Fell In Love With My Older Sister’s Friend - Chapter 103

Xu Luzhi fulfilled her promise, frequently spending a year or half a year in various countries. On one hand, she was learning advanced technology, and on the other, she was taking Lin Qingyue out to relax and see the world.

Before meeting Xu Luzhi, Lin Qingyue was trapped in a dark, remote mountain village.

With Xu Luzhi, Lin Qingyue gained the entire world.

Sometimes when Lin Qingyue was too lazy to fly around, Xu Luzhi would patiently hold her on her lap, coaxing her over and over again until Lin Qingyue finally agreed. Then Xu Luzhi would smile like a child.

Lin Qingyue curved her lips: “You miss me that much?”

Xu Luzhi replied righteously, “Of course I miss Big Sister.”

She lowered her head and pressed a kiss to Lin Qingyue’s lips, sweet and fragrant, a taste she couldn’t get enough of.

Lin Qingyue cooperatively puckered her lips slightly, and their mouths met with a soft smack.

The arms encircling her were slender yet strong, with a thin layer of muscle from excessive exercise, and they felt good to bite into.

The young woman’s smile was radiant, her round eyes so clear and pure. Even after being together for many years, the passionate sincerity from that seventeenth year had not diminished in the slightest.

Lin Qingyue knew that Xu Luzhi didn’t just want to stick close to her; she wanted her to travel and see more.

She wanted to show all the beauty of the world to her Big Sister.

She wanted her to experience a life without restraint as well.

Lin Qingyue obediently accepted, gradually becoming completely at ease, spending Xu Luzhi’s money, eating the food Xu Luzhi cooked, and even enjoying Xu Luzhi’s “services” at night she was spoiled absolutely rotten.

Xu Luzhi held her, and she held the big orange cat, making the large sofa incredibly cozy.

The kissing atmosphere subsided. With one glance from Xu Luzhi, the big orange cat let out a wronged meow, consciously jumped down, walked away, and lay down quietly in its cat bed.

Licking its tail mournfully, it had long been neutered and felt it best to stay away from these adult matters.

Xu Luzhi pinched Lin Qingyue’s waist. It was slender, with a smooth touch that was impossible to let go of.

She leaned down and gently licked a spot on Lin Qingyue’s waist.

This elicited an irrepressible soft cry from the woman. Her delicate hand rested on Xu Luzhi’s hair, weakly pushing down, as if resisting yet inviting: “We have a flight tomorrow…”

Xu Luzhi wouldn’t let go: “Mmm, so we need to rest early.”

Lin Qingyue: “…”

Why must rest be preceded by a workout?

It was another day of being carried by Xu Luzhi to take a hot bath. Lin Qingyue languidly sprawled in the tub, allowing the young woman to diligently scrub her.

As expected of the self-proclaimed ‘Big Powerhouse 1’ (a term implying a dominant partner), her technique had greatly improved after so many years; the massage pressure was neither too light nor too heavy just right.

Lin Qingyue felt sleepy and, enveloped by Xu Luzhi’s warm presence, unintentionally closed her eyes.

She wasn’t worried about drowning in the bathtub at all; she knew Xu Luzhi would carry her back to bed.

She had a home, and they were each other’s wives.

The most important person.

Although they often wandered between countries, Xu Luzhi was still attached to home. Every few months, she would return to the country with Lin Qingyue.

Lin Qingyue was neither enthusiastic nor opposed to returning home Xu Luzhi arranged everything for her, and all she had to do was eat, sleep, and play.

If she didn’t feel like it, she didn’t even have to see guests.

However, Father Xu and Mother Xu were polite to her, so she couldn’t stay in her room all the time. Thus, taking advantage of Xu Luzhi being out, she tried to do some housework.

Despite being pampered for so many years, she no longer remembered how to even wash dishes.

But that didn’t stop Lin Qingyue from trying to appear docile and sweet.

As soon as she stepped out of the room, she ran into Auntie Lin, who brought her a plate of fresh lychees, already peeled and pitted. The sweet juice burst in her mouth, perfectly chilled. Lin Qingyue ate them one after another with great relish.

In a blink of an eye, she forgot about housework and swayed on the balcony swing for a while. She heard movement behind her.

It must be Xu Luzhi.

Lin Qingyue didn’t turn back and affectionately whined like a cat: “Missed you”

Xu Luzhi loved hearing such direct and bold words. She wasn’t shy about saying them, as she truly missed Xu Luzhi.

Even if they were separated for just a few hours, she couldn’t help but miss her.

There was silence from behind her.

Lin Qingyue grumbled dissatisfiedly, thinking Xu Luzhi was being deliberately slow today.

She ignored the person behind her and kept swaying on the swing, her long legs hanging down, her snow-white feet swinging back and forth, making one dizzy just watching.

“Lin Qingyue.” The tone was gentle and calm, with a hint of helplessness. Lin Qingyue’s heart jumped, and she subconsciously stopped the swing, only to realize she had kicked her shoes somewhere. She simply stood up barefoot.

Turning around, she saw Xu Luwei in a long dress.

Xu Luwei’s high heels lay near her feet where they had just rolled off.

Lin Qingyue: “…”

She took a deep breath, momentarily awkward, unsure how to face Xu Luwei.

To be honest, she and Xu Luwei had never been close, and after formally getting together with Xu Luzhi, the two of them hadn’t interacted much. In this setting, it was extremely awkward.

It was strange although they were both on the “receiving” end in their relationships, Lin Qingyue had become increasingly willful and playful over the years, as if returned to her teenage years. Meanwhile, Xu Luwei, who was naturally composed, now appeared even more serene and elegant, making others hesitant to approach her at first glance.

Seeing Xu Luwei, Lin Qingyue felt like a mouse spotting a cat, her aura instantly deflating. She respectfully called out to Xu Luzhi’s older sister: “Sister.”

Then, with a grimace, she bent down barefoot to pick up her high heels and put them on, her dark hair cascading down without her even bothering to tidy it.

Xu Luwei quietly observed the woman before her. It had been a while since they last met, and her complexion was even more ravishingly beautiful, her figure even more striking. Time seemed to be moving backward for her not only had she not aged, but she looked younger.

Her eyes were no longer filled with loneliness and melancholy, but with the freedom to laugh, curse, and express herself as she pleased utterly carefree.

Her joy, anger, charm, and smiles were all full of allure, making her even more captivating.

Xu Luwei sighed inwardly about her sister’s excellent judgment and skill in capturing such a wild horse and then pampering her so unrestrainedly.

In comparison, her own romantic journey had been much bumpier than her sister’s.

With the atmosphere now cold and silent, Lin Qingyue wanted nothing more than to hide, yet she forced herself to act as if nothing was wrong. Xu Luwei, however, was used to such situations and easily offered a polite greeting: “You’re back?”

Lin Qingyue nodded: “Mmm.”

The politeness and upbringing displayed by Xu Luwei, along with the similar aura she shared with Xu Luzhi, quickly helped her relax and become less constrained.

After chatting casually for a bit, Lin Qingyue finally couldn’t contain her curiosity. With Xu Luzhi away, she desperately wanted to subtly probe into Xu Luwei’s own love life.

She almost tried to introduce the topic, but stopped herself just in time. The reason? A trace of melancholy in Xu Luwei’s eyes.

It inexplicably reminded her of a spring rain in Jiangnan, with white pear blossoms covering the flagstone path, making one unwilling to tread upon them.

Lin Qingyue involuntarily felt a pang of sympathy. Calculating their ages, Xu Luzhi was in her mid-twenties, and both she and Xu Luwei were already past thirty.

Thirty years old, in the lesbian community, is the age of the most sought after yujie (mature, sophisticated older woman archetype), but in the worldly sense, it signifies gradually aging looks and increasingly heavy burdens.

During New Year’s Eve dinners over the years, Lin Qingyue had heard Father Xu and Mother Xu openly and subtly ask Xu Luwei about finding a suitable marriage alliance. They even indirectly asked if Xu Luwei was also a lesbian.

Mother Xu had sighed earnestly, “Weiwei, we only wish for your happiness. It doesn’t matter if you also like women.”

Xu Luwei remained silent, her slender, snow-white neck held high, quietly serving a piece of food into Mother Xu’s bowl.

No one could tell what she was thinking or what she was waiting for.

Lin Qingyue only knew from Xu Luzhi that Xu Luwei had been working overtime more and more in recent years, which had resulted in resounding fame in the business world and wealth and status easily within reach.

Lin Qingyue observed Xu Luwei before her. She was still meticulously and exquisitely dressed, dignified, elegant, calm, and detached a complete opposite of Lin Qingyue.

Her face was still so ethereal and beautiful, like an transcendent celestial maiden from the Ninth Heaven, which made one’s heart pause, unwilling to approach. Yet, she smiled so gently at you, extending a hand from a distance.

Easy to approach, yet keeping people a thousand miles away. What kind of person could be worthy of such a Xu Luwei?

Lin Qingyue’s head ached from thinking, and she felt a pang of heartache. Finally, she tried to gently persuade Xu Luwei: “It’s okay if you find someone else if there’s a suitable one.”

There’s no need to wait so long, to wait for someone to grow up for so, so long. It wasn’t necessarily that the other person was at fault it was just that they started with different paces.

How many people could be like Xu Luzhi, who rose to fame before even graduating from university, possessing abundant capital and leverage to openly pursue Lin Qingyue’s affection?

Xu Luwei’s back was perfectly straight, and she smiled quietly: “Mmm.”

Her words had become fewer and fewer, perhaps because she had few friends to begin with, and her sister had gone abroad, leaving her with few people to talk to.

Just as Lin Qingyue was racking her brain trying to think of something else to say, Xu Luzhi returned at the perfect moment, opening with a sweet call: “Sister!”

She handed a bag to Xu Luwei, smiling sweetly: “I knew Sister would be visiting, so I deliberately queued up to buy your favorite crystal pastry. It’s still warm, try some?”

A faint smile finally appeared on Xu Luwei’s face, and she said softly, “Okay.”

She stroked her sister’s head, subtly glancing at Lin Qingyue, “Zhizhi is really well-behaved.”

Lin Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Xu Luwei happy made her own heart feel a bit better.

Because she had experienced suffering, she didn’t want to see others in pain.

Xu Luzhi sat with Xu Luwei for a while, chatting, and only returned to Lin Qingyue’s side that evening.

The moment she hugged Lin Qingyue, her ear was pulled: “Hmm, what is that scent on you?”

Xu Luzhi sniffed and suddenly realized, “Ah, that’s Sister’s perfume.”

She immediately stood up: “I’m going to take a shower.”

“No need.” Lin Qingyue successfully played a trick and smiled contentedly, pulling Xu Luzhi back into her embrace and gently stroking her long hair, “I don’t mind that at all.”

Xu Luzhi’s love for her was abundant, and she wasn’t nervous about Xu Luzhi at all, nor would she be jealous over something like this.

“I know Sister is the best,” Xu Luzhi murmured softly, resting her cheek against Lin Qingyue’s chest and listening to her heartbeat.

“Be good. Since you’re here for a rare visit, spend some more time with your sister,” Lin Qingyue said sincerely.

Perhaps only Xu Luzhi could make Xu Luwei a little bit happier.

“I’ll listen to whatever Sister says.” Xu Luzhi kissed Lin Qingyue and closed her eyes.

Another night with Lin Qingyue present, she could sleep soundly.

Oh, wait, she slept soundly every single day.