Chapter 164: (Extra 1)

“Qinglu woke up.”

Xu Zhaojiu, who was working on the sofa, jumped up and rushed to the monitor:

“Awake? Finally awake?”

Without Ling Yi’s answer, Xu Zhaojiu saw the answer herself.

In the monitor’s picture, the B-number machine was in open mode, and the cabin was empty.

And by the window, two women were huddled together, embracing, kissing, the wind blowing the white curtains beside them, gently swaying their hair.

With so many years of sisterhood, Xu Zhaojiu could recognize them even from the back of their heads. The woman with her back to the monitor was Qinglu.

“She finally woke up!” Xu Zhaojiu happily danced in place for a few times. “If she didn’t wake up, I would have to ask my big cousin to pay the breach of contract for her.”

Xu Zhaojiu stubbornly wanted to start her own business as a clothing designer, with very little money in her pocket. She couldn’t even afford the star-net models. She envied Qinglu’s appearance and temperament, and finally persuaded Qinglu to agree to be the model for her first batch of finished products.

Ling Yi: “Qinglu just woke up for less than two minutes, and you’re already exploiting her?”

“We’re sisters, no need to stand on ceremony, as long as she’s alive.” Xu Zhaojiu was about to run to her sister, then halfway back, “Shouldn’t I disturb them?”

Ling Yi glanced at the monitor, “They’re coming out.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhaojiu ran over like a streak of lightning. She thought her big cousin was going to take Qinglu home, but she didn’t expect her big cousin to say as soon as they met:

“I’ve made an appointment with Dr. Lin to do a comprehensive examination for Qinglu at the hospital. You and Ling Yi should come too.”

Only then did Xu Zhaojiu remember this matter. When her big cousin logged out of the A-number machine initially, she also made an appointment with a private doctor for an examination, and she also asked Xu Zhaojiu and Lingyi to do it together, meticulous and thoughtful.

Moved, Xu Zhaojiu said, “Big cousin, you take Qinglu with you. I won’t disturb your time together. Ling Yi and I just finished our examination, and we haven’t been in the cabin recently—”

“You’ve misunderstood,” Song Pianxian looked up, smiled slightly, “If there’s any problem with Qinglu’s medical report, according to the law and the contract, your company needs to draft a reasonable compensation plan for me to review.”

“…”

Wait, what’s going on? Xu Zhaojiu reacted and said firmly, “When disaster strikes, everyone runs for themselves. I don’t have any shares in this company. If you want to trouble Ling Yi, go ahead. I’m your sister, your family.”

Ling Yi, who was walking behind them, said, “…”

Song Pianxian kept her word and really took them to the hospital together.

Dr. Lin had been waiting at the hospital. After a series of tests, the results of all the medical examinations could be obtained in half an hour.

Dr. Lin, who had been the Song Family’s private doctor for over ten years, said at this time, “Miss Song, Madam asked me a few days ago about your routine medical examination report…”

Before Song Pianxian could speak, Xu Zhaojiu cut in, “Oh, this kind of small matter doesn’t need to be reviewed by Auntie… What do you say, big cousin?”

Song Pianxian glanced at her, flipping through Qinglu’s medical examination report, carefully reading each page, the sound of flipping pages echoing slowly until she finished reading the entire report. Song Pianxian closed the report and said to Dr. Lin:

“There are no abnormalities in the medical examination results. No need to report.”

Dr. Lin respectfully said, “Yes.”

Xu Zhaojiu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Pianxian glanced at her cousin and ignored her.

Seeing that there was no need to be responsible for compensating the client’s health, Xu Zhaojiu quickly grabbed Ling Yi and left. Song Pianxian withdrew her gaze, turned her head, and saw Qinglu looking at her.

Since she was brought out of the cabin, it seemed like she was always looking at herself, with a slight smile on her lips and a focused gaze.

Previously, Song Pianxian was worried about Qinglu’s health. After the initial joy, she took her to check her body. Only now did she let go of this matter, and immediately, her attention inevitably shifted to other aspects.

The impression brought by the Quick Transmigration World to Song Pianxian was too deep, like memories accumulated in her mind, continuously pressing down on the original world, separating reality from illusion and intertwining.

She spent more than ten days, just like a kind of “reverse jet lag,” integrating herself into the real world, accepting that those memories were nothing more than a wonderful game.

But now, finally seeing Qinglu, who had the deepest connection with her in the game, Song Pianxian felt a little dazed. Qinglu seemed familiar yet unfamiliar, like a long-lost acquaintance.

Qinglu’s pupils were beautiful, a reddish-brown maple syrup color, reflecting a sweet light. When her eyes narrowed slightly, they appeared hazy and intoxicating, carrying a hint of affection for everyone. Her figure was tall, flexible, and full of curves, wrapped in a burgundy sweater dress, becoming more exquisite and charming.

Song Pianxian’s gaze swept past the beautiful clavicle at the neckline of the sweater dress, slid along Qinglu’s gracefully curved calves covered in the soft burgundy fabric, then to her slender ankles, and finally to the delicate black leather shoes she was wearing.

All of this made Song Pianxian realize that Qinglu had indeed grown up. The charm of both a girl and a woman intertwined in her, creating a captivating demeanor that was hard to ignore—even because of Qinglu’s tall stature and the mature aura she exuded, Song Pianxian found it difficult to find any trace of innocence in her.

But as Qinglu looked at the faint smile on Song Pianxian’s lips, she looked exceptionally obedient. While being charming, she also resembled a gentle deer.

Her gaze was soft and bright, as if gently nudging Song Pianxian with antlers, or tilting her head to hook Song Pianxian’s hand, wanting Song Pianxian to touch her—

Stop, Song Pianxian thought, what kind of person is Qinglu after all? She had seen clearly in the four instances.

She is not a deer, beneath her soft skin lies bones as hard as a wolf’s. Stubbornness has long been a part of her blood and bones, accompanying her as she grew up, settling in the depths of her reddish-brown eyes, instructing her every move, and nourishing her skin to the point of dazzling allure.

Qinglu met Song Pianxian’s gaze, raised the small cake box in her hand, and spoke with a soft voice, with a hint of a hook in her tone:

“Shall we go home? Eat cake?”

Song Pianxian’s gaze shifted to the small cake she had given her.

This little cake, Song Pianxian had forgotten about it the moment she saw Qinglu, but Qinglu always carried it wherever she went.

The little one had grown up, her mind still full of thoughts, but she refused to put down the cake tied with a bow, undermining her mature demeanor.

Song Pianxian thought, with a hint of a smile in her eyes, nodded in agreement:

“Yes, let’s go home.”

Since Qinglu woke up that day, many things had naturally progressed.

However, for the four of them who knew the truth, it was natural to go along with it, but in the eyes of others, it was like a bolt from the blue—

For example, for Mr. and Mrs. Song, when they suddenly learned that their daughter was dating Qinglu, whom they treated like their own daughter, their expressions were quite complex for a moment. It was as if their daughter, who never joked, and the extremely obedient Qinglu had told them a fantasy story together, and it took them two glasses of warm water to come to their senses.

Mrs. Song was quite open-minded. Since Song Pianxian turned 18, only their daughter had a say in their house. Now that they agreed, she wouldn’t rush to become a bad mother-in-law. Moreover, on second thought, the cabbage they raised at home was more reassuring to eat. There was nothing to object to.

Mr. Song and Qinglu’s father were old friends. Learning that the girl they had raised as a niece might one day become their daughter-in-law or son-in-law, in other words, officially becoming family on the household register, they were surprised at first but accepted it quite well afterward. After all, those who achieve great things don’t stick to trivial matters, and they all end up in the same place.

There were no other voices within the Song Family, and even if it spread to the outside world, it was smooth sailing. Even if there were one or two discordant voices, they couldn’t stir up any waves.

It was only Xu Zhaojiu who secretly found Qinglu, expressing concern: “Little Qinglu, I’ve been thinking, will Big Sister mind you…”

Qinglu squinted, took off her silver-framed glasses, set aside the obscure professional literature in her hand, and smiled: “Mind what?”

“Just… you almost couldn’t wake up last time, what if Big Sister is only with you because of this moral pressure—ah, I’m not cursing you, I’m just suggesting a possibility.”

Xu Zhaojiu’s voice grew smaller and smaller, afraid of dampening her sisters’ romantic passion. But she didn’t expect Qinglu to be so decisive and confident:

“Impossible.”

“Huh?” Xu Zhaojiu blinked, so confident?

Qinglu raised her eyebrows with a sharp arc, casually and confidently said: “I can feel Pianxian’s feelings for me, she can’t fake it.”

“Is that so…”

Qinglu nodded, relaxed, even picked up the literature again and started reading, showing a sense of assurance.

Xu Zhaojiu breathed a sigh of relief and left.

When Song Pianxian returned to their apartment at night, she relaxed her tired muscles in the bathtub, enveloped in the scent of roses.

Just as Song Pianxian stepped out of the bathroom, she saw Qinglu putting the tablet on the bedside table and looking up.

Then Qinglu propped herself up, took the towel from Song Pianxian’s hand, and slowly dried her half-damp hair.

Song Pianxian sat on the edge of the bed, letting her do it.

Qinglu’s low, hoarse voice drifted to Song Pianxian amidst the dim yellow light:

“Big Sister, do you know what Xu Zhaojiu told me today?”

This was about to lodge a complaint. Song Pianxian chuckled and replied:

“What?”

Qinglu repeated Xu Zhaojiu’s words and her response, then asked again:

“…was I right?”

Song Pianxian didn’t answer immediately. Qinglu tightened the damp towel in her hand: “Big Sister?”

“Hmm?” Song Pianxian let out a soft hum from her nose.

Qinglu got off the bed, crouched in front of her, looked up at her, and pursed her lips:

“Right?”

Song Pianxian’s fingertips brushed against Qinglu’s cheek, carrying some lingering moisture, as if tiny bubbles burst open in that small area, gently, a bit ticklish.

Song Pianxian slightly lowered her head, getting closer, and Qinglu seemed to want to dodge, but the next moment she stretched her neck and met her halfway.

Their lips lightly brushed against each other, leaving behind a faint warmth that seemed to linger.

“When you talked to Xu Zhaojiu, you weren’t very sure.” Song Pianxian looked into Qinglu’s eyes.

In the somewhat dim light, the color of those eyes was much deeper, reminding her of Qinglu’s ambitious nature, as if as long as she uttered half a sentence of denial, Qinglu would pounce on her, silence the rest of her words, and drag her into an endless abyss of pleasure until Song Pianxian retracted her words.

But Song Pianxian could see the unease hidden deep within Qinglu.

Song Pianxian sighed lightly. Qinglu, relying on her self-awareness and intelligence, had already deduced the correct answer, but love seemed to require the other person to say it with their own mouth—this was a bit of love knowledge Song had absorbed during her leisure time.

“Listen carefully.” Song Pianxian restrained her lazy demeanor and said, “I won’t accept a relationship that I don’t expect or even reject for someone’s life. I won’t accept such coercion and threats, even if you are someone I value.”

Therefore, she accepted Qinglu, just because she was willing.

Qinglu’s sleep allowed Song Pianxian to quickly discern what was most important in that situation, rather than being disrupted by mixed emotions, and allowed the two of them to avoid unnecessary twists and turns.

“If I hadn’t been moved, I would have treated your actions as a farce. Since you signed the disclaimer, I won’t interfere with what happens next. If you wake up, it’s best. If you don’t, the Song Family will take care of your lifelong expenses. You know, that’s nothing to the Song Family.”

Song Pianxian’s voice was calm, almost using a cold, business-like negotiating attitude to explain her actions to Qinglu, which quickly chilled the atmosphere in the bedroom but also made it impossible for Qinglu to shift her gaze away from her.

Qinglu chuckled lightly and rested her chin on Song Pianxian’s knee. “I know, Big Sister.”

She knew, she should know Song Pianxian’s actions. From beginning to end, she liked this kind of Song Pianxian, not entirely gentle and soft-hearted, but with her own principles, unaffected by external factors.

Song Pianxian stroked Qinglu’s long hair.

She had something else to tell Qinglu.

During this period of getting along, she and Qinglu could be described as harmonious, which made Song Pianxian surprised that “treating Little Sister as a lover could result in such sweet love,” while habitually analyzing why the two of them were so compatible.

This inevitably involved teasing and guidance from friends, and in the end, Song Pianxian understood one thing—

Setting aside work, she didn’t have much thought about love, like a cup of lukewarm water, not even bothering to ripple. If she really married the warm and gentle Zhuo Ming, it would probably only be a polite cooperation.

Qinglu was passionate and stubborn, which might not be considered an excellent personality by others, but for Song Pianxian, only such a person—

Only Qinglu in the copies who was always focused whenever she looked at her could make Song Pianxian’s heart beat faster.

Only Qinglu outside the copies, who ran towards her regardless of everything else, could completely ignite Song Pianxian.

Song Pianxian didn’t say it. Although Qinglu was younger than herself, she gave herself enough, substantial sense of security.

She was very satisfied with her little girlfriend.

These things Song Pianxian had not yet told Qinglu. There was still time, and she was prepared to tell Qinglu slowly.

The Song Family had Dr. Lin conduct routine physical examinations every three months, but after Qinglu went to university and no longer lived at home, there was no mention of physical examinations. Previously, Song Pianxian only reminded her to undergo routine physical examinations, but since the “journey” a few months ago, she had personally accompanied Qinglu.

Qinglu never boasted about her own contributions, and Ling Yi was even more reserved, unable to withstand the constant murmuring of Xu Zhaojiu.

Xu Zhaojiu told Song Pianxian that Qinglu originally had two choices. One was semi-immersion, meaning Qinglu could return to the real world after leaving the task copy each time, take a brief rest, and then re-enter the game, which would reduce her mental stress.

The second option was the full immersion that she chose, blocking her consciousness for a long time, creating a completely new identity for herself in the game, and building the game on the basis of thought particles—just like Song Pianxian thought she was “Jian Yixin,” in the game, Qinglu thought she was just an ordinary guest coming to experience the project, and meeting Song Pianxian was just a romantic and brief encounter.

For the Qinglu in the game, she had no secrets from Song Pianxian. Every word she said was sincere. She had a conscious emotional foundation for the Song Pianxian in the copy, but more importantly, it was new—

“You can think of it as Qinglu losing her memory and falling in love with you again.”

And Qinglu was sure that the version of herself that lost her memory would fall in love with Song Pianxian again.

Song Pianxian naturally understood the meaning behind this, otherwise, Qinglu’s adventure—or rather, this reckless gamble, would be meaningless.

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Translator: Glariosa
Editor: Ruu

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