Yan Luqing was shocked as she looked at those last two lines.

-【Runaway Princess】: How would I know.

-【Runaway Princess】: I haven’t tried it.

Putting this together with the words before, Gu Ci actually came to these two sentences?

Although what he said was not wrong, why did it read so wrong.

She read through it again from beginning to end, and slowly several question marks popped up above Yan Luqing’s head.

This conversation between the two of them… wasn’t it a bit strange somewhere?

As she was staring blankly at her phone, Little Mahua’s voice appeared by her ear. Yan Luqing’s shoulder sank, and when she turned her head, Little Mahua was beaming with a big smile. “Morning, beauty, what are you doing!”

“Nothing,” Yan Luqing answered, then paused, “…No, actually I kind of suspect whether there’s something wrong with my reading and expression ability.”

Little Mahua had originally wanted to talk with her about last night’s forum post, but upon hearing this, her gossip nerves instantly stood up: “Hm? Explain in detail?”

Yan Luqing just put the phone screen in front of her: “Look at this chat between me and Gu Ci, isn’t there something wrong with it?”

Good heavens! What was this? This was pure CP grain!

Little Mahua, upon hearing that, instantly grew excited. She took it, and before even looking at the content, she first saw the note at the very top.

“Pfft… Runaway Princess?” She turned her face in surprise and asked, “Who did you just say? Gu Ci? And you gave your big handsome guy this kind of note?”

“That’s not the point,” Yan Luqing was already used to her referring to Gu Ci as “your guy” in this way, and only kept urging her, “Quick, look at the content.”

So Little Mahua continued to read down.

At the first line after the head-to-head of question marks, her eyes instantly widened.

What? He wiped her mouth? And while at it wiped off her lipstick too?

How was this wiping the mouth—wasn’t this exactly the psychology of “not letting others look at my wife”?

Big beauty’s level really was high.

Immediately after, Little Mahua saw Yan Luqing’s explanation of “jelly lips.”

“???” She was very shocked, pointing at that line and saying to Yan Luqing: “Who says it like this? Jelly lips should be said to look like jelly—why did you say kissing feels like jelly?”

Yan Luqing snatched the phone back, speechless: “Wasn’t it all because when you gave it to me, you kept talking about how your boyfriend kisses you and so on…”

“Wait a second,” Little Mahua reached out again: “Let me look at the last two lines once more?”

Yan Luqing pushed the phone back to her, muttering as she did: “Anyway, it’s either me who has a problem or Gu Ci who has a problem. I feel it’s more likely him…”

Little Mahua carefully studied it for a while.

One had pulled “jelly lips” onto the level of “kissing,” the other climbed straight along the pole with “I haven’t tried it, how would I know.” This was simply locked in!

“What kind of either-or is this.” Little Mahua gave her final judgment, “Obviously you both have a problem!”

Yan Luqing: ???

The professor for this class had already entered the classroom, and the sound of the computer starting up rang out.

The classroom quieted down, and the two of them also sat properly in their seats, not continuing that topic.

Little Mahua had originally thought of asking her about that link from last night once they got to class, because Yan Luqing seemed completely unaware—that the link she shared in her Moments had already become her own CP thread.

But after seeing this wave of dog food this morning, she instantly no longer wanted to remind her.

It was better if she didn’t find out. The later she discovered it, the better.

Taking advantage of her deskmate not paying attention, Little Mahua opened the forum post and typed in the replies—

199l[= =]: Hahaha! Sisters, we just ate fresh dog food again! But I can’t say this one. But don’t worry! This CP is definitely real!

After class started, Yan Luqing no longer paid attention to the morning’s matters.

She also didn’t reply on WeChat.

The first class was Introduction to Computers. This class was always scheduled particularly early, and because the content was boring, during review one could learn it by oneself, so often a whole group would collapse asleep.

Yan Luqing actually hadn’t had enough sleep, and was planning to use this class to catch up, but after Gu Ci’s whole wave of operations this morning, she was completely not sleepy, and so she rested her chin on her hand, looking at the front, but in reality her mind was blank, wandering far away.

Just then, Makka Pakka in her mind suddenly went online: “Maria!”

Yan Luqing returned to herself and replied: “Hm? What is it?”

“Did you receive a message from your parents?”

“I blocked them, I’ll check later.” But since Makka Pakka rarely took the initiative to bring up this kind of thing, Yan Luqing was puzzled: “Why did you suddenly say this?”

“Oh, it’s just that on my side it shows that this banquet they want you to attend this time, you must go.” Makka Pakka said, “Same as before, it won’t show what happens, only that you must go.”

Yan Luqing hadn’t yet spoken, when she heard it muttering again: “But this one I couldn’t find in the original book. Just like that Dieye Mountain, in the explanation the system gave me, it said that this was a predetermined trajectory for the character, because you are a supporting role, so it wouldn’t appear in the original book… but I just feel that something is a bit strange…”

“?” Yan Luqing was baffled. “Speak clearly, what do you mean strange?”

“Precisely because I don’t know, that’s why I can’t say anything at all.”

Makka Pakka said: “Actually, Maria, I’m a rookie… Before we go on duty after training, we have a lot of internship opportunities. I’ve been the system of other people before, but those were all very marginal supporting roles, so they were used for our practice. But although you are also a supporting role, you count as a more important supporting role.”

“Not really…” Yan Luqing thought for a moment, going over in her mind the Green Tea, Little Knife, Rose, Pine Spirit, then said, “Look, I don’t have any special effects.”

Makka Pakka: “…”

Actually, from their usual conversations one could also feel that this artificial idiot of hers wasn’t some powerful kind. Most of the time, it was useless at everything, number one at encouragement.

So Yan Luqing simply comforted it: “I never expected you to be some big shot in your system circle anyway. After all, you being a system, you can’t even beat Gu Ci.”

Makka Pakka: “…………”

It looked very unconvinced, its shoujo voice almost cracking: “Maria! I was the top student of my graduating class during internships! And someone like Gu Ci, even if the biggest shot came, it would still be the same, no way to deal with him! It’s not my fault, not my fault!”

Yan Luqing comforted it again: “Fine, fine, fine, not your fault.”

While comforting it, she opened WeChat again, found the Yan family members she had blocked, and sure enough saw the message they had sent not long ago. The content was nothing else, just to attend a banquet.

She replied with a few words, then locked her phone again.

Day after day, aside from living in a villa, it was just attending banquets. At most, she could be the head of the family raising a wife. The hardest and most tiring thing was just going to school to study a major she wasn’t good at.

She didn’t need to go around slapping faces, because the original owner was already a mentally ill person well-known in the circle.

She didn’t need to rack her brains to find ways to survive either, because the original owner was a lunatic people avoided in the circle—others were even afraid she would take their lives.

This little life she was living was just way too unlike that of a vicious female supporting character…

Thinking this, Yan Luqing called out to her artificial idiot again, counting things off on her fingers: “Hey, tell me, isn’t my life a little too comfortable?”

“Actually it’s not too comfortable… A supporting role just needs to stay active within a certain range, but at several important nodes, they must appear at the fixed place. Right now Maria happens to be in a comfortable stage, but for example, when the original owner has to go to prison in the future—”

Makka Pakka: “Maria also has to stay in prison.”

Yan Luqing: “…………” Damn! A prison tear out of nowhere!!!

But after being shocked for a moment, she relaxed again, as Makka Pakka also reported in her mind that there were still more than two thousand days until then, no need to panic too much.

There were still several years before the plot developed to that point. She might as well first live her current days well.

Besides.

Her relationship with Gu Ci was already pretty good; by then she should be able to think of a way to escape disaster, right?

Thinking this, Yan Luqing recalled the WeChat messages she hadn’t replied to that morning, and opened the chat with Gu Ci.

-How would I know.

-I haven’t tried it.

Yan Luqing stared at these two sentences for a while, then carefully typed—

【Runaway Saintess】: Then I wish you to try it soon.

She attached a folded-hands emoji.

Supposedly Gu Ci should be in class, but he instantly replied with two punctuation marks.

【Runaway Princess】: ……

【Runaway Princess】: ?

It was exactly the same as the speech bubble above his head.

Yan Luqing truly didn’t know how to reply to what he had just said, so she changed the subject.

【Runaway Saintess】: Why are you playing on your phone during class?

【Runaway Princess】: Why are you asking me this question on your phone?

Yan Luqing: “……” Feeding me bamboo shoots again.

Thinking of the must-attend task Makka Pakka had just mentioned, she thought it over, and still sent him an invitation.

【Runaway Saintess】: It’s because someone just messaged me on WeChat, asking me to attend a banquet… are you going?

Who knew what kind of accident might happen.

Big and Little Black couldn’t give her enough sense of security right now—only Gu Ci could. When he wasn’t around, she was meek and cautious; when he was by her side, she dared to strike with heavy fists.

【Runaway Princess】: If this is a question, then no.

Yan Luqing: ?

What did this mean? If it was phrased as a question he wouldn’t go, so she had to say it as an imperative sentence?

She shifted her posture while playing with her phone, thinking that he was really difficult to serve.

To be absolutely sure, Yan Luqing decided to send a voice message. She bent down under the desk, then spoke softly into her phone: “What if I beg you to go?”

This time Gu Ci was silent for a long while.

It was unclear whether he was rendered speechless by her sending a voice message, or whether he was finding a suitable place to listen to this sentence.

After about half a minute, Yan Luqing also received a voice message.

She bent down again to listen, only to hear Gu Ci’s voice, far more natural than hers.

Completely without the sense of hiding or sneaking around like she had, carrying his usual touch of laughter. The tone, filtered by the current, though not lowered, was still rather magnetic.

He said: “Then I can consider it.”

Little Mahua had finished posting her reply and fallen asleep. Unexpectedly, when she woke up, she saw the beauty beside her doing something quite unseemly—bent over like a thief, her head level with her own waist, holding the phone by her face, who knew what she was doing.

“Why are you being so sneaky—” She reached out and patted Yan Luqing’s head, but when she saw the moment the girl straightened and lifted her face, her voice suddenly stuck.

“…Why is your face so red?” Little Mahua froze, and connecting the dots with that movement, instantly asked in a whisper, “You weren’t secretly watching porn in class, were you?”

“Who’s watching porn!” Yan Luqing glared at her. “I was listening to a voice message. I can’t very well listen to it in front of the teacher, right.”

Little Mahua suddenly understood, wriggled her brows, and leaned closer: “Listening to Gu Ci’s, huh? No wonder your face is so red.”

Yan Luqing explained with a straight face: “That was just because I was bending too low just now, my head filled with blood and turned red—it’s a natural phenomenon.”

“Even dazed to the point of congestion,” she commented, “then that voice message must’ve been pretty long.”

Yan Luqing: “…”

It wasn’t long.

It was only because it sounded so good that she listened several times.

After the morning classes were over, when Yan Luqing and Little Mahua were eating lunch, the two senior students from the art club whom they had just recently met suddenly sat down beside them.

Yan Luqing felt that she was already somewhat acquainted with these two, so after greeting them familiarly, Little Mahua was the first to ask: “Seniors, what’s the matter with us?”