Chapter 40: One’s Own Social Account
After a small interlude, Lu Zhiyin and Leng Qing Qiu shared a tacit understanding and chose silence, neither speaking further.
When the rice was almost cooked, Leng Qing Qiu brought over two bowls of rice, and they finished their dinner for the day in silence.
The atmosphere felt a little strange. Because of her unusual actions, Leng Qing Qiu didn’t feel comfortable provoking Lu Zhiyin.
As for Lu Zhiyin, after a long silence, she took out the phone Leng Qing Qiu had bought her and checked the time. It was already eight in the evening.
“Hoo…”
Taking a deep breath, Lu Zhiyin opened the app store and browsed through useful software.
She clicked on categories and found the app with the highest download count in the social communication section.
She thought, this must be the most commonly used social tool for people in this world, right? When playing games, she hadn’t paid attention to what software people used for remote communication.
She began to regret not being more meticulous when playing games.
“…Qiuqiu?”
Qiuqiu, one of the most popular apps under the giant company Penguin in this world, gave Lu Zhiyin a strange sense of déjà vu.
After clicking download, Lu Zhiyin went to look for other things, downloading various novel platforms.
Returning to the main page of the app store, looking at the dazzling array of games, Lu Zhiyin suddenly realized that this was no longer a game world, and she didn’t have to be limited to in-game money-making methods.
“…Hmm, can I make money through playing with others and boosting?”
With this thought, she downloaded a MOBA game called Heroic Chronicle, which ranked first in the popular game charts. She remembered it was another name for a popular game in her previous life.
In her previous life, her gaming skills were decent, not particularly good, but not bad either, ranking among the top ten thousand in the country.
Exiting the app store, Lu Zhiyin looked at her phone number and then clicked on Qiuqiu, which had finished downloading.
She smoothly registered an account and casually gave her account a slightly strange nickname.
“Radio,” there was no deep meaning behind this name, Lu Zhiyin was just too lazy to think of a better one.
After registering her account, Lu Zhiyin turned her head and realized that Leng Qing Qiu had been watching her the entire time.
The task of “conquering” Leng Qing Qiu, a somewhat daunting mission, was always kept in mind by Lu Zhiyin.
Finally, she was the one who broke the silence between them.
“Um… do you want to add me on Qiuqiu?”
Gently poking Leng Qing Qiu’s shoulder, Lu Zhiyin asked softly.
After Lu Zhiyin broke the silence first, Leng Qing Qiu no longer held back.
“Okay.”
She went back to the bedroom and took out her phone, adding Lu Zhiyin as a friend via QR code.
Thus, Lu Zhiyin gained her first Qiuqiu friend.
“…”
After adding her friend, Lu Zhiyin took a selfie and used it as her profile picture.
As for Leng Qing Qiu, her profile picture was a white cat, very cute. Looking at the profile picture alone, it was almost impossible to imagine what she did in private.
Her nickname was “White Cat,” which matched her profile picture well.
After hesitating for a moment, Lu Zhiyin sent Leng Qing Qiu a smiling emoji.
Leng Qing Qiu didn’t reply to her but patted her shoulder instead.
“If you keep downloading things using data, you’ll be charged later.”
Although she hadn’t spoken to Lu Zhiyin before, Leng Qing Qiu had been watching her.
“Ah…?”
A little dazed, Lu Zhiyin only reacted then. She exited Qiuqiu and turned off the data. Fortunately, most of the apps hadn’t finished downloading yet, so not much data should have been used.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and then Leng Qing Qiu snatched the phone from her hand and quickly connected it to her home Wi-Fi.
“The Wi-Fi is connected, you can continue.”
Handing the phone back to Lu Zhiyin, Leng Qing Qiu quietly looked at Lu Zhiyin’s face.
Her gaze made Lu Zhiyin a little uncomfortable.
“…”
Silently, Leng Qing Qiu’s gaze shifted from Lu Zhiyin’s face downwards. She inexplicably remembered seeing Lu Zhiyin naked in the bathroom yesterday.
Her body covered in scars, her fragile appearance was so alluring.
“Do you want to take a bath? I’ll help you reapply the medicine and change the bandages later.”
In the end, for some reason, she said something that would naturally be considered strange.
“…Ah, maybe not…”
Made uncomfortable by Leng Qing Qiu’s gaze, Lu Zhiyin put away her phone.
As for the other apps… she would look into them tomorrow.
Thinking this, Lu Zhiyin touched her palm, which was covered by a bandage.
She had wrapped it quite well herself, hadn’t she? There was no need for Leng Qing Qiu to rewrap it.
Pressing her lips together, Lu Zhiyin proactively moved closer to Leng Qing Qiu’s direction.
“Um… I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said you were acting strange earlier.”
Not genuinely wanting to apologize, Lu Zhiyin was just afraid that Leng Qing Qiu’s favorability would decrease.
“It’s… it’s alright.”
“Hmm… You’ve been in class all day, you must be tired, right? Go to sleep. I’ll wash the dishes and bowls.”
Trying hard to do something to gain favor, Lu Zhiyin looked at her bandaged palm again.
With the bandage, it shouldn’t go wrong like this morning, right?
“…”
Leng Qing Qiu remained silent, looking at the white-haired girl in front of her.
She always seemed to want to do something for her? Why was that? Leng Qing Qiu couldn’t quite figure it out.
Although her intentions were indeed good, she didn’t actually need her help.
Leng Qing Qiu didn’t like things being out of her control. Whether it was trivial matters in life or anything else, she could handle it herself. She didn’t need others’ help, nor did she need others to worry about her.
Well… although the noodles Lu Zhiyin made were indeed delicious.
“No need, I’ll handle it myself. It’s still early, I can’t sleep this early.”
Rejecting Lu Zhiyin’s offer, Leng Qing Qiu put away the bowls and chopsticks.
When she returned, she was holding a wet towel.
“If you’re not taking a bath, then wipe yourself down. It’s always good to be clean.”
As if determined to see Lu Zhiyin’s body again, Leng Qing Qiu felt she was going crazy, having developed strange feelings for her childhood friend.
Leng Qing Qiu didn’t think she would like anyone. Perhaps she was just a little obsessed with the pitiful appearance of fair skin that was ravaged with scars?
“…”
Lu Zhiyin was unaware of Leng Qing Qiu’s thoughts.
She just gripped the sofa beneath her, looking at the wet towel in Leng Qing Qiu’s hand, her breathing becoming a little rapid.
She still couldn’t refuse Leng Qing Qiu’s requests.
Her cheeks turned red again, but she felt very upset inside.
“Mmm…”
She gave an almost imperceptible hum and began to take off her clothes.
After that, Leng Qing Qiu carefully wiped Lu Zhiyin all over with the towel, then carried her back to the bedroom, not giving Lu Zhiyin a chance to put on clothes, and tucked her into the covers. This left Lu Zhiyin blushing, wanting to scold her, but not daring to.
Honestly, she didn’t know what their current relationship was. Were they really just accomplices? Why was she doing such strange things to her?
This question, Leng Qing Qiu hadn’t quite figured out either.
However, what was certain was that Leng Qing Qiu didn’t have any fond feelings for Lu Zhiyin. Perhaps, in their brief time together, she had gradually come to regard Lu Zhiyin as an object belonging to her.
It was an excessively strong desire for control that drove her to do all these seemingly strange things.
