After Marrying the Villain with Seven Personalities [Transmigration into a Book]) - Chapter 64

The streets were lined with the glow of ten thousand homes. Passersby on the sidewalks moved either in a hurried rush or with a pleasant, leisurely stroll.

As the roadside scenery blurred past, the dazzling lights reflected in Xu Linqiu’s eyes, yet she felt only a sense of void and overwhelming confusion.

It turned out that this world was not the real one. It turned out that the person she loved had been silently enduring so much.

Though she lacked those specific memories, merely reading the descriptive words brought a wave of empathetic pain that pierced her heart. How was she supposed to respond to such a profound affection?

At that moment, as the distant neon lights shone into her eyes, they seemed to illuminate a path for her. She thought that perhaps the only way to truly honor this love was to do her utmost to give her happiness—to never leave her side and to stay with her as she fought against her illness.

It wasn’t until the driver called out several times that Xu Linqiu suddenly snapped back to reality and hurriedly stepped out of the car.

Hongxun was as lively as ever. Groups of young men and women chatted and laughed as they entered the front doors.

As Xu Linqiu stepped up the stairs, feeling as though a lifetime had passed, she suddenly noticed a woman brushing past her. The woman wore a feathered mask; her full, red lips were faintly visible under the scattered glow of the streetlights, and her black, wavy hair fell loosely over her shoulders.

Her form-fitting maid’s pleated skirt caused passersby to turn their heads repeatedly. Just then, the woman turned around as well. Her red lips curved slightly, and her narrow, phoenix-like eyes were filled with shimmering light.

“What are you doing here?” Xu Linqiu regained her composure, her gaze softening. She stepped forward, took the woman’s hand, and asked softly.

To her surprise, the woman took the opportunity to pull her closer, grabbing the clothes at Xu Linqiu’s waist and nestling into her embrace.

A faint scent of magnolia mixed with a hint of alcohol wafted over. The woman looked up slightly, her eyes brimming with liquid light. Her voice was like a murmur—soft, waxy, and laced with a seductive undertone.

She called out gently: “Master~”

That soft, coquettish call sent a shiver through Xu Linqiu, giving her goosebumps. She immediately supported the woman’s waist, glanced at their surroundings, and whispered, “Don’t call me that here. Others might hear.”

At that moment, Xu Linqiu desperately wanted to wrap her in a long robe. The maid outfit was far too short; her exquisite figure and beautiful legs were completely on display.

Fortunately, those who came here were in a hurry to find their own fun, so no one paid them much attention. The immediate area was clear.

As Xu Linqiu’s gaze flickered momentarily, the woman leaned in again. Her warm, soft lips suddenly pressed against Xu Linqiu’s. The tip of her tongue lightly probed the seam of Xu Linqiu’s lips, stirring a ripple in her heart.

Suppressing the sensation, Xu Linqiu quickly pulled back and held her in her arms, coaxing her gently: “Be good. We’ll talk when we get home. This isn’t the place.”

She truly couldn’t imagine that this was the passionate “Xiao Hong” (Little Red); she seemed more like “Xiao Lv” (Little Green) or “Xiao Huang” (Little Yellow).

Furthermore, this was a high-risk area for being photographed. Last time, she had been caught by cameras right here.

She tried to pull the woman toward home, but Yi Chenhong suddenly backed out of her embrace, seemingly angry as she headed further into Hongxun.

“Qingqing, don’t be angry. I just don’t want others looking at you. We can play whatever you want when we get home, alright?”

Xu Linqiu quickly caught up, coaxing her gently as she walked beside her. It wasn’t until they reached the inner entrance that she realized she had been played.

Yi Chenhong suddenly grabbed her. As the staff pushed open the heavy doors, she led Xu Linqiu into another world of noise and excitement.

Magnificent neon lights, men and women dancing to the music on the floor, and the loud, passionate DJ—everything felt like a world away. Xu Linqiu had grown accustomed to a warm, quiet domestic life, and suddenly arriving in such a world stirred a sense of restlessness in her heart.

That feeling… wasn’t entirely bad.

“I don’t like you calling me Qingqing. That is someone else’s name…”

Yi Chenhong’s voice suddenly reached her ears. She held both of Xu Linqiu’s hands and pulled her back into the dance floor.

With hair as dark as ink and eyes like stars, the noisy background seemed to transform into a vivid painting, and she was the elf who had fallen into it. The moment they stepped onto the floor, the neon lights bathed her, making her look like a captivating enchantress.

The enchantress slowly reached out, looping her arms around Xu Linqiu’s neck. Following the loud music, she drew closer inch by inch, leading her in a slow dance.

“Do you know why I brought you here?”

Xu Linqiu instinctively held her waist, staring intently at her. Her beautiful red lips were only centimeters away. With her head slightly tilted and a lingering gaze that seemed to pull Xu Linqiu into an abyss, she answered her own question: “Because this is where we met again…”

“I remember. Back then…” Xu Linqiu smiled slightly, her eyes full of nostalgia. “Back then, you even asked me if I liked you. I couldn’t help but bite your ear…”

To her, that was their first meeting after growing up—full of drama and lingering romance.

“That was our first time…” The woman’s lips curved slowly. She suddenly leaned in, her breath brushing against Xu Linqiu’s ear. She gently bit the earlobe, licking it with the tip of her tongue and sucking softly. A beautiful flush gradually appeared on her cheeks.

Xu Linqiu closed her eyes, smiling as she followed the woman’s rhythm, stepping slowly across the dance floor.

“Are you taking your revenge on me?” she whispered, resting her chin on the woman’s shoulder with a light laugh.

Yi Chenhong slowly turned her head and released her ear. Her warm lips pressed against Xu Linqiu’s cheek, leaving a soft kiss. Her face was warm against Xu Linqiu’s, and her voice sounded distant yet deeply affectionate.

“Sister Lin…”

“Mm.” Every breath seemed to be filled with her scent. Xu Linqiu hummed in response, only to hear her continue:

“Do you know? Back then, I thought of you every moment. Your smile, your every move, even the way you occasionally frowned…”

“You weren’t studying hard; what were you thinking about all day?” Xu Linqiu teased gently.

“I was thinking… how should I confess to you?” Her soft, shallow voice drifted over again. “I saw so many people confessing to you, and you rejected them all. But you accepted their love letters; you said you would read them properly…”

“And I thought, I so envied their courage to give you those letters. To be looked at by those eyes of yours—even if rejected, one would probably be bubbling with happiness…”

“I prepared for many nights. That was the second time I was so focused on something since I skipped grades for you. I gathered all my courage.”

“I didn’t expect you to say yes. I was filled with joy; I felt it was the happiest moment of my life…”

She held Xu Linqiu tightly, as if remembering something, and her voice began to tremble: “But then, you left me…”

Her mind seemed to hold only the memory of that confession. Perhaps the sad events were too devastating, so much so that she didn’t want to remember them. But those happy memories alone were enough to make her love bone-deep.

And now, Xu Linqiu loved another woman—she even used another woman’s name when calling her.

“Qingqing.”

That despicable woman attempted to use drugs to seize her body just to possess Sister Lin. She would never let her succeed!

“Qingqing.”

“I told you, I don’t like it when you call me that…”

Yi Chenhong nuzzled Xu Linqiu’s cheek, her eyes full of possessiveness. But Xu Linqiu couldn’t see it; she thought the woman was simply immersed in the world of the past.

The past world Shi Ji had mentioned—the world of the novel—where they had a passionate romance. It was a memory of a heart-pounding love that could be felt even through written words.

Clearly, these personalities had split that complete memory into many parts. Each of them thought they were the protagonist, the true master of the body.

Xu Linqiu sighed in her heart, making a quiet vow. She would coax them until they were willing to merge with “Qingqing,” to become that person who possessed all the memories—the one who told her in the garden that she would never let go again.

Her lover.

“Then I’ll call you… Xiao Hong (Little Red).”

“Mm~”

The woman became visibly pleased. When the music paused briefly, she pulled Xu Linqiu to the bar and sat her down, the corners of her eyes curving: “Let me mix a drink for you.”

“Boss,” the original bartender greeted her. She nodded and went behind the bar.

Various small bottles of strong liquor danced between her fingers, pouring beautiful colors into a crystal glass. After mixing, it became a deep-colored ocean with a rich aroma. She pushed the drink to Xu Linqiu and began mixing the next.

Nearby, young men and women began to cheer: “It’s been a long time since we’ve seen Boss Hong! Now that she’s found her sweetheart, I’m afraid we won’t have the luck to taste her drinks anymore.”

The woman simply curved her lips.

Xu Linqiu watched her. The lights cast a golden glow over her hair. Her movements were neat and beautiful, making Xu Linqiu unconsciously take sip after sip. The mellow liquid burned her throat, but it was delicious. it made her tipsy, causing her to cast aside all reason and worry.

Her drinking posture was elegant. Due to her outstanding appearance, almost all the young people there recognized her; they knew from the internet that she had married the President of the Yi Corporation and become an object of envy.

Yet here she was, drinking at a bar and appearing very close to Boss Hong. It was impossible not to speculate about the reasons why. Some of the bolder ones even secretly snapped photos.

“Alright, let’s go~” The woman finished the last drink and raised her glass. It clinked crisply against Xu Linqiu’s glass, and she downed it in one go.

Unaffected by the alcohol, she circled back to Xu Linqiu’s side and pulled her up.

Xu Linqiu leaned dependently on her, staggering slightly as they walked toward a side passage. As the noise faded and the sound of a door opening rang out, she shook her head and looked at the woman.

Yi Chenhong suddenly grabbed a cat-ear headband from a nearby shelf and put it on. She also took a fluffy long tail and tied it to her belt. Then, right in front of Xu Linqiu, she picked up a pair of black stockings, propped her foot on the table, and began to put them on, inch by inch.

The dizzying black mesh expanded against her porcelain-white skin, slowly covering her smooth, long legs. It made Xu Linqiu’s heart race; she couldn’t look away.

Xu Linqiu leaned against the doorframe, staring fixedly at her.

When she was finished, she looked over with eyes full of mischief. Step by step, like a lazy wildcat, she slowly approached. She placed her hands on Xu Linqiu’s shoulders, hooked her arms around her neck, and tilted her head up. She opened her hand to reveal a thin collar with a small bell.

“Master, will you help me put this on?~” She shook her slightly, the furry ears twitching in her black hair. Her voice was sweet and soft, but not cloying.

Xu Linqiu subconsciously swallowed. She took the bell and gently tied it around the woman’s neck. The bell made a faint sound, echoing the beat of her heart. She then gently pulled off the woman’s mask, staring blankly at the face she had desperately wanted to engrave into her soul the moment she heard the truth.

In the next second, she cradled the back of the woman’s head, tilted her own, and pressed her lips against those warm ones. She began to suck and linger on the soft petals. The woman instinctively followed her rhythm, kissing back.

Their tongues met and intertwined. The ambiguous sound of swallowing rose as they engaged in a passionate, inseparable kiss. After a while, she slowly led her to the edge of the bed.

“Mm…” The woman leaned into her embrace, a sound escaping her lips like a feather tickling Xu Linqiu’s heart: “Sister~”

“Sister…”

“Stay with me here at Hongxun forever. Let’s never part, okay?…” she murmured softly.

Xu Linqiu gradually stopped, looking deeply at her: “No. I’m taking you home.”

Hearing this, Yi Chenhong became emotional. Her eyes filled with tears as she looked up with hope, asking for the answer she had always wanted: “Do you love her, or do you love me?…”

“I love her…” And you are a part of her.

Xu Linqiu answered without hesitation. In the next second, she saw the light in the woman’s eyes dim, as if she were surrendering: “Fine…”

“Then I… I will become her. I will become one with her. That way, you will love me, right?…”

As she spoke, she pressed her lips to Xu Linqiu’s again—fast and passionate. She pulled her down onto the bed, a smile of relief on her face.

“This is the last gift I give you: giving her the courage to love you.”

“From now on, I will always be with you.”

Xu Linqiu was stunned for a moment as her lips were captured. Then, a warm current flowed through her heart, bringing a deep sense of moved emotion. She kissed her back, wiping away the tear falling from the corner of the woman’s eye.

Her kisses descended to the neck, her tongue licking and leaving marks like plum blossoms. The bright light shone on their intertwined figures. The room was filled with a rich fragrance, her sincere voice, soft moans, and the crisp sound of the bell.

“I will always love you…”

“Mm~”

“Sister… the tail… use the tail to hit me…”

“Mm~”

“I… I like it so much…”