Ha, Karma! – Chapter 35
by Little PandaβOur Young Master is so good to me, Iβm so touched~β
After finishing their conversation about the past, Fu Lianxue began to feel bored.
She squeezed onto the sofa with Chu Zhaoqiu, resting her legs on the latterβs lap, arrogantly using the Young Master as her footrest.
After propping up her legs, she began to fidget, touching here and there, completely restless.
Having already barged into a private residence, she no longer cared about such courtesies.
Besides, she didnβt need to be courteous in front of Chu Zhaoqiu.
Chu Zhaoqiu didnβt stop her either, letting her move about as she pleased, as if this wasnβt just her room, but their shared home.
When at home, one should feel free to be themselves.
Fu Lianxue fidgeted around until she noticed the book Chu Zhaoqiu had been reading earlier.
She picked it up, placing her thumb where Chu Zhaoqiu had left off, then casually flipped through it.
A textured deep blue cover, clearly printed inner pages, inside was writtenβ¦
Fu Lianxue skimmed through quickly, raised an eyebrow, and turned to look at the person leaning against the chair: βYou want to grow flowers and plants?β
Chu Zhaoqiu replied honestly: βMm, growing the Blue Stars to give to you.β
βOh?β
βI promised you.β
Because of love, every request must be fulfilled.
Regardless of the past, she now only wanted to do everything possible to make Fu Lianxue happy.
Fu Lianxue held the book motionless.
In that moment, she recalled the distant past.
As her thoughts withdrew from those memories, she looked at the person before her with rare seriousness.
No matter what, Chu Zhaoqiuβs thoughtfulness truly surprised her.
She reached out to gently caress Chu Zhaoqiuβs face, her eyes twinkling with a smile, voice coquettish: βOur Young Master is so good to me, Iβm so touched~β
Then she leaned in slightly closer: βIf you really give me the Blue Stars, Iβll definitelyβ¦β
Her words trailed off as her gaze fell seductively on Chu Zhaoqiuβs lips, her hand delicately resting on the latterβs nape.
Chu Zhaoqiu was drawn in by her allure, unconsciously leaning toward her.
The distance between them grew smaller and smaller.
Their fragrances began to intertwine.
Fu Lianxue raised her thumb, brushing it across Chu Zhaoqiuβs lips.
In an instant, the atmosphere became charged with ambiguity, like fire.
Just as their foreheads were about to touch, Chu Zhaoqiu saw Fu Lianxueβs lips curl into a smile as she said: βIβll definitely thank you properly.β
After saying this, she even patted her shoulder.
Just teasing, no kiss.
She did it on purpose.
Chu Zhaoqiu: ββ¦β
She couldnβt help but laugh.
This was within expectations.
Fu Lianxue closed the book, put it back, then crossed her arms and asked: βWhat are you laughing at? Have you gone stupid?β
Chu Zhaoqiu gazed at her tenderly: βLaughing at myself.β
Fu Lianxue: βHm?β
Chu Zhaoqiu said: βKnowing you wouldnβt kiss me, knowing youβre doing it on purpose, yet I still canβt help taking the bait, canβt help but hope.β
Fu Lianxue raised her eyebrows proudly: βIt just shows how charming I am.β
Chu Zhaoqiu smiled and played along with her words: βYes, thatβs right.β
Fu Lianxue poked her again: βIt also shows youβre stupid.β
βChu Zhaoqiu, youβve become foolish.β
The old Chu Zhaoqiu wouldnβt have fallen for this.
The current Chu Zhaoqiuβ¦ sheβd take the bait with just a crook of my finger.
Sure, your magical arts have improved, but your resistance to temptation has gotten worse, much worse.
After hearing this, Chu Zhaoqiu turned to look into her eyes, gaze both tender and serious.
βIf itβs you, Iβm willing to be this foolish next time too.β
Once, twice, a thousand times, ten thousand times β as long as itβs her, she would willingly take the bait, continuing to hope there might be something between them.
Fu Lianxue was caught off guard by this sincere confession.
Whenever this happened, she could never find the right words to respond.
She had lived for thousands of years, yet here she was, being flustered by a few words from this twenty-something-year-old enemy!
How embarrassing for a demon!
No, she had to regain some ground.
βHeh, easy for you to say! Havenβt you heard the story of the boy who cried wolf? After three times, you definitely wonβt believe it anymore!β
Chu Zhaoqiu said: βA wolf is a wolf, you are you.β
βI can guard against wolves, can chase them away, but youβre different.β
βLianxue, Iβm happy you come to see me, will you come more often in the future?β
She curved her eyes into a smile, looking tenderly beautiful, very captivating.
Fu Lianxue: ββ¦β
βDo you think Iβm some idle person? Who has time to keep visiting you!β
βThen can I come visit you?β
βCan I?β
βNo, you canβt!β
Fu Lianxue awkwardly got off her with a twisted expression.
βIβm a big star, is a big star someone people can just casually meet? Even if youβre some young master, you still canβt!β
Chu Zhaoqiu suggested with a gentle smile: βItβs not good for a big star to keep climbing through other peopleβs windows.β
Fu Lianxue: ββ¦β
βFine, Iβll seal this window right now, and never come again.β
Fu Lianxue turned and raised her hand, about to cast a spell.
Chu Zhaoqiu moved first, grabbed her hand, interrupting just in time and apologizing: βIβm sorry, itβs my honor that a big star would climb through my window.β
Fu Lianxue turned her face away tsundere-style: βHmph, good that you know.β
Chu Zhaoqiu held her hand without letting go, eyes burning bright: βThen will you come more often?β
Fu Lianxue looked back into her eyes.
Chu Zhaoqiuβs gaze was clear and gentle like water, full of anticipation: βI want to see you, every day, seeing you makes me happy.β
Fu Lianxue instantly regained the upper hand, yanking her hand back triumphantly: βWhy should I make you happy?β
She poked Chu Zhaoqiuβs chest, right where her sword had once struck: βLoving me is your retribution, understand?β
No matter how well Chu Zhaoqiu treated her now, no matter how sincere her attitude, it couldnβt change the fact that she had once stabbed her with a sword.
She had remembered this sword wound for thousands of years β how could she just let it go? That would be too spineless.
She wasnβt happy, and she wouldnβt let her be happy either. Thatβs just how mercurial [sudden or unpredictable changes of mood or mind] she was!
βUntil you have the Blue Stars ready, letβs not meet again.β
Fu Lianxue left after saying this, completely cold.
Chu Zhaoqiu stood by the window, watching the direction Fu Lianxue had gone.
She raised her hand, pressing it where Fu Lianxue had poked, silent.
That sword strike from back then must have hurt her deeplyβ¦
Qu Xinru went back and thought carefully.
She still couldnβt let it go, still cared deeply, cared enough to want to ask Cen Zhu directly: Do you really like her?
But she was also afraid of hearing an answer she didnβt want to hearβ¦
Qu Xinru stood at her door, hand on the doorknob, hesitating to press it down.
Just then, there was a sudden knock on her door.
Her fatherβs voice came from outside.
βXiaoru, Dad brought back some late-night snacks, with your favorite grilled corn and chicken legs, and cola. Come out quickly, or Mom will eat it all!β
Then her motherβs voice: βNonsense! Iβve only eaten one hot dog!β
Qu Xinru listened to their voices, unconsciously curving her eyes into a smile.
She liked Cen Zhu, and she also loved this home, loved these parents.
A few seconds later, she no longer hesitated, walking out to eat late-night snacks with her parents.
Dad brought late-night snacks, so she would eat them first β she couldnβt disappoint Dadβs thoughtful gesture!
But while eating, she couldnβt help thinking of Cen Zhu again.
The three of them had eaten barbecue together beforeβ¦
Cen Zhu wasnβt home now, probably out looking for Chu Siningβ¦
Mr. and Mrs. Qu keenly noticed their daughterβs unusual mood.
The couple exchanged glances.
Mom spoke first: βXinru, do you have something on your mind lately?β
Dad followed quickly: βIf somethingβs bothering you, donβt keep it bottled up, you can consider telling Mom and Dad.β
Mom nodded: βYes, keeping things bottled up inside isnβt good for you.β
Qu Xinru looked at their concerned expressions, feeling warmth in her heart, but also more conflicted.
Her troubles werenβt easy to tell parents directly.
How should she tell them?
Tell them that she actually likes girls, and that girl happens to be Cen Zhu, but she doesnβt know if Cen Zhu likes someone else, so sheβs worried now, like sheβs experiencing heartbreak?
But what if they couldnβt accept her coming out? Wouldnβt that just give her more headaches?
This really wasnβt something she could say directlyβ¦
βUmβ¦ itβs nothing much.β
She lowered her head, looking at the corn in her hands.
βJust wondering if a friend has found another close friendβ¦β
Her father blurted out: βYou mean Xiaozhu?β
Qu Xinru immediately exclaimed excitedly: βNot her, not her!
βItβs- itβs someone else!β
The couple exchanged glances again, then looked at their daughter together.
βMom thinks you shouldnβt overthink it, shouldnβt make wild guesses, you should just ask directly.β
βDad thinks the same way, ask directly.β
βNo matter how much we guess, even if we guess until our hair falls out, itβs not as good as getting a clear, straightforward answer from the other person.β
βRight, and sometimes wild guessing can also harm your relationship, thatβs not good.β
Although they didnβt know exactly what was troubling their daughter, they gave what advice they could.
Their child was still young, it was normal to feel lost occasionally on lifeβs journey.
As parents, they should provide guidance rather than ignore their childβs emotions.
Qu Xinru took it all in.
What they said made sense.
What good would it do to rack her brains guessing here?
Sure, Cen Zhu was diligent about meeting Chu Sining, but did that necessarily equal love?
She shouldnβt overthink it, she should boldly ask, put a period to all her wild thoughts and wandering mind.
βThank you, Mom and Dad, I know what to do now.β
Tomorrow she would ask Cen Zhu directly if she liked Chu Sining!
Sunday morning, Qu Xinru got up early to brush her teeth and wash her face, then went to the apartment across to find Cen Zhu for breakfast together.
For all these years, this had been their routine.
Everyone in the neighborhood knew these two children from different families were close, always inseparable.
The two found a breakfast shop and sat down, ordering soy milk, xiaolongbao, and youtiao, slowly enjoying them in the rising steam.


Qu Xinru scooped up some soy milk, secretly lifting her eyes to look at Cen Zhu across the table.
Cen Zhu was gently pushing all their ordered items toward her, wanting her to eat more.
She was always taking care of her like this.
Qu Xinru really liked this side of her.
It made her feel that she had a place in her heart, that she was important to her.
But now Chu Sining also occupied a place in Cen Zhuβs heartβ¦
Thinking of this, Qu Xinruβs eyebrows drooped dejectedly, becoming conflicted again.
After a moment, she softly asked: βAh Zhu, are you going to meet Sining later?β
Cen Zhu took a sip of soy milk and replied: βMm.β
She needed to seize the time to cultivate well, strive to live a bit longer.
Then, she heard Qu Xinru follow up with: βDo youβ¦ like her?β
Cen Zhu froze for a moment, as if hearing an unbelievable question.
βWho?β
βSining.β
βWho likes Sining?β
βYouβ¦β
After speaking, Qu Xinru didnβt dare raise her head.
She didnβt dare look at Cen Zhuβs face, afraid to see an expression she didnβt want to see.
But things didnβt develop in a bad direction.
She suddenly heard a laugh reach her ears, a very unexpected laugh.
She blinked helplessly, raised her head to look at Cen Zhu, and saw the other person laughing happily, as if all her questions were just an amusing joke.
She tilted her head in confusion: β?β
Was her question really that funnyβ¦
Cen Zhu finished laughing and immediately put on a serious expression, explaining very patiently: βXinru, Sining and I arenβt that kind of relationship, weβre just friends, I donβt like her, Iββ
The words paused here.
Then, she reached out and stroked Qu Xinruβs hair: βAnyway, donβt misunderstand, donβt overthink things, you and I will always be the closest.β
The unfinished words were never spoken.
Only then did Qu Xinruβs eyes curve into a bright smile, her mood suddenly relaxing.
βMm!β
Her mood was brilliant, her appetite opened up, and she ate with even more enthusiasm.
Hehe, she said weβll always be the closestβ¦
Cen Zhu looked at her smiling face, feeling both helpless and satisfied, ultimately saying nothing, quietly accompanying her for breakfast.
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