Chapter 159: The Role of a Silly Roommate
When other female characters launched fierce attacks on Wen Yang, Chen Xue occasionally sent him a cup of homemade sour plum soup to express her feelings but never dared to confess outright.
She always quietly watched her crush from a distance in the corner.
This fresh, innocent secret crush was like a lotus flower that blossomed untainted from the mud in the Small Royal Text, leaving a bright impression, which is why Ning Chu thought highly of Chen Xue.
But!
When the image of Chen Xue kissing Wen Yang flashed across her mind, that spark of fondness vanished completely.
What a sly fox!
Her heart raced, her blood pressure skyrocketed, and she instinctively clenched her fists, gritting her teeth and cursing:
“Fox spirit!”
In the next moment, Ning Chu suddenly realized how ridiculous her words were. She froze for a second, and a shameful blush crept up her cheeks.
What the heck! What am I saying?!
With Yan Xinya sporting an overly sweet smile, Ning Chu couldn’t lift her head, her face aflame as she stammered, unsure how to explain.
I can’t really like Wen Yang, can I?
This is just possessiveness over Wen Yang! He’s my male lead! It’s perfectly normal for an author to feel possessive, right?
Just like how parents feel about their sons and daughters…
Her earlier reaction was like a father glaring at his son-in-law at the wedding!
“Don’t trick yourself~”
Yan Xinya, seemingly aware of Ning Chu’s inner turmoil, playfully jabbed her again with a knowing smile.
Ning Chu’s breath caught, and she panicked, shaking her head vigorously, her head shaking like a bobblehead in denial: “No, it’s impossible!”
It hasn’t been long since turning into a girl! There’s no way I’d start liking men this quickly!
Lily nodded along, whispering shyly: “You definitely like him.”
“Don’t worry.” The succubus said with a blank expression, her gaze wandering, “We are succubi, so it’s okay to… right?”
It was the first time Lily spoke so much in reality, matching the speed of her online presence.
But Ning Chu had no mind to care about such trivialities; her heart ached as if the heart that belonged to a man was crumbling piece by piece.
Sitting in silence, the urge to escape made her once again bury her head in the sand.
“I… I have something to do.”
She suddenly jumped up and rushed out the door in a flurry.
“I’m heading back first!”
Yan Xinya tilted her head, watching her hurriedly flee, puzzled as she asked: “Why are you resisting so much? Wen Yang is pretty handsome, isn’t he?”
“Too tall,” Lily confirmed with a nod.
“Is that all that’s in your head?”
After last night’s rain, the temperature dropped, and the sun no longer shone as fiercely as it did last month.
Ning Chu, feeling restless, drifted out of the girls’ dormitory, her head down, eyes glued to her feet while her mind was a jumbled mess.
“Hey! Watch where you’re walking!”
Her shoulder accidentally bumped into a student exiting the dormitory, yet she merely shrank her neck, pressed her lips together, and continued down the stairs, oblivious.
This shouldn’t be happening…
Am I really falling for a man?
Although her body had already turned into a woman, she never regarded herself as one. Occasionally feeling a reaction to Wen Yang was just the effect of male and female hormones attracting each other—nothing more!
She admitted! She really didn’t want to leave Wen Yang, and he did give her a sense of security. But this was the world of the Small Royal Text; isn’t seeking the male lead’s halo just natural?
That jealousy was simply an author caring about her character! What’s wrong with a father not wanting his son to go astray?
Wandering aimlessly down the paths of the dormitory area, Ning Chu felt perplexed, constantly battling Yan Xinya’s earlier accusations in her mind.
Do I really like Wen Yang?
Though she fought to refute it, Yan Xinya and Lily’s words still lingered in her head.
Maybe it is…?
Ning Chu sighed in disappointment, shaking her head with determination: “Why am I thinking about this? What does it matter if I like him or not?”
Avoiding Wen Yang becoming the male lead and steering clear of the male-driven Silver Party was the real issue at hand.
Plus, her family situation was a chaotic mess; how could she have time to care about personal feelings?
“But my heart feels so unsettled…”
Ning Chu let out a heavy sigh.
Once a diehard straight guy, if she truly liked another man… could it mean her thoughts, sexual orientation, and understanding had been completely assimilated by this body?
Did it indicate that the ‘her’ from before had been entirely replaced?
After crossing over to this place, she brought only a Small Royal Text, a middle school male exterior, and cognition from her “hometown.”
“I’m increasingly forgetting things from before.”
Ning Chu murmured despondently.
Like a rootless duckweed, in the world of the Small Royal Text where she felt no sense of belonging…
She drifted into a convenience store, grabbed a bottle of cola, and silently scanned to pay.
When alone outside, she always hesitated to speak.
Although she still wore the male lead’s halo jacket, she always felt people around her harbored ill intentions—perhaps an apparently kind bystander was simply a hidden pervert lurking in life.
Back at the dormitory, Ning Chu pushed open the door.
“Back so early?” Zhang Shaoqing turned his head to look at her immediately, “I asked for green tea, why did you buy cola?”
“……”
Ning Chu placed the cola on her desk and climbed onto her bed without another word.
“Ignoring me again, huh? So it’s only Wen Yang who can cheer you up, huh?” Zhang Shaoqing remarked, shaking his legs, his shoes making a ruckus against the wooden desk. “Hey, I heard you’ve improved at gaming. Let’s duo rank?”
“I just hit platinum at noon! I’ll carry you, alright?”
“You look down; how about some booze?”
“Damn it! Ling Ling was taken to a hotel, and I’m not that self-pitying!”
Ning Chu poked her head out from under the blanket: “Back then you were wailing as if you were going to commit suicide.”
“Feeling better now?”
After a moment, she finally responded: “Yeah…”
The dorm fell silent quickly, Zhang Shaoqing focused on his phone, while Ning Chu curled up, hiding her head beneath the blanket.
Suddenly, her phone vibrated; it was a message from Wen Yang.
“What’s up?”
Glancing at the message, Ning Chu sighed and asked: “Zhang Shaoqing, why’d you tell Wen Yang I’m in a bad mood?”
“I can’t help you; get someone else.”
“I’m fine, okay?” She threw off the blanket and sat up, “Get online; let’s duo rank.”
“Wow~ is this your way of getting back at me?”
Ning Chu hopped out of bed, and seeing Zhang Shaoqing’s ghostly expression made her mood lift a little: “Didn’t you say you’d carry me?”
“If you’re too bad, I’m gonna yell at you.”
“Like someone who just said they hit platinum and could carry and easily drop ten kills, huh?”
“No way! I never said that part!”
As expected, healing the heart and mind has to rely on the silly roommate!
