My Straight Girlfriend with Skin Hunger Syndrome - Chapter 119
Chapter 119
Yi Shanshan began looking forward to her birthday with Ying Yuan.
They spent the day watching movies and listening to music in their room, waiting for midnight to arrive.
Ying Yuan brought out a meticulously customized cake, carefully inserting the candles. In the flickering candlelight, she softly sang “Happy Birthday” as she approached Yi Shanshan, who stood in the center of the room, clad in soft pajamas.
Yi Shanshan clasped her hands together, her eyes brimming with joy.
She savored this day that was truly hers—a day that belonged entirely to her.
“Ying Yuan!!! The cake is so beautiful! I’ve been seeing this retro style all over my feed lately—it’s so gorgeous!!!”
Ying Yuan smiled. “If you’ve been seeing it, then I’ve probably seen it too.”
Yi Shanshan: “!!!!”
Ying Yuan: “You liked it, so I knew you’d love it.”
Yi Shanshan: “Ugh… even surfing the internet can’t escape my girlfriend’s surveillance!”
Ying Yuan: “Mm-hmm.”
The cake was placed on the table. Ying Yuan said, “Shanshan, make a wish.”
Yi Shanshan gazed at her through the candlelight, her voice sincere. “I used to think making birthday wishes was just a formality. But now… I feel like whatever I wish for will actually come true.”
Her girlfriend eagerly picked up the thread, replying, “Because you have Ying Yuan.”
“With Ying Yuan by your side, I’ll do everything I can to make all your wishes come true.”
Yi Shanshan gazed into her eyes. “Then I wish… we’ll always be together.”
No conditions, no expiration dates, no matter if we’re happy or sad—we’ll always be together.
“Okay,” Ying Yuan said. “Absolutely.”
“Why not say, ‘Wishes spoken aloud won’t come true’?” Yi Shanshan teased.
“Wishes spoken to the right person always come true,” Ying Yuan countered.
Yi Shanshan’s lips curled into a smile.
The Little Fox was pleased, the Little Fox was delighted.
The Little Fox puffed out her cheeks and blew out the candles in one breath. Then, seizing the knife, she cut Ying Yuan a generous slice.
“Babe, eat up,” she said. “Once you’re full, you might have a very tiring time ahead, you know.”
Ying Yuan couldn’t stop laughing.
“I haven’t given you my gift yet,” Ying Yuan reminded her.
“You’ve already prepared so much—there’s more?” Yi Shanshan asked, astonished.
“These are just the basics,” Ying Yuan replied.
Yi Shanshan’s eyes sparkled with anticipation, eager for every surprise Ying Yuan had in store. “What else is there?”
Ying Yuan cut another slice of cake and held it out to Yi Shanshan. “Try this too—it’s low-sugar.”
Yi Shanshan took a bite with her small fork. The flavor was indeed excellent.
“Mmm~~~” she nodded in approval, her eyes twinkling with excitement. “I’ve tasted it—now hurry up and give me my gift!”
Helpless, Ying Yuan had no choice but to retrieve the pile of gifts she had hidden in the storage room.
“Remember the pearl necklace I brought back from H City? You were so upset when it got lost. I asked a friend to get two identical ones from the same store, so it won’t be such a loss anymore.
“On the 13th of last month, we went shopping and stumbled upon an art doll store. You said they were adorable, but making them yourself would be too much trouble. Well, I finished one for you. What do you think? Do you like it?
“You’ve been wearing headphones for way too long lately. I know you love the stylish designs and great sound quality of the ones you have, but they’re not very comfortable. I did some research and picked out these three for you to try. They should be much better for protecting your hearing.
“Honestly, there aren’t any better-looking headphones on the market right now. I’ll keep an eye out for new models, though. Hopefully, these brands will start making products that balance aesthetics with practicality.
“This… I made it a while ago. Remember when you came to inspect our dorm room for cleanliness? You liked the capybara I crocheted. Later, I made this Little Fox, but I never gave it to you.
“And this one’s even older. Last year, when it was your birthday, I saw this hat and thought it would suit you perfectly.”
“This was a last-minute addition. Two days ago, you were scrolling through your phone and saw a young couple making up after a fight by using old handwritten notes. You thought it was so sweet. I designed this myself—a personalized emotional invoice just for us. I printed a booklet, so you can use it whenever you want and write whatever you feel.
“But if we ever argue in the future, I’ll still try to resolve the problem first. We can’t let calm emotions make us ignore or gloss over the real issues. That would just make you unhappy later.”
“Oh, this moisturizer. Your current bottle is almost empty, so I got you a refill. It’s not really a birthday gift; I just forgot to give it to you earlier. Sorry about that.”
“Finally, this is the actual gift.”
Ying Yuan took out her laptop, opened it, and double-clicked a planet icon. The screen transformed into a vast cosmos.
A boundless sea of blue stars swirled amidst shifting, pink-purple nebulae.
The date displayed in the input box was September 16, 2023.
The day of their first embrace.
“This is a simple life simulator—just for us.
“You can control your character and, at every branching path, choose a version of yourself from another universe.”
“This gift is incredibly selfish, because I’ll be waiting for you in every choice you make.
“It has almost nothing to do with your rich and fulfilling life in the real world. And I’ve set the final outcome to always be us together.”
“I know it’s wrong, but I just… can’t help it.” Ying Yuan lowered her lashes. “It’s like the birthday wish you made. I’ve woven that wish into the game, hoping you’ll accept it, hoping you’ll enjoy playing it, hoping the ending will be as binding as fate itself.”
“What’s wrong with that?” Yi Shanshan asked.
A mountain of gifts lay before her, each one overflowing with unspoken love.
It was only at the very end, when the love became just a little possessive, that her girlfriend began to question herself.
How could such a gentle person exist in this world? How could someone love me so completely, seeing everything from my perspective?
With each passing day spent with Ying Yuan, Yi Shanshan felt more and more like she had discovered a true treasure and gotten an incredible deal.
“Everything is perfect, Ying Yuan,” Yi Shanshan said, gazing at her. Love welled up from the depths of her heart, flowing from her eyes. “This is exactly how our story should end.”
Ying Yuan looked up.
Yi Shanshan’s fingertip traced the curve of her eyebrow bone, then gently slid down her cheek. “I love all your gifts.”
Ying Yuan: “Want to play the game?”
“We won’t finish this game anytime soon,” Yi Shanshan chuckled. “Ying Yuan, I’ve seen right through your little scheme.”
Ying Yuan’s lips moved silently, unable to offer any retort.
“Play my game first,” Yi Shanshan insisted.
When it came to being domineering, Yi Shanshan was in a league of her own. She was domineering when angry, but even more so when pleased.
Now that Ying Yuan had made her so delighted, her desires only intensified.
To possess her completely, to devour her whole, to meld with her until they were one.
As she reached out to touch Ying Yuan’s face again, Yi Shanshan’s cream-covered fingertip brushed against her lips.
Ying Yuan instinctively went to lick it off, but Yi Shanshan stopped her. “Not yet,” she said. “The feast isn’t ready.”
Ying Yuan’s throat bobbed. Yi Shanshan commanded, “Ying Yuan, take off your clothes.”
Today was Yi Shanshan’s birthday, and she had the right to control everything.
Ying Yuan obeyed, unbuttoning her shirt one button at a time. Yi Shanshan’s cream-covered fingertip trailed down with each undone button.
When Ying Yuan’s beautiful, sun-kissed skin was completely coated in pale pink cream, Yi Shanshan leaned in to savor her own personal delicacy.
The cream was both sweet and smooth on her tongue.
As their body heat rose, the cream melted, dripping down in sticky rivulets.
“Babe, this cake you bought is absolutely delicious…”
Pressing Ying Yuan down onto the sofa, Yi Shanshan savored every inch before leaning in for another kiss.
“You should try some too.”
Ying Yuan enveloped her lips and tongue, the familiar surge of desire coursing through her body. Her fingers brushed against Yi Shanshan’s skin, completely beyond her control.
The kiss left Ying Yuan breathless and disoriented, her chest heaving.
Yi Shanshan suddenly pulled back slightly, seizing Ying Yuan’s wrists. As she gasped for breath, a chill ran down Ying Yuan’s skin.
Lowering her gaze, Ying Yuan saw her hands bound together with pink handcuffs.
Ying Yuan: “……”
Yi Shanshan: “Officer Yi knew you wouldn’t behave.”
Ying Yuan’s heart pounded. Instinctively, she protested, “I didn’t…”
Yi Shanshan pushed aside the sofa cushion and retrieved a slender leather riding crop from within.
Ying Yuan: “……”
The cool, supple leather pressed against Ying Yuan’s neck as Yi Shanshan straddled her, gazing down from above.
The hand gripping the riding crop was delicate and pale, a stark contrast to the unrestrained instrument.
“Whether you’re being obedient or not, Officer Yi gets to decide~”
The leather slid lower, Yi Shanshan’s tone less like discipline and more like seduction.
“From now on, you must truthfully answer every question Officer Yi asks you.”
“Your mouth must be honest… and your body too.”
Ying Yuan exhaled slowly, realizing this night would not end easily.