My Clingy Fiancée Is Forcing Me to Marry Her Again - Chapter 52.1

Guan Xiaoyu did not answer.

Li Fangge’s question, “Guan Xiaoyu, what exactly is your plan?” seemed to be quickly sucked away, like stars in the night sky.

In the pitch-black surroundings, the chirping of crickets rose and fell, sounding quite joyful, as if they were celebrating some happy news.

Li Fangge didn’t really want to know the specifics of Guan Xiaoyu’s plan, but she was afraid that if she didn’t say something at this moment, both of them would be overwhelmed and consumed by the thought of being physically dominated, like “PLAY on the spot and, marriage and childbearing on the spot.”

Strangely enough, at this time, she could have naturally chatted with Guan Xiaoyu about the stars, the constellations, or the phases of the moon—

The truth was, she didn’t want to talk about any of that; the desire for the other person was tormenting her. Guan Xiaoyu’s desire for her was also tormenting her in an intangible way.

With both hearts united, the same yearning intertwined in the dark night, the more unattainable, the more desired.

Li Fangge was certain that the silent Guan Xiaoyu felt the same way she did. Although Guan Xiaoyu was pointing at and gazing at the night sky, her mind was definitely not on the stars right now.

She urged, “Didn’t you say the plan was related to older sister? Hurry up and tell me!”

“I want to with Sister Li—”

A gut feeling told Li Fangge that Guan Xiaoyu was biting her tongue to restrain herself.

This was so unlike her. Whenever she wasn’t direct, she must have some reservations.

Li Fangge wasn’t sure what the consequence of pressing further would be, but if she backed down now, she would feel emptier and more lost, with a heavier heart. So, she pretended to be calm, “Older sister has calmed down now, speak up—”

“Sister Li calmed down so quickly?”

“Are you disappointed?” Li Fangge asked, knowing the answer.

On this night, it was impossible for either of them to be calm.

Their curiosity about each other was evenly matched. To be precise, it should be harder for Guan Xiaoyu to calm down. Although her estrus response had been mitigated by the inhibitor, her body was still sending out various involuntary signals. For example, while she said no, she didn’t want Li Fangge to calm down so quickly.

Hearing no reply, Li Fangge turned her head.

She saw Guan Xiaoyu shake her head, and then nod, “Like the sisters who left, I am also very conflicted. On one hand, I want Sister Li to go crazy for me; on the other hand, I can’t bear to see older sister in pain. It’s—so annoying, wanting something but not being able to get it, so annoying!”

Li Fangge gave a helpless smile. Her helplessness was such that she could only release her repression through laughter. “I’m sorry.”

“Why does Sister Li keep apologizing? Is this something that needs an apology?”

“If I wasn’t so afraid of pain—”

“How can a person not be afraid of pain? Isn’t it only natural to be afraid of pain?”

“Guan Xiaoyu, why are you so understanding?”

“My parents would definitely oppose that statement with both hands.” Guan Xiaoyu retracted her gaze from the night sky. She had known for a while that Li Fangge was watching her. She turned her head, met her gaze, paused slightly, and said, “I am only, and will only be—understanding towards older sister.”

“Is that so.”

Li Fangge knew it was true.

Otherwise, even if she hadn’t gone on a blind date with Chen Beizhe, she would have gone on blind dates with others long ago.

This was probably favoritism.

“Why do you like me so much? Why do you absolutely, must have me?” had reached Li Fangge’s throat, but she pressed it down, then it resurfaced, and was pressed down again, repeatedly.

She scoffed at herself, thinking, Since when have I occasionally become an insecure girl who wants to hear the reason for her preferential treatment from the other person’s mouth—Li Fangge, oh Li Fangge, I never thought you’d come to this.

Then again, absolute confidence in a relationship, if not stemming from years of accumulation, has only one possibility: that you don’t actually care about the other person that much.

At the beginning of a relationship, the more you care, the easier it is to suffer from gains and losses.

Li Fangge knew she was slowly succumbing to Guan Xiaoyu’s infatuation and passion.

“Thank you, Guan Xiaoyu,” she said. Because the person who liked her happened to be the person she wanted to cherish, her thanks felt particularly solemn and sincere.

“Sister Li, I think there will always be a day when we can be like ordinary couples, fully intimate, and then welcome our little baby. Fate won’t always be so cruel to us.”

Li Fangge smiled helplessly again.

Yes, Guan Xiaoyu was the protagonist, and she was the protagonist’s chosen one.

If fate continued to be this cruel to them, what was the point of transmigrating into the book?

However, the fact that the original novel was a Bad Ending (BE) story also reminded her that if she made a single misstep, the possibility of history repeating itself was not non-existent.

Therefore, at a time like this, Li Fangge could only remind herself not to rush and to take things step by step.

Compared to Guan Xiaoyu, who was unaware of the plot, she was the one familiar with the original story. She had to be the helmsman, guiding Guan Xiaoyu to avoid the mines they could avoid and bypass the pitfalls they could navigate around.

“Now that you mention it, older sister suddenly feels like I have hope for a secondary differentiation.”

“Sister Li, I didn’t mean it that way,”

Guan Xiaoyu suppressed the secret in her heart.

She hoped more than anyone that Li Fangge could undergo secondary differentiation, but at the same time, she was extremely afraid.

A failed initial differentiation had left Li Fangge depressed for so long. Now, if she reawakened her hope and the public’s collective memory of her, and it still didn’t work out in the end, Li Fangge would surely perish—perish from greater disappointment, perish from people’s fickle gossip—

So, she would never disclose her purpose for this trip. For her, Li Fangge’s secondary differentiation would merely be the icing on the cake for their marriage, but even without it, it would absolutely not affect her affection for her. “My point is, we can definitely find a lifestyle that suits us. Fate cannot deny us any way out. We are not the first couple with such a disparity in genetic levels, nor will we be the last.”

“Why the sudden fatalism? Stepping back, we can also choose to seal off or remove our glands. Wouldn’t it be better to take fate into our own hands?”

“Sister Li, if there is no way out, we can do it.”

“Silly girl, if we need to seal off or remove the gland, older sister can go alone. C-level Alphas are everywhere, and you know how rare S-level Omegas are.”

“Sister Li!!—Do you really think that a low genetic level means one isn’t worth cherishing?!”

Li Fangge was speechless. From her perspective—no, from the perspective of life itself—everyone was undoubtedly equal, and everyone was equally worthy of being cherished.

However, the social structure of this world dictates that scarcity increases value, which also applies to genetic levels. Moreover, people with high-level genes do have undeniable advantages.

“Is it because older sister (the Scummy A) gave up on herself before that you have this idea?”

Li Fangge deliberately confused the issue. She knew Guan Xiaoyu hadn’t thought that way.

Guan Xiaoyu had never felt that she wasn’t worthy of being cherished; the person who thought that was the whereabouts-unknown Scummy A.

When genuinely in love with someone, the spirit of self-sacrifice tends to be amplified, but Li Fangge didn’t quite want Guan Xiaoyu to notice that she was willing to make such a sacrifice for her.

“Regarding the sealing off or removal of the gland, in my opinion, it’s either we both do it, or there is no single-person option.”

“…Do we really have to do it that way?”

They both understood that as long as one of them was no longer affected by pheromones, the pheromone conflict would cease to exist. In principle, there was no need for both to undergo the procedure.

Li Fangge knew what Guan Xiaoyu meant.

She also understood why she was so resolute. Yes, although Guan Xiaoyu was willing to go all out, almost foolishly persistent, she was by no means the type who didn’t seek reciprocation. She still wanted an equal response; she still wanted to be pampered and favored.

“I do want it this way. Sister Li, am I being too willful?”

“You are not willful, you are—”

“I am what?”

Li Fangge knew that Guan Xiaoyu not only knew what she was but also knew what she was about to say.

She pressed her because she wanted to hear her say it out loud.

“You are determined to be with older sister forever.”

“Mhm.” Guan Xiaoyu retracted her gaze and looked up at the night sky again.

She said, “Sister Li, last time we only exposed our upper bodies. Tonight, let’s completely reveal ourselves to each other.”

“This plan of yours,” Li Fangge chuckled. She walked over to her and stood with her, leaning against the railing. “It’s not very bold, is it? Isn’t this bound to happen sooner or later? Does it need a plan?”

“Sister Li is mistaken,”