3. Is your possessiveness so strong?

Qin Zhaoyi’s first kiss, she didn’t have much experience, so she relied on instinct to act recklessly. She bit the other person’s lip but found it too soft to bite hard. Instead, she lightly nibbled and licked, as if she were trying to please a pitiable puppy.

Once she realized what she was doing, Qin Zhaoyi didn’t feel repulsed, but rather greedy for more.

The waves rolled up, once again engulfing both of them, but then receded, leaving them on the shore. The salty seawater flowed into their mouths through the gaps, and Qin Zhaoyi tasted the saltiness, which was soon overwhelmed by the sweetness inside the other person’s mouth.

A soft tongue tip tentatively extended.

…

In that moment, Qin Zhaoyi felt a rush of heat to her head, and before she could react, she lost consciousness. Just before losing consciousness, she remembered turning her head, and her head didn’t hit the sandy beach but landed on the other person’s shoulder.

Unconscious, Qin Zhaoyi had a sense of lightness.

After realizing this, she wasn’t in a hurry. She took a deep breath to calm her emotions.

Then she gently pushed Qin Zhaoyi, who seemed boneless, to the sandy shore.

After removing her glasses and being washed by seawater, her face looked even more enchanting. Especially the teardrop mole, which glowed under the moonlight.

Her grape-purple hair, soaked and scattered on the beach, resembled that of a mermaid.

Luo Yue reached out and felt her breathing, which was very steady, as if she were asleep.

She sat down next to her and unabashedly looked at her from head to toe. The loose silk blouse, soaked and clinging to her body, accentuated her beautiful curves.

“Luo Yue.” A voice called her, pulling her out of her wandering thoughts. She turned to see a man running towards her and greeted him with a smile. “Shijing Ge.”

Cheng Shijing ran over and, seeing the woman on the ground, sighed helplessly. “Picking up corpses by the beach again?”

Luo Yue was momentarily surprised, then stood up and brushed the sand off her hands. “She was accidentally swept into the waves, just rescued. Still fresh.”

She concealed the hormonal outburst from earlier.

They often encountered people who wanted to jump into the sea. Occasionally, fishermen would pull up corpses while fishing. Locals jokingly referred to it as “picking up corpses.”

Cheng Shijing glanced at her and casually remarked, “She’s quite pretty.”

Luo Yue, without thinking, stood closer to her to shield her from Cheng Shijing’s view. “Since when do you care about someone’s looks?”

“I don’t care,” Cheng Shijing half-squatted down and first checked her neck for breathing, then pressed both hands against her abdomen. He said casually when Qin Zhaoyi spit out water and returned to consciousness, “I’m just caring on your behalf.”

Luo Yue: “…”

Luo Yue cleared her throat. “I don’t have anything with her.”

Cheng Shijing stood up and put his hands in his pockets. “She’s already unconscious, what else do you want with her?”

Luo Yue: “?”

On this island, only Cheng Shijing knew that she liked girls. Cheng Shijing was two years older and they grew up together. During the college entrance exam, Cheng Shijing told her to make sure to leave the tiny Moon Island.

Back then, Cheng Shijing had scored first place in the exam and got into Jia Yi University’s Medical School with a full scholarship. Luo Yue didn’t disappoint him either; she entered Jia Yi University’s Mathematics Department as the top science student with a full scholarship.

These achievements were a source of pride and conversation on Moon Island. However, a year after graduating, both of them returned to Moon Island. One opened a clinic on the island and became a barefoot doctor, while the other joined the island’s only primary school, initially as a math teacher and later as an English teacher, also doubling as a physical education teacher.

Neither of them asked about what the other had experienced at Jia Yi. They just met by the sea for a drink after their return and continued their lives on the island, which weren’t much different from their childhood days.

Moonlight gently shone on them, and Cheng Shijing asked, “What are we going to do with her?”

Luo Yue thought for a moment. “Your place?”

“She has no place to stay,” Cheng Shijing said. “Cheng Shiyu stuffed all her ex’s things into the small warehouse and locked it. Don’t you know?”

“Let her stay with Shiyu,” Luo Yue suggested.

Cheng Shijing frowned at her. “Do you not know about Shiyu’s sleeping habits?”

Luo Yue: “…”

She had witnessed it once, and it wasn’t pretty.

Cheng Shiyu was a year younger than Luo Yue and was Cheng Shijing’s younger sister. Since childhood, she had dreamed of traveling the world with a sword, aspiring to be a female warrior. After graduating from high school, she went to the police academy and, upon graduation, returned to the Moon Island Police Station.

However, she had one fatal flaw—terrible sleeping habits. Put her on any bed, and she’d roll from the south pole to the north pole, then engage in a wrestling match with the bed, ending with a backflip worthy of an acrobat.

Luo Yue glanced at the woman on the ground and shook her head. “I’ll pass.”

Cheng Shijing had already seen through her thoughts. “Fine, I’ll let her stay at your place.”

“No need,” Luo Yue replied, then crouched down, rolled up her sleeves, and casually tied up her dripping wet hair. “I’ll take care of it.”

Cheng Shijing: “?”

“Are you that possessive, Luo Yue?” Cheng Shijing teased with a grin. “Staking your claim already, even though nothing has happened?”

“You know how it is,” Cheng Shijing poked her forehead. “Have you already started marking your territory?”

“If you walk around the island with her behind my back,” Luo Yue said nonchalantly, “tomorrow, as soon as I step outside, I’ll hear eight hundred times, ‘Teacher Luo, your fiancé carried another woman yesterday.'”

Cheng Shijing hesitated for a moment, his smile frozen on his face, and then he looked down at the slender woman. Uncertainly, he asked, “Are you sure you can handle this?”

Luo Yue was already holding the woman’s arm and leaning on her shoulder with Cheng Shijing’s assistance.

Cheng Shijing extended a helping hand and didn’t protest further.

“Oh, by the way,” Luo Yue said. “There’s a black suitcase in the sea. Can you help me retrieve it?”

The waves were relentless, constantly crashing onto the shore. Cheng Shijing took a deep breath and dived into the sea with a powerful stroke.

Luo Yue couldn’t help but express her concern, “Be careful.”

Apart from the sound of the waves, there was silence.

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The woman on her back wasn’t heavy, and her vampire-like appearance suited her well. Luo Yue exercised regularly, so carrying her was relatively easy. However, even so, walking from the seaside to her home was still a bit of an effort. Thankfully, Cheng Shijing was there to help.

When they arrived home, Luo Yue fetched a new towel for the woman to dry her hair and handed one to Cheng Shijing as well.

Cheng Shijing stood by the doorway, drying his hair, and asked, “Who is she? She seems quite wealthy.”

“Yep,” Luo Yue replied as she poured some ginger tea for Cheng Shijing. She nodded towards the adjacent small house. “She’s the granddaughter of the owner of that building.”

Cheng Shijing clicked his tongue. “What does she do herself?”

Luo Yue furrowed her brows. “How would I know?”

Cheng Shijing chuckled. “Aren’t you interested in her?”

Luo Yue: “…”

“I’ve got nothing,” Luo Yue stopped him, “Or else people will think I have ulterior motives.”

“You don’t?” Cheng Shijing continued teasing.

Luo Yue glanced at him from the corner of her eye. “No.”

At most, she was just slightly intrigued.

“If you’re in love with her,” Cheng Shijing said more seriously, “you’d better think it through because she’s not from our world.”

“I know,” Luo Yue rubbed her ear, “Why are you so annoying tonight?”

Cheng Shijing looked at the moon high in the sky and then made a double-edged comment, “After all, there’s only one moon on Moon Island.”

Luo Yue: “…”

“Wait until morning,” Cheng Shijing said, “and then let her go.”

Luo Yue knew that Cheng Shijing’s natural scientific thinking had already helped her assess the risks, but she still hesitated. “Let’s see what she wants.”

“If she doesn’t want to leave, are you planning to keep her?” Cheng Shijing raised an eyebrow, as if to say, “Are you nurturing a potential problem?”

Luo Yue fell silent.

Most of the time, their arguments and debates were not the end of their conversations; it was the silence that followed.

When Luo Yue was silent, Cheng Shijing knew she had made up her mind.

So, he warned her, “Luo Yue, guard your heart.”

Luo Yue smiled and pushed him back home. “I got it, you old scholar.”

After closing the door, Luo Yue stood in place for a while, admiring the moon, before slowly heading home.

Cheng Shijing’s warnings were perhaps too severe, considering she had only met the woman today. While there was indeed an attraction, it wasn’t to the extent of planning her entire future around her.

But she understood.

When she was in ninth grade, her mother passed away, and her father, unable to bear the loss, left Moon Island after she entered a boarding school in her first year of high school. He disappeared without a trace.

For Luo Yue, Moon Island had been her home, and Cheng Shijing’s family was like a second home to her.

Over the years, Cheng Shijing had been exceptionally good to her, to the point where even Cheng Shiyu, his own younger sister, was envious. But Cheng Shiyu had never realized that she, too, was very kind to Luo Yue.

Luo Yue remembered all of this and cherished it in her heart.

So, she paid some attention to Cheng Shijing’s advice, but she still thought he was worrying needlessly.

Once she returned to her room, the woman was still sleeping peacefully, her face less tense and hostile than when she was awake.

Luo Yue gently tucked her in with a new towel. She felt the damp clothes and knew that sleeping in them would surely result in a cold. Her own clothes could fit her, but…

Luo Yue couldn’t take advantage of her in this situation.

After some internal struggle, Luo Yue surrendered to reality. She took out a clean set of pajamas from the closet and approached the bed. She pushed her gently.

The woman furrowed her brows, seemingly caught in a nightmare, and grabbed Luo Yue’s hand.

Luo Yue froze in place, feeling the woman’s icy cold hand.

She licked her lips and asked softly, “Are you okay?”

“Sister…” the woman murmured in her sleep.

Luo Yue unconsciously swallowed and asked quietly, “Wake up for a moment, change into dry clothes, and then go back to sleep.”

The woman’s eyes welled up with tears, and her voice grew more pained, “Sister… don’t leave…”

Even in the quiet of the night, Luo Yue could barely hear her near-sleep murmurs. She leaned closer to listen.

The woman’s hot breath tickled her ear, and Luo Yue held her breath, only to hear her murmuring in a pleading tone, “I’m cold…”

The voice that had been crisp and aloof during the day now sounded vulnerable and beseeching. “Hug me, okay…”

Luo Yue’s tension, which had been high all this time, suddenly broke.