Pfft~
Cool water splashed onto Su Qi’s cheeks.
Having just experienced, for the first time in his life, using the restroom as a girl—his face flushed and heart pounding—Su Qi suddenly felt himself cool down.
Feeling the dampness on his cheeks, Su Qi casually picked up a towel from the bathroom that belonged to Elder Sister Wen Yin and gently wiped his face.
Inhaling the unique orchid fragrance lingering on Elder Sister Wen Yin’s soft towel, Su Qi felt his restless mood gradually settle.
But as he was about to hang the towel back in its place, Su Qi paused in surprise.
Huh? Logically, with Elder Sister Wen Yin’s gentle and clean personality, shouldn’t she use towels in light colors?
Like pure white, or maybe yellow and green.
But Elder Sister Wen Yin’s towel was the kind of black towel generally used by boys, and the style seemed rather similar to the one I used before.
Could it be that this towel is the same one I used?
For some reason, in that moment, Su Qi couldn’t help but remember the photo that had just fallen and, in his mind, a bold conjecture emerged on its own.
As soon as this thought arose, Su Qi quickly shook it out of his head.
No, no, that’s impossible. Maybe Elder Sister Wen Yin felt it was really comfortable after using my towel, so she bought one of the same style for herself.
Yeah, that must be it!
After giving himself a reasonable explanation in his heart, Su Qi put the towel back in its place.
Upon leaving the bathroom, Su Qi originally intended to head straight to Elder Sister Wen Yin’s bedroom.
But as he passed through the living room, he glanced unconsciously at the windowsill.
Su Qi froze on the spot.
Because, at that moment, there was a freshly washed garment hanging to dry on the balcony outside the window.
And Su Qi recognized that garment.
It was the very same item that had caught his eye before at My Joy Plaza, on the sixth floor—the Blood-red Bridal Dress.
Now, the dust that once clung to the dress was gone; Elder Sister Wen Yin must have washed it thoroughly, making it look pristine and giving it an otherworldly beauty.
Looking at the vibrant red dress, just like in the mall before, Su Qi felt as if there was a voice deep within whispering silently: Put me on, hurry, put me on.
Perhaps it was because he had become a girl, or maybe it was an instinct from his Succubus abilities, but Su Qi found himself drawn to the balcony.
The flaming red bridal dress exuded a strangely enchanting beauty.
Unlike last time at the mall, when he was too embarrassed to look closely for fear that a salesperson might try to pitch it to him, Su Qi, poor as he was, hadn’t dared take a careful look.
But now, in Elder Sister Wen Yin’s home, there was no need to pay for it… Wait, that’s not right, Elder Sister Wen Yin had already bought it and brought it home.
Su Qi could now inspect it closely.
The Blood-red Bridal Dress had a waist-cinching design, hugging the bride’s waist tightly and highlighting her delicate curves.
The skirt was styled somewhat like a cheongsam: though the hem was long and crimson, when the bride walked, one could catch glimpses of her beautiful legs.
Paired with a translucent Bridal Veil, simply looking at it filled one with the allure of traditional Chinese elegance.
Gazing at this gorgeous dress, Su Qi felt both amazed and stunned by its beauty.
Yet beyond that amazement, Su Qi also felt a sense of comfort.
Back in the mall, Su Qi had always found it strange.
Why would a saleslady pay so much attention to an ordinary student like him?
Thinking back now, perhaps that saleslady was acquainted with Elder Sister Wen Yin.
Maybe, after seeing him, she informed Elder Sister Wen Yin, which led to the whole elevator incident.
And this Blood-red Bridal Dress was bought by Elder Sister Wen Yin, likely because of him!
Realizing this, Su Qi understood that Elder Sister Wen Yin’s intention for buying the dress was probably to wear it for his sake.
But recalling his own recent behavior toward Elder Sister Wen Yin, Su Qi felt a pang of guilt.
First he’d given her the cold shoulder, then failed to reply to her messages, making her worry.
Then, the day before yesterday, in Elder Sister Wen Yin’s anxious gaze, he had been whisked away to Succubus Academy.
Each of these things had surely hurt Elder Sister Wen Yin deeply.
After a moment’s thought, Su Qi made a rather embarrassing decision.
Maybe… maybe he should put on this fiery red bridal dress, hide in Elder Sister Wen Yin’s bedroom, and give her a huge surprise.
After all, he’d seen plenty of posts online saying the same thing.
If a couple is angry at each other, the best gift is to offer oneself.
If he donned this bridal dress, surely Elder Sister Wen Yin would be delighted.
Just… just think of it as atonement… For now, he’d be Elder Sister Wen Yin’s bride. Later, it would be her turn to wear it.
Emmmmmmm, the more he thought about it, the more thrilling it seemed!
Having made up his mind, Su Qi sprang into action.
He drew the curtains and laid the strangely enchanting Blood-red Bridal Dress on the sofa.
Slowly, he slipped off his plaid skirt and knitted sweater, his feminine clothes falling away.
This time, glancing at the full-length mirror in the living room, Su Qi noticed that, except for his hair having turned black, neither his figure nor height had changed in the slightest—he looked exactly like a real girl.
Seeing this, although Su Qi had been mentally prepared, he couldn’t help but feel a headache coming on.
Ugh… How am I supposed to go to school looking like this from now on? And with my hair grown out and silky smooth, I can’t even pretend to be a boy anymore!
While Su Qi was at a loss, a breeze drifted in through the open window, making him shiver.
Not wanting to think about it any further, he fixed his gaze on the fiery Blood-red Bridal Dress.
He gently reached out his hand to try it on.
Looking at the fiery red Phoenix Dress and his own lustrous, smooth white skin, Su Qi saw red and white interweaving.
Su Qi’s flawless, fair face was tinged with a faint blush.
[Ugh. Somehow, when these two colors blend together, there’s not only a breathtaking beauty, but also a wild and unnameable urge, as if I just want to bully… fiercely.]
He shook his head, trying to shake off that improper thought.
Obeying his body’s instincts, Su Qi slowly slipped the Phoenix Dress over his head.
At first, Su Qi thought that putting on such a complicated Phoenix Dress would be extremely difficult.
But the moment the dress touched his body, what surprised Su Qi most was that it felt almost alive, automatically and perfectly hugging his skin—it barely took any effort at all to put it on.
The fiery red Phoenix Dress wrapped around Su Qi’s delicate figure.
With its strapless design, Su Qi’s smooth shoulders, as lustrous as creamy jade, were half-exposed, as were two soft, snow-white curves.
Just looking at them exuded a sweet, irresistible temptation, and made one want to tug the dress down along those fragrant shoulders.
His slender waist, barely enough to fill a hand, was perfectly accentuated by the Phoenix Dress, looking even more trim, and you could faintly see two cute dimples on his lower back.
Beneath his narrow waist, on the left side of the skirt embroidered with a Phoenix Pattern, amidst the skirt that flared like a flame, Su Qi’s every step revealed a glimpse of a long, slender, perfectly straight leg.
That unexpected, snowy white was itself alluring, making anyone want to follow that leg upwards, unable to resist the urge to taste it.
Gulp~
Even though Su Qi had mentally prepared himself before getting dressed,
At this moment, looking at the scene in the Mirror, he still couldn’t help but swallow, genuinely amazed.
And, in addition to the awe, Su Qi couldn’t help but feel a little excited.
Right now, dressed in the Phoenix Dress, he looked so beautiful—Elder Sister Wen Yin… she would definitely like him too!
After changing into the Phoenix Dress, Su Qi began happily fantasizing about surprising Elder Sister Wen Yin, heading toward her bedroom as he daydreamed.
Thump~ thump~
Perhaps it was because of the bridal outfit.
Now a bride, Su Qi thought about entering the room of Elder Sister Wen Yin, the Neighbor Big Sister he’d secretly loved for ten years.
In that instant, he felt his little heart pounding uncontrollably, as if he was a nervous bride waiting for her groom to lift the veil!
He took a few steps, and when he finally arrived in front of Elder Sister Wen Yin’s bedroom door—his most longed-for place.
Just like before, Su Qi’s delicate white hand was already slightly damp with nervous sweat as he gently grasped the doorknob.
Click~
With a faint sound, the door to Elder Sister Wen Yin’s room was opened from the outside by Su Qi.
At the moment the door opened, Su Qi didn’t open his eyes.
Instead, he began recalling that time he’d slept in Elder Sister Wen Yin’s boudoir.
Back then, he’d just started elementary school; Elder Sister Wen Yin’s bedroom was very tidy, carrying a faint orchid scent.
By the window stood a Single Bed, covered with a pale pink Girl’s Duvet that held the fresh scent of sunlight, making it very comforting.
Across from the bed stood the Piano that Elder Sister Wen Yin loved to play; she was a wonderful pianist, and Su Qi’s favorite pastime had been secretly listening to her play.
Beside the Piano was a study Bookshelf filled with many middle school Textbooks.
Elder Sister Wen Yin used to hold him gently and teach him elementary school knowledge.
These scenes from back then surfaced blissfully in Su Qi’s mind.
Filled with longing and excitement, Su Qi walked five steps into the bedroom, then slowly opened his peach blossom eyes.
But as soon as he could see, Su Qi was stunned on the spot.
Unlike the last time he’d entered Elder Sister Wen Yin’s bedroom, which had the gentle, fresh style of a neighbor’s girl,
This time, in Elder Sister Wen Yin’s room… Whether it was the walls, the Piano, or even the door, they were covered with all sorts of photos of himself.
The photos covered the entire room, densely packed, spanning every age since Su Qi had met Elder Sister Wen Yin.
Some were group photos, while others had clearly been taken from afar, in secret.
And on the bed he most yearned for, there was even a Duvet with Photo Pattern—a life-sized pillow printed with his own image.
At this moment, on that soft pillow, near his cheek, was a Red Lipstick Mark, deep crimson…
Looking at this bedroom full of ‘himself’, Su Qi shivered silently.
The faint flush on his face, once tinged with excitement, instantly faded, replaced by a shade of pale fright.
“No… impossible. Elder Sister Wen Yin, she can’t be like this. This must be an illusion.”
So shocked by the situation, unable to believe it, Su Qi muttered to himself and squeezed his eyes shut.
But when he opened them again,
The scene was still the same—no different from the yandere’s room a moment ago.
Plop~
Reality was simply too far from Su Qi’s imagination.
Maybe the shock was too great, draining all strength from his body.
His delicate pink knees buckled, and in the next second, Su Qi collapsed in a heap onto the bedroom floor.
As his view changed and his eyes drifted under the bed,
Su Qi suddenly discovered that underneath Elder Sister Wen Yin’s bed were even more photos of himself.
And besides photos, there were many things he’d used before.
Like a Blow Dryer, clothes, Water-based Pen, Pillow, Quilt…
But what shocked Su Qi the most was: beside Elder Sister Wen Yin’s bed, on the wall near his own house, there was a small patch that had been dug out at some point, revealing a tiny hole.
It seemed like it could look directly into his own bedroom…
Taking in the scenes in this room, for some reason, Su Qi felt icy cold all over, legs weak and body drained of strength.
For the first time, his perfect image of Elder Sister Wen Yin showed the tiniest crack.
So…scary…so terrifying.
I want to go home.
Just as Su Qi, trembling, supported himself against the wall plastered with his own photos, his two cute pink knees pressed together, his pretty face pale and preparing to stand up—
Bang~
Right then, the narrow bedroom door suddenly slammed shut from behind.
And in the next moment, a voice sounded in the room—a gentle, mature woman’s voice Su Qi knew all too well.
“Xiao Qi, did you see everything?”