After Kissing the World-Weary Female Supporting Character [Transmigration] - Chapter 93.1

Song Xingzi returned to Magpie Mountain. The Little Tail near the downhill entrance was gone. He must have woken up or been carried back to his grassy hollow by friendly plant sprites.

Song Xingzi didn’t pay much attention, only glancing at the spot. She suddenly thought of a few things, squatted by the door feeling glum, and took down the bright feather hanging on the string. Her plump little hands quickly worked the feather and the copper coins. Soon, a pert shuttlecock was made.

“Why do I like her?” Song Xingzi held the shuttlecock up, blocking her vision. The fragmented memories and inexplicable emotions left her confused. “Why does she like me? What is it that I’ve forgotten?”

The Nine-Turn Life Transference Spell requires both parties to be of one heart, a spell with even more stringent conditions than a marriage ritual. I was actually able to use it with Ji Ji?

Although every aspect of her aligns perfectly with my wishes, and looking at her makes me happy in every way, it’s incredible that I would like a human, and a woman at that.

Song Xingzi subconsciously licked her lower lip. The kiss with the scent of herbs at the inn seemed to linger on her mouth. In truth, with her personality, she wouldn’t normally overthink things—she would just act on what she liked. But when it came to Ji Ruyue, the inherent recklessness of her demon nature seemed to be forbidden.

She couldn’t kiss Ji Ruyue, or do anything more intimate, without a proper reason. Doing so would make her feel like she was stealing, pilfering a ready-made love. Without her memories, she wasn’t the complete Song Xingzi, and Ji Ruyue’s love was not meant for her current self.

Song Xingzi stood up and placed the shuttlecock on the windowsill. Ji Ruyue was still meditating. It looked like her first steps on the path of cultivation were going very smoothly. Song Xingzi rested her face in her hand, tilting her head to observe Ji Ruyue: Ji Ruyue was wearing Song Xingzi’s old clothes, which were truly too small for her. They inadvertently exposed her snow-white wrists and ankles, and the fabric clung tightly to her upper body, revealing her feminine, graceful curves.

“She really is the absolute best in every way.”

Beautiful and brave, composed and strong, with a good temper, and she’s a genius. There’s nothing to find fault with.

Song Xingzi climbed into the room from the window, flopped down at the foot of the bed, and reached out to touch the raised blue glow visible at Ji Ruyue’s neckline. She knew Ji Ruyue had a very beautiful ring that she was reluctant to wear, usually wearing it around her neck like a treasure. She didn’t even take it off when bathing.

Song Xingzi remembered the surge of tears that came the first time she saw the moon ring. This ring must have some magical power, she thought. She followed the silver chain and hooked out the blue diamond ring. The moon was carved from a single, transparent sapphire, giving off a mesmerizing cold light in the evening sun.

It’s truly beautiful! The moon has the color of the stars. Then should the star ring be cut from a yellow diamond? This is me and you, the Star and her Moon.

Ji Ji, I will stay with you forever and ever.

Ji Ji, I am not Li Yebai, nor am I the female protagonist. I have my own thoughts, and a heart that beats only for you, regardless of that illogical plot.

Song Xingzi raised her hand to touch her face, and it was wet. She had cried again just now.

She remembered a small fragment of memory, just a very short night.

Song Xingzi pinched the ring with two fingers, bent down close to Ji Ruyue, extended her left ring finger, and slowly put it on herself…

“You’re kidding me? It’s stuck?”