The Hand of Confession – Chapter 81

Volume 3: Days of Working at the Manor

Deep Sisterly Affection

Can’t her good sister have other good sisters too?

Shen Maomao: “I just remembered I left the water tap running in my dorm room, so I’ll leave first, bye-bye, no need to see me off.” After saying this, she darted into the white light.

Before leaving, she looked back at Lou Jingmo.

Lou Jingmo wasn’t looking at her, but rather tilted her head slightly, staring at a point to the side, her eyelashes casting a gray shadow on the side of her face, her crimson lips pressed into a downward curve, looking like she wasn’t in a good mood…

Shen Maomao opened her mouth, just about to say something, when a huge suction force came from the exit, directly pulling her in.

After the sky spinning and earth turning [a spell of dizziness], she opened her eyes again and saw the warm yellow light of her dorm room.

She was back.

Time had stayed at the second before she entered the game, her hand was holding a bag of chips ready to open, her phone lay across the small table in front of her, playing a recently popular variety show…

Actually, she couldn’t quite remember what this show was about, but to avoid raising her roommate’s suspicions, she went ahead and opened the chip bag, took out a piece and munched on it with a “crunch crunch” sound.

What was up with Sister Lou?

From the second half of the game, she hadn’t been herself, not actively looking for clues, not participating in any game progress, her whole person had an exhausted appearance.

Did she discover something? Or was something wrong?

It was only then that she realized she didn’t understand anything about Lou Jingmo.

Except for Lou Jingmo’s name and occupation, she knew nothing about anything else. She didn’t know which city Lou Jingmo was from, didn’t know about Lou Jingmo’s family situation, didn’t know where she lived long-term… In short, she knew nothing about Lou Jingmo, yet Lou Jingmo seemed to understand her very well.

Shen Maomao crunched the chips in her mouth with a “ka-cha” sound, chewing unconsciously.

She really was an unqualified licking dog!

Next time she meets Lou Jingmo, she must ask about everything clearly!

“What are you looking at, Maomao?” Ren Yue from the other bed leaned over, reaching across the table to grab her chips.

Shen Maomao was startled, reflexively leaned backward, and instantly kicked over the table, spilling chips all over the bed.

“What’s wrong with you?” Ren Yue asked with furrowed brows.

Usually, she and Shen Maomao didn’t distinguish between yours and mine, whoever had snacks would share with the other, so she had just reached out directly, but didn’t expect Shen Maomao to have such a big reaction, as if they had become strangers in just half a day…

Shen Maomao frantically cleaned the bed, quickly countering: “I was spacing out, and you suddenly came over and scared me!”

At the same time, she secretly cursed the trash game in her heart, for making a copy to chase and kill her, causing her to have psychological trauma from Ren Yue’s face.

Ren Yue climbed onto her bed, helping her clean up the fragments, removing the dirty bedsheet, while saying to her: “What were you thinking about so seriously?”

Shen Maomao said: “I was thinking about my idol’s new book plot, otherwise I wouldn’t have been so jumpy just now.”

Ren Yue knew that Author Shu Kuang [literally: “Distant and Wild”] wrote mystery novels, so she assumed Shen Maomao was imagining some horror plot, and said with relief: “Alright, I’ll wash the bedsheet for you, you go play by yourself.”

Saying this, she took the pulled-off bedsheet and got off the bed.

Shen Maomao showed no sign of embarrassment, her eyes sparkling as she said: “Thanks, sister!”

Ren Yue said: “When I call you later, come over to wring out the water, got it?”

Shen Maomao gave her a salute: “Roger that!”

After Ren Yue left, she picked up her phone and opened the chat app.

Lou Jingmo hadn’t sent her any messages, their most recent chat record was Shen Maomao’s “good morning” sent this morning, which still hadn’t received a reply.

Shen Maomao stared at Lou Jingmo’s profile picture, lost in thought.

Lou Jingmo’s profile picture was an image of water and sky merging into one color, the sky crystal clear blue, the water surface calm and peaceful, reflecting the sky like a mirror; Shen Maomao’s own was a pink anime loli [young anime girl] head…

The two had completely different personalities and liked different things – could people like them become good sisters?

Although that’s what she was thinking in her head, she still opened the chat box and typed out a line with rapid clicks: 【Goddess, did you get home safely?】

After typing it, she thought it didn’t seem right, so she deleted it and typed again: 【Sister Lou, you’re not plotting to assassinate me, are you?】

Delete delete delete.

Lou Jingmo wouldn’t kill her at all, killing her would be like killing her own second life!

If she wrote that, what if Sister Lou misunderstood that she was taking things too seriously!

Shen Maomao hadn’t realized her mindset was like a girl who just started dating, agonizing over it for a while, and finally only sent 【Sister Lou, are you there? When are we going into the next game?】, feeling a bit of regret after sending it, but by then Ren Yue was calling her from the bathroom, so she could only put down her phone and run over.

After wringing out and hanging up the bedsheet, she crawled back to bed and glanced at her phone again, the message count was 0, Lou Jingmo hadn’t replied to her.

She couldn’t help feeling a bit disappointed, so she simply tossed her phone on the bedhead to charge and closed her eyes to prepare for sleep.

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After a morning of classes, Shen Maomao carried her books and walked out of the classroom with Ren Yue, discussing what to eat for lunch while going down the stairs. Just as they reached the school gate, she noticed a crowd of people whispering around a car not far away, saying things like “I know this brand, Aston Martin!” “Such a rich person!” “This one must cost about 3 million?”

Someone was trying to get friendly with the car owner, who was leaning against the car wearing sunglasses with a “I’m so cool” look: “Handsome, are you from our school? Or are you here to find someone? Who are you looking for? I know quite a lot of people!”

Ren Yue also took a curious look and criticized: “Who is this, showing off by driving a sports car to our school gate, aren’t they afraid the car will get scratched?”

Shen Maomao looked at the car owner’s flashy little golden hair and had a bad feeling in her heart.

Sure enough, the next second, the car owner saw her and waved flamboyantly, shouting: “Sister Rabbit! Over here!”

The circle of onlookers looked at each other, trying to figure out who was the “Sister Rabbit” who knew this rich person.

Shen Maomao covered her face.

Ren Yue showed a suspicious look: “Maomao? Your friend?”

The blonde pushed through the crowd and rushed over: “Sister Rabbit! We came to find you!”

This “we” was used very cleverly – as soon as he said it, Shen Maomao knew Lou Jingmo had come too. Her heart instantly grew grass [restless], continuously peeking at the sports car’s reflective glass.

Ren Yue asked: “This is—”

Shen Maomao said: “We’re internet friends, just call him Little Gold.”

Golden Retriever: “How many times have I said, my name is Liao Shi, not Golden Retriever!”

Shen Maomao laughed: “Gold is easier to remember.”

Ren Yue didn’t know when Shen Maomao had made such a friend, and said with some surprise: “How come I’ve never heard you mention him before?”

“We just met recently, haven’t had a chance to mention it!” She gave Ren Yue an apologetic expression, “I probably can’t have lunch with you today, just order takeout for yourself.”

Ren Yue had no other opinions, nodded and left by herself.

Shen Maomao followed Golden Retriever and opened the car door under everyone’s gaze, successfully making eye contact with Lou Jingmo who was sitting in the back seat.

She exclaimed with delight: “Sister Lou!”

Lou Jingmo nodded: “Let’s go.”

She hurriedly got in and closed the car door, while Golden Retriever respectfully went to the driver’s seat to be the chauffeur.

In the roar of the sports car’s engine, Shen Maomao couldn’t help sighing: “If it weren’t for you, Brother Gold, I probably wouldn’t get to ride in a sports car in my whole life.”

Golden Retriever: “…No, no, no, Sister Rabbit, don’t mess with me.”

Shen Maomao puffed up her cheeks and pouted: “Is my image in your heart that bad?!”

Golden Retriever: “No, no, in my heart, you’re only slightly below Sister Xiaolou, probably second place.”

Shen Maomao: “…”

Oh no, she’d met her match – Golden Retriever’s skill at horse patting [flattery] was almost catching up to hers!

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“By the way, how did you recognize me?” After arriving at the hotel suite Golden Retriever had booked, Shen Maomao couldn’t help asking this question.

In the two worlds she had spent with Golden Retriever, she had worn Ren Yue’s face, logically speaking, Golden Retriever should have thought Ren Yue was “Rabbit.”

Lou Jingmo walked straight to the sofa, sat down gracefully, and said lightly: “I told him.”

Shen Maomao gave a backward thumbs up: “Sister Lou is truly wise and mighty!”

Lou Jingmo: “…”

She helplessly curved her lips and pointed to the opposite sofa: “Sit down, let’s summarize the matters related to the last instance.”

The two younger ones sat down obediently, like elementary school students waiting for the teacher’s questions.

Lou Jingmo said: “Before entering the instance, I was already with Golden Retriever, and after coming out we immediately came to find you without stopping.”

Shen Maomao pointed at herself, showing confusion: “Me? Couldn’t we communicate by phone? Why didn’t you all get some proper rest so late at night?”

Lou Jingmo: “Your situation is more dangerous. I thought about it after going back, you seem to have been targeted in the last instance.”

Shen Maomao became even more confused: “Huh? Why target me? On what grounds target me?!”

Besides, they were able to leave the instance unharmed all thanks to her stabilizing the mini-boss Kris. If this counted as being targeted, wouldn’t the others have been targeted so badly they couldn’t even lift their heads?

Lou Jingmo: “Do you remember Kris saying you were very similar to Vivian?”

Shen Maomao nodded.

Those sisters’ feelings were really moving – Vivian only had a head left, yet Kris wasn’t scared of her at all, and because she had some personality similarities with Vivian, Kris couldn’t bring herself to harm her…

Lou Jingmo: “The danger you encountered on the first night was also because of this. Later, you all must have seen Vivian in the banquet hall. If I haven’t guessed wrong, this Vivian probably very much wanted to kill you.”

Shen Maomao: “??”

“She was jealous of Kris’s preferential treatment towards you, and you two were so similar – if Kris would like Vivian, naturally she would also have good feelings towards you…”

Shen Maomao still didn’t understand: “Then Vivian is too domineering, can’t her good sister have other good sisters?!”

As soon as these words came out, both Golden Retriever and Lou Jingmo’s expressions became somewhat strange.

Shen Maomao was left confused by their reactions: “What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?”

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LP: Lmao, doesn’t Maomao knows she’s bent?!

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