Reborn to Make Games: My Girlfriend is a Game Streamer

The morning light replaced the night, casting a few hazy rays of light on the wooden floor through the gaps in the curtains.

The light also shone on Jiang Yiting's face, who was curled up in the recliner.

Her eyelids twitched slightly, and she slowly woke up.

After a two-second pause, the memory returned.

Oh, right, she's currently at Chen Bainian's house in room 1201, keeping watch over this drunkard all night.

She sat up quietly and looked at Chen Bainian first.

Chen Bainian was still asleep, his face buried in the pillow, his brows relaxed, the faint flush from last night's drunkenness had faded, only his hair was sticking up in a mess.

Jiang Yiting smiled slightly, got up and went to the kitchen to boil a kettle of water.

The "big brother" strolled over with cat-like steps and came close to her feet.

"Good morning." Jiang Yiting squatted down and rubbed her older brother's head, lowering her voice, "Your human hasn't woken up yet, don't disturb him."

After she finished speaking, she skillfully rummaged through the cabinet and found her older brother's cat food, poured it into its bowl, and changed its water bowl with fresh water.

Then I went back to the kitchen, washed my hands, added some rice and extra water to the rice cooker, intending to cook a pot of soft, mushy congee.

Looking through the few eggs, one carrot, and half a head of cabbage left in the refrigerator, Jiang Yiting muttered to herself, "I should go buy some groceries."

Take out the half-headed cabbage, wash it briefly, and then soak it in water.

We can make the porridge and dishes later when Chen Bainian wakes up.

At this moment, the water boiled.

She made a cup of warm brown sugar water, carried it back to the bedroom, and gently placed it on the bedside table.

Looking at the folding chair by the bed, Jiang Yiting thought for a moment but had no intention of putting it away.

Now that you've decided to take the initiative, the evidence of him watching over you all night should be clearly presented to Chen Bainian so that he can't ignore it.

After doing all this, Jiang Yiting turned around and went back to her own home.

After quickly washing up and changing into comfortable casual clothes, Jiang Yiting simply tied her hair into a proud high ponytail as usual, and looked at herself in the mirror.

Her overall complexion was actually not bad, except for a few light dark circles under her eyes.

She didn't try to hide it; these are all evidence.

When Jiang Yiting reopened the door to 1201, she heard some noises coming from the bedroom.

Chen Bainian has woken up.

Although he was the type of person who would be drunk after just one bottle, thankfully, he didn't experience much discomfort when he woke up the next day.

When I struggled to get out of bed, the first thing that caught my eye was the folding chair next to the bed.

The air conditioning blanket and soft pillows on the folding chair hadn't been taken away yet, which clearly indicated that someone was staying there overnight to take care of him.

There was no one in the bedroom. Chen Bainian listened carefully, but there was no sound from the room.

I casually picked up the cup of brown sugar water from the bedside table; the cup was still hot to the touch.

I took a small sip, and the warm, slightly sweet sensation slid down my throat, relieving the dryness of my hangover and a little bit of hunger.

The sound of the door opening was heard, followed by the familiar sound of slippers stepping on the floor, and then the bedroom door was pushed open.

"Awake?" Jiang Yiting looked at Chen Bainian, who was sitting on the edge of the bed with his hair sticking up in a daze, and found it a little funny. "Does your head hurt?"

"Hmm, not bad." Chen Bainian stared at the folding chair without turning to look at her.

The hangover was still a bit slow to kick in.

But now he realized that she had made do with this recliner last night, keeping him company all night long.

Moreover, she probably... saw the whiteboard in the study.

"Thank you," Chen Bainian said softly, then paused and added, "Thank you for your trouble."

"It's not that troublesome." Jiang Yiting walked to the bedside and pulled open half of the curtains with a "whoosh." "But you, knowing you can't drink, still drank so much."

Bright morning light rushed in instantly, illuminating the room.

Jiang Yiting turned around, leaning against the window frame, and looked at Chen Bainian. The morning light outlined a fuzzy halo behind her.

"The atmosphere is right..." Chen Bainian said somewhat awkwardly.

"Yes, the atmosphere is right, especially when you're making a fool of yourself." Jiang Yiting couldn't help but laugh.

Thinking back to how he was so reckless when he sang "The Restaurant" last night, he was completely different from the man in front of me now, who was still hungover and a bit listless.

Neither of them spoke for a moment, and a subtle silence filled the room, but it wasn't awkward.

Watching Chen Bainian finish his brown sugar water, Jiang Yiting casually asked, "By the way, do you have any plans for the Qingming Festival holiday in a few days?"

Chen Bainian thought for a moment, then shook his head: "The development progress is normal, so there should be no need to work overtime, and I don't need to go home."

"Then..." Jiang Yiting's expression suddenly hardened.

The traces left in the morning were all paving the way for this moment.

"Teacher Chen, I can't let all that work as a caregiver last night go to waste. During the Qingming Festival holiday, shouldn't you do something for me? Like, could you be my guide?"

Jiang Yiting paused, her eyes crinkling into a smile, her tone laced with a hint of slyness: "I've been in Lin'an for over half a year, and I haven't had a proper chance to explore it yet."

You've been studying at university in Lin'an for six or seven years now, so you're practically a local. Show me around Jiangnan in springtime?

Chen Bainian stared at him blankly.

I don't know if it was because of the hangover that my thoughts were slow, but I couldn't quite bring myself to think about it.

Or perhaps it was because her sudden and directness in making her request exceeded his expectations.

Chen Bainian looked at Jiang Yiting, whose face was adorned with a bright smile, but the veins showing as she gripped the windowsill tightly betrayed her inner tension and anticipation.

Memories from yesterday's drinking are still coming back in fragments:

That evening, in front of the group, she called out "Little brother" without the slightest hesitation...

As the effects of the alcohol rose in his head, he sang "The Tavern," a song with strong symbolic meaning...

Then he looked at the woman in front of him who had taken care of him all night and was now demanding compensation with a straight face.

Chen Bainian sighed softly, "Okay, where do you want to go?"

Jiang Yiting slowly relaxed her grip on the windowsill, her tone light and cheerful: "That depends on you, you're the local bully."

"What about holidays..." Chen Bainian pondered for a moment.

Lin'an is consistently ranked among the top three most popular tourist destinations in China during the Qingming Festival.

"Hmph." Jiang Yiting snorted twice, completely ignoring Chen Bainian's headache over this problem, and even seemed a little smug.

"Alright, go wash up. I've cooked some porridge, stir-fried some vegetables and eggs, and dinner will be ready." Jiang Yiting grabbed the air-conditioning blanket and soft pillow from the recliner and walked out of the bedroom without looking back.

"Actually, it's not like there's nowhere to go..." Chen Bainian, who had lived in Lin'an for more than ten years in his previous life, still managed to recall a place in his mind.

It's not remote; in fact, it's right next to the popular tourist attraction, West Lake.

It's a hidden gem of a tourist destination, often overlooked.