The Crematorium While Chasing an Alpha Was Intercepted by a Flirtatious Omega Senior Sister [Rebirth] 42

Chapter 42:

“Qinghe, how many times have you asked this question?” Zhang Siyu rolled her eyes and also took a bottle of clear mountain spring water from the vending machine.

“Have I? Only twice,” Yan Qinghe said, striding into the changing room. She lifted the shower head, and warm water sprayed onto her hands. The scrape on her back and shoulders made her frown and hiss in pain.

Zhang Siyu: “You’re so concerned about whether she likes you. Why don’t you think about whether you like her?”

These same words had been spoken between them before, but the circumstances were different then. At that time, Yan Qinghe had said with certainty, “I don’t like her.” Now, Zhang Siyu had brought up the topic again, and it had stumped Yan Qinghe.

She pursed her lips. In the bright light of the changing room, her lips were tinged with a rosy hue, as if the soft warmth of Mu Sixue’s lipstick still lingered.

“Siyu, I…” There was no doubt that her feelings for Mu Sixue had, on the path of friendship, veered into an unknown, out-of-control direction, and were getting further and further away.

She really wasn’t sure if this direction was love.

Mu Sixue had kissed her, but she was said to have a girlfriend.

But, if Mu Sixue had a girlfriend, she had never done anything with any of her past partners.

Mu Sixue was shrouded in a complex mystery. Looking at a flower through the fog, not only could she not figure her out, but she couldn’t even figure out her own feelings now.

Now, they were more than friends, but not yet lovers. They had already crossed a line. Any further…

If it were her past life, and she hadn’t met Ji Qianqian, she might have pursued Mu Sixue.

She would have been a brave and fearless wolf in the hunting ground of love. No matter the outcome of the pursuit, she would have had the courage.

But after being reborn, a timid rabbit lived in her heart. Only when others took nine steps forward did she have the courage to take one.

She was afraid of loss, and even more afraid of being deceived. She was unwilling to give her heart away so easily, and she had become more and more cautious about the word “love.”

Inwardly, she hoped she didn’t like Mu Sixue, and even hoped that Mu Sixue would stop exuding her subtle charm, stop being so good to her.

She craved gentleness, but she also feared falling.

Falling meant that after falling in love, she would easily lose herself, hand over her armor to the other, and expose her soft underbelly, letting the other hurt her in the name of love.

That kiss in the washroom. Yan Qinghe licked her lips. Mu Sixue had accurately grasped her desire, hooked her neck, tilted her lips up, and offered her honey. And she had foolishly kissed her.

Recalling their three kisses, it was basically Mu Sixue who had initiated them.

She didn’t know when she had changed from a conqueror of love to a coward, always needing the other to offer a city’s worth of chips before she would open a small door.

Just like the third time Mu Sixue had taken the initiative to kiss her, only then had she been willing to pry open her lips and have the courage to dance with her.

Her mind raced, but her mouth was silent. She didn’t know how to reply to Zhang Siyu. After she came out of the changing room, the other looked her up and down with a meaningful gaze.

“Qinghe, there’s actually a way to tell in a second if you like Mu Sixue.”

“What way?”

“Do you desire her?”

A longing to get close, but not enough, a desire to hold the other in her arms when lying in bed.

***

After returning home, Yan Qinghe’s mind was full of Zhang Siyu’s question.

She didn’t know whether to be glad that Mu Sixue was a beta, or that her pheromones were always well-controlled in front of Mu Sixue and had never leaked out.

When she was with Mu Sixue, her mind was hot, her brain was dizzy, but her body was calm and clear, a completely different feeling from with Qianqian.

With Ji Qianqian, her mind was clear, but her body was hot. Her body was bound by pheromones, accustomed to the scent of White Rose.

She desired Ji Qianqian.
Did she have feelings for Mu Sixue? She hadn’t reached that stage yet, right?

She saw Mu Sixue as a snow mountain goddess, to be admired from afar. At first, she had only intended to watch from a distance, but the goddess’s exclusive glance at her had filled her whole heart with more longing.

She longed to get close to Mu Sixue, to hold her hand, to kiss her lips, but it had nothing to do with desire. For now, it was only about devout admiration and longing, as pure as a spring. She always told herself this.

Even so, she still knew that her relationship with her senior was no longer as pure as that of a friend.

Before going to bed, she changed into the clothes Mu Sixue had washed for her by hand. She tossed and turned in bed. In her dream, Mu Sixue smiled at her, as beautiful as a flower, like a white lotus blooming on a snowy mountain. She turned and smiled, took her hand, and the two of them walked through a colorful forest of falling flowers.

They returned to the small wooden cabin by the Walden-like lake. She held Mu Sixue and sat her on the railing. She closed her eyes, full of pity, and kissed her meticulously.

When she woke up, she touched her gland and let out a long sigh. Normal, no fever. The inhibitor patch was firmly in place, without a single trace of being washed away.

Zhang Siyu had sent her a text message early in the morning.

“I guess that question has been on your mind, Qinghe. I’ve thought of three ways for you.”

“You can try them today. Trust me, a few tricks will be enough to find out—if Mu Sixue has feelings for you.”

***

At the Yan Corporation, the managers, team members, and project heads all greeted her respectfully. She nodded and beckoned her third assistant into her office. The third assistant held a stack of project files and today’s schedule list and placed them on the table.

She also brought a cup of mocha.

Usually at this time, Chairwoman Yan would be sipping her coffee while handling her morning routine.

“Has President Mu come to the company yet?”

Third assistant: “She has.” Mu Sixue had come very early. The structure and affairs of the Yan Corporation were extremely complex, and she had been sorting them out for the past few days.

Yan Qinghe suddenly stood up, her fingertips tapping the table. She wanted to go to Mu Sixue’s office but couldn’t find an excuse. She had arranged her office clearly before.

It was just too far from her.

Her gaze fell on the coffee, and an idea struck her. “I just remembered, I’ve already had coffee this morning. President Mu probably hasn’t yet.”

She picked up the mocha, but before she could take a step, her third assistant came forward. “Report, Chairwoman Yan. The second assistant has already asked President Mu, and she replied with an Americano. It has just been delivered.”

Yan Qinghe’s face was as dark as water. She sat in her chair and stared at her third assistant. She had never seen her subordinates so proactive before. It was common for them to forget to bring her coffee.

Her senior was a new official, and her seat hadn’t even warmed up yet, but this group of people were already all over her with their flattery.

The morning light was bright. The third assistant suddenly felt the air pressure in the room drop a few degrees.

“You can have the mocha,” Yan Qinghe said with a smile and handed it over. The third assistant took it, flattered.

In the president’s office, the windows were bright and clean. Mu Sixue was handling her official duties. Next to her laptop was a cup of hot Americano. The woman’s eyes were focused, and she was wearing a pair of delicate gold-rimmed glasses.

When Yan Qinghe came in, she saw Mu Sixue’s beautiful and capable appearance as she was immersed in her work.

The transparent lenses reflected a faint blue light. The financial figures on the screen were in rows. Mu Sixue tilted her chin slightly, her pale jade-like fingers tapping, forming a beautiful curve down to her neck.

Yan Qinghe was here to practice the first trick. Her mind was elsewhere. In a daze, she greeted her as she had in university, “Good morning, Senior.”

Mu Sixue looked up. Perhaps because she had woken up too early, Yan Qinghe felt that Mu Sixue looked more tired than usual, and her voice was a little cold.

“Chairwoman Yan, here, shouldn’t we use our company titles?”