How Could I Possibly Have a Daughter After Reincarnating?

"Miscalculation!"

Feeling the heavy weight on her back, Ling Ning realized she'd seriously overestimated her own strength. She could barely move her feet forward. If they weren't almost at Lin Xi's house, she might have shamelessly set Lin Xi down right there.

In her previous life, this weight would have been no problem. Why didn’t she inherit her former strength after reincarnating?

"Maybe… you should set me down to rest for a bit?"

Lin Xi looked at the beads of sweat dotting Ling Ning's forehead, asking with some concern.

"No need! We’re nearly there!"

Ling Ning said determinedly, clinging to her pride. No matter what, once she'd taken on a challenge, she'd see it through to the end—even if it meant collapsing.

Though being carried on Ling Ning's back wasn’t exactly comfortable, for some reason, Lin Xi felt a sense of deep security. If she could, she would have liked to stay on Ling Ning's back a little longer, though Ling Ning would probably toss her off immediately if she knew. The thought made Lin Xi chuckle softly.

Hearing her laugh, Ling Ning wasn’t sure why Lin Xi was amused, but it was a relief; at least she wasn't too down anymore.

"Alright, we're here!"

With a long exhale, Ling Ning carefully set Lin Xi down in front of her door. Her legs felt like jelly. She hadn’t expected their walk to be this long. In hindsight, they should've just taken a cab; she must have had a temporary lapse in judgment, needlessly suffering so much.

As Lin Xi stepped down from Ling Ning's back, she looked at Ling Ning's slender shoulders with an odd sense of reluctance.

Taking the keys from Lin Xi, Ling Ning opened the door, greeted by a refreshing cool breeze that gave her a chill but in a very satisfying way.

After helping Lin Xi onto the sofa, Ling Ning collapsed beside her, feeling like she'd never want to get up again. She’d never realized a sofa could feel this comfortable; she was practically glued to it.

"Um... Ling Ning, there's something I’ve been wanting to tell you…" Lin Xi said, looking at her quietly.

"Hm? What’s up?"

"Uh... it's just that… your bra strap seems to have come loose."

Hearing that, Ling Ning realized her bra had snapped earlier and was barely hanging on. No wonder she'd felt odd around her chest.

Oh well. Her outfit today was tight enough, and since Lin Xi had been on her back, nobody could have seen anything anyway; maybe just a little extra "bounce" in her step.

Seeing Ling Ning’s nonchalant expression, Lin Xi thought to herself, Of course, this perverted freak wouldn’t care. If it were me, I'd be dying of embarrassment.

Just then, a rumbling sound echoed from Lin Xi’s stomach. Since Ling Ning had eaten a hearty lunch, it clearly wasn’t her.

Turning her gaze to Lin Xi, Ling Ning saw her blush and clutch her stomach. She'd skipped lunch because she couldn't find anything to eat, and after all the running and crying, she now felt like her stomach was glued to her back.

"Got any food here? I’ll get something for you."

"No... I don’t. If I did, I wouldn’t have gone to the store in the middle of the day and… well…" Thinking of her boyfriend—no, ex-boyfriend—Lin Xi felt her nose start to sting.

Seeing Lin Xi fall silent, Ling Ning quickly stood up. "Wait here. I’ll run to the store and grab some food for you."

"Sorry to trouble you…"

As Ling Ning headed for the door, she paused, turning back with a thought. "Hey, could you lend me a bra?"

"What!? Why would you want my bra? Don’t you have your own? Are you that hopelessly perverted, trying to do something unspeakable with it?" Lin Xi looked at her warily, as though Ling Ning was some terrifying beast.

Ling Ning rolled her eyes. "Mine broke, okay? You really think I’d walk around with my bra unclasped just for fun? This bra snapped because I was carrying you."

At that, Lin Xi glanced at Ling Ning’s chest, then looked down at her own, sighing in resignation. "Even if I lent it to you, you couldn’t fit into it."

"No worries. If I don’t move too much, it should be fine… probably."

With a deep sigh, Lin Xi said, "My room, lower left drawer in the wardrobe. And if you do anything weird with it, I’m calling the police."

"Jeez, I told you I’m not interested in your scrawny figure!"

A short while later, Ling Ning came out of the bathroom in Lin Xi's bra, adjusting to the fit. Lin Xi might have looked slight, but she actually had a bit of volume there. Maybe it was just the loose clothes she usually wore that kept it hidden.

Just as Ling Ning was about to head out again, Lin Xi stopped her.

"What now?"

"Here, take this." Lin Xi tossed her the keys. "I won’t be getting up to open the door."

Raising an eyebrow, Ling Ning teased, "Aren’t you worried I’ll make a copy and sneak in at night to ravage you?"

"Just try it, you perverted freak."

If this were my previous life, Ling Ning thought fiercely, I’d definitely make you scream like a hot weapon.

Once Ling Ning left, Lin Xi’s smile slowly faded, and she thought about Ito Makoto. After all, he was her boyfriend for three years. It was hard not to care.

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Author's Note:

Updating this from my draft stash since I’m feeling too lazy to write today. We’ll see if inspiration hits me tonight~