Although They're Mentally ill, They're Extremely Easy to Comfort - Chapter 48

It wasn’t until the sound of the shower started rattling from inside the room that Qiao Boer confidently returned to her desk.

Thinking of Ling Xi’s pathetic, tongue-lolling look, a strong sense of displeasure arose from the sheer affection she felt for her darling.

Qiao Boer picked up the desk phone and dialed the administrative department, her decision resolute: “Hello, who is responsible for the elevator maintenance? Fire that person.”

Without giving administration a chance to question, she hung up the phone and walked straight towards the pantry.

Taking milk from the refrigerator, Qiao Boer felt inconveniently hampered, and only then realized she was still tightly clutching the tanghulu (candied hawthorn skewer) Ling Xi had given her.

Tearing open the wrapper and taking a bite, Qiao Boer smiled, eyes crinkling. The snack, full of artificial coloring, became priceless because of Ling Xi.

Unwilling to set down the skewer, Qiao Boer could only pour the milk into a cup with one hand, then busily looked for ice cubes.

Just then, Ling Xi peeked half her head around the doorframe, blinking her eyes mischievously: “I’ve finished my shower, how far along are you in your cow-rearing? Are you still waiting for it to produce milk?”

Teased, Qiao Boer didn’t get angry but smiled and waved her over: “I seriously doubt your cleanliness. How were you so fast! Come here.”

“Nonsense! I smell lovely now!” Ling Xi muttered as she approached. Qiao Boer handed her the tanghulu, joking: “Food only tastes better when shared with an important person. You try some, too.”

Ling Xi still had a towel draped over her head, and her fringe was dripping water.

Qiao Boer smoothly helped her dry her head, complaining: “There’s a hairdryer in the bathroom, but you run out with wet hair! Were you that eager to see me?”

“I was thirsty and wanted something to drink.”

“And you call me an awkward person, I think you’re the one.”

“Nyah, nyah, nyah!”

Ling Xi was wearing Qiao Boer’s white shirt. Because she was too slender and Qiao Boer had an excellent figure, the ‘salty fish’ (a nickname for Ling Xi) couldn’t quite fill out the oversized cut.

The sleeves covered her wrists, trailing in a long segment. She looked like she was wearing a baggy, ‘stolen chicken’ shirt, but it made her look playful and quirky.

Qiao Boer put down the towel and began patiently rolling up her sleeves, chatting: “What do you want for dinner tonight?”

Ling Xi had two pieces of tanghulu in her mouth, her cheeks puffed out like a little hamster that could never be satisfied. Hearing the mention of food, she immediately mumbled, “Are you going to treat me to something good?”

The little Ling Xi in her heart popped out again—

Little Doctor: I knew I could snag a good meal! The stairs weren’t climbed in vain!

“You nearly climbed those stairs to death just to bring me tanghulu. Of course, I must play the part of the host.”

“Alright then, I want! Hot! Pot!”

“Hot pot in this hot weather? Aren’t you afraid of getting inflamed?” Qiao Boer didn’t usually like spicy food, but seeing Ling Xi’s expectant face, she had to give in: “Fine, hot pot it is.”

Spoil her, spoil her to death, and then this little rascal will cling to me and never leave.

In the audio-visual room, which was the size of a small screening theater, Qin Yun was nestled against Chu Xi, enjoying a rare moment of leisure and comfort.

Even after the movie projected onto the giant screen ended and the room fell into silent darkness, the two remained tightly embraced, reluctant to separate.

Chu Xi was immersed in Qin Yun’s tender embrace, addicted and hard to quit.

She turned her head to deeply inhale the intoxicating fragrance from her lover’s neck, finally unable to resist biting that soft, tender nape: “How about… I find another movie for us to watch?”

Qin Yun tapped Chu Xi’s nose, wanting to save the beautiful moments of intimacy and passion for the sleepless night, and rationally refused: “I need to go to the study to handle some work. You haven’t been home in a while, you can wander around the estate. I’ll ask Uncle Li to accompany you.”

“Then…”

“Hmm?”

“Can I just cling to my wife for a few more minutes, please?”

“Naughty!” Qin Yun gave a petulant yet loving murmur and offered her kiss first.

Although she liked being held in Chu Xi’s arms, occasionally she wanted to be on top of her to satisfy her possessive desire for domination.

Chu Xi understood immediately. The action of flipping and embracing was extremely smooth.

In the blink of an eye, she was lying on her back, welcoming her lover’s downward kiss, her breath sweet and intoxicating.

The playful one enjoyed the exhilaration of spiritual flight.

The one whose reason was being torn apart was addicted to the tingling invasion of her nerve endings.

Chu Xi trailed kisses along Qin Yun’s less pronounced female throat, following the smooth swan neck until she finally reached her lips.

But before Qin Yun could let out a low sigh of contentment, Chu Xi stopped her reckless attack. It was like a detective novel, leaving a cliffhanger that left one wanting more.

“Chu Xi!”

“Wife said she needed to work properly, I’m being very obedient…”

Biting Chu Xi’s lip, Qin Yun chastised: “I’ll deal with you properly tonight!”

The Qin family estate was a typical Chinese-style architectural complex, with winding corridors circling the garden’s waterscapes and green scenery.

Chu Xi strolled leisurely with Uncle Li, casually chatting about the changes in the estate over the years. Eventually, the topic drifted to Qin Yun.

“Miss is happier than anyone now that Miss Chu has returned home. She specifically had your room cleaned and tidied repeatedly, and she hasn’t changed a single piece of the furniture so you’d feel accustomed to it.”

Chu Xi was holding fish food, feeding the koi in the pond. Hearing the butler’s words, she smiled warmly.

“Uncle Li, it’s actually not convenient for me to talk directly with old… uh… with Miss about the past. Since I have this rare opportunity to walk with you, I thought I’d try to get some information indirectly.”

The butler was an old hand and naturally understood what Chu Xi wanted to know. He continued strolling forward with his hands behind his back.

In the past, when the battle for the Qin family inheritance was fierce, and it was unclear who the final head of the family would be, there were many reservations.

Now that Qin Yun had become the matriarch, and Chu Xi was her beloved, the butler felt comfortable talking openly.

“When the Master and Madam passed away one after the other, there was a horde of collateral relatives coveting the Qin family business. Miss, who was not heavily involved in business management, was eager to establish a firm footing. So, she had to make cruel decisions in many matters.

If she had a weakness, I fear it was only you, Miss Chu.

You were young then and naturally didn’t understand the cruel conflicts of interest and the hidden dangers.

You must know that the marketplace is like a battlefield. Moreover, Miss was only a girl in her early twenties at the time. To have to navigate all kinds of social complexities and stand alone at such a young age was incredibly hard on her.

Miss considered it repeatedly before she was forced to decide to let Miss Boer take you away. Firstly, it was so that an excellent person could guide you. Secondly, you would be very safe, and she wouldn’t be too distracted.

Miss was not happy during your absence. She relied on drinking to fall asleep every night. She has missed you dearly all these years.”

What had she done to deserve a woman so privileged, standing on the clouds, to use all her thoughts to cherish someone like herself, who was like dust?

Chu Xi couldn’t handle such a truth. She pursed her lips, her expression difficult.

It turned out Qin Yun had protected her carefully in the most silent way.

She was the greatest savior in her life, yet she chose to push her away during the most difficult time, to bear immense pressure alone, and even conspired with everyone to keep silent about it.

This secrecy lasted for eight long years.

Her knuckles, tightly clenching the fish food, turned white. Chu Xi lowered her eyes, watching the layers of ripples stirred by the hungry koi, and fell into a vicious cycle of self-reproach.

The butler sensed Chu Xi’s low spirits and smiled, patting her shoulder to lighten the mood: “Everything is getting better now, isn’t it? Look at me, I’m being such a forgetful old man. I forgot to say—Welcome home.”

Chu Xi pushed the fish food into the butler’s hand, rushing: “Uncle Li, I forgot my phone. I must be excused.”

The estate was as large as a maze. She had already engraved the shortcut—which corridor to cross and how many turns to take to see the person she desperately missed—into her heart.

Even though they were home, and they had only been apart for a short time, Chu Xi frantically needed to see Qin Yun.

The estate, nestled halfway up the mountain, was tranquil, isolated from the hustle and bustle of the world. The sound of running echoing in the empty corridor brought an unprecedented vitality to the building, which was mostly constructed of solid wood.

Qin Yun was marking up a document with a pen when the door suddenly burst open with a bang.

Chu Xi was usually composed and cautious. This sudden entry was not typical of her style.

Qin Yun was startled by the loud movement, exclaiming: “Hurry, hurry! What’s wrong?”

Chu Xi didn’t say a word. She swiftly walked up to her, sat on the desk, and forcefully pulled the document out of her hand.

Qin Yun felt bewildered but was also curious as to what kind of crazy fit her little girlfriend was having. She leaned back in her chair, ready to savor her serious yet deeply affectionate look.

Chu Xi impatiently pulled Qin Yun back, cupping her cheeks with both hands, and leaned in for a deep, desperate kiss.

Bypassing the soft-lip-teasing-and-rubbing prelude, all that remained was an unstoppable invasion. The wet, soft tongue pushed open the teeth, recklessly exploring the other half.

This game of hide-and-seek quickly turned into relentless entanglement.

Unwilling for Chu Xi to stay uncomfortably hunched over, Qin Yun naturally and actively stood up.

Her hands supported her steadily on the edge of the desk, perfectly circling the sitting Chu Xi in front of her.

Tilting her head slightly, this oblivious kiss was excessively sweet.

Chu Xi’s fingertips were nimble, tracing circles around her lover’s ear. The tingling sensation made Qin Yun close her eyes, smiling, trying to avoid the playful teasing.

Chu Xi gently cupped the back of Qin Yun’s neck, seemingly to help her maintain an upward posture so she wouldn’t get too tired.

In their tacit, lost-in-the-moment embrace, they cared deeply for each other.

This kiss was long and continuous.

For two people who were running towards each other yet constantly missing each other throughout the years, a passionate kiss was not enough to pour out the long-suppressed love.

Finally, they pulled away, breathing rapidly, only to embrace tightly the next second.

Chu Xi couldn’t steady her emotions, but she wanted Qin Yun to know how much she missed her. She choked, losing control: “I missed you!”

Qin Yun leaned into her arms. That tremor-filled, helpless cry struck her heart, causing the back that had always been straight to instantly lose strength.

A sudden sourness welled up in her nose. She slightly frowned and slowly closed her eyes: “Silly girl, we only separated for a little while.”

“I just miss you terribly. What am I going to do?”

Chu Xi was helpless, and Qin Yun was helpless, too.

God, please let us love, until death do us part.

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