Reborn as a woman in a superpowered society: My father remarried and gained an older sister.

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I wouldn't say I'm lonely or isolated.

He had simply grown accustomed to Su Xiyue's presence and accepted many of her actions without realizing it.

For example, helping him carry his things, or holding an umbrella for him...

Walking alone on a familiar road that you once traveled with companions always feels like something is missing.

Gu Qing thought to herself.

Upon arriving at the school gate, the familiar security guard, an older woman, smiled and asked, "Why didn't your girlfriend see you off today?"

Gu Qing was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

He never explained his relationship with Su Xiyue, which was suspected of being exploitative.

But now that I think about it, was it really just exploitation back then?

"She has something to do today."

Gu Qing ultimately did not offer any explanation, but simply said goodbye and entered the campus.

Although she was known as the school beauty and occasionally received flirtations, college students still had a sense of shame.

After learning that Gu Qing "has a girlfriend," even though they would still cast admiring or covetous glances at him, very few people dared to shamelessly come forward and try to get close to him.

Gu Qing lowered her head and walked back to her dormitory.

Looking at Yu Kai, who had just gotten up, she immediately said, "Yu Kai, you know how to do makeup, right? Help me figure out how to cover these up."

Gu Qing pulled open her collar.

Yu Kai glanced at it and exclaimed in surprise, "I never knew you were this wild, Gu Qing!"

Her fair neck and collarbone were covered in red marks.

Yu Kai could almost imagine how much saliva and teeth marks had flowed on it.

Gu Qing knew that explaining at this point would be useless, so she simply ignored it.

"Can it be covered up?" Gu Qing asked.

"It's not a big problem, just apply a few more layers of concealer," Yu Kai said, taking out his tools.

Liang Feifei and Lin Fang, who had just woken up from their sleep, saw this scene, exchanged a glance, and conveyed a certain message.

160. The girl tries to explore Gu Qing's past.

Gu Qing was not familiar with cosmetics, but she wasn't completely unfamiliar with them either.

Although war correspondents don't need to be on camera as often as other journalists, and even when they are on camera, they mostly need helmets and bulletproof vests rather than makeup.

However, Gu Qing still recognized some basic cosmetics.

"Gu Qing, your skin is so good. You don't even use any skincare products. This is so unfair."

As Yu Kai helped Gu Qing apply concealer, he muttered to himself.

Gu Qing had no answer to this.

Having been exposed to wind and sun in a past life, my skin is not only dark but also rough, which enhances its defensive capabilities.

But in this life, it's completely reversed; her skin is fair and tender, like water.

After Yu Kai finished applying the ointment, he picked up his mirror and placed it in front of Gu Qing.

"Let's see how it goes!" Yu Kai said.

Gu Qing looked in the mirror and saw that the red marks on her neck had been concealed.

Although there is a slight color difference between it and the skin on the face, it is difficult to notice unless you look closely.

"That's fine, thank you so much!"

Gu Qing let out a long sigh of relief.

Although he didn't care much about what others thought, anyone would feel ashamed to have such a large "hickey" on their head.

"Why are you thanking me!"

Yu Kai smiled and casually slipped Gu Qing a bag of snacks he had been promoting.

Yu Kai seemed very happy to be able to help Gu Qing.

After concealing the unusual appearance on her neck, Gu Qing tidied up her desk.

He doesn't live in the dormitory, so he has very few belongings.

So his roommates would often leave things on his desk without a second thought.

Although she didn't like it, Gu Qing didn't say much; everyone just made do with each other.

As her roommates gradually washed up and put on makeup, Gu Qing waited while reading a book.

Nearly an hour later, Lin Fang, who was the slowest to move, finished her makeup and changed into a white T-shirt and knee-length shorts.

Perhaps because he was in a relationship, Lin Fang was more concerned about his image than when they first met.

Her originally casual style gradually evolved into a "pure and innocent" style, which contrasted sharply with Liang Feifei's "sexy style".

Of course, Gu Qing didn't dare to open her eyes too much to see what Liang Feifei called sexy.

After leaving the dormitory, the four of them parted ways at the teaching building.

This morning's class was logic. The instructor was very rigorous and always checked attendance one by one, which could be described as responsible.

Gu Qing has never missed a class, so she is not worried about attendance.

Upon entering the classroom, Gu Qing, who, as always, attracted a lot of attention, soon spotted Jiang Ziran waving at him.

Whoever arrives first gets a seat—this was an agreement between him and Jiang Ziran that wasn't strictly a formal agreement.

After Gu Qing sat down next to Jiang Ziran, she took out her textbooks and arranged them one by one.

Taking advantage of this moment, Jiang Ziran said, "Gu Qing, what dishes would you like to eat on Saturday noon? I'll have my sister order them in advance!"

This was something the two had agreed upon beforehand; Jiang Ziran's sister would be coming to Jinling to treat them to a meal, and Gu Qing had already agreed a few days ago.

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do. There are no dietary restrictions. Just pick what you like to eat," Gu Qing said.

"I knew you would say that."

Jiang Ziran shook her head and, before class started, quickly took out her phone to inform her older sister.

A few minutes later, the bell rang for class, and Gu Qing began to listen attentively.

Meanwhile, in the large classroom at Jinxin, Su Xiyue was completely oblivious to what the teacher was saying.

At this moment, her mind was filled with Gu Qing's image.

"Third brother, I'm still very curious. What exactly did you do to get kicked out by your sister-in-law? Did you...?"

With a lewd grin, Xiong Huanhuan groped Su Xiyue's buttocks, seemingly thinking about something strange.

Su Xiyue's sudden move back to the dormitory with her luggage naturally aroused the curiosity of her roommates.

Moreover, judging from her mental state, she doesn't seem to be in very good condition.

Xiong Huanhuan tried to cheer Su Xiyue up in her own way.

But Su Xiyue found it hard to muster any enthusiasm.

"Don't overthink it. If it really comes to that, I'll accept it..."

Su Xiyue propped one hand on the table, rested her cheek on her hand, and said with a worried expression.

Her relationship with Gu Qing is complicated, and the stories that follow are even more complicated.

Add to that Gu Qing's "unusual" personality, and it becomes an even bigger mess.

Even if you try to explain, you can't make it clear.

Moreover, Su Xiyue didn't want to explain to her roommates.

She hasn't broken up with her boyfriend yet; she's just waiting for the verdict!

The waiting process was extremely painful and agonizing. After pondering for an entire class period, Su Xiyue rallied her spirits.

It wasn't that she had figured something out, but rather that waiting didn't mean she couldn't do anything.

Especially right now, there is one thing she urgently needs to figure out: where did Gu Qing's scars come from?

Thinking of this, Su Xiyue's thoughts raced, and as soon as get out of class ended, she dialed her mother Su Changqin's number.

Although it's not convenient to ask directly, I should still give it a try.

She couldn't bring herself to ask Gu Qing's father, Uncle Gu, but she hoped her mother could find out something.

Unfortunately, when the call was made, it was Su Changqin's secretary who answered.

"The boss is in a meeting. Is it urgent?" the secretary asked.

"No, it's nothing. I'll call my mom again tonight!"

Su Xiyue hung up the phone after she finished speaking.

After hanging up the phone, Su Xiyue did not put it down.