Category: After Breaking Up, the Gentle Older Sister Went Crazy

  • After Breaking Up, the Gentle Older Sister Went Crazy 46

    Chapter 46

    On her first day back in a relationship, Jiang Siyi pondered for half the night.

    Why, even though they were back together, hadn’t Shen Shiwu suggested sleeping together?

    She fell asleep, filled with resentment, and woke up with dark circles under her eyes, only to be woken up by a phone call.

    “Spit it out.”

    “My goodness, someone’s grumpy. Oh, I forgot, it’s only seven o’clock there.” Lin Yusheng was lying in bed, enjoying the sun. “Kong Yin has an audio drama script, and she wants you to be the director. Are you interested?”

    Jiang Siyi rolled over in bed, phone in hand.

    After thinking for a moment, she mumbled, “Yeah, sure.”

    She didn’t like staying in her comfort zone when it came to work, and besides writing, directing also seemed interesting.

    The other person chattered on, but Jiang Siyi, sleepy, didn’t catch most of it.

    By the time Lin Yusheng called out her name several times, Jiang Siyi had fallen back asleep.

    The editor was speechless for a moment, then sent her the time and location on WeChat.

    She was woken up by a paw touching her face.

    Jiang Siyi sniffed, then sneezed violently: “…”

    Opening her eyes, she saw Shen Shiwu holding Eleven’s paw, clearly up to no good.

    Jiang Siyi pulled the blanket higher, muttering curses under her breath.

    Until her face was nibbled on a few more times, and she couldn’t take it anymore. She sat up and raised her voice. “Don’t you have to go to work?”

    Eleven, startled by her sudden movement, hopped off the bed and ran away. The two of them were left staring at each other, the atmosphere tense.

    Of course, it was only Jiang Siyi who felt the tension.

    “With my wife at home, how can I focus on work?” Seeing her fierce expression, Shen Shiwu reached out and ruffled her hair, her tone soothing.

    Jiang Siyi, appeased by the gesture, her morning grumpiness slightly lessened, pouted. “That won’t do, what if you go bankrupt?”

    “Then I’ll have to rely on my wife to take care of me.”

    Jiang Siyi, having just woken up, her mind still foggy, actually started considering this seriously.

    She counted on her fingers, her hair a mess, and finally concluded, “With my current savings, even if you go bankrupt, we’ll still be able to survive.”

    “But I don’t know for how long.”

    She spoke seriously, a hint of worry in her eyes, and Shen Shiwu’s heart softened.

    “Come on,” she pinched Jiang Siyi’s cheek, “how could I go bankrupt so easily? Your wife is so capable, have a little faith.”

    Jiang Siyi couldn’t swat her hand away, so she let her pinch her cheek.

    Going downstairs for breakfast, the housekeeper hadn’t left yet, and Jiang Siyi chatted with her for a while. When the topic of Wu Ying came up, the housekeeper’s face lit up with pride. “Xiao Ying got into a university in the capital!”

    Lin Yusheng had actually mentioned this to her.

    But Jiang Siyi pretended to just find out, gasping, “Wow, that’s amazing.”

    The housekeeper was a little embarrassed. She smoothed her hair, then, as if remembering something, she turned and rushed to the kitchen. “Oh, I almost forgot about the seafood soup Miss Shen made.”

    Seafood soup.

    Hearing this, Jiang Siyi closed her eyes for a moment, feeling the air around her thicken, and went to the living room.

    When working from home, Shen Shiwu would have three online meetings a day, and Jiang Siyi had long been used to it. She walked quietly, thinking she would go upstairs and write for a while since breakfast wasn’t ready yet.

    But a hand suddenly appeared in her view.

    Then, Shen Shiwu asked, “Running away?”

    Who’s running away?

    Jiang Siyi, about to go upstairs, stopped at those words.

    “Come sit for a bit.”

    She mouthed, “Aren’t you in a meeting?”

    The woman, leaning back on the sofa, didn’t lower her voice. “Yes.”

    “…”

    Knowing Shen Shiwu, if she went over there, nothing good would happen.

    Jiang Siyi continued walking upstairs. “I’ll have to decline.”

    But the next moment, laughter erupted from the laptop screen. “Hey, Mr. Shen, is your wife avoiding you?”

    “Tsk, tsk, tsk, didn’t expect to see the day.”

    Shen Shiwu took off her glasses and rubbed her temples, sighing dramatically. “Yes, my wife often avoids me.”

    “…”

    “And she’s always so fierce.”

    Jiang Siyi stood on the stairs, radiating coldness. She went to the kitchen to grab a knife.

    “Take a break, everyone, I have something to attend to, we’ll continue later,” Shen Shiwu said, watching Jiang Siyi’s stiff figure disappear into the kitchen.

    “Mr. Shen, what’s so urgent?”

    “Probably something to do with his wife.”

    The others in the meeting started gossiping, showing no intention of hanging up—after all, this was the first time in four years that Shen Shiwu had left a meeting midway.

    “She’s angry again,” the woman said, her voice filled with mock helplessness, but her smile deepened, “I have to go appease her.”

    Before leaving the meeting, she added with a sigh, “You single people wouldn’t understand.”

    The others: “…”

    Meanwhile, Jiang Siyi was leaning against the kitchen counter, asking the housekeeper which knife was the sharpest.

    The housekeeper was startled and quickly asked what she was planning to do.

    Jiang Siyi thought for a moment. “Slaughter a pig.”

    Footsteps approached, the pig must have arrived. She stood beside the housekeeper, ignoring Shen Shiwu.

    “It’s still months away from the Lunar New Year, why are you slaughtering a pig?” The housekeeper was puzzled and asked again.

    Jiang Siyi glanced at the “pig” and retorted, “I’m going to slaughter it anyway, might as well do it now.”

    After the soup was done and the other dishes were ready, the housekeeper was about to leave. She left, puzzled, looking around the house, wondering where the pig was.

    They sat side by side at the dining table. Jiang Siyi ate sideways, as if afraid Shen Shiwu would steal her food.

    Shen Shiwu watched her, her chin resting on her hand, then tried calling her nickname, “Xiao Si.”

    Jiang Siyi’s mouth twitched. “What?”

    Mm, she’s still talking, the situation isn’t too serious.

    Shen Shiwu thought, leaning closer. “See, you’re being fierce again.”

    Little Jiang was silent for a few seconds, then moved to the opposite side of the table, taking her food with her.

    The woman, watching her eat quietly, felt her heart flutter.

    So cute.

    Seeing that Jiang Siyi was about to retreat to her room again, Shen Shiwu quickly stood up, grabbed her arm, and pulled her into a hug.

    Her back pressed against something unspeakable.

    Jiang Siyi froze, letting herself be held.

    “It was my fault, I shouldn’t have said bad things about you to them.”

    It wasn’t exactly “bad things,” but Jiang Siyi still hummed softly and asked, fidgeting with her fingers, “They’re… your employees?”

    If she had a time machine, Jiang Siyi would slap herself for asking that question.

    On the sofa, out of view of the camera, her hand was trapped in Shen Shiwu’s grip, unable to escape.

    “Hello, Ms. Jiang, we’re Mr. Shen’s project partners.”

    The other end was lively. The people in the online meeting, who had been sitting properly just moments ago, were now all standing up.

    Jiang Siyi, caught off guard by the sudden attention, swallowed nervously.

    But her acting skills were still decent, and she managed a calm smile. “Hello.”

    The chatter continued.

    “Wait, that name sounds familiar… aren’t you that author?”

    “Now that you mention it, I remember too, the one who recently returned to China?”

    “Holy crap, I think it really is her.”

    They were buzzing with excitement, as if they were about to jump out of the screen.

    Shen Shiwu tapped the laptop screen, frowning. “Quiet down.”

    The noise instantly subsided.

    They scurried back to their seats, one of them even bowing. “Sorry.”

    Jiang Siyi, seeing this, nudged Shen Shiwu, telling her to be nicer.

    Shen Shiwu quickly understood.

    She had to listen to her wife, so she softened her tone. “Quiet… down.”

    This made the people on the other end freeze, not daring to move.

    They thought they had gone too far with their jokes and lowered their heads, not daring to look up.

    Jiang Siyi: “…”

    For the next hour and a half, she was forced to listen to a business discussion, bored out of her mind, fidgeting with Shen Shiwu’s fingers until her legs went numb, and she finally couldn’t take it anymore—

    “I’m going upstairs to write, you guys continue.”

    The people on the screen immediately replied, “Goodbye, Ms. Jiang!”

    “Goodbye, Teacher.”

    Hearing the different forms of address, Shen Shiwu clicked her tongue, her eyebrows raised.

    Instant silence again.

    Jiang Siyi calmly, or rather, awkwardly, went upstairs under Shen Shiwu’s gaze. Closing the door behind her, she immediately threw herself onto the bed.

    She called Kong Yin.

    “Ms. Kong, I received the schedule, but the location hasn’t been decided yet?”

    The other person seemed to be busy, the background noisy, but it quickly quieted down, she must have moved to a quieter spot.

    She held her phone, wanting to chat with Jiang Siyi for a while longer, so she made an excuse. “Yes, we haven’t chosen a recording studio yet.”

    “Ms. Jiang, do you have any recommendations?”

    Kong Yin hadn’t been back in China for long and didn’t have her own studio or team. For this project, she needed to rent a studio.

    But Jiang Siyi was just a writer. Kong Yin should be the one researching recording studios.

    She thought for a moment. “Ask my editor, she has some connections in that area.”

    Kong Yin could only agree, then she said, “Teacher, the recording for this audio drama will take a while, you might have to stay here.”

    Jiang Siyi thought for a moment. “In Beicheng?”

    “Yes. Once we’ve chosen a studio, we’ll book a hotel for you nearby, expenses covered… or,” she hesitated slightly, “my home is in Beicheng, you can stay with me.”

    “Don’t misunderstand! I, I told Ah Yun and the others the same thing.”

    “It would be more convenient if we all lived together, we can discuss the script at night and such.”

    Jiang Siyi nodded, her tone calm. “I’ll stay at a hotel.”

    “It’s next week, right? Please find a recording studio as soon as possible, you can send me the details on WeChat.”

    “I won’t keep you any longer.”

    Kong Yin could only say, “Okay, goodbye, Ms. Jiang.”

    In the empty hallway, Ah Yun suddenly walked over and patted her shoulder. “Xiao Yin, what are you doing?”

    Kong Yin turned around and mumbled, “I was on the phone.”

    “With Ms. Jiang?”

    She smiled awkwardly, her face slightly flushed.

    “Oh, you said before that she had a beautiful ex-girlfriend and that you didn’t dare to pursue her, what’s going on now?”

    “Still hung up on her?”

    Those words hit her right in the heart.

    Kong Yin was silent for a moment, then smiled bitterly. “It’s not easy to find someone you like… I don’t want to give up.”

    “Then go for it.” Ah Yun patted her shoulder. “This is a great opportunity.”

    “I’ll tell Ms. Jiang that all the hotels nearby are fully booked and ask her to stay at your place with us.”

    “You’re silly, she can just check online,” Kong Yin whispered, as if sharing a secret.

    Ah Yun paused. “That’s true.”

    “…”

    “Just wait and see, I’ll find a way to get you two together.”

    Kong Yin lowered her eyes. “I hope so.”

  • After Breaking Up, the Gentle Older Sister Went Crazy 45

    Chapter 45

    The once-unspoken desires, mingled with the longing of reunion, intertwined in their embrace.

    Hidden beneath a camphor tree, the car was obscured from view.

    The chirping of cicadas mixed with the sounds of their intimacy.

    “Shen Shiwu…”

    Her soft moans were swallowed as Jiang Siyi, momentarily surfacing, tried to pull away, only to be pulled back into the depths.

    “Didn’t you want me to kiss you?” A soft chuckle followed, and the woman leaned in again, her movements irresistible, the sounds of their kiss echoing in the car.

    She did want to be kissed.

    But not there.

    Jiang Siyi, feeling a wave of heat wash over her, couldn’t speak. She bit her lip and heard laughter approaching—

    “It’s summer break, we should be having fun, why are you carrying a textbook?”

    “I’m going to be a senior soon, I have to study.”

    “Tsk… hey, look at that camphor tree, it’s so lush!”

    The figures of the girls drew closer, their chatter making Jiang Siyi’s body tense, her desire to escape growing stronger.

    “Shen Shiwu… stop, someone’s coming.”

    But the woman, half-kneeling below her, only looked up, not stopping her ministrations. She smiled and continued.

    “Then we have to be quiet.”

    Jiang Siyi felt like she was falling apart, biting her fingertip, her words muffled and indistinct. “I really can’t, they’re, they’re almost here.”

    “But Xiao Si seems to be enjoying it.”

    “Here,” she said suggestively, “you don’t seem to want me to leave.”

    Jiang Siyi was drowning in a sea of pleasure.

    The two girls passing by didn’t notice anything, simply stopping by the car to admire the tree.

    Her vision blurring, Jiang Siyi, amidst the haze of pleasure and anxiety, swore—she would never initiate anything like this again.

    Xu Yuan stared at the ended call, deep in thought.

    Just as she was puzzled, she received a message: “It’s a long story, I have to go. I’ll treat you to dinner when you come to Qinan.”

    Xu Yuan sent three question marks, then, seeing the “typing…” indicator, impatient with the slow typing, she sent a voice call request.

    The other person answered after half a minute.

    “What’s up? Is it urgent?”

    “We haven’t finished catching up yet.”

    Jiang Siyi cleared her throat before speaking, but her voice was still hoarse. “Something came up.”

    Xu Yuan, known for her sharp hearing during their school days, noticed something. “What happened to your voice?”

    “I have a bit of a cold.”

    “Oh…” Xu Yuan nodded. “Okay then, I should be free in a few months, I’ll come visit you in Qinan.”

    Just as she was about to hang up, Jiang Siyi let out a soft gasp. She quickly looked at the restless hand beside her and mouthed, “Don’t move.”

    Xu Yuan asked, “What was that sound?”

    Shen Shiwu was gently massaging Jiang Siyi’s waist, ignoring the warning, and kissed her cheek, whispering, “So fierce.”

    Jiang Siyi grabbed her hand, stopping her. She replied to Xu Yuan, “The rabbit.”

    “?”

    “I just bought a pet rabbit, it made a noise. A Dutch lop, I’ll send you pictures later.”

    Seeing that Shen Shiwu was about to start again, she quickly ended the call. “I have to go now, talk to you later.”

    Only after hanging up did Jiang Siyi relax. She turned the air conditioning up, her tone annoyed. “Do you have to interrupt me even when I’m on the phone?”

    Shen Shiwu didn’t answer.

    She leaned closer, her breath warm against Jiang Siyi’s skin, and nibbled on her earlobe, her voice pleading, “One more time?”

    Jiang Siyi was silent for a moment, then almost jumped out of the car.

    Two hours later, after cleaning up the mess, it was past three in the afternoon, and Jiang Siyi was sprawled in the car seat, exhausted.

    She glanced at the woman beside her, who was focused on driving, and slowly shook her head.

    Still has the energy to drive after that, terrifying.

    Shen Shiwu, always sensitive to her gaze, reached out and patted her head at a red light.

    Jiang Siyi, seeing this, playfully bit her hand.

    “Ouch,” Shen Shiwu pretended to be in pain, “that hurts.”

    Jiang Siyi, seeing her like this, touched her lips, feeling slightly guilty, but still retorted, “You deserved it.”

    The woman’s cold still hadn’t gone away. She coughed, a hint of laughter in her voice, and as she placed her hand back on the steering wheel, she asked, “What did I do to upset you, Your Highness?”

    Do you want me to reenact what just happened?

    Jiang Siyi scoffed and turned her head away, ignoring her.

    She checked her phone, saw that Lin Yusheng had sent her a message asking for the manuscript, and realized she hadn’t touched her computer in days.

    After hesitating for a while, she replied, “I have to rewrite the outline.”

    The other end immediately exploded. “Rewrite the outline? Are you making excuses again?”

    This time, she wasn’t lying.

    Because the new book was based on her and Shen Shiwu. And now that they were back together, the outline had to be changed.

    Simply put—it was no longer a tragic love story, but a sweet one.

    “Anyway, I’ll write as soon as I get home, I’ll try to finish it by the end of the year.”

    After sending the message, she closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep. After dozing off for a while, she asked Shen Shiwu, “You didn’t leave my luggage at the hotel, did you?”

    “If neither person in a relationship is smart, then they’re doomed,” she said, suppressing her laughter.

    A certain great author was silent for a few seconds, then asked coldly, “Who are you calling stupid?”

    “And,” she paused, “what do you mean ‘in a relationship’? Who’s your wife?”

    Seeing her still being stubborn, Shen Shiwu said casually, “Okay, you’ll know who my wife is tonight.”

    Jiang Siyi instantly fell silent.

    Remembering what had just happened, she inwardly cursed Shen Shiwu for being shameless, even doing that in the car.

    “Secretly cursing me again.”

    The woman touched her nose, not replying, then changed the subject. “Where’s my laptop?”

    “In the back seat.”

    Jiang Siyi craned her neck, finally finding it tucked away in a corner.

    “Why did you put it there?”

    “It was in the way.”

    “…”

    Jiang Siyi didn’t want to continue the conversation and started working on her laptop.

    The car was on the cross-sea bridge again.

    When she had come here, she had been alone, the twilight fading, the night devoid of light.

    But now…

    She was with the person she loved, the rain had stopped, and birds were flying in the daylight.

    She opened her document, deleted the bitter words, and started typing a new paragraph—

    “Perhaps the bond between us was too strong. So she and I…”

    Jiang Siyi suddenly turned to look at Shen Shiwu.

    She called out her name.

    The woman quickly replied, “Yes?”

    “I’m giving you a chance to get back together, do you accept?”

    Shen Shiwu’s eyes softened with helplessness.

    They had kissed, they had made love. Did this little rabbit still think they were exes?

    She sighed softly.

    Jiang Siyi, embarrassed, hadn’t wanted to say those words in the first place. Now, seeing Shen Shiwu’s reaction, she felt both disbelief and a pang of grievance.

    Not getting back together, huh?

    Fine, don’t regret it!

    She furiously pressed the delete key, erasing the words she had just typed.

    “That heartless woman, she doesn’t want to get back together, and I even asked her. Jerk! Scumbag!”

    “Angst, this book needs angst.”

    “Silly.”

    “Huh?” Jiang Siyi looked up, puzzled, then retorted, “You’re the silly one.”

    “It seems I should have asked you before I did that,” Shen Shiwu said, her teeth gritted slightly, “what our relationship is.”

    “If you dare to say ‘exes’ again,” she said thoughtfully, “you’ll cry even harder.”

    The car’s air conditioning was blasting, and Jiang Siyi shivered.

    She discreetly moved away, as if preparing for battle, then moved back, feeling slightly embarrassed.

    She responded with an “Oh,” pretending not to be afraid, and then asked, “What if I say we’re together?”

    “Then it’s the other way around, you cry, right?”

    Jiang Siyi was clearly being difficult on purpose.

    After voicing her strange logic, she felt a sense of satisfaction and was about to continue when she heard a snort of disdain from beside her.

    Little Jiang, mocked, wanted to bite someone.

    “If you say we’re together,” Shen Shiwu said casually, the smile still playing on her lips, “fainting isn’t out of the question either.”

    So, either way, she was going to suffer.

    If the eighteen-year-old Jiang Siyi had seen Shen Shiwu like this, she would have run away with her blanket in the middle of the night.

    She had wanted to retort, “I don’t faint that easily.”

    But seeing Shen Shiwu’s hands, she wisely kept quiet.

    Pride or survival, survival it is.

    “So, are we getting back together or not?” Jiang Siyi, realizing that the original topic had been completely derailed, clicked her tongue. “Just say it.”

    Shen Shiwu sighed helplessly. “Of course we are, my little ancestor.”

    Jiang Siyi was finally satisfied. She suppressed a smile and started typing again.

    Continuing the sentence she had started earlier.

    “Perhaps the bond between us was too strong. So she and I…”

    “Got back together.”

    It was late at night when they arrived back in Qinan.

    Jiang Siyi’s head was buzzing from the constant chatter of the person beside her during the ride—

    “What are you doing?”

    “Writing.”

    “Oh, writing about us?”

    Jiang Siyi forced a smile and turned to look at her. “Focus on driving.”

    Shen Shiwu nodded in agreement, but a few seconds later, she said something surprising again. “Are you going to write about what just happened too?”

    The great author’s fingers froze on the keyboard, as if about to hit someone. Shen Shiwu quickly apologized and coaxed her for a long time.

    Back at the villa, a familiar figure came to greet them.

    Jiang Siyi stood there, looking at her for a moment, then smiled. “Auntie, are you cooking?”

    “Ah, Miss Jiang, long time no see.”

    The housekeeper’s face lit up, and she nodded eagerly. “Yes, dinner is ready, come and eat while it’s hot.”

    They sat facing each other at the dining table, the housekeeper washing dishes in the kitchen.

    So many familiar elements combined made Jiang Siyi feel like she was in a daze.

    “Doesn’t it suit your taste?” Shen Shiwu asked, seeing her slow eating. “Even Eleven eats faster than you.”

    Jiang Siyi turned to look at the rabbit, who was munching away in its cage, then, feeling a surge of competitiveness, she started eating faster.

    Shen Shiwu shook her head and poured her a glass of water.

    “Competing with a rabbit over food?”

    She said meaningfully, “Why are we, born of the same root, so eager to outdo each other?”

    Jiang Siyi’s cheeks were puffed out with food, her words muffled. “Wha-what do you mean?”

    Shen Shiwu held the glass to her lips, a smile playing on her lips. “I’m saying you’re cute.”

    Little Jiang stopped protesting.

    She swallowed her food and obediently drank half the glass of water, Shen Shiwu’s hand still holding it.

    Only after Shen Shiwu put down the glass did she nod in agreement.

    “I think so too.”

    The woman didn’t move away. She glanced at the kitchen, then leaned down and gently bit Jiang Siyi’s soft cheek.

    After observing the gradual change in color from white to red, Shen Shiwu smiled faintly.

    “Mm, you’re the cutest.”

  • After Breaking Up, the Gentle Older Sister Went Crazy 44

    Chapter 44

    The temperature in Chang’an was high. The two girls, having fallen asleep in the living room without drawing the curtains, were woken up by the scorching sunlight at six in the morning.

    Jiang Siyi’s arm, which she had used as a pillow, was numb and sore.

    Xu Yuan, feeling her stir, also sat up. She quickly checked her phone, saw that it was Saturday, and lay back down.

    She poked the half-dead person beside her. “Hey, you have such a low tolerance for alcohol.”

    Jiang Siyi smiled. “We’re the same, don’t judge.”

    “Alright, it’s morning, take a shower, and I’ll take you out.”

    “My hometown has developed a lot in recent years, especially the business district, it’s not worse than Qinan.”

    Jiang Siyi did want to go out and clear her head.

    She rubbed her eyes. “Okay.”

    People in Chang’an loved spicy food, and their strong flavors almost knocked Jiang Siyi out during breakfast. She looked at the wontons floating in chili oil, bravely took a bite, and felt her soul leave her body.

    As she gulped down water, she thought,

    This should be fed to Shen Shiwu, preferably until she dies.

    “What are you thinking about? I told you to order the plain broth, but you didn’t listen.” Xu Yuan shook her head. “Still as stubborn as ever.”

    Jiang Siyi pretended not to hear and took another sip of the spicy broth, unwilling to give up.

    After breakfast, they strolled towards the city center, chatting along the way. “How’s your anxiety? Still not better?”

    Jiang Siyi looked up at the clouds drifting slowly across the sky.

    Her gaze returned to the ground, her voice soft. “Same as always.”

    Seeing her friend like this, Xu Yuan felt a pang of sympathy. So she started lecturing her, offering life advice and emotional analysis, until Jiang Siyi wanted to sew her mouth shut.

    As the city’s largest business district, it was already crowded even in the morning.

    After wandering around for a while, just as they were about to find a place to rest, someone hesitantly raised their hand, as if trying to greet them.

    Jiang Siyi paused. “Yu Wen?”

    The woman was wearing a light gray cardigan, looking calm and composed. She smiled. “Siyi, fancy meeting you here.”

    Inside a Japanese restaurant, the three of them sat facing each other. Xu Yuan and Jiang Siyi were sitting side by side, looking at the menu.

    Yu Wen took a sip of tea. “Is this your friend?”

    Jiang Siyi nodded. “Yes.”

    Yu Wen smiled faintly, then, as if joking, she said, “I thought she was the person you liked.”

    Remembering the confession call, Jiang Siyi simply smiled politely, not replying.

    Yu Wen, sensing her discomfort, didn’t press further.

    Xu Yuan, however, was confused. She looked up, startled. “What?”

    Jiang Siyi didn’t want to explain.

    She took the menu, ordered an eel rice bowl and sweet shrimp, and skillfully changed the subject as she spoke to the waiter.

    “What about you? What would you like to eat?”

    “You can order for me,” Yu Wen said, her eyes gentle, “you should know my preferences.”

    Xu Yuan’s expression turned suspicious.

    She gasped inwardly, as if realizing something, and excused herself to go to the bathroom, not returning for a long time.

    Only when the food arrived did Jiang Siyi message her.

    Xu Yuan, thinking she was being clever, replied, “I’m going for a walk, I won’t disturb your date… I mean, your meal.”

    And no matter how many messages Jiang Siyi sent, she didn’t reply.

    Jiang Siyi’s face darkened as she put down her phone. Yu Wen asked, “Where’s your friend?”

    “Fell into a ditch.”

    “?”

    Yu Wen couldn’t help but chuckle. “You haven’t changed, always joking.”

    She started reminiscing about their time in England.

    “After that confession… I didn’t dare to see you, I avoided you everywhere,” she said softly, eating slowly, “until graduation. Later, I heard from Nellie that you had returned to China.”

    “I thought we would never meet again, but it seems we’re quite fated.”

    She tilted her head, her eyes crinkling with a smile. “Can I have a bite of your eel rice?”

    Jiang Siyi was silent for a few seconds, then said, “Sorry, I have a cold, I don’t want to infect you.”

    She even coughed a few times for effect.

    Yu Wen paused, then said, “It’s okay.”

    Her smile reminded Jiang Siyi of Shen Shiwu, who never got angry, no matter what, during the early stages of their relationship.

    Thinking of Shen Shiwu, a pang of sadness hit her.

    Jiang Siyi took a bite of sweet shrimp, not looking up.

    “So, do you still have someone you like?” Yu Wen suddenly asked.

    Jiang Siyi hadn’t dated anyone in all these years, and she was starting to suspect it was just an excuse.

    Jiang Siyi finished her shrimp and, under Yu Wen’s gaze, slowly looked up.

    Her voice was a little hoarse, and just as she was about to speak, she coughed.

    Someone arrived, bringing with them the coolness of last night’s rain.

    Looking up, she saw Shen Shiwu pull over a chair and sit down beside her.

    Her eyes were unreadable as she answered Yu Wen’s question in Jiang Siyi’s stead.

    “Yes,” she said casually, “sorry, it’s me.”

    The atmosphere froze. Jiang Siyi’s eyes widened in disbelief. She wanted to retort, to ask how Shen Shiwu could even say that, but her body wouldn’t cooperate.

    Yu Wen was stunned, speechless for a long time.

    “Th-this is…?”

    Caught between the two, Jiang Siyi felt a headache coming on. After a few seconds, she said calmly, “My ex-girlfriend.”

    It was the truth, she was her ex-girlfriend.

    Yu Wen was slightly relieved. Just an ex, it didn’t mean she had no chance.

    She forced a smile. “Hello, I’m Siyi’s friend from abroad.”

    Shen Shiwu glanced at her outstretched hand, nodded in acknowledgment, but didn’t shake it.

    Jiang Siyi just wanted this chaotic lunch to end.

    She had barely eaten anything when she stood up to leave, but Shen Shiwu grabbed her wrist and pulled her back down.

    “Doesn’t it suit your taste?”

    Jiang Siyi’s lips trembled slightly, sensing that something big was about to happen.

    Her intuition was always right. Shen Shiwu, without waiting for an answer, gestured behind her, her voice calm and unhurried, “I brought a few chefs.”

    “Just tell them what you want to eat.”

    As she beckoned, several women in chef uniforms approached. They were polite, saying to Jiang Siyi, “Miss, we’ve all been on TV, our skills are top-notch. Just tell us what you want, and we’ll make it for you.”

    Jiang Siyi took a deep breath.

    She glared at Shen Shiwu, silently telling her to stop showing off.

    But Shen Shiwu, pretending to misunderstand, said considerately, “It’s okay, I’ve already booked the entire restaurant, you don’t have to worry about disturbing anyone.”

    “…”

    Two hours later, the farce ended with Yu Wen leaving, her expression stiff.

    Jiang Siyi, seeing her leave, waved, but Shen Shiwu held her hand tightly.

    After a few unsuccessful attempts to pull away, she frowned deeply. “Shen Shiwu, are you crazy?”

    But the woman simply chuckled, not minding the accusation.

    “Yes.”

    Jiang Siyi was speechless and said coldly, “Let go.”

    “And after I let go, where will you run off to?”

    They had chosen the most secluded corner of the restaurant, and since Shen Shiwu had booked the entire place, no one was around, not even the waiters.

    In the quiet restaurant, Shen Shiwu’s gritted teeth were clearly audible.

    “I’ve been good enough to you, Jiang Siyi,” she said, her hand on the back of Jiang Siyi’s neck, completely controlling her, “why do you always want to leave me?”

    “You also think I’ve changed, don’t you?”

    “But a large part of the reason I’ve become like this is because of you.”

    She spoke quickly, not giving Jiang Siyi a chance to interrupt, or rather, not allowing her to speak—because Shen Shiwu had leaned in and captured her lips.

    The taste of blood filled her mouth, and Jiang Siyi couldn’t hold back anymore, tears rolling down her cheeks.

    “Why don’t you go find Yang Yu?”

    “Aren’t you two always together?”

    Shen Shiwu paused, seemingly realizing something.

    “Four years ago, at Yu An Mansion, you said you were discussing business, but you brought her along… Fine, I admit, because she’s capable, I can understand that.”

    “But, but you promised me you wouldn’t talk to her too much.”

    Jiang Siyi ripped open her old wounds, rubbing salt into them. Her breathing became ragged, her words disjointed, but every sentence was filled with accusation and choked with sobs.

    “I’m being too sensitive, too insecure, too pathetic.” Her eyes were red as she started blaming herself, her body trembling. “But I can’t help it.”

    “I lack security, and I could only cling to every word you said.”

    Her tears dried, and she finally looked into Shen Shiwu’s eyes. “Stop loving me.”

    “Let me go, and let yourself go too.”

    “Liking someone like me won’t end well.”

    “Please let me go, I promise I won’t come back…”

    The rest of her words were lost in an embrace.

    Shen Shiwu held her tightly, as if wanting to merge with her.

    “Xiao Si.” The Shen Shiwu from four years later rarely called her that.

    “I’m sorry, for making you suffer for so many years.”

    “The reason I let Yang Yu into the meeting room that day was because she said her younger sister was going to confess to you again.”

    Remembering this, Shen Shiwu gritted her teeth, her annoyance evident.

    “So I told her to bring Yang Yi over,”

    “Since she couldn’t discipline her sister, I would.”

    The woman touched the girl’s earlobe and kissed it gently. “My Xiao Si is so well-behaved, how could I let her be corrupted by her?”

    Jiang Siyi buried her face in Shen Shiwu’s shirt, clutching the fabric tightly.

    “Then why did you come home late?”

    “There was a heavy thunderstorm that night, I…” Her voice choked with emotion.

    “Because I promised you.” Shen Shiwu gently patted her back, soothing her. “After the college entrance exam, we would raise a rabbit together.”

    Jiang Siyi’s eyes flickered, then filled with tears again.

    “Since it’s for Xiao Si, it has to be the cutest rabbit in the world,” Shen Shiwu said, her tone like that of a doting adult.

    Her breath tickled Jiang Siyi’s neck, making her shiver.

    “After the meeting that day, the client’s daughter also happened to have a rabbit. She asked why I had switched from cats to rabbits.”

    “I said the little girl at my house liked rabbits, and I had to indulge her, or she would throw a tantrum.”

    “So I went to the rabbitry she recommended and chose Eleven. But it hadn’t been vaccinated yet, so I couldn’t bring it home immediately.”

    “I’m sorry,” Shen Shiwu kissed her forehead, “I came home late that night.”

    The apology was four years late, but Jiang Siyi didn’t care anymore.

    The sound of thunder on that stormy night still echoed in her ears, but she no longer felt the fear and helplessness.

    Her sense of security was still fragile.

    But at least now, she had someone to lean on again.

    Jiang Siyi wrapped her arms around Shen Shiwu, her eyes wet with tears, like a red-eyed rabbit.

    She murmured, “Shen Shiwu.”

    “Kiss me.”

  • After Breaking Up, the Gentle Older Sister Went Crazy 43

    Chapter 43

    In the past four years, Jiang Siyi had dreamt many times of traveling or shopping with Shen Shiwu.

    Until she remembered the saying—dreams are the opposite of reality.

    She would then snap back to reality and continue wandering alone in her empty world, year after year.

    “Ms. Jiang, still angry?” Shen Shiwu leaned closer, offering her a portion of takoyaki. “Have a bite, calm down.”

    Jiang Siyi glanced at her, remembering her words at the book signing, her teeth itching. “No.”

    Well, she would rather it be the opposite now.

    Because of the previous theft incident, she didn’t have a good impression of the Beicheng night market. Now, her vigilance was high, and she clutched her bag tightly as she walked through the crowd.

    Shen Shiwu, seeing her cautious movements, effortlessly took the bag from her and reassured her, “It’s okay.”

    “If anyone dares to steal from you, they must be tired of living.”

    Her tone was calm, even gentle, yet it sent a chill down Jiang Siyi’s spine.

    Jiang Siyi had wanted to snatch her bag back, but after hesitating, she let Shen Shiwu keep it—she was too lazy to carry it anyway.

    She saw that Shen Shiwu’s hands were full of plastic bags, beef patties, lamb skewers, enough to start a zoo. She asked, puzzled, “Didn’t you used to dislike these?”

    Nothing good ever came out of Shen Shiwu’s mouth.

    Shen Shiwu responded with a drawn-out “Ah,” then said smoothly, “You remember that clearly, huh?”

    She smiled. “You still like me, don’t you?”

    After walking around for so long, Jiang Siyi hadn’t bought anything to eat, and her only bag had been taken away.

    Her arms felt empty, and feeling insecure, she fidgeted with the corner of her clothes.

    Her face remained expressionless for a while, then she finally managed to say, “Bullshit.”

    Shen Shiwu clicked her tongue and tapped Jiang Siyi’s head lightly. “Ms. Jiang, language.”

    You have the nerve to lecture me about my language?

    Jiang Siyi scoffed inwardly. Where was your elegant language in bed?

    “Secretly cursing me again?”

    “…You know it.”

    Shen Shiwu shook her head slightly, seeing a crowd gathered ahead, and pulled Jiang Siyi along.

    Jiang Siyi usually disliked physical contact, but when it came to Shen Shiwu, she always found herself unable to resist.

    “Someone’s live-streaming their singing.” Shen Shiwu, like an adult leading a child, tightened her grip on Jiang Siyi’s hand as they approached the crowd and even looked back to remind her, “Hold on tight, don’t get lost.”

    Jiang Siyi, initially obedient, felt a surge of rebelliousness and immediately let go.

    Shen Shiwu’s hand was suddenly empty. She looked back and put her arm around Jiang Siyi’s waist. Her lips thinned. “There’s a punishment for being disobedient.”

    Hearing the word “punishment,” inappropriate images flashed through Jiang Siyi’s mind. She pouted, this time not making any sudden movements. “Oh.”

    “Is it a famous internet celebrity? They sing quite well.”

    Jiang Siyi didn’t usually pay attention to these things. Before she could reply, Shen Shiwu said, “Just as good as you.”

    She frowned, puzzled. “When have you heard me sing?”

    “Ah,” Shen Shiwu pretended to just realize her mistake, apologizing, then leaning closer to whisper in her ear, “I misremembered. They sing, you scream.”

    “…”

    Language, huh?

    You should listen to your own dirty talk.

    Jiang Siyi, both embarrassed and annoyed, pulled her hand away and walked in the opposite direction—this person was unreasonable, it was best to avoid her.

    The crowd was a mix of locals and tourists, noisy and chaotic. It was easy to get lost.

    And when Jiang Siyi was angry, nothing could stop her, her pace quickening almost to a speed walk.

    Only when she was tired did she slow down and look back.

    Something wasn’t right.

    Jiang Siyi looked around, calling out, “Shen Shiwu?”

    Her shout attracted many stares, but Shen Shiwu wasn’t among them.

    The girl froze, clutching her phone.

    Damn it, she was lost.

    ***

    “Hello, the number you have dialed is powered off…” This was the umpteenth time she had heard the automated message. Jiang Siyi sighed and rushed into the police station.

    A police officer recognized her, remembering Shen Shiwu, and thinking it was best not to offend her, quickly approached. “Hello, another theft case?”

    “No, a missing person!”

    Seeing the officer’s shocked expression, Jiang Siyi quickly corrected herself. “I mean, I can’t find someone.”

    Inside the surveillance room, several officers gathered around Jiang Siyi, who sat in the middle. Her eyes narrowed as she saw a familiar figure. “Stop, that’s her.”

    But as the image zoomed in, Jiang Siyi froze, her eyes clouding over.

    She stared at the screen for a long time.

    “Miss Jiang, are you sure it’s this person?”

    The police officer’s voice broke through her daze.

    Jiang Siyi looked at the two figures walking side by side on the screen, a perfect match. She closed her eyes, then, after a few seconds, replied, “Yes, I’m sure.”

    Two sets of footsteps approached.

    Shen Shiwu, unable to shake off the person behind her, rushed to the police station.

    “Where is she?”

    “Still in the surveillance room, don’t worry, we’re…” But when the officer opened the door, the room was empty, only the buzzing of mosquitoes disturbing the silence.

    Before he could finish, he felt a chill emanating from the person beside him.

    Shen Shiwu took a deep breath. “Check the surveillance footage.”

    ***

    It had been a long time since Jiang Siyi had hailed a cab from the street.

    Finding it too time-consuming to book a ride on her phone, she stood by the roadside, waving her hand.

    Luckily, a car soon approached, the driver rolling down the window and asking where she was going.

    Jiang Siyi hesitated, then asked softly, “Do you take long-distance fares?”

    Female drivers were usually more agreeable. She thought for a moment. “Sure, to the next city?”

    “No, to Chang’an.”

    This time, it was the driver’s turn to be speechless.

    After a long while, just as Jiang Siyi was about to give up hope, the driver gritted her teeth. “Okay, get in.”

    “But the fare will be high, it’s not worth it.”

    After getting into the car, Jiang Siyi shook her head. “It’s okay, money is not a problem.”

    Hearing this, the driver’s spirits lifted. She turned the steering wheel and headed towards a nearby gas station, popping a piece of candy into her mouth. “Alright, fasten your seatbelt.”

    At nine o’clock in the evening, the car was on the cross-sea bridge. Suddenly feeling a little breathless, Jiang Siyi opened the window slightly and rummaged through her bag for her medication. Then she realized she only had her phone with her.

    Her bag was still with Shen Shiwu.

    She rubbed her temples, seeing that her phone was about to die, and replied to Xu Yuan’s last message.

    “I’ll tell you everything when I get to Chang’an. Thanks for picking me up so late at night.”

    “Don’t mention it!”

    The other person sent a barrage of messages, and Jiang Siyi glanced at them occasionally. But in the end, her phone died.

    She held the useless brick in her hand and sighed.

    “Do you have a portable charger?”

    “Yes, here.” She added, “But it might not have much power left, check it.”

    It wasn’t much, only about 10% left.

    But it was better than nothing. Jiang Siyi thanked her and plugged in her phone.

    The drive from Beicheng to Chang’an took more than five hours. By the time they arrived, it was late at night. Jiang Siyi had dozed off briefly during the ride, and waking up to the darkness outside, her lips thinned.

    Shen Shiwu had also sent her many messages, practically flooding her notifications.

    She glanced at them and turned on Do Not Disturb.

    “Thank you for the ride.” When she opened the car door, Xu Yuan was already waiting. Jiang Siyi thanked the driver and gave her a generous tip.

    The driver refused to take it. “That’s too much, just a few tens is enough.”

    Seeing them arguing, Xu Yuan coughed and started counting down softly.

    Jiang Siyi immediately understood and, when Xu Yuan reached “one,” she quickly paid the driver and ran off.

    “Quite cozy,” Jiang Siyi said, changing into slippers and looking around Xu Yuan’s apartment.

    “Of course, living alone, you have to make your place comfortable, otherwise you’ll want to die every morning when you wake up.”

    Jiang Siyi chuckled. Although her mood hadn’t improved, she at least managed a smile.

    “You haven’t eaten yet, have you?” Xu Yuan rummaged through her fridge and took out a plate of leftover rice. She scratched her head. “Is egg fried rice okay? No scallions.”

    Jiang Siyi’s stomach rumbled loudly.

    She nodded. “Anything is fine, I’m not picky.”

    Caught off guard, Xu Yuan hadn’t had time to prepare anything. She watched as Jiang Siyi devoured the fried rice in minutes, finishing the entire plate. “Your ex-wife’s older sister doesn’t feed you?”

    Jiang Siyi swallowed the last mouthful, then looked up at the ceiling, as if trying to find the right words. After a long while, just as Xu Yuan was about to fall asleep, she finally spoke. “Do you remember Yang Yi?”

    “Of course I remember, how could I forget?” Xu Yuan stretched, then rested her head on her hand. “What, are you thinking of dating her?”

    Seeing Jiang Siyi’s expression, she chuckled, satisfied with her teasing, and waved her hand dismissively. “Just kidding. What about her?”

    “Her older sister likes Shen Shiwu.”

    “And…” Jiang Siyi cracked her knuckles, her voice slightly muffled. “They’re always together.”

    Despite the vague and disjointed sentences, Xu Yuan understood.

    She processed the information. “They were together again today?”

    “Mm-hmm.”

    There was nothing a good meal couldn’t fix.

    Xu Yuan immediately ordered dozens of barbecue skewers to comfort her friend.

    “Hey, there are plenty of fish in the sea, let’s move on to the next one.” Xu Yuan poured her a glass of sparkling water, but Jiang Siyi shook her head.

    “I want alcohol.”

    Xu Yuan couldn’t refuse her and took two cans of low-alcohol beer from the fridge, popping them open. “Okay, let’s drink our sorrows away.”

    “It’s been a while, let’s catch up.”

    Neither of them had a high tolerance for alcohol, and they both ended up sprawled on the floor, drunk.

    Jiang Siyi mumbled incoherently, as if talking to someone, then spat at the air.

    Frustrated, she grabbed her phone and opened Shen Shiwu’s chat.

    After sending several silent voice messages, she finally spoke.

    “Shen Shiwu, I really hate you.” Her head heavy, her voice slurred, she continued, “If I could, I would never see you again…”

    “Never.”

    The voice message was sent.

    Jiang Siyi couldn’t keep her eyes open any longer and drifted off to sleep.

    Meanwhile, on the elevated highway, Shen Shiwu gripped the steering wheel, driving through the rain.

    Seeing that Jiang Siyi had finally replied, her eyes flickered, but her expression darkened after listening to the message.

    Never see her again?

    She sneered, her long eyelashes casting shadows on her face.

    Don’t be naive.

    Shen Shiwu looked at the location her assistant had sent her and stepped on the gas pedal.

    She thought calmly amidst the falling rain,

    I let you go once.

    So this time, no matter what, I won’t let you escape again.

  • After Breaking Up, the Gentle Older Sister Went Crazy 42

    Chapter 42

    After changing her clothes, the doorbell rang incessantly.

    She answered, and it was her therapist in London. “How are you feeling lately? Have you been taking your medication regularly?”

    In all her years of practice, Jiang Siyi was the most disobedient patient she had ever encountered.

    Jiang Siyi checked the door, making sure it was locked, before pulling over a chair and sitting down.

    She lowered her eyes, unsure how to answer.

    After a moment, she sighed. “More frequent episodes.”

    “As for the medication, I’m taking it.”

    The therapist, in broken Chinese, asked, “Did you run into your ex-friend again?”

    “…Ex-girlfriend.”

    “Oh, I’m sorry.”

    Jiang Siyi rubbed her temples. Seeing that she still had some time before the book signing, she relaxed and said, “Yes, and… something unexpected happened.”

    Just before hanging up, the therapist asked, “Do you still love her?”

    Jiang Siyi stood up and opened the curtains. The sky outside was a warm golden hue, a clear sign that the rain had stopped.

    She gripped her phone, then sighed softly. “Maybe.”

    The venue for the additional book signing sessions was different from the previous one, larger, with several guest speakers.

    One of them, a voice actress, was an acquaintance of Jiang Siyi’s. They had met in England, walked in the snow together, and had dinner, so they could be considered friends.

    Seeing her arrive, the voice actress waved. “Ms. Jiang, long time no see.”

    She recognized Lin Yusheng, who was following behind Jiang Siyi, but the woman standing next to her was a stranger.

    After greeting Lin Yusheng, she asked hesitantly, “This is…?”

    No one answered her—Jiang Siyi didn’t bother, Lin Yusheng didn’t dare to speak, and as for Shen Shiwu…

    She treated the voice actress like air, asking Jiang Siyi, “Are you thirsty? There’s a bubble tea shop nearby, I’ll go buy you a drink later.”

    The voice actress fidgeted, feeling awkward.

    Jiang Siyi shook her head, declining the offer, then said to the woman before her, “Long time no see, Ms. Kong.”

    She ignored the earlier question and started a new conversation. “Why are you back in China?”

    Kong Yin, relieved to receive a response, sighed. “It’s more comfortable back home. It’s always unfamiliar abroad, even going out feels lonely, and I don’t have any friends there.”

    Jiang Siyi agreed and was about to reply when she felt a certain gaze on her. She paused, then simply nodded. “That’s true.”

    She smiled. “Then I’ll go backstage now, the book signing is about to begin. Good luck to both of us.”

    Kong Yin smiled back and waved. “Okay, see you later, Ms. Jiang.”

    The backstage lounge was quiet, only the staff members bustling around. Closing the door behind them, they were completely isolated.

    Lin Yusheng thoughtfully excused herself, saying she had to discuss something with the staff, but Jiang Siyi saw through her act and didn’t say anything.

    “Ms. Jiang,”

    Without even looking back, Jiang Siyi knew this person was up to no good. She continued applying her makeup, ignoring her.

    “Not even giving me the title of ‘ex-girlfriend’?”

    “We’re exes, what title do you need?”

    Shen Shiwu nodded thoughtfully, moved her chair behind Jiang Siyi, and started watching her through the mirror.

    Jiang Siyi’s hand, applying lipstick, paused: “…”

    “That color looks good on you.”

    “You think?”

    “Mm-hmm, so why won’t you give me a title?”

    Jiang Siyi almost snapped her lipstick in half.

    She smiled. “Should I go around announcing that you’re my ex-girlfriend?”

    “That’s a good idea,” Shen Shiwu said, as if praising a subordinate, “I’ll consider it.”

    Seeing that she was about to be kicked out again, Shen Shiwu chuckled. “Okay, okay, I’ll stop. You should be heading to the stage soon after you’re done with your makeup. Do you want something to eat?”

    No matter how much time had passed, Shen Shiwu’s way of showing affection was still like feeding a pig.

    Seeing her magically produce a bag of pastries, Jiang Siyi really wanted to change her bank card password.

    “You eat it yourself. If you can’t finish that whole bag in ten minutes, you’ll take my last name,” Jiang Siyi said casually, combing her hair.

    “Okay,” Shen Shiwu tossed the bag aside, leaned closer, and twirled a strand of Jiang Siyi’s hair. “Mom.”

    That single word, “Mom,” made Jiang Siyi’s mind go blank. It wasn’t until they were about to go on stage that she finally snapped back to reality, gulping down a glass of water and following Lin Yusheng.

    Before leaving, she warned Shen Shiwu not to play any tricks and not to pretend to be a reader and wait in line.

    The woman gently scratched her nose, her eyes smiling. “I know.”

    The venue was divided into several sections. In one area, the voice actress was interacting with the audience, while in another, the authors were signing books.

    It was a controlled chaos.

    The line for Jiang Siyi’s book signing was especially long, but she was always patient with her readers, often chatting with them even after their allotted time was up.

    Just like when she was seventeen or eighteen, using every opportunity to whisper to her friends in class.

    During this time, she carefully scanned the end of the line for Shen Shiwu, but she couldn’t find her.

    She finally relaxed.

    By evening, the line had shortened, and the crowd had thinned. Jiang Siyi leaned back in her chair to rest, occasionally chatting with the readers who lingered nearby.

    As she was drinking water and listening to someone talk, several messages popped up on WeChat. She glanced at them and saw that the person who had been missing all afternoon had sent her a message: “Want me to bring you something to eat?”

    Jiang Siyi replied, “No, thank you.”

    There was no response.

    Until about ten minutes later, an announcement suddenly blared from the PA system.

    Jiang Siyi thought there was an emergency. Just as she sat up straight, she heard the organizer’s enthusiastic voice, “Please don’t leave yet! Ms. Jiang Siyi would like to treat everyone to afternoon tea…”

    The crowd erupted in excitement.

    Only Jiang Siyi sat there, stunned.

    The announcement continued, mixing with the chatter of the crowd, even livelier than when everyone was rushing to bring in their laundry before a rainstorm.

    Jiang Siyi forced a smile, then took out her phone and started bombarding a certain someone with messages.

    “Shen Shiwu, did you do this?”

    “Do you know how many people are here? This isn’t how you spend money.”

    This time, Shen Shiwu played dead, not responding for a long time.

    Jiang Siyi gritted her teeth, then, looking up, she forced a smile and said to the crowd, pretending to be generous, “It’s okay, as long as everyone is happy.”

    Several cars arrived, loaded with boxes of pastries, and the crowd, lining up, chattered excitedly.

    Jiang Siyi, involuntarily cast as the generous benefactor, felt slightly awkward, but she continued sending messages. “I’m not paying for this, you deal with it yourself.”

    Everyone rushed to get their afternoon tea, even Lin Yusheng.

    She wasn’t particularly fond of sweets, she just wanted to join the excitement. She had wanted to drag Jiang Siyi along, but seeing her expressionless face, she gave up.

    Someone tapped the table.

    Jiang Siyi, busy typing, thought it was Lin Yusheng returning with her loot and was about to wave her hand dismissively when she felt a cold, damp touch on her cheek.

    She looked up, startled, and saw Shen Shiwu holding a cup of bubble tea, a smile playing on her lips. “Ms. Jiang, your fingers must be tired from typing, take a break.”

    Jiang Siyi hadn’t had bubble tea in a long time. She hesitated for a few seconds, then took the cup—she couldn’t deprive her stomach of this treat.

    Condensation on the cup dampened her hand. Just as she was about to wipe it, Shen Shiwu held her wrist and carefully wiped it with a tissue.

    The touch tickled, and Jiang Siyi, suppressing her discomfort, asked, “Why did you suddenly do this?”

    “Because I wanted to.” She tossed the tissue into the trash can and started massaging Jiang Siyi’s arm. “Is it sore?”

    Jiang Siyi, ticklish and sensitive, swatted her hand away, pulled her arm back, and turned her head. “I’m not paying for this.”

    Shen Shiwu chuckled. “Of course, I’m paying.”

    Hearing her cough, Jiang Siyi turned back. “Have you caught a cold?”

    “Maybe, the weather has been unpredictable lately, it’s normal.”

    Seeing Jiang Siyi’s hesitant expression, Shen Shiwu leaned closer. “What do you want to say?”

    “…Then don’t forget to buy medicine.”

    Still so awkward, just like when she was younger.

    The woman pinched her chin. “I know, thank you for your concern, Xiao Si.”

    Jiang Siyi immediately retorted, “Who’s concerned about you?”

    “Don’t flatter yourself, I’m just being polite.”

    Her mouth dry from talking, she took a few large gulps of bubble tea, then, remembering that Shen Shiwu had bought it for her, she sniffed and added, “I say this to everyone.”

    “Don’t… don’t overthink it.”

    The person beside her fell silent, and Jiang Siyi peeked over, seeing Shen Shiwu staring at her intently.

    She felt a little uneasy under her gaze.

    Just as she was about to speak, someone approached them, calling out, “Ms. Jiang, thank you for the afternoon tea.”

    It was Kong Yin, holding a box of cake.

    Jiang Siyi smiled politely. “You’re welcome.”

    Kong Yin glanced at Shen Shiwu, who was sitting beside her, seemingly curious about their relationship, and asked persistently, “Ms. Jiang, is this… your older sister?”

    Jiang Siyi choked slightly, then, after a few seconds, she replied calmly, “No.”

    “Ah, then a friend?”

    Kong Yin sat down beside them and took a bite of her cake.

    She hadn’t been this nosy when they were abroad. Now, she seemed determined to get to the bottom of it.

    Jiang Siyi shook her cup of bubble tea, sucking up a few tapioca pearls, before replying vaguely, “Not a friend either.”

    Kong Yin’s eyes widened, even more puzzled.

    She thought, Could it be…?

    Just then, someone chuckled softly.

    A certain great author’s heart sank, a sense of foreboding washing over her.

    As expected, the next second, Shen Shiwu looked at her sideways and said casually, “Ms. Jiang, doesn’t she know I’m your ex-girlfriend?”

    “…”

    “Oh, sorry, I slipped up.” She playfully patted her lips, then added, unhurriedly, “Actually, not just ex-girlfriend, but first love as well.”

    After saying this, Shen Shiwu feigned distress.

    She sighed softly, her voice full of mock apology. “Sorry, I slipped up again.”

    Jiang Siyi almost gritted her teeth to dust.

    She gripped her bubble tea, wanting to throw it in Shen Shiwu’s face.

    But Shen Shiwu wasn’t done yet.

    She leaned closer to Jiang Siyi. “Ms. Jiang, you’re not mad at me, are you?”

    Kong Yin’s expression was a mix of emotions.

    She admitted, she did have feelings for Jiang Siyi, but now, she wouldn’t dare to pursue her—it seemed these two had unfinished business.

    She gave an awkward laugh and quickly excused herself.

    Seeing her leave, Shen Shiwu finally calmed down slightly. She sensed the coldness radiating from the person beside her and was about to say something soothing, “Jiang…”

    “Get out.”

  • After Breaking Up, the Gentle Older Sister Went Crazy 41

    Chapter 41

    That seemingly casual sentence encompassed four years of struggling with illness.

    Jiang Siyi leaned her head lightly against Shen Shiwu’s shoulder, like a delicate flower bending in the wind and rain.

    Raindrops fell haphazardly, pitter-pattering against the ground.

    Shen Shiwu shielded her from the rain and quickly led her into the car. A few minutes later, they were both sitting in the back seat, the atmosphere quiet.

    Jiang Siyi, seeing that Shen Shiwu’s hair was slightly damp, while she herself was relatively dry, said, uncharacteristically taking the initiative, “Should we go back to the hotel? Let’s not wander around anymore.”

    Summer weather was always unpredictable, the scorching sun replaced by a sudden downpour.

    Shen Shiwu didn’t answer, just looked at her, as if trying to make up for the four years they had been apart.

    After a while, her voice, accompanied by the sound of rain against the car window, softly broke the silence. “Did you bring your medication?”

    What kind of illness? And what caused it?

    Jiang Siyi had thought Shen Shiwu would ask these questions first.

    She nodded. “Yes.”

    Shen Shiwu stared at her pale face, her heart aching. She held Jiang Siyi’s wrist and gently rubbed it. “Are you still feeling unwell?”

    “No, it’s always like this, it’ll pass soon.” Jiang Siyi seemed indifferent, as if she was used to it.

    She turned to look out the window, the rain intensifying. The hurried footsteps and the grumbling of passersby created a discordant symphony.

    It was almost comical. She smiled faintly, a bitter smile.

    They sat in silence in the car for half an hour, the rain gradually subsiding. Finally, Shen Shiwu broke the silence. “Xiao Si, let me take care of you again, okay?”

    Jiang Siyi looked at her, wanting to say something, but hesitated.

    Finally, she lowered her head, her voice hoarse. “Let’s go eat, I’m a little hungry.”

    It was the familiar Thai food, a different restaurant, but the taste was similar.

    Jiang Siyi felt she couldn’t be with Shen Shiwu.

    Because the other woman was also a part of her past, and just a glance at her brought back all the memories, the shadows threatening to return and darken the sky again.

    Her illness would never truly heal.

    “How’s the food?” Shen Shiwu asked, placing a bowl of peeled shrimp in front of her.

    Jiang Siyi was indeed hungry. After swallowing her food, she replied, “It’s okay.”

    The familiar answer made Shen Shiwu smile. She shook her head, wondering what kind of food would actually impress this girl.

    “The book signing starts at two, right?” She wiped her hands and glanced at the time. “No rush, take your time.”

    She gestured for the waiter to bring them two glasses of hot water. “Don’t forget to take your medication after your meal.”

    One shouldn’t stop taking psychiatric medication without consulting their doctor.

    But Jiang Siyi was disobedient. At first, she would forget to take them, then remember and take them later. Then she simply stopped taking them altogether, only taking them when her anxiety was severe, when she felt like she was suffocating.

    No one was there to supervise her anyway.

    Jiang Siyi poked at her food and nodded slightly, acknowledging Shen Shiwu’s words.

    The next moment, she saw a hand reach out, and looking up, she met Shen Shiwu’s gaze. “Take out your medication, let me see the dosage.”

    Seeing that she wasn’t moving, the woman tapped the table. “Not even letting me see it?”

    Jiang Siyi held her chopsticks, then, after a few seconds, she turned and opened her bag. It was filled with things, a portable charger, tissues, and after rummaging through it, she finally took out two boxes of medication.

    Shen Shiwu raised an eyebrow, took the boxes, and carefully examined the labels.

    After a long moment, she called out, “Jiang Siyi.”

    The rabbit, mid-meal, paused, but didn’t look up.

    “Twice a day, two pills each time, after meals.” Shen Shiwu tapped the box lightly. “Why didn’t I see you take them this morning?”

    Jiang Siyi had anticipated this question and was prepared to lie. She swallowed her food and said casually, “I forgot.”

    Seeing that Shen Shiwu didn’t say anything, she added, “You know I have a bad memory.”

    “Fine,” the woman took out a blister pack of pills and held it up. “I’ll supervise you from now on.”

    A certain rabbit, who hated taking medication, groaned inwardly. She took out her frustration on the food, eating two bowls of rice, and the consequence was—the button on her fitted dress popped open.

    The rabbit froze.

    Shen Shiwu, thinking she was angry again, was about to say that she had to take her medication when she saw the girl’s face slowly turning red.

    She was puzzled, and before she could ask, Jiang Siyi quickly said, “I’m going to the restroom.”

    She rushed off, glancing back as if afraid Shen Shiwu would follow her.

    Like someone running away from a debt collector.

    The woman stared at her retreating figure for a moment, then, as Jiang Siyi entered the restroom, she calmly followed.

    The restaurant was expensive and had few customers. The restroom was empty, only Jiang Siyi silently panicking in front of the mirror.

    She looked down at the exposed skin around her waist and wanted to die.

    Footsteps approached, and Jiang Siyi’s heart skipped a beat. She quickly ducked into a stall.

    Just as she locked the door, Shen Shiwu’s voice rang out, “Where are you?”

    Jiang Siyi was silent for a second, then mumbled, “Do you have to follow me even to the bathroom?”

    “Oh, I thought you were meeting someone.”

    “…”

    “Is your stomach upset?” Shen Shiwu washed her hands, drying them as she walked towards the stall. “Do you want me to rub it for you?”

    Jiang Siyi said coldly, “Get out.”

    Shen Shiwu chuckled. Seeing that the girl refused to come out, she left, saying, “I’ll wait for you outside.”

    Silence returned to the restroom.

    Jiang Siyi cautiously peeked out of the stall, like a thief. Seeing that no one was outside, she went back to the mirror, her face creased with worry—What do I do if the button on my dress popped open in front of my ex?

    And it just had to be around my waist.

    She argued with herself inwardly, then looked at the window.

    Should I just run?

    It was the first floor, so she wouldn’t die from falling. Besides, she was a skilled climber, having scaled walls and fences countless times in the past.

    Jiang Siyi was decisive. She glanced outside, saw that Shen Shiwu wasn’t waiting by the door, and quietly approached the window.

    She was a bit of a germaphobe, so she placed two tissues on the windowsill before touching it.

    Almost there. She took a deep breath and, with practiced ease, climbed onto the windowsill.

    Clang—

    The window opened automatically.

    Jiang Siyi thought this place was quite fancy, worthy of its expensive prices, saving her the effort of opening the window. But before she could even feel smug, a voice made her freeze.

    “Jiang Siyi, you’re quite skilled.”

    The rain hadn’t stopped, and the wind blew in, ruffling the woman’s hair.

    Shen Shiwu was standing outside, holding an umbrella, her hand steady despite the weather, her expression calm.

    Her words, carried by the wind and rain, were cold, and Jiang Siyi slowly put one foot back down.

    The woman outside glanced at her movement and continued her praise. “Even climbing windows in a dress, just as impressive as before.”

    Jiang Siyi put her other foot down.

    Back on solid ground, she pretended nothing had happened and touched her nose. “What are you doing standing outside? It’s raining so heavily, aren’t you cold?”

    Shen Shiwu’s tone was meaningful. “Waiting for my rabbit.”

    The woman stood in the rain, the downpour intensifying. Jiang Siyi, hearing her words, wanted to defend herself, or rather, lie. “I just felt stuffy inside, I wanted to open the window for some fresh air.”

    “Mm-hmm, of course. Other people open windows with their hands, you use your feet.”

    “…”

    Jiang Siyi fell silent. She discreetly covered her waist, wanting to suggest going back to the hotel, when she felt a hand on her head, reaching in through the window.

    “You’re always like this,” Shen Shiwu said, her voice filled with helplessness. “No matter what happens, you never learn to talk to anyone.”

    “So foolish.”

    Jiang Siyi, unusually, didn’t argue back.

    She let Shen Shiwu stroke her hair, and after a long while, she finally confessed, “The buttons… on my dress popped open.”

    The car splashed through puddles all the way back to the hotel. There was still an hour left before the book signing.

    Shen Shiwu had booked two suites, Jiang Siyi’s next to hers. Just as Jiang Siyi was about to close her door, a tall figure walked in.

    Jiang Siyi stood there for a while, then decided not to kick her out.

    “Can you take your medication now?” Shen Shiwu held a glass of water and two pills, offering them to her. “Open your mouth.”

    Jiang Siyi had been making excuses all the way back, refusing to take her medication, but now she had no choice.

    She reached for the pills, but Shen Shiwu repeated, “Open your mouth.”

    As she swallowed the pills, Jiang Siyi was suddenly reminded of that time in the dormitory, when Shen Shiwu had fed her that grape-flavored candy.

    “Drink some water.”

    Her thoughts were interrupted as the rim of the glass touched her lips, the coolness mixing with the warmth.

    She opened her mouth and was fed the entire glass of water.

    Seeing her obedient demeanor, Shen Shiwu’s mood finally improved. She put down the glass and casually glanced at the girl’s waist. “Take it off.”

    Those three words sent a shockwave through Jiang Siyi.

    She almost took three steps back, her arms crossed defensively.

    “You, you can forget about it.”

    Hearing this, Shen Shiwu chuckled and walked towards her. Jiang Siyi, shielding her waist, quickly dodged, until her back hit the wall. “Don’t come any closer!”

    Shen Shiwu, of course, ignored her.

    Trapped, with nowhere to retreat, Jiang Siyi could only close her eyes, waiting for the inevitable. But Shen Shiwu, stopping in front of her, only touched her cheek, her voice soft and helpless. “What are you thinking about?”

    Jiang Siyi’s eyelashes fluttered.

    She opened her eyes, her face burning. “Your words were too ambiguous.”

    “Okay, my fault.” Shen Shiwu resisted the urge to kiss her and asked, “Do you want to wear my clothes?”

    “…No.”

    “Why?”

    Seeing that Shen Shiwu was about to start her relentless questioning again, Jiang Siyi came up with a convincing excuse. “They won’t fit, you’re taller than me.”

    “Don’t worry,” the woman looked at her intently, “they’ll fit perfectly.”

    When Jiang Siyi saw the red dress in Shen Shiwu’s hand, she finally understood.

    How could her own clothes not fit?

    “How did this become your dress?” Jiang Siyi stared at the red fabric, the memory of their entangled breaths that night flooding back.

    “Give it back.” Her face flushed.

    Shen Shiwu played with the silk dress, her voice calm and unhurried. “Beg me.”

    “Beg me, and I’ll give it back.”

    Clothes or pride, which was more important?

    Definitely the latter.

    Jiang Siyi scoffed and turned to leave, opening the door. “Don’t let the door hit you on the way out.”

    A few minutes later, Shen Shiwu was kicked out of the room.

    She looked at the closed door and chuckled softly.

    Finally, she shook her head helplessly. “So fierce.”

  • After Breaking Up, the Gentle Older Sister Went Crazy 40p2

    Chapter 40 p2

    Jiang Siyi was constantly worried that, unknowingly, she would revert back to her old self, becoming dependent on Shen Shiwu.

    She had to leave.

    No matter what, she wouldn’t stay with Shen Shiwu—getting back together with someone who had hurt her before was pathetic.

    Jiang Siyi sighed and replied, “How did you know?”

    The reply came quickly: “I read the news.”

    The news?

    The book signing was announced already?

    Jiang Siyi searched for it, and this time, Shen Shiwu wasn’t lying.

    Seeing the countless posts, she was impressed by the efficiency of the Beicheng staff.

    She scrolled for a while, then replied, “Okay.”

    “It’s on the same day, we can go and return together, how’s that?”

    Just as Jiang Siyi was about to say “no way,” there was a knock on her door, and Shen Shiwu’s voice came through. “Ms. Jiang, I’m here to deliver some fruit.”

    What a ridiculous form of address.

    Jiang Siyi frowned, then went to open the door. “Can’t you just leave me alone at night?”

    As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the woman standing before her in her pajamas, a few buttons undone.

    She averted her gaze, took the plate of sliced mangoes, and was about to close the door. “You can go now, I’m going to bed.”

    But Shen Shiwu wasn’t going anywhere.

    She leaned against the doorframe, blocking Jiang Siyi, and said slowly, “So, have you thought about it?”

    Jiang Siyi thought this woman was incredibly stubborn.

    Her mouth suddenly felt dry, and she took a bite of mango. “My editor is also coming back that day, I’ll go with her.”

    The last part seemed to displease Shen Shiwu.

    She clicked her tongue, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed in annoyance.

    After a few seconds, Shen Shiwu said calmly, “Do you want your editor to lose her job?”

    Jiang Siyi’s eyes widened slowly.

    The woman before her stepped closer, trapping her.

    “Don’t…”

    Her chin was tilted up, and she could barely speak, only managing a single word.

    She looked into Shen Shiwu’s deep, dark eyes, a familiar feeling washing over her—that night in bed, Shen Shiwu had also controlled her like this, leaving her no room to escape.

    “What did you say?” The woman’s voice was low, her intentions unreadable. “Say it again.”

    Jiang Siyi’s face hurt from being pinched.

    Tears welled up in her eyes.

    Knowing Shen Shiwu, it wasn’t impossible for her to do something like that. Although Lin Yusheng was motivated by money, she had helped her a lot over the years and was a competent editor.

    Jiang Siyi whispered, “I’ll go with you.”

    Shen Shiwu finally looked slightly appeased.

    The pressure on Jiang Siyi’s face lessened, and Shen Shiwu leaned down, her lips close to the corner of her eye.

    The kiss was light, softer than a raindrop.

    It brushed away a teardrop, suppressing all other unspoken desires.

    Jiang Siyi’s body stiffened, her heart pounding, and she flinched.

    “You weren’t this scared before,” Shen Shiwu said, feeling her tremble, and gently patted her back.

    Jiang Siyi felt embarrassed. “Who’s scared?”

    She changed the subject. “What happened to ‘pure friendship’? Do friends kiss each other’s eyes?”

    She straightened her back, her tone accusatory.

    Shen Shiwu chuckled softly. “Why not?”

    “Actually, I can kiss other places too. Would Ms. Jiang like to try?”

    Jiang Siyi fell silent.

    After thinking for a moment, she decided to put her escape plan into action—living with a crazy person was detrimental to her mental health.

    Late at night, the corner of her eye still felt warm from the kiss. Jiang Siyi tossed and turned, then opened her phone and started searching for the most livable cities.

    ***

    The Beicheng sun was scorching, making people hop and skip to avoid the heat.

    The book signing was in the afternoon. Jiang Siyi, sitting in the car, clicked her tongue at the person beside her. “Aren’t you here on a business trip?”

    Shen Shiwu wasn’t ashamed at all. “Yes.”

    “Then why are you dragging me around sightseeing?”

    They were at a red light, the traffic stopped, and Shen Shiwu handed her a small cake. “I saw you didn’t eat much for breakfast. I just bought this. You can leave it if you don’t want it.”

    Jiang Siyi, seeing her quickly change the subject, hummed inwardly and glanced at the bag of pastries.

    She hadn’t liked sweets since the breakup. Her casual mention of cutting down on sugar had become a reality.

    “Still avoiding sugar?” Shen Shiwu asked, seeing her hesitation.

    Jiang Siyi didn’t reply immediately, then, as if by some unknown force, she reached out and took the cake.

    “Thank you,” she said.

    The traffic started moving again. Shen Shiwu, hearing her words, chuckled softly. “You’re welcome, Ms. Jiang.”

    “Do you have to call me that?” Jiang Siyi had long been annoyed by this form of address. She tore open the packaging of the plastic spoon and blurted out.

    “If not this, should I continue calling you ‘student Jiang’?”

    Jiang Siyi paused, her spoon hovering over the cake.

    She took a bite, the sweetness suddenly making her feel uncomfortable. She pursed her lips, her emotions complex, and finally said, “Just call me by my name.”

    Shen Shiwu nodded, her voice calm. “Okay.”

    Everything felt familiar, the person, the car, and even the food—a bag of pastries. Jiang Siyi didn’t have a good memory; she used to struggle to memorize texts, but she remembered every detail of their relationship from four years ago.

    She remembered it was a school day, the traffic just as congested as today, and Shen Shiwu had given her a bag of pastries and a cup of bubble tea.

    Back then, the words she heard most often were… “student Jiang.”

    “Jiang Siyi, we’re here, aren’t you getting out?” Her thoughts were interrupted, and Jiang Siyi snapped back to reality, speechless.

    Shen Shiwu, seeing her hesitation, raised an eyebrow, teasing, “Have your studies made you lose your mind, student Jiang?”

    A lump formed in her throat.

    Jiang Siyi turned her head away, then lowered it, putting the barely-touched cake back into the bag.

    She didn’t look up.

    Shen Shiwu, sensing her change in mood, was about to coax her, then thought—So, even she feels sad when reminded of the past.

    If she was still affected, didn’t that mean…

    …Jiang Siyi still loved her?

    Baseless assumptions were pointless, and Shen Shiwu quickly dismissed the thought.

    Even if she didn’t, so what? She would just keep her locked up at home.

    “Don’t cry.”

    Jiang Siyi immediately bristled. “Who’s crying? I’m not crying.”

    Shen Shiwu smiled helplessly. “Okay, you’re not crying.”

    “How’s the cake?”

    Jiang Siyi’s answers were usually noncommittal, a simple “it’s okay” to almost every question.

    Now, she replied, “It’s okay.”

    “Then feed me a bite.”

    If Jiang Siyi had been feeling sad just moments ago, now she wanted to throw this scheming woman into the pile of pastries.

    She smiled. “No.”

    “Just one bite.”

    “No.”

    Shen Shiwu sighed and locked the car doors.

    Jiang Siyi, hearing the click, discreetly moved away.

    The parking lot was quite lively, with many people passing by. Although no one was paying attention to them, Jiang Siyi was still afraid of Shen Shiwu suddenly leaning closer.

    Just like that night when she had kissed her eyes.

    Shen Shiwu tapped the steering wheel, her long, slender fingers catching Jiang Siyi’s eye.

    She looked away and said firmly, “Let me out of the car.”

    Shen Shiwu wasn’t in a hurry.

    She said slowly, as if casually, “What did I just say?”

    Jiang Siyi: “…”

    As she remained silent, she wondered what the Shen Shiwu from four years ago would think of her now, seeing her being treated like this.

    She finally moved her hand.

    Jiang Siyi was about to open another cake when Shen Shiwu stopped her. “Don’t waste food, I’ll eat yours.”

    Could you be any more obvious?

    Jiang Siyi opened the cake container, scooped a spoonful, and gestured for Shen Shiwu to come closer. “Here, eat.”

    Shen Shiwu looked over and saw a pale hand holding a spoon, offered to her. Looking up, she met Jiang Siyi’s resigned gaze.

    She smiled and leaned closer, taking the cake from the spoon. Meeting Jiang Siyi’s eyes, she licked the corner of her lips.

    “Mm, very sweet.”

    The scene…

    …reminded Jiang Siyi of that night, the glistening moisture on Shen Shiwu’s lips…

    “Cough, cough.” She suddenly started coughing.

    Shen Shiwu patted her back and brushed her hair aside. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

    Jiang Siyi pretended to be blushing from coughing.

    She thought her acting had improved considerably as she waved her hand dismissively. “I’m fine, I just choked.”

    “Choked on air?”

    “…Can’t I?”

    Seeing that she was about to get angry again, Shen Shiwu stopped teasing her and said soothingly, “Of course you can, you’re always right.”

    Jiang Siyi scoffed, thinking, That’s more like it.

    “Can I get out of the car now?”

    “Of course.”

    “I’m not unreasonable.”

    Shen Shiwu said this without a change in expression, making Jiang Siyi roll her eyes.

    Finally breathing in the fresh air, Jiang Siyi felt much more relaxed. The parking lot was a grassy area, and while Shen Shiwu was still in the car, she playfully stepped on the soft ground.

    Ah, I accidentally stepped on a bug.

    A certain great author discreetly retracted her foot, feeling the sole of her shoe burning, and mumbled apologetically, “See you in the next life…”

    Shen Shiwu leaned closer, hearing her sudden words, and chuckled. “What next life?”

    “Who do you want to see in your next life?”

    Her smile faded as she finished the sentence.

    Jiang Siyi, hearing the two questions, felt like she was being interrogated and retorted, “It’s none of your business.”

    Logically, it really wasn’t any of Shen Shiwu’s business, since they were exes. Even if Jiang Siyi decided to start a new relationship, Shen Shiwu had no right to interfere.

    But Shen Shiwu gritted her teeth.

    She wondered if she had spoiled Jiang Siyi too much in the past, leading to this situation.

    It had started as a joke, but now they were both serious.

    Especially Shen Shiwu.

    She even called Jiang Siyi by her full name. “Jiang Siyi.”

    “You know, I’m not as gentle as I used to be.”

    “So,” the woman tapped her cheek lightly, “some things are better left unsaid, understand?”

    Her tone wasn’t harsh, but the warning was clear.

    Jiang Siyi lowered her eyes, not replying.

    Sensing her silent defiance, Shen Shiwu leaned closer, her eyes filled with possessiveness and helplessness.

    She whispered, “Xiao Si.”

    Those two words hit Jiang Siyi like a meteor. Her body trembled, feeling like she was falling apart.

    When her anxiety acted up, she would become a sweaty, shaking mess.

    She didn’t want Shen Shiwu to see her like this, so she turned to run again.

    Shen Shiwu caught her in a hug.

    She sensed the girl’s distress, but she didn’t know the reason. Feeling her tremble, she was momentarily stunned.

    The woman could only tighten her embrace, whispering in her ear, “Xiao Si, are you feeling unwell? I’m here, just breathe…”

    A long time passed, so long that the passersby had glanced at them countless times, before Jiang Siyi finally calmed down.

    Drenched in cold sweat, afraid of making Shen Shiwu uncomfortable, she weakly tried to pull away.

    But Shen Shiwu didn’t let go. Instead, she gently stroked the back of Jiang Siyi’s head, her touch gentle, as if handling a fragile treasure.

    “Xiao Si, you’re sick.”

    As she said those words, a wave of sadness and bitterness washed over her.

    Jiang Siyi leaned against her, silently sobbing.

    This was the first time since their reunion that she hadn’t held back her tears in front of Shen Shiwu.

    The sunlight was obscured by dark clouds, the surroundings turning gray, making the passersby grumble.

    It looked like it was about to rain again.

    Jiang Siyi huddled in Shen Shiwu’s embrace, her nose stinging, unable to speak.

    Only when a raindrop landed on her shoulder did she finally find her voice, her lips moving soundlessly a few times, like a child learning to speak.

    Finally, she sighed softly. “Yes, I’m sick.”

  • After Breaking Up, the Gentle Older Sister Went Crazy 40p1

    Chapter 40 p1

    Opening the familiar door was like stepping back into a dream.

    The room was clean, not a speck of dust visible on the desk or the floor under the sunlight.

    Jiang Siyi squinted at the brightness.

    She stood at the doorway, not stepping inside, until she heard footsteps behind her.

    Everything in the room was the same. Even the worksheets tucked away in the corner, forgotten by the Jiang Siyi of years ago, were unchanged.

    They simply lay there, untouched by time.

    “If you don’t want to sleep here, that’s okay,” Shen Shiwu said, looking at her back.

    Jiang Siyi’s eyes flickered. Was she finally letting her go?

    But before she could speak, Shen Shiwu continued, “My room is next door, you’re welcome to come over.”

    “…”

    After a long silence, Jiang Siyi took a deep breath and said, “Get out.”

    Shen Shiwu wasn’t annoyed, but simply smiled at her. After bringing the suitcase inside, she leaned against the desk where Jiang Siyi used to do her homework, the wind chimes by the window tinkling softly.

    The woman reached out and touched the wind chimes, the sound amplifying.

    She teased, “Really not considering sleeping with me?”

    Jiang Siyi almost threw her suitcase at her.

    She forced a smile. “Please face reality, we’re exes, not lovers.”

    Shen Shiwu nodded. “Mm-hmm, and?”

    “And remember what you said,” Jiang Siyi enunciated each word, “pure friendship, no crossing the line.”

    The woman made a thoughtful sound. “Who said that again?”

    “…You.”

    She nodded. “Since I said it, then I get to define what ‘crossing the line’ means.”

    An awkward silence filled the room.

    The next second, Jiang Siyi slammed the door shut, effectively kicking the troublesome woman out.

    Finally alone, she stood there, looking around the room. Then, tired of standing, she sat down at her desk.

    Familiar memories flooded back.

    Jiang Siyi froze, her chest tightening.

    She stood up, took her medication from her bag, and swallowed a few pills, the dryness in her throat making it difficult to swallow.

    She leaned against the wall, sliding down slowly.

    Staring at the sunlight outside the window, she sighed—some wounds, even a lifetime wasn’t enough to heal completely.

    When she heard another noise from outside, it was dinner time. Shen Shiwu knocked on the door, and hearing no response, she raised her voice. “Dinner’s ready.”

    Jiang Siyi was typing.

    Writers hated being interrupted mid-flow.

    She clicked her tongue and replied, “You go ahead, I’m not hungry yet.”

    There was no response from outside, and Jiang Siyi, thinking she had successfully driven the woman away, continued writing. But a few minutes later, the door was abruptly pushed open—

    The aroma of food filled the air.

    Jiang Siyi turned around, puzzled, and saw Shen Shiwu holding a tray laden with food, looking like a food delivery robot.

    She almost burst out laughing, coughing a few times before speaking. “I’ll come down to eat, you don’t have to bring it up, it’s too much trouble.”

    The desk was clean, only a laptop and keyboard on it, since she had just moved in. Shen Shiwu placed the dishes and rice in front of her, then took away the laptop—”Confiscated.”

    Jiang Siyi frowned, about to protest, but Shen Shiwu patted her head.

    Shen Shiwu, showing a hint of her former gentleness, coaxed, “Eat first, then write.”

    “Okay?”

    The familiar, yet distant, question, she hadn’t heard it in years. Jiang Siyi suddenly quieted down.

    She sniffed, then, obediently, sat down to eat.

    “Any plans recently?” Shen Shiwu sat on the edge of the bed behind her, watching the girl eat, her cheeks puffed out, and asked cheerfully.

    “No,” Jiang Siyi replied truthfully, not bothering to make excuses.

    Writers had more free time compared to other professions. Besides the occasional book signing or TV appearance, they mostly stayed home to write.

    “Okay, I have a business trip to Beicheng next week, come with me.” Shen Shiwu spoke casually, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

    Jiang Siyi took a large bite of meat, then replied, “You’re dreaming.”

    “You want me to accompany you on a business trip? Why would I?”

    Shen Shiwu had known she wouldn’t agree. She turned off her phone screen, her eyes darkening, then pretended to sigh. “Okay then.”

    That night, just as Jiang Siyi was about to close her laptop and go to bed, her assistant called. “My goodness, I sent you hundreds of messages, and you didn’t even look at a single one.”

    She sat back down, rubbing her temples. “I was writing, what’s up?”

    “The organizers of the Beicheng book signing want to add a few more sessions, they’re asking for your opinion.”

    Jiang Siyi blinked. “Why do they suddenly want to add more?”

    “Why are you surprised? Do you still think you’re a nobody? It’s because the response has been great.”

    Jiang Siyi felt something was off. But she had just finished writing and was exhausted, so she didn’t think too much about it and agreed. “Okay, add them. Remember to send me the details on WeChat.”

    Just as she was about to get into bed after showering, she received an AirDrop notification.

    Jiang Siyi stared at the wall for a few seconds, then resolutely clicked “Decline.”

    But the person next door was persistent, sending the request again and again. Exasperated, Jiang Siyi gritted her teeth and clicked “Accept.”

    It was a picture of Shen Shiwu holding Eleven.

    And the rabbit was holding a piece of paper between its paws.

    “After all these years, shouldn’t we unblock each other on WeChat?”

    The words were clear, piercing Jiang Siyi’s heart. She stared at the picture for a long time, then,

    Unable to resist, she chuckled softly.

    It had been a long time since she had felt this way.

    Like a warm hand on her cheek on a cold winter night.

    Jiang Siyi leaned against the headboard, staring at the ceiling, as if trying to burn a hole through it, just like she used to years ago.

    After unilaterally breaking up with Shen Shiwu, she had immediately changed all her contact information. Sometimes, when she logged back into her old accounts, she would see countless friend requests from Shen Shiwu, using different accounts.

    After a long while, she took a screenshot of her new WeChat ID and AirDropped it to Shen Shiwu.

    A few seconds later, she received a friend request.

    The familiar profile picture, a picture of Shen Shiwu’s back, appeared. Jiang Siyi stared at it, her thoughts drifting back to that summer, in the office, when Fu Jing had pointed at the same profile picture and asked, “Is that your cousin?”

    Her head started to ache at the memory.

    After accepting the request, she lay down, trying to sleep, but the moment she closed her eyes, she was wide awake.

    She resignedly picked up her phone again, scrolled aimlessly for a while, then clicked on Shen Shiwu’s profile, wanting to take a peek at her Moments.

    There was only one post.

    And it was from the day Jiang Siyi had won her award.

    Her eyes lingered on the words, her heart pounding.

    “When dusk falls, I still think of you.”

    It was a quote from her own book.

    She had originally intended to put it in the afterword, but she had moved it to the beginning.

    Like a secret being discovered, Jiang Siyi’s face flushed, and she pulled the covers over her head, trying to sleep. A few minutes later, her phone vibrated, a new message notification.

    She opened one eye and pulled her phone under the covers.

    The screen glowed in the darkness, hurting her eyes, so she pulled the blanket down slightly. Shen Shiwu had already sent several messages.

    “Still not considering coming with me on my business trip?”

    “The Beicheng night market is very lively. With me there, no one will dare to bother you, let alone steal your things.”

    “Ah, I heard you’re adding more sessions to your book signing?”

    Jiang Siyi stared at the last message, finally understanding.

    Heh, you did this, didn’t you?

    Adding more sessions to the book signing was beneficial for her. Not only could she interact with more readers, but she could also earn more money.

    But she didn’t need Shen Shiwu to do this for her.

    She didn’t want to owe her any favors, and she was afraid of falling deeper.

  • After Breaking Up, the Gentle Older Sister Went Crazy 39

    Chapter 39

    Don’t fall again.

    Jiang Siyi repeated this warning to herself.

    She turned her head away, pulled her hair back, stood up, and created some distance between herself and Shen Shiwu before speaking. “Thanks for the meal, I’ll be going now.”

    “Okay, remember to pack your things.”

    “…”

    Jiang Siyi felt a pang of reluctance. Before leaving, she looked back, wanting to argue a little more. But Shen Shiwu had picked up the lop-eared rabbit and was pointing at Jiang Siyi, saying to the rabbit, “Older sister will play with you from now on.”

    “Aren’t you happy?”

    Hearing the word “older sister,” Jiang Siyi froze, not even bothering to close the door properly as she stepped outside.

    It wasn’t that she hadn’t been called “older sister” in the past four years.

    For example, by Yu Wen.

    Yu Wen was a few months younger than her and often called her “older sister” affectionately. But Jiang Siyi had never felt anything, only thinking that she was polite.

    But just now, her heart had fluttered, and she wanted to hear it again… Stop it, cut your losses!

    Jiang Siyi patted her head, trying to clear her mind.

    Back home, she stared at the ceiling, feeling a mix of emotions at the thought of moving back to that villa. In the end, she could only sigh.

    Fine, I’ll move.

    After all, she was good at running away, she could always sneak out again.

    As she was packing, Shen Shiwu stood at her doorstep like a ghost, refusing to leave. Jiang Siyi glanced at the security footage every time she put something into her suitcase, her eyes almost rolling back in her head.

    Shen Shiwu wasn’t holding the rabbit this time, but standing alone at the door.

    Jiang Siyi chuckled inwardly at her lonely figure and closed her laptop.

    Let you taste loneliness too.

    After folding all her clothes, Jiang Siyi sat down to rest for a while, then checked the security footage again. With just a glance, her lips twitched.

    Shen Shiwu, a dignified CEO, was holding the rabbit’s paws and waving them at the camera.

    She waved tirelessly as long as Jiang Siyi watched.

    Jiang Siyi, holding her laptop, watched their little act, then couldn’t help but smile.

    Going downstairs and opening the door, Shen Shiwu’s body was still facing the camera. Jiang Siyi clicked her tongue, feigning impatience. “Stop waving.”

    “I’m saying hello to you.”

    “…I’ll close the door if you wave again.”

    This was Shen Shiwu’s first time stepping into this courtyard house.

    It was identical to hers, just with more plants and flowers.

    “Just sit there and don’t move. I’m almost done packing, I just need to check again.” Jiang Siyi pointed at the sofa, telling her to behave.

    Shen Shiwu chuckled. “So fierce?”

    Jiang Siyi glanced back at her, stood on the stairs for a moment, then retorted, “Is this the first day you’ve met me?”

    Then she continued upstairs.

    Two minutes later, she looked at Shen Shiwu, who was standing beside her, and fell silent.

    “Didn’t I tell you to stay downstairs?”

    “My legs have a mind of their own, I couldn’t help it.”

    Shen Shiwu’s ability to lie had improved considerably, even surpassing the eighteen-year-old Jiang Siyi.

    “Then don’t just stand there, you’re so tall, go stand in the corner.” Jiang Siyi grumbled, pushing her to the side.

    Shen Shiwu didn’t mind being moved, but she started talking again. “I have everything you need at my place, you don’t have to bring so many things. Pajamas, underwear…”

    “Shut up.” Jiang Siyi took a coat from her closet and threw it at her.

    The woman caught it easily and held it up. “If you insist on bringing clothes, don’t forget your autumn and winter clothes.”

    Jiang Siyi could see through her little scheme.

    She scoffed and closed her suitcase. “I’m not bringing any.”

    Maybe she would run away before summer even ended.

    Autumn and winter clothes, as if.

    Shen Shiwu nodded thoughtfully. “Fine, we can always buy more later.”

    She seemed to be planning everything.

    Jiang Siyi listened, her mind filled with memories.

    After a long while, she thought sadly—Shen Shiwu, you weren’t honest before. So no matter how much you try now, things can’t go back to the way they were.

    Just before getting into the car, Jiang Siyi suddenly went back inside and brought out a rosewood box. She handed it to Shen Shiwu. “I forgot to return this.”

    It was the jade bangle Shen Yun had given her.

    Shen Shiwu quickly looked away and leaned over to fasten Jiang Siyi’s seatbelt. They were very close, and Jiang Siyi instinctively held her breath.

    She repeated, “This is yours.”

    Shen Shiwu didn’t move away immediately.

    She glanced at the box and said softly, “Keep it. If you don’t like it, you can sell it.”

    Jiang Siyi felt the box burning in her hand.

    She fidgeted with her fingers. “I don’t have anything to do with your family anymore, I don’t feel comfortable keeping this.”

    “Uncomfortable?”

    “We still have Auntie Jiang’s inheritance, remember?”

    Jiang Siyi actually had many questions about the inheritance, like why part of it was left to the Shen family.

    Just as she was about to ask, Shen Shiwu opened the car door and took the rabbit out of its cage.

    A warm, fluffy creature was suddenly placed in her arms.

    Jiang Siyi was speechless.

    “Alright,” Shen Shiwu looked at the two rabbits, her expression cheerful, “let’s go home.”

    The ride was quiet.

    Except for the rabbit constantly nibbling on Jiang Siyi’s hair.

    She wanted to scold it, but she didn’t know its name, so she asked Shen Shiwu, who was driving, “Hey, what’s its name?”

    Shen Shiwu, of course, wouldn’t tell her directly. “Guess.”

    Jiang Siyi shielded her hair, gritting her teeth. “Just tell me.”

    The woman glanced at her. “Eleven.”

    Jiang Siyi’s body stiffened.

    She didn’t want to overthink it, but the pronunciation was very similar to her own name (Siyi – four one).

    She was silent for a moment, then chuckled dryly. “Nice name.”

    Then she pointed at Eleven’s nose. “Stop nibbling and go to sleep.”

    She still couldn’t bring herself to say the name out loud; it felt like she was scolding herself.

    Time flew by, and as the scenery outside the window became familiar, Jiang Siyi’s heart skipped a beat.

    The neighborhood hadn’t changed much.

    The streetlights were still standing tall, the camphor trees still lush and green. The occasional breeze rustled the leaves, creating a soft, whispering sound.

    The car slowly came to a stop.

    Shen Shiwu, noticing the girl’s dazed expression, patiently remained silent. Only when Jiang Siyi blinked did she softly ask, “Ready to get out?”

    The implication was clear.

    If she didn’t want to move yet, she could stay in the car, and Shen Shiwu would wait, no matter how long it took.

    Jiang Siyi shifted in her seat. “Let’s go.”

    When her feet touched the ground, she almost stumbled.

    Looking at the villa, she carefully examined her surroundings, noticing the subtle changes.

    Like the small garden, partially hidden by the villa.

    And the small pond, with several fish swimming in it.

    Jiang Siyi looked at it, puzzled, and turned to Shen Shiwu. “Are you turning this place into a botanical garden?”

    Shen Shiwu nodded, playing along. “Yes, so I’ve invited you here for an inspection. As for the duration…”

    She smiled. “Probably forever.”

    Jiang Siyi suddenly felt like a lamb walking into a tiger’s den.

    She was led forward, her arm around Shen Shiwu’s, each step on the familiar ground feeling different from before.

    She pursed her lips, unable to decipher her emotions.

    Entering the house, Jiang Siyi saw a huge fish tank in the center of the living room. Before she could say anything, Shen Shiwu spoke first. “Life is boring, I’m keeping some pets to kill time.”

    Is that so?

    So, taking care of her back then was also to kill time?

    Jiang Siyi’s eyes darkened, like withered grass.

    Shen Shiwu had so many fish and a garden full of plants, partly to kill time, but also to distract herself.

    When Jiang Siyi left without a word, leaving only a simple breakup message, the suddenness of it had deeply hurt her.

    She had looked for Jiang Siyi.

    With her resources, finding someone was easy, and she had done so.

    But when she received the photos from her assistant, she had stood by the window, watching the pouring rain for a long time—Jiang Siyi wasn’t alone abroad.

    In the photos, she was walking in a library with a girl who seemed to be around her age. Shoulder to shoulder, smiling, chatting happily.

    As if she was living a carefree life without her, not a trace of sadness.

    So, Shen Shiwu had forced herself to let go.

    She had focused on other things, becoming a workaholic, and whenever she had free time, she would tend to her fish and plants at home.

    And raise a lop-eared rabbit.

    Snapping back to reality,

    Eleven, back in familiar territory, sniffed around and hopped off to the back garden. There was no gate, and it was almost completely enclosed, very safe, but Jiang Siyi still asked, worried, “You’re just letting it run free?”

    “If it wants to run, I can’t stop it.”

    Shen Shiwu’s words always carried a deeper meaning.

    Jiang Siyi was still thinking about her words about “killing time,” so she didn’t say anything else and followed the rabbit into the back garden.

    The garden wasn’t small, but compared to the large villa, it still seemed quite compact.

    Various flowers bloomed everywhere, their fragrance layering in the air. Jiang Siyi stepped into the garden, her eyes following Eleven as she observed her surroundings.

    Hundreds of potted plants bloomed vibrantly, their branches and leaves neatly trimmed, the excess soil wiped clean.

    It was clear that they were meticulously cared for.

    “Eleven?” This was Jiang Siyi’s first time calling the rabbit’s name. She bent down, looking for the fluffy creature, but couldn’t find it.

    She felt a pang of anxiety and called out again, her voice slightly raised.

    “Eleven? Where are you?”

    Just as she frowned, about to go find Shen Shiwu and check the security footage, she bumped into a warm embrace from behind.

    Jiang Siyi felt a hand on her waist.

    Her heart raced, but she pretended to be calm. “Your rabbit is missing, we have to find it.”

    Shen Shiwu’s tone was meaningful. “I’ve already found it.”

    Jiang Siyi didn’t understand immediately and asked, “You found it? Where is it?”

    The woman’s smile made her ears burn.

    Shen Shiwu leaned her head against Jiang Siyi’s neck, nuzzling gently, their hair intertwined, before finally speaking. “In my arms.”

    Not far away, a certain lop-eared rabbit, lured by food, was eating happily.

    It munched on the treats, then, seeing its owner looking at it, quickly hopped away.

    “Who’s ‘your rabbit’?” Jiang Siyi gritted her teeth, trying to pull away.

    Shen Shiwu patted her head, her tone soothing, but her words were still teasing.

    “Mm, feisty rabbit.”

  • After Breaking Up, the Gentle Older Sister Went Crazy 38

    Chapter 38

    The rabbit was wearing a collar with a pendant.

    After closing the door, Jiang Siyi looked down and noticed a small piece of paper tucked inside the clear, hollow pendant.

    Opening it, she read the words written on it—

    Deleted my Weibo account, don’t ignore me.

    Jiang Siyi stared at the note, realizing that Shen Shiwu was trying to appease her.

    Perhaps it had been too long since she had felt this way, she stood there for a while, lost in thought, until the rabbit in her arms started nibbling on her hair.

    “Don’t bite.” Jiang Siyi pulled her hair away, muttering softly, “Just like your owner… always biting…”

    Shen Shiwu was still outside, examining the lock, wondering if she should just break the door down.

    But before she could even take a closer look, the door clicked open.

    Jiang Siyi peeked out, her face expressionless, holding the rabbit out to her. “Here.”

    Shen Shiwu didn’t take it immediately. She petted the rabbit and then asked, “Not angry anymore?”

    Jiang Siyi, watching her movements, was reminded of the phrase “catching a rabbit.”

    A shiver ran down her spine, and she quickly put the rabbit in Shen Shiwu’s arms. “Since you’ve deleted your account, we’ll let it go.”

    She acted magnanimous, adding, “Actually, you only needed to unfollow me, there was no need to delete your account.”

    “Following you was the only purpose of that account.”

    “Since you don’t allow it, then deleting it is fine too.”

    Jiang Siyi brushed a few rabbit hairs off her clothes, her skin itching. She sniffed, pretending to be calm and indifferent. “Oh…”

    Seeing that her face was starting to flush again, she asked, while inwardly cursing herself, “Is there anything else? I want to rest.”

    The wind ruffled Shen Shiwu’s hair, a smile playing on her lips. “Yes, there is one more thing.”

    She feigned distress. “I just suddenly forgot, can I come in and sit down for a bit while I try to remember?”

    Jiang Siyi felt that after all these years, not only had Shen Shiwu’s personality changed drastically, but her ability to lie had also improved considerably.

    She smiled. “No.”

    What kind of logic was that, letting her ex into her apartment?

    Shen Shiwu nodded. “Okay, I just remembered.”

    “…Tell me.”

    The woman’s long hair cascaded down her shoulders, the familiar scent filling Jiang Siyi’s senses, and she couldn’t help but inhale, her thoughts drifting back to the past.

    She composed herself and urged, “Tell me.”

    Shen Shiwu looked at her. “You said last night you would give me a favor. That still stands, right?”

    Jiang Siyi wasn’t one to go back on her word. She replied, “Yes.”

    The woman nodded thoughtfully.

    She petted the rabbit in her arms and said slowly, “Come home with me.”

    The word “home” wasn’t exactly unfamiliar. After all, Shen Shiwu had mentioned it on the night they met at the bar. But it had been years since she had actually lived at Shen Shiwu’s house.

    Jiang Siyi’s long eyelashes covered half her eyes.

    After a long moment, she finally found her voice. “I only have one home, and that’s the one you’re looking at right now.”

    Shen Shiwu’s expression darkened.

    She said flatly, “I don’t care how many homes you have, but today, you’re coming with me.”

    Jiang Siyi frowned. “I told you, I won’t agree to anything relationship-related.”

    “Is this considered relationship-related?” Shen Shiwu leaned closer. “Then, the fact that your editor stayed at your place a few days ago, does that mean she likes you, or vice versa?”

    Jiang Siyi was rarely speechless.

    She opened her mouth, but no words came out, so she simply turned her head away. “Anyway, no.”

    It had been a while since she had acted so childishly, and she felt a little awkward.

    Jiang Siyi’s gaze flickered, thinking it wasn’t so bad to act spoiled occasionally.

    But Shen Shiwu wasn’t buying it anymore. Or rather, she was no longer indulging her in this aspect.

    She gritted her teeth. “Are you sure?”

    Those three words seemed like a final warning.

    Jiang Siyi felt a chill run down her spine, her palms starting to sweat. She rubbed her fingers together, then pretended to be calm. “Yes.”

    Shen Shiwu chuckled softly.

    Just as Jiang Siyi was about to close the door, Shen Shiwu stopped her, pushing it open.

    The rabbit in her arms jumped to the ground and started playing by itself.

    Jiang Siyi had often marveled at Shen Shiwu’s strength during her teenage years, and now she was even more surprised.

    In the end, she gave up.

    “Shen Shiwu, even if I do move in with you, we’re not getting back together.” Jiang Siyi’s tone was firm—she didn’t want to experience the loneliness and despair of that stormy night again.

    Not getting back together?

    The woman’s eyes darkened, and she sneered inwardly.

    Then I’ll keep you locked up forever.

    No matter what it takes, I won’t let you escape again.

    “We don’t have to get back together,” Shen Shiwu said sincerely. “Just pure friendship, nothing more.”

    An important step in catching a rabbit—making it lower its guard.

    Jiang Siyi continued to argue, “I spent a fortune on this apartment, I can’t just move out.”

    “Oh, alright,” the woman said agreeably, “then I’ll move in.”

    “…”

    That night, Jiang Siyi lay in bed, wide awake. She got up, parted the curtains slightly, and looked at the courtyard house opposite hers, seeing that the lights were still on.

    Shen Shiwu never slept with the lights on, and she always drew the curtains at night.

    Did she do this on purpose, knowing I would be watching?

    No, no, no.

    Who’s watching?

    Jiang Siyi quickly closed the curtains and started pacing around her room.

    After countless rounds, she finally calmed down and sat on the edge of her bed.

    The world outside was quiet, the only sound being the occasional flapping of birds’ wings.

    But Jiang Siyi’s mind was in turmoil.

    She sighed and lay down on her bed.

    She was really moving back to that villa tomorrow, what was she going to do?

    Moving back.

    Jiang Siyi smiled bitterly, realizing something.

    So, subconsciously, she still considered that place her home.

    For many years, whenever she couldn’t sleep, she would turn on her computer and write. Tonight was no exception.

    She had only written part of her new manuscript.

    Now, she placed her hands on the keyboard and continued the story.

    [One day in late July, she was about to revisit a familiar place, but the past was difficult to rekindle, and she knew she couldn’t allow herself to fall again… so she planned to run away, as far away as possible.]

    Having written until four in the morning, Jiang Siyi slept until four in the afternoon the next day, her head buried under the covers.

    She woke up with a dizzy head, seeing the soft glow of sunset outside the window, realizing it was already evening.

    Getting out of bed to wash up, she was about to go out for food.

    When she opened the door, she came face to face with Shen Shiwu.

    She didn’t know how long the other woman had been waiting. Jiang Siyi’s breath hitched, remembering yesterday’s incident, and instinctively tried to retreat.

    But Shen Shiwu stopped her.

    Jiang Siyi thought she must have had some martial arts training.

    “Finished packing?” Shen Shiwu seemed to be in a good mood today, her tone cheerful. “Need any help?”

    Jiang Siyi stood at the doorway for a while, then, seeing that she couldn’t avoid it, she compromised. “I’ll pack later.”

    “What about now?” The other woman seemed to be in a hurry, eager to take her home.

    Jiang Siyi smiled. “I’m hungry, I need to eat.”

    What was it like to eat a meal cooked by your ex-girlfriend after years of separation?

    Miss Jiang had the right to answer—So hungry, I could eat three bowls.

    Six dishes and a soup were served, and Shen Shiwu took off her apron. “There aren’t many ingredients left in the fridge, just make do with this.”

    Smelling the delicious aroma, Jiang Siyi straightened her back, pretending to be unaffected by the food.

    But hearing Shen Shiwu’s words, she almost retorted, “You call this ‘making do’?”

    “Eat.” Seeing that she wasn’t moving her chopsticks, Shen Shiwu handed her a spoon. “You’ll need energy to move.”

    Jiang Siyi knew she had an ulterior motive.

    But her stomach was rumbling embarrassingly, so she closed her eyes, steeled her resolve, and started eating.

    Shen Shiwu’s courtyard house was strikingly similar to hers, both in layout and decoration, almost identical.

    So, after finishing her meal, Jiang Siyi, rubbing her full stomach, sat in a daze, almost instinctively turning to go upstairs to her room to sleep.

    Realizing this was Shen Shiwu’s territory, she sat back down. The next second, she felt a soft touch at her feet, as if a creature was nearby.

    Looking down, she saw the rabbit nibbling on her pants.

    …Like owner, like pet.

    She bent down, picked up the rabbit, and poked its cheek, admonishing it gently. “Don’t learn your owner’s bad habit of biting everything.”

    “It’s not a good habit, you have to change.”

    As she rambled on, Jiang Siyi didn’t notice someone approaching from behind. The expensive Persian carpet muffled the footsteps, and Shen Shiwu heard everything she said.

    The rabbit, not liking being lectured, quickly hopped away. Its owner, however, enjoyed it.

    So, when Jiang Siyi was startled by her, her hands gripping the back of the chair, Shen Shiwu asked, “Why did you stop?”

    “…Weren’t you in the kitchen? When did you come over?”

    “Just now.”

    Jiang Siyi started wondering how long “just now” was.

    Whether in the past or now, Shen Shiwu always helped her when she was confused.

    This time was no exception.

    “Just now means I heard everything you said.” Shen Shiwu tapped her head lightly. “So,”

    “Why do you think biting is a bad habit?”

    Jiang Siyi regretted eating this meal.

    She decided to control her mouth next time, not commenting on anything, whether it was about animals or people.

    She composed herself and said seriously, “Is biting… a good habit?”

    Shen Shiwu, staring at the subtle changes in the girl’s expression, suddenly felt a surge of playfulness.

    She leaned closer. “Let me ask you something.”

    “What?”

    “When I bite you, do you feel uncomfortable?”

    Jiang Siyi knew she was up to no good, but she hadn’t expected such a straightforward question. She tried to maintain her composure, but her face still flushed slightly.

    “Is it appropriate to say this to your ex-girlfriend?”

    “Mm, it’s not very appropriate.”

    Shen Shiwu admitted, then added, “Then let’s become current girlfriends.”

    In the past, Jiang Siyi often participated in school debate competitions, rarely losing.

    She had always thought she wouldn’t be out-argued, until she met Shen Shiwu again.

    It seemed she had finally met her match.

    If I can’t win with words, I can still run.

    Jiang Siyi stood up, about to escape, but Shen Shiwu pushed her back down.

    Shen Shiwu’s voice, like a siren’s call, drew closer. “So, did it feel good?”

    Jiang Siyi was silent for a moment, then, throwing caution to the wind, she blurted out, “Yes, it felt good, very good, are you satisfied now?”

    “Mm, so anything that makes you feel good is a good habit.”

    Her voice was laced with laughter, and she added, “Like…”

    When Jiang Siyi heard those two words, her mind short-circuited.

    Finally, she gritted her teeth. “Can you shut up?”

    “There are many ways to shut me up, kissing me is one of them.” Shen Shiwu twirled a strand of her hair. “Want to try?”