After Filming a WLW Movie With My Straight Girl Crush 70

Chapter 70

Xu Ling had an innocent expression. “What expression?”

“What are you laughing at?”

“Everyone’s gone. It’s finally just the two of us. Can’t I laugh?” Xu Ling had experienced a great fall today, and the calm after the fall. She was finally starting to rise.

Qin Cong’an pressed close to her, frowning and staring at her for a while. “I can tell you’re not laughing because of that.”

Xu Ling hugged her, walked to the living room, and fell onto the sofa with her.

She had wanted to play for a while, but Qin Cong’an immediately propped herself up on the sofa and got up.

“What’s wrong…”

“It’s all the smell of alcohol, and the perfume of your friends,” Qin Cong’an said, her tone filled with an undisguised disgust.

Xu Ling also propped herself up and sniffed, wrinkling her nose. “Is it that strong?”

“You can’t smell how much you reek.” Qin Cong’an still had a disgusted look on her face and was even about to go back to the bedroom. “Come find me after you’ve cleaned up.”

Xu Ling wrapped her arms around her waist and pulled her back onto the sofa. “Let’s shower together later.”

“Get lost.”

“What’s wrong? Don’t you like to shower together the most?” Xu Ling hugged her and refused to let go, using a little strength to entangle her so that Qin Cong’an really couldn’t shake her off. She deliberately asked her, “Do you hate Li Yan that much?”

Qin Cong’an didn’t speak, didn’t struggle anymore, just panted with what was called annoyance.

“There’s no need. You know about the ring. I have no relationship with her. If you’re really going to be jealous, it shouldn’t be of her.”

Qin Cong’an shot her a look, then immediately turned over and pressed down on her. “Then who should it be of?”

Xu Ling swallowed guiltily, a look of someone who had accidentally let something slip, and played dumb. “What?”

“Perfect.” Qin Cong’an suppressed her anger and said calmly, “Let’s take this opportunity to talk about your ex-girlfriends.”

Xu Ling seemed to be nervously licking her lips, but in her heart, she was just thinking that she had really taken her words from that time seriously.

Qin Cong’an’s two hands pressed on her lower abdomen. “Speak.”

“S-speak about which one?”

“…” Qin Cong’an almost couldn’t suppress her anger. She took a deep breath before saying, “The last one.”

“Why don’t you listen to the first one?”

“The last one. Hurry up and say it.” Qin Cong’an pinched her waist impatiently. She didn’t want to hear about her first love so soon. That would be the biggest blow.

Xu Ling’s eyes darted around, and she started to make things up, using the protagonist from the movie she had just watched. “She… is a Chinese American, named Vivian, a dancer. She recently started to learn modern dance. We met at a ball.”

She said it with such conviction, with details that sounded very real. Qin Cong’an bit her cheek and nodded. “Recently, right? You’re still in contact recently.”

“Uh…”

Qin Cong’an had originally thought she would have the patience to hear to the end, to her first lover. But after hearing one, she couldn’t listen anymore.

This was her Xu Ling.

Not someone else’s.

Just the fact that she had once been someone else’s was so hard for her to bear, but she had clearly known it for a long time.

Xu Ling was shocked to find that Qin Cong’an seemed to be on the verge of crying. Her eyes were red, and she wasn’t looking at her anymore, as if she were afraid that the tears would fall if she glanced at her.

In an instant, Xu Ling’s desire to tease her vanished. She was very flustered. She held her waist with one hand and caressed her face with the other. “No, no, there’s no such person. No, there is such a person…”

Qin Cong’an frowned and pushed her hand away. She was already very confused, and her words made her even more confused.

“It’s a movie, the protagonist from the movie we just watched. Because you asked me about a non-existent person, I used her persona. I was lying to you,” Xu Ling said, flustered and rushed.

Qin Cong’an’s fingers ran through her hair and pushed it back. A rare look of confusion appeared on her face. “A non-existent person?”

“Yes, I don’t have any ex-girlfriends. Not a single one.”

This structurally simple sentence was somehow a little hard for Qin Cong’an to understand, because it was so drastically different from what Xu Ling had said before.

But Qin Cong’an’s out-of-control emotions had subsided by more than half, and rationality had regained control. “So you were lying to me? Why?”

Xu Ling didn’t want to make her unhappy anymore. She blurted it all out in one go, without a single pause. “I did say I had many girlfriends and that I had never been single since university but that was only because I thought you were sleeping with me while you had a boyfriend so I said that because I was sad and I didn’t want you to feel good either I know I shouldn’t have done that now but I just blurted it out at the time I didn’t know you were still thinking about this…”

After a long silence, Qin Cong’an understood.

So… what she had said at that time wasn’t true. It was just to make her angry.

But before she had said that, Qin Cong’an had already thought that she had had a girlfriend.

“…I’m sorry.” Xu Ling looked at her expressionless face, her voice as light as a feather. She carefully and tentatively placed her hand on her thigh, hoping that she wouldn’t push it away this time.

This time, Qin Cong’an didn’t push her hand away, but she still didn’t speak.

“Can you say something…”

Hearing her pleading voice, Qin Cong’an completely came back to her senses and looked at her face. “Then why did you cry when you were listening to that song by Jiang Ruzhi about an ex?”

It took Xu Ling a moment to react. So Qin Cong’an had thought she had an ex since that day.

“I told you that song wasn’t just about an ex. It was a song that included all kinds of partings. I cried because… I thought we would definitely part.”

“You’re saying you cried for a future parting, and you don’t have an ex, not a single one, and you reading a novel about a broken mirror reunited was just a coincidence.”

Qin Cong’an slowly sorted out how she had misunderstood, step by step.

But for a moment, Qin Cong’an still felt that there was something unbelievable about it. However, Xu Ling’s gaze was very sincere, filled with panic and helplessness, which made her unwilling to question her further.

But she really wanted to know. Xu Ling was different from her. She liked to make friends, liked to socialize, liked to attend events. How could she have been single all this time?

Qin Cong’an thought for a moment and changed her approach to one that didn’t sound so much like she was doubting her. “Many people must have pursued you.”

“Yeah, I went from being too embarrassed to refuse at the beginning to being able to refuse very directly later on. The guys at our school all knew I didn’t like guys, so they didn’t even try to hit on me. Some girls would still hit on me, but most of the time, I couldn’t tell if they were treating me as a friend or trying to pursue me. Anyway, if they said it directly, I would just refuse directly. In short, I didn’t like any of them. The only one who made me feel different was you. The first time I saw you, I just knew…”

Another long string of words without a pause. After listening, Qin Cong’an looked at Xu Ling’s pitiful expression and suddenly felt a cute aggression. She reached out, cupped her face, and kneaded it fiercely, even squeezing out a sound from the dazed Xu Ling that she found even cuter.

“How is your lung capacity so good?”

“Huh?” Xu Ling was being kneaded like a piece of dough, and her words were a little slurred. “At least I’ve practiced swimming.”

She had actually answered her non-question. Qin Cong’an laughed and fell on top of her, laughing non-stop.

Xu Ling’s body was a little stiff, and since she didn’t have much extra flesh, it wasn’t that comfortable to hold. But Qin Cong’an just felt that it was so good to hold her.

As she laughed, Qin Cong’an’s nose started to sting a little. She stopped laughing, just holding her like this, wanting to hold her like this forever.

Xu Ling really wanted to travel back to the moment she had seen off her friends and closed the door. She didn’t want to play with her anymore. She wanted to tell her as soon as she closed the door that she was her first love, and her only one.

Now she felt so guilty. Qin Cong’an rarely had such big emotional fluctuations.

Xu Ling kept apologizing. “I’m sorry… I’m really sorry…”

Qin Cong’an looked up at her, nuzzled her, and kissed her chin. “Stop saying sorry. Say you like me.”

“I like you… I only like you…” The grievance in Xu Ling’s voice was swallowed by Qin Cong’an, along with the slightly bitter alcohol and a muffled sound from her nose.

It was a very short kiss, without any lust, just to confirm their feelings for each other.

They were connected, and in the end, they would always be connected.

“So the first love you talked about on the show, the one who bought you things and made you things, was me.”

“Of course,” Xu Ling said. Although she didn’t want to tease her anymore, she still muttered under her breath, “Fool. You didn’t really think it was Li Yan, did you?”

…Being called a fool by a fool.

Xu Ling looked at her. “Then when you started baking, it wasn’t because of her, was it?”

Qin Cong’an didn’t speak, but her silence was the answer.

“Really a fool,” Xu Ling said, nuzzling her head against hers. “Even if you can’t cook, even if what you make is just a pile of dog shit, I would still like you.”

“You’re saying what I make is dog shit?”

Xu Ling was shocked. “What’s wrong with your comprehension skills!”

There was nothing wrong with Qin Cong’an’s comprehension skills. She just wanted to see her pouting look.

Xu Ling replayed the movie from just now, to prove to Qin Cong’an that she had really used the protagonist of the movie to make it up.

Qin Cong’an liked to watch movies and had of course seen this one. If she had been a little calmer, she should have been able to make the connection. But every time it involved Xu Ling, she would lose a little of her rationality.

The two of them snuggled together, watching the movie they had both seen, seeing the two protagonists’ ambiguous feelings, and then seeing them part at the airport.

Qin Cong’an’s fingers, intertwined with Xu Ling’s, moved. “One day, we’ll be like this too.”

“No, they parted without making it clear. We’ve made it clear,” Xu Ling said. “And what’s wrong with a long-distance relationship? What’s wrong with an international one? It’s not like we can’t have video calls now.”

“Hah…” Qin Cong’an’s tone was a sigh. Her fingers drew circles on her chest. “Can we be like this on a video call?”

Xu Ling was so tickled she was a little uncomfortable. Her whole body started to itch, even her teeth. She leaned over and bit Qin Cong’an’s ear, and once she started, she couldn’t stop.

Then what to do? She didn’t want to be separated from her, but studying design was also something she wanted to do. And she wanted to design a dress especially for her.

But there were still over two years. Maybe by then, she would have a different mood, and they would have enough time to discuss a solution.

Xu Ling’s phone started to vibrate. It was a call from Sister Huai.

The other end seemed to be exhaling smoke and sighed. “We’re really famous now. There are even paparazzi squatting outside your window to take pictures of you.”

“…What!?” Xu Ling cried out. Her first reaction was that she and Qin Cong’an had been photographed. She quickly looked at the window. Good thing it was tightly closed.