anger.
Won are indeed a strange being; before taking that step, girls rarely discuss such matters, and if it is accidentally brought up, it would feel so embarrassing.
But once becoming a woman, they dare to ask anything and talk about everything.
"By the way, Qian, I... want to ask you sothing, that is, um—"
From her hesitant tone, Qian keenly sensed that this probably wasn’t a good topic.
"Speak straight."
"I don’t know how to convey my beautiful feelings to him, always feeling that I am not doing it skillfully." This is a small woman’s mindset, liking her lover too much, not knowing how to convey it.
"If you were skillful, he’d probably cry, right? Nobody’s a seasoned driver who can just jump into a car and drive it to fly."
"I just wanted you to analyze from a psychological perspective, what should I do?"
Qian actually wanted to say, going with the flow naturally is the best approach, but given her current jealous state, Qian mischievously entered the mode of setting a trap for her friend.
"Actually, from a psychological standpoint, people have an indescribable emotional connection with their mother tongue. For instance, before dying, a person would speak their hotown dialect. Where was Qiao Zhen from before being taken in by your family?"
"From the northeastern place~" Shi Touyu deliberately mimicked the northeastern accent.
"So, you just need to tell him, ’Brother, you’re aweso, no problem,’ he’ll adore you even more."
"...Really?" Sohow it felt a bit strange?
The ultimate trap for a friend is to precede nonsense with a bunch of expert theory, and it’ll work like a charm.
As for whether Shi Touyu actually did it or not, Qian didn’t know, but there was a period when Qiao Zhen’s unit chased Yu Minglang for several days, for reasons unknown.
The wife’s debt, the husband pays; misleading soone’s wife, Yu Minglang takes the bla, no problem!
"By the way Shi Touyu, what’s up with you two exactly?"
"When he brought over, there was only one double room left, no single rooms, so we took it, then after I took a shower, I drew out my matchmaker star."
"That little rascal used to be called Bo Bo Ba."
"Hehe, later it was renad..."
That was a very romantic process...
Two days, seeming short yet not lacking.
For Qian, two days equate to school and whispering with girlfriends, as uneventful as ever, whether broken or not, life goes on just the sa.
But for so people, these few days were incredibly long.
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