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The full moon shyly hid behind the clouds, and from afar, a faint sound of a whistle could be heard. Suddenly, a shower started, gently tapping on the vast river surface, stirring up ripples. Inside a room on the cruise, the soft and gentle sighs and low moans gradually subsided.
After a while, in the quiet night, the rustling sounds were heard again.
Xiao Wanqing’s body was covered in traces of intimate embarrassment, her sweat already soaking her forehead and eyelashes. Her eyes, naturally gentle, now seemed to hold a spring of water, becoming even more charming and alluring. She was indeed exhausted, her throat dry and hoarse, her body so sore and weak she could hardly lift herself, yet she insisted on taking a shower and getting dressed before going to sleep.
However, the moment her legs stubbornly touched the ground, she realized she was trembling, feeling as if her waist and legs didn’t belong to her.
Lin Xian, with eyes full of affection, embraced her from behind, then swiftly got out of bed and picked up her entire world. Her arms and shoulders, after a long period of activity, were also incredibly sore and painful, but she bore the pain, step by step steadily taking her Xiao Panpan to the shower.
Xiao Wanqing, with her arms hooked around Lin Xian’s neck, bit her lip slightly and gazed at her, her eyes filled with unmeltable tenderness. It was a mix of a little shyness, a touch of annoyance, and a lot of charm and grace.
Lin Xian’s passion was ignited again, but remembering Xiao Wanqing’s husky whisper and the soft and pitiful “it hurts…” during their moment of confusion and affection, she forcefully restrained herself.
She bowed her head to kiss her lover, sincerely apologizing, “I’m sorry, Panpan, was I too unrestrained?”
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wanqing chuckled softly, almost imperceptibly, making Lin Xian’s heart melt. The next second, without responding to Lin Xian’s question, she hugged Lin Xian’s neck even tighter, their skin pressing closely together. Her gentle kiss moved from Lin Xian’s jaw to her ear.
The woman’s hoarse and enchanting voice murmured her true feelings, “Xianxian, I am willing. I really like it.”
Lin Xian’s blood seemed to boil in an instant. She couldn’t help but kiss Xiao Wanqing’s forehead down to Xiao Wanqing’s somewhat swollen lips, overwhelmed by emotion, she suddenly choked up and said, “I love you. Xiao Panpan, I really, really love you.”
A radiant smile bloomed at the corners of Xiao Wanqing’s mouth. She pecked Lin Xian’s thin lips and replied, “I know. Lin Xian, me too.”
In reality, she wanted to say “I love you.” However, the word “love” encompasses so much more than simply a confession—it’s a promise. She had passed the age where one could easily utter this word to their lover.
Actions speak louder than words.
All the love she had for Lin Xian was already fully shown in every silent action and gesture.
How could Lin Xian not know what kind of person her Xiao Panpan was? If not for loving herself deeply, how could she entrust herself to her so completely, to take and ask freely?
“I know too.” In fact, as long as Xiao Wanqing and she loved each other, these things were not necessarily immediate for Lin Xian. If Xiao Wanqing was unwilling, she could restrain herself. But after their intimacy, she could feel that their hearts seemed even closer.
From now on, she would never doubt Xiao Wanqing’s feelings for her with such an inferiority complex as before.
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Her Xiao Panpan, clearly loved her very much too.
Outside the window, the storm gradually ceased, and the night slowly returned to tranquility. On the large bed made by pushing two double beds together, Xiao Wanqing and Lin Xian occupied only a small corner, embracing each other intimately as they slept. Xiao Wanqing snuggled peacefully in Lin Xian’s arms, like a tired little kitten that had fallen asleep.
Xiao Wanqing’s biological clock was rarely disrupted until she was awakened by Lin Xian around 9 in the morning, nearing ten.
The main culprit, Lin Xian, sat by the bed, holding breakfast in her hand, and looked tenderly at Xiao Wanqing, who was unusually dazed and cute. She softened her voice to coax her, “How about getting up to eat something? If you’re still sleepy after eating, we can continue to sleep.” She actually couldn’t bear to wake up Xiao Wanqing, who was sleeping soundly, but habitual practices and concepts, as well as her own past experience of landing in the hospital for skipping breakfast, made her eventually still worried.
Xiao Wanqing looked at Lin Xian’s face, which made her heart flutter, and gradually woke up. Memories of last night’s fiery and embarrassing moments flashed through her mind. Xiao Wanqing’s eyes softened with shyness.
Lin Xian couldn’t help but show affection and pecked her again.
Xiao Wanqing’s lips curved slightly, and she propped up her weary body to sit up, blinking, and replied, “Okay.” She paused, then asked with concern, “What time is it? What about the morning schedule?” Her voice retained its usual clarity but was slightly hoarse.
Lin Xian placed the breakfast on the bedside table and walked towards the bathroom while answering, “It started raining in the latter half of the night and it’s still raining outside. The crew notified us that due to the weather, it’s inconvenient to dock, so the morning schedule is canceled. We will be heading directly to the next destination, should arrive around two or three in the afternoon.” As she spoke, she squeezed the toothpaste and filled the cup with water before coming back out.
It looked like she intended to assist Xiao Wanqing with washing up in bed.
Xiao Wanqing felt embarrassed. She quickly flipped the covers off and got out of bed, feeling a momentary stiffness in her legs as if remnants of last night’s shame lingered. The next moment, she naturally strode forward, meeting Lin Xian’s approaching figure with a smile, taking the items from Lin Xian, “I can do it myself.”
“No, let me help you.” Lin Xian, holding the toothbrush, stood behind Xiao Wanqing, watching her through the mirror with a sticky sweet voice.
Left with no choice, Xiao Wanqing awkwardly managed to cover her face in foam. It was a bit of a mess, but seeing Lin Xian’s reflection in the mirror, smiling with eyes so joyful and seemingly satisfied, her heart melted.
“Next time, I’ll perform even better,” the girl promised with a sly double entendre, lovingly caressing Xiao Wanqing’s slender waist and vowing earnestly.
Xiao Wanqing, feeling mischievous, rubbed the foam on her face onto Lin Xian’s small face, chuckling softly without saying a word, silently consenting.
After breakfast, the two cuddled on the lounge chairs of the room’s attached viewing balcony, listening to the rain. Xiao Wanqing, unable to put it down, flipped through the handmade map she hadn’t had the chance to look at closely yesterday. She pointed at small scenes, asking Lin Xian to explain them to her.
Seeing Xiao Wanqing’s delighted expression, Lin Xian felt a sweet warmth in her heart. Without hesitation, she generously, patiently, and vividly sorted through her emotional journey for Xiao Wanqing.
Listening to Lin Xian describe how she cunningly set traps that unwittingly lured Xiao Wanqing deeper and deeper, listening to her talk about her heartbreak each time she was pushed away, listening to her recount the joys, angers, sorrows, and pleasures she had experienced along the way, all of which were deeply tied to Xiao Wanqing, Xiao Wanqing’s heart felt both sour and sweet.
“Lin Xian, thank you,” Xiao Wanqing sincerely expressed her gratitude. Thank you for loving me so much; thank you for giving me a new lease on life.
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Lin Xian’s eyes curved in a smile, not taking credit as she shook her head gently and softly said, “It’s me who should thank you.”
She kissed Xiao Wanqing’s forehead with affection and devotion, adding, “Xiao Panpan, thank you for daring to love me.”
Xiao Wanqing was deeply moved.
Unable to help herself, she reached out to embrace Lin Xian, making a promise in her heart: Lin Xian, I promise you. I’m willing to be brave for you, to be even braver.
With the last of her solitary courage, she wanted to seriously contend with fate once more.
In the midst of this affectionate gaze, Xiao Wanqing slightly narrowed her eyes, suppressing the heavy emotions in her heart, and curved her lips into a smile, suddenly asking with curiosity, “So, Xianxian, how do you know my nickname Panpan?”
The topic changed so abruptly that Lin Xian’s emotions hadn’t caught up yet. She paused for a moment, then spread her lips wide to reveal her pearly white teeth, saying slyly and proudly, “Guess?”
“I won’t guess,” Xiao Wanqing retorted with a rare childish sulkiness and a hint of coy anger. “Xianxian, from yesterday to today, you’ve kept many secrets.”
Lin Xian’s heart nearly melted. She quickly complied by explaining the situation and eagerly yet unsatisfyingly begged Xiao Wanqing to tell her in person about the story behind the nickname change.
Actually, Lin Xian had a bit of a test in mind. She knew that Xiao Wanqing was extremely private about her past and her parents. But some obstacles can only be overcome by confronting them directly. She didn’t want Xiao Wanqing to spend her life running away from her issues. Moreover, Lin Xian had a vague intuition that Xiao Wanqing’s issue might pose a risk to their future.
Fortunately, Xiao Wanqing paused for a few seconds but then smiled slightly and began to recall her past without holding back. While talking about her parents, her smile turned somewhat bitter, but Xiao Wanqing remained composed. Lin Xian couldn’t help but give her an encouraging kiss.
In the following days, during the daytime, Lin Xian and Xiao Wanqing enjoyed the beautiful landscapes they encountered along the way. With a DSLR camera hanging around her neck, Lin Xian, holding hands with Xiao Wanqing, would sometimes lag a few steps behind to capture the perfect shot, acting diligently as Xiao Wanqing’s personal photographer. At night, Lin Xian would ask for her “daytime rewards” by exploring Xiao Wanqing’s beauty as they had explored the landscapes.
Lin Xian, utterly satisfied, seemed to have a Teddy bear’s spirit, becoming more adept with each passing day. However, Xiao Wanqing couldn’t quite keep up with the younger person’s energy. Moreover, Xiao Wanqing was concerned that being too physically intimate too often might not be good for Lin Xian’s health.
She found an opportunity and tactfully discussed with Lin Xian that once they returned home, with daytime classes consuming most of their energy — after all, there’s only so much energy to go around — she would need to focus more on studying. They could perhaps let loose a bit only on the weekends.
Lin Xian instantly became sullen, tears welled up in her eyes, resembling someone pitiful whose candy was snatched away right from their mouth. Xiao Wanqing’s heart softened again, and she had no choice but to concede.
She consoled herself thinking, once Lin Xian’s novelty wears off, things should return to normal.
Just two days into their journey, the storage space on the DSLR was already running out. Lin Xian had to back up the photos on the memory card to the cloud. She created two albums, one solely for landscapes and another featuring both her and Xiao Wanqing. The one with personal photos, she protected with a password.
Maybe because they were in an unfamiliar environment where nobody knew them, Xiao Wanqing became much more open. During their free time, they encountered another same-sex couple. It seemed as if there was a special aura around them, and with just one glance, they recognized each other. The others introduced themselves first, then asked for Lin Xian’s name. Hesitantly, Lin Xian looked at Xiao Wanqing, seeking her opinion, and to her surprise, Xiao Wanqing openly acknowledged their relationship, delighting Lin Xian.
The couple praised them for being a lovely and visually compatible pair, wishing them well. It was the first time they openly showed themselves as a couple under the blue sky and received blessings from strangers. Lin Xian glanced shyly at her Xiao Panpan, noticing that she, just like Lin Xian, had a bashful yet openly joyful smile, resembling a little girl.
Later, with each other’s help, Lin Xian and Xiao Wanqing managed to take a few precious photos together that were slightly romantic and intimate. Lin Xian adored them, constantly talking about getting them developed to place by their bedside when they returned home.
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On the eve of their trip back, Xiao Wanqing informed Lin Xian that Wen Tong would be coming to pick them up at the airport tomorrow, and she also told Lin Xian that she had already shared the nature of their relationship with Wen Tong.
Learning that Xiao Wanqing had actually told Wen Tong, Lin Xian was ecstatic. Without a doubt, this was a huge recognition of her relationship with Xiao Wanqing. But deep down, she still harbored some reservations about Wen Tong.
The enemy is in the dark; I am in the light.
Xiao Panpan was oblivious to everything, considering Aunt Wen merely a good friend. But what Aunt Wen truly thought about Xiao Panpan, nobody knew. Thinking about how close Wen Tong and Xiao Wanqing were, Lin Xian actually felt a bit jealous.
Feelings, regardless of their outcome, are a matter personal to those involved. Outsiders have no right to share them on someone else’s behalf. Lin Xian respects Wen Tong and would never go against Wen Tong’s wishes by revealing her feelings now that the dust has settled. Moreover, Wen Tong is Xiao Wanqing’s only best friend. Lin Xian couldn’t possibly breach that trust, risking Xiao Wanqing’s loss of a trusted and dependable friend.
At night, when Lin Xian and Xiao Wanqing shared an intimate moment, emotions ran high, leading Lin Xian to let her guard down. Gazing at Xiao Panpan’s snow-white neck, she suddenly got a naughty idea and played a mischievous trick.
LP: Calm down, Lin Xian! (⁄ ⁄•⁄Д⁄•⁄ ⁄)
