The pretty girl who plays with people's feelings is going to be severely punished.

She doesn't mind being imprisoned at home, but she'll really get angry if she's imprisoned in a game room.

Yu Lian frantically clicked "cancel match" four or five times, but it was too late to press the "cancel preparation" button at the bottom of the screen each time, as Ao Chen instantly clicked "start."

The youth training team used their lightning-fast reflexes and shamelessness on this kind of thing, which is like using a high frame rate to beat a low frame rate, or using a local player to beat someone from another region, locking Yu Lian in the room and making her unable to move.

Yu Lian gave up arguing and, holding her phone, yelled at him, "Ao Chen, are you trying to die? Are you dead? Are you even alive? There's still one person who hasn't been pulled apart, what are you talking about? Stop messing with me, okay?"

As she continued arguing, a genuine doubt crept in: "Are you taking out your stress from studying on me?"

Ao Chen also has to attend classes at the youth training camp. He's never been a fan of studying, and just a couple of days ago he was so upset that he fell asleep in class without even realizing it, and his head hit the table with a loud thud, startling the coach who was looking at the whiteboard with his back turned.

This time, Ao Chen himself clicked the cancel match option.

A few seconds later.

[Room] I'll do it even if you don't say it: I'm annoyed by Sagittarius.

As Ao Chen's best daughter in the world, Yu Lian naturally knew about his grudges and hatred with the archer player, but...

"What does your annoyance with archers have to do with me?"

"You knew I duo queued with the marksman, right? You said you'd come, and now you're saying you're annoyed with the marksman. What am I supposed to do? I'll stop playing with other people for your sake, is that what you mean? Why should I? Who do you think you are?"

When Yu Lian gets angry, she says whatever comes to mind without thinking. Her emotional intelligence is so low that she only realizes she went too far after saying hurtful things.

She pursed her lips, and seeing that Ao Chen hadn't typed anything more, her voice started to sound a little fierce but actually weak, small and tender. Like a fluffy creature that had scratched someone but was too embarrassed to admit it and could only keep whimpering.

"If you don't want to play with him, then we can play another time. He's still waiting for me. I played with him first anyway, so I can't... Anyway, it's late now, you should go to sleep."

Without waiting for Ao Chen's reaction, he left the team.

  

Human emotions are multifaceted and complex, with multiple emotions overlapping and mixing at the same time.

Yu Lian was the same.

Anger caused by Ao Chen's outrageous actions, guilt for his hurtful words, and displeasure at having considered Ao Chen's feelings for a few seconds just now alternated among her emotions.

She lost interest in playing games.

If you swipe your finger to exit the game directly from the background, your account will still show an online status for a few seconds or so after you log out of Honor of Kings, making others think you are still online.

She didn't see the message Ao Chen sent later.



It was only a little past 1 a.m.

There were so many things to do that it felt like a lifetime had passed.

"Completely Finished Account, Small Country's Development Path: Are you quitting?"

Yu Lian was dawdling around while holding her phone when she received the message. She was hungry and was about to go to the kitchen to "punish" the double-skin milk that Lu Jiefei had bought that day.

Too lazy to turn on the main lights, I used my phone's flashlight to illuminate the screen and casually sent back a meme of a little bunny crying on a pillow.

"Finished Product Number: Small Country Development Road: Are you unhappy?"

"The Development Path of a Small Country: Crying on Your Pillow Makes It Hard to Breathe"

He mistook the emoji for her.

Yu Lian's initially bad mood improved slightly, and she was about to continue typing when she caught a glimpse of the sofa out of the corner of her eye as she passed through the living room.

There was a dark shadow. It looked like someone was sitting there, silently watching her.

She was startled; images of horror movies, ghost stories, and crime dramas she had watched flashed before her eyes in that instant. Her heart pounded, and her scream was cut short. She lost her grip on her phone, which fell and hit the back of her foot.

The dark figure strode over when it saw her startled.

The phone lay on the ground, back facing up, and the flashlight beam shone upwards onto his face.

Lu Jiefei.

Seeing that it was him, Yu Lian finally managed to exhale a trembling breath, her legs as weak as noodles, as he pulled her into his arms. The man, who was usually expressionless, frowned and touched her frightened face.

Before he could speak, Yu Lian's tears rolled into his palm.

Half of it was from being scared, and the other half was from the pain of my foot being hit.

"What are you doing? You scared me to death." The girl sobbed, and for some reason she cried particularly hard. Her face, which he had completely cupped in one hand, was wet in no time.

Tears clung to her fingers, and Lu Jiefei was unusually at a loss, his body stiffening for several seconds. When he wiped away her tears, his movements were as gentle as if he were wiping dust off porcelain.

"Did you bump into something?"

With a gentle lift, he easily scooped Yu Lian up. She had been crying, but once her feet were off the ground, she quieted down and looked at him with her tear-streaked eyelashes fluttering in clusters.

From this angle, you can only see his taut jawline and Adam's apple.

"what."

"My phone..."

"Your phone must have made you stupid, why are you still worrying about it? If it's broken, just buy a new one." Lu Jiefei was only walking by the light from her phone. Yu Lian was afraid he would trip and fall, so she reached out to hug his neck. He noticed and hugged her even tighter.

Pressing her face against his chest, Yu Lian wiped all the wet, uncomfortable tears from her face onto his clothes, and listened intently as she leaned over.

She was always curious whether someone with such large pectoral muscles could hear a heartbeat.

She heard it. Yes, very heavily, very quickly. His pounding heartbeat seemed to be shaking her face numb. He tensed up and deliberately jostled her, separating her face from his chest muscles.

He changed from holding her horizontally to vertically, supporting her with one arm like a child, his free hand pinching her cheek. His expression was blank.

"Your foot doesn't hurt anymore, right?"

Yu Lian was reminded that her instep was hurting again. Despite the fact that her face was still in his hand, she grimaced.

"It hurts! It must be swollen. How am I going to go back to school tomorrow? Maybe I should take a few more days off..."

He gently placed her on the sofa and held her until she was settled. His held breath finally eased, as if he had resolved some problem. He turned and turned on the living room light. He stood a few steps away, looking at her with a scrutinizing gaze.

"What are you doing out here?"

"Of course I came out..." Yu Lian kicked off her slippers and looked down at the back of her foot. She was heartbroken to see a bruise on her foot. When she heard his words, she instinctively wanted to reply, but then she realized what he meant and looked up at him.

"Why are you sitting here arresting me in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

The only possibility she could think of was this: ever since Lu Jiefei found out that Pei Shaoyuan had crawled into the house like a cockroach, she had become suspicious and had wired up the side window of the French windows before the electric fence was installed.

Lu Jiefei didn't deny it. He took the family medicine kit from the cabinet, looked down at her for two seconds, and then slowly lowered his tall body.

He knelt down, cupped Yu Lian's bruised foot in his hands, took out a disposable ice pack from the first-aid kit, and squeezed it open to cool it down under Yu Lian's curious gaze.

Yu Lian was afraid that the cold compress would hurt, so she tried to pull her foot back, but he held it in place. He looked down and asked her a question without even looking at her.

Do you remember what I told you that day?

Yu Lian was taken aback by the question. He seized the moment when she was distracted and placed an ice pack on the back of her foot. It hurt slightly, but it was mostly cold.

The day he was referring to was the day Pei Shaoyuan was captured.

After Pei Shaoyuan left, Yu Lian followed him back to her room, hoping against hope. She and Pei Shaoyuan hadn't reached the end yet, and she didn't believe he could find anything out.

Lu Jie works out very often, and his fingers have a thin layer of calluses, so even when he touches Yu Lian's face, he feels a slight scraping sensation. Not to mention the areas that are even more delicate than her face.

It was very torturous, and also...

She couldn't hide it from her after all that day. At first, she was still stubborn, but every time she tried to refute it, she was met with a retort, so she had no choice but to admit it.

After straightening her skirt, he stood aside and wiped his fingers with a wet wipe, his movements unusually rough and forceful, as if he wanted to wipe away everything on his hands that didn't belong to him.

His voice was so cold it seemed inhuman.

"If you can't learn to be patient."

"Come find me."



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[I'm now ordering everyone to look at this adorable meme drawn by a little kid in the book community.]

[I wonder if you guys have missed me, hehe, I'll be posting again tonight.]