Chapter 44 — Will Life Be Affected?
Years of Heartflutter · Page 1 of 3
Yang Jiyan was on the verge of breaking down inside the wardrobe. What on earth was his godmother doing?
And Xiao Qing was no better. Why was she stammering like that? She could have just confidently made up some excuse and been done with it. Did she have to act like a thief?
Yang Cenbin, meanwhile, was anxious but helpless. He couldn't exactly leap out of the wardrobe to help Xiao Qing explain—that would only make things worse. So he had no choice but to grit his teeth and watch the mother and daughter talk from inside the closet.
He prayed they would end this topic as quickly as possible, or Yang Ce really would lose his mind.
"Qingqing, I think there's nothing wrong with having needs," Chu Huifang said earnestly. "It's just—look, there's no sink in your room. Did you wash your hands? Are they clean? You don't want to be unhygienic and end up with some gynecological infection. And when you do this sort of thing, you can't do it in the office. It's lucky it was your mother who walked in today. What if it had been someone else? Think how bad that would look."
Only then did Xiao Qing understand what Chu Huifang meant. So she had misunderstood—her mother thought she had been doing that to herself in the office just now. Relieved as she was, her face burned with embarrassment. It wasn't that at all, yet she had no choice but to accept the misunderstanding and go along with it. So she could only say, "Mom, I won't do it again."
"Hehe, I'm not blaming you," Chu Huifang said, unable to suppress a chuckle at how Xiao Qing looked like a child who had done something wrong. "What I mean is, if you really want to, taking care of yourself isn't a big deal. Just pay attention to the setting, pay attention to hygiene—and of course, pay attention to frequency. Don't do it too often, but you can't go without it either."
You can't go without it! Xiao Qing was sweating buckets. Her mother was something else—saying even this kind of thing to her own daughter.
"You're thirty now, aren't you? I went through the same age, so I understand these things very well," Chu Huifang said. "But I still think you should find a boyfriend. Even if you don't get married, being with someone would be better than how you are now."
"That's really not necessary. I don't want a boyfriend yet," Xiao Qing said awkwardly.
"Qingqing, before, I didn't know about these things, so I didn't push you to date. But it's different now. Now that I know, I definitely can't just stand by," Chu Huifang said seriously. "It's my fault. All these years I neglected your feelings, always thinking of you as a child. I never imagined you were already thirty—a mature woman. Having these feelings between men and women is completely normal."
"Mom, it's not as serious as you're making it out to be. I can handle it myself," Xiao Qing could only say.
"How would you handle it? Like you just did?" Chu Huifang shook her head. "That won't do, Qingqing. There's no one else here, so let me tell you quietly—doing it yourself and being with a man are simply not the same. If you can't release it, it harms your body and leaves you uncomfortable. Listen to me—find a boyfriend. If you can't find a suitable one, I'll introduce you to someone."
"Mom, actually I—" Xiao Qing was now drenched in sweat. Pushed to her limit, she nearly blurted out that she already had a boyfriend.
Yang Ce was sweating even more. He hadn't expected his godmother to say such things. But on second thought, it made sense—she treated Xiao Qing like her own daughter, and wasn't she just trying to guide her now? It was just that things weren't the way she imagined.