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

Ao Chen stared at the top of the list, at the account with the rabbit ears lit up. It had only been online for two seconds before starting the peak match.

Gongsun Li at the start of the game (0 minutes).

Yu Lian hadn't logged in for several days. He spent all his time, except for training, squatting down, just to stage a chance encounter.

I can't squat down.

Two days ago, Yu Lian suddenly decided to solo queue for the Wushuang rank. At that time, he had to go to class and couldn't help her. He was distracted and watched helplessly as her rank fluctuated.

He wanted to persuade her to stop playing, but he didn't dare send her a message for fear of being scolded. He was scolded by Yu Lian most often for making appointments, followed by in-game conversations, and then private messages with her friends.

In Honor of Kings, Yu Lian goes into "Beast Mode" after every loss, hurling insults at anyone in private chat. If a teammate's ID is unattractive, she'll post screenshots and make it look like a high-ranking match. If someone keeps clicking on the screen, preventing her from clicking, she'll yell at them, "Are you the only one with a screen?"

She doesn't like the hero her teammate picks, so she curses at them for choosing something terrible. She likes the hero her teammate picks but doesn't play it well, so before cursing, she should look at herself first.

She died but her teammates didn't, so she cursed, "How dare you stay alive? Hurry up and finish!" Then her teammates died but she didn't, so she cursed, "You're so bad, you should just finish!"

If your teammates have a bad record, you yell, "What's the point of living?" If your teammates have a good record, you yell, "Do you think you're so great?"

Actually, it's quite cute. Like an Angry Bird.

Ao Chen didn't want to be scolded by her, but the main problem was that she wouldn't calm down after scolding him and would ignore him. What Ao Chen was afraid of was her ignoring him.

Whether she tries to coax him or not, it's awkward. He's not anyone to her. Every time she types something even slightly intimate, she feels uncomfortable deleting it, as if she's taking the opportunity to molest him.

I watched her play game after game until she changed her hairstyle to black and logged off.

He was terrified and pretended not to know, trembling as he went over to ask.

"1: I'm almost out of class. What's up, Sister Lian? God Lian, are you getting ready to summon the evil god? Change your profile picture to an old black one."

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Isn't it great to be like you?"

Surprisingly, I wasn't scolded.

Ao Chen's heart sank completely.

He's narrow-minded and always thinks the worst of things. He takes every abstract post Yu Lian makes on her WeChat Moments about wanting to cut off her hands because she doesn't want to live anymore, and he'll ask her about it every time he sees one.

Saying something like this after a losing streak is just asking for trouble.

What's so great about being like him? She always disliked his unconventional black hair.

It was lunch break, and everyone had gone to the cafeteria for lunch. He took advantage of this brief break to go back to his empty dorm room and call her. He first changed his blackheads, then randomly picked an anime-style male avatar from a cheap online store.

Actually, he wasn't very willing to call Yu Lian. WeChat doesn't have a voice changer, and if his voice turned into the last straw that broke Yu Lian's back, everything would be over.

Yu Lian answered the phone, her voice coming through the airwaves, sounding listless.

"what?"

Ao Chen cleared his throat: "What do you mean, 'what am I supposed to do'? Your profile picture is black, can't I come and check on you? Why do you have to call? It's not like I can't bring you along."

"Want me to help you play some ranked matches during my lunch break? You can take a nap."

Yu Lian's voice was calm and peaceful: "It's alright, no need to fight anymore. And no need to sleep. I have nothing left to lose."

Hearing that she didn't even want her peak points, Ao Chen became even more anxious: "Why don't you need to play anymore? I'll play for you today. Can we get into the top 100 in the country on the first day of the season?"

Yu Lian was silent for a few seconds: "I'm out of credit points. Go and play 1v1 matches to make up for it. I'm still 6 points short."

Hearing that it had been another tough battle, Ao Chen didn't dare to ask. He licked his lips and agreed, "Okay, then you can get your blackheads replaced."

It would have been better if he hadn't brought it up, because as soon as he did, Yu Lian immediately became suspicious and asked, "Where did you get this profile picture?"

"Little Sweet Potato found it." Ao Chen was puzzled.

Yu Lian remained silent again, her fingernails tapping softly on the screen, indicating she had zoomed in to look at it.

"You used a collapsed image, you idiot. Now hurry up and end our intimate relationship before you get blacklisted. If I get implicated by you, you can get the hell out of here."

The call was abruptly ended.

Ao Chen, of course, didn't remove it. He changed his avatar with the speed of a legendary sword exchanged for a resurrection armor, and comforted her.

"1: I don't have many people on WeChat. Only my parents can't log on because they're working in the fields."

Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Hmm, reputation score.

得了令，他乐颠颠打1v1去了。打1v1很枯燥，推线杀人，6局打了要20分钟。

After finally finishing the game, before even starting a peak match, Yu Lian sent a message.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Go to sleep, log off, I'll have someone else play for me."

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: [Milk Dragon Dancing]"

Ao Chen looked at her message, his vision blurring and he felt dizzy, probably because he hadn't eaten lunch. He slammed onto the bed, logged off angrily, and logged back into his own account to see who had called him.

A mixture of pity and hate has emerged.

Gongsun Li at the start of the game (0 minutes).