The Cannon Fodder Crazy Beauty Has Awakened [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 47.2

Back then, Chi Jingyan had always enjoyed making things difficult for Jiang Mengyu. Who knew if she had locked her away again?

Chen He’an wasn’t usually one to meddle, but she couldn’t help feeling deeply regretful for Jiang Mengyu.

Chi Jingyan’s expression remained blank. “What gives you the right to question me?”

Chen He’an met her gaze fearlessly. “I was her deskmate.”

“Deskmate…” Chi Jingyan scoffed, her voice frigid. “I was her girlfriend.”

Didn’t Jiang Mengyu abandon her too?

Chen He’an: “You were her girlfriend? Did Jiang Mengyu ever acknowledge that?”

The words stabbed at Chi Jingyan’s heart, Jiang Mengyu had never agreed to her pursuit, right up until the end.

Seeing the dangerous shift in Chi Jingyan’s aura, Xie Xun cursed under her breath and shot Chen He’an a glare.

“Class rep, you should speak with evidence. What makes you think this has anything to do with Sister Chi?”

Chen He’an fell silent.

Xie Xun quickly coaxed Chi Jingyan away.

Chi Jingyan cast one last glance at Chen He’an, her voice soft, almost a whisper. “If you have the ability, go find her yourself.”

Chen He’an clenched her fists, saying nothing.

If she could find Jiang Mengyu, why would she keep coming to Chi Jingyan for answers?

Because of that brief confrontation, the meal was far from pleasant. Chi Jingyan remained sullen, and Xie Xun didn’t dare speak to her.

After just a few bites, Chi Jingyan set down her chopsticks and checked the time again. “I have things to do. I’m leaving.”

Xie Xun could sense something was off. Chi Jingyan was agitated, her nerves stretched taut, teetering on the edge of losing control.

She wanted to console her but didn’t know where to start.

If even Chi Jingyan’s family couldn’t help, what could an outsider like her do?

Xie Xun watched Chi Jingyan leave, a sudden unease rising in her chest, would Chi Jingyan be alright?

Jiang Mengyu sat in the garden for hours until the colors on the horizon gradually faded and the earth was enveloped in nightfall. Only then did she feel a slight chill.

She knew someone had been watching her in the darkness.

Because she hadn’t returned to her room for so long, those people had clearly grown restless, yet they never showed themselves.

When would Chi Jingyan come?

Just as Jiang Mengyu was about to stand up, the sound of footsteps grew closer soft, yet unlike anyone else’s to her ears, making her freeze in place.

The person approached slowly, stopping a few steps away from Jiang Mengyu. “Why haven’t you gone back to your room?”

The voice was colder than ever before.

Jiang Mengyu had her back to Chi Jingyan, who couldn’t see her face, nor did she care to look. She wasn’t concerned about this person’s well-being, only worried this body might catch a cold.

“I believe I’ve told you before, if you dare!”

The words caught in her throat.

The person who had been facing away slowly turned her head and offered a faint smile, her eyes reflecting a gentle light.

“Ayan.”

“Long time no see.”

The pavilion was deathly silent.

Jiang Mengyu quietly watched Chi Jingyan, who returned her gaze in wordless silence.

Across the short distance, Jiang Mengyu studied Chi Jingyan’s face. The young mistress had indeed changed a lot, she was thinner now, her presence more intimidating.

A ripple of emotion stirred faintly in Jiang Mengyu’s heart.

“I’ve come back”.

Again, the words remained unfinished.

The footsteps beside her suddenly turned erratic, and a shadow abruptly fell over her. Jiang Mengyu offered no resistance, yielding as Chi Jingyan pressed her down onto the bench.

The next moment, she felt a hand tighten around her throat. Familiar suffocation washed over her as Jiang Mengyu tilted her chin slightly, her dark eyes bright as they met Chi Jingyan’s.

Chi Jingyan’s body trembled uncontrollably, but her grip was firm. Her eyes churned with ink-black turbulence, her lips pressed into a thin line.

“It’s fake…”

Jiang Mengyu heard her murmur.

“All of it is fake…”

Having just returned only to face being strangled by her wife, Jiang Mengyu raised a hand to grasp Chi Jingyan’s fingers, struggling to speak. “Ah Yan…”

The call seemed to snap Chi Jingyan out of her daze. She stared at Jiang Mengyu for a long moment before suddenly lowering her head and biting down hard on Jiang Mengyu’s neck.

Far from pushing her away, Jiang Mengyu tilted her head slightly to give Chi Jingyan better access.

The taste of blood filled Chi Jingyan’s mouth. As she gazed at the small smear of crimson, the cool touch against her wrist felt undeniably real. The face before her was no longer a stranger’s blank mask, the faint mole at the corner of her eye was unmistakably familiar.

Had Jiang Mengyu truly returned?

Chi Jingyan’s gaze was sticky and dark, sweeping over Jiang Mengyu’s face again and again.

Jiang Mengyu’s hand slid from Chi Jingyan’s wrist to her fingertips. “Did your teeth hurt?”

Chi Jingyan seemed not to hear. Instead, she traced Jiang Mengyu’s brows and eyes with her fingertips, rubbing the dark mole with her thumb until the skin beneath turned a deep red before finally stopping.

It was real.

Not an illusion.

Chi Jingyan’s eyes quickly welled with moisture, her teeth clenched tightly, her fingers trembling violently.

“It’s really you…”

For a full 367 days, 21 hours, and 18 minutes, she had waited countless times, and finally, this person had returned.

Tears welled up in Chi Jingyan’s eyes, her expression fervent yet her tone distant, “You’re finally back…”

At last, it was no longer her illusion.

Jiang Mengyu knew Chi Jingyan wasn’t in the right state of mind. She reached out and wrapped an arm around Chi Jingyan’s waist, “There’s a draft here. Let’s go back to the room first, okay?”

Chi Jingyan stared at her intently, “Okay.”

Once again, Jiang Mengyu was locked up by Chi Jingyan.

Her wrists were cuffed to the headboard, her long hair disheveled, and her clothes stripped off completely. Jiang Mengyu gasped slightly as a sharp pain shot through her collarbone Chi Jingyan had bitten her again.

There wasn’t a single untouched spot on Jiang Mengyu’s body, covered in bite marks and hickeys, some areas even broken and bleeding.

Chi Jingyan seemed desperate to prove, through such means, that the person before her was real.

She rested her head against Jiang Mengyu’s chest, listening carefully to the steady, strong heartbeat beneath.

A faint smile curled at the corners of Chi Jingyan’s lips.

Jiang Mengyu took a deep breath, “Ayan…”

Chi Jingyan lifted her head and pressed a hand over Jiang Mengyu’s mouth, “Don’t speak.”

She sniffed near Jiang Mengyu’s cheek and asked in a low voice, “Where’s your pheromone?”

After Jiang Mengyu left, the pheromone level of this body had reverted to B-grade. This led to Chi Jia, upon waking, accusing Chi Jingyan of using Jiang Mengyu’s pheromones against Third Uncle Chi. But no matter how others examined it, Jiang Mengyu’s level remained only B-grade, her pheromones ordinary and unremarkable, with none of the controlling effects Chi Jia had claimed.

In the end, they could only conclude that Chi Jia had gone mad from shock, lashing out at anyone in sight.

Only Chi Jingyan knew the truth.

Jiang Mengyu released her pheromones, the scent of jasmine dispersing in the air. The familiar fragrance made Chi Jingyan’s body tremble once more, her face flushing.

It had been far too long since she had last sensed Jiang Mengyu’s presence. The long-lost tenderness brought two hot tears to Chi Jingyan’s eyes unconsciously.

She could finally be certain Jiang Mengyu had truly returned.

The teardrops fell onto Jiang Mengyu’s face, burning her chest with their heat. She sighed softly, “I’m sorry, Ayan.”

Chi Jingyan gazed at her unblinkingly, her tear-filled eyes fragile and lost, “Why…”

Why did you leave?

And why did you come back?

“I had reasons I couldn’t stay,” Jiang Mengyu explained gently.

The familiar warning tones began ringing in her mind again, but Jiang Mengyu pretended not to hear them and continued,

“And reasons I had to return.”

“What are they?” Chi Jingyan’s breath caught unconsciously.

“Because you’re still here,” Jiang Mengyu tilted her head slightly, pressing a light kiss to Chi Jingyan’s fingertips.

“Ayan, whether it was last time or this time, I came for you.”

Chi Jingyan’s tears fell uncontrollably. She couldn’t tell if Jiang Mengyu was speaking the truth or deceiving her again.

She would no longer believe Jiang Mengyu’s words.

That was what Jiang Mengyu had taught her.

Chi Jingyan no longer cared about the reasons. As long as she could confirm the person before her was real, that was enough.

“Will you leave again?” she asked hoarsely.

Jiang Mengyu answered without addressing the question, “I just hope you can be a little happier, Ayan.”

A spark of realization flashed through Chi Jingyan’s mind, what did Jiang Mengyu mean by that?

As long as she was unhappy, Jiang Mengyu wouldn’t leave again, right?

From that day on, Chi Jingyan stopped attending classes.

She spent every hour of the day with Jiang Mengyu. Even when going to the bathroom, she had to keep Jiang Mengyu within her line of sight.

If possible, Chi Jingyan didn’t even want to close her eyes. She needed to keep looking at Jiang Mengyu, to confirm that this person hadn’t left, just to feel a fleeting sense of relief.

After the initial joy of reunion came an even greater fear of loss.

Chi Jingyan could keep this body, but she wasn’t sure when the soul inside would leave again. She was terrified that one day she would wake up to find the person before her had once again become a stranger.

The prolonged lack of rest left Chi Jingyan’s eyes bloodshot, with unmistakable exhaustion in their depths.

Seeing this, Jiang Mengyu couldn’t help but raise her hand. The sound of the chains jolted Chi Jingyan awake, and she instinctively grabbed Jiang Mengyu’s wrist. “Where are you going?”

“I’m not going anywhere,” Jiang Mengyu reassured her. “Ayan, I want to hold you.”

Chi Jingyan stared at her for a long time before slowly moving closer, tucking herself into Jiang Mengyu’s embrace and tightening her arms around her.

Jiang Mengyu wrapped her arms around Chi Jingyan’s back, gently patting her. “Sleep. I promise you’ll still see me when you wake up, okay?”

Beneath the covers, their bodies were tightly entwined. Chi Jingyan’s skin was covered in love bites, and she was bathed in the scent of jasmine, her body finally feeling a hint of satiation.

Jiang Mengyu’s voice was tender, and she truly gave Chi Jingyan everything she asked for.

Yet Chi Jingyan still didn’t trust her.

For once, Jiang Mengyu tasted the bitterness of her own medicine. She had taught Chi Jingyan not to trust the words of bad people, and Chi Jingyan had taken that lesson to heart.

The atmosphere between them grew quiet again. Jiang Mengyu gently stroked Chi Jingyan’s hair, then suddenly said, “I have three months.”

Chi Jingyan’s slightly dazed eyes instantly sharpened. “What do you mean?”

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Jiang Mengyu’s expression remained unchanged. She pressed soft kisses to Chi Jingyan’s cheeks and lips, her movements tender and meticulous, filled with deep affection and longing.

“But I want to be with you longer.”

“Three years, thirty years, until the end of our lives.”

“Just like you said before camping in snowy forests, watching the aurora, kissing under the night sky by the Thames.”

“Ayan, do you understand what I mean?”

So, she still remembered everything.

Chi Jingyan’s response was to sink her teeth into Jiang Mengyu’s shoulder.

As the pain flared, Jiang Mengyu tightened her hold. “I’ve never known what it feels like to love someone.”

“But the thought of you suffering and breaking down if I leave, it makes me feel a little reluctant too.”

“Ayan, I don’t know if this counts as love.”

“Will you teach me?”

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