My Clingy Fiancée Is Forcing Me to Marry Her Again - Chapter 32.2

Sister Li, I really want to cry hard.” Her voice sounded like the rambling of a person waking up in the middle of the night, and she looked completely out of sorts.

“Does Sister’s song have poison in it?”

Li Fangge was genuinely confused. Did everyone have to express their feelings about her singing this way?

Did liking it have to be expressed through crying?!

She couldn’t tell at all if the tears in Guan Xiaoyu’s eyes right now were tears of anger or of adoration.

“Pfft—”

With this laugh, Guan Xiaoyu regained a little bit of her lively spirit. “If Sister Li’s song is poisonous, then I’d rather be afflicted with an irreversible, deadly poison.”

“You certainly dare to say that,” Li Fangge moved a little to the left and then patted the right side of the piano bench. “Sit here.”

Guan Xiaoyu hesitated, hid her phone behind her back, and gently bit her lower-left lip. “Is that okay?”

Her voice was full of joy, and a smile showed through her still-hazy, tear-filled eyes.

“Why wouldn’t it be okay?”

“If—” Guan Xiaoyu lightly sniffed. “If Sister Li hears my fierce heartbeat, will you laugh at me for having no self-control?”

After saying that, she blinked her thick eyelashes, and a heart-wrenching innocence flashed in her eyes.

Originally, Li Fangge’s heart was as silent as a deep-night lake. Hearing her say this, the heart hidden in her chest seemed to be enchanted by a love spell, beginning to thump uncontrollably.

“Why would I laugh at you?”

What right do I have to laugh at you?

Li Fangge’s pleasant voice revealed her obvious bewilderment. At this moment, even if she wasn’t more flustered than Guan Xiaoyu, she was at least just as helpless.

“What should I do? I think I like Sister Li even more now!”

Guan Xiaoyu refused to take a step forward. Even though she desperately wanted to, she wouldn’t sit on Li Fangge’s right side.

Everything she had ever dreamed of was within reach, yet she restrained herself, holding back. Her left hand, hidden behind her back, was already clenched into a hard, stone-like fist, and the phone in her right hand was almost crushed.

“If you like me more, then like me more. You don’t need to use self-control around Sister.”

Li Fangge was extremely surprised to hear herself say such a thing.

At this moment, she, too, began to worry that Guan Xiaoyu might notice her heart, which felt like it was about to leap out of her chest.

“But,” Guan Xiaoyu lowered her head, “isn’t Sister Li afraid of my pheromones?”

“If Sister is afraid, will you never come close to her?”

Logic told Li Fangge that she should say she was afraid and keep her distance from her.

But the words that came out not only lacked fear or rejection but carried a kind of desperate encouragement and enchantment.

Guan Xiaoyu suddenly looked up. Clearly, Li Fangge’s words surprised and startled her. “Of course not. I just wanted to wait until Sister was ready—”

“Sister asked you to sit, so sit.”

“Oh.”

Guan Xiaoyu gave a slight smile and finally sat down decisively next to Li Fangge.

One of them was facing the piano, and the other had her back to it. The distance between their right shoulders was only two or three centimeters; they could clearly sense the body heat beneath the other’s thin clothing.

“Are you still angry now?”

Li Fangge’s gaze was fixed on the distinct black and white keys of the piano.

She had never spoken to anyone in such a gentle voice, with tenderness, caution, and probing in her tone and manner.

Although she knew she didn’t have to be this way, she couldn’t help but be extremely careful. Guan Xiaoyu might seem devoted and passionate, but at the same time, she was absolutely the most easily hurt type.

“I’m still angry, but—”

Guan Xiaoyu only wanted to laugh now. She felt she must have become foolish, foolish with happiness.

Every time she was this close to Li Fangge, she would be as happy as a frivolous hydrogen balloon, feeling as if a mere breeze could blow her away.

“Still ‘but’? Sister has already sung for you twice, hasn’t she? And it was—”

Li Fangge wasn’t sure if this could count as their exclusive memory.

Strictly speaking, everything about the Scummy A had become a part of her.

She didn’t have a strong sense of boundaries, nor did she feel repelled or disliked toward the Scummy A, who had given her a second life.

Now she could even understand the Scummy A’s style of dress and her pain, recognizing why she fled and self-medicated, so she could also largely accept her memories.

“Thank you, Sister Li. I knew it. You are the one who understands my heart best in this world.”

“That’s not an exaggeration, is it?”

“If that weren’t true, why did Sister know what was in my heart just by looking at me a moment ago?”

“Who told you to stand at the door, looking at Sister foolishly, just like before.”

“I forbid Sister from calling me foolish.”

“But you do look foolish.”

“In that case, is the me who likes Sister Li foolish?”

“If you weren’t foolish, how would you like a Sister like me?”

“I only feel incredibly lucky and happy to be sitting shoulder-to-shoulder with Sister Li like this. Moreover, Sister is playing the piano and singing just for me. I’m so happy I’m about to melt! How could I possibly not like a Sister like this!”

“Did you just eat candy? Why is your mouth so sweet?”

“Sister, my mouth has always been very sweet.”

“Is that so?”

I really want to kiss it and see.

This spontaneous thought made Li Fangge panic for a moment, her heart giving a jolt.

Since when did her liking for Guan Xiaoyu become so clearly defined and concrete?

When Bai Shao said she was falling for her yesterday, she hadn’t taken it seriously.

Now, there were no orange blossom-like pheromones in the air, so why would she feel the impulse to kiss her?

Could it really just be because she said her mouth was sweet? How absurd!

“Sister Li will find out sooner or later.”

Guan Xiaoyu turned sideways, her right shoulder lightly brushing against Li Fangge’s right shoulder.

It was just a light touch, but Li Fangge’s entire body was immediately set ablaze with a roaring fire, making her unbearably hot and restless.

So, she subtly moved a little to the left and deliberately brought up a topic that would make her pull back from the edge. “What will it take for you to forgive Sister?”

She knew Guan Xiaoyu was looking at her, but she refused to turn around, her gaze almost stubbornly fixed on the piano keys.

It was as if they made eye contact now, her heartbeat would be heard by her.

This feeling of worry made her so flustered and helpless, but it also made her incredibly excited and joyful.

“Ah, I’ll never be the first person to hear Sister play and sing.”

The deep regret in Guan Xiaoyu’s tone didn’t sound like a complaint at all, yet it inexplicably made Li Fangge feel guilty.

So, like an idiot, she explained to her, “Sister Yi was eavesdropping that night. If you don’t believe me, you can ask her yourself.”

“Then why didn’t Sister Li give me a chance to eavesdrop?”

“That’s a bit unreasonable, isn’t it?”

Li Fangge found this bantering exchange quite interesting.

“What should I do? I just can’t get over my anger!”

“How about Sister sings for you one more time?”

“Sister Li, it’s not a matter of how many times you sing anymore.”

“Can you just put Sister out of her misery?”

“Now—” Guan Xiaoyu paused. “Sister Li, look at me. Is the piano more beautiful than I am?”

Li Fangge’s face flushed hot. Had she noticed that she was avoiding her gaze?

If this continued, her pheromones would go out of control.

Despite this worry, she still involuntarily turned her head and said just as involuntarily, “Of course you’re the beautiful one. Isn’t that obvious?”

“Then Sister has to keep looking at me. Only then can I believe what you’re saying is true.”

Guan Xiaoyu smiled gently, her smile full of the warmth of a spring breeze.

Li Fangge genuinely wanted to just lean in and kiss her to confirm if her mouth was really as sweet as she claimed.

As their eyes met, more suspicious pink color spread across Guan Xiaoyu’s face.

But Li Fangge no longer had the capacity to care about any of that. Her mind was filled only with: kiss her, kiss her, kiss her…

“Now, I believe a little bit of what Sister said.”

Guan Xiaoyu lowered her eyelids, her thick, dark lashes casting a faint shadow.

Li Fangge also looked down slightly. At some point, Guan Xiaoyu’s lips had become even redder, like a flower, looking especially sweet and making her particularly want to kiss them.

Her throat suddenly felt dry and itchy for no reason.

She didn’t understand what was happening to her body, or perhaps, she wasn’t sure if Guan Xiaoyu had done something to her that was invisible to the eye. Otherwise, why would she become so restless?

Li Fangge unconsciously swallowed. “Did you take your inhibitors?”

“I always take them when I come to see Sister, so don’t worry, Sister.” Guan Xiaoyu picked at the fleshy part between the thumb and forefinger of her left hand, her gaze on Li Fangge’s slender fingers. As if she had thought of something, she also quietly and involuntarily swallowed.

“That’s good.”

“If Sister Li wants me to forgive you,”

Guan Xiaoyu suddenly looked up, her cunning gaze locking onto Li Fangge’s eyes.

She smiled and said clearly and seriously, “Right now, I want Sister to kiss me!”—