A Moment Too Late [GL] by cat喵

Chapter 48

Nan Xue stood still for a moment.

Her gaze seemed to have been scalded, unsure where to settle.

The woman locked eyes with her, and a hint of panic flashed in her moist eyes. She instinctively tightened the towel around her.

But the towel wasn’t enough to cover her.

She was wrapped in a beige towel, her dark hair pinned up at the back of her head, the ends hanging damp. Her smooth, white legs were exposed, and the towel was too short, barely covering her rounded hips.

Water droplets ran from her neck, falling into the deep, white crevice.

The towel was a bit wet, and with the door open, a chill breeze blew in. Shu Yubai glanced at her and said softly, “Close the door, it’s cold.”

Nan Xue then reacted, stepping into the room and turning to close the door.

A click.

The door was locked.

The glass door of the bathroom was open, and a hint of warm steam drifted out. The air was filled with a faintly sweet scent of shower gel, like dried roses.

Nan Xue stood at the door, seemingly unsure of what to do next.

Given their complicated relationship and the moment’s ambiguity, everything felt amplified.

“I… will change clothes.”

Shu Yubai looked up at her, her cheeks slightly flushed, perhaps from the hot water.

She felt somewhat uncomfortable under Nan Xue’s gaze.

Nan Xue murmured “Mm,” turned, and sat on the edge of the bed, obediently turning her back to her and slightly lowering her head. Her dark hair swayed gently, revealing a bit of white skin, and her ears were tinged with a noticeable flush.

The curtains were drawn tight, and the room was completely sealed off. Shu Yubai removed the towel and gently dried the water droplets from her neck, chest, waist, and hips, then further down. While dressing in her underwear, her thoughts wandered aimlessly: Did Nan Xue like her?

If she really did, as Lin Lan suggested, then could she accept an intimate relationship with a woman?

Or did she want to...

Want to do those things with her?

Straight women generally reject such things, right?

That day, when she kissed Nan Xue, Nan Xue had reacted with such aversion.

Shu Yubai looked at her by the bedside.

A slender waist, the pale neck covered by dark hair, and long fingers resting on her chin... The thoughts made her nervous.

The light was still on, glaringly bright. It seemed inappropriate to think such things in broad daylight. She hurriedly put on her pajamas and suppressed these chaotic thoughts.

But the next moment, she began to agonize:

It is said that when a girl who is attracted to women sees her wrapped in a towel like this, the usual reaction is to stare for a while, rather than avoid eye contact like Nan Xue. What did she really think?

Shu Yubai sat by the bed and softly said, “All done.”

The little bear pajamas from a few days ago had been washed and were still drying outside. Shu Yubai found a large white T-shirt in the box, made of pure cotton, which was comfortable enough to use as sleepwear.

The hem of the shirt rested on her thighs, soft with a faint scent of sunlight.

Nan Xue turned around and looked at her, her heart tightening.