Reincarnated as a Poor Little Green Tea, Am I Destined to Be Bullied? - Volume 1 Chapter 89

Chapter 89: Miracle

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“Um… Classmate Mujin? Can we maybe…”

“No.”

“……”

At least let me finish talking before saying no!

Lin Yueye tried her best to shift her body towards the car door in the narrow and stuffy space, but such movement had little effect, what was cramped remained cramped, what was stuffy remained stuffy.

Logically speaking, the back seat of a Bentley should be quite spacious, these two leather seats put together shouldn’t be smaller than the broken bed in Lin Yueye’s home.

But the problem was that her waist was being tightly held by Xia Mujin.

When Lin Yueye tried to move toward the closed car door, Xia Mujin would follow and hold her even tighter, pressing closer, it was like the Binding Rope from Journey to the West she watched as a child. The more you struggle, the tighter it becomes, impossible to break free.

Early autumn still carried summer’s lingering warmth. The car wasn’t started, the air conditioning wasn’t on, and the accumulated heat had already caused a layer of fragrant sweat to form on Lin Yueye’s white neck. Now with Xia Mujin pressing tightly against her, their sweat-dampened clothes clung together, and their occasional hot breaths were clearly audible.

Xia Mujin paid no attention to how her chest pressed against Lin Yueye, she wasn’t trying to take advantage, but rather had no spare attention to notice the details of her actions.

If one were to purely appreciate this scene, it would certainly be beautiful, two exceptionally beautiful young ladies embracing each other closely, enviable to onlookers.

But in terms of physical sensation…

Lin Yueye could only say that except for certain soft and comfortable parts, overall, only the one suffering knows their own pain!

Earlier she had just wanted to suggest that Xia Mujin loosen her hold first, then they could talk things through slowly, but Xia Mujin didn’t want to say anything at all, she just kept holding Lin Yueye tighter and tighter in her diagonal sitting position.

At first, Lin Yueye’s mind was full of thoughts about separating first before talking.

But seeing how things were going, she had already given up on that idea.

If there’s something to say, might as well say it directly.

But unexpectedly.

Just as Lin Yueye was organizing her thoughts to offer some words of comfort, Xia Mujin, who had her head buried in her shoulder, spoke first.

Her voice was soft and weak.

“Yueye smells so nice… holding you feels so comfortable…”

Is that what you’re focusing on?!

Hearing these words made Lin Yueye’s cheeks feel red and hot, but before she could make any sarcastic remarks, she heard the sob.

Sobbing is the abyss that “helplessness” eventually develops into.

“But why… why can’t I feel at peace… even though I’m holding you… why does my heart still hurt so much… why is it like this?”

“I think I can answer those questions now.”

“Yueye…?”

See, looking up, her eyes were already filled with tears.

But Lin Yueye’s eyes had become much clearer at this moment.

Lin Yueye usually meditates before sleeping, sometimes thinking about what her relationship with Xia Mujin is and should be, now that she is【Lin Yueye】.

Turning it over and over in her mind, tossing and turning, the answer had actually always been quite obvious.

Yueye gently placed her hand on Mujin’s head. She, who usually resisted Xia Mujin’s advances, now didn’t mind such proactive contact.

“Of course you won’t feel at peace… Because what happened earlier made it impossible for you to ignore the matter about your brother anymore… Even if you’re holding me, it doesn’t mean you can avoid that issue, after all, these are completely different matters.”

“That’s not true… because I like Yueye… you’re here with me now… I’m holding you, so I can forget everything… come on, Yueye, just look at me, okay… don’t let me think about other things, okay…?”

Yes.

Watching over you, looking at you when you’re vulnerable, of course I can do that. After all, I’m not that busy, and I can at least grant this small request to a family member who I know is covered in wounds — even if neither of us knows or remembers.

But Mujin, I hope you’ll stop deceiving yourself.

Do you know why you can’t feel at peace even when holding me?

“Because you actually don’t like me at all. I’ve said this before, that feeling you think you have isn’t really like.”

“That’s impossible!”

“Ouch…!”

Don’t squeeze my waist so hard! If you strangle me to death like this, you’ll lose me permanently!

Lin Yueye had already tried her best to keep her tone gentle, to prevent her emotions from becoming too agitated.

But this time, Lin Yueye didn’t want to just scratch the surface of this topic like last time at the coffee shop.

Since she had already faced the fact that “Xia Muqing is dead” and had personally laid him to rest.

Then… why not take this opportunity to make things clear with her, not using another self-deception to cover up the previous one. If not done this way, determination would be meaningless.

“What you have isn’t like… Mujin, think about it yourself, have I ever done anything to make you like me? From the beginning until now, I’ve opposed you, refused your requests, rejected your help, I haven’t done a single thing to please you. You’re just…”

“Stop… Yueye, please, don’t say anymore…”

“You’re just using me as a tool to cover up your grief.”

“!”

Pain immediately spread across Lin Yueye’s face as she watched Mujin’s eyes widen, two streams of tears rolling down her cheeks, the tears falling in large drops onto Lin Yueye’s hand, so hot they almost seemed to burn the flesh.

“That’s not true… that’s not true, Yueye… you’ve misunderstood me… how could I use you as a tool… I like you so much… I really… eh? I really…”

“Please face reality. There’s no such thing as liking someone without reason. About you and your brother… I heard about it from Teacher Luo, and that’s why I finally understood the reason for your obsession with me…”

“No… Yueye! Will you listen to my explanation?”

“When someone you deeply loved dies, you must find a new emotional anchor, even though you clearly know you don’t like her, you still force yourself to believe in this supposedly deep love, but it’s actually completely absurd.”

“I can explain! I… I…”

“Go ahead, explain.”

“……”

See?

She couldn’t say anything.

Of course she couldn’t say anything.

Because Lin Yueye had already said it — in this world, there is no love without reason, and no genuine care without cause.

If we were to turn back time to that sunset when they met, in the eyes of Xia Mujin who was immersed in grief, she saw only a “substitute.”

Because Lin Yueye was different from others.

She wouldn’t submit to Xia Mujin, she said Xia Mujin’s soul was empty, her every word struck at the heart, such a person was enough to divert the attention of the young lady who had been immersed in despair for years. Through pursuing and even trying to conquer Lin Yueye, she attempted to completely forget her sorrow. She was trying to use false happiness as paint to cover the dark canvas, so she wouldn’t see the underlying color, wouldn’t be tormented by those eye-piercing blood colors that kept her awake at night.

But now, Lin Yueye had wiped away that “paint” for her.

Directly telling her that dead people are dead.

And you never loved her, never did.

Xia Mujin didn’t even have the strength to cry anymore.

Perhaps because before Lin Yueye got in the car, Xia Mujin had already been crying for a long time.

Or perhaps because even before meeting Lin Yueye, her tears had already dried up.

So what Lin Yueye could see after her tears dried up was only the pale, bitter smile left on her face as her trembling hands slowly released their embrace.

“I’m sorry… I’m really sorry…”

What was she apologizing for?

Xia Mujin never intended to just use her as a tool; she had also tried her best to truly fall in love with her, attempting to save herself and also save her life.

Just like how she once had full faith in finding the promise she made with her brother.

But she didn’t find him, and when she did, only ashes and bones remained.

And she never truly fell in love with her either; when their eyes met, only the cold words “tool” remained.

In this world, eight or nine out of ten things go against our wishes.

Now she was as fragile as that little girl from years ago, standing by the window, helpless and not knowing where to look.

“Is Yueye going to leave me too… are you leaving?”

“I don’t remember saying anything like that.”

“Eh…?”

Eight or nine out of ten things go against our wishes.

But there are still one or two things.

We usually call them — miracles.