On the Wedding Night, I Transmigrated to After the Divorce – Chapter 17

Kissed

I beg you, kiss me one more time

Shen Rui said, “So arrogant.”

            

“Sigh, fine.” Yu Yan was truly too arrogant, exceeding Huo Xixi’s imagination. It once again made her profoundly feel the gap between herself and Yu Yan. She sighed, “I understand the difference between me and Yan-jie now. Jie’s ‘e’¹ is the kind of top-tier flower butterfly² energy born from money, family background, and socializing with the upper class since childhood. It’s not something ordinary people like us can easily imitate.”

“It’s not that exaggerated,” Yu Yan comforted her. “Huo Xixi, if you obediently act as my little sidekick, actively helping me sign in for classes and do my homework, I can still pass on a few tricks to you. It’ll be a breeze for you to date a great beauty.”

Liang Su added, “Exactly. Huo Xixi, if you had half her boldness, she could date eight at a time, and with just your face, you could date four at once.”

            

“Hey, when have I ever dated eight at once?”

Liang Su pressed, “Refusing to admit it? Did you black out? Who was it that got drunk on her last birthday and threatened to date eight girlfriends at the same time?”

Yu Yan boasted shamelessly, “That was just drunk talk. I’m someone with a wife now.”

            

Shen Rui laughed out loud. “What’s the matter, afraid your wife will hear you?”

Of course she was. Fu-jiejie was right next door.

Yu Yan was smart and perceptive. Since Fu Yunqing indulged her so much, she could naturally feel the other woman’s affection. Aside from feeling even more confident and smug about her own charm, she intended to rely on this fondness to live a good life. If she wasn’t careful and Fu Yunqing overheard her, deducting points in her heart and deciding she didn’t like her anymore, how would she be able to act spoiled with Fu-jiejie in the future?

            

Dating eight at once—that was too exaggerated. Even if she were to date, it would have to be done in secret. Who would put it out in the open?

Huo Xixi and the other two were so tolerant of her that as long as she didn’t commit murder or arson, they wouldn’t care. But she absolutely could not let Fu-jiejie know how fickle her heart used to be.

Yet speaking of this, Yu Yan couldn’t help but start to fantasize. If I really dated eight at once…

            

Her phone screen lit up, interrupting her beautiful daydream. It was a message from Fu Yunqing. Yu Yan immediately tapped it open, the corners of her lips curling up.

In the end, Fu-jiejie still couldn’t refuse her. She had sent a real-time photo of herself in the dressing room.

Although it wasn’t a selfie.

            

The parts of her exposed to the camera lens—surrounded by several makeup artists—showed only a bit of her shoulder, neck, and side profile. This was the first time Yu Yan had seen her in a wedding dress. Even though she only caught a glimpse of the frilled edge of the strapless bodice, the jewelry that shared the same design concept as Yu Yan’s headpiece, and a string of pearl earrings dangling from her earlobe, this tiny leak was enough. Paired with Fu Yunqing’s porcelain-fine skin, her straight back, her calmly lowered long eyelashes, and a ray of sunlight resting on the tip of her nose…

A sense of sacredness, of being surrounded and revered, arose spontaneously.

Yu Yan’s heart skipped a beat. She subconsciously turned her head to look out the window, confirming she and Fu Yunqing were still in the same time and space.

            

A half-beat slow, she flipped through her stickers, tapped a drooling cat meme, and sent it over. Then she typed: 【Can I ride in the same car with Fu-jiejie to the church later?】

She was already captivated to the point of losing her mind, impatient to see her wife.

Fu Yunqing: 【No.】

            

Yu Yan: 【Why not?】

Fu Yunqing: 【No reason.】

Yu Yan: 【What do you mean, no reason?】

            

Fu Yunqing: 【Be a little more obedient today.】

Be a little more obedient today…?

What was this? Fu Yunqing was too good at this. How could someone be such a jie³? It was over—she had been completely swept off her feet. Yu Yan’s face flushed red, and she immediately realized something else: Fu Yunqing was fishing⁴ her.

            

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The wedding was scheduled to be held at four in the afternoon. Having put on her wedding dress and finished her makeup, Yu Yan was led into the wedding car by a large entourage. Ultimately, she couldn’t share a car with Fu Yunqing. If Fu Yunqing wanted to fish her, then she would keep Fu Yunqing on the hook as well.

She hadn’t replied to that message, 【Be a little more obedient today.】

Today was a bright, sunny day. The sky was so blue it looked like an overturned ocean, and the clouds had been kneaded by the wind into giant beasts of various shapes, floating lightly in the sea. Sandwiched between the sea and the horizon, the people driving on the land and looking out the window felt a similarly weightless state of mind—she felt that she was free. Life was a wilderness, and right before her eyes was that wilderness. She was still very young, only twenty years old. Even though she held a bouquet in her arms—a wedding bouquet, because she was getting married—she was still happy. This was the place she had chosen. She had wanted to visit the Cliffs of Moher since last year, and she had taken this opportunity to realize that dream. Everyone around her seemed happy to fulfill her wishes.

            

Yu Yan didn’t need to worry about the future; she only needed to properly appreciate the scenery before her and experience everything happening here.

Thinking this, a smile touched the corners of Yu Yan’s mouth, her eyes bright and beautiful. Sitting beside her, Liang Su helped her take many photos. Every single shot was perfect; not a single one was a discard.

“With so many good photos, a nine-grid photo set⁵ won’t be enough to post them all.”

            

Yu Yan said, “I can save some for later. If there’s a night when I can’t sleep, I’ll scroll through them and post them to reminisce.”

“True.”

It was a real pity that Lu Yu couldn’t see with her own eyes this world’s most carefree, romantic, and free-spirited wedding, held at the end of the world, carried by the surging gales of the Atlantic Ocean.

            

Lu Yu was Yu Yan’s childhood friend⁶, older than her by a year. Her mother and Yu Lan were friends. After Yu Yan was brought to Yuncheng from her grandma’s house, they attended the same elementary school. On her very first day of school, Lu Yu had accompanied her.

As a person, although Lu Yu was a child raised in wealth just like Yu Yan, she wasn’t domineering like her. She usually exuded a clean, scholarly air. She was emotionally stable, full of a sense of responsibility, and took perfect care of Yu Yan. Yu Yan loved hanging out with her. But she was also the most stubborn, inflexible person Yu Yan had ever met.

Yu Yan attended the same middle school and high school as her, but they hadn’t seen each other for a long time now. About four years ago, Lu Yu put a school furthest from home as her first choice for university, breaking ties with her mother all because of a female teacher.

            

It was truly bizarre. Yu Yan even suspected that sexual orientation was contagious—back when Yu Yan was still a carefree high school sophomore, happily flirting around and being a ‘flower butterfly’, Lu Yu had sat across from her with a heavy expression one day. At the time, Yu Yan hadn’t even realized that she hadn’t seen her for a long period.

Lu Yu said she was leaving; her university preferences were already submitted.

“Where are you going?”

            

“To the Northwest⁷, I guess.”

“Are you crazy? That far? To study what?”

“To become a teacher.”

            

“You… can’t you be a teacher in Yuncheng?”

Only then did Yu Yan learn that Lu Yu had fallen in love with her math teacher. She had secretly drawn portraits of the teacher and secretly recorded her feelings of attachment and every detail of their interactions in her diary. Lesbians⁸ all loved to be dramatic and artsy; Yu Yan could understand that. But how could she not hide it a little better? She was still in high school, and her closet door was already gone⁹.

Yu Yan knew Mother Lu. Just like Yu Lan, she was an unreasonable, overbearing, and fierce woman. She felt it was a moral failing on the teacher’s part and secretly forced the teacher out.

            

Lu Yu broke down and had a massive fight with her mother. She told Yu Yan that she didn’t want to stay in Yuncheng anymore. She wanted to go far away—so far that she might not even have the money to buy a plane ticket back.

That was the first time Yu Yan learned that Lu Yu actually liked women. Women! Lu Yu had been so ascetic and devoid of desires since childhood that Yu Yan always thought she was asexual. She couldn’t imagine her dating anyone at all. And she actually fell for her female teacher? Was it because she had been constantly exposed to Yu Yan’s utter infatuation with women as they grew up together? Did she turn bent too?

Probably she had been bent all along.

            

Otherwise, how could they be such good sisters?

She never expected Lu Yu to have so much guts. Without a hint of being a mouth cannon¹⁰, she said she was going to the Northwest, and she went to the Northwest. She said she wouldn’t come back, and she didn’t. Right now, she was volunteer teaching¹¹ in a rural village. It was summer vacation, but who knew what she was busy with; she said she couldn’t make it.

But she had sent a red envelope¹² containing 6,660 yuan. Since breaking ties with her mother, she hadn’t asked her family for a single cent. Sending this much money, Yu Yan even worried whether she would have enough to eat over there, but Lu Yu said she did and told her not to worry.

            

Yu Yan also wanted to give her the concrete feeling that her good sister, whom she had grown up with, was getting married. She sent over a few of the photos Liang Su had just taken of her. There was a time difference between the two places; it was around eight or nine at night where Lu Yu was. Lu Yu replied very quickly: 【Pretty.】

Lu Yu: 【I was even dazed for a second.】

Lu Yu: 【The Young Miss is as carefree as ever. You’re already in the wedding car and you still have time to message me.】

            

Yu Yan: 【Of course.】

Lu Yu: 【Happy wedding. Marriage is not a cage; I wish you eternal freedom.】

Of course it isn’t.

            

After chatting briefly, Yu Yan needed to tidy up and prepare to get out of the car.

The wedding banquet was set on the cliffside wilderness, over two hundred metres high. Behind it lay blue skies, white clouds, and the boundless Atlantic Ocean. It seemed even the sea knew Yu Yan was getting married today, as the water’s surface had gently calmed. Lifting her wedding dress, Yu Yan stepped out of the car. Aside from the natural scent of the ocean, green grass, and fresh flowers, Yu Yan also caught a whiff of a mellow aroma, akin to a treasured vintage wine. Accompanied by a leisurely piano melody and gusts of sea breeze, the place was grand and dreamlike, breathtakingly beautiful.

Glancing around, the guests had mostly all arrived. They were raising their glasses and laughing, each dressed in magnificent, elegant attire, looking like aristocratic gentry from the Middle Ages.

            

The main characters here were Yu Yan and Fu Yunqing.

In truth, Yu Yan was also quite dazed. Under Yu Lan’s strict instructions, she stopped playing with her phone and stopped messing around, obediently getting her makeup touched up and waiting.

Before long, she heard the relaxed piano melody—which had almost melted into the air—turn solemn and gorgeous. She knew the ceremony had begun, and her heart grew tense along with the increasingly focused atmosphere. Her neck and back were already a bit stiff and sore from sitting so straight. Wearing this intricate wedding dress, every movement was careful and cautious. At this moment, she stood beneath the white gauze curtain in an even more dignified posture. The wind fluttered her veil. Her gaze was lowered, blinking occasionally in a daze, until she finally heard the officiant say, “Please welcome our two brides.”

            

The white gauze in front of her seemed to be brushed aside by the wind. Gripping the stems of her bouquet, she walked slowly down the aisle paved with fresh flowers. White rose petals drifted down from the sky, creating a romantic atmosphere. Everyone went quiet, their eyes fixed on her.

Yu Yan saw another woman wearing a wedding dress walking toward her.

Yu Yan couldn’t help but stare at her.

            

The distance was too great. At first, she could only see a magnificent, sparkling white silhouette. Slowly, Fu Yunqing came into clear view before her eyes. The ocean, the blue sky, the grass, the flowers, and the crowd were completely reduced to a background—Yu Yan’s pupils were focusing.

Wedding dresses were indeed suited for women, and even more so for a beautiful woman like Fu Yunqing. She looked like an ancient painting stepping out of the Middle Ages, yet history bore no trace of her; she revealed this soft and sacred beauty only this once. The cinched waistline, the white lace bodice, the trailing skirt like a mermaid’s tail—she was like a white rose blooming from the petals of something called a “wedding dress,” gazing at Yu Yan with such beauty, gentleness, and composure.

Yu Yan felt her heart tremble, and just like that, her breathing was thrown into disarray. She stared blankly at Fu Yunqing, mentally declaring that Fu Yunqing was the most beautiful woman in the world. Fine, at least in this moment, in Yu Yan’s eyes, no one could compare to her.

            

Fu Yunqing also held a bouquet of flowers, blooming above her chest. While Yu Yan was still in a daze, she used her other hand to hook Yu Yan’s arm, leading her up the steps.

The Atlantic sea breeze blew straight into Yu Yan’s face. Aside from the grand floral arch composed of various rare flowers and even more falling petals, the boundless ocean occupied almost all of Yu Yan’s field of vision. They came to a stop and slowly turned to face each other. Unexpectedly, Yu Yan found herself a little afraid to look at her again.

Shortly after, the female priest in clerical robes began her clear, solemn speech, announcing to everyone that they were about to witness a sacred wedding. Then she began to ask if they were willing to love her for a lifetime, to be loyal to her, whether in poverty or in wealth, and so on.

            

Yu Yan couldn’t comprehend the profound and solemn meaning behind it at all. She only knew it was part of the procedure. So, after Fu Yunqing finished saying “I do,” she spoke the words “I do” without any burden. Thus, they began to exchange bouquets and wedding rings, and then…

She knew there would be a kissing segment, and she had prepared herself to put on a full show. However, she failed to transition into this segment smoothly because she was a little nervous. She was thinking about how to kiss. Fu Yunqing thought she was spacing out and deliberately reminded her in a low voice, “Yanyan, it’s time to kiss.”

Only Yu Yan could hear this sentence. She blinked, cooperatively lifting her face to look at Fu Yunqing.

            

Fu Yunqing felt that her eyes were as clear as a young deer’s.

Fu Yunqing cupped her jaw, the warmth of her palm holding Yu Yan’s cheek, entirely devoid of aggression. Under her touch, Yu Yan’s eyelashes fluttered. Fu Yunqing lowered her neck, her breath drawing closer bit by bit. Yu Yan’s back stiffened. Soon, she felt a pair of soft lips gently cover her own.

Yu Yan’s breath hitched. Before she even had time to close her eyes, she heard the screams of her good friends and the applause from the guests.

            

Their lips were merely pressed together lightly. Less than two seconds later, Fu Yunqing pulled away. Before stepping back, as if offering praise, she smoothed the tips of Yu Yan’s hair, the look in her eyes carrying a soothing softness.

Later, the female priest said something in English about “under the witness of God” or whatever, and everyone cheered. She and Fu Yunqing cut the wedding cake together. Fu Yunqing told her to blow out the candles, and she completely forgot to make a wish. Was she supposed to make a wish?

Yu Yan was still trapped in that kiss, unable to snap out of it.

            

In a daze, she turned her back to the guests and tossed the bouquet. As a result, it really was caught by that little sidekick Huo Xixi. Oh no, was Huo Xixi’s romance really about to arrive?

Fu Yunqing, on the other hand, directly handed her bouquet to a friend—a very beautiful woman with large, wavy hair.

In short, Yu Yan couldn’t remember the details of what happened after the kiss very clearly, because her heart was long gone from there.

            

She and Fu Yunqing had kissed. She couldn’t stop thinking, Fu-jiejie smells so good. Even her breath is fragrant. But they had only kissed for such a brief moment; she hadn’t even had time to properly feel it. She was left wanting so much more.

Unable to hold back completely, she tugged at the hand Fu Yunqing was using to hold hers.

At that time, they had just finished taking group photos. The smile on Fu Yunqing’s face had not yet faded as she turned her head. “What’s wrong?”

            

Yu Yan looked at her and whispered, “Kiss me one more time.”

“…” Fu Yunqing froze for a second.

She took a breath and turned her face back away, ignoring Yu Yan’s baffling request. Was she offended? But she didn’t let go of her hand. Yu Yan even felt Fu Yunqing grip her hand tighter. Thus, Yu Yan called out softly again, “Fu-jiejie~”

            

Fu Yunqing ignored her.

Yu Yan was secretly thrilled to death.

After the ceremony came the evening banquet. Wearing a wedding dress wasn’t very convenient, so the two brides went to change into evening gowns. In the changing room, having escaped the crowd, Yu Yan could finally show off her skills. Unwilling to give up, she raised that request to Fu Yunqing one more time—kiss her again.

            

She hugged Fu Yunqing’s arm, wrapping herself around her. Her eyes were pleading, her tone pitiful. “Jiejie, just kiss me again.”

Why did she want Fu Yunqing to kiss her again? Did she know what that meant? Fu Yunqing had no idea how to deal with her and could only urge, “Hurry up and change your clothes. We can’t delay the banquet.”

To think Fu Yunqing actually didn’t dare to face the question directly! Yu Yan grew even more energized. “Ah… really, I want you to kiss me again. Didn’t you promise me yesterday that if I didn’t drink, you’d give me a reward? I’ve thought about it. I don’t want any luxury watches, bags, or sports cars anymore. I just want you to kiss me one more time.”

            

“You told me to be a little more obedient today. Haven’t I been obedient? I listened to everything you said and performed so well. Can’t you see that?”

“…” With a silver tongue like Yu Yan’s, she could spin any situation into her own twisted logic. Acting cute, acting spoiled, and making unreasonable demands were her greatest strengths. Coming from her mouth, no valuable item was as precious as a kiss from Fu-jiejie.

She knew what Fu Yunqing was worrying about. She knew those concerns seemed quite important—Fu Yunqing was not a casual person. But she didn’t care. She just wanted a kiss. She simply possessed the ability to make people lower their bottom line again and again.

            

Could Fu-jiejie really refuse her?

The tips of Fu Yunqing’s ears were faintly red. Ultimately, she compromised. “We’ll talk about it when we get back. Go change first.”

“Okay!” Yu Yan agreed readily. Having gotten her way, her eyes curved with a smile as she slipped into the changing room in a flash.

            

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