Xiu Gou's Taming Record

Yu Heng sighed, stood there for a while, then turned around and went back to his computer.

I opened my browser, hesitated for a moment, and then typed in "Sony camera".

Yu Heng stared at the computer screen, his fingers sliding across the mouse.

The webpage is an introduction page for Sony cameras.

A7 series, full-frame mirrorless camera.

In 2018, the legendary A7M3 had just been released.

Yu Heng clicked on the detailed parameters.

24.2 megapixels, 693 phase detection autofocus points, 4K video recording, 5-axis image stabilization...

"Holy shit..." he muttered to himself.

This configuration would have been top-of-the-line in 2018.

You could actually use a mobile phone to shoot a short video of Ning Yutong.

But the difference between a mobile phone and a camera is like the difference between a bicycle and a car.

They may look like the same mode of transportation, but the experience is completely different.

Yu Heng glanced at his bank card balance.

I've been earning some money from live streaming lately, and with what I had left over, I have some spare cash.

It's not much, but buying a camera... isn't out of the question.

He opened a shopping website and searched for "Sony A7M3".

The price popped up: 14,000.

Yu Heng stared at the number and fell silent.

Fourteen thousand.

This is not a small amount for a college student.

Add in the lens, and it's not cheaper than the camera body; good ones are even more expensive.

However, for a reborn person...

This is a necessary investment.

For content creation, equipment is fundamental.

Good equipment can improve content quality, attract more viewers, and earn more money.

This is a positive cycle.

Yu Heng took a deep breath and moved the mouse to the "Buy Now" button.

I hesitated for a few seconds.

Then click to place an order and make payment.

Fourteen thousand was deducted from the account.

The balance instantly decreased significantly.

Looking at the payment success page, Yu Heng felt a pang of regret.

But more than anything, I felt excited.

With this thing, the quality of the videos you shoot can be improved by several levels.

Ning Yutong's side can also be packaged better.

It's worth it, absolutely worth it.

But it's just this money.

The flowers bloom like flowing water.

......

......

In the hospital ward, Bai Xinran leaned against the headboard, an IV drip inserted into the back of her left hand.

Bai's mother sat on the edge of the bed peeling an apple, while Bai's father stood by the window looking outside.

The ward was quiet, with only the slight hum of the air conditioner.

"Xinran," Bai's mother handed over a peeled apple, "have some fruit."

"Thank you, Mom." Bai Xinran took the food and nibbled on it.

Mr. Bai turned around: "The doctor said that two more days of IV drips should be enough, and the inflammation will subside."

"Okay." Bai Xinran nodded. "I can come by myself after you leave."

Just then, the ward door was pushed open.

The nurse came in carrying a tray, glanced at the IV drip, and said, "It's almost finished. I'll remove the needle."

"Okay." Bai Xinran extended her hand.

The nurse skillfully tore off the adhesive tape, pulled out the needle, and pressed the injection site with a cotton swab.

"Press for a while, don't let it bleed," the nurse said, glancing at Bai Xinran. "Did your boyfriend go home?"

Bai Xinran was taken aback: "What boyfriend?"

"Didn't your boyfriend stay here with you all night last night?" the nurse said casually.

Bai Xinran's face flushed instantly: "That's not my boyfriend!"

"Oh?" The nurse raised an eyebrow, glanced at Bai's parents sitting by the bed, then at Bai Xinran. "So I remembered it wrong?"

Bai Xinran quickly said, "That's my classmate! A male classmate!"

The nurse narrowed her eyes, seemingly noticing the confusion in Bai's parents' eyes. She didn't say anything more, but glanced at the IV drip again: "Alright, this will finish today. Come back tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he picked up the tray and left.

The ward door closed.

There was silence for a few seconds.

Bai's mother looked at Bai Xinran: "Didn't you say your classmate brought it to you last night?"

"Yes," Bai Xinran said, "male classmates."

"Why is this male classmate so helpful?" Bai's mother's tone was a little ambiguous. "Bringing you to the hospital in the middle of the night?"

"Yes," Bai Xinran said, forcing herself to speak, "I'm very popular at school."

Bai's mother stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed: "Just say you want to date, it's not like we won't allow it."

"No, it really isn't!" Bai Xinran exclaimed anxiously, "It really is a classmate!"

"Alright, alright," Mr. Bai stepped in to smooth things over. "If the child says she didn't talk, then she didn't talk. When has Xinran ever lied since she was little?"

Bai Xinran blushed even more upon hearing this.

Actually, I lied quite a lot, she thought, but I just never got caught because they were all perfect!

Bai's mother glanced at Bai's father, but didn't ask any further questions. She got up to wash the fruit knife.

Mr. Bai sat down on the edge of the bed and whispered, "Really, you didn't talk about it?"

"No, really," Bai Xinran said softly, "just a regular classmate."

"It's okay to talk about it," Mr. Bai nodded. "You're in college now, you can date anyone suitable."

"Mmm," Bai Xinran responded, but her feelings were complicated.

Yu Heng...

Is he my boyfriend?

It doesn't seem like it.

It refers to the relationship between the boss and the employees.

But he did stay with me last night.

I also paid the hospital fees.

Would an ordinary student go to this extent?

Bai Xinran was unaware.

She bit her lip, her mind a jumble of thoughts.

She doesn't want to be in a relationship!

As Bai Xinran was thinking, Yu Heng sent her a message: "How is it?"

"The IV drip is finished, boss. My parents seem to have misunderstood," Bai Xinran typed back.

Yu Heng raised an eyebrow and typed: "What's the misunderstanding?"

"You misunderstood and thought you were my boyfriend."

Yu Heng smiled and replied, "So what did you say?"

I said no.

"and then?"

"They don't believe it, mainly because of that nurse! She had to be so nosy! Saying your boyfriend went back? Honestly, why is she so gossipy!"

Yu Heng couldn't help but chuckle when he saw the message, and typed back: "It's okay, let it be a misunderstanding. We'll explain later when we have the chance."

......

......

The next day is Sunday.

At 2 p.m. sharp, the doorbell rang.

Yu Heng opened the door, and Qin Lu stood outside. She still had that gentle updo hairstyle, but she had changed into a beige knitted dress with the hem just reaching her knees, and her legs were covered with thin flesh-colored stockings.

Qin Ya followed behind her, still wearing a hoodie and shorts, looking like she hadn't woken up yet.

"Come in quickly." Yu Heng stepped aside.

Qin Lu nodded slightly and went into the entryway to change her shoes.

She leaned against the wall with one hand, hooked her lower leg back, and took off her high heels with the other.

Wow, that pose.

She truly exudes the charm of a mature woman at all times.

Qin Ya stood in the living room, looking around: "Where's the computer?"

"Upstairs," Yu Heng said, looking at her. "I got you a room all to yourself today."

Qin Ya turned her head and raised an eyebrow: "A private room?"

"Yes," Yu Heng pointed to the room further inside on the second floor, "That room is all set up. You'll be broadcasting there from now on. All the equipment has been moved there."

Qin Ya's eyes lit up, then she snorted, "I'm not saying thank you!"

She turned and went upstairs, her footsteps clattering on the wooden stairs.

Yu Heng and Qin Lu sat down on the sofa in the living room.

On the coffee table were two mugs containing tea bags, the tea that Yu Heng had just brewed.

"Have a cup of tea. I don't know how to brew any kind of gongfu tea, but please don't mind, counselor." Yu Heng handed over a cup.

Qin Lu took it and smiled, "It's okay, it's better than the one in my office."

She took a sip of tea and looked up towards the second floor.

"This child," Qin Lu shook her head gently, "is unwilling to tidy up a room at home, but she's so eager to do it with you."

"Interest is the best teacher," Yu Heng said, taking a sip of tea.

The two remained silent for a few seconds.

Being alone is a little awkward.

He cleared his throat and started a conversation: "Advisor, if you're busy, you don't need to wait here. You can come pick her up after Qin Ya's live stream ends."

He paused, then added, "Or I can take a taxi and send her home."

Qin Lu looked up at him and said calmly, "It's nothing. I don't have anything to do on the weekend, so it's fine to wait here."

Yu Heng nodded, not in a hurry to ask further questions.

After a while, Qin Ya's live stream voice came from upstairs, muffledly coming down through the door:

"Welcome... Take it or leave it..."

"What business is it of yours what time I start broadcasting?"

Yu Heng and Qin Lu exchanged a glance and both smiled.

"This child..." Qin Lu shook her head helplessly, "Still so impulsive."

"Having unique features is a good thing," Yu Heng said. "The competition in live streaming is fierce now, and if you don't have unique features, no one will watch."

Qin Lu nodded thoughtfully.

Yu Heng took another sip of tea and continued the previous topic: "What about weekdays? Wouldn't it be too rushed for you to come and drop her off after get off work? Or I can pick her up."

He paused, looked at Qin Lu, and added, "Or your husband can bring it over, I'll just give you the key."

Yu Heng appeared to be concerned about the convenience of picking her up and dropping her off, but in reality, he wanted to find out about her marital status.

Qin Lu paused for a moment, holding the mug.

She raised her eyes and looked at Yu Heng.

Those eyes weren't very big, but they were bright, with fine lines at the corners that didn't make them look old; instead, they added a touch of mature charm.

Yu Heng felt a little guilty under her gaze, but he maintained a smile.

Qin Lu looked away and said calmly, "I'll take her. I can go back to school after I drop her off. It's on my way anyway."

She didn't mention her husband.

They didn't get anything out of him.

Yu Heng pursed his lips and continued, "That's quite troublesome. Qin Ya's father is usually very busy with work. How about I arrange a fixed time for you so you don't have to travel back and forth?"

Qin Lu narrowed her eyes, revealing a half-smile.

"Her father is usually out of town," Qin Lu said, her tone devoid of emotion. "He doesn't come back often."

I live far away and don't come back often.

Separation? Divorce? Or simply a job transfer?

He didn't ask any further; asking again would have made it too obvious.

"Oh..." Yu Heng nodded, pretending to understand, "That is indeed quite inconvenient."

Qin Lu didn't reply, and lowered her head to drink her tea.

The living room fell silent again.

Yu Heng's gaze inadvertently swept over Qin Lu's calves.

The flesh-colored stockings accentuated her well-proportioned figure, and her knees were slightly together, giving her a dignified and elegant posture.

A woman in her thirties is at the peak of her sexual prowess.

I'm usually alone...

That woman must have been away for a long time...

Upstairs, Qin Ya's live stream was still going on.

Occasionally, you can hear her slapping the table or laughing loudly.

Looks like you're in good shape today.

Yu Heng glanced at the time; it was 3:30 PM.

There was still more than an hour left before the live stream ended.

He glanced at Qin Lu.

The woman sat quietly on the sofa, holding a mug in both hands, her gaze fixed on a certain spot on the coffee table, seemingly lost in thought.

Her profile is soft, her neck is long and slender, and her hair is styled in an updo that reveals the white nape of her neck.

Yu Heng's throat was a little dry.

He picked up the teacup and took a big gulp.

It's incredibly astringent.

But he didn't get up to change.

Spending time alone with this mature woman is also a pleasure.

From time to time, you can hear a girl arguing with someone upstairs.

He leaned back on the sofa, a few restless thoughts swirling in his mind.

I live near the school and raise my child alone. I spend my weekends with my daughter and do live streams...

This means that there are many opportunities to be alone.

Yu Heng lowered his eyes, concealing the fleeting light in them.

Opportunity always favors the prepared.

And now, he is fully prepared.