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

Chapter 45 Intruder

The hand, suspended in mid-air, felt a bit stiff, but fortunately, Bai Xiying had her back to Lin Xingzhu and couldn't see the awkward scene.

After a moment, she let her hand gently rest on Bai Xiying's back, silently offering comfort.

Bai Xiying knew not to rush things, especially when dealing with Lin Xingzhu, who had her own way of doing things. The intentional contact today was enough.

She wanted Lin Xingzhu to gradually become accustomed to her intimate gestures, ideally to pry open the locked door of her heart, leading her to develop different feelings and desires for her.

The twisted experiences of Bai Xiying's past had tormented her, yet they also unknowingly shaped her understanding into a towering structure, distinct from that of ordinary people—subtle in its details, yet she remained unaware.

Thus, in Bai Xiying's view, love naturally breeds desire. Once Lin Xingzhu felt desire for her, it would signify a qualitative change in her thoughts and attitudes.

Even though she usually found the terms "love" and "like" distasteful and disgusting, the haunting impressions from her past constantly reminded her that feelings give rise to desire.

Lin Xingzhu had no idea that in the brief embrace, Bai Xiying had entertained hundreds of thoughts about seducing her.

When she sensed Bai Xiying wanted to pull away, she timely released her hold and created some distance.

Looking up, Bai Xiying appeared to have been crying; her eyes were slightly red, and there was a glimmer of moisture at the corners, a shimmering sparkle catching the light.

Yet the person before her seemed unwilling to let her worry, forcing a smile as she gazed back.

After a pause, Lin Xingzhu softly said, "If you're willing, I can go with you."

She thought it would be better to go together to commemorate, rather than face the sorrowful place alone.

Bai Xiying's eyes glimmered with emotion. "Thank you, Xingzhu."

However, she still didn't really want Lin Xingzhu to meet that woman, even if she had been dead for many years, even if the memories of her had faded into a blurry haze.

It was simply a matter of feeling unworthy.

"But there are more important things right now; let's talk about it after the competition."

"..." Lin Xingzhu paused for a moment. "Alright."

She stayed a while longer with Bai Xiying, noticing the dark circles under her eyes, and urged her to take a nap to catch up on sleep before leaving.