For some unknown reason, when Yan Shiqing referred to herself as ‘older sister’, she had a strange sense of familiarity.
Inexplicably, she recalled the image of Qingning’s legs swaying behind her that night, and the soft calls she made in a low, breathy voice by her ear, “It feels so good~”.
“You’re amazing, little sister~”
As Shen Qiaoyu was lost in her thoughts, her ears gradually turned red.
Meanwhile, Yan Shiqing, who was kneeling in front of her, noticed that she was lost in thought again. Her gaze shifted to her blushing ears, making her smile even more. Without hesitation, she reached out and massaged her gently.
Her palms were covered in medicinal oil, which she firmly pressed against Shen Qiaoyu’s thigh. The touch was smooth, greasy, and soft. Then, she proceeded to knead continuously, allowing the oil to gradually seep into the muscles and achieve the goal of promoting blood circulation and relieving pain.
Shen Qiaoyu immediately let out a sharp intake of breath. The temperature of Yan Shiqing’s hands was completely different from that of her leg, combined with the heat of the medicinal oil and the accompanying soreness from being massaged.
She didn’t expect it, but in reality, it’s actually quite comfortable.
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It was precisely that glance that Shen Qiaoyu caught on. She asked her softly, “What’s wrong? Don’t feel like massaging anymore? Your hands are getting tired from massaging for such a long time?”
After hearing these words, Yan Shiqing didn’t know why, but her mind drifted away. She thought about Shen Qiaoyu’s hands that could caress her for half a night without getting tired, especially when she applied pressure with her fingers.
With this in mind, she couldn’t help but curl her lips and said sweetly, “Yeah, so what if my arms get sore? My partner takes care of me and always helps me out.”
“But I can still manage to give you a leg massage if you want.”
Shen Qiaoyu: “…”
She was unexpectedly fed with dog food.
She was caught off guard, wracking her brain on how to also show off her affection for Qingning. Yet, Yan Shiqing suddenly fell silent, only to speak calmly after a while, “Over these years, I’ve actually always wanted to apologize to you.”
As she spoke, she continued to massage her leg.
Shen Qiaoyu was surprised by her sudden words and felt a burning sensation on her leg.
How did the conversation suddenly take such an emotional turn?
Nevertheless, she quickly realized and cleared her throat, responding, “Which time are you referring to, when you wanted to apologize to me?”
Yan Shiqing: “…”
“When you offended me, there were numerous occasions,” Shen Qiaoyu revealed another smile and asked her, “Was it about you taking my towel and jacket?”
Speaking of this matter, Yan Shiqing’s face turned red all over, and her eyes welled up with tears.
At that time, she couldn’t control her emotions at all. She couldn’t help but take them. She knew it was not normal and was afraid of being discovered by Shen Qiaoyu, so she planned to return them the next day.
But her mother controlled her too strictly. When Madam Yan searched her room, she found all of her secrets and then interrogated her sternly, ”How can you like girls? Where did you learn that from?!”
She huddled in the corner, watching her mother go crazy and destroy all her CDs, books, and photos with red eyes, then shouted at her, “You’re changing rooms!”
“You’re so young, how can you learn all these messy things?”
“It’s fine if you like boys, but why do you specifically like girls?!”
“I won’t change!” In an instant, tears streamed down her face, and she stubbornly said, “I want to stay here!”
Because she could see Shen Qiaoyu from here.
Seeing her like this, Madam Yan couldn’t help but squat down and hug her, crying as well, repeatedly saying, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it’s all mommy’s fault. Mommy lost you, and that’s why you suffered and learned those bad habits outside.”
“It’s okay, we’ll change, and everything will be fine. You were just confused for a moment and learned bad things outside.”
But what should she do if she just liked her? She couldn’t change.
No matter how she resisted, it seemed that all she got in return was her mother’s accusation of learning bad things.
In her mother’s eyes, girls shouldn’t like girls; that was considered problematic.
Her mother dragged her to school and made her admit to stealing in front of everyone. She took her to see a psychiatrist and prohibited her from having any contact with Shen Qiaoyu. She even monitored her every move through various means and searched her room every day.
She also said to her, “Shiqing, don’t blame Mom. You’ll understand in the future that everything Mom does is for your own good. You’ve just been temporarily misguided. Just change yourself and everything will be fine.”
“It doesn’t matter that you stole something. Our family has power and influence. No matter what you’ve done, those friends will never leave you. They will always suck up to you. You will forever be the center of attention.”
Yes, she will always be the center of attention.
But Shen Qiaoyu is different from all of them.
Since that incident, she stopped being friends with her, keeping her distance.
Lost in thought, Yan Shiqing lowered her head and continued massaging Shen Qiaoyu’s legs, whispering, “I’m sorry…”
Since she grew up, it was the first time Shen Qiaoyu had seen her apologizing like this obediently, which made her feel somewhat strange.
The pain in her legs gradually faded away. She stared at Yan Shiqing and tentatively asked, “What about that incident during the cultural performance?”
Yan Shiqing was startled for a moment, then said, “I was feeling dizzy and I felt like I was going to fall, so I instinctively lunged towards your side. I didn’t expect to pull down your skirt. I’m sorry.”
The fact that she was so complacent today made Shen Qiaoyu start to doubt if she had some ulterior motive.
But it was necessary to speak up, so she continued asking, “Why did you insist on going on stage despite having a high fever? It caused the school nurse and even my parents to scold me for not taking care of you.”
Upon hearing these words, Yan Shiqing was even surprised and replied, “When I woke up, you weren’t there. I didn’t know you were being scolded. I’m sorry.”
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