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Rperson_add

May 16, 2023 at 10:39 PM

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Anonymousperson_add

May 17, 2023 at 12:08 AM

god why a love triangle

Anonymousperson_add

July 16, 2023 at 12:01 PM

Before LZQ is vocal that she can’t have relationship with QY but QY is still clingy.Now, LZQ is chasing, QY is playing hard to get. Seriouly, too much push and pull.

Anonymousperson_add

January 27, 2024 at 5:13 PM

Thankful I read the other story first

<h2 style="text-align: left;">Chapter 83: I Cannot Lose You</h2>Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255This translation was originally posted on https://love4baihe blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too. There was light in Qi Yan's eyes, and fire was burning in the light, which was obviously a subconscious reaction of a person. It's not fake. She was looking at Jiang Yu, and Lu Zhiqiao was looking at her. It seems to confirm her previous conjecture that Jiang Yu is so outstanding and charming, nobody can dislike her. More so, she is a first love, someone unforgettable. Once they reunite, it is inevitable to evoke and easily rekindle past emotions. Having loved each other, knowing each other's roots and understanding each other. These are enough to suffocate her. The confidence that Lu Zhiqiao had built up in herself collapsed suddenly, and her whole body was shattered. Her eyes turned a little sore, blurred for a moment, but then she restrained herself again. The stage lights are gorgeous, the hazy purple implies an ambiguous atmosphere, and the music drums become more and more cheerful. In the second half of the show, Lu Zhiqiao watched absent-mindedly. Every model who walked past her looked like Jiang Yu. She didn't dare to follow the steps of the models. She was afraid that if she moved to the end, she would see Qi Yan talking to others with a bright smile on display. She thought again, why can't Qi Yan smile at others? Isn't she caring too much? Where does the right and qualifications come from? In a matter of seconds, she was knocked back to her former state of affliction. At half past nine, the show ended and the audience left one after another. Jiang Yu changed her clothes and came out, and walked her way with two designer friends and partners. Lu Zhiqiao was like a clockwork machine, her gears turned, and immediately threw away all emotions, showed professionalism and greeted her generously. The three parties greeted each other and sent the media away first. The scene is in good order, and all the staff are finishing work, because there will be a dress show tomorrow, the equipment does not need to be moved in a large area, and they can go back to rest after doing some simple cleaning. Qi Yan stood in front of the tripod and fiddled with her camera, checking if there were any missed shots. Every time she looked at a picture, the smile on her face deepened, and her eyes were full of obsession. Lu Zhiqiao walked by, couldn't help but glance at her, but saw a silly smile on her face, and her heart sank more and more. "Tomorrow morning we'll have our second rehearsal, Ms. Lu can take a walk around the island, the scenery here is nice." Jiang Yu said as she walked beside her, her eyes glanced over Qi Yan's side inadvertently, and then she turned back quickly, with a calm expression. The two walked slowly outside the site. Lu Zhiqiao smiled and was about to speak, when there was a sudden "dong" sound from behind, as if something had been hit, she was startled, and subconsciously turned around. Seeing the tripod, Qi Yan arched her waist, frowned, and rubbed her back with her backhand, with a painful expression on her face. Behind her, three men stood there carrying a metal column, bewildered. "What's going on?" Jiang Yu reacted very quickly, and rushed over to support Qi Yan, "Where were you hit?" She was wearing high heels, a full head taller than Qi Yan, with her long arms wrapped around her, her posture was like holding someone in her arms, intimate, snug, and protective Qi Yan subconsciously held her arm for support, her back hurts a little from the impact, feeling a little weak. Half of her body was leaning against her. The scene became more and more ambiguous. Lu Zhiqiao looked at them, her head buzzed, her legs remained still as if filled with lead. "Hiss..." Qi Yan frowned, rubbed herself, and whispered, "It's okay." She was checking the film when her back bumped so hard that she almost fell to the ground with the camera. She subconsciously wanted to protect the camera, so she tried her best to stand still, holding the camera and tripod firmly, fortunately. Those three people were local workers who were responsible for lifting the field equipment. The column was a bit long, and it blocked their view when they lifted it up. They didn't notice that there was someone in front of them, and accidentally bumped into Qi Yan. Unfortunately, the audience seat is also a staircase downhill, due to inertia, the force cannot be retracted, and the collision could be quite severe. Jiang Yu's face turned sullen, but it's hard to get angry in public, so she could only say in a cold voice: "The front has not been closed yet, you should go to the left passage first." The three nodded, lifted the cylinder and turned around, one of them didn't pay attention, and almost bumped into the person next to him. She became more annoyed. Jiang Yu lowered her eyes to look at Qi Yan's back, moved the hand on her shoulder to the back, and massaged it for her, "Leave this to someone else, I'll take you to the hospital." "It's okay, no need." Qi Yan shook her head, held her for support, rubbed twice and felt better. "Don't be brave." "No need, you are busy with your work." Their tone couldn't help but be familiar. Although she frowned and pretended to be impatient, to others, they seemed to be flirting. Lu Zhiqiao's eyes dimmed, and she walked over calmly, "What's wrong?" Hearing the sound, Qi Yan was startled, raised her head, let go of Jiang Yu's hand in a flash, held the camera, moved a step to the side, and turned her eyes to look at the film. Jiang Yu's arms froze mid-air, and she lowered them naturally, then turned her head and smiled at Lu Zhiqiao: "It's okay, the workers are frizzy." She turned around and continued to walk forward, "I'll take Ms. Lu back to the hotel to rest." Lu Zhiqiao also smiled, turned around as if nothing had happened, and walked out with her. The tide rises at night, and the sea water beats the wet mud on the beach, sending gusts of salty wind. Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255This translation is originally posted on https://love4baihe blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too. After returning to the hotel and closing the door of the room, Lu Zhiqiao slumped down like a deflated ball. She called Shu Minxi, briefly reported the situation, and then clicked on WeChat. Qi Yan actually gave her a 'like'. She didn't block her? Staring at the orange cat's head, she unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth, and her wilted heart was filled with air again and swelled up. Who doesn't like beautiful women, especially those who are homosexual like them? In women's underwear shows, you will always pay attention to those who stand out. Just like herself, with so many models on stage, she also thought Jiang Yu was better from the bottom of her heart. But Jiang Yu's appearance completely aroused her uneasiness, in a time where she and Qi Yan were keeping distance. She did everything she could, but she couldn't get a reaction for a long time and she really doesn't know what to do. Does she want to compete with Jiang Yu? No, she doesn't like the emotional battle between the same sex, just like the concubines competing for favor in the ancient harem -even the thought makes her sick. Perhaps because they are both women, she is always more tolerant towards people of the same sex when it comes to private matters. She is already ashamed of the malicious speculation about Jiang Yu last night, and she could no longer let the evil in her heart grow. She needs to get Qi Yan's attention, and then clarify their relationship. After all, this is not a work relationship, and it does not involve any interests. Everything must be laid out on the table. Otherwise, she can only watch Qi Yan being supported and cared for by others like she did in the show just now... After sitting quietly in the room for a while, Lu Zhiqiao heard the door on the opposite side open and close again. Qi Yan came back. She stood up abruptly, went out, and knocked on the opposite door. In the next second, the door opened, and Qi Yan stood under the light, dazed, with fatigue shown on her brows and eyes, and her back was a little hunched. Lu Zhiqiao nudged her, squeezed in, and slammed the door with her backhand. "You..." "What happened at the show?" Qi Yan drooped her eyes, and said softly, "I accidentally bumped on something." After speaking, she turned and walked inside. Lu Zhiqiao followed up and grabbed her hand, "Let me see." "Look at what?" "What happened to it?" Qi Yan pursed her lips, didn't move, and didn't speak. There was sweat on her forehead, and her broken hair was slightly damp. It was too hot all the way, and her body was also sweaty, making her uncomfortable. She's been busy all day today, and very tired. She doesn't have the mood to talk, and just wants to take a shower and sleep. In Lu Zhiqiao's eyes, this kind of reaction meant disgust and boredom, as if she didn't even want to say a word to her. It is clearly a lie. What bump? Getting hit by a metal pillar, it would eventually swell. This woman let Jiang Yu massage it for her but now she doesn't let her see it.  Lu Zhiqiao became impatient, she grabbed Qi Yan's hand and pressed it against the wall, grabbed the hem of the back of her clothes, hesitated for a moment, then lifted it up so quickly that the woman couldn't react in time. Her back was heavily bruised and slightly purple, and her skin is fair, making it even look shocking. Lu Zhiqiao's pupils shrink suddenly, and she gasped. Qi Yan was forced to press her face against the wall, but felt a chill on her back. A little annoyed, she broke free from the grasp, and pulled down the hem of her clothes to cover her back calmly, "You already saw it, go back, I'll wash and sleep." "I'm going to buy medicine." Lu Zhiqiao's eyes turned a little red, and she turned her head to leave.  <span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">—— tok tok tok There was a knock on the door. "Qi Yan, are you asleep?" It was Jiang Yu's voice. Lu Zhiqiao's hand touched the handle and trembled. The idea of finding a place to hide flashed in her mind, but it was only for a moment. She didn't wait for Qi Yan to speak, and opened the door directly. Their eyes collided blankly. "..." "Ms. Lu?" Jiang Yu raised her brows, as if surprised, "Why are you here?" Originally, Lu Zhiqiao was still torn about whether to let Jiang Yu know about her relationship with Qi Yan, but before she could come up with a result, someone came to her door and bumped into her. Qi Yan is obviously more important than her own reputation. She smiled and said, "I came to see Yanyan. Jiang Yu narrowed her eyes slightly, with deep meaning in her eyes, and repeated slowly: "Yanyan?" "Ms. Jiang, this is..." Lu Zhiqiao looked down at the bag in her hand. "I'm here to give some medicine." Jiang Yu lifted up the plastic bag, "Apply it externally to treat bruises, swelling and pain." She looked past Lu Zhiqiao and looked at the person behind, not intending to put down the medicine. After a while, she turned back to Lu Zhiqiao with a pleasant smile on her face. "Thank you." Lu Zhiqiao reached out to pick it up, "I'll apply it for her." Jiang Yu squeezed the bag tightly, and didn't give it to her, and smiled with her eyes: "May I ask, Ms. Lu is always with Qi Yan ... What's your relationship?" "Girlfriends." The slightly boiling air stopped instantly. Lu Zhiqiao's expression was calm, and her tone is casual, as if she was talking about ordinary things. She was still holding the bag with her hands, but she isn't applying any force, she didn't mean to grab it, and just smiled. The limpid light shone on her face, casting a broken shadow, indifferent and gentle. Jiang Yu looked at her silently, subtle waves welled up in the depths of her eyes, changing quickly, with comprehension, loss, sarcasm, and compassion, but she was not surprised. As expected. From noticing at the dinner party, to seeing the photo on Qi Yan's phone screen yesterday, to today, and now, all the clues are connected together, pointing to the guess in her heart. At that time, Qi Yan said that she didn't have a girlfriend, probably because she hadn't established a relationship yet—it looks like she still doesn't have a girlfriend yet. Ambiguous? Chasing? Getting to know? "Oh?" Jiang Yu chuckled twice, turning her gaze to the person behind, "Really?" The stagnant air created waves again, as if a faint smell of gunpowder could be smelled. Lu Zhiqiao was still calm, but her heart was hanging in her throat. She imperceptibly pushed Qi Yan to a hot seat, hoping to gamble in it, forced Qi Yan to express her position. She didn't know if Qi Yan would be disgusted, but when she realized this, she couldn't take back what she said. If Qi Yan denies it, her self-esteem will be torn to pieces, but if Qi Yan admits it, they can be together. Time passed by every minute and every second... It dragged on for too long. Qi Yan lowered her eyes and remained silent, her face was covered by the shadow of her hair, so she couldn't see the woman's expression. She stepped forward suddenly, took the bag from Jiang Yu's hand, and wanted to take it in, but neither of them had any intention of letting go, and they were deadlocked. "..." Qi Yan exerted a little more force, but she couldn't move, and the two of them held on tighter. "..." Feeling the cold pressure and the two scorching gazes on her face, she frowned helplessly: "Will you give me the medicine, or do you two want to do rock-paper-scissors?" After speaking, she immediately felt Lu Zhiqiao's fingertips tremble. After a while, she hurriedly added: "I'll apply it myself." Jiang Yu was the first to let go. Lu Zhiqiao held it tighter, she refused to let Qi Yan take it away. With a light smile on the corner of her mouth, she said politely to Jiang Yu: "You'll still be busy tomorrow, so Ms. Jiang should rest early." After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked into the house with the medicine in hand, leaving Qi Yan and Jiang Yu staring at each other awkwardly. Those who know how to behave, will naturally go. Lu Zhiqiao sat down by the bed and took out the medicine, which was explained in full English. As soon as she glanced at it, she heard Jiang Yu's low voice coming from the door: "Apply it every six hours, and remember to massage for fifteen minutes after applying. It's effective." "Okay, thank you." Qi Yan smiled awkwardly. After the person left, she closed the door and looked up at the woman in the room with complicated eyes. Lu Zhiqiao also looked at her. Knowing that what she just did was wrong, Lu Zhiqiao looked away guiltily, lowered her head and unscrewed the medicine, and said as if talking to herself: "Don't worry, I'll just apply the medicine, I won't think about anything else." Qi Yan lowered her eyes, didn't speak, went to her suitcase to get her clothes, and went into the bathroom to take a shower. There was a patter of water inside. Lu Zhiqiao glanced at the bathroom, sighed, and frowned more tightly. Tonight is the most shameless time in her life when it comes to things outside of work. She is so thick-skinned that she doesn't feel ashamed. She didn't dare to do such a thing before, and before others reacted, she laughed at herself first. She realized, if she only had a thicker skin before, she wouldn't miss someone she likes, let alone be like an emotional idiot If being shameless can save Qi Yan and bring the two of them together, then she will go all out and build a Great Wall on her face without any problem. She secretly made up her mind. Later, she should be thicker-skinned and take the initiative, she must get Yanyan back tonight. Ten minutes later, the sound of water in the bathroom gradually stopped, the door opened, and Qi Yan came out wearing a halter nightgown, plugged in a hair dryer and dried her hair. Lu Zhiqiao watched from the side. She was used to her waist-length hair in the past, and now she felt that something is missing, not only the hair, but also some kind of witness between them. If it is lost, there is a feeling that it will never be found again. Her heart ached, and she hurriedly moved her eyes away, trying not to look. After blow-drying her hair, Qi Yan stroked it, stood in front of the mirror and combed it carefully, greeted her face with bottles and cans of skin care products, and dawdled for nearly half an hour before climbing onto the bed. She lie down on her stomach, with the mattress covering her lower body and consciously rolls up the night gown's hem. Her back is as clean as white jade, the spine line is clear, the butterfly bones on both sides are slightly raised, and the large bruises and purples are scary to look at. Needless to say, it was obvious how painful it is when she got hit. Lu Zhiqiao picked up her heart suddenly, without thinking about other things, she lowered her head and squeezed out the ointment the size of a fifty-cent coin, rubbed some ointment in the palm of her hand, gently covered the bruise, and spread it away little by little. The force was very light, she was afraid that she would not control it well all of a sudden, and it would hurt the bruise. She carefully watched Qi Yan's reaction. The ointment was cold, but her palm is hot. The moment she touched the bruise, Qi Yan felt ice and fire on her back. She subconsciously grabbed the pillow and gritted her teeth. "Does it hurt?" "It doesn't hurt." Lu Zhiqiao saw that her eyes were closed, her expression was relaxed, and she was relieved a little, but she became more and more subtle.  Squeezing the ointment twice to cover the entire bruise, she put her palm on Qi Yan's back and did not move, turned her head and turned on her phone to check the time, remembering fifteen minutes. She was sitting, and Qi Yan was lying on her stomach. Since the hem was rolled up high, there was nothing to cover her. She could see everything clearly from the angle of one above and one below. When she lowered her eyes a little, she could see a little arc on Qi Yan's side being squeezed. The doors and windows in the room are all closed, the air is a bit dull, and the air conditioner is not turned on, and it is also a bit hot. "This is the medicine Jiang Yu bought, don't you mind?" Qi Yan said suddenly, eyes still closed, with a look of enjoyment on her face. Lu Zhiqiao was startled, and suddenly realized what she meant, and said: "There are readily available medicines delivered, why not use them? You think I will throw them away and go out to buy another? Isn't that too childish?" Not only childish, but sick. Girls shouldn't watch idol dramas like that anymore. What does this person think of her... Qi Yan choked and didn't speak. Seeing that she was cold and indifferent, Lu Zhiqiao suddenly thought of her stunning eyes on the show, her heart turned sour, and her tone was a bit complaining: "Aren't you happy to see me confronting Jiang Yu? Enjoying two people jealous for you? It's like fighting for favor, huh?" Qi Yan frowned, tilted her head, and opened her eyes to look at her. The cold gaze mixed with questioning, slid over like a knife. "Did it look like I like it? I enjoy it?" She sneered, her eyes filled with gloomy and chaotic emotions "Wasn't it you who pushed me into that situation?" Her voice suddenly turned cold, like shattered ice, falling from head to toe, making people panic. Lu Zhiqiao's breathing hitched, her eyelashes trembled, and her hands stained with ointment slowly slid off from Qi Yan's back. She lowered her face slightly, and for a moment, said in a hoarse voice: "Qi Yan...I can't lose you..." <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/05/ch-82-there-are-always-teachers-who.html" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; text-decoration-line: none; white-space: normal;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-line: underline; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><<PREV</a> | <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/03/there-are-always-teachers-who-want-to.html" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; text-decoration-line: none; white-space: normal;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-line: underline; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">TOC</a> |  <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/03/index.html" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; text-decoration-line: none; white-space: normal;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-line: underline; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">INDEX</a> | <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/05/ch-84-there-are-always-teachers-who.html">NEXT>></a>

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