Chapter 136: Get In Here

“Alright, let go of me already. I want to eat the cake.”

Lin Ruocheng struggled free from her embrace.

After changing into slippers, Fu Yanxi walked inside.

“Mm, give it a try. It’s a new product from their shop—should taste pretty good.”

A little sparrow had flown into their usually quiet home.

Its chirping added a bit of warmth.

It was much better than before.

Her own mother had sincerely apologized to her.

She had no real reason to hold a grudge.

After all, it wasn’t her fault.

But her personality had already formed that way.

She could only heal it slowly with time.

“Come on, the first bite goes to the hero of the hour. Open up.”

Lin Ruocheng treated her like a child.

She scooped a small piece and fed it first to Fu Yanxi. Though she was a little upset that those people had teamed up to deceive her, after dating Fu Yanxi for half a year, she found her pretty great. Before this, she hadn’t even known what an ideal type was.

She might have hoped to find someone she loved in the future.

The chances of finding mutual love in this world were truly too slim.

So she cherished every day with Fu Yanxi.

In a way, she was her biggest fan-girl.

The most successful one, having landed a relationship with the voice of Bai Guang, the most expensive in the industry.

That honor was truly rare.

Of course, she hadn’t sensed a thing about the seven years of secret crush.

“How is it? Tasty?”

“Delicious. Especially when you feed it to me.”

Fu Yanxi thought for a moment and added that second half.

The line was cheesy, but coming from her mouth, it sounded refreshingly crisp.

Compared to Lin Ruocheng, she was still a step below.

“Really? Am I tastier, or is the cake?”

There were still a few bite marks on Lin Ruocheng’s collarbone. Especially on those long legs beneath the oversized shirt, there were reddish hickeys, seeming to multiply the higher they went.

They used the same body wash.

So Lin Ruocheng carried her scent all over her body. Only now did she truly, completely belong to her.

Solely to her.

“You’re tastier. I could eat you forever.”

“Ew~ To think you’d say something like that.”

It was hard for her CV idol to utter such words.

Sure, it was a bit clichéd.

But that voice made it irresistible.

She reluctantly overlooked the incident.

“Do you have work tonight?”

“Yeah.”

Fu Yanxi nodded.

She still had some work to finish.

The dull ache in her lower abdomen had eased by more than half the moment she saw Lin Ruocheng.

“Then get to it. I’ll make you some brown sugar water.”

Lin Ruocheng was great at taking care of people—not just herself, but others too.

Even if she knew her limits.

Still, Fu Yanxi wasn’t entirely satisfied. She wanted Lin Ruocheng to revolve only around her.

She knew it was impossible, but she wished for it anyway.

As long as she was the only one by her side.

“Okay, thanks for the trouble, Chengzi.”

Fu Yanxi went to her desk, opened her computer, and started working.

Lin Ruocheng brought in a bowl of freshly boiled brown sugar water. She knocked on the door and entered.

Fu Yanxi looked a bit troubled, like she’d hit a snag, but it vanished the instant she saw her.

“Here, drink some brown sugar water. Take a break first. If you’re too tired, rest up. Or if there’s something you don’t get, I can help—if you need it.”

Lin Ruocheng handed over the water.

She hoped Fu Yanxi wouldn’t push herself so hard. She wasn’t a god.

She couldn’t know or do everything.

If there was something she didn’t understand, she could say so. She could rely on her.

Bottling up emotions like that would lead to problems eventually.

“It’s fine. I can handle it myself.”

Fu Yanxi’s period had come suddenly today, putting her in a bad mood.

She preferred to shoulder things herself.

Her girlfriend was meant to enjoy life with her, not suffer.

Especially since she’d crushed on this girl for a full seven years.

Lin Ruocheng didn’t leave. Instead, she watched her work from the side.

From time to time, she pointed out tiny errors.

Errors she logically shouldn’t have made.

“Chengzi, do you think I’m incompetent? I don’t need your pointers—you can leave. I want to work alone in peace. I’m not bad! I get all these mistakes you’re pointing out, but I don’t need your guidance. I can do it myself. I just want to do it this way—is that not okay?”

Fu Yanxi finally couldn’t hold back and snapped. Her voice was much louder than usual.

Very sharp. She’d never spoken to anyone in that tone before.

She didn’t know why, but today she was just so irritable.

All these pressures made it hard to breathe.

Lin Ruocheng flinched at the sudden outburst.

Fu Yanxi was scary when angry.

People always vented on those closest to them.

The so-called internalizing of emotions, not externalizing.

“Of course it’s okay. I mean…”

“Can you just leave for now? I’m really annoyed.”

“Alright, I’m going.”

Lin Ruocheng said nothing more and walked out.

She played games in the other room.

Everyone had emotions, but they needed self-regulation.

Fu Yanxi needed to cool off, so she’d give her time.

But she hoped that after calming down, she’d come apologize.

At first, it was the filter of being her CV idol that drew her in, but if she lashed out randomly, treating her like an emotional punching bag, she might really have to reconsider if this relationship was worth continuing.

Whether dating or marriage, it took two people to create something greater than or equal to the sum of its parts.

Dating was about happiness, right?

She wasn’t a masochist. She didn’t like unequal relationships from the start.

She’d said it before: even though she’d crushed on her for seven whole years, she only knew a surface part of her.

Love meant that when you showed your ugly, vulnerable side, I’d still choose you, still love you.

Handling difficulties together—that was love, different from mere liking.

Liking was just the polished surface everyone saw and admired.

An hour later.

Fu Yanxi stood up. Her work was done.

Had she been too harsh with Lin Ruocheng earlier?

She must have left, right?

As expected, she was better off alone.

Lin Ruocheng’s shoes were still at the entryway. She hadn’t left.

Fu Yanxi carefully knocked on her door.

Lin Ruocheng didn’t respond.

But Fu Yanxi knew she was inside. She just wasn’t speaking.

She didn’t dare barge in.

She’d just annoy her more.

Would a little cooling off help her understand?

“Get in here.”