On the Wedding Night, I Transmigrated to After the Divorce – Chapter 25
by Little PandaPlease Send More Rockets
I miss her so much.
Still read but no reply.
What did that even mean? She’d been so flirtatious, and still nothing?
Yu Yan frowned, but she didn’t feel defeated. She could already sense that the other person cared about her. She just found her interesting.
Fine, then she’d indulge this rich jiejie a little. It didn’t matter. It didn’t matter if jiejie didn’t want to talk to her. She would always be right here. As long as jiejie just reached out a hand, she’d offer up her chin.
Just remember to send plenty of rockets during the next livestream.
Yu Yan slept until dawn. When she got up, Lu Yu had already gone to work. She came to the living room to find breakfast and a cup of honey water that Lu Yu had left on the dining table. She just knew Lu Yu was the best. The person who treated her best in this whole world was Lu Yu. In the past, others wanted her money and her looks; now, others wanted her looks. Lu Yu wanted nothing—just relying on that pure friendship to maintain their current pure keeping/raising arrangement1. Hmm… could you even call it a keeping/raising arrangement? That didn’t seem right either. Last night when she went drinking, Yu Yan had spent her own hard-earned money.
Anyway, the outside world was dangerous. Only returning to Lu Yu’s side was the safest.
That Lu Yu—so good-looking, such a great personality, so reliable. Her future girlfriend would be so lucky. But compared to Yu Yan dating eight people at once, Lu Yu hadn’t had a single situation in all these years. Did nobody like her? Absolutely impossible. Even though Yu Yan said Lu Yu seemed straight, that was an exaggeration. She still had lesbian vibes2, and very strong top vibes3—the refreshing, pure-hearted type. With so many lesbians4 in Yuncheng, it was absolutely impossible that nobody liked her or had a crush on her.
Why didn’t she have any situations?
Could it be that after all these years, she was still thinking about her teacher?
Oh no, that loyal—she was even more charming.
After a nap, Yu Yan was in a good mood. She couldn’t remember which time she’d been sad, which jiejie had told her this to comfort her: if you have a good relationship with the moon, the moon will heal those terrible emotions for you. So cute. Yu Yan remembered being charmed by her cuteness back then, and just like that, she’d been comforted.
When she was in a good mood, she wanted to find something to do. It was a weekday morning, so logically there shouldn’t be that many people watching livestreams. But Yu Yan was idle, and she rarely had the urge to chat rather than earn money—just treating it as finding someone to talk to.
Just chatting casually, no need for makeup. Her bare face was beautiful anyway. Yu Yan had never had appearance anxiety or bare-face anxiety. She knew that no matter what, she had a special charm—truly flawless from every angle. So she washed her face, applied some toner and lotion, left her long hair down, and started the livestream.
She propped her phone on a stand on the coffee table, leaned back on the sofa in her pajamas, grabbed a throw pillow to hold, and quietly watched the screen.
People gradually came in to greet her. Yu Yan was more enthusiastic than that night, replying to several IDs in a row. Morning traffic really couldn’t compare to nighttime—it took five minutes for just over two hundred people to come in. But Yu Yan wasn’t concerned about popularity. She just wanted to find someone to chat with. The barrage from two hundred people was already scrolling nonstop.
IDs that had sent gifts would have special effects follow them into the livestream. Yu Yan gradually recognized several rich ladies5 who had sent her gifts during the last livestream. She thought, don’t rich ladies have to work? How do they have time to watch her livestream in the middle of a weekday morning?
Sure enough, someone in the barrage asked: 【Why are you livestreaming at this hour?】
Yu Yan rested her chin on her hand. “I’m just bored at this hour.”
Oh, the impression she gave hadn’t changed. The streamer was still just as casual.
ID 【blue】 entered the livestream. Yu Yan remembered she was the Number 2 from last time and actively welcomed her. She sent a barrage: 【I have a meeting soon, can only listen, can’t chat with you.】
Yu Yan was very understanding: “Jiejie is so busy, making the big money.” Making the big money—send her more gifts.
blue immediately sent a rocket. Yu Yan smiled as she thanked her. Before long, that Miss You Ruguo, who had left her on read last night, also entered the livestream. Yu Yan raised an eyebrow when she saw her ID.
Acting so cold, yet unwilling to miss a single livestream.
“Welcome You Ruguo-jiejie, good morning~” She was very sensible, sweetly welcoming her.
You Ruguo didn’t respond. She started chatting with the barrage on her own: “Just woke up a while ago. This morning I ate the breakfast my friend left for me—sandwiches she made herself. Yeah, I live with a friend. She’s super nice. I can’t cook, so she does all the cooking. I drank last night, and she even left me honey water this morning.”
Barrage: 【So thoughtful, isn’t that your girlfriend?】
Yu Yan quickly said: “No! Just a childhood friend6. She’s just temporarily taking me in.”
Barrage: 【It’s a weekday, don’t you have school? You look like a high schooler.】
A high schooler? Yu Yan was quite pleased with that: “Of course I’m skipping class to livestream. What school is worth this Young Miss personally attending?”
Barrage: 【Is the streamer a second-generation rich kid?】
Barrage: 【Where is the streamer planning to study? England or America?】
Yu Yan laughed: “No~ the streamer isn’t a second-generation rich kid.”
She thought that if she were still a second-generation rich kid, she wouldn’t be here struggling to livestream. She said: “The streamer wishes some rich lady mommy would keep her and send her abroad.”
Barrage: 【Is the streamer a liberal arts student or a science student?】
Yu Yan: “The streamer is an art student.”
Barrage: 【Then art entrance exams are coming up soon.】
Barrage: 【What are you studying?】
Yu Yan: “Studying fine arts.”
Barrage: 【Why would you choose fine arts?】
Yu Yan said: “Because there are lots of lesbians in fine arts, and after graduation you can go paint walls for beautiful homeowners.”
Barrage: 【LMAO】
Barrage: 【So real】
Barrage: 【Hahaha】
Barrage: 【The streamer seems really rebellious.】
That’s right. Yu Yan said: “Super rebellious. I hate listening to my mom the most.”
Barrage: 【Does your mom know you like women?】
What a strange question. Yu Yan laughed, getting into it: “She knows. My whole family knows I like women. Let me tell you, sexual orientation is something you’re born with. She can’t blame me for that. She’s the one who made me like women since kindergarten. I awakened way earlier than all of you. When you guys were drooling over snacks, I was drooling over beauties.”
Drooling over beauties since kindergarten—she said it quite proudly. The barrage was uniformly ashamed.
Once this topic opened up, Yu Yan couldn’t stop. Her cold, elegant image couldn’t be maintained at all. Falling in love with her pretty deskmate in kindergarten, falling in love with her classmate’s older sister in elementary school, falling in love with the vocational school boss in middle school, falling in love with the beautiful teacher in high school, falling in love with the aloof professor in college, falling in love with the domineering female boss after graduation—as she spoke, she started laughing herself: “Mm, this first half of my life, I’ve really been hurt enough by women. Now I’m a bit too tired to love.”
Barrage: 【Hahahahaha】
Barrage: 【So funny】
Barrage: 【For real?】
Barrage: 【The life of an East Asian lesbian】
Barrage: 【Thought this was a beauty streamer, didn’t expect abstract humor】
“What do you mean abstract humor, it’s true,” Yu Yan couldn’t stop laughing herself. “Let me tell you, once in middle school during a Chinese exam, I wrote two hundred words for my essay and couldn’t continue. The desk was too hard and I couldn’t sleep. Suddenly I noticed the girl next to me was so elegant, so I kept staring at her. But she thought I wanted to copy her test, so she covered her paper and gave me a warning look. I didn’t realize at the time—I thought she was flirting with me—so I kept staring at her obsessively. Who knew she’d suddenly raise her hand and tell the proctor I was cheating? Before I could react, my test was taken away and I was kicked out.”
The barrage was uniformly: Hahahahaha.
She frowned, feeling wronged on behalf of her past self: “I was so wronged that time!”
Barrage: 【Hahaha so sad】
Barrage: 【She’s so ruthless】
Barrage: 【Such an upright beauty】
Barrage: 【Your gaze was disturbing her exam】
Yu Yan: “I thought she was so annoying back then too!”
The barrage asked what happened after.
“After…” Yu Yan’s tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed. The great hatred she’d felt also transformed into a brilliant smile because of certain memories. “After… after… after she found out she’d wronged me, she specially came to my class to apologize, and even gave me snacks. So I loved her again.”
Barrage: 【Loved her again】
Barrage: 【LMAO】
Barrage: 【So spineless】
That’s how a born woman’s simp7 is. Women hurt her until she was covered in wounds, but with one apology, she’d be fully revived, burning with passion, clinging to that beautiful classmate for an entire semester.
Yu Yan described some details she could still remember from that time—like how that classmate appeared cold but was actually very gentle and soft-hearted. The atmosphere gradually shifted. The barrage started asking: 【You two didn’t end up together?】
Barrage: 【What happened after?】
Barrage: 【Do you still have contact?】
Barrage: 【She isn’t your first love, is she?】
“My first kiss was gone in kindergarten, okay? First love?”
But Yu Yan did carefully recall what happened later: “We didn’t get together. At the time I didn’t have those kinds of feelings for her at all—I just thought she was good-looking. She didn’t have feelings for me either, just treated me like an annoying pest. Later she transferred schools, and we lost contact. The relationship was pretty fragile.”
Chatting about fun stories from her student days, someone in the barrage said youth was beautiful. Yu Yan also thought youth was beautiful. Before transmigrating to 2025, she’d never felt like her youth had left. She was young and beautiful, infinitely wonderful—then suddenly plunged into an abyss, suddenly three years older! She hadn’t even properly experienced her twenties.
What a loss.
“But things have changed now.” Yu Yan suddenly sighed, pretending to be melancholy: “I’ve already lost my youthful appearance and become a divorced, decadent, dead-eyed, depressed woman who only wants to be kept by a rich lady and skip to success. My youth is so far away from me now.”
Barrage surprised: 【The streamer is divorced?】
Barrage: 【The streamer said she was a high schooler?】
Barrage: 【How old is the streamer?】
Yu Yan: “Just kidding, how could I still be a high schooler?”
She was actually quite proud: “I am divorced though. From a woman. A super beautiful woman.”
Barrage: 【For real?】
Barrage: 【How beautiful is super beautiful?】
Barrage: 【Curious】
Barrage: 【Why did you divorce?】
Barrage: 【There’s a story?】
Barrage: 【Ears.jpg】
You had to admit, when it came to being a streamer, Yu Yan really had talent. She was eloquent, with all kinds of twisted logic, strange thinking, and unexpected vocabulary coming out of her mouth—both funny and abstract8.
Before she knew it, the livestream had broken a thousand viewers. Almost everyone was curious about Yu Yan’s ex-wife. The barrage kept scrolling nonstop, and Yu Yan couldn’t skip it even if she wanted to.
“My ex-wife…” Yu Yan suddenly felt wistful. She hesitated for a moment and said: “She’s just very beautiful…”
“She’s ten years older than me. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. She’s especially gentle.”
How to put it? Yu Yan had no memory of these three years of marriage. Aside from the first two times they met as enemies without a word, Yu Yan’s memory was full of what Fu Yunqing looked like when they first met three years ago.
She remembered every detail of those months with Fu Yunqing. Fu Yunqing treated her incredibly well. Yu Yan liked her desperately. At many moments, Yu Yan was so infatuated that she even biasedly thought she was the most beautiful, gentlest woman in the whole world.
It wasn’t like she’d never had moments in her arms where she thought, just being with her like this wouldn’t be so bad.
Such a good Fu-jiejie, such a heaven-sent match—how did it become like this today?
Yu Yan lowered her eyes and slowly added: “She spoiled me. She was so good. She was the best in the whole world, better than every woman I’ve ever met. I liked her the most. Being with her, I was so, so happy…”
Yu Yan sighed and said in frustration: “I miss her so much.”
The author has something to say:
She’s the one who really misses you.
PS: The meme comes from the internet.
Footnotes
- 'Juǎnyǎng' (keeping/raising) literally means 'to keep and raise animals' but is used metaphorically for financial dependency in relationships, where one person provides for another in exchange for companionship or romance.
- 'Jī wèi' (lesbian flavor/vibes) refers to having the subtle aura or energy that suggests someone is interested in women.
- '1' refers to the 'top' role in a lesbian relationship. '1 wèi' means having the aura or energy of being dominant, protective, and in control.
- 'Lāla' is a common Chinese slang term for lesbian.
- 'Fùpó' (rich lady) is Chinese internet slang for a wealthy woman, often used in the context of lesbian relationships to refer to a financially successful partner who might 'keep' or support someone.
- 'Fàxiǎo' (childhood friend) literally translates to 'hair-small', referring to a friend one has grown up with since the days they were toddlers with barely any hair.
- 'Tiǎngǒu' (licking dog) is Chinese internet slang for a 'simp'—someone who degrades themselves pursuing someone who doesn't reciprocate their feelings.
- 'Gǎo chōuxiàng' (doing abstract) refers to a style of Chinese internet humor that is surreal, absurd, or deliberately nonsensical, often subverting expectations through bizarre or ironic comedy.
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