The Romance Extras Turned Out to Be a Yuri Story - Chapter 63

After work, Zhang Qiu casually bought a serving of fried rice from the roadside, a daily ritual for her. However, today was different; the familiar route now had an extra person on it.

“Luoluo?”

“Sister is eating fried rice again.”

Lin Luoluo walked over and stretched her neck to look.

She had carefully identified her just now; only Zhang Qiu walked as straight as a little green onion.

“What are you doing here?” Zhang Qiu was pleasantly surprised; Luoluo hadn’t mentioned she was coming.

Lin Luoluo, with her hands clasped behind her back, smiled cheerfully and said, “I came to see a friend. I saw it was almost time for you to get off work, so I thought you’d walk this way.”

In life, Zhang Qiu was a subdued person; even her route to and from work never changed, and she would always buy a serving of fried rice after getting off work. These were all things Lin Luoluo had found out over the phone.

Zhang Qiu moved her things to one hand and reached out to hold Lin Luoluo’s hand. Their shadows intertwined on the ground.

Lin Luoluo leaned in and asked Zhang Qiu, “When is Sister going to record the show?”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qiu felt a slight headache.

“The production team said to go on the 27th. They need to go over the script with me first. Because of the special nature of the show’s recording, they will prepare a dormitory, and I need to pack my luggage and go record the first episode.”

Lin Luoluo was pouting. Although she supported Zhang Qiu going on the show, the thought of them being apart for so long made her very reluctant.

Zhang Qiu noticed her unhappiness and said, “I’ll call you every night.”

Lin Luoluo nodded, still feeling a bit empty inside.

She gradually leaned her head onto Zhang Qiu’s arm, a position full of attachment.

Zhang Qiu, with her big bags and small bags, dragged Lin Luoluo forward.

The two were quiet for a while, then Zhang Qiu asked, “How was your day?”

Lin Luoluo happily replied, “Lina, a pen pal I had abroad, came to our school as an exchange student. She gave herself a Chinese name, Mei Li (meaning ‘beautiful’).”

This was the first time Zhang Qiu had heard about someone else from Lin Luoluo.

“Lina is a very cute American girl, and she really likes Chinese. Tomorrow, I plan to take her around the school and let her try some of our Chinese food.”

Zhang Qiu nodded, then heard Lin Luoluo ask again, “Are you working overtime tomorrow?”

Zhang Qiu wanted to work overtime because she wasn’t very familiar with some legal statutes. She had also been involved in the cases her teacher recently took on and wanted to familiarize herself with knowledge in economic law as quickly as possible. But since Luoluo had asked, Zhang Qiu softened her expression.

“I don’t have much planned tomorrow. I’ll be the host and perform my duties as a local.”

“Sister isn’t busy tomorrow?” Lin Luoluo’s eyes sparkled.

Zhang Qiu nodded, “Not busy.”

Lin Luoluo rubbed against Zhang Qiu’s arm, her footsteps light as they arrived at the dormitory.

As Zhang Qiu put down her bags, Lin Luoluo noticed that the number of students on Zhang Qiu’s floor had noticeably decreased. Other floors still had chatter, but this area was basically quiet.

She went out to fetch water for Zhang Qiu, momentarily lost in thought, when she heard two people emerge from the dorm room behind her, complaining as they walked: “Having to do an internship and write a graduation thesis at the same time—it’s impossible to manage. And we still don’t know what we’ll do after this. Almost all the classmates in this class are gone.”

“Internships aren’t much fun either. You’re busy all the time, for what, and the pay is low. I worked overtime right before clocking out yesterday, thinking my boss wouldn’t look for me since it’s the weekend, but she actually asked me for a proposal at 8 o’clock today.”

“So annoying.”

“I know, right.”

The two walked and talked, quickly heading downstairs.

Lin Luoluo filled the water basin, and when she pushed the door open, Zhang Qiu’s fried rice was placed to the side. She was wearing glasses, staring at the computer, and occasionally looking at a book.

Hearing the sound, she turned her head and smiled, “Have you eaten?”

Lin Luoluo nodded, “I have.”

She poured a glass of water for Zhang Qiu, pulled up a chair, put the chair back in front to rest her arms, and watched Zhang Qiu quickly eat two mouthfuls of fried rice before continuing to listen to the lecture.

The teacher on the computer was discussing legal provisions.

Zhang Qiu listened, casually sketching two strokes in her book with a pen. Lin Luoluo looked down and saw that the book was already filled with dense notes—she didn’t know how many rounds of review this was.

The rice beside her was already getting cold.

Lin Luoluo sighed, nudged Zhang Qiu, and said, “Eat while you listen.”

Zhang Qiu adjusted her glasses awkwardly and said, “Is it boring? If you’re tired, you can lie on my bed and play games.”

Lin Luoluo just loved being with Zhang Qiu, doing anything at all. She took off her shoes and got onto Zhang Qiu’s bed. Only when she saw Zhang Qiu obediently eating did she open her phone, satisfied.

After scrolling through a few videos, the fact that Zhang Qiu was studying made her feel uneasy.

She felt like she was disrupting Zhang Qiu.

Lin Luoluo took out an unfinished novel, read a few pages, and fell asleep amid the lecture’s hypnotic droning. ^o^This^o^work^o^is^o^by^o^

Zhang Qiu finished eating, drank some water, and called out “Luoluo,” turning to find someone asleep with their phone in hand.

She covered Lin Luoluo with a blanket, got up to stretch a bit, and returned to her desk to continue studying.

The dormitory’s curfew was at ten o’clock. Lin Luoluo woke up at nine. Zhang Qiu was standing by the bed, calling her to get up.

“Let’s go for a walk.”

Lin Luoluo stretched, leaning over the bed to look down.

Zhang Qiu smiled and touched her face.

Her cheeks were warm from sleep.

She gave a little pinch, “Time to get up.”

“Mhm.”

Lin Luoluo flipped herself off the bed, but halfway down, Zhang Qiu embraced her from behind, lifting her and setting her down.

Her toes touched the floor, but she couldn’t find her shoes and accidentally stepped on Zhang Qiu’s foot.

Zhang Qiu rubbed Lin Luoluo’s head, “You slept so soundly.”

Lin Luoluo yawned lazily. Zhang Qiu released her, and Lin Luoluo bent down to put on her shoes.

Zhang Qiu handed her a cup of water, motioning for her to drink. Seeing that Lin Luoluo was still groggy, she gently rubbed her head and led her out.

The night breeze on the sports field woke Lin Luoluo up a little.

She was led by Zhang Qiu, and the two walked slowly on the track.

The field was crowded with people: some were running, some were sitting on the ground, and others were strolling slowly like them.

University was an inclusive environment, and two girls holding hands didn’t stand out.

Lin Luoluo lagged a step behind Zhang Qiu, looking left and right casually.

Zhang Qiu tightened her grip, pulling Lin Luoluo back to her side.

A few boys ran over from the track, making odd laughing noises. They stopped in front of them, winking and smirking. Zhang Qiu frowned in disgust, put an arm around Lin Luoluo’s shoulder, and stared sternly at the boys.

Someone whistled. One boy rushed forward and asked, “Beautiful, can I get your contact info?”

Zhang Qiu looked at his earnest gaze, pulled Lin Luoluo back a step, and said, “I’m sorry, I don’t give my contact information to boys.”

The boy paused, then looked at the petite girl in Zhang Qiu’s embrace and mumbled, “Is this your girlfriend?”

Both girls froze.

They exchanged a look. Lin Luoluo seized the chance to hug Zhang Qiu’s waist, showing affection with a blush. “Yes, I’m her girlfriend.”

The boy’s face inexplicably turned a little red. He apologized and quickly jogged away.

The group vanished into the crowd on the sports field.

Lin Luoluo let go, her face still flushed. “I wasn’t…”

“We’re even now,” Zhang Qiu lowered her head, grabbed Lin Luoluo’s hand again, and placed it on her own waist. She smiled gently at her, “You did it once, I did it once, it’s fair.”

Lin Luoluo looked bewildered. Zhang Qiu reminded her, “Someone asked for your contact information right in front of me at the library last time.”

That was so long ago, Lin Luoluo had forgotten.

She stared blankly at Zhang Qiu’s beautiful eyes, then burst into laughter.

“Sister, you were jealous!”

She laughed so hard she stumbled into Zhang Qiu’s arms. Zhang Qiu held her to prevent her from falling, then said seriously, “Can’t I be jealous?”

The more serious she was, the merrier Lin Luoluo laughed, clinging to her shoulder and giggling.

“Of course, Sister can be jealous.”

She wrapped her arms around Zhang Qiu’s neck, stood on her tiptoes, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, “I love it most when Sister gets jealous for me.”

Zhang Qiu gripped her waist a little firmly, her throat bobbed, and she said hoarsely, “Good.”

Lin Luoluo stepped out of Zhang Qiu’s embrace. Zhang Qiu instantly felt a sense of loss, as if a piece of her missing flesh and blood was gone.

She pulled Lin Luoluo back into her arms. Lin Luoluo whispered, “Someone is watching us.”

Zhang Qiu then switched to holding her hand, but she didn’t just hold it—she clutched it, like a dragon guarding its treasure.

The two strolled and talked for a while before looping back to the dormitory building.

Lin Luoluo’s driver was waiting outside the campus to take her home, and Lin Luoluo felt reluctant to leave.

She looked left and right, then crooked her finger at Zhang Qiu. Zhang Qiu thought she was going to say something and bent down. Suddenly, Lin Luoluo stood on her tiptoes and kissed her on the cheek, then giggled and ran away without letting her catch her.

“Goodbye, Sister!”

Zhang Qiu laughed softly, waving at Lin Luoluo’s retreating figure. She only turned back to the dorm after the person was out of sight.

At this moment, Mu Yunchun, who had been standing in the shadows, emerged from the darkness. A tree in front of him had completely concealed his figure.

He was leaving Longhai tomorrow and had come specifically to say goodbye to Zhang Qiu, but he hadn’t expected to witness this scene.

His gaze complexly turned toward the women’s dormitory building.

So that was it.

All the strange feelings were now explained.

His intuition hadn’t been wrong; that was indeed a look that only lovers shared.

No wonder none of them could win Zhang Qiu’s heart—it turned out she liked women.

Mu Yunchun turned away, feeling disheartened.

Disappointed in love and unsuccessful in his career, he now had nothing left.

Leaving the country all alone, he suddenly felt no attachment to this place anymore.

Lin Luoluo got into the car. The driver waited for a while. It was nearing the campus curfew, and many late-returning students were rushing towards the school gates. Once the entrance cleared, the driver started the car. From the car window, Lin Luoluo vaguely saw a familiar figure, but due to her difficulty with recognizing faces, and before she could confirm, the figure flashed past.

When she got home, Lin Xiangdong told her a piece of news.

Mu Yunchun was going abroad tomorrow; he had gone to see his brother off today.

These former campus elites were now scattered.

Lin Xiangdong slumped on the sofa, “Now it’s just Gu Beichen and me left in the country. I don’t know what he’s been up to recently. He rarely replies to messages. Even though Mu Yunchun was leaving, he didn’t even come to see him off.”

Lin Luoluo glanced at her brother, then sheepishly looked away.

Your good brother is currently immersed in a tender romance. Lin Luoluo wondered how things were going with Sang Jing.

Lin Luoluo thought about whether she should hire a private investigator to look into Gu Beichen to get the evidence needed to break off the engagement as soon as possible.

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