Fell In Love With My Older Sister’s Friend - Chapter 93

The two of them were intimate on the sofa for another half hour. Lin Qingyue persistently demanded to see where she had “grown,” while Big Orange meowed around them. Xu Luzhi unceremoniously confined it again.

Lin Qingyue glanced at Big Orange disappearing behind the curtain and sighed faintly, “You are so cruel.”

Showing no mercy to a poor, pitiful little cat.

Xu Luzhi made a sound of disdain, leaning close to Lin Qingyue’s ear, exhaling heat, “Does big sister really wish to be interrupted like this?”

“Or perhaps, big sister enjoys having others watch us being intimate, hmm?” Her voice was suppressed very low, carrying a teasing tone, deliberately wanting to tease Lin Qingyue, a pleasant chuckle in her throat. “If big sister likes it, it’s not impossible.”

Being watched by Big Orange might even be more stimulating.

Lin Qingyue indeed became a little annoyed, opening her mouth to bite Xu Luzhi’s thin earlobe: “Don’t talk nonsense.”

When the beauty was playfully angry, her cheeks were flushed with crimson, her peach blossom eyes wide open. The spot where her sandalwood mouth had bitten felt tingly and slightly damp.

Xu Luzhi squinted in pleasure, even wanting another bite.

She deliberately moved closer: “Is big sister shy?”

Their cheeks were pressed together, warm, and even a light touch sent an indescribable soul-stirring pleasure.

Lin Qingyue sighed, opening her arms to tightly hug the girl’s neck, slowly leaving a few bite marks on her neck.

Actively throwing herself into the embrace, Xu Luzhi was overjoyed, but still pretended to be uncooperative, whimpering coquettishly, “Big sister, it hurts.”

Lin Qingyue bit again, murmuring, “Serves you right.”

Her anger had subsided, and with a curve of her lips, she was alluringly beautiful, making Xu Luzhi inexplicably recall a string of grapes she had eaten before dark purple, perfectly ripe, so tender they looked like they would drip water with a touch.

She couldn’t help but feel restless and rubbed against Lin Qingyue a bit uncontrollably: “Big sister, you still haven’t given me my birthday present.”

She thought that if Lin Qingyue hadn’t prepared anything, well, then she would give herself to her.

Although she always wanted to cherish and enjoy it slowly, it seemed opening it early to enjoy it might also be quite nice, on such a meaningful day.

Well, it was a bit wanton, but she liked being wanton.

After all, she would be hers sooner or later, every part of Lin Qingyue was hers.

Xu Luzhi buried her head in Lin Qingyue’s softness, taking a deep breath of the sweet milky scent, eyes closed, purely savoring the long awaited warmth.

It felt so comfortable; she wanted to stay close like this forever.

Lin Qingyue, however, stroked her head and said seriously, “Get up, I’ll give it to you.”

Xu Luzhi obediently stood up, her round eyes looking at Lin Qingyue curiously, like a little puppy eagerly searching for treasure: “What will big sister give me?”

Lin Qingyue did not answer but picked up a tablet from the nearby desk and handed it to Xu Luzhi.

Before Xu Luzhi could react, the facial recognition unlocked the tablet instantly. Lin Qingyue naturally began searching through it. Xu Luzhi tried to lean over to see, but Lin Qingyue gently pushed her hand away.

She instructed, “Go over there, no peeking.”

After saying that, she winked mysteriously. Xu Luzhi was utterly smitten by the wink, feeling light-headed, and floated back to the sofa, sitting properly with her back to Lin Qingyue.

In her mind, however, she was guessing what big sister would give her.

What in a tablet could be something to give as a gift?

But as long as it was from Lin Qingyue, even if it was just a doodle or a smiley face, she would treasure it and be perfectly content.

After waiting a moment, Lin Qingyue said, “Okay, turn around.”

Xu Luzhi turned around, and the flowing sound of the guzheng accompanied her movement. Before she could react, she opened her eyes wide in confusion, and two trills sounded, involuntarily plucking at her heartstrings.

She was about to speak when she noticed something, pressed her lips together, and looked at Lin Qingyue’s appearance.

She was already wearing little in the summer, but Lin Qingyue had now taken off her small outer jacket, leaving only a thin tube top. Her short skirt reached the top of her thighs, and Xu Luzhi’s sharp eyes spotted a black thigh ring cinching the flesh of her snow white, smooth thigh.

Her long hair cascaded like a waterfall, curving around her neck and shoulders, occasionally spilling onto her back, concealing that deep spinal groove. Her red lips were even redder, with a crystal clear, dewy effect, looking as if they would burst with moisture. Her peach blossom eyes were now focused on her, misty, enchanting, yet deeply affectionate.

Deep affection without a hint of concealment.

Lin Qingyue’s chin was slightly raised, a smile playing on her lips, her eyes crystalline clear. Across the distance, she inexplicably gave off a sense of fragility.

An ineffable melancholy, yet she was smiling with captivating charm.

Xu Luzhi instinctively wanted to reach out and grab her, but Lin Qingyue slyly shook her head. Holding the tablet, her fingertips moved swiftly across the screen, the electronic sounds from the instrument software flowing out continuously, forming a piece.

It was a lyrical melody, flowing with lingering tenderness, circling back and forth, expressing endless yearning and grievance, constantly wanting to turn and retreat, yet constantly wanting to step forward and embrace you.

“The jianxia grass is luxuriant, the white dew turns to frost; the one I long for is on the other side of the water,” Lin Qingyue opened her lips and hummed softly. It took a while for Xu Luzhi to recognize what she was singing.

It was the most famous chapter from the Book of Songs, Jianjia.

Her Chinese teacher had said that these poems were originally songs that could be played and sung, but the musical scores had been lost over thousands of years, leaving only the lyrics.

It turned out that this kind of mournful, repeating rhythm, when sung, was incredibly beautiful.

Since Lin Qingyue didn’t have a guzheng, she cleverly chose to use the electronic music from the tablet as a substitute, better than nothing. Her story filled, smoky voice compensated well for this shortcoming. Her red lips moved, murmuring an old dream that was sorrowful but not wounding.

“To go upstream against it, the path is steep and long; to go downstream following it, she seems to be in the middle of the water.” Back and forth, repeatedly, just these few lines, but Lin Qingyue looked at her so solemnly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Although they were only a few steps apart, Xu Luzhi felt as if there was a real chasm between them.

The path being steep and long was certain, but she should not be on the other side of the water.

She was right before her eyes, not leaving, and would not let Lin Qingyue linger.

Before Lin Qingyue could make a decision, she would rush up and embrace her, not allowing her to have any unnecessary thoughts.

Xu Luzhi listened, engrossed without realizing it, suddenly transported back to their first meeting. Separated by a thin door, Lin Qingyue was bathing inside, the out-of-tune music ethereal and clear, and before even meeting her, Xu Luzhi’s heart was already thrown into disarray.

The woman in her dreams was seductive and bold, yet inexplicably gave off a sense of distance.

She was clearly smiling at you, but you could never get close to her.

The woman in her dream and the Lin Qingyue before her overlapped. Xu Luzhi was deeply shaken. As soon as Lin Qingyue put down the tablet and gave her a charming smile, Xu Luzhi rushed forward without hesitation, hugging her tightly, and repeatedly called out, “Big sister, big sister, big sister…”

Lin Qingyue obediently let her hold her, smiling sweetly, “I’m here.”

She stroked Xu Luzhi’s head and smiled gently, “Happy birthday, little Zhizhi.”

“Big sister.” Xu Luzhi came back to her senses, realizing that the atmosphere just now was only music, and they were very close; there was no need to worry too much.

She pressed her head against Lin Qingyue’s neck, rubbing continuously, “Big sister played so beautifully, and sang so beautifully too.”

“Mm,” Lin Qingyue said casually, “I wanted to write a piece last year; I finally finished it this year.”

She rubbed Xu Luzhi’s head and said solemnly, “It’s for little Zhizhi, my first audience.”

“Thank you, big sister, I love this gift so much.” Xu Luzhi suddenly felt a bit dejected, “Why didn’t I record it just now?”

“Silly girl,” Lin Qingyue said softly, “If I record it, you won’t cherish it as much. Only by listening to it once will you keep savoring it.”

“Nonsense, I will listen to what big sister plays over and over again,” Xu Luzhi retorted. “I don’t care, then big sister must play it for me again in the future.”

“There will be a chance,” Lin Qingyue chuckled lightly.

Xu Luzhi didn’t see the light, cheerful smile in the woman’s beautiful eyes. Beneath the surface, there was an unfathomable sadness.

To go upstream against it, the path is steep and long.

Lin Qingyue squeezed Xu Luzhi’s hand, smiling faintly, “Didn’t you say just now that you would give me a wish? I’ve thought of mine.”

Xu Luzhi looked up, watching her eagerly, “What is big sister’s wish?”

Lin Qingyue lowered her eyelashes and murmured, “I wish, not so soon, that you would come to love me when I am completely pure.”

When she was free from all constraints, when she could walk openly in the sunlight, would Xu Luzhi still love her?

But how she wished that if she had never drunk the poisoned wine, she could face Xu Luzhi as her best self.

The current her was burdened with the sin she was born with, entirely dark, and the culprit was still at large.

This kind of Lin Qingyue was unworthy of such a good Xu Luzhi.

Xu Luzhi didn’t hear clearly, “What?”

Lin Qingyue shook her head, reaching up to smooth her hair, discreetly wiping away a tear that had slipped from the corner of her eye. Her expression remained unchanged, “I hope that all of Xu Luzhi’s wishes will come true.”

Not just the wishes related to her, but all other wishes.

For example, achieving great success, making contributions, flying to the height she ought to reach, seeing many, many people better than Lin Qingyue.

Even if her choice was no longer her, it didn’t matter. She was meant to live alone and solitary, secluded from others.

She shouldn’t have been born into this world at all.

Lin Qingyue closed her eyes, attempting to rest her chin on Xu Luzhi’s head as she usually did, but forgot that Xu Luzhi had grown taller and she couldn’t reach anymore.

She paused for a moment, then pouted, “You be shorter.”

Xu Luzhi immediately and obediently bent down, and Lin Qingyue successfully rested her chin on Xu Luzhi’s soft hair, letting out a long sigh.

Downstairs was bustling and chaotic, but upstairs was a world uniquely theirs.

If only they could always be this carefree, if only the time could always be this peaceful.

Little Zhizhi, I really want to be by your side, to grow up with you, do you know?

Xu Luzhi murmured in her arms, “It seems our wishes are the same, big sister.”

Her hand was tightly held by a warm, soft little hand, firm and gentle, bringing immense security.

She thought numbly, they would take it one day at a time.

She still remembered the panic of leaving Weicheng a year ago. At that time, she swore she didn’t want to live like this, constantly hiding.

Then, there was only one way.

Completely resolve that man’s issue.