Su Xiao Nuo finally understood why Su Nuo said today was a rest day.
After a wild night, it wasn’t until the afternoon of the next day that the busty girl finally woke up.
But Mengmei had already been playing with her phone for quite a while!
When Su Nuo opened her eyes, she heard a faint voice:
“You’re finally awake. Last night, you…”
“Don’t say it,” the girl rubbed her temples, “I’ll give you a Little Roast Chicken draw, let’s just forget about it.”
Such a tiny hobby, let’s not talk about it anymore.
“Hmph!”
Although she was unwilling, Su Xiao Nuo could only accept it.
She lay in bed a while longer, then Su Nuo rubbed her sore waist, struggled to get up, turned on the computer, and topped up.
Golden light flashed across the screen from time to time, some real and some fake “good luck.” In the end, Su Nuo still hit the big guarantee.
When she equipped the Supreme Little Roast Chicken and entered the game, other people crowded around to watch, and she felt very heroic, unable to hold back a chant:
“Finally using Supreme Little Gwen, brothers, uh uh uh uh uh (fake cry).”
But then she suddenly remembered that this game item worth over a thousand was hard-earned money from sleeping with her beloved girl and big sister, and the sadness surged up again.
“Wuwuwuwu.”
This time it was a real cry, a very sad one. The colorful game screen became dull, so she chose to surrender at 2-2, closed the game.
“Not playing?”
Su Nuo was puzzled.
“Not in the mood today,” Su Xiao Nuo wiped her eyes, “I’ll play next time.”
Mengmei needed some time to heal her heartbreak too.
“All right, then I’ll sleep a bit longer.”
***
At the same time, in the Sheng Qin Group’s building, it was quiet everywhere during the lunch break.
Usually, Lin Yingluo would take a short nap, but today she didn’t feel sleepy, and…
On the desk in front of her was a desktop computer and two laptops, one big and one small.
The big one was for work, the small one for personal use.
She opened the small one, hesitated on the browser page for a long time, and finally typed a line softly—
[My girlfriend might be an M, what should I do?]
***
Su Nuo’s nap didn’t last long. She woke up hungry and went to get something to eat.
While tidying the kitchen, she discovered through the Habao Mini Program on her Tablet that there was a study that had never been used, now showing as occupied.
Who could it be?
Lin Chu Xi?
She went upstairs to the second floor, and sure enough, it was the well-proportioned black-haired girl, holding a Mao Bi.
On the table in front of her was a sheet of Xuan Paper, as if she had just finished a piece and was doing the final touches.
Su Nuo quickly softened her breathing, not wanting to disturb her, but Lin Chu Xi had already noticed.
“Come in.”
“Um… I just wanted to see why the room light was on over here,” Su Nuo pushed the door open and walked in, “Xi Xi, you know calligraphy?”
She glanced at the Xuan Paper, good grief, that was powerful and vigorous, but she couldn’t recognize what character it was…
“It’s ‘Shang Shan Ruo Shui’.”
Lin Chu Xi spoke up.
She set down the Mao Bi, picked up a Mo Tiao, and slowly ground it on the Inkstone.
For some reason, Su Nuo felt the action was a bit seductive.
Tsk, looks like last night was too wild, her mind was foggy today.
“You write so well, I didn’t expect you had this skill too,” Su Nuo said. “Truly hiding your talents.”
She confirmed in her head with Su Xiao Nuo that Lin Chu Xi had never done calligraphy in the dorm.
“Really, it’s just a useless small skill.”
Lin Chu Xi set down the Mo Tiao, picked up a Towel and wiped her hands, her expression calm.
“When I was in school, not to mention Mao Bi and calligraphy, even fountain pens were almost phased out. In my sister’s childhood, people still valued calligraphy and attended interest classes, so she was required to practice.”
She smiled, lips pulling slightly.
“But later, no one expected the Neutral Pen to arrive so soon. Writing clear and small square characters with a Neutral Pen became a required skill for every student, and traditional Mao Bi and fountain pens instead became things that affected hand feel.”
Su Nuo nodded in deep understanding.
She’d experienced that transition period herself, back in elementary school.
“But you learned calligraphy too.”
“Yes, because my sister practiced when she was young, so I had to as well. They wanted me to be as excellent as my sister, even to the point of replicating her growth path.”
“Ah, this is a bit too…”
Su Nuo wanted to criticize Uncle and Aunt for standing in Lin Chu Xi’s shoes, but then remembered her own parents would be coming in a few days.
If she badmouthed them now, she might feel guilty later.
“But your calligraphy is really good.”
If she couldn’t criticize Uncle and Aunt, then she would praise Lin Chu Xi.
According to the theory of relativity, complimenting someone was equivalent to disparaging others.
It was like wishing a student luck on exams—the more points you wish them, the more you curse the thousands who miss out by that margin.
“Thank you. I did practice a lot and even received school awards, and was invited to participate in the School Calligraphy Competition.”
Su Nuo couldn’t help but admire.
“That amazing? How did you do in the end?”
Lin Chu Xi looked at her and quietly said three words:
“I didn’t go.”
“Eh? Why?”
“Because my sister never competed in calligraphy. She was among the first to embrace the Neutral Pen, loving its simplicity and efficiency. At that time, my family was hesitant, not knowing whether I should go. If I did, it would mean continuing on the path of calligraphy and completely deviating from my sister’s path.”
Lin Chu Xi spoke softly.
“I saw them hesitating and took the initiative to say I wouldn’t go, that I felt there was no point in continuing.”
She looked back at the Xuan Paper and Inkstone on the desk.
“In the end, it turned out to be true. It’s basically useless, only something to entertain myself with when I’m bored.”
Although the girl appeared calm and collected, Su Nuo thought that having a skill you’re talented at end up gathering dust in a storeroom had to hurt inside.
She understood that feeling.
The various talents she’d picked up since childhood had mostly been drowned by the tides of time, never useful.
“It might not be useless forever. Our group’s team might use it for shooting videos later,” Su Nuo encouraged her. “It’s a good time to practice again, get your touch back.”
“Really?”
“Of course it’s true. Tomorrow is our team’s first gathering, and I’ll bring it up. I won’t bother you, I’ll go look for something outside.”
Watching the busty girl’s back disappear, Lin Chu Xi’s eyes darkened a little, half her delicate face swallowed by the chandelier’s shadow.
Nono is so kind, understanding, gentle, and always able to touch the deepest part of my heart.
It feels like as long as I’m with her, all the bad things in the world will turn for the better.
So good, so good, but such a wonderful you—why did my sister reach you first?
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