Reborn to Make Games: My Girlfriend is a Game Streamer

April 2nd, the first day of the Qingming Festival holiday.

As dawn broke over Lin'an, gray-white clouds blanketed the sky, as if draping the city in a thin veil.

The weather, which had warmed up for a few days, has returned to a cool morning air due to the expected but delayed rain.

At seven o'clock sharp, the alarm clock rang.

Jiang Yiting woke up rubbing her sleepy eyes. The familiar feeling in her lower abdomen made her sigh softly, "It really is punctual..."

Fortunately, it was just a little uncomfortable, not too bad.

She took a breath, mustered her spirits, and got out of bed to wash up.

Standing in front of the sink, I could see that my face looked rather pale in the mirror.

Jiang Yiting skillfully tied her signature high ponytail, then took out her cosmetics and applied a thin layer of foundation to even out her complexion.

Finally, she chose a vibrant orange-red lipstick, carefully applied it in front of the mirror, pursed her lips, and tried to smile: "Hmm, I look much more energetic this way."

I changed into the baseball jacket and loose jeans that I had put together the night before. Just as I finished getting ready, my phone rang at 7:40.

It was a message from Chen Bainian, whose contact name had been quietly changed to "Little Brother":

"Are you awake? I'm going downstairs to buy breakfast, do you want me to bring you some?"

Looking at the words on the screen, Jiang Yiting felt much of the morning's gloom dissipate, and her fingers quickly replied:

"Get up, I'm getting ready."

"Just bring me whatever you're eating, I'm not picky."

After sending these two messages, she quickly filled the "big brother's" food and water bowls, and rubbed the little guy's head: "We're both going out today, so be good at home, okay?"

At 7:50, a gentle, rhythmic knocking sounded on the door.

Jiang Yiting opened the door with a small bag containing her personal belongings and an umbrella on her back.

Chen Bainian stood at the door, his sharp black work jacket making him look tall and energetic. He was carrying a steaming breakfast bag.

"Thanks, little brother." Jiang Yiting took the breakfast, her fingertips touching the warm soy milk cup, a warmth spreading from her fingertips to her heart.

Chen Bainian looked at her, his gaze lingering on her face for two seconds.

She was wearing her usual baseball uniform and jeans, and her high ponytail was neatly tied, but he still felt that something was off.

Her cheeks seemed paler than usual, and the lipstick on her lips only accentuated the weariness in her eyes.

Even his usual carefree "Brother Lou" smile seemed to require extra effort to maintain at this moment.

This is somewhat different from her usual energetic and carefree demeanor.

Chen Bainian's brows furrowed slightly involuntarily: "You don't look well. Are you feeling unwell? How about... we call it a day and go out another time?"

Jiang Yiting was surprised by his keen observation, and her heart warmed. She quickly waved her hand, trying to sound relaxed:

"It's nothing! It's just that my period came and I'm a little listless."

Don't worry, I'm 'Brother Lou,' and we agreed to go out and have fun today.

She thought to herself, this is the first date I've been looking forward to for so long, I don't want to spoil the fun.

Chen Bainian was taken aback for a moment, then a look of understanding and concern flashed in his eyes.

He hesitated for a moment, then turned around and reopened the door to room 1201: "Wait for me a moment."

After saying that, he put his backpack in the entryway and quickly went inside.

Jiang Yiting leaned against the door and watched him enter and head straight for the kitchen.

She took out the bag of soy milk that Chen Bainian had bought, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip. The warm liquid seemed to wash away the slight discomfort she felt in the morning due to her period.

I took another bite of the steamed bun; it tasted familiar, like the one from the shop at the entrance of the neighborhood.

After she slowly finished eating the steamed buns, Chen Bainian came out of the kitchen less than two minutes later, carrying a dark blue thermos.

He walked to the entrance and carefully put the cup into his backpack: "I just boiled some water this morning and added some brown sugar. If I feel unwell on the way, I can drink some hot brown sugar water."

"Teacher Chen is so meticulous and experienced." Perhaps because she was more emotionally sensitive during her period, Jiang Yiting's words, tinged with a hint of coquettishness and probing without her even realizing it, "Anyone who didn't know better would think she'd taken care of some girl before."

As soon as she said it, she lowered her eyes slightly in regret.

Chen Bainian simply smiled gently, zipped up his backpack, and explained naturally, "I have a younger sister at home. When she was little, she wasn't feeling well, and this is how my mom took care of her. I remembered it after seeing it so many times."

After saying that, he turned around and naturally took her hand: "Let's go."

Holding her in his broad hand and listening to his patient explanation, Jiang Yiting's subtle emotions caused by her period were instantly soothed and calmed, and she felt warm all over.

The two entered the elevator together.

As Jiang Yiting sipped her soy milk downstairs, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Little brother, you've been so mysterious for so long, where are you taking me today?"

"Jiuxi Eighteen Streams isn't far from here. Just take the bus to Jiuxi stop; it's only a few stops away," Chen Bainian said, turning to look at her. "But given your condition today... shall we take a taxi?"

"Why take a taxi? It's unnecessary," Jiang Yiting immediately objected, her tone tinged with a hint of smugness. "I pass by Jiuxi station every day on my way to work, I know it like the back of my hand, I just never have a chance to go up and explore. Come on, let me show you my daily commute route!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yiting, who had been leading Chen Bainian forward, suddenly took the lead and enthusiastically pulled him toward the bus stop.

Her high ponytail bounced lightly with her steps, and it seemed as if the usually energetic "Brother Lou" had returned.

When we arrived at the bus stop, it was a quiet morning during the Qingming Festival holiday. Zhuantang, located in the suburbs, was indeed deserted. The platform was empty, with only the morning breeze blowing gently.

After waiting for a few minutes, the No. 500 bus they were going to take slowly pulled into the station.

There were very few people on the bus, so the two found a window seat next to each other and sat down.

The train started and swayed slightly as it drove away from the platform.

After settling in, Jiang Yiting felt a bit drowsy again as the car swayed rhythmically.

She turned her head to look at Chen Bainian's sharply defined profile, her voice unconsciously carrying a soft, dependent tone: "Little brother, I'll lean on you and take a nap, okay? Wake me up when we get there."

Without waiting for Chen Bainian's response, she naturally rested her head gently on Chen Bainian's strong and warm shoulder.

Feeling the warmth and weight of her body against his arm, Chen Bainian's body stiffened almost imperceptibly for a moment before quickly relaxing.

He subtly adjusted his posture to make her more comfortable and responded softly, "Okay, go to sleep."

The street scene outside the train window slowly moved past, and the carriage was very quiet.

With her eyes closed, Jiang Yiting could clearly feel the warmth from his shoulder and the steady heartbeat, as well as the faint, refreshing scent of laundry detergent on him.

The discomfort in my lower abdomen seemed to have been largely dispelled by this sense of comfort.

My initial drowsiness has actually lessened.

I suddenly remembered that Du Fan and Chen Xu had joked before about Chen Bainian having muscles.

On a whim, Jiang Yiting subtly moved her fingers and gently pinched his upper arm through his coat.

Yes, it feels firm to the touch, not in an exaggeratedly lumpy way, but rather with a balanced and powerful feel.

Chen Bainian's body visibly stiffened again, and a voice tinged with helplessness and amusement came from above: "Teacher Jiang... what are you doing?"

"Little brother, you've got real muscles!" Jiang Yiting looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with excitement, as if she'd discovered something amazing. "Do you secretly work out?"