There Are Always Teachers Who Want To Ask Out Parents

Chapter 112: Jiang Yu Extra Story: Sister Likes You (2)

Cheng Yan got out of the car and walked towards the entrance, her legs feeling heavy as if filled with lead. She kept turning back every few steps, both afraid of seeing the car drive away immediately and hoping for it to disappear quickly. Her heart was beating faster, and her eyes felt a bit sore.

The road from the school gate to the dormitory building was long, with turns and obstacles like an artificial lake blocking her view. Finally, she couldn't see the car anymore.

The last image before her eyes was the car silently parked there, like a black oil painting.

She didn't look back anymore, but her steps couldn't quicken. At that moment, an unrealistic illusion crossed her mind—would her sister chase after her?

In the beginning, sister only had Assistant Feng or the driver drop her off at school. Later on, sister personally drove her, but she would immediately leave after seeing her get out of the car. However, today, the car had stayed at the school gate for a long time, long enough for her to indulge in some wishful thinking.

Sister likes her too, right? She had said it herself.

The thought flashed through her mind, and she immediately dismissed it, laughing at herself.

She was just a plaything. If someone showed her a little bit of favor, she would forget herself and entertain all sorts of inappropriate thoughts. It was simply childish and ridiculous.

The morning light fell on her face as she squinted her eyes. She accidentally squeezed out a warm liquid, and she hurriedly wiped it away. Looking around to make sure no one noticed her, she quickened her pace towards the dormitory building.

….

Half a month, quite long and unbearable.

Since meeting Jiang Yu, Cheng Yan never stayed apart from her for more than seven days. They would meet at least four times a month. At first, they only saw each other in bed at night, but later, Jiang Yu would take her out on their days off, buy things for her, and their intimacy grew.

But it was only superficial intimacy. She understood that.

Jiang Yu never spoke much about herself, never took her to her own home, and they always met in hotels. She was aware that Jiang Yu was a supermodel. She had seen her on TV before but hadn't recognized her at first, as she wasn't particularly interested in the fashion industry and didn't follow social media much.

Ironically, she had once naively believed that their familiarity was a sign of fate between them, thinking they might have a future together.

She had developed feelings and was falling deeper into it.

The weather was getting warmer, and time seemed to pass unusually slowly. Cheng Yan counted the days on her fingers every day, eagerly waiting for Jiang Yu's return. She couldn't wait to see her immediately, instead of waiting until the evening to meet at the hotel.

With no classes in the afternoon, after finishing lunch, Cheng Yan took a shower and changed into the white dress that Jiang Yu had given her. She carefully did her makeup in front of the mirror, getting ready to go out.

"Is the youngest in love lately? Look at her, she's been smiling foolishly in front of the mirror for nearly half an hour, hahaha..."

"I wonder which handsome guy has won the heart of our youngest sister~"

Her roommates teased and laughed, having noticed her recent behavior. It wasn't that they were particularly observant, but rather her recent actions were quite out of character.

When you have someone you like, it's hard to hide your thoughts.

"No, no," Cheng Yan blushed from the teasing, denying it with her mouth while her heart was filled with a sweet sensation. "I won't be coming back tonight, so you don't have to wait for me. Just go to bed early."

"Okay."

Her roommates knew that she had rented a room near the school and occasionally stayed there, so they didn't suspect anything.

To meet Jiang Yu, Cheng Yan always had to inform her in advance. Jiang Yu didn't like sudden disturbances, and Cheng Yan always remembered this. Even though she wanted to surprise her right now, she had to inform her on WeChat first. She couldn't bear the consequences of not obeying. Ever since she saw Jiang Yu's cold face, she had become more and more afraid of being pushed away at any moment.

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[I'm at the office.]

[Come over.]

Jiang Yu replied quickly.

[Okay.]

Cheng Yan's heart soared, and her steps became lighter. She went from walking briskly to jogging until she reached the school gate, where she hailed a taxi.

….

The company is the second place that is filled with Jiang Yu's presence, apart from the hotel. Cheng Yan has been here many times and is already familiar with the place. The security guards won't stop her, and the receptionist will greet her. She can even enter the office without knocking.

However, she always insists on knocking before entering, regardless of the privilege given to her by her sister. It's just a habit of hers to announce her presence before entering someone else's territory as a sign of courtesy.

This time is no different.

Cheng Yan stands in front of the office door, takes a deep breath, her heart pounding faster and faster. Her lips tremble slightly with excitement as she raises her hand and gently knocks on the door, cautiously pushing it open.

The room is silent, with dim lighting. The window is only half open, and a warm breeze seeps in, causing the curtains to rustle.

Jiang Yu is leaning on the sofa, eyes closed and motionless.

"Sister?" Cheng Yan calls out softly.

There is no response.

Fell asleep?

She closes the door and walks over, being careful not to make any noise.

Jiang Yu is leaning back against the sofa, arms crossed, the collar of her black striped suit open, rising and falling with her breath, revealing her slender white neck and straight collarbone, enticing one to imagine what lies beneath. She seems to be asleep, with long and steady breaths. Without her makeup, her face loses some of its sharpness, her features soften, and she appears more approachable.

On the runway, she is a goddess who controls the masses, but off the runway, she is a gentle and kind sister.

What a beauty...

Cheng Yan's lips curl up, her eyes twinkling with pink hearts. She moves closer, slightly leaning forward, closing her eyes, and gently kissing Jiang Yu's face.

Feeling like she's doing something mischievous, the girl quickly opens her eyes, pats her chest nervously, and stares at Jiang Yu. Seeing no signs of her waking up, her courage grows, and feeling unsatisfied, she leans in again, attempting to kiss those lips.

Her waist suddenly tightens, and before she can react, she unexpectedly falls into a warm embrace, her short exclamation muffled in her throat.

"Mm..."

Her lips are enveloped by a dominant presence, a hand firmly supporting the back of her head, forcing her to tilt her head back in compliance.

The little canary was captured by a wild cat.

Devoured to the bone.

"Sister..." She finally inhales a breath of fresh air, opening her mouth to gasp.

Jiang Yu holds the girl's slender waist like a supple willow branch, sitting her on her lap, and raises a hand to gently stroke her face. "Missed me?"

Her deep voice carries desire as she captures the girl's earlobe.

Trembling, the girl murmurs, "Missed... missed you so much..."

"Sister missed you too." Jiang Yu kisses her earlobe.

Cheng Yan bites her lip, her cheeks turning as red as a boiled crab. Under Jiang Yu's gaze, her face grows hotter and hotter. Her heart beats rapidly, and unable to resist, she hooks her arms around Jiang Yu's neck and buries her face in her hair.

Sister said she missed her.

She never saw her sister as a "celebrity." Her sister was just an ordinary, belonging-to-her sister who would gently comfort her when she felt uncomfortable, tenderly kiss her when she couldn't control her tears, and offer her embrace when she blushed with shyness. And she was just sinking into this comfortable whirlpool, dizzy and unable to free herself.

But deep down, she knew that her sister could never have any feelings for her. Their relationship, in the eyes of ordinary people, was dirty, shameful, something to be hidden from others.

All the tenderness and affection were only superficial.

She was just her little canary.

Perhaps her sister actually despised her.

When her sister grew tired of her, they would have to end it...

Thinking about all this, Cheng Yan's nose started to feel sour, and her chest ached. She instinctively held onto Jiang Yu's neck, nuzzling her face against it, biting her lip to suppress any sound.

The atmosphere became somewhat subtle.

Jiang Yu keenly sensed the girl's emotions, gently patting her back and softly asking, "Is there something upsetting you?" As she spoke, she stroked the girl's hair and closed her eyes, lightly sniffing. "You can tell sister."

"...No." Cheng Yan hurriedly denied, lifting her head to smile sweetly at her. "I'm just happy to see sister."

She couldn't dare to say.

Although she wanted to sink into the beautiful dream, she couldn't help but think of the harsh reality.

Treasure every moment in front of you. she thought.

Leave some memories for herself

After all, she was young, unable to hide her concerns; everything she thought was written all over her face, yet she remained completely unaware. In just those few seconds of distraction, Jiang Yu perceived the girl's thoughts in their entirety, capturing every expression in her sight. Without revealing any emotions, she said nothing, as if she hadn't seen anything.

"I'm a little tired today."

Jiang Yu smiled and looked at the girl with narrowed eyes. She extended her index finger and pressed it against her lips. "But when I hold you, I won't feel tired."

After saying that, she blinked and playfully raised the corners of her eyes, captivating her.

"Sister likes you."

It was a gaze similar to how one looks at a pet, filled with affection and playfulness like teasing a cat, dog, or little bird.

Cheng Yan was enchanted.

All thoughts of restraint and hesitation vanished from her mind as if under a spell.

"Sister..."

"Mm?"

"I..." She remembered something she had never dared to ask. "Can I save your phone number?"

Sister said she liked her.

She would agree.

Jiang Yu smiled even more tenderly. "WeChat is enough."

Her words were light, but her tone left no room for refusal.

Her hope was dashed, and Cheng Yan felt a bit disappointed. She gathered her courage and grabbed Jiang Yu's wrist, gently shaking it, and softly pleaded, "But I want to occasionally call you... please, sister~"

"You know, what sister like most about you?" Jiang Yu responded, evading the question.

The girl asked in confusion, "What?"

"I like your obedience."

Her slender fingers caressed the girl's face, like numerous snakes sticking out their red tongues.

Cheng Yan suddenly woke up.

This was a warning.

In the days that followed, Cheng Yan became even more obedient and attentive, receiving even more intense affection.

Jiang Yu often whispered in her ear: "Sister likes you. Sister likes you the most."

Jiang Yu always called her baby.

She spoiled her more and more.

Although she no longer gave her direct money, she would buy her many, many things.

However, she still didn't give her a phone number, didn't take her home, and didn't talk about anything related to herself. But these things were no longer important. Tender affection and indulgence were a corrosive poison, and few little girls could resist its effects.

The canary gradually lost herself in the cage.

One morning, as they woke up in each other's embrace and enjoyed a moment of tenderness, Jiang Yu took the initiative to talk about her own childhood experiences.

Some embarrassing incidents, nothing significant.

Cheng Yan curled up in her arms, obedient and gentle like a little kitten. She looked at her with shyness and timidity, her eyes filled with sweetness. The intense and passionate feelings were about to overflow, the vibrant aura that belonged to a young girl, something she had always been infatuated with.

They got up as usual, got dressed, freshened up, and had breakfast.

Jiang Yu stood by the window, gazing outside as the sunlight poured in. She was lost in thoughts about what to buy for the little canary today, unaware of someone approaching from behind.

Her waist was suddenly encircled.

"Sister..."

Cheng Yan embraced her from behind, her delicate face gently rubbing against Jiang Yu's ear. "I love you."

The window glass reflected the girl's smiling face, sweet, shy, and filled with anticipation. It also reflected Jiang Yu's expression and gaze, dark, cold, and unclear.

Jiang Yu slowly removed the hands around her waist, turned around, pushed Cheng Yan away, and sat on the sofa. She took out a cigarette box from her bag, pulled one out, and lit it.

"Sister?"

Cheng Yan followed in confusion.

As the sparks burned brightly, Jiang Yu exhaled smoke with a hint of floral scent. After a long while, she spoke in a low voice, "You've become more disobedient."

"..."

"I don't like you like this."

She took a sharp inhale, causing the cigarette to burn halfway through, and the ashes fell onto the coffee table. It reflected in her calm and undisturbed eyes.

Cheng Yan looked at Jiang Yu in dismay, her lips quivering for a while, unable to utter a word. She suddenly realized what she had said, as if awakening from a dream.

Fear and despair followed closely behind.

Sister is angry.

They...

The phone rang.

Jiang Yu glanced at it and saw that it was her assistant calling. She took one last drag from the cigarette, stretched her long legs, leaned back against the sofa, closed her eyes, and answered the call.

It was about work.

She hummed twice and finally said, "I'll come over now."

After hanging up the phone, she stood up, as if ignoring the girl beside her. She picked up her bag, put on sunglasses, walked to the door, paused, lowered her head, and then raised it. She kept her back turned to the sofa the whole time.

A very soft sigh.

"I have something to attend to, so I'll leave now. You can go back to school by yourself, can you?"

"Yes."

She opened the door.

"Sister..." a trembling voice came from behind, "Will I never see you again?"

Jiang Yu didn't say anything. She left and closed the door.

Author's Note:

Elder sister is not bad, Little sister is not in love~