Cold air swept across the tiled wall at the entrance of the restroom, piercing through the girl’s collar. It was so cold. The teaching building at noon was silent as a grave.
“Ah…”
With her mouth slightly open in a daze, a trace of confusion surfaced in Ye Xingmian’s eyes.
She didn’t understand.
If they weren’t short on money, why did they still take away her lunch money? And why did they want to bully her, just to see her pitiful appearance? Did she look good like this? But if someone was pretty, shouldn’t they be protected, cherished, raised amidst adoration and care, like her little sister…
How could someone like her, who had never seen her father, been abandoned by her mother to another family, always ignored even at school, and even called a “bastard” without a chance to argue, ever hope for that?
All that bizarre talk from the other person brought her was confusion.
Watching the girl’s vacant look, Qin Haiyue immediately knew her words hadn’t worked. She frowned in irritation.
“Weren’t you going to the restroom? Why aren’t you going now, or is it…”
“Ah… I…”
Dragged back from her wandering thoughts by the other girl’s words, Ye Xingmian instinctively wanted to say something, but suddenly sensed something off.
A gentle pressure abruptly pressed on her lower abdomen. She tensed her body immediately, almost losing control.
“Eh…?”
When she looked down, she saw a slender hand had, at some point, slipped through her thick clothing and was pressing gently against her taut lower belly through the thin fabric of her shirt, as gracefully as if playing a piano.
“You… what are you doing… please… please, don’t press…”
She didn’t have to guess; the culprit was obviously the girl in front of her. When Ye Xingmian looked up, she saw the other girl grinning wickedly at her.
A wave of shame, like a tsunami, crashed through Ye Xingmian’s nerves. Tears welled up in her eyes, and her pleas came out instinctively, growing more and more humble and humiliating. She lowered herself, begging the other girl to let her go.
Qin Haiyue ignored her pleas, the smile in her eyes growing even deeper.
“Hmm? Or is it that you don’t want to go anymore?”
Ye Xingmian felt miserable. She couldn’t care about any male-female propriety, or even shame—there was nobody here at noon anyway.
“I want to go… ugh… let me go…”
With her weak arms, she pushed at the girl in front of her—something she rarely did—but she didn’t dare use much force. It was as soft as cotton.
“Let me go…”
She really couldn’t hold it any longer.
“Alright.”
Qin Haiyue took a half step back without hesitation, watching Ye Xingmian’s reaction with great interest.
Losing that support, Ye Xingmian slumped against the wall, looking utterly exhausted. Her fair face was as red as a ripe apple, her eyes rimmed with tears. She was shaking all over—whether from the urge, from cold, or from fear, it was hard to say. Her small frame was wrapped in layers of clothing, her messy hair damp with tears and stuck to her cheeks.
Qin Haiyue only thought the girl looked incredibly beautiful like this. She couldn’t wait to see her fall apart even more.
But she just stood there, not moving, merely watching Ye Xingmian, piling on the pressure.
“Ugh…”
Ye Xingmian let out a pitiful whimper, closed her eyes, as if resigning herself, and stood up straight.
She quietly turned around, changed direction, and headed to the girls’ restroom.
Qin Haiyue followed her with a smile, her footsteps echoing “thud thud” as if afraid Ye Xingmian wouldn’t notice.
Halfway there, Ye Xingmian couldn’t take it anymore. She turned around, her voice timid.
“C-could you… not follow me?”
Qin Haiyue nodded naturally, but didn’t move.
Pressing her lips together, Ye Xingmian could only assume she agreed. Looking around for a hidden stall, she went in, preparing to close the door.
“Bang!” The door didn’t close.
Ye Xingmian was startled to find that a foot had wedged itself in the doorway.
Realizing what was happening, she quietly let go of the handle, letting the person outside push the door open.
Qin Haiyue stood in the doorway, smirking, her phone in hand, camera pointed straight at Ye Xingmian.
Ye Xingmian knew exactly what she intended. Her hand, hidden in her sleeve, clenched into a fist—only to fall limp again in helplessness.
“What are you trying to do now…” For once, her powerless voice had a hint of irritation.
“Nothing. I just thought you might not know how to use the restroom, seeing as you only recently became a girl.”
Playing with her phone, Qin Haiyue would occasionally glance up at the embarrassed Ye Xingmian. Some indescribable thrill bubbled up in her heart.
“……”
Ye Xingmian felt only despair.
“Could you go out for a bit?”
“Why?” Qin Haiyue purposely put on a look of confusion.
“I… I need to use the restroom…”
“Go ahead, then. I never said you couldn’t.”
“……”
Ye Xingmian struggled to close the door, but her strength was no match for Qin Haiyue’s. She was simply too weak.
She knew Qin Haiyue was doing it on purpose, but there was nothing she could do about it.
Was this… how it was going to be?
Being gripped by more and more threats, forced to do more and more things she didn’t want to, step by step falling deeper into the abyss.
As if resigning herself, she sat on the toilet, her eyes dull, preparing to take off her pants.
“Thud thud thud——”
Suddenly, a rush of hurried footsteps sounded from outside the restroom.
Someone was coming?!
Ye Xingmian’s eyes flew wide open. She looked at Qin Haiyue at the door, eyes pleading for help, but the other girl only fiddled with her phone unhurriedly, showing not a trace of anxiety.
She absolutely couldn’t be seen like this, or her life would be over!
Realizing this, Ye Xingmian stood up instinctively, searching for a place to hide. But soon she realized there was nowhere to hide.
Unless… the door could be closed.
Qin Haiyue clearly knew this too. Unhurried, she looked up just in time to meet Ye Xingmian’s gaze as she tried to shut the door.
She clearly knew what Ye Xingmian was thinking—precisely because she knew—
She pressed a hand against the door, preventing it from closing.
…!
Ye Xingmian looked up, tears glimmering in her pink eyes. She used every ounce of her strength, just to shut the door, but she couldn’t budge it at all.
No… no… it can’t go on like this…
The footsteps outside drew closer. Time was running out.
Qin Haiyue just held the door, watching Ye Xingmian’s anxious struggle with a smile, showing no sign of giving in.
If this continued…
Ye Xingmian bit her lip hard. Suddenly, in a flash of desperation, she grabbed the door handle with one hand and Qin Haiyue’s clothes with the other. Apparently caught off guard that Ye Xingmian would dare do this, Qin Haiyue’s face flashed with panic for a moment before she lost her balance and tumbled into the stall.
“Bang!”
The door slammed shut with a heavy thud.
Just in time—right before the other girl arrived at the restroom.
Unaware of what was happening inside, the other girl was startled by the loud noise, but unable to hold it any longer, she asked in a frightened voice.
“I-is… is anyone in there?”
“……”
“Yes.”
The reply came in a cold female voice.
Relieved, the girl figured there was nothing to worry about since someone answered. The voice had come from the stall to her right, so she entered the stall to the left and closed the door.
With a click, she might never know what was happening just across from her.
Inside, the small space was now crowded with two girls. After Ye Xingmian pulled her in out of panic, they were squished together, with barely enough room to move.
Qin Haiyue’s expression was icy cold. She hadn’t expected Ye Xingmian to be so bold, to actually drag her in while she wasn’t paying attention. She hated losing control like this, and was about to teach Ye Xingmian a lesson.
Hmm?
But at her trouser leg, she felt something warm and damp.
Perplexed, she looked down and saw Ye Xingmian’s face burning red, as if on fire. Her pink eyes were blank and full of despair. She sat motionless on the toilet, her lower half clad in soaked pants.
Wait, soaked?
Qin Haiyue frowned, glancing at her own knee. When she came in, her knee must have accidentally pressed against something soft for balance. Now she realized it—it was Ye Xingmian’s soft lower belly.
—That is, the place where bodily fluids are stored.