“Bro, how did you end up like this?”
Song Qiuyu’s pupils constricted in shock, her soul nearly flying out of her body, her urge to pee completely gone.
Immediately, an overwhelming sense of embarrassment and shame flooded her mind, her face turning red from her neck all the way to the tips of her ears.
She bit her lip with her silver teeth, her whole body trembling.
Even though her vision was blocked by the door, Jiang Xiao’s figure was already vividly clear in her mind.
Not only that, she could even imagine more details… the sensations in certain parts of her body…
And the expression on Jiang Xiao’s face right now…
Nononono!
Jiang Xiao’s phone contained photos of her in white stockings when she was still a boy, and what’s more, they were photos of a female netizen who was supposedly deceased!
At this moment, two words came to her mind.
Perverted, disgusting.
But the next moment, her thoughts plunged into deep guilt and panic again.
It was all her fault.
Liking someone but being unable to touch them, and then them just being gone like that, how could Jiang Xiao, a pure little virgin, possibly bear it?
If you really like someone, anyone would secretly do something like this.
And because you like them too much, you can’t do it with anyone else.
However, afterwards, you’d feel incredibly ashamed for defiling the pure person; Jiang Xiao probably felt the same way?
The worst part was that the identity of this person was extremely special – what Jiang Xiao was doing was something that, if anyone found out, would make them look at him with disdain, like garbage!
Song Qiuyu stared at the phone screen nervously, knowing that what the other person was doing was wrong, but she had already subconsciously rationalized it.
“Uh…”
She feigned composure, turning around lightly, just wanting to silently crawl back to her little, clumsy bed.
She had to pretend she hadn’t seen anything.
Suddenly, Jiang Xiao in the bathroom let out a soft groan.
At that instant, several images flashed through Song Qiuyu’s mind.
Among them was the image of her being ruthlessly dealt with by a cowboy who had lost his humanity.
She was like a startled cat, her body as fast as lightning, swooping onto her bed with unprecedented speed.
She pulled back the covers, curling up inside, trembling.
Before this, she thought it would be fine as long as she helped Jiang Xiao come out of the shadows, but at this moment, she was terrified.
If Jiang Xiao were to discover that his beloved ex-girlfriend, whom he constantly thought about, was right in the bunk next to him.
It might not just be about using her photos; it might be about coming for her personally—
[No matter if you’re Shen Xi or Song Qiuyu, you’ve deceived me for so long, so it’s not too much to give yourself to me, right?]
[You’re a woman, I’m a man; aren’t we perfect together?]
[Let’s get back together!]
Song Qiuyu tightly closed her eyes, timidly pulling the covers tightly around herself.
Her mind was filled with “no” scrolling across like a screen.
She didn’t want to get back together.
She just wanted to atone for her sins, but she didn’t want to give herself away!
But if she told Jiang Xiao that directly, it would undoubtedly infuriate him, and the worst-case scenario was that he would harden his heart and “eat her up” right there in the dorm.
It was over.
Just then, the bathroom door opened, and Jiang Xiao walked out.
Song Qiuyu’s body stiffened, her mind going blank in an instant, all her nerves focused on her hearing.
He was coming.
Jiang Xiao was washing his hands, climbing the stairs.
“Song Qiuyu, what’s wrong?”
When Jiang Xiao unexpectedly asked her in a concerned tone, Song Qiuyu stiffened slightly.
She tried her best to sound nonchalant, “Hmm? Nothing’s wrong with me. What’s wrong with you? Why are you asking like that?”
Jiang Xiao, seeing Song Qiuyu clearly trembling, was puzzled but didn’t say anything.
He glanced at her bed curtain, which she had hastily pulled back but hadn’t managed to close properly when she scrambled into bed.
He simply shook his head gently, “It’s nothing, your curtain isn’t right.”
With that, he casually reached out and helped her close the parted curtain.
His movements were light, but Song Qiuyu was extremely sensitive at that moment, on edge, and that gentle touch made her shrink into an even smaller ball.
The tips of her ears were so red they looked like they might bleed.
She tried very hard to stop her mind from wandering, but her mind had a will of its own, and Jiang Xiao’s figure in the bathroom remained stubbornly in her thoughts.
Silence.
Utter silence.
Jiang Xiao went back to his bunk and quickly fell asleep; Song Qiuyu could even hear his breathing.
Jiang Xiao was sleeping soundly.
Lin An and Xie Zhuran across from them were naturally the same.
“Damn it.” Song Qiuyu gritted her teeth.
She had been huddled under the covers for too long and was starting to feel a bit suffocated.
She immediately pulled down the blanket, poking out her flushed head.
Afraid to make too much noise, she took small breaths of the outside air.
Her mind gradually calmed down.
Continuing this internal struggle would be the death of her.
Jiang Xiao was already in this state; if she also became depressed, that would be terrible.
Since things had come to this, it was better to just sleep first.
The morning breeze swept across the land, shaking off droplets of water from the leaves, scattering them gently.
“I’m going to die,” Song Qiuyu cautiously turned on the faucet slightly.
She looked at the pants and underwear in the basin, her lips tightly pressed together, cold sweat trickling down her slightly flushed cheeks.
The water in the basin reflected a face—a beautiful girl’s face, both aggrieved and mortified.
She had dreamt again after falling asleep last night, but it wasn’t a continuation of her previous dream.
She dreamt of Jiang Xiao, dreamt that he discovered her identity, and then, while she was sleeping, he crawled into her bed.
Then he stripped off her clothes, did whatever he wanted to her, and committed all sorts of outrageous acts.
In the dream, she woke up midway, only to have her mouth covered by his hand.
The fact that there were two other people sleeping in the dorm was supposed to be her trump card to make Jiang Xiao stop, but instead, Jiang Xiao threatened her, telling her to bite on her clothes.
And she could only softly beg him, “Please, let me go…”
It was terrifying, utterly terrifying, that feeling of tension and excitement!
One wrong move and everything would be ruined!
Song Qiuyu shook her head, trying to completely shake off those pixelated memories from her dreams, but thinking about waking up again to the need to wash her pants made her so ashamed she wished she could burrow into the ground.
“Why do girls have to go through this kind of thing, damn it!” She had to finish washing quickly.
Earlier, during military training, on the days of her period, she frequently got up in the middle of the night to wash her pants, and Xie Zhuran and the others had been complaining about it for a long time.
This time… in a sense, it was for real.
This was just too embarrassing! She absolutely couldn’t admit it.
Thankfully, the bedding and sheets weren’t soiled.
She sighed and began skillfully scrubbing her pants.
At the same time, she thought about the short video idea to distract herself.
Fortunately, even though she forgot to write it down last night, she still remembered most of it after waking up.
Once she finished washing her pants, she would pretend she woke up early to write her script.
A perfect excuse.
Just as she was multitasking, Jiang Xiao’s smiling voice suddenly boomed behind her like thunder: “Song Qiuyu, why are you washing your pants and underwear again?” Jiang Xiao deliberately emphasized the word “again.”
Song Qiuyu shivered with fright.
She mustered her courage and stiffly turned her head, then, as expected, she saw the familiar smile on Jiang Xiao’s face.
Jiang Xiao seemed to be in a pretty good mood today?