Because of My Stupidity, I Became a Timid Vampire

Chapter 200 : Tricks of Fate

Standing at the restroom entrance, Bai He looked down, listlessly kicking the ground with her toes to pass time.

Although she appeared nonchalant on the surface, her mood was actually quite poor—extremely bad, in fact. It had been like this for several consecutive days.

The reason was simple—Bei Yaoyue and Bei Yaofeng's relationship had been completely exposed to everyone.

The moment she learned about it, Bai He clearly understood that Bei Yaofeng was a pure white lotus flower that could be admired from afar but not defiled—a mirage she could never reach.

Setting aside that Bei Yaofeng already had someone in her heart, even if she somehow managed to steal Bei Yaofeng away from Bei Yaoyue someday, in others' eyes she would still be a robber who stole someone's love, unable to legitimately become a couple.

Reality was this cruel. A fifteen-year-old naive girl's first love ended hastily before it even had a chance to begin. She hadn't even had time to start doing anything before permanently losing her opportunity.

So she felt lost and disappointed, spending several consecutive days in a daze. Even her novel, which had been developing well, hadn't been updated for days.

Update requests never stopped, and the comment section was full of remarks like "paying respects at a grave," but she had no heart to deal with them. She even felt those comments were completely right—she felt her heart had almost become the star of a funeral procession during those days.

Bai He was still young and lacked life experience. She had no idea how to adjust her mindset or how to handle these feelings for Bei Yaofeng that could never bear fruit.

After waiting outside boredly for nearly ten minutes with the two still not coming out, Bai He muttered in confusion: "How is the makeup still not done? Logically, touching up makeup shouldn't take this long, right?"

Thinking this, she temporarily put her bag on the ground and walked into the restroom, but didn't see the two at the sinks, making her even more puzzled—if not touching up makeup at the sinks, were they doing it inside the stalls?

With the intent of discovering the truth, Bai He entered the restroom. Just as she was about to call their names, she suddenly heard some strange sounds.

From the innermost stall came sounds like crying, like pain, and like enduring something—soft whimpering. Although the owner of the voice was trying hard to suppress it, Bai He could still tell it was Bei Yaofeng's voice.

Bai He was an experienced person after all. She instantly thought of certain indescribable scenes, and her cheeks immediately flushed red. She quietly walked to the stall and pressed her ear against the door, making the sounds from inside much clearer.

"Mm... mm..."

Terrible sounds kept flowing into her ears—the voice soft yet charming. Hearing such sounds, Bai He's breathing involuntarily became rapid, and her body began gradually heating up.

The two of them were...

Having heard things she shouldn't have, Bai He felt like a thief doing bad things. Shame and embarrassment welled up in her heart. She took a deep breath, resisting the urge to listen more, and tiptoed out of the restroom without making any sound.

Back at the restroom entrance, Bei Yaofeng's soul-stirring voice still lingered in her mind, truly echoing for days with endless reverberations. Many inappropriate images involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

"What are you thinking about?" Xifeng's voice suddenly appeared beside Bai He, nearly scaring the guilt-ridden Bai He into jumping.

Showing a guilty smile, Bai He turned to look at Xifeng and casually made up an excuse: "Thinking about the plot for my upcoming novel."

"Novel? You write novels?" Xifeng showed a surprised expression. "What kind of novel? I'll check it out sometime."

"'Because of My Recklessness, I Became My Sister's Plaything'... Ah!" Realizing she had let it slip, Bai He's expression changed dramatically as she covered her mouth, regretting it deeply.

Her novel was designed with Bei Yaoyue and Bei Yaofeng as models for the protagonists. Outsiders might not notice anything, but the two parties involved would definitely detect some clues.

"What type of novel is it?" Xifeng continued asking.

Since she had already let it slip, Bai He had nothing left to hide. She said in a voice barely above a whisper: "It's... it's a yuri novel..."

"Uh... a yuri novel?" Xifeng was also stunned, then smiled awkwardly. She realized she had successfully made the atmosphere particularly awkward with two questions, because she really hadn't expected to get such an answer.

"Let's go. If you want to chat, don't do it at the restroom entrance." Bei Yaoyue on the side spoke up, forcefully interjecting into their conversation, then glanced at Bai He with a pitying look.

The observer sees clearly while the participant is confused. Xifeng might not notice, but she could see it clearly. She knew Bai He definitely had feelings for Xifeng, because current Bai He was so similar to Su Weiai back then.

Clearly liking someone but not daring to speak up due to various concerns.

But Bei Yaoyue wouldn't show Bai He any mercy, because this was a matter of principle. What belonged to her, she had no reason to share with others.

"Let's go help out a bit at my friend's booth. After all, we're using her staff passes." Bei Yaoyue led the way in one direction.

"Okay." Xifeng nodded and stepped forward, but her legs went weak and she nearly collapsed to the ground. She felt as if she had arrived in heaven, with everything beneath her feet soft and fluffy, each step like walking on colorful auspicious clouds.

Bai He quickly reached out to support Xifeng's body. After hesitating, she pretended to know nothing and asked: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just a small matter." Xifeng smiled at Bai He nonchalantly. "I sat on the toilet too long just now and my legs went numb. It'll be fine in a moment."

"Oh, that's good then." Bai He replied with complex feelings.

Breaking free from Bai He's support, Xifeng quickly followed Bei Yaoyue, appearing calm on the surface but actually seething with anger inside.

The soundproofing of restroom stalls naturally wasn't very good. Xifeng knew Bai He was right outside, so she was forced not to make even the slightest sound. If Bai He heard those shameful sounds, she might die of social death immediately. Moreover, to avoid messing up her makeup, she couldn't cover her mouth with her hands to muffle sounds—all her efforts could only be achieved by biting her lips tightly.

There were even several times when she almost couldn't help making sounds. Unable to bear it, she could only look at the pervert before her with pleading eyes, hoping this beast still had a tiny bit of conscience and could show some mercy.

Unexpectedly, perhaps this pitiful expression further stimulated Bei Yaoyue's desire to torment. Her pleas only resulted in further bullying—she even felt she almost died.

Fortunately, Bai He seemed not to have noticed anything unusual. Xifeng felt her efforts to endure hadn't been in vain.