“Love fades with the wind, but when the wind stops, love still lingers unsettled.”
“This is no excuse for sneaking behind others to sniff their hair.”
“Ding ding ding~”
The second period started quickly; it was Language Arts Class.
The main focus was reading the text, explaining the article, and then reciting it.
As long as you could read, you could basically understand it.
Because it was so easy to follow, Meng Siyu started daydreaming during class again.
(Why isn’t she talking to me anymore?)
(Oh, she’s actually paying attention this time~)
(I have to study hard too!)
Five minutes later.
(This is so boring—just copying notes and memorizing. No fun at all.)
(By the way, what exactly is my relationship with her?)
(We held hands and bought snacks together—does that count as being friends? But we only met yesterday.)
(And why would she like me? I’m not even that pretty…………… )
Because class was so boring, Meng Siyu’s brain, long corrupted by notebooks, novels, hentai, games, and short videos, began instinctively to reject the low-return, long-term, and uncertain future of studying, and instead seek simple pleasures.
HERA…
Come out.
Meng Siyu wanted to understand why Su Moli, who was both handsome and beautiful, would like an ordinary girl like herself.
(I wish I had a mirror………………)
Adolescent girls were always extremely sensitive about their looks; if pretty, they could be confident all day, but if not, they might sulk for a whole week.
Meng Siyu looked around but couldn’t find a mirror.
Then, smart as she was, she realized she was sitting by the window.
She only needed to block the window with her book from the other side to create a reflective surface.
Although the reflection was poor and the glass wasn’t clean, Meng Siyu finally saw her own face.
Her long bangs almost covered her eyes; the upper half of her face looked hidden in shadows, making her seem insecure.
Her features were alright, but years of staying up late had damaged her skin, leaving a few pimples scattered across her face.
Add to that irregular eating habits, occasional binge eating, and a love for sweets, which made her cheeks a bit chubby, a small layer of fat on her belly, and the flesh around her thighs looked pinched when she wore stockings.
Also, because she rarely talked to people, her eyes always darted around nervously, avoiding eye contact, which looked especially awkward and sly.
(Ah…I’m so ugly. Maybe I really should just give up (..) )
(But why would Su Moli like such an ugly girl like me?)
Meng Siyu thought about the rumors online about Rong City, where the girls supposedly liked ordinary, chubby, non-threatening-looking girls.
(Does that mean my chubbiness is actually a plus? That’s great (。>∀<。))
The once frustrated Meng Siyu, who wished to be slim and graceful, never imagined she’d one day count her plumpness as a virtue.
Her feelings were mixed—both happy and sad—but at least she was alive.
[Watching this emotionally volatile girl, you fall into deep thought, feeling that without your intervention, she might not survive the next moment.]
[Don’t extend a hand to those at the edge of the cliff unless you are sure you can pull them up.]
[Now, this girl has completely become someone who can’t live without you, despite it only taking you a day.]
At her seat, pretending to pay attention but secretly using the System to eavesdrop on Meng Siyu’s thoughts, Su Moli felt a pang of regret from the System’s report.
Once a 30-year-old obsessive uncle who managed people, Su Moli had learned a harsh lesson after splurging 50,000 on virtual streamers and supporting their rankings, only to be mercilessly abandoned when broke.
Rain.
She deeply understood one truth.
Women in the second dimension were beautiful, but untouchable.
Women in the third dimension were touchable, but complicated.
Virtual streamers were both untouchable and complicated.
In this world, once you started interacting with people, you’d be dragged into an endless abyss.
Should she give up on Meng Siyu?
Seeing Meng Siyu sneak glances at her reflection, afraid to look too long for fear of being called out by the teacher, Su Moli sighed.
“Sigh~”
She really should sell her house immediately and take her million-plus savings to retire in the countryside, instead of being burdened with someone else’s fate because of greedy System rewards.
“Stop looking. You’re just ordinary, nothing special.”
She.
Wanted to cry.
Seeing Meng Siyu, who spent the entire 40-minute class obsessing over her appearance, Su Moli couldn’t help but interrupt her mercilessly,
“(AŎm ŎA)”
Meng Siyu, caught spying on herself and called ugly, immediately drooped, eyes cast to the floor, sour and low.
“But I like you, that’s enough.”
Su Moli quickly added.
“(*)”
In an instant, Meng Siyu’s eyes brightened again.
“Ding ding ding~”
Thus ended an ordinary Language Arts Class.
What awaited the girls next was a 20-minute Big Break.
On ordinary Big Breaks, Meng Siyu would probably just curl up on her seat to nap♣, making up for the fatigue from staying up late gaming, or like a mayfly, drift aimlessly to some corner without purpose.
But today, something ordinary and dull shifted a little.
“Hurry! Follow me.”
“Ah, don’t pull my hand like that…”
In the school corridor, Su Moli grabbed Meng Siyu’s hand and forcibly pulled her up from her seat, drawing curious glances from classmates.
Meng Siyu blushed and whispered a warning.
In the Female-Supremacy World, it was normal for boys to hold hands, but for girls to do so always felt a little embarrassing.
Still, holding Su Moli’s small hand, Meng Siyu didn’t mind at all.
By the small woods beside the school playground’s sidewalk, Su Moli found a secluded spot and stopped, her eyes fixed seriously on Meng Siyu.
“……………………………………………What do you want?”
With few people around and Su Moli staring so seriously, Meng Siyu instinctively wondered if she had done something wrong to upset her.
“Stop stammering here like a girl!”
“Ah!?”
Su Moli’s sudden loud voice startled Meng Siyu.
“No! Like a nagging girl.”
Su Moli didn’t give Meng Siyu a chance to respond and tightly grabbed her hand again, placing it firmly on her left chest.
Meng Siyu tried to pull away but was pressed down hard; her fingers sank into the flesh.
“I’m going to be very direct with you.”
“People like you, who constantly suffer from low self-esteem, care too much about others’ opinions, and sink into emotional whirlpools, will never find happiness in life!”
Hearing such blunt words from Su Moli, Meng Siyu said nothing, feeling as if her spine had been sucked dry, her whole body collapsing, unable to stand upright.
Then, quiet sobbing broke out in the small woods.
“Wuwuwu? OYOYO”
Meng Siyu had thought Su Moli was her only good friend after all this time.
Even if Su Moli had strange ideas about her, at least she wouldn’t hurt her.
But now, she realized how Su Moli truly saw her.
“So, do you want to entrust your entire life to me? Let me carry your fate and help you change that pathetic, frustrating, pitiful, and tragic destiny, as foul as a sewer?”
Su Moli’s gaze was sharp and piercing, like a beam of light cutting deep into Meng Siyu’s heart.
Meng Siyu kept her head down, too afraid to meet Su Moli’s eyes, feeling as if her soul had been completely exposed.
Though she had said nothing, Su Moli, after only one day of knowing her, understood her thoroughly.
Even her parents, after more than a decade, hadn’t fully grasped the pain inside her.
Meng Siyu felt like she was naked in Su Moli’s eyes—everything she thought, Su Moli knew.
[“Meng Siyu feels like she’s naked before you; whatever she thinks, you know.”]
The System thoughtfully explained Meng Siyu’s inner feelings to Su Moli in real time.
“So, will you?”
“Will you?”
“Answer me!”
“£££…”
“Whoa! What are you two sneaking around doing in the woods?!”
“Wow! There are girls here! Come look!”
Nearby students playing suddenly noticed the two girls having a secret conversation in the woods, with one’s hand placed on the other’s chest.
What else could that be but girl-on-girl?
“Ah——”
Seeing that they had been spotted, Meng Siyu panicked, hurriedly withdrew her hand, and turned to run, leaving Su Moli frozen in place.
Her mind processed for a second or two before realizing!
This was the Female-Supremacy World!
If girls touched each other’s chests, it was like boys drawing swords on each other—like a declaration of brotherhood.
No wonder Meng Siyu’s hand kept trying to pull away but was firmly held down…
[Run fast, or your bright and beautiful campus life will be ruined before it even begins.]
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