I Heard That I am a HeartBreaker - Chapter 32

“Junior! Are you okay! It’s all my fault, I didn’t wring the mop out thoroughly.”

“…You know that. Can you pull me up now?”

Qiu Shuang took the other person’s hand and got up, once again sighing with relief that she wasn’t carrying bowls and chopsticks. Otherwise, not only would she have fallen, but she’d also have to clean up broken plates on the floor, which would have been absolutely awful luck.

“Senior, could you please get me a bottle of water from the fridge downstairs in the cold storage compartment, and also get me the purple towel from the bathroom, thank you.”

Gu Lingxi was very obedient and helped the other person find these items. Qiu Shuang took them, sighed, wrapped the towel around the ice-cold water, and placed it on her ankle.

“If it’s really bad, take tomorrow off. You won’t be able to go to work looking like this.”

Qiu Shuang just shook her head. It was just a sprained ankle; hadn’t she gotten through worse injuries before?

“I absolutely will not take leave and won’t delay work. Getting this internship opportunity was very difficult. I want to learn as much as I can, even if it’s just one more day.”

As Qiu Shuang said this, she tentatively stood up. After walking a couple of steps and confirming the pain was within her tolerance, she finally relaxed completely.

“You can do it. But you’ll have to take taxis to and from work during this time.”

Seeing Qiu Shuang’s persistence, Gu Lingxi didn’t say anything more. She had never suffered any major injury or hardship growing up.

She’d gotten minor scrapes when playing too roughly with others, but back then she had money, and the world revolved around her. People generally coddled her.

It wasn’t until she was living under the same roof with Qiu Shuang that Gu Lingxi felt like this world was truly different.

It was like suddenly dropping from a floating sky down to earth. She realized there were so many distinct rules in life, and that some people couldn’t stop their pace even when injured.

People who always enjoy privileges and love never notice the fringes of the world, just like those sitting in luxury cars might not understand why someone without a raincoat would run miserably in the rain.

Qiu Shuang went to work as normal. Due to her foot issue, she had fewer errands to run.

This accident and the resulting injury didn’t seem to have much impact, only the occasional pain while walking served as a reminder of the unlucky incident that had occurred.

The thing that would truly affect Qiu Shuang was about to arrive.

The worst thing in the world: it’s a hot summer, you’ve fallen, and you’ve sprained your ankle, so how can you take a shower?

Not showering? Impossible. Absolutely impossible.

Qiu Shuang swore that at this moment, her desire to murder Gu Lingxi had reached its peak.

They both fell, but she was the one who sprained her ankle while the other person was perfectly fine. Well, of course, with her serving as a cushion underneath, what could possibly happen to Gu Lingxi!

After struggling for a moment, Qiu Shuang sat miserably on the small stool she had brought in, seemingly thinking about how to complete her shower independently.

In the bathtub? Oh, that would be truly risking death by slipping. Now, she might not even need to slip; having this “sprain buff” made it truly painful.

Qiu Shuang really couldn’t imagine if she was unfortunate enough to slip again, hit her head, and die right here, whether it would affect the property value or what kind of tragic news story it would become.

So, she contemplated a problem. For Qiu Shuang, this was a somewhat risky thought because she couldn’t fully vouch for the other person’s character or values.

Thanks to Ms. Song Ya paving the way, Qiu Shuang now generally believed that rich people were often a bit mentally ill or perverted.

She wasn’t stupid. Good fortune wouldn’t just fall from the sky. How could someone be so lucky to have such a wonderful senior immediately upon entering college, randomly handing her a massive opportunity?

Senior Gu Lingxi inexplicably always wanted to help her. It couldn’t possibly be because she sincerely wanted to be her good friend; Qiu Shuang found such a reason, which only exists in Mary Sue novels, hard to believe.

Furthermore, classmate Gu Lingxi, you look very much like a lesbian.

The reason Qiu Shuang agreed, even though she noticed a subtle hint of something, was that she didn’t want to miss any opportunity, especially one that others were eager to hand to her.

She just needed to reach out and take it. As for the subsequent developments, Qiu Shuang was reasonably confident she could keep things within a certain limit. And if things ended up very badly, what then?

…Qiu Shuang believed that the others remaining would handle everything.

It seemed that encountering these strange people was scary when it was rare, but not scary when it became common.

Because Qiu Shuang believed that this group of people would never stand on the same front. They would fight each other, as savagely as beasts in the animal kingdom competing for a mate.

Stop? They would never stop. All Qiu Shuang could do was find her own opportunity in this terrifying vortex, and find a way to escape…

“Senior, are you there? Could you come here for a moment.”

Gu Lingxi, who was pretending to be busy in the living room, went over with a very “calm” demeanor. She was now once again celebrating her decision to choose a place with only one bathroom when selecting the apartment. If every room had an independent bathroom, it would be no fun at all.

“I’m here, Junior, what’s wrong?”

Gu Lingxi was a little nervous. She didn’t know what was waiting for her behind the door. She had already figured out Qiu Shuang’s personal habits during this time: the other person got up earlier than her, went to bed later than her, and their washing routine didn’t clash.

The one constant was that the other person took a shower every day. But in this situation, how could the other person shower? Could it be that she wanted…

In an instant, a flood of ‘yellow’ thoughts filled Gu Lingxi’s mind. She realized she was an early adopter of the short-haired girl look, and that demographic had always been very popular in the market. Her success rate couldn’t be described as foolproof, but it was successful nine times out of ten.

Gu Lingxi felt that this period might be her most innocent time. She hadn’t followed her past practices and was starting to seriously pursue what the public considered a relationship.

She actually felt like she might have a problem. She liked seeing others’ pained and broken expressions, but all that seemed wrong when applied to Qiu Shuang.

Perhaps it was the ‘filter’ she had placed on the other person. Gu Lingxi always felt Qiu Shuang was mysterious, pure, like a noble flower that shouldn’t be defiled.

But whether something beautiful and mysterious should remain sacred or be utterly crushed for a more intense madness—that would only be revealed by time.

Qiu Shuang pulled the door halfway open. She was wearing a silk camisole slip dress, and one leg was casually bent as she looked at the other person.

Qiu Shuang was always open about actions that inherently carried some suggestion. Perhaps because she was a Northerner, Qiu Shuang actually didn’t care much about these things, nor did she understand why some people would get so excited over such a small thing.

Gu Lingxi looked at her expression and felt like she was regressing. She had seen scenes more stimulating than this, and she had done things more stimulating than this.

Why was it that the other person merely sitting there, slightly tilting her head to look at her, made her feel like she was about to surrender?

“Senior, I want to shower.”

Six words exploded in Gu Lingxi’s head like a thunderbolt. For a moment, she felt like time had stopped, and her heart was pounding erratically.

Qiu Shuang saw Gu Lingxi’s confusion. She wasn’t ignorant of the ‘market’ or certain things; she wasn’t a child.

She hadn’t even taken her clothes off, so why was the other person making such an expression? Thinking this, Qiu Shuang dismissed her original idea.

If she really asked the other person for help, Qiu Shuang seriously suspected the bathroom would become a scene of bloodbath, with the other person having a massive nosebleed. Forget it, better to just ask her to be a lookout.

“Oh, you want to shower… then, what should we do? Do you mean you want me to help you? This, this, this… I don’t really have any experience…”

Gu Lingxi felt like her brain’s CPU was about to overload. She was a little incoherent. Was happiness coming so suddenly?

At the thought of such a thing, Gu Lingxi couldn’t help but have a rush of associated images in her mind.

Then, Qiu Shuang’s next words completely extinguished her burning brain.

“Senior, what are you thinking? It’s like this: I’m afraid I’ll slip inside. Could you please bring a stool and sit by the door to keep an eye on things?”

“Oh, oh, oh, so that’s what it is…”

Well, that was really too bad.

Gu Lingxi was a little dejected, but she didn’t say anything, obediently moved a stool to sit by the door, and listened to the sound of running water inside.

Her mind, accompanied by the sound of the water, started to conjure inappropriate images again. Gu Lingxi quickly patted her face, thinking she must have been single for too long recently.

She couldn’t exactly explain why she had become this inexplicably strange person. Was it the result of a competitive mindset after her sister told her she definitely couldn’t do it?

Gu Lingxi wasn’t sure. Perhaps it was a trace of jealousy she caught when passing a street and seeing couples holding hands.

Money was indeed important; it could buy people’s flattery towards her, but how many of those people genuinely cared for her?

Gu Lingxi could guarantee that no one liked the real her. Maybe it was because she herself was an empty person.

They only liked Gu Lingxi’s flashy appearance and the cash in her pocket.

Gu Lingxi slowly closed her eyes, recalling the scene of their meeting.

When exactly did she start paying attention to the other person? Was it because others said she was famous?

Indeed, every one of Gu Lingxi’s girlfriends was like a luxury item or a designer handbag hanging on her, as if only this could satisfy her inner self.

After all, becoming an excellent person seemed truly difficult, but owning an excellent person seemed quite simple.

Qiu Shuang was standing under the showerhead, looking at the towel hanging nearby, deep in thought. She smiled and knocked on the already locked door.

Gu Lingxi had been spacing out, but the moment she heard the knock, she snapped back to attention.

“What is it, Junior?”

Qiu Shuang’s voice drifted through the locked door. The sound seemed to carry a certain magic, or perhaps, having just showered, it carried a wisp of steam that infiltrated her mind.

“Senior, I forgot to grab a towel.”

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