Chapter 61: First Time Facing This Body…

Those words made Yan Yu’s internal alarm bells blare.

‘Something’s wrong. Very wrong.’

Bai Yan’er’s current state looked like she was about to do something to her.

If she continued to go along with Bai Yan’er, her original plan would definitely be disrupted!

With her body in its current state, if the other party decided to act recklessly, she wouldn’t be able to withstand it!

She needed to think of something, quickly stabilize the other party.

Yan Yu forced herself to steady her breath, desperately searching for words. “Yan’er, you… can’t do this.

“You know I’m not healthy, my legs are inconvenient. I can’t even walk normally.

“You are the young lady of the Bai Family. There are many more possibilities for you in the future. I’m already very happy that you’re willing to treat me as an older sister. As for other matters…”

“Other matters?” Bai Yan’er gently interrupted her, her smile deepening. “Ah, it seems it’s still not enough.”

“What?”

“When sister says ‘other matters,’ are you actually still thinking about that Su Qinghan in your heart?” Bai Yan’er’s voice was soft.

“It seems I need to clean out all the superfluous people around sister before she’ll spare me another glance.”

“Superfluous people? You…”

Knock knock knock—

The sound of knocking came at the right time, accompanied by a phone ringtone. The replacement clothes Bai Yan’er had ordered earlier had arrived.

Bai Yan’er’s expression instantly returned to its usual docile appearance. She smiled at her with curved eyes. “Sister, I’ll go get the clothes first. See you in a bit.”

She turned and left, unhurried.

Yan Yu remained frozen in place, wrapped in a towel, feeling a chill crawl up her spine inch by inch. Those words, that smile—they echoed in her mind, refusing to dissipate.

Hot water poured down from the showerhead, washing over the floor with a continuous sound. Steam rose, shrouding the shower stall in a hazy white.

Yan Yu had practically fled in here.

Her wheelchair was left outside. She leaned against the wall, standing on one leg, and reached for the plastic stool in the shower stall. She sat down on it, her back pressed against the slightly cool tile wall, and let out a long exhale.

Bai Yan’er did not follow her in.

Yan Yu lowered her head, wrapped her arms around her bare shoulders, which trembled slightly.

Not because of the cold, but from lingering fear.

In the bathroom, there was only the sound of running water and her own breathing. Yan Yu closed her eyes, shook off the chaotic thoughts in her mind, and began to remove the remaining underwear.

Her fingers didn’t cooperate well.

Partly because her arms were weak, partly because of nervousness.

The clasp of the bra was already undone. She carefully slipped the straps down her arms, then turned sideways and slowly pulled the garment out from in front of her chest. Next were the panties. She lifted her hips slightly and slid them down her legs.

The whole process took twice as long as usual.

The removed clothes were balled up and temporarily placed on the floor beside the stool.

Now, she sat naked under the hot water.

The warm water streamed over her head, trickling down through her hair, over her cheeks, neck, shoulders, and continued downward. The strange sensation of having been touched that lingered on her skin seemed to be gradually washed away by the water.

Yan Yu closed her eyes and let the hot water rain down on her for a long time.

The body’s sensations were honest.

When Bai Yan’er’s fingers had brushed across her waist, the tremor that rose on her skin at that moment was not disgust, but a more complex stress reaction.

The feeling of being touched by her younger sister… was somewhat comfortable.

But it was precisely this feeling of “not disliking it” that made her more vigilant.

Yan Yu opened her eyes and stared blankly at the water meandering down her pale skin. Her body was thinner than average, with prominent collarbones and faintly visible ribs. These were marks of illness.

This wretched body—why did it seem to make Bai Yan’er like it even more?

Yan Yu twisted open the bottle of body wash, poured the cool-scented liquid into her palm, and slowly spread it over her body.

She washed very carefully, not missing an inch of skin. Especially that area, she used more body wash than usual and rinsed it repeatedly several times, until no trace of dark red remained.

‘As a woman… do I have to go through this every month?’ she couldn’t help but think.

The shame was slowly diluted by the hot water and foam, but it didn’t completely disappear.

While washing, Yan Yu silently sorted through her current situation in her mind.

Speaking of which, the point in time she had traveled back to was the day Jiang Muyun returned home. That is to say, before that day, Bai Yan’er had already accumulated enough affection points with her. Thus, back when she was still the ignorant “Yan Yu,” she had already unintentionally won over this younger sister.

In this first playthrough, she had come back with fragmented, blurry memories. Although the details were fuzzy, the impression that “Bai Yan’er has strong feelings for me” was deeply rooted.

So everything that happened today was actually just the natural eruption of those accumulated emotions reaching a certain threshold.

As for the reason Bai Yan’er had these feelings for her, Yan Yu wasn’t entirely clear.

Yan Yu gripped the edge of the stool and let the water wash away the foam. She watched the foam spiral into the drain, but her mind was on something else.

Her main quest was to play the substitute who couldn’t win Su Qinghan’s love.

Even though she had zero interest in gaining Su Qinghan’s love, she had to complete this line to achieve her goal.

Bai Yan’er’s feelings must not interfere with the main quest.

However, rejection was not an option.

She couldn’t bring herself to hurt Bai Yan’er.

At the very least, she couldn’t personally push away that fervent affection. Moreover, given Bai Yan’er’s personality, if she were directly rejected, she would likely do something even more obsessive.

Letting it be was not an option either.

The only course was to soothe.

The immediate priority was to calm Bai Yan’er’s emotions.

Yan Yu turned off the faucet and reached for the neatly folded bath towel on the shelf. Bai Yan’er had placed it there earlier. She unfolded the towel, wrapped it around her wet body, and dried herself vigorously.

Her hair was still dripping. She wrapped it up with another dry towel. The mirror was fogged up, showing only a vague silhouette.

She reached out and wiped a small patch of mist off the mirror’s surface, revealing a face slightly flushed from the hot water.

The warmth on her face had finally receded.

She touched it with her finger—it was cool.

Good.

She took a deep breath and looked into the calm eyes in the mirror.

Then, she began to put on the new clothes. Pure cotton fabric, soft to the touch, perfectly sized. Yan Yu noticed the panties were high-waisted, the kind that could protect the abdomen, and the fabric was slightly thicker than usual.

‘Little sister… even considered the details of menstruation?’

Yan Yu lowered her eyes and slowly finished dressing.

Once everything was in order, she opened the shower door, walked back to her wheelchair while holding the wall, sat down, and turned the wheels to push open the door.

The restroom outside had already been rearranged.

The folding bed was put away, the plastic chair was moved to the corner, and in the middle was a small folding table.

On the table were several insulated food containers, with lids already open. Steam rose gently, and the aroma of food filled the entire space.

Bai Yan’er was standing by the table, carefully ladling soup from a soup pot into a small bowl. When she heard the noise, she looked up and a sweet smile spread across her face.

“Done washing, Sister? Come, now’s the perfect time to eat.”

Yan Yu pushed her wheelchair closer, her gaze falling on the dishes.

‘There shouldn’t be anything added to them, right?’