After Transmigrating into a book, I Was Played By a Black Lotus

Chapter 3: The Offensive

Lin Xingzhu's body was a little stiff.

At first, she thought the sounds were due to Bai Xiying feeling unwell. But two seconds later, she quickly realized it was a side effect of the drug.

This was Lin Xingzhu's first time facing such an embarrassing situation, and she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.

She opened her phone, mindlessly tapping around to distract herself. But the low, unmistakable, hoarse breaths seemed to take on a life of their own, slithering into her ears like a water snake.

It was sticky and uncomfortable.

Lin Xingzhu held her breath, doing her best to control herself.

Ten minutes later, the bathroom door opened.

Bai Xiying stepped out with a blank expression,  with crystal drops of water droplets clinging to her cheeks, sliding down her straight nose and dropping onto the floor from her rosy lips.

She looked like a ripe fruit, exuding a sense of ripe decay.

Lin Xingzhu stole a glance, then quickly averted her eyes.

At that moment, Bai Xiying had an indescribable allure, especially after she had said something so suggestive just an hour ago.

Lin Xingzhu's left hand grazed the edge of her phone, absently searching for a topic to talk about. "Have you missed work these past few days?"

She vaguely remembered that Bai Xiying worked at a studio.

Bai Xiying sat on the edge of the bed, casually resting her hand by her side. After hearing Lin Xingzhu's question, she tilted her head slightly, as if lost in thought.

Perhaps the long strands of tangled memories had finally stirred something; she replied softly, "No."

"I officially start next Monday."

"Oh." Lin Xingzhu nodded slowly, her gaze hurriedly shifting from the red marks on Bai Xiying's fingers.

Once her eyes were averted, she realized that those marks at this moment and at this location were quite suspicious.

"The doctor said you can be discharged in two days. That shouldn't affect your normal work," Lin Xingzhu remembered the doctor's words and said kindly.

Bai Xiying looked at her with an almost innocent curiosity. "Why aren't you looking at me?"

Throughout their conversation, Lin Xingzhu kept her head slightly lowered down; their eyes had never met.

Her evasive demeanor made Bai Xiying feel a bit worried.

Lin Xingzhu instinctively looked up, and sure enough, she found a lovely sight. Her clear, translucent complexion was tinged with a hint of red, exuding a captivating charm.

Unfortunately, it seemed that such beauty was wasted on someone oblivious. Lin Xingzhu replied seriously, "Why should I have to look at you?"

She tapped the table lightly, her demeanor gentle and harmless, wide, deep like the ocean and as broad and mellow as a needle sinking in the sea. Yet, her words were straightforward: "I see us as having a victim and compensator relationship. Beyond that, I don't have any obligation to look you in the eye, do I?"

Bai Xiying suddenly smiled. "Not a victim and a compensator."

Lin Xingzhu raised an eyebrow. "Huh?"

Bai Xiying took her time to clarify, "To correct you, it's the relationship between the victim and the perpetrator."