Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 42 That Yandere Novel Cannon Fodder 21

By the time Song Xianyin got home, it was already past midnight.

She opened her phone and was startled to see a screen full of missed calls.

Song Xianyin returned to her room and called Shen Qibai back. The call was answered very quickly, as if she had been waiting for him.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Song Xianyin asked in confusion.

There was a moment of silence on the other end, then he sighed: "Ayin, I thought there was no need for a reason between us."

Song Xianyin sensed something strange in Shen Qibai's tone, and she explained, "I was looking at..."

Shen Qibai interrupted her: "Ayin, what about you? Were you working overtime at the company again tonight? You're coming back so late."

Thinking of how Qiu Xingyi had just begged her to keep the secret with tears streaming down her face, Song Xianyin cleared her throat and said, "Yes, I've been quite busy with work lately."

Shen Qibai chuckled softly: "Ayin wouldn't be lying to her brother, would she?"

Song Xianyin raised her voice in an attempt to cover up her guilty conscience, and she turned the tables on him: "Of course not, brother, don't you believe me?"

Shen Qibai's voice was tinged with gritted teeth: "Really?"

Song Xianyin's voice trailed off: "Really... ah."

It wasn't anything important, and she had promised Qiu Xingyi to keep it a secret.

Shen Qibai had never hated anyone so much before. Ayin had actually lied to him because of that androgynous man.

They hung up the phone after only a few words, mainly because Song Xianyin didn't dare to continue the conversation, fearing she would give herself away.

Qiu Xingyi stayed at the Song family's place. He didn't have much to do every day, so he would chat with Song Xianyin.

Song Xianyin found him quite amusing, and they always seemed to find common ground in their conversations.

As time went by, Song Xianyin suddenly realized that Qiu Xingyi rarely went out to see his sister anymore. He used to talk about wanting his sister every day in the office, and she was tired of hearing it.

Qiu Xingyi looked at Song Xianyin, who was working diligently not far away, with a strange expression in her eyes.

I didn't expect this girl to be so charming at work. It's just that she's not as tall as him. If she were a little taller, she could actually be his older sister...

It was almost lunchtime, and Song Xianyin glanced at Qiu Xingyi, who was ordering takeout: "Don't order anything too spicy, your stomach isn't good."

Qiu Xing looked at her in disbelief: "How did you know I have a stomach problem?"

What is she doing?

Song Xianyin found his reaction rather strange: "You told your secretary when you first arrived."

And he repeated it many times, shouting it very loudly each time.

Qiu Xingyi stammered, "It's been so long, you still remember?"

Song Xianyin nodded. Of course, if something happens, he'll make a fuss about making her go to the hospital with him.

Qiu Xingyi wears women's clothing every day, and his face has adopted all the popular makeup styles online. Many times, Song Xianyin forgets that he is actually a man.

Qiu Xingyi remained silent for a long time before raising his head: "Song Xianyin, you care about me?"

He was feeling very conflicted. He had initially thought Song Xianyin was annoyed with him, but he hadn't expected her to remember a casual remark he made.

He felt his dead heart begin to beat again.

Song Xianyin looked at him strangely: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Why do you keep asking such strange questions?

Looking at Song Xianyin's concerned gaze, Qiu Xingyi's face slowly turned red. He lowered his head somewhat flusteredly and said, "I like older women."

Song Xianyin laughed and said, "I know, you've said it so many times, what's wrong with you?"

Qiu Xingyi felt his heart beating faster and faster. Was Song Xianyin trying to seduce him?

While signing the documents, Song Xianyin said, "You don't necessarily have to look for your sister. It's not good to always let her step on you in high heels. You'll get hurt, and she'll get tired of wearing them too."

Qiu Xingyi watched Song Xianyin's lips move, but he didn't hear anything. He only knew that Song Xianyin was worried about whether he would get hurt.

Song Xianyin thought Qiu Xingyi was a hopeless romantic. Last time at the bar, a tall and thin girl accidentally fell into his arms, but he insisted that she did it on purpose, that she liked him, and directly asked the girl if she wanted to be his older sister.

They broke up after just one night. The girl said that she had to wear high heels to work, and she had to wear high heels for sex. What was the difference between that and going to work? After one night, her WeChat steps count was more than the steps she took on her way to work.

Qiu Xing cried and drank all night because of this.

When Qiu Xingyi was leaving get off work, she suddenly asked Song Xianyin, "Don't you like wearing high heels?"

Song Xianyin nodded: "You're very tired. Someone as beautiful as you should wear more of these."

Qiu Xing blushed; they weren't even together yet, and she was already so sweet-talking.

He cleared his throat: "Oh."

She complimented him on his good looks.

After returning home, Song Xianyin called Shen Qibai as usual, and the two of them talked about almost the same things every day.

But Shen Qibai keenly sensed that something new had suddenly appeared in their conversation.

"Brother, don't you think he's really funny?" Song Xianyin asked with a smile.

The thought of Qiu Xingyi arguing wildly with those men made her feel a little amused.

Shen Qibai smelled the marijuana in the air. He lowered his head, his expression somewhat gloomy.

During today's phone call, no matter what the conversation was about, she kept bringing up that man.

"Brother, how are you doing over there? Qiu Xingyi, before..."

"Ayin." Shen Qibai could no longer contain himself. He suppressed his unease and jealousy and said, "Stay away from him. His private life is very messy."

"Huh?" Song Xianyin was somewhat surprised.

What surprised her was not Qiu Xingyi's private life, but what Shen Qibai said. This was the first time she had heard Shen Qibai speak ill of someone behind their back.

Shen Qibai walked home. He was too slow. He needed to hurry. He couldn't stand Song Xianyin focusing her attention on other people. He couldn't stand their conversation involving another person.

Song Xianyin changed the subject, and she didn't mention Qiu Xingyi's name again, but both of them had their own thoughts.

A short while later, the two hung up the phone, and Shen Qibai went into the room and hugged the clothes on the bed.

He lay in bed, quietly smelling the scent of his clothes and body; the more he smelled, the more bitter he felt.

He couldn't accept her drifting away...

Song Xianyin looked at the phone that had been hung up and felt a little sad. Weren't the things she said funny? Why did her brother seem to feel even worse after listening to them?

Or is he already getting tired of her? He used to say he would call her every day, but after only a short time, he's already starting to not want to talk to her anymore.

Qiu Xingyi naturally knew of Shen Qibai's existence; he had met Shen Qibai before, but so what?

He's so handsome, yet there's no woman Qiu Xingyi can't win over.

Shen Qibai has spent less time with Song Xianyin than he has with her, and besides, Song's father would definitely not agree to it.

Why do latecomers surpass their predecessors? Because the latter compete and vie for the top spot.

Qiu Xingyi is very confident in her charm.