The Green Tea Omega Has Turned Bad - Chapter 18

When Shang Wandong spoke these words, her expression was calm, and her tone was no different from usual.

But Yan Xia just felt that she seemed a bit unhappy right now.

Yan Xia thought for a moment and was just about to open her mouth to explain when she heard a familiar voice coming from the side.

“I told you, you didn’t need to rush over here in such a hurry just now.” The voice carried a hint of a smile, gentle as water. “Look, Yan Xia can manage just fine on her own.”

Yan Xia looked toward the sound, and unexpectedly, it was that “white lotus” deskmate of Shang Wandong’s again.

Fu Yuan appeared at some unknown point, leaning against the railing and looking at her with a beaming smile. “We saw everything just now. You really are popular, aren’t you?”

…What a move to fan the flames.

Yan Xia paused for a moment, then said softly, “My apologies. Just now I was so focused on talking to my sister that I didn’t notice you were standing there.”

Fu Yuan’s smile stiffened for a split second before becoming even more radiant.

She squinted her eyes, firing back with deep meaning: “It’s no problem. After all, you’ve been so ‘busy,’ it’s only natural that you wouldn’t have the eyes to see me.”

Yan Xia’s brow twitched. She was utterly speechless, and seeing Shang Wandong standing by without saying a word, a ball of fire suddenly flared up in her heart.

She replied unhurriedly, “That’s true. Just now I was busy looking at my sister, so I really didn’t have the heart to look at anything or anyone inconsequential.”

These words were too blunt; Fu Yuan’s expression instantly turned unsightly.

Yan Xia didn’t bother with her further. She walked up to Shang Wandong and reached out to tug at her sleeve.

Her voice was stiff as she said succinctly, “Going home.”

Shang Wandong lowered her eyes and gave a soft “Mm.”

Thus, the two of them went downstairs one after the other, neither of them paying any more attention to the embarrassed Fu Yuan.

On the playground after school, people were playing ball and others were cheering; the sounds were exceptionally clear.

Between the two of them, however, there was a quiet silence. Yan Xia let her head hang listlessly, suddenly feeling that the path from the teaching building to the school gate had become exceptionally long.

Seeing this, the System sensed something was wrong and hurriedly asked, Host, why did you end up getting angry as well?

“I’m not exactly angry, I’m just…” Yan Xia rubbed her brow, revealing a hint of exhaustion. “I’m just a bit annoyed that she doesn’t get it.”

The System comforted her: Aiyoh, everyone knows Shang Wandong has low emotional intelligence. You should be more patient.

Yan Xia kicked a small pebble by her foot, watching it roll a long way with a clack-clack sound before jumping into a small ditch by the roadside.

“Fu Yuan’s sarcasm was so obvious just now, yet she didn’t say a single word to help me.” Yan Xia stared into the distance, her voice carrying a trace of daze and disappointment. “System, sometimes I wonder, can Shang Wandong really be ‘conquered’? Her ability to empathize is so low; can she ever learn how to normally fall in love with someone?”

In an instant, she suddenly felt a sense of shared experience with the female protagonist: Loving someone with a personality like Shang Wandong’s must be truly exhausting, right?

A relationship without positive feedback only makes a person live in a state of constant insecurity.

The System had nothing to say and could only offer dry encouragement: You can do it, believe in yourself! Your emotional intelligence is so high, you can definitely teach her how to love!

Yan Xia sighed, “Perhaps.”

As she was thinking, she walked forward with her head down and suddenly crashed into a warm wall.

“Hiss…” Yan Xia clutched her forehead and took a few steps back. Looking up, she saw that Shang Wandong had stopped at some point and was looking down at her.

Yan Xia’s eyes widened, though they weren’t as spirited as usual, and her voice was weak. “Why did you stop walking?”

The corners of Shang Wandong’s lips pressed downward, and her eyelashes trembled as if she had something to say.

Yan Xia felt her scalp tingle under the gaze, and her mood fluctuated wildly along with it.

She thought randomly: What, are you going to mock me too? Also, what’s wrong with me finding someone to move books? I didn’t know you were coming!

Yan Xia suddenly frowned as another possibility occurred to her: …Shang Wandong couldn’t actually be jealous, could she?

Looking at her flickering gaze, Shang Wandong suddenly asked, “What are you thinking about?”

Yan Xia didn’t react in time and subconsciously answered, “Thinking about whether you’re jealous.”

As soon as the words left her mouth, she wished she could slap herself.

Damn, what did I just say!?

But Shang Wandong shouldn’t understand what jealousy is…

At that moment, Yan Xia heard what sounded like a sigh from Shang Wandong a sigh as light as a faint breeze, barely there.

She said in a low voice, “A little bit.”

Yan Xia froze in place.

Her heart felt like a deflated balloon being slowly filled with the breath of joy, or like drinking a glass of sweet and sour sparkling water.

Suppressing her surging emotions, Yan Xia asked cautiously, “I’m sorry, but I want to ask do you know what ‘being jealous’ means?”

Hearing this, Shang Wandong found it somewhat amusing. “I’m not so lacking in common sense as that.”

Yan Xia immediately wore an expression as if she’d seen a ghost.

She took an exaggerated step back, her expression solemn. “You aren’t my sister! Where did you kidnap my sister to?!”

In the next second, she saw the corners of Shang Wandong’s mouth curve up slightly; she actually started to laugh.

Shang Wandong looked beautiful when she smiled. Her whole being was tinted with a blurry, pale yellow halo from the fading sunset, like an old yellowed photograph carrying a touch of tenderness unique to days gone by.

That smile contained a hint of indescribable helplessness, but it soon vanished, and she returned to the usual, orderly, and indifferent Shang Wandong.

Yan Xia’s heart stirred, and she murmured, “…So you really were jealous?”

Shang Wandong said, “Yes.”

She pressed her hand over the position of her heart and said softly, “At that time, here… it felt uncomfortable. Stuffy.”

Yan Xia pressed further, “Why?”

“We are friends, but I wasn’t able to help you. Yet you let someone else help,” Shang Wandong said. “So, I felt a bit sad.”

Yan Xia suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: So that’s how it is.

It turned out to be the possessiveness between friends, rather than anything else.

The System was overjoyed: Host, did you hear that? Shang Wandong understands what jealousy is! There’s hope for conquering her!

Yan Xia said, “Yeah.”

It was a very logical answer that one couldn’t find fault with, yet she fell into a strange… sense of loss.

She didn’t understand why she was producing such redundant emotions.

Yan Xia took a deep breath, ignoring that tiny, subtle melancholy, and a smile blossomed on her face once again.

Her voice became soft, like a kitten retracting its claws, carrying a bit of supplication and hope. “If I had known sister was coming, I definitely would have moved them myself.”

Shang Wandong gazed at her and nodded.

She reached out and patted Yan Xia’s head, saying, “Don’t be unhappy anymore.”

Yan Xia suddenly had the illusion that she was being coaxed.

This realization made her face turn a bit hot, and those empty emotions were slowly filled up again.

Yan Xia reached out and grabbed Shang Wandong’s hand, her eyes very bright. “Even though the books are moved, I’m still here.”

She added, “Sister, take me back with you.”

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