My Online Girlfriend Has a Twin Sister

But what he felt most of all was a full and burgeoning love.

In truth, Jiangg Yao had gone to great lengths to knit this scarf. She had never done any crafts before, and she was completely clueless when it came to needlework.

For a while, she would go to Wan’s place in the afternoons after she finished her live streams.

She would learn the techniques for knitting a scarf from Wan, one step at a time.

She started by practicing with balls of yarn, but her clumsy hands felt like they didn’t belong to her; it was as if her brain had stalled and she’d lost all control. Jiangg Yao managed to tolerate it at first, but she grew increasingly impatient. She had never been one to persevere through difficulty, and after a few frustrating attempts, the thought of giving up became more and more tempting.

But she persevered. After tossing aside a tangled mess of yarn, she would just pick it up again the next day.

It took her over half a month to go from learning how to coordinate her hands to finally knitting a decent, palm-sized patch of scarf.

The day she finally succeeded, Jiangg Yao was on the verge of tears.

She constantly pictured the look on Chen Yuan’s face when he received the scarf she’d knitted with her own hands. She used that image as motivation, gritting her teeth and pushing forward, bit by bit.

She never saw this immense investment of time as some self-congratulatory act, nor did she ever believe that giving of herself so freely was cheap.

‘How could love ever be cheap?’

Chen Yuan’s fingers brushed against the soft scarf, feeling the texture of every single stitch. The densely knit, diagonal pattern so easily made a flower bloom in his heart.

It carried the memories of all they had been through.

The sweetness and bitterness of their love, the melancholy and sorrow of their separation, the long journey of thousands of kilometers. Jiangg Yao had once again cut open her heart to show him—or rather, to declare in a deafening voice:

She was taking their relationship seriously, with all her heart.

Chen Yuan didn’t try to wrap the scarf around his neck. A torrent of incredibly complex emotions surged through him.

The past year had been the most unforgettable of his life.

The struggle as the college entrance exams loomed closer, the innocent, sweet love of summer vacation, the brand-new life after starting university, and a girlfriend so dazzling she seemed to shine.

He would probably never forget the sheer number of changes this year had brought.

It was this dazzling girlfriend who had made Chen Yuan yearn for the future, made him look forward to growing up, to the day the two of them would finally walk down the aisle.

To walk through life together, a promise solemnly made.

To become the person each would cherish for a lifetime.

This was the kind of love he had dreamed of ever since he was a boy, all the way until he started university.

Jiangg Yao’s meticulously prepared gift now lay before him. She had even intentionally used a special box—that was definitely something Yaoyao would do.

He could just imagine her smirking as she picked out the box, picturing his surprise when he opened the packaging.

She was like a gentle, alluring breeze, like a beam of scorching light. Whether Chen Yuan was ready or not—in fact, preferably when he was caught completely off guard—she would surge toward him with joy.

Chen Yuan often felt he was a boring person. He didn’t have a lot of smooth lines, nor did he have many small romantic tricks to make Jiangg Yao swoon. At eighteen, even his moans of pleasure came out as whimpers.

But Jiangg Yao didn’t care about any of that. All she wanted was to embrace every part of Chen Yuan, without reservation.

Even if it meant Jiangg Ning would say she was debasing herself for love.

…

「In his pristine bedroom.」

For reasons he couldn’t explain, Chen Yuan felt as if someone had seized his heart in a tight grip.