Will the plagiarism girl be a substitute for the preference for women?

"I guess so..." China replied hesitantly.

"Thank you for your courage," Xiangzi said, placing her hand on the back of Qianna's hand.

"Well……"

With her cheeks flushed, China felt a fever in her head, even more intense than when she had a fever last night, which made her thoughts chaotic.

Is this considered acceptance, or is it considered being friend-zoned?

Does this count as me initiating a confession?

She couldn't figure it out and didn't dare to ask. She just hurriedly took a bottle of makeup remover from her bag and came back.

"Um, let me remove the mole on your face first." Just as China was about to tear open the package, Shoko took the makeup remover.

"I can just do it myself."

Xiangzi went into the restroom and closed the door.

China remained silent as the hand that had taken the toner from her lifted and rubbed it in mid-air.

This makes me feel even more like I've been friend-zoned.

However, there's nothing wrong with maintaining a close, sisterly relationship like this...

Hmm, it shouldn't be anything bad...

.........

"Ugh……"

After closing the door, Xiangzi let out a soft sigh, and his shoulders slumped down.

What was I just saying...?

Xiangzi placed his hands on the edge of the sink, bent over, and stared at his own disheveled hair and the beauty mark under his eye for a long while.

Some memories surfaced in her mind.

It was the day before she told China not to interfere in the family's affairs, when she and China were rehearsing a virtual character theater scene via voice chat.

Xiangzi plays the vampire, and Qianna plays the two-faced witch. The story is about the vampire attacking the witch at night, and both of them gave very dedicated performances.

Finally, during the rehearsal, when the vampire learned that the stronger the witch's magic, the more delicious her blood became, and planned to replenish the witch's magic, Sose's voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone, and the rehearsal came to an abrupt halt.

That script was designed purely to boost the commercial appeal of the yuri (lesbian) plot. At that time, no matter how expressive the acting was, it was solely for the purpose of better portraying the character, and had no connection to the actual relationship between the characters.

Everything was for the sake of business; that was always her thought.

but……

Lost in thought and conflicted, Xiangzi silently touched the face of "Qian Nai" in the mirror and whispered:

"You're so stupid, you don't even try to hide it."

"You wouldn't say that you had a manic episode last night, so you rehearsed the script in front of the mirror and used the performance to vent your emotions, would you? Now you're so ashamed that you can hardly leave the stage."

"You stupid witch, I'm going to suck some of your blood as punishment."

Xiangzi came up with some scripts on the spot and rehearsed them to truly experience how effective they were.

She slowly opened her mouth, imagining that she had a pair of sharp teeth, while the "China" in the mirror was dressed as a witch.

But when she tried to get close to and bite "China's" neck, she couldn't get into the situation because "China" was moving in sync with her.

Unless, of course, one can imagine a person whose movements are different from one's own through a mirror.

"Damn, is her imagination that good?" Xiangzi exclaimed.

She definitely needs a real person to rehearse with.

After removing her makeup, Xiangzi walked out the door and noticed Qianna's bewildered expression.

The other party was clearly puzzled that Xiangzi had to close the shop while removing her makeup, and that it had taken so long, but in their hearts they firmly believed that Xiangzi was not like them.

Without thinking too much about it, China brought up something she thought was very important to the two of them.

“Um, Xiao Xiang… if we end up living together again for some reason, I think you should prepare some safety measures.”

"Safety measures?" Xiangzi tilted his head slightly and frowned.

"that is……"

China swallowed hard and explained seriously,

"If we end up sleeping in the same room, you should put some self-defense equipment under your pillow beforehand, such as a stun gun."

"That way, when I have a manic episode and can't help but bother you, you can subdue me as quickly as possible."

Xiangzi gave him a "Are you serious?" look, then shook his head and smiled, "No need."

"But……"

"Get some rest," Xiangzi said as he walked toward the door. "We'll find some time later to rehearse in person. The rehearsal we did with voice recordings last time wasn't quite right."

"Rehearsals in person?"

As China voiced her doubts, Shoko had already walked out the door.

"For rehearsals of short plays featuring virtual characters, voice rehearsals should be sufficient, right..."

"and many more……"

“If we’re using 3D motion capture to film the play, then on-site rehearsals are definitely necessary,” China thought of a serious answer.

Chapter 135 What's Wrong with Wearing My Sister's Clothes?

When Xiangzi walked out of the inpatient department in the morning, the dark clouds from last night had quietly dispersed, revealing a clear and bright sky.

The clear weather soothed Xiangzi's mood somewhat after the torrential rain of the previous night.

However, she still has a series of things to do.

Saying it's to clean up after her sister might not sound quite right, so let's just call it taking care of the rest so she has nothing to worry about.

Xiangzi first arrived at Tobu Department Store, where there was a pile of cosmetics and clothes that Qianna had bought.

She had prepared the receipts for China in advance, and then went to each shop to count them.

Then, I gave the deliveryman a small tip, stacked the packaged items on a trolley, and delivered them to the door.

Incredibly, there were so many things that they had to be transported in two carts. Xiangzi even doubted whether Qiannai's wardrobe could hold all those clothes.

After that, I called a Lalamove truck to deliver the items to Qiannai's doorstep.

This process gave Xiangzi the feeling of purchasing for the company.

"China, where do you live?"

Xiangzi asked this directly on Line.

This might be a rather private question for someone you've just met, but China asked it so inappropriately yesterday.

Moreover, when Xiangzi asked this question, she intuitively felt no resistance, probably because Qianna treated her with the same honesty as an older sister.

"Huh? You're already planning to live together?" China added a blushing emoji after the sentence.

"No, I'm going to deliver the things you bought yesterday to your house."

"Huh? Can you carry all this stuff by yourself?" China couldn't help but think of Xiangzi carrying his goods in a handcart.

“I hired someone to transport it. The goods have been delivered to the mall downstairs. I plan to call a small truck to transport them to your house.”

"I see. It is indeed more convenient to ship them together than to have the merchants send them by courier."

Afterwards, Chika quickly told Shoko the location of her house and the door code, without saying anything like "deliver her to the nearby post station" out of consideration for privacy.

"She really didn't hesitate at all," Shoko muttered to herself, impressed by China's trust.

Then, she called a truck at the designated location.

"If there are any clothes you like inside, Xiao Xiang can wear them too."

China added on LINE that she had said something similar while shopping at the mall yesterday.

Just as Xiangzi was about to decline as she had the day before, she noticed that she was still wearing Yuqiu's uniform.

Besides Mu, she also has to meet Chu Hua again today.

Yesterday, when I was having dinner with Chu Hua, she suddenly ran out with Qian Nai halfway through the meal, which obviously made Chu Hua a little embarrassed and confused.

So I have to go see them again to apologize and explain.

The clothes I bought when we met have gotten soaked in the downpour and are still hanging in my rented room.

Should I just wear my school uniform to the meeting... or should I buy another outfit?

Looking at the mountain of clothes piled up by China, Xiangzi closed his eyes and sighed softly.

Then I'll wear hers for now.

…………

On the way to China's house, Xiangzi observed the decoration of the nearby houses through the car window. It was not difficult to judge from the decoration that the people living in this area were basically middle class.

When she arrived at China's house and got out of the truck, she saw that the parking space in the yard was empty and there was no sound of people inside the house.

Xiangzi rang the doorbell, but there was still no response.

China said that she was raised by her mother alone.

Now that her daughter has made something of herself and become a rising star in the music industry, her mother is still working hard, even during Golden Week...

Xiangzi didn't want to compare things too much. Anyway, she could only rely on herself now. At most, she hoped that her father could pay off the hospital bills.

After opening the door, Xiangzi and the truck driver moved all the items to the doorway.

"Excuse me."

After politely saying goodbye to the driver, Xiangzi finally managed to get all his belongings into the living room after several attempts.

Then, she took a pair of disposable shoe covers from the shoe cabinet by the door, picked up a mop, and cleaned up the shoe prints thoroughly.

"Free housekeeping services..."

While cleaning, Xiangzi unconsciously murmured those words.

This is what China said to Shoko in the music room last time, saying that there are free housekeeping services at home.

At the time, Xiangzi thought she was referring to her mother.

But her mother is busy even during Golden Week, and China doesn't even do some housework on her own initiative. Does she expect her mother to come home and do it for her?

If China is referring to a nanny, then what does "free" mean?

Without giving it much thought, Xiangzi finished cleaning and started picking out clothes from the two rows of shopping bags in the living room.

"Pinkish-black..."

When he picked up a set of clothes, Xiangzi's gaze lingered on it for a few extra seconds.

As expected, among this pile of items, China also bought corresponding hair accessories, platform black leather shoes, and slouch socks to create a "landmine-style" outfit.

She doesn't care what she wears; the "landmine" style of clothing is quite nice in itself. As long as she doesn't do anything like cutting her wrists or risking her life to crack down on drug dealers, she can just wear this outfit to blend into the "landmine" girls' school and gather clues about the drug dealers...

In the end, Xiangzi chose a relatively light and elegant outfit, changed into it in the first-floor restroom, and looked in the mirror.

"It doesn't reflect the whole picture..." Xiangzi said, looking at the mirror on the sink.

Then she returned to the living room and scanned her surroundings, but did not see a full-length mirror.

That's all we can do for now.

Xiangzi turned on the front camera of his phone and placed it on the windowsill.

Then she took a few steps away, took off her shoes with shoe covers, and put them aside.

She looked at herself on her phone screen, first twisting her body left and right. Seeing that the overall look was good, she then smiled and struck various poses with some enthusiasm.

Or she might turn to the side with her hands behind her back, lifting one heel, or lightly pinch her skirt with both hands, or cross her legs with her hands on her hips...

After that, she gradually let loose and struck all sorts of cute or funny poses.

These are poses she would have struck without a second thought when taking photos with others a year or so ago.

Now, she only lets herself go when she's alone.

Suddenly, a message popped up at the top of the phone screen.