Chapter 7: Going Back Together
Yuan Xiaoling’s eyes lit up: “You can let me go?”
Her sapphire-blue eyes were sparkling, reminding Bai Ling of the tangy taste of lemons.
So cute… but she has a heart of steel.
“Letting you go is impossible, Yuan Xiaoling. Freedom always comes with limitations and costs.”
Upon hearing this, Yuan Xiaoling seemed to understand: “What do you want me to do?”
Bai Ling smirked: “Pretty clever, aren’t you?”
Yuan Xiaoling thought to herself, ‘Of course! I was just pretending to be dumb earlier; you didn’t actually think I was stupid, did you?’
Unconsciously, she perked up her Dabeitù.
“Want more? We’ll see next time,” Bai Ling shifted her gaze away from the snowy area, “I don’t have all day to waste on you.”
Yuan Xiaoling froze for a moment before quietly muttering, cheeks red: “I was just being proud…”
Old habits die hard; even as a man in her past life, she’d held her head high.
Thinking for a bit, she asked: “What exactly do you want me to do?”
Bai Ling countered: “What do you think someone like you should do given our current roles?”
“What are those roles?” Yuan Xiaoling blinked innocently.
The adorable little face exuded innocence, as if she truly had no idea.
She really didn’t know, but Bai Ling wasn’t sure whether it was genuine or not.
“If you keep pretending, I’ll block your consciousness for three hours,” sighed the White-haired Maiden, “then suddenly release it.”
While Water Dragon LORD could heal physical wounds, three hours of accumulated ecstasy exploding at once would render even the strongest recovery powers useless.
And instead of Water Dragon LORD, maybe QQ Group Dragon LORD would be better suited here.
Yuan Xiaoling shivered involuntarily.
That kind of thing was absolutely unacceptable! What to do, what to do… Oh right, the system gave some info earlier, let’s check the records.
[You’re a second-year student at Tianhai University majoring in broadcasting, currently on May Day holiday.]
[Bai Ling is a first-year student in the Physical Education Department, also on break.]
[At this point in time, Spirit Energy Awakeners are still few, and educational institutions continue to operate normally.]
“Hmm, that… Are we classmates?” Yuan Xiaoling tentatively asked, almost saying ‘younger sister’ but catching herself to avoid provoking any reaction to the word ‘small.’
Last night calling her ‘tiny’ led to an eight-hour punishment, so one ‘small’ probably equates to four hours.
Bai Ling didn’t catch onto the blonde girl’s thoughts, assuming it was nervousness-induced.
“You’re correct. Now the question is, as classmates, what should you do?” She questioned.
Yuan Xiaoling swallowed hard, lowering her gaze: “What would you like me to do?”
Very obedient.
Lingling didn’t want another punishment nor wanted to experience any time-stop series.
Bai Ling smiled faintly, extending her hand: “In that case, you wouldn’t refuse an invitation to a classmate’s home, would you?”
“That works, but…” Yuan Xiaoling patted her smooth, soft tummy, “Can I eat first?”
Ten minutes later, the blonde girl put down her lunch box and leaned back in the chair.
“Phew, comfortable.”
Even though it was just simple green pepper and pork fried rice, the flavor was good, clean, and hygienic.
Since her rebirth, Yuan Xiaoling felt alive again for the first time.
As she ate, Bai Ling sat nearby watching her silently.
“Who would’ve thought a miss like you could enjoy such simple food.”
Yuan Xiaoling paused slightly: “I think it tastes great, and… I’m not some particularly noble young lady anyway.”
She reviewed the intel provided by the system—though the Yuan family was considered one of the prestigious clans, she wasn’t their most treasured princess; merely a secondary offspring.
Bai Ling just snorted without responding.
In her previous life, there was a night when she returned to school famished, only to find the cafeteria’s rice and dishes already cold. She had to ask the chef to reheat them for her.
Coincidentally, the Blonde Busty Girl walked by and mocked her immediately:
‘Late-night fried rice, couldn’t get warm food, huh? So pitiful, Minnow~’
And now, here she was, eating it with relish.
Shaking off the memory, Bai Ling stood up: “If you’re full, let’s go.”
“Alright, just let me drink some water, gulp gulp.”
The two girls exited Building No.2 and headed towards the neighborhood exit.
The afternoon was lazy and sleepy, with hardly anyone wandering around the compound. Only the grandpa cooling off in the security booth looked astonished at how such beautiful young ladies had arrived.
The temporary residence where Bai Ling stayed belonged to a distant relative through several connections—a certain Uncle Zhang Shengkang and Auntie Huang Ling, who had a daughter named Zhang Shanshan also studying in the second year at Tianhai University. A quick glance at her photo revealed… well, average. Nothing else mattered then.
During the subway ride, Yuan Xiaoling checked some system information. With Bai Ling sitting beside her, she refrained from delving too deeply into specifics to avoid betraying any emotional changes.
But in reality, Bai Ling had no time to care. Watching the peaceful afternoon subway station, the white-haired maiden was lost in deep thought.
At this point in time, Spiritual Energy Manipulators weren’t numerous or powerful enough yet, so society remained largely unchanged from before. However, within a few years, everything would change drastically.
Take the subway, for instance—if someone entered the control room or power chamber, a Third-tier Spirit Energy Manipulator could cause significant damage. By then, only a few key main lines would remain operational under heavy military guard while other subways would cease functioning altogether.
How inconvenient.
Closing her eyes, Bai Ling pretended to nap amidst the subway’s whistling sounds. After last night’s eight hours and this morning’s two-and-a-half, she was somewhat tired too.
Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the station.
Bai Ling walked ahead, Yuan Xiaoling trailing behind silently, neither daring to speak nor ask questions.
Be cautious; one wrong word might bring forth some mugwort.
The relative’s house wasn’t bad—a pretty little villa with a woman in the yard collecting clothes, who noticed them out of the corner of her eye.
“Bai Ling, you’re finally back! Can you help Auntie…” Her voice trailed off as she spotted the overly stunning Blonde Busty Girl.
“Huang Auntie, this is my classmate,” Bai Ling said indifferently, “She came to visit me during the holidays.”
Yuan Xiaoling behaved politely and calmly: “Hello.”
Huang Ling’s face flashed with a mix of resentment, blame, and disdain but quickly regained its cheerful facade: “Oh, welcome, welcome, Xiao Ling’s classmate.”
To ordinary people, these fleeting emotions passed unnoticed, but with enhanced spiritual perception, Yuan Xiaoling clearly understood her meaning.
“How dare she stay out all night and then bring strangers home” → “Wild girl, no manners” → “Young age with such a big chest, dressed so prettily, definitely not a good girl” → “No wonder she hangs out with wild girls”… Hmm, roughly along those lines.
Speaking of which, even someone like her could read between the lines; with perception abilities several times stronger than hers, Bai Ling must have seen it too.
Yuan Xiaoling sneakily glanced at the girl beside her but saw her expression remain indifferent.
Just then, a voice called from the doorway: “Mom! Where’s the dress I wanted to wear? Hand it over first!”
