ISWMQ – Chapter 108

After changing out of the heavy and elaborate stage makeup, Rong Guang felt a wave of relief. She stood before the mirror by the door of Chu Feiliang’s dressing room, examining the clothes she was wearing over and over.

It was a set of flannel pajamas, very soft in texture and a tender pink color. The whole set was fluffy. It looked like a three-piece set, with the outermost layer being a cape that reached her calves.

The cape was a sleeveless design, allowing her to stick her hands straight out. The whole look was…

The very definition of cute.

Rong Guang examined it carefully, a little surprised that the size fit her perfectly.

She was still young, and perhaps her bone structure and figure weren’t as developed as in her previous life. She still wore a size S. She hadn’t paid attention when changing earlier and had just put it on directly.

Only now did she realize it was a perfect fit.

Rong Guang straightened her sleeves as she left the bedroom. When she reached the kitchen, she watched the busy figure of Chu Feiliang, blinked, and leaned against the doorframe, saying softly, “Sister, these clothes seem to fit my size perfectly…”

And the style didn’t seem like something Chu Feiliang would normally wear.

Chu Siyue… was even more out of the question.

Rong Guang had been lucky enough to see Chu Siyue in loungewear a few times. It was always very noble and elegant. Regardless of the season, her loungewear was always made of silk, a style that hardly changed throughout the year.

Chu Feiliang, on the other hand, wore whatever was comfortable. She preferred pure cotton, and her clothes were always soft and flowing, seeming to catch the wind as she walked, with only the cuffs gathered.

Hearing her, Chu Feiliang turned her head. A smile flashed in her eyes as she said, “The little cape is quite nice—is it hot wearing it now?”

Rong Guang nodded. “A little.”

The heating in the house was strong, and wearing the cape, she started to sweat after just a short while.

Rong Guang took off the outer cape, washed her hands, and joined in preparing the meal.

The Chu family had a wide variety of dishes, all exceptionally fresh. But it was too late, and the two of them couldn’t eat much anyway. After a careful look, Rong Guang and Chu Feiliang decided to make just eight dishes and one soup, making nine in total, for its auspicious meaning.

The dishes weren’t anything grand, just simple home-cooked fare in small portions.

Although Rong Guang secretly hoped that the meaning of this “nine” could be that her relationship with Chu Feiliang would be long-lasting.

During the meal, they inevitably opened some wine. Chu Feiliang specially warmed two rather quaint-looking wine cups. They weren’t large, and they felt very comfortable to the touch. A full cup was just a mouthful.

Rong Guang was inadvertently plied with several cups. At first, she could maintain some clarity, but after a short while, the alcohol started to hit her. A blush rose on her face, a faint pink spreading from the corners of her eyes to her neck, making her look all the more alluring.

Chu Feiliang held her cup, swirling the rim against her lips now and then without actually drinking much. She looked at Rong Guang and asked, “Are you drunk?”

“No… I’m not!” Rong Guang let out a soft hiccup, looking charmingly naive. She giggled and said, “Sister, I’m not drunk.”

That meant she was drunk.

Chu Feiliang’s lips curved into a smile, her eyelids slightly lowered as she said, “Mm.”

Rong Guang stood up, stumbling a little without realizing it. She let out a questioning “Hm?” feeling as if she were stepping on cotton, a sense of unreality.

She steadied herself by holding onto the table with both hands. Feeling that she had found her balance, she said slowly, “Right, I… I have something to give you…”

Chu Feiliang leisurely straightened the hem of her clothes and stood up with Rong Guang. “What is it?”

“Come with me.” Rong Guang’s eyes curved, but her pupils were dark and bright, the contrast between black and white sharp and clear.

This gaze sent Chu Feiliang into a daze, and she followed her involuntarily.

In the room, Rong Guang grabbed her bag and secretly glanced back at Chu Feiliang.

Chu Feiliang stood there without moving.

Then she watched as Rong Guang lowered her head with an embarrassed smile, before turning to sneak another peek at her.

At this point, Chu Feiliang finally sensed that something was not quite right.

How was this just drunk?

This was clearly so drunk she was a bit dizzy… even the small, unconscious actions she made looked so adorable, like a little puppy caught hiding its food.

A wave of bitterness rose to Chu Feiliang’s lips.

How many sips did she just give Rong Guang? Hopefully, she wouldn’t just pass out later.

The small cups weren’t even full, and she had deliberately reduced the amount for Rong Guang. In total, it was only six small sips. Was she already this dizzy?

That shouldn’t be possible…

Chu Feiliang couldn’t help but stare at Rong Guang for a while.

Rong Guang finally turned her head. Her gaze drifted a little under Chu Feiliang’s stare, but she still bit her moist lip and said, “This is for you!”

Chu Feiliang stared into her eyes.

At first, Rong Guang could still smile at her, but after a moment, her gaze shifted to the side, looking somewhat guilty.

Chu Feiliang narrowed her eyes. She understood. This was her using the alcohol as an excuse to be bold.

She chuckled softly, picked up the exquisite envelope, and said, “What’s this?”

“A love letter,” Rong Guang said in an even smaller voice.

Afterward, she gently clasped her hands in front of her stomach, looking a little nervous. “Actually… actually, this is my love letter. There was no friend. I am that friend.”

Chu Feiliang fiddled with the love letter but didn’t open it, nor did she make any other move.

Rong Guang looked at her expectantly. After a long while, seeing that Chu Feiliang had no reaction, she finally couldn’t bear it anymore and said pitifully, “Aren’t you going to open it and see?”

“Not now.” Chu Feiliang’s hand rubbed against the envelope a few times. She smiled gently and said, “I’ll wait for a day when I’m in better spirits to read it. That way, I can remember it more deeply and clearly.”

There were only a few short lines on the envelope.

But Chu Feiliang felt that those few lines were already seared into her heart.

To Chu Feiliang.

From Rong Guang.

Just these two lines alone were heavier than anything else.

Rong Guang’s breath hitched for a moment.

Her hands clenched almost instantly. She looked at Chu Feiliang nervously, seeming to want to say something, but suddenly not knowing how to begin.

Chu Feiliang interrupted her, saying, “Rong Guang, since you’ve given me the love letter, I have some questions for you too.”

Rong Guang nodded obediently, letting Chu Feiliang take her hand and lead her to the small garden on the terrace.

The snow on the roof had melted due to the indoor temperature. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, offering a direct view of the night sky not obscured by tall buildings.

Flowers were still in full bloom everywhere in the conservatory, emitting a very fresh and fragrant scent of flowers and plants.

Rong Guang’s spirits lifted, but she wished she could have remained in her previous dizzy state.

She was still dizzy, but not enough to give her the courage to act recklessly.

So Rong Guang looked at Chu Feiliang, turned back, and brought out two bottles of wine. She handed one to Chu Feiliang and, without another word, tilted her head back and chugged several more mouthfuls.

Chu Feiliang paused, watching the movement of Rong Guang’s throat as she drank and her long, fair neck. After a moment, she said, “You… you like me, don’t you?”

Rong Guang had drunk too fast. After putting the bottle down, she gasped for breath for a moment.

She heard Chu Feiliang’s question.

She didn’t know what nerve the words had struck, but Rong Guang suddenly felt her nose sting and her eyes burn.

She hurriedly lowered her head, watching large teardrops fall to the ground, and said with a sob, “Yes… I like you. I’ve liked you for a long, long time…”

This affection had been hidden in her heart for a full eight years.

If she counted the days since her rebirth, it might have been even longer.

At first, it was clearly just admiration, just a desire to be a little closer to Chu Feiliang.

A large part of the reason she chose to enter the entertainment industry was because she liked Chu Feiliang.

Everything about Chu Feiliang in front of the camera made her fall madly in love. So in the end, Rong Guang relied on this sincere and pure affection to persevere in this circle until now.

Because she had a firm belief, she could press forward without hesitation.

She didn’t know when this admiration had transformed. Rong Guang began to look forward to talking more with Chu Feiliang, to filming with her, to hoping that one day, Chu Feiliang could be… with her.

Even just thinking about it was good enough.

She never expected Chu Feiliang to have noticed.

Although her actions after her rebirth had indeed been very obvious, and she had even hoped that Chu Feiliang would notice… she was always wavering in her indecision, worried that after finding out, Chu Feiliang would start to avoid her.

She never thought that, for all sorts of reasons, it would be Chu Feiliang who asked this question first.

And she had no idea how Chu Feiliang would answer her.

“Oh,” Chu Feiliang replied briefly.

Rong Guang instantly looked up, her eyes wide with panic as she looked at Chu Feiliang. That single, cool “oh” shattered all her fantasies, and she sobered up in an instant, even feeling a faint sense of alarm.

Chu Feiliang noticed Rong Guang’s expression. Her heart was touched, and she couldn’t be bothered to keep Rong Guang in suspense any longer. She said directly, “Then why don’t you ask me?”

Rong Guang subconsciously followed, “Ask what?”

“Ask me if I like you.” Chu Feiliang turned the pale pink envelope over and over in her hands, constantly fighting the urge to tear it open.

After a long moment, she finally suppressed that impulse, placed the envelope on the table in the conservatory, and made sure no accidents would happen because it was on her person. Only then did she look up again, gazing at Rong Guang encouragingly.

Rong Guang was a little unsure of what Chu Feiliang was thinking.

But Chu Feiliang’s expression was very gentle, even faintly encouraging…

She gritted her teeth, deciding to go for broke, and mustered her courage to say, “Do… do you like me?”

“Wrong.” Chu Feiliang shook her head, continuing to coax the child. “Think again, how did I ask you just now?”

Rong Guang’s toes curled nervously, and her eyes felt hot again. Her mind frantically tried to recall what Chu Feiliang had said. Finally, she stammered out an imitation, “You… you like me, don’t you?”

“That’s right.” Chu Feiliang nodded, a brilliant smile finally blooming on her face.

Then, amidst Rong Guang’s somewhat stunned expression, she took a step forward, pulled Rong Guang into her arms, and hugged her tightly. “Yes, I do,” she said.

Rong Guang asked dumbly, “Yes… yes what?”

“I like you.” Chu Feiliang took a step back, a faint blush rising on her face as well. She cleared her throat and said, “I’m a few years older than you, after all, so I won’t beat around the bush—Sister likes you, really likes you.”

Rong Guang opened her mouth, about to say something again, but Chu Feiliang interrupted her. “I know what you want to ask.”

Rong Guang looked at her, hesitated, and didn’t ask the question.

Chu Feiliang tilted her head and said, “I don’t know what to say either. How about this, I’ll ask, you answer.”

Rong Guang nodded.

Chu Feiliang looked at Rong Guang’s face, a glint in her eyes that held the air of a big bad wolf. “Can I hold you while we talk?”

“Y-yes.” Rong Guang took a few small steps on the spot and even proactively opened her arms. She herself was desperate for it.

Seeing that Chu Feiliang hadn’t moved yet, Rong Guang’s head felt a little dizzy. The aftereffects of the wine she had just chugged seemed to be rising again. She shifted on the spot a few more times, the alcohol making her feel like she was floating in the clouds. She said with a blush, “Sister, hold me…”

Chu Feiliang did as she was told and hugged her.

As her arms filled with a fragrant and soft warmth, Chu Feiliang let out a particularly satisfied sigh.

She let out a long breath, rested her chin on the side of Rong Guang’s neck, and buried her head in her embrace, taking a deep breath.

The familiar scent made her feel joyful. Chu Feiliang continued, “Is it comfortable being held?”

Rong Guang gently nodded her head against her shoulder.

Chu Feiliang was satisfied.

She began to push her luck. “Then can I kiss you?”

The little head that was gently rubbing against her suddenly froze.

The moment Chu Feiliang lowered her head coincided with Rong Guang raising hers.

Rong Guang’s eyes seemed to be filled with crushed, gentle starlight, as moist as water.

At this moment, their noses were touching, with not even a paper’s width of distance between them. They could both smell the fragrant aroma coming from each other, scorching and rich.

Chu Feiliang couldn’t help but swallow lightly, staring at Rong Guang’s moist, full lips as if possessed, wanting to bite them.

She deliberately lowered her voice, slowing her tone, her voice full of enticement. “Can I? Can I kiss you?”

Rong Guang’s eyelids trembled a few times. She didn’t speak, but she gently stood on her tiptoes and proactively kissed Chu Feiliang’s lips.

The moment their lips touched, Chu Feiliang’s eyes curved into a wide smile.

Immediately after, Chu Feiliang freed one hand and gently cupped the back of Rong Guang’s neck, constantly soothing her, while she repeatedly and gently nibbled, bit, and licked her lips, occasionally sucking on them, which was enough to hear Rong Guang’s breathing suddenly become heavy.

Rong Guang felt like she was about to drown.

Her head spun, and the tingling numbness and comfort from her lips made her feel dazed, her legs growing weak.

Her hands involuntarily wrapped around Chu Feiliang’s waist, and one hand caressed up and down Chu Feiliang’s back. Then, she felt a hand seem to lift her top and gently touch her waist.

Rong Guang let out a short gasp and subconsciously shrank back, murmuring, “So cold…”

Their lips separated, the color of both much deeper.

Rong Guang could feel the alternating hot and cold breaths on her lips. She couldn’t help but purse them. Her lips were burning, and thinking about what had just happened, she felt dazed, as if she were in a dream.

“Sister…” Rong Guang murmured a few times.

Chu Feiliang also took a deep breath. When she spoke, her voice was much hoarser than before, laced with thick longing. “Do you understand now?”

Rong Guang nodded subconsciously, her gaze involuntarily falling to her own waist.

Chu Feiliang chuckled softly, then leaned close to Rong Guang’s ear and whispered, “My liking for you isn’t the kind of liking for a little sister next door, nor is it the appreciation for a junior…”

Rong Guang’s ears turned bright red, the blush spreading all the way to her neck, a pinkish hue against her white skin that looked very biteable.

Chu Feiliang stared at that patch of red, feeling a little itch.

She thought about how Rong Guang had let her kiss her and had even been trying hard to cooperate. She narrowed her eyes, opened her mouth, and gently nipped a piece of soft flesh on the side of Rong Guang’s neck.

Rong Guang’s whole body trembled, but she held on and didn’t flinch.

While gnawing on that small piece of soft flesh, Chu Feiliang said indistinctly, “It’s the kind of like where I crave your body.”

Rong Guang’s hands tightened, finally gripping the fabric at Chu Feiliang’s waist tightly. Then she bit her lower lip hard.

After a while, she felt that the piece of soft flesh was almost numb. But Rong Guang still tried to tilt her slender neck up, doing her best to cooperate with Chu Feiliang’s actions, letting her bite, and said in a choked voice, “Me… me too…”

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