Reborn to Make Games: My Girlfriend is a Game Streamer

"Little brother, look at the camera."

After taking the medicine and resting for a while, Jiang Yiting seemed to have regained her energy and started fiddling with her phone to take selfies with the two of them.

Hearing the sound, Chen Bainian turned his head and heard a "click".

Jiang Yiting took a candid photo.

After taking the picture, Jiang Yiting immediately took her phone back to her side and looked at the results of her snapshot.

"Hey, little brother, you're not in sync anymore. Give me a smile." Jiang Yiting commented softly on the candid photo.

Chen Bainian watched as her complexion regained some color, and saw her pouting slightly, annoyed that he hadn't cooperated well with her in capturing the moment.

A relaxed smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

"Oh, right, that's how you look when you smile." Jiang Yiting smiled as well.

"Come on, let's take two more pictures. We can't waste this background."

Jiang Yiting pulled him to stand by the pavilion and took two more pictures.

Behind them are emerald-green pools and ribbon-like waterfalls.

Chen Bainian cooperated by bending slightly and entering her viewfinder.

"Click, click," Jiang Yiting snapped several photos before looking down at them with satisfaction. She swiped her finger across the screen, nodding occasionally. "Hmm, this one's not bad, and this one's alright too, hehe."

After taking a few satisfactory group photos, Jiang Yiting, now full of energy, pulled Chen Bainian along and set off again.

The air in the mountains seemed a bit more humid than when the two of them had first entered the mountains.

After walking for only a few minutes, a cool touch suddenly landed on their faces.

"Is it raining?" Jiang Yiting looked up and saw a fine drizzle, almost invisible, falling silently.

The scenery in the mountains and forests became hazy in the rain and mist.

"Looks like the weather forecast was right this time," Chen Bainian chuckled softly, stopping in his tracks.

He put down his backpack and pulled out two unopened transparent raincoats from one of the outer side pockets.

Watching him unpack the package and shake out a raincoat, Jiang Yiting looked surprised: "You brought this too?"

"The weather forecast said it might rain. I figured we'd take lots of photos since we're out, so I went to the supermarket last night and bought two raincoats," Chen Bainian explained, helping Jiang Yiting put her raincoat on. "The rain doesn't look heavy, but it's still easy to catch a cold this time of year, especially in the mountains. You need to be extra careful."

Wearing a transparent and lightweight raincoat keeps out the drifting raindrops, but doesn't hinder movement or taking photos.

"Little brother, you're so reliable." Jiang Yiting patted Chen Bainian's shoulder as he was putting a raincoat on her, her tone full of laughter.

He always does this, hiding his thoughtful gestures in these seemingly unintentional preparations.

After putting on their raincoats, the two continued walking along the Xishan hiking trail.

The rain was light, so light that there was no need to deliberately find a place to take shelter.

As they walked along, they encountered some people who didn't use umbrellas and simply continued on their way.

A light drizzle fell, soaking the road paved with mountain stones, causing it to shimmer with a dark, watery sheen.

The air was filled with the fresh scent of earth, leaves, and rain, and the pattering rain became the perfect background noise.

The whole world seemed to quiet down and slow down at that moment.

"This must be what the misty Jiangnan region in ancient Chinese poetry is like?" Jiang Yiting took a deep breath of the moist air, feeling as if her body and mind had been cleansed.

The two of them weren't in a hurry to reach their next destination, and just walked slowly along.

Jiang Yiting took out her phone and took photos of the rain-shrouded mountain path, the leaves covered with glistening water droplets, or the hazy mountain shadows in the distance.

After taking the photos, she would take her phone to Chen Bainian and share it with him: "Look, the road is all blurry, isn't it very picturesque?"

Jiang Yiting's photography skills are hard to categorize as having any particular method or technique.

The composition is spontaneous, and the light and shadow are also accidental.

But even in such ordinary sharing, those common scenes seem to take on a poetic quality through her lens and in her joyful tone.

Chen Bainian didn't offer any pointers or critiques on her technique; he simply observed her intently as she took notes.

I felt that the experience of strolling in the drizzle was better than any view under a clear sky.

A light drizzle fell, and the mountain road wound its way through the valley.

The two walked at a leisurely pace, occasionally exchanging a few words in hushed tones.

But most of the time, they enjoyed the tranquility of the mountains together.

After walking for about an hour, the scenery in front of them gradually began to change.

The trees on both sides of the road were gradually replaced by neat terraced tea gardens, and the tea trees covering the mountains presented a soft and rich green in the misty rain.

Tea bushes spread out layer by layer along the mountainside, like a huge green velvet carpet or solidified turquoise waves.

The light drizzle seemed to invigorate and enhance the aroma of the tea in the tea garden, making the air they breathed feel fresh and invigorating.

The two stopped at the edge of a gentle slope with a wide view.

"This is Longjing Village, the famous origin of West Lake Longjing tea," Chen Bainian said briefly as he put down his backpack and took out the drone again.

"West Lake Longjing tea?" Jiang Yiting asked in surprise.

She naturally knew about this tea because of its reputation, but she never expected that it was produced in Lingyin Mountain by West Lake.

However, she was immediately drawn to Chen Bainian wiping the drone and leaned over to ask, "Can it still fly in the rain?"

"Yes, just be prepared for light rain, but heavy rain won't be good," Chen Bainian explained.

The drone took off gracefully in the drizzle, the sound of its propellers diluted by the rain and wind.

Chen Bainian maneuvered it to a suitable altitude.

The tea gardens shrouded in rain and mist offer a different kind of beauty when viewed from above.

The tea fields are divided into smooth geometric patterns by winding ridges, and the white walls and black tiles in the distance are faintly visible in the white mist.

This scene is like a natural ink painting, tranquil, profound, and timeless...

"It's so beautiful..." Jiang Yiting couldn't help but be mesmerized by the sight.

Even though she had read countless poems describing Jiangnan, seeing it with her own eyes now, she felt that any words seemed pale and all that remained was the simplest wonder.

"Look at the drone in the sky." Chen Bainian controlled the drone with one hand and gently put his other arm around her shoulder.

"Oh? Do you want to take a picture?"

"Okay, let's take a group photo."

Jiang Yiting's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly raised a smile towards the direction of the drone that was gradually rising higher.

The raindrops pattered softly on their raincoats.

In the distance are hazy tea mountains, and nearby is the warmth of bodies embracing each other.

The drone slowly pulled away, capturing two small figures wearing transparent raincoats standing side by side against a backdrop of green waves of tea gardens, along with the misty rain that enveloped the world.

The image freezes.

"Let me see!" Jiang Yiting eagerly leaned closer.

In the photo, their figures are small, and even somewhat blurred due to the rain and fog.

But the atmosphere of standing side by side amidst the lush greenery, sharing a misty rain in Jiangnan, is particularly clear and moving.

"This one's great!" Jiang Yiting said, already planning to set it as her screensaver later. "It has a much better feel than the ones I took at Jiuxi Yanshu Waterfall earlier."

"Hmm." Chen Bainian retrieved the drone, carefully wiped it clean, and put it away properly.

He looked at her, a faint smile in his eyes, his voice blending into the sound of rain, gentle yet clear: "Because it was an unexpected scene, and someone who happened to be there with me."