A Moment Too Late [GL] by cat喵

Chapter 47

Shu Yubai spoke in a very soft voice. In that moment of slightly tilting her head, she noticed the subtle shift in Nan Xue's emotions.

Nan Xue was feeling very down.

The cinema was dimly lit, and almost all seats were filled. Even the couple's seats in the last row were occupied, and the couple next to them had quieted down and began watching the movie.

On the screen, the female lead was on the phone, tears streaming down her face: “There are many things I will never understand. I can’t understand why, when I open my eyes, you’re no longer mine.”

There was a chorus of sobbing around them.

Nan Xue wasn’t focused on the movie and had lost track of the plot. At that moment, she looked at the screen and found herself momentarily stunned, her mind flashing through many moments she had shared with Shu Yubai.

"Sister"

Nan Xue leaned over and whispered, “Can I lean on your shoulder?”

“What’s wrong?”

Shu Yubai lowered her voice and looked at her.

Nan Xue looked at her silently, took her hand, and leaned in. Her shoulder was covered by a thin fabric, warm and soft.

There was a faint warm fragrance on her, a scent she couldn’t quite place, perhaps from years of handling painting materials or something else. Nan Xue’s long lashes fluttered as she stole a glance at her.

The white light from the screen illuminated Shu Yubai’s face, her fair skin, red lips, and slightly moist eyes—were those tear stains?

But when she blinked again, they were gone.

“Did you cry?”

“No.”

Shu Yubai looked at her. “What about you?”

Nan Xue shook her head. “I didn’t either.”

People in front were wiping their tears, and it seemed that there weren’t many people watching the movie in this row. The couple next to them, who had asked about the plot, were no longer watching and seemed to be... kissing. Nan Xue glanced at them awkwardly and turned away, and Shu Yubai noticed too.

“……”

The two of them were silent, and the atmosphere in the back row felt a bit ambiguous.

Shu Yubai was wearing a thick top. In the cinema, the warm environment caused her to sweat slightly, so she unzipped her jacket to let in some air. Her pure white knitted dress clung to her collarbone, a strand of black hair falling across her chest and down to her waist.

“Is it uncomfortable leaning on me?”

Shu Yubai asked Nan Xue, “Is my shoulder too low?”

Her shoulder was very soft. Leaning there, Nan Xue could smell a faint fragrance from her hair. She didn’t want to move away and tightened her arm around Shu Yubai’s. Shu Yubai looked down at her, and Nan Xue met her gaze, feeling nervous for a moment.

“Move away,” Shu Yubai said.

Two seconds later.

Nan Xue lifted her head and sat up straight.

A minute later, Nan Xue pointed to her own shoulder. “Try leaning on me.”

Her shoulder was slender and thin.

What would it feel like to lean on it?

The girl had a faint cool fragrance, very light, like the snow pines by the lake, with a slightly cool scent. The light from the screen illuminated her eyes and nose, giving her skin a slightly translucent quality, like jade.