Chapter 15

According to the dictionary, the term "recessive trait" referred to qualities or traits that were not shown on the outside, as opposed to the term "dominant trait."

Xu Chuanchuan mentally struggled with the message Ange sent her. Only after Xu Xiangxiang had turned in her sleep did she snap out of her thoughts and moved aside.

Xu Chuanchuan: "Is there even a recessive trait for sexual orientation?"

Ange: "Why not? A great philosopher once said that love between men and women isn't absolute. Everyone has the hidden possibility of being homosexual. The reason why some people haven't become bent is that they have yet to meet someone of the same gender who is capable of moving their hearts."

Finding Ange's words to be dubious, Xu Chuanchuan asked, "What's this great philosopher's name?"

Ange: "Who cares? I can't remember."

Xu Chuanchuan felt that Ange was merely spouting nonsense, and she couldn't help but grow frustrated. "But I like men!"

Ange: "You might be a bisexual, then."

Xu Chuanchuan: "Don't spout nonsense without basis."

Ange: "The most direct way to determine a person's sexual orientation is to see which gender this person shows sexual urges toward."

Xu Chuanchuan: "I don't think I have any towards both male and female. Could it be that I have no sexual orientation???"

Ange: "Nonsense!"

Xu Chuanchuan: "I'm serious."

Ange: "Bullshit!"

Xu Chuanchuan: "...Do your readers know you have such a foul mouth?"

Ange: "Don't change the topic. Since you can't tell, I'll help you to determine it."

Xu Chuanchuan: "How?"

Ange: "Have you watched AVs before?"

Ange: "Do you think I'm you? No. o(╯□╰)o"

Xu Chuanchuan: "How did you know? [Blush]"

Ange: "Stop acting cute. All jokes aside, did your body not react at the slightest when reading these two genres of erotica?"

This… She did have a reaction… Moreover, it had happened just two days ago after she had finished reading the "meat" for She's Sweet…

When she recalled these reactions, Xu Chuanchuan's face turned bright red. Fortunately, the lights were off, and Xu Xiangxiang was fast asleep.

Xu Chuanchuan breathed out a deep sigh.

But what can this prove?

Ange's words were not the slightest bit reliable. Refusing to play along with Ange, Xu Chuanchuan lied: "Nope! I can't bear to read any of these things! I'm still pure! [Covers face]"

Ange: "Save it. Don't try to trick me."

Xu Chuanchuan: "Hnnng! How can you not believe me? [Bites handkerchief]"

Ange: "[Sweat] Forget it. I'll send you a few vids. Enjoy them during the weekend."

Xu Chuanchuan panicked when she saw Ange's words. Hurriedly, she typed: "I don't want them! My little sister is here! She'll think I'm crazy if she finds out I'm watching videos of two women going at it together!"

Ange: "Look at your courage [contempt]. If you don't want them, fine, then. I originally wanted to share these good things with you."

Xu Chuanchuan: "Thanks, but you should enjoy them on your own."

Ange: "Alright, then. I'll go enjoy one right now and rub one out before I go to bed."

Xu Chuanchuan: "...Have some restraint. Don't ruin your body."

Ange: "I'm kidding! [Rolls eyes] I just finished writing, so I'm going to take a shower before heading to bed. You should sleep early as well. Goodnight~"

Xu Chuanchuan: "Goodnight."

After chatting with Ange, Xu Chuanchuan became wide awake. When she heard the snoring coming from beside her, she couldn't help but sigh silently.

Ange likes to entertain me from time to time, so maybe she really was joking before. After all, how could I possibly like women?

Before going to bed, Xu Chuanchuan decided to read some reader comments. However, even after reading through the new comments, she still wasn't sleepy. She then decided to check Weibo for any interesting content. And as soon as she logged in, she heard a "ding-dong" sound.

It was a new message reminder.

When Xu Chuanchuan clicked on the prompt, the image of a blue ocean appeared on her phone's screen.

There Exists No Poem in a Girl's Feelings had replied to her message, but the message only contained two words: "Try guessing."

Xu Chuanchuan: "..."

Before, Xu Chuanchuan had suspected that this netizen was the reader Passerby, and she couldn't help herself from asking the other party in a private message. However, she never expected the other party to act mysterious with her.

I Love Malatang: "I'm guessing that you are. Five minutes after I sent you the meat, I received a Deep-water Torpedo from Passerby. The timing matches perfectly. If you are, thank you very much. You've given me so many Deep-waters already. I don't have anything to repay you with, so I'll give you a huge kiss. Muah╭(╯ε╰)╮"

The other party was probably asleep, as Xu Chuanchuan did not receive a reply to her message.

…

The next day.

Xu Chuanchuan woke up from hunger. When she opened her eyes, she found that the person beside her was still fast asleep with her butt raised to the sky. Finding this scene both funny and infuriating, Xu Chuanchuan shook her little sister and said, "Get up. It's almost afternoon. How are you sleeping better than I am?"

In response, Xu Xiangxiang snorted and said, "You're noisy."

Xu Chuanchuan smacked her little sister's bum without hesitation.

"Ah—It hurts!" Xu Xiangxiang sat up, her swollen eyes glaring at Xu Chuanchuan in dissatisfaction. "What are you doing?"

Removing the blanket on her body, Xu Chuanchuan said, "Do you want to sleep or eat something good? Choose."

Xu Xiangxiang salivated when she heard that there was something good to eat. Rubbing her head fawningly against her elder sister's body, she said, "Where are you taking me to eat?"

"First, get up, wash up, and get dressed."

An hour later.

"The sun is scorching. Why don't we take a taxi?" Xu Xiangxiang complained as soon as she left the apartment.

Dragging Xu Xiangxiang under her umbrella, Xu Chuanchuan said, "It's just a ten-minute walk. I've really spoiled you rotten."

"I'm just afraid of getting a tan... I'll look horrible if I get one. I didn't bring sunscreen with me, either," Xu Xiangxiang said, giggling as she hugged Xu Chuanchuan's arm. "Why don't you come to buy one with me later?"

Looking at her little sister's expression, Xu Chuanchuan immediately knew that Xu Xiangxiang was up to no good. Revealing an unamused smile, she asked, "And I'll be paying for it, right?"

"Hehe—"

Sending a flick to Xu Xiangxiang's forehead, Xu Chuanchuan said, "You little money-grubber. I wonder who you got that squandering habit from."

Instead of refuting her elder sister's words, Xu Xiangxiang vowed, "I'll make sure to repay you once I start working."

Xu Chuanchuan rolled her eyes and said, "Forget it. Focus on your studies first, then talk. Also, stop sticking to me and walk properly."

Standing upright, Xu Xiangxiang fanned herself with her hand and asked, "How long more do we have to walk?"

"Almost. The mall is just ahead. There's a famous shop that sells Hainan coconut chicken. My colleagues and I—"

"Pretty lady, pretty lady, hold on a second!"

Someone grabbed Xu Chuanchuan by the hand before she could finish, giving her a scare. When she turned around and saw the perpetrator's face, she couldn't help but be surprised.

The person who grabbed her was a middle-aged woman with a very tanned face. The woman dressed plainly and exuded a rustic look. Looking at Xu Chuanchuan, the woman asked, "Pretty lady, do you have a phone with you? My wallet and phone got stolen on my way here, and I even lost my way now. Can you lend me your phone to make a call?"

The middle-aged woman's voice carried a strong accent, but Xu Chuanchuan could still understand her. After snapping out of her daze, Xu Chuanchuan warily wriggled her arm out of the woman's grasp and backed away with Xu Xiangxiang.

Seeing this, the middle-aged woman hurriedly took out two corn cobs from the big bag she carried and said, "I-I-I'm not a bad guy! I came here from the countryside to visit relatives! I'll give you some corn if you help me!"

Xu Chuanchuan and Xu Xiangxiang exchanged glances with each other.

Xu Xiangxiang then tugged at Xu Chuanchuan's sleeve, telling her elder sister not to be nosy.

Unwilling to give up, the middle-aged woman continued, "I have peanuts if you don't want corn! I have many other things as well! I have rice, eggs, yams, and dried sweet potatoes! You can pick whatever you like!"

Xu Chuanchuan still hadn't made up her mind. However, the middle-aged woman had already removed the bag she carried and opened it up, revealing the various agricultural products inside. She then said sincerely, "See? I wasn't lying, right? You can pick whatever you want so long as you help me with a call."

The middle-aged woman stank of sweat. Xu Xiangxiang found the smell appalling, and she kept urging Xu Chuanchuan to leave.

Xu Chuanchuan hesitated.

A person's eyes couldn't deceive others. When Xu Chuanchuan saw that the middle-aged woman was about to cry from anxiety, compassion filled her heart, and she said, "Okay, I'll help you. Who do you want to call?"

The middle-aged woman smiled brightly and said, "I want to call a close friend of mine. Hold on; I have her home number."

The middle-aged woman set down the bags of various sizes she carried on the ground, and Xu Chuanchuan realized that she brought a black-bone chicken with her.

Afterward, the middle-aged woman pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from her shirt pocket, the paper having the number of a landline phone written on it. After wiping her sweaty hands on her trousers, she beamed an honest smile at Xu Chuanchuan and said, "I'll read it while you dial it."

"Sure." Xu Chuanchuan took out her phone.

After Xu Chuanchuan dialed the eight-digit number, the call quickly connected. When she turned on the speaker mode, she heard the other side speaking, "Hello?"

Hearing this voice, the middle-aged woman eagerly grabbed Xu Chuanchuan's wrist and shouted into the phone, "Mingshu, Mingshu! It's me!"

The middle-aged woman spoke in dialect, and Xu Chuanchuan couldn't understand a word the woman was saying. She also felt very uncomfortable from being grabbed by the woman's sweaty hands. However, seeing how excited the other party was, she couldn't find it within herself to struggle free, so she had no choice but to endure it.

After the middle-aged woman spoke a bunch, another woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.

The person on the other side similarly spoke in dialect. However, this woman didn't sound like a country bumpkin at all. Instead, she spoke in a soft and gentle tone. She also dragged the ending of her sentences, her speech sounding as if she was reciting a poem.

Listening to this woman's voice, Xu Chuanchuan couldn't help but think to herself, Her voice is so beautiful. She sounds like a cultured lady.