Take Away My Sickly Beauty [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 18

Chen Jiyu had a particular quirk where she would dream whenever she drank; this time, she dreamed of a field of snow.

Unlike the snow she usually encountered the kind that made her ankles ache at the very sight of it this snow felt warm. If it hadn’t been for the sound of a brat crying in her ear at that moment, she would have been in a very good mood.

She felt herself standing on an empty street. Because of the heavy snowfall, the pedestrians had all gone home, leaving only two or three people hurrying through the wind and snow.

“Wu wu wu…” The girl, who was crying uncontrollably, was as tall as she was, but her face was incredibly tender.

Which family’s rebellious kid ran away from home?

“Hey, do you want some candy?” In her memory, it seemed she had bought the girl some sweets.

The crying stopped abruptly. The girl, looking pitiful, lifted her head to look at her. Chen Jiyu couldn’t see her face clearly; it was as if a layer of mist stood between them.

But she wasn’t in a hurry because she felt quite happy.

Every year when the snow fell, she would become irritable due to the pain in her ankles. This year, her ankles hurt just the same, yet she felt joyful.

She walked along the long street, leading the girl who was crying like a large Golden Retriever forward. They passed withered old trees and snow-covered bus stops, stepping onto the soft white snow, walking side by side through the rhythmic crunch-crunch of their footsteps.

As they walked, it felt as though many years had passed.

“Sister, will you stay with me?” the young girl asked, wrapping her arms around Chen Jiyu’s waist and burying her head against her stomach, her voice muffled and pleading.

As it turned out, she wasn’t a rebellious little girl, but a pitiable one.

Promises cannot be made lightly. From the girl’s awkward emphasis, Chen Jiyu knew she probably wasn’t a local, meaning she wouldn’t be staying here permanently. Meanwhile, Chen Jiyu’s home and career were rooted right here. She couldn’t possibly give all that up for a stranger.

Furthermore, taking a stranger back to a hotel was already a foolish thing she’d done in a moment of impulsiveness. The “correct” way to handle this would have been to take her to the police station—let the police take her back or send her home.

When Chen Jiyu hesitated to answer, the girl understood her response. Consequently, the arms wrapped around her waist tightened even further. Chen Jiyu could even feel the dampness seeping into the clothes at her waist.

How many tears can one person have? Is this girl made of water?

“Then, Sister… when I graduate and come back, will you still be with me?” The pitiful girl knew how to navigate the boundaries of giving and taking.

How should she answer that? Time fades everything. Perhaps by the time she graduated, she wouldn’t even remember the person who escorted her back to her hotel.

But the person holding her was trembling incessantly. She was like an abandoned dog, hoping to be taken home by a passerby who had paused for her, yet not daring to hope for the possibility.

Chen Jiyu furrowed her brows. She was exceptionally impulsive today, acting without thinking. Why was she standing here talking to a stranger for so long and holding her to comfort her? Had she lost her mind?

Yet, today she truly wasn’t governed by logic. Or perhaps this girl’s crying was simply too heartbreaking, making it impossible to sit idly by.

Years ago, during the first snow, she had also sat in her room crying in front of her parents’ portraits. Back then, she had wished someone would come to stay with her. Unfortunately, only wolves and leopards awaited her outside; everyone wanted to take a bite out of the Chen Corporation. Everyone was waiting to see her fail—even her aunt and uncle, who hadn’t gone to prison yet, watched from the sidelines without lifting a finger to help.

In the past, her parents often said that because she was an only child, she would have a hard life. If anything happened, there would be no one to support her. After the family tragedy, she often thought that if she had an older brother or sister, she could have been the one relying on someone else.

Years had flashed by, and Chen Jiyu had made the Chen Corporation indestructible, changing her own mindset in the process. If she had a well-behaved younger brother or sister, it wouldn’t be bad; she could spoil them as they grew up and let them do whatever they wanted, instead of being forced to shoulder the heavy burden of the company like she had.

Or, perhaps, it would be nice if someone greeted her with “You’re back?” every time she returned home.

“If you still have this crystal ball after you graduate, and if you come back here to find me, perhaps we can become very good friends.”

This was the greatest promise Chen Jiyu could offer. Who knew? Maybe they could even become lifelong friends despite the age gap. She would treat it as a chance encounter.

Later, the girl clutched the crystal ball tightly and didn’t let go until Chen Jiyu left.

They didn’t tell each other their names, nor did they leave contact information. The girl didn’t even respond to her words; she didn’t say whether she would come back after graduation or if she would take good care of the crystal ball.

They were like two paths that crossed by accident, intersecting for a moment before separating as necessary, winding away in different directions.

She thought they would never cross paths again in this life.

When she woke from the dream, the sky had already darkened. Chen Jiyu lay on the bed, feeling refreshed. An arm was draped across her waist, and the fast-asleep Little President Ye hadn’t forgotten to tuck the corners of the quilt around her.

Seeing this, Chen Jiyu felt a stir in her heart a mix of being moved and wanting to laugh. She considered herself a quiet sleeper with good “drinking manners”; she wasn’t the type to get rowdy or anything. Why did she seem so restless in Little President Ye’s eyes? Did she kick the blankets in her sleep?

Fearing she would be thirsty upon waking, Ye Wuming had prepared water on the bedside table. Chen Jiyu reached for it; the temperature was perfectly lukewarm.

“Mmh…” Because of her movement, the sleeping person beside her murmured and showed signs of waking up.

A groggy Ye Wuming instinctively reached out to pull her lover’s waist closer, then rubbed her eyes and asked, “Jiyu, you’re awake? What time is it?”

“Almost six o’clock.” Chen Jiyu set down the glass, turned, and tidied Ye Wuming’s messy hair. “Hungry? I’ll take you to eat something delicious.”

“Hmm? Something delicious~” The newly awakened Little President Ye was acting clingy, wanting nothing but to act spoiled. “I’ve been in H-City for so long, and I haven’t eaten anything super, super delicious…” Little President Ye muttered, sounding quite aggrieved.

Hearing this, Chen Jiyu laughed and pinched her cheek, questioning her: “Liar. If you haven’t found anything good to eat, how did you dare invite me on a short trip to H-City?”

“I was just bluffing my way through! Oh, Sister Jiyu~” Little President Ye tucked her head like a quail, burying her face against Chen Jiyu’s stomach again, grumbling relentlessly, “How can you expose me like that? You don’t love me anymore, waah…”

This is what it means to be spoiled and arrogant, Chen Jiyu thought.

She couldn’t help but give the girl’s head a vigorous “rua” (rub). This little brat—as soon as she got the girl, she dropped the act. Before, she was so composed and mature; now she had turned into a total clingy spirit.

“Sister Jiyu~” Listen to that sugary tone.

Chen Jiyu couldn’t hold back anymore. She pushed Ye Wuming’s shoulders back, pinning the stunned and confused girl down, and took a “bite” of her lips. Those pink lips were just as sweet as she expected—soft and very “kissable.”

Having had her fill, the great President Chen squinted with satisfaction, pulled up the “bullied” little one, and patted her. “Let’s go, time for dinner.”

Could Ye Wuming tolerate this?!

The “Big Golden Retriever” pounced like a hungry tiger on her laughing wife, pinning her down for a “full meal” of her own!

This is the punishment for Jiyu kissing me!

Hmph!

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