Reborn to Make Games: My Girlfriend is a Game Streamer

Chapter 137 A Subtle Silence

Room 1201.

Chen Bainian didn't rush to take a shower, but instead went into the kitchen to boil a kettle of water.

Then, as the electric kettle started humming, he took out his backpack and began packing.

Drones, backup batteries, power banks —

Chen Bainian also took some snacks from Jiang Yiting's Taotian store, such as beef jerky and spicy rabbit legs, and put them in his bag.

Then there's the thin blanket and pillow I'll be sleeping in the car tonight.

Finally, here are the things I prepared for my older brother: a cat carrier, leash, food and water bowls, cat food, a cat toy, and small toys.

He thought for a moment, then took out the carrier, placed a box at the bottom, poured in some cat litter, and used it as a litter box for camping.

The night outside the window had grown dark.

Chen Bainian looked at the things in the living room that were neatly organized.

Because of her teasing remark about "washing yourself clean" and the emotions that had been building up since we were going to sleep in the car together tonight, it seemed that these tangible things were gradually suppressing my feelings.

There's quite a lot of stuff, so I might as well take some of it now.

With that thought in mind, Chen Bainian began to take action.

After two trips, only the large backpack containing toiletries and the cat carrier for the older brother remained upstairs.

Chen Bainian then picked up his clothes and went into the bathroom.

Even though I know tonight is definitely not a special day.

But tonight, he still took a very careful and thorough bath.

Finally, before getting out of the bath, he raised his arm and sniffed the air.

It was confirmed that only a faint scent of shower gel remained.

He then dried himself off, changed his clothes, and dried his hair.

He put the toiletries he would need for the next morning into his backpack, slung the large backpack over his shoulder, picked up the cat carrier, and closed the door to room 1201.

Then he turned around, took out his key, and opened the door to 1202.

The sound of a hairdryer buzzing could be heard from the bathroom.

Hearing him open the door, Jiang Yiting poked her head out: "Are you ready?"

"Hmm," Chen Bainian responded, his gaze falling on her.

She was wearing a soft, dark blue brocade nightgown, her hair not completely dry, draped over her shoulders.

It was a different kind of relaxed, homey look he had never seen before.

"Where are your things? Is that all?" Jiang Yiting glanced at the large backpack behind him and asked curiously.

"I'll take it first."

"Okay." Jiang Yiting nodded. "Then wait a few more minutes while I change my clothes."

After she finished speaking, she turned around, went into the bedroom, and closed the door.

Chen Bainian withdrew his gaze and walked over to the cat tree where his older brother was lying.

"Meow." The older brother just lazily greeted him, then his eyelids drooped again, and he lay quietly, completely unaware that he would be taken out tonight as well.

Its actions amused Chen Bainian.

Since Jiang Yiting resigned, her older brother has been staying at home during the day as usual.

Also, because he was busy with work during this period, he and his older brother did communicate much less.

Chen Bainian rubbed it a couple of times, and then, with a blank look in its eyes, put it into the cat carrier.

With nothing else to do, he sat on the sofa in the living room and waited for her.

After waiting a few minutes, I saw the bedroom door open.

She first placed the thin blanket and pillow on the sofa next to him, then hurriedly grabbed a bag and went into the bathroom.

Then, after waiting for two more minutes, Jiang Yiting was seen carrying her bag and walking back into the living room.

"Alright, let's go."

Chen Bainian stood up and gave her a brief look.

Her usual high ponytail was gone; she simply tied it into a bun at the nape of her neck.

He was wearing a gray baseball jacket over a loose T-shirt and casual pants.

Jiang Yiting ignored his scrutinizing gaze and grabbed her blanket and pillow.

At this moment, a subtle atmosphere, as if they were about to sleep together in the car that night, seemed to quietly envelop the two of them again.

The two of them walked silently towards the door together.

As she left, Jiang Yiting casually grabbed the skateboard from the doorway.

The silence continued until the two got off the elevator and put their things in the trunk of the car.

"Big Brother" was also taken out of the cat carrier and left in the back row.

Perhaps because it's a new car and in an unfamiliar environment, it's still cautiously exploring, its nose twitching as it sniffs around.

However, given its nature as a cow, it will probably get used to it very quickly.

It wasn't until she sat in the passenger seat again that Jiang Yiting belatedly realized what had happened.

It seems that even if you want to go to the beach to watch the sunrise, you don't need to leave so early, and you don't need to sleep in the car together while waiting.

It's less than a two-hour journey, so you can go to bed early, set an alarm, and set off when you wake up in the middle of the night.

But why did I bring it up in the first place?

Perhaps it was because, in the past two days, he had introduced her to all his colleagues and his family, and he was moved by the fact that he had introduced her to "my girlfriend" at the bank.

Perhaps it was because she wanted to give him a little compensation, to make up for her capriciousness in not wanting to make it public at this time.

It's also possible that it's something that happened naturally between the two of them over this period of time, something that came about naturally.

Jiang Yiting herself couldn't explain it clearly.

After fastening his seatbelt, Chen Bainian finally asked, "Where are we going?"

"Jiahe, Guanhaiyuan." Jiang Yiting gave a concise and efficient answer to the destination and set the navigation.

Chen Bainian nodded, started the car, drove out of the residential area, and into the night.

Outside the windshield, streetlights streak across the landscape, their light and shadows shifting.

But the atmosphere inside the car seemed too quiet.

So Jiang Yiting connected to the car's infotainment system and turned on the Manhattan audio system.

Soothing music gradually flowed out.

It's no longer the song "Until You Arrive" from the afternoon, but a playlist of popular songs.

As the song played, Jiang Yiting leaned back in her chair, turned her head, and sized up Chen Bainian.

He was staring intently at the road ahead, his profile flickering in and out of the light and shadow.

She, too, changed into a comfortable outfit, just like her.

She just looked at him beside her.

I recalled that decision again.

She felt that she wasn't impulsive when she made that decision.

At least, I don't regret it now.

Perhaps feeling slightly uncomfortable under her gaze, Chen Bainian suddenly spoke up: "Didn't you say you wanted to check the sales figures for 'Getting Over It'?"

"Huh? Oh right." Jiang Yiting came back to her senses.

"My phone password is my birthday, 1020." Chen Bainian pointed to his phone on the center console. "Just go directly to the Steam platform developer backend and log in to the second account at the bottom, the personal account."

Jiang Yiting looked in the direction he was pointing.

An iPhone 6 Plus, released in the second half of last year, is lying there quietly.

She hesitated for only a moment before reaching out, picking it up, entering his birthday 1020, and unlocking it.

Without rummaging through anything, I directly opened the developer backend client and clicked to log in with my personal account.

"Backend password?" Jiang Yiting asked softly.

"Cbn1020, with the C capitalized."

After entering the backend password he provided, Jiang Yiting successfully accessed the personal account where he published "Digging for a Rise".

This was the first time she had seen the developer backend of the Steam platform, and she couldn't help but take a second look out of curiosity.

However, I didn't do much; I just quietly looked at the data on the screen for a while.

"Little brother, what was the sales volume when you last checked?" Jiang Yiting asked, looking up.