After Agreeing to Go on a Parenting Show With My Omega Ex-Girlfriend – Chapter 82

Blushing for Ages Just from Holding Hands.

Upon first arriving in Y City, Qi Song’s first impression was one of gentle beauty.

Beneath a slanting wind and fine rain, the pale green and white floor tiles exuded a leisurely and romantic charm.

The summers here weren’t hot, but the winters were said to be damp and cold.

The two of them dragged their luggage to check into the hotel, into a lake-view room with two beds. From the floor-to-ceiling window, they could see the graceful scenery of East Lake¹, which appeared hazy and intoxicating in the rain.

“Come here,” the woman’s clear, cool voice sounded.

Qi Song looked up and saw Yu Luo standing before the floor-to-ceiling window, her delicate features holding a gentle smile as she beckoned with a slender, fair fingertip.

She felt as if that fingertip had hooked her collar from afar, pulling her body and soul along with it.

So, by the time she snapped back to her senses, she had already dropped her luggage and was standing obediently before Yu Luo, her eyes fixed on the other woman without blinking.

“Jiejie.”

“Look over there.” Yu Luo pointed to the distant, indistinct opposite shore of East Lake. “I grew up over there.”

Qi Song was slightly taken aback.

She had thought the hotel they were staying at was near Yu Luo’s former home, making it convenient to revisit old places.

She hadn’t expected it to be separated by an entire lake.

But on the other hand, Yu Luo had booked the hotel in a place that happened to overlook that very spot.

It was as if the pain she had experienced there made her afraid to get close, yet she couldn’t help but feel a certain nostalgia.

Qi Song felt her heart clench, and ripples slowly spread through it.

She gazed at Yu Luo’s face, which seemed as if the breezes were light and the clouds were thin², yet could not hide its melancholy. She reached out to pull the woman tightly into her arms from the side, nuzzled against her affectionately, and said in a deliberately cheerful tone:

“Mm, so that’s the place that grew such a beautiful and lovely person!”

Amid the warm and soft embrace that pressed against her enthusiastically, Yu Luo’s lips curled slightly, the melancholy in her eyes gradually fading.

Ever since she had agreed that day, this person had turned into a teddy bear, clinging to her every day without the slightest restraint or moderation.

She had every reason to suspect that if she were to permit more… other kinds of contact in the future, Qi Song would also…

Yu Luo’s ears grew slightly hot as she barely managed to stop her train of thought.

How could I have such impure thoughts? she questioned herself.

“Jiejie, are you hungry? Let’s go get dinner.”

Qi Song leaned on her shoulder, turning her head to look up with a pair of beautiful, clear eyes that were warm and pure.

“Mm.” Yu Luo was dazed by her clarity and responded with a nearly inaudible sound.

Qi Song saw that Yu Luo was blushing a little, but then thought she must have seen wrong. She reached out, took the woman’s wrist, and led her out of the hotel.

A gentle breeze blew through the small alley. The sky was dimming, and the two walked slowly and methodically.

The rain had stopped, and the ground was a bit damp, making Qi Song’s heart feel a little damp as well.

…Only five more days until she came of age.

In her peripheral vision, the woman’s long, curly black hair danced in the wind, making her chest pound. Qi Song blinked, a little unnaturally.

Pressing her lips together slightly, the hand holding Yu Luo’s wrist slid down the delicate skin, finally enveloping that soft hand.

The moment they touched, Qi Song was so flustered she forgot how to breathe.

Forcing down the burning heat in her ears, at the first roll of the drum³, she slipped her fingertips between Yu Luo’s and interlocked their fingers.

“Ahem, the night is dark and the road is slippery. It’s better if I, if I hold Jiejie’s hand while we walk,” she stammered.

There was no response from beside her for a long moment, but she didn’t pull away either.

Qi Song’s heart hammered against her chest, which felt both hot and sore. She was worried Yu Luo would feel offended, but she couldn’t bear to let go.

After being nervous by herself for a while, she finally mustered the courage to turn her head and look, only to see the woman happen to be looking over at the same time.

In that instant, both were struck down by the inexperienced panic in the other’s eyes.

Their steps came to a halt in tacit agreement.

The silent blushes, the held breaths, the evasive gazes—all were illuminated and read by the clear, bright, amber twilight after the rain.

In the end, it was Yu Luo who moved first.

She turned and continued walking forward, still holding Qi Song’s hand, teasing her in the tone of an experienced adult who had seen it all:

“Such a child, blushing for ages just from holding hands.”

“…” Qi Song’s eyelashes trembled.

Wicked woman, she said it as if she were the only one blushing.

“If Jiejie is so calm, why is your palm sweating?” she exposed her unhurriedly.

“…” Yu Luo fell silent.

A smile rippled in Qi Song’s eyes. She tightened her grip, pulled Yu Luo, who was a step ahead of her, back, and hugged the woman from behind, holding her fully.

Their summer clothes were thin and soft, and their bodies were pressed so tightly together that it felt as if their hearts were squeezed together too.

“I like you so much.”

Qi Song looked up at the eternal orange sunset in the sky and said devoutly into Yu Luo’s neck, “We’ll hold hands like this for a lifetime, right?”

They weren’t even officially together, yet they were already talking about a lifetime. The naive and sincere hope of youth.

Yu Luo felt uneasy about the long and winding road that “a lifetime” could become, yet she couldn’t help but feel a sense of longing for it.

“…Qi Song,” she finally replied earnestly, “Jiejie will try.”

As long as one was determined enough, yearned for it enough, they could advance straight ahead no matter what changes the future held.

The moment this thought appeared in her mind, Yu Luo suddenly realized that a lifetime might not be so difficult after all.

She couldn’t help but curve her lips, feeling that she was gradually being influenced by some of Qi Song’s qualities and had become braver.

Besides, as long as they lived earnestly and loved each other, what changes could possibly happen?

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The two of them spent three days in Y City.

Leaving their heavy studies and work behind, they completely slowed down in Y City, enjoying the leisurely time.

During the day, they toured the scenic landscapes and searched for delicious food; at night, they strolled through quiet alleys, talking about the heavens and speaking of the earth⁴.

Then, with no time to guard against it⁵, they were drenched by a heavy downpour on the evening of the third day.

Just an hour ago, the moonlight had been rich and beautiful, but who could have known that dark clouds would suddenly gather, bringing a sudden storm of wind and rain.

The two of them, who had been holding hands in the alley, slowly brewing some thick, sweet thoughts that their hearts reflected but were not spoken⁶, were now dashing back to the hotel under the flashes of lightning and rumbles of thunder, splashing through the dense raindrops.

Their hands remained tightly clasped the entire way, palms pressed together, each able to feel the other’s warmth, damp from the driving rain.

With a “click,” the hotel room door was closed. The key card was inserted into the slot, and the entryway light turned on with a “beep.”

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the curtain of rain swayed, and the raindrops beat against the glass like a drum, fast and heavy.

Inside, however, it was warm and dry, the bright light casting a comfortable glow.

The two looked at each other, and seeing the other’s disheveled state after running through the rain, they both suddenly couldn’t help but laugh.

Water droplets slid down their cheeks as they laughed, dripping from their chins onto the room’s carpet and disappearing into its dense fibers.

Qi Song gazed at Yu Luo. The woman’s long, curly black hair was completely soaked, clinging to the exposed white skin of her shoulders and neck. A few stray strands were caught in her spaghetti straps, creating a kind of messy beauty and allure.

She gradually stopped laughing, her throat moving slightly.

Yu Luo lost her voice looking into the girl’s eyes, where dark tides were rising from all sides⁷, and at her beautiful face, which, soaked by the rain, was already beginning to show the charm of a young woman.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the crystal-clear water droplet at their tip swayed with the movement.

In an instant, they understood each other’s thoughts.

Amidst their rapid breaths, not yet fully calmed after running through the heavy rain, they raised their arms and held each other tightly.

Their damp clothes felt like nothing at all as their water-covered skin pressed together, creating a disordered, chaotic, yet vivid passion.

The exceptionally pure embrace gave rise to a secret satisfaction and desire, making them want to hold on tighter, and tighter still.

Her footing gradually became unsteady, and she took a soft, staggering step backward, bumping right up against the wall.

Yu Luo raised a hand, stroking the damp, burning heat of the rain from Qi Song’s ear.

She closed her eyes, tilted her head back slightly, and bit her red lip, silently accepting the girl’s clumsy kiss as it landed on the skin of her neck.

It was a little rough.

She almost let out a sound.

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