Fell In Love With My Older Sister’s Friend - Chapter 42

Meng Fan didn’t know where to begin for a moment. She wanted to properly warn Lin Qingyue not to be careless, but she probably wouldn’t listen; she wanted to say a few sarcastic things, but it would make her seem petty.

In the end, she just stood outside the door curtain holding her pipa, let out a long sigh, and said gently but helplessly, “Qingyue, you always think too simply.”

For so many years, countless people had pursued Lin Qingyue. Every time, she would carry on as usual, neither getting overly intimate nor keeping a respectful distance, thus attracting a swarm of admirers.

Each time Meng Fan tried to persuade her a little, Lin Qingyue would rest her chin lazily and say, “Why should I wrong myself just to make someone else happy?”

She would toss her head back, her long hair flying, her beautiful eyes sparkling with light, capable of easily stunning anyone who looked at her.

Such peerless beauty truly couldn’t be hidden, so Meng Fan stopped persuading and chose to silently stay by her side, waiting for an opportunity to strike while the iron was hot.

Who would have thought that her intentions were ultimately too subtle, causing her to lose the first chance…

Lin Qingyue was completely unaware of Meng Fan’s various feelings, or perhaps she was aware but pretended not to notice.

Her gaze was fixed intently on Xu Luzhi between her legs, and her words floated lightly, “What could be so complicated?”

It was nothing more than borrowing a lap to sleep on; it didn’t count as much.

Moreover, the other person was just a child.

Meng Fan said quietly, “You know perfectly well.”

She didn’t say much, but Lin Qingyue could understand the implied meaning in her words the sour tone indicated her feelings about something not dating Xu Luwei, but getting involved with her younger sister?

Lin Qingyue shook her head, “Just a child.”

Meng Fan deeply felt that she must have some kind of bad luck with the Xu family. Intentions obvious to a fool, yet the cunning as a fox Lin Qingyue couldn’t see them!

She couldn’t help but start to suspect that Lin Qingyue hadn’t just been stimulated too much, but had actually crossed a moral line and fallen for a minor.

A faint sneer touched the corner of Meng Fan’s mouth, “She’s almost an adult. Can you guarantee there won’t be any ideas?”

She stated her conclusion, “I heard younger sisters often like older sisters the most. You better keep your distance.”

The hand Lin Qingyue had on Xu Luzhi’s back suddenly paused, lingering on the beautiful shoulder blades on her back. Through the thin layer of clothing, she unconsciously exerted a bit of force.

She didn’t want to think about such irrelevant issues, nor did she want to discuss them with Meng Fan.

Even if Little Zhi had any feelings, they would be as crystal clear and pure as dew on a flower petal. Hearing it from someone else felt like a defilement.

Lin Qingyue said lightly, “Even if there are, it’s just adolescent attachment, it doesn’t count for much.”

If she really broke off ties with Xu Luzhi because of such pure reliance, the psychological trauma inflicted on the child would only be greater.

She couldn’t stand seeing children cry the most. Big, teardrops falling like they were free, hot and scalding, making her heart ache, so she couldn’t bring herself to be harsh.

Meng Fan did not reply, only gave a cold laugh. Her face was naturally inclined toward a gentle type, but when she sneered, it gained a certain sharpness.

Seeing Lin Qingyue look away, Meng Fan knew she was annoyed and that saying more was useless, so she snorted coldly.

“Besides,” Lin Qingyue said slowly, “there’s still a year left.”

She abruptly cut off the conversation, not continuing, but the meaning behind her words was extremely clear.

A youthful crush is like the crystal clear dewdrop on a gardenia petalsh aking beautifully, but it won’t last long; it evaporates as soon as the sun comes out, leaving no trace of water.

Xu Luzhi was an overly intelligent girl, possessing the common way of thinking of a science student, and thus was rational. There was a whole year before she reached adulthood after just celebrating her seventeenth birthday. Such a long time even the most romantic feelings would tire out.

To her, [Xu Luzhi] was just a pretty older sister whose looks momentarily dazzled her. Once she got to know her better, and after starting university where she met even more outstanding and beautiful people, those ambiguous feelings would naturally dissipate like smoke.

Meng Fan realized that Lin Qingyue had a habit of deceiving herself, always hoping that suitors would discover her flaws and then stop liking her.

But in the eyes of someone who truly liked her, how could she have flaws…?

Meng Fan suppressed her feelings for a long time, let out a long breath, and finally just waved her hand weakly, leaving behind the phrase, “Suit yourself.”

Watching Meng Fan’s slightly lonely, slender back leave, Lin Qingyue felt a sense of relief. She lowered her head to check on Xu Luzhi’s condition, only to realize the young girl had woken up at some point.

Not only was she awake, but she was lying quietly on Lin Qingyue’s lap, obediently looking up at her.

Xu Luzhi’s chin was pointed, and her eyes were big and round, like watery grapes. Perhaps because she had just woken up, there was a hint of drowsiness in her eyes as she blinked, seemingly about to fall asleep again at any second.

“Awake?” Lin Qingyue’s hand lightly brushed over her back, a fleeting touch before retracting.

A natural smile was on the woman’s face, but inside, she was somewhat uncertain whether Xu Luzhi had overheard their conversation.

Of course, even if she had heard, ZhiZhi was smart and wouldn’t show it.

It only made her feel a bit despicable as an adult, enjoying the young girl’s pure and untainted admiration without offering any response or pulling away. Not taking the initiative, not refusing, not taking responsibility what a complete jerk Lin Qingyue was.

Just as Lin Qingyue was lost in rambling thoughts, she heard a muffled, “Mmm,” seemingly still half-asleep, with a slight nasal tone, meekly and obediently.

Xu Luzhi blinked her eyes and softly asked, “Sister, did she come to take you away?”

Saying that, she looked down at the time, feigning surprise, “Oh, it’s so late!”

Lin Qingyue looked down; without realizing it, more than two hours had passed, and the hands pointed towards the late afternoon. She would be off work soon.

It seemed Meng Fan saying the time was up was not an excuse after all.

“Is Sister going back now?” Xu Luzhi stood up and waved politely, “Then, goodbye, Sister!”

The young girl’s small palm waved gently, her fingers fair and white, like pearls, making one want to gently hold them in their own palm.