Shen Yifei — POV
March 17th, 2025 — 1:59 PM
Zone 3A-Δ – Jiang Roulan's Apartment
I hated this kind of conversation.
Too direct and serious, more like they were laying out contracts instead of feelings.
Jiang Roulan was graceful about it—blunt, but warm. Mu Qinglan? Each word carried a cold, sharp ice like hidden blades waiting to cut me into threads. She just had a way of making the room colder than it should be.
Me?
What could I say, 'Oh I love your boyfriends lips!' It was asking to get on her bad side; that wasn't the way to survive. I am just some woman who helps him, and she is his girlfriend.
My first kiss isn't going to make him suddenly change... or love me.
I wasn't good with this. I wasn't used to talking about how I felt, especially not about John.
Especially not with them.
Roulan turned toward me with that gentle smile of hers. The kind that felt more like a nudge than pressure.
"Yifei, what about you?"
