After Transmigrating as the "Green Tea" Fake Heiress, I Got My Happy Ending with the Real Heiress - Chapter 34

Chapter 34

It was the first time Ruan Yu had been touched on the back by a peer. The moment Wen Yun’s fingertips landed, she instinctively stiffened, sitting ramrod straight.

“Relax,” Wen Yun was amused by her seriousness. “It’ll be over soon.”

Ruan Yu gently acknowledged her.

But for some reason, as the fingertips slowly rotated to spread the cooling balm, the itch caused by the mosquito venom seemed to start spreading, slowly turning into a peculiar tingling sensation. This made her shift her body and ask, “Almost done?”

“Almost,” Wen Yun replied. “Anywhere else you’ve been bitten? I might as well treat them all.”

“No, that’s all,” Ruan Yu shook her head. “Thank you for helping me.”

“Aw, it’s nothing to thank me for,” Wen Yun withdrew her hand, capped the cooling balm, and placed it aside. “If you can’t reach it next time, just tell me. It’s fine to ask when we’re at home too. Be bolder, don’t be shy. It’s perfectly normal for girls to help each other like this.”

Ruan Yu paused. Recalling her reaction just now, she realized she had indeed been shy. Her face flushed, and she nodded in slight embarrassment.

It was still early for their usual bedtime. Wen Yun opened her phone and scrolled through her Moments feed.

The original owner was tea-like and a sea (popular/promiscuous), with a large number of wealthy friends in her contact list. Her Moments weren’t blocked from anyone. Wen Yun looked at the posts she made this afternoon and saw they already had close to fifty likes, with a long string of comments.

“So jealous! Yunyun, which farm stay is this?”

“Purple sky, green mountains and fields, and dogs! The environment is too beautiful!”

“I really want to live here forever~”

“Wuwuwu Yunyun, can you take me with you on your next trip! I haven’t seen such a beautiful sunset in years QAQ”

The “Wuwuwu” comment was from Lin Qiqi. After reading it, Wen Yun immediately pictured the image of the small villain crying pitifully. She found it hilarious and decided to send her a message.

Cloud: “I’m at Xiaoyu’s old home.”

Cute Sweetheart Qiqi: “??? You actually went to that small village on purpose?!”

Cloud: “Why are you so surprised? That’s my home too [confused]”

Cute Sweetheart Qiqi: “I thought you would never go back. The village environment is nice, but the local reputation is absolutely horrible. They say women in that village can’t walk alone at night, or they’ll definitely go missing the next day! I don’t need to tell you the reason for the disappearance, you can probably guess, right? Plus, some villagers say truly nasty things! If I were you, I’d find a way to completely sever ties with that village! Otherwise, if a scandal breaks out and goes viral, it’ll be our family’s reputation that’s ruined!”

After reading this message, Wen Yun thought for a moment before replying: “On the contrary, I would try every means to use the influence of the wealthy family to expose the root causes of the village’s dark side, fund infrastructure construction, introduce talented people, and gradually improve the deeply entrenched problems in the village.”

Instead of seeing a problem and not solving it, but solving the person who raises the problem.

Cute Sweetheart Qiqi: “You’re being too idealistic! Are you obsessed from doing too many political science questions?”

Cloud: “Hahaha, then just think of me as living a beautiful dream.”

Ending the conversation, Wen Yun sighed internally.

This was indeed a reality she had always wanted to change after seeing related social news in her past life.

Unfortunately, she was just an ordinary person in that life, and she couldn’t make it into a civil service unit. The only practical thing she could do was probably donate money to women in the mountainous areas from time to time.

She didn’t read the remaining comments. She exited WeChat and opened her album to organize the photos she had taken today.

“Do you want me to send you the edited photos?” she asked Ruan Yu.

The girl beside her had just put on her headphones to practice listening comprehension. She took them off again and replied with a smile: “Yes, please. But I used an app to lock my phone, so I can only receive the pictures after an hour.”

“No worries, you go ahead,” Wen Yun said, looking down. She skillfully dragged the photos into the image processing software, adding a slight filter and adjusting various attributes to make the colors more saturated and vibrant.

Photo editing is time-consuming. Wen Yun focused completely on the task. When she had about twenty photos left, she heard a slight movement beside her. She looked up and saw Ruan Yu had already gotten out of bed and put her headphones and listening comprehension book back on the desk.

“It’s time to sleep,” Ruan Yu said. She returned to bed, wrapped herself in the quilt, and lay down.

Wen Yun was also tired from processing. She sent the few photos she had just saved, lay down beside her, and turned off her phone, waiting for the girl next to her to turn off the light.

The night in the countryside was quiet; at most, only the distant barking of dogs could be heard. They were squeezed onto the small bed, and even a slight movement would cause them to touch.

“It’s my first time sleeping in the same bed as a peer,” Ruan Yu suddenly said after a few minutes of silence.

“If you’re willing, you can do it often in the future,” Wen Yun said. “It might not happen now, but when you go to college and meet some like-minded friends of the same sex, you can sleep together like this when you travel during the holidays if you want to get closer to them.”

Ruan Yu suddenly realized: “So, you can get closer by sleeping together?”

Wen Yun: “…”

The principle was correct, but why did the phrasing sound so strange?

However, she quickly convinced herself that she was the pervert here. The innocent protagonist wouldn’t think the wrong way, and she had emphasized same-sex friends just now.

“You can, but the premise is that the other person gives you a sense of security—at least enough for you to willingly choose to sleep in the same bed with them, even if the bed is small,” she tried to explain to Ruan Yu. “The concept of security might be a bit abstract, so you can just substitute me with someone else to understand. For example… if Lin Qiqi, Su Manying, or He Sheng came to the countryside with you, would you sleep with them?”

Ruan Yu immediately shook her head: “No.”

The first two people had already chilled her heart and even disgusted her in her past life. As for their goodwill towards her in this life, it was probably all for the sake of Wen Yun, not genuine. She had no trust in them, or rather, maintaining a normal superficial relationship was already a feat.

As for He Sheng, she could sense from their daily interactions and the other person’s love and concern for various small animals that she was someone easy to get along with and trustworthy.

But her intuition always made her want to keep her distance from this person, maintain a certain reserve, rather than trying to get to know her better.

Most importantly, she couldn’t explain the reason. After all, the “desire to stay away” was just a feeling; perhaps it was what He Sheng often talked about: “their auras weren’t compatible.”

“Mm, that’s essentially what security means. It’s fine if you grasp the general idea,” Wen Yun said. “But security needs to be nurtured through interaction. You definitely need to observe new friends for a period before deciding whether you can deepen the friendship.

She paused. “Personally, I think that if a friend can’t give you a sense of security, it’s better not to get too close to them. If the investment and feedback are not equal, it’s a kind of internal drain, and in the end, it will only hurt yourself.”

Ruan Yu weakly acknowledged this.

She suddenly felt that she had been too focused on her academic performance in her past life and knew too little about other aspects of life.

If she had known more, would she have been able to live a better life from the start? Even if it were still difficult, she would definitely not have hurt herself with other people’s disapproval and disappointment.

She tried so hard because she wanted to be like Wen Yun—to be cared for and protected by many people.

She had been trying to use that care to dilute the pain and regret caused by the seventeen years of completely different experiences due to the identity switch.

A familiar scent suddenly came close. Before Ruan Yu could react, she was pulled into the arms of the person next to her, quilt and all.

“You have to let the past be the past.”

That person’s voice was soft in her ear, and one hand gently patted her back. “Even if you really had a chance to start over, people would still cling to those regrets. Looking forward is actually the better choice.”

Hearing the words “start over,” Ruan Yu involuntarily trembled in her arms.

She suddenly wanted to tell this person that everything she said was true, something she, a person who had lived a second life, deeply understood.

But she also felt that she shouldn’t say anything.

She didn’t dare to imagine what kind of look the other person would give her after learning she was a reborn person. Even though she knew the other person’s origin was also unusual, she still didn’t dare to speak.

Furthermore, she had been faking obedience, almost always pretending to be her most flawless self since their first meeting.

That wasn’t the real her. She knew her inner darkness and obsessiveness, and she knew what she cared about and what she resented.

And she didn’t want this person to know any of it, at least not yet.

Facing this person’s newly offered “spiritual chicken soup,” Ruan Yu merely responded softly, leaning into her obediently.

“This person’s embrace is always warm and secure,” she thought.

Perhaps because she felt too secure, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep unconsciously.

The security, however, only lasted for a few hours. Vaguely, she felt her body losing control, turning over on its own. She instinctively reached out, trying to grab something to steady herself.

The next second, the feeling that came from her palm—too soft and too warm—instantly jolted her awake.

Even though she hadn’t slept in this bed for over a month, Ruan Yu could still reach the bedside lamp switch immediately and turned it on without hesitation.

Ignoring the dazzling light, she looked down. Just one glance was enough to make her quickly let go. Her cheeks and earlobes immediately burned with shame and guilt.

Wen Yun wasn’t a deep sleeper. Stung by the light, her brow furrowed, and she asked groggily, “What’s wrong? Is it morning?”

“N-no, it’s not morning!” Ruan Yu quickly turned off the light, guiltily retracting her hands into her quilt, trying to restrain her “misbehaving” hands.

The person next to her mumbled something, reached out, and pulled the girl entirely into her embrace again.

But this time, because she wasn’t fully awake, she didn’t bother with Ruan Yu’s position after pulling her in, and simply drifted back to sleep.

“…” Ruan Yu felt like she was going to suffocate from shame.

It was a psychological suffocation. The scent of soap on this person kept drifting into her nose. She was extremely close to her, so close that she would rather believe this was a nightmare than reality.

She wanted to struggle free, but they were pressed too tightly together. That person’s slender arm held a surprising amount of strength, hugging her too tightly. Her hands were trapped under the quilt, unable to break free and help her escape the current awkward situation.

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