After Kissing the World-Weary Female Supporting Character [Transmigration] - Chapter 93.2

Was this really a ring custom-made for me? The size is clearly wrong! She lied to me! Ji Ji definitely has other little sisters outside! Ahhhhh!

Song Xingzi pouted, her cheeks puffed up like a little pufferfish, and her right hand struggled desperately against the ring.

I refuse to believe it. If I can’t put it on, can’t I at least take it off?

Shoot, alright, I can’t take it off either! It’s completely stuck!

Song Xingzi wore a tragically confused expression. It’s bad enough that my wife has someone else outside, but the token of our love is also working against me. Is this size meant for a demon? Besides the frail Little Lily, I don’t think any demon in all of Qing Qiu can wear it!

Song Xingzi refused to admit that her own hands were plump and didn’t match the slender, delicate hands in her memory. She pushed all the blame onto the ring and sat cross-legged opposite Ji Ruyue, whimpering.

Song Xingzi suddenly looked up, only to see Ji Ruyue’s pale amber eyes staring at her with focused silence.

Song Xingzi swallowed a breath, patted her chest, and spoke to Ji Ruyue. “Huh? You’re awake? When? Did I disturb you?”

Perhaps because of the faint memories she had just recalled, Song Xingzi’s mind was no longer a continuous drama of “the Great Demon King and my impending doom,” but carried a hint of boldness.

“No, I’ve been awake for a little while,” Ji Ruyue lowered her gaze, looked at the stuck ring, and asked knowingly, “What’s wrong?”

Song Xingzi raised her hand in a pitiful protest. “You ask me? Wasn’t this ring custom-made for me? I can’t even put it on! It’s too thin!”

Hmph! She definitely has other little sisters! You annoying person!

Ji Ruyue was practiced at admitting fault, her tone tinged with teasing. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were like this in the real world.”

Ptooey! Ptooey! And she’s blaming me! She must be saying I’m fat! But this is just baby fat! I’m only a recently adult demon of five hundred years! It’s perfectly normal to have some baby fat!

Song Xingzi muttered discontentedly, with an intimacy in her voice that she herself hadn’t noticed. “Hey, Ji Ji, it’s all your fault. Now I can’t take it off! What are we going to do?”

“It’s simple.”

Ji Ruyue lovingly scratched the tip of Song Xingzi’s nose, then brought Song Xingzi’s graceful ring finger, ring and all, to touch her cool cheek. She traced the slightly prominent cheekbone and slid down to her full, rosy lips, lingering there.

Ji Ruyue’s gaze was deep, filled with an almost tangible desire and joy as it lingered on Song Xingzi’s face.

It wasn’t an overtly passionate gesture, not even a fraction of the racy novels rapidly driving through Song Xingzi’s mind, yet her heart started beating wildly without reason. The little bird in her chest was like it had been stimulated by something, frantically crashing against its cage.

Song Xingzi subconsciously wanted to turn her face away and avert her gaze, but she couldn’t bring herself to. She stared blankly as Ji Ruyue’s beautiful red lips slightly parted, and accompanied by a gaze of nearly solidified admiration, she gently enclosed Song Xingzi’s ring finger…

Xingxing, remember what you said. My Star, no matter what happens, you cannot leave me.

Song Xingzi vaguely heard this sentence. Her exploding brain had no time to process it, and the subsequent kiss, clear as a morning in a pine forest, stole all her consciousness.

That lapse of self-control didn’t escalate any further, but Ji Ruyue did manage to take the ring off and put it back on Song Xingzi: Considering that her lover in the real world might be different from the one in the illusion, Ji Ruyue had customized the ring to be micro-adjustable.

Having received the ring, Song Xingzi was itching to show it off, eager to declare to the world that she had one foot in the hall of love. However, that unexpected moment of intimacy left her flustered. She didn’t sleep well for several consecutive nights, and facing the restrained and polite Ji Ruyue inexplicably made her feel guilty, causing her heart to race…

Consequently, the cowardly Song Xingzi not only failed to show off, but she often secretly hid in secluded corners. She observed the ring on her ring finger from 360 degrees for half a month, eventually knowing the exact millimeter-long cut on the blue moon.

Ji Ruyue thought she had been too hasty and scared her Star, so she suppressed her deep longing and indulged Song Xingzi’s antics.

But as the days went by, Song Xingzi didn’t get better; she got worse. She not only hid out of sight, but she couldn’t sleep peacefully at home. She often suddenly woke up in the middle of the night, crawled over to stare at Ji Ruyue, watched her all night long, and then fled at dawn. Every demon in Qing Qiu had been visited by her.

Ji Ruyue was furious, yet she couldn’t bear to actually punish Song Xingzi. She just endured, endured, and endured until the demon market, held once every three years in the demon realm, was about to open. Only then did Song Xingzi suddenly snap out of it. She stopped hiding and being shy, following closely behind Ji Ruyue all day like a rare novelty doll.

Meng Xiu’s Dream Pearl only allowed Song Xingzi to recall fragmented and chaotic memories, especially since Song Xingzi was obsessed, forcing herself awake in the middle of sleep, making the recalled memories even more fragmented. Although Ji Ruyue could eavesdrop on her thoughts, she couldn’t tell how much Song Xingzi had remembered or if the sequence was correct. She could only spoil and indulge her Star, letting her act as she pleased.

This year’s demon market was hosted by Kunlun Mountain. The early publicity was handled by Grandpa Bai Ze, who was also fulfilling his annual teaching quota: To promote unity and shared struggle among the various clans of the demon realm, the Great Demons all held positions in the Administration Bureau. Every year, one of them had to go to another mountain to teach the little demons some basic skills, give lectures, and guide the children away from the wrong path.

Bai Ze can speak human languages, understands the emotions of all beings, and knows the form and appearance of all things under heaven. His specialty is prediction and diagnosis.

So, this year he decided to teach the little imps of Qing Qiu a great skill—palmistry.

Ji Ruyue, as a late-blooming Mirror Demon, and Song Xingzi, who had only recently come of age, just happened to go to class together. It was called a class, but it was really just finding a flat clearing where the small demons of various shapes and sizes sat, lay, or stood in a circle, listening to Bai Ze’s rambling.

“Don’t listen to Grandpa Bai’s nonsense. What he teaches isn’t entirely correct. He’s not as good as me. Come, I’ll teach you.” Song Xingzi gently took Ji Ruyue’s hand.

“This is like this, this line…”

Song Xingzi lowered her head and mumbled, “What the heck, there must be a mistake. How can you be destined to be with your mortal enemy? I must have been too tired yesterday, and my eyes are blurry.”

Mortal enemy? Is that Li Yebai? How can Ji Ji be with him? Haven’t he hurt Ji Ji enough in the illusion?

Song Xingzi recalled a little information about the male protagonist and somewhat understood that the story was from CEO’s Domineering Love, The Priceless Movie Queen is Pampered to the Sky. However, she was unclear about her own relationship with Ji Ruyue and the scumbag male lead.

Based on the information she currently possessed, she combined it into a new story: Ji Ruyue loved the scumbag male lead but couldn’t have him, so she turned her attention to her. The two pretended to live together. Unexpectedly, she, the freeloader, actually fell for Ji Ruyue. After a touching, desperate courtship, she finally succeeded in proposing. But Ji Ruyue still didn’t love her, unwilling even to share their wedding night…

Ji Ruyue: “…As long as Xingxing is happy.”

“Forget it, forget it, I was seeing things just now. Let’s not look at mine,” Song Xingzi and Ji Ruyue leaned their heads together, shoulder to shoulder. Song Xingzi placed her right hand on her bent knee and naturally held Ji Ruyue’s right hand, tracing the lines on her own palm. “I’ll teach you. This is the marriage line, settling down and starting a family, settling down…”

Ji Ruyue’s gaze followed Song Xingzi’s fingertip, occasionally taking a turn to land on her constantly opening and closing pink lips.

Teacher Song released her hand with a smug look, interlaced her fingers over her chest, and stared at student Ji. “Did you learn it?”

The innocent, pure gaze made Ji Ruyue lower her head, hiding her burning desire. She nodded slightly, her flushed eyes fixed on her slender, white palm, reminiscing about the other party’s soft hand. After a long pause, a hot, deeply affectionate female voice said, “You will marry the person you love the most, and the rest of your life will be happy and fulfilled.”

Song Xingzi, who “desperately courted and finally succeeded in proposing,” clapped happily. “Then the person I love the most is Ji Ji! We will be even happier in the future.”

As long as you let go of that scumbag Li Yebai. Song Xingzi quietly added a line in her heart. Ji Ruyue covered her eyes, her red lips parting and closing as she replied, “Mm.”

There has never been anyone else. It has always been you.

Song Xingzi felt as though she heard Ji Ruyue defending herself, but the voice was too soft to be sure. She just blushed and shyly changed the subject. “Grandpa Bai is so bad at this. Didn’t I teach very well?”

Bai Ze, standing behind Song Xingzi and holding a whip: “…” Should I hit her, or should I hit her?

I didn’t want to hear all this, okay? This is a class! Little Pine Nut, can you please be more mindful? Be mindful of a single old man’s feelings, okay? Sister Qingluan, I want to teach my class on Mount Weizhi!!!