Chapter 11

Transmigration Diary 11
Under the quilt Cefalina wore only thin silk sleep dress—pressed close again—Wen Shiyu soon burned all over.
Hotter than after the run.
She tried to pull away on instinct.
Arms around her neck tightened—would not let go.
Body flush—mouth on hers—pinned down—soon short of air.
She pushed gently—accidentally touched fluffy soft rabbit ears.
Wen Shiyu’s eyes went wide—finally threw off the stifling blanket.
Saw clearly at last.
Cefalina still eyes closed—face red as ripe peach, long lashes wet and stuck.
Pale-brown rabbit ears soft in her hair—small fluffy tail lifting a cute curve under the hem.
Cefalina was oxygen-low from kissing too—soon limp in her arms, flush long fading.
“Mm…… bastard…… don’t go……”
“……”
Wen Shiyu looked at Cefalina, looked at the door—did not leave in the end.
Even after kissing ended Cefalina held her tight, mumbling. One leg draped shameless over her—like a large body pillow.
Several times Wen Shiyu’s eyes landed on the little rabbit tail—looked away. No no—cannot touch.
That was Cefalina—not a rabbit……!
Finally Wen Shiyu slept in the strange crowded hot embrace.
Morning—a short cry woke her.
Eyes open blank—met Cefalina’s round amber stare.
Cheeks red enough to drip blood—furious: “How dare you touch me casually?”
Wen Shiyu: “Huh? That was you—”
“Pervert!” Cefalina cut in.
“What??”
Wen Shiyu tried to explain. Cefalina sat up violent, scrambled into clothes.
Yanked sleep dress down to cover more leg—collar too loose—hand over chest—flush to collarbone.
Glared at Wen Shiyu still in bed: “Don’t—don’t look!”
“……” Wen Shiyu sat up too, reasonable: “Did you notice you were sprawled on me sleeping?”
“Th-that was you—carried me while I slept!” Cefalina stubborn, ears red through.
“How could I?” Wen Shiyu found the charge absurd.
“Your hand was on my waist……!”
Wen Shiyu blinked—looked at her hand. Was it?
Cefalina’s face redder at her puzzled look.
Who knew what pose they woke in.
No more words—almost jumped off bed, fled into the walk-in closet.
Watching Cefalina shy enough to smoke Wen Shiyu remembered late:
In Cefalina’s mind she was an “Alpha.”
So to Cefalina they were different sex—not “both girls” like Wen Shiyu’s subconscious……
Then yesterday’s sudden kiss was not great either?
She had curiously touched rabbit ears……
Uh. Suddenly in the wrong Wen Shiyu did not want to fight. Fine—she carried her……
“Okay my fault. Sorry.”
Wen Shiyu threw off covers, about to leave.
“Wait—where are you going?” Closet door cracked, Cefalina peeked.
“Can I go back to my dorm now?” Wen Shiyu said plainly. Morning classes were not together.
Cefalina pressed lips—unwilling, displeased—as if an outrageous ask.
“No. You can’t leave.”
“Why?” Wen Shiyu really did not get it. What was she staying for?
Cefalina stumped—brow knit—random reason. “You’re eating breakfast with me.”
“I mean—serving my breakfast.”
Wen Shiyu pointed out. “Isn’t there the maid?” The gentle middle-aged servant was far more professional.
Cefalina choked—unreasonable. “Your call or mine?”
She dragged Wen Shiyu back to the bedroom—slammed the door.
Glanced back—sure she would not run—went to change.
Wen Shiyu did not understand. Cefalina seemed to hate her—yet had to bind her close.
Cefalina finished washing, came to the living room. The gentle maid was tidying the tea table.
Seeing them she bowed: “Miss Cefalina, Miss Su Yan called this morning inviting you to the main dining hall. So I did not prepare breakfast here.”
The trio often ate together—but Cefalina’s brow knit at once, unhappy with Su Yan’s plan.
“I don’t want to.” “Eat here.”
Maid paused—quick yes—hurried to kitchen.
Cefalina pulled Wen Shiyu to the wide sofa to wait.
Cefalina played with her phone—contacted Su Yan—Su Yan called back why not the restaurant.
Cefalina did not answer well.
Wen Shiyu looked down—two patches of flush still on Cefalina’s cheeks.
“Cefalina,” Su Yan’s voice puzzled on speaker, “you’ve been really off lately. Especially toward Wen Shiyu.”
On the sofa Cefalina had unconsciously leaned into Wen Shiyu, hand tight on her arm—yet righteous to Su Yan:
“Have not.”
Su Yan sighed. “I’ll come over. Talk face to face—okay?”
“Don’t come.”
Silence on the line. “You’re not…… with Wen Shiyu right now, are you?”
Cefalina’s grip on the phone tightened—no immediate answer. Silence confirmed the guess.
“I’m coming.”
Wen Shiyu heard clearly—at “coming now” she tried to stand from the sofa.
She moved—Cefalina on her shoulder grabbed her at once.
“Where are you going?”
“I—I have class.” Not lying.
“Morning class—not with you. I’ll be late.”
Cefalina’s brow knit—lips pressed—no good reason to keep her—fingers on wrist did not loosen.
“Don’t go.”
“Huh? Why—”
“No why. You’re not allowed.”
Wen Shiyu did not want to meet Su Yan, wanted class—but facing the creditor who held her family’s lifeline she could not explode. Deep breath—
“Do you…… still need pheromones?”
Besides that—what other reason?
Puzzled, Wen Shiyu opened her arms. “Want a hug or……”
Cefalina stared at open arms—blank.
“I—I don’t want—” slow denial—but tone and face hesitated.
“Cefalina?” Wen Shiyu leaned close—touched her forehead. “Fever?”
Face still so red.
“I…… mm……” Cefalina squinted—uncomfortable—then looked up at Wen Shiyu.
Eyes filmed with mist—lost—full of something she did not fully understand herself.
Wen Shiyu paused. Cefalina’s eyes were so pretty again.
Kiss again? She was unsure.
Cefalina scolded her this morning—but this expression was……
They spent all last night together. Shouldn’t……
Why did she need more pheromones?
Wen Shiyu hesitated—leaned in—
Knock knock.
Light knocks broke the mood—
Su Yan’s voice: “Cefalina?”
Cefalina stiffened—suddenly gripped Wen Shiyu’s hand hard—as if Su Yan’s arrival were threat.
Door opened.
Su Yan saw Wen Shiyu behind Cefalina—of course.
“Why are you here.”
Cefalina stepped forward. “Su Yan. I said I’m not eating with you.”
Su Yan cut her off.
“Cefalina—why did you release repelling pheromones to keep me from Wen Shiyu?”
“You should trust me more than her—know me better.”
Cefalina startled.
“I…… I released pheromones?”
Su Yan’s brow deeper.
“What happened.”
“Since the cafeteria incident I feel you’ve been hiding things. You’re strange—especially with her—”
Gaze locked Wen Shiyu again. “Almost like—”
Su Yan paused—expression shifted.
“What are you—Alpha or Beta?”
Wen Shiyu’s heart jolted—mouth open—no words.
Cefalina felt seen—covered face, lips moving—about to tell everything.
Wen Shiyu lunged to cover her mouth: “Don’t!”
“Wen—Shi—yu—don’t touch her again.” Su Yan stepped in, yanked Wen Shiyu away.
“??” Cefalina reached out instinct—
“Su Yan—give her back!”
Su Yan firm—held Wen Shiyu—called out: “Charlotte!”
Charlotte outside pushed in at once.
Surprised at the three—at Su Yan’s look she supported Cefalina.
“What—is going on??”
Chaos in the room.
Wen Shiyu felt Su Yan might strangle her if this continued—deep breath, loud:
“Okay okay—I’ll talk! Listen to me explain.”
——
Half an hour later. Study.
Charlotte arms crossed, unbelieving repeat: “You’re saying Cefalina…… false pregnancy?”
“Yes.” Wen Shiyu kept voice low.
“Cefalina thinks I’m an Alpha. But you can all sense clearly—I’m a Beta, right?”
Su Yan had hung up—complex face.
“I confirmed with Aunt Isabella. It’s…… true.”
Wen Shiyu exhaled slightly. This should not count as breach……?
“So I stay with her on the doctor’s advice.”
“But you’re a Beta—how do you give her pheromones?”
Wen Shiyu: “……”
“Uh—just…… stay with her.”
Under Charlotte’s suspicious eyes Wen Shiyu barely added. “Hold hands…… things like that.”
“Mm.”