Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
He seemed to suddenly realize something before he could finish what he was saying. His pupils shrank as he immediately said, “It’s for me.”
He placed his chopsticks down on the table, walked to Auntie Li and took the express delivery from her. “I’ll take a look at it.”
Then he headed upstairs.
Qiao Lian dropped her gaze as she watched his figure disappear upstairs.
What was wrong with Shen Liangchuan?
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Holding the express delivery, he walked upstairs.
He went into the study and opened the mail using a pair of scissors. From within the envelope, he drew out a card.
On the card, there were the same words: [Chuan Zi, how are you?]
Chuan Zi.
It was him again.
Soul Fighter.
Shen Liangchuan squeezed his eyes shut in pain.
The anxiety he felt in his heart brought with it a growing sense of suspense that made him want to explode.
Three days without sleep would be a torture for anyone.
Even if he knew that this was an evil plot by someone, he had no means of suppressing the guilt he was feeling.
It was like a seed that had taken root in his heart, spreading out gradually, and by the time he had discovered it, there was no way of stopping it from growing.
He took a deep breath, trying hard to calm himself down.
Then he threw the card into the bin.
As he stood up, the room swung and he realized he was seeing double of everything.
There were the effects of a severe lack of sleep.
He stopped to take a few deep breaths, before walking out of the study and into the bedroom.
He lay on the bed, feeling total exhaustion washing over him. He lay there as though drained from all energy.
He shut his eyes.
Too tired, he needed a good sleep.
As his sleep deepened, Soul Fighter came to him in his dreams again.
He dreamt of the time that they had just gotten to know Xiao Qiao…
He got to know Soul Fighter two to three months before Xiao Qiao came into the picture.
At that time, they had already built up a good rapport playing video games.
Then, by random match in a game, he met Xiao Qiao.
From then onwards, Xiao Qiao followed him around, threatening that she would defeat him.
She added him as a friend, harassed him, and eventually joined his fighting team.
In the end, not able to tolerate her constant nagging, he decided to rope her into a team fight.
The first round that they fought, Soul Fighter was with them.
At that time, Xiao Qiao was new to gaming and played rather poorly. She didn’t even have a good sense of the game.
He felt that she was a fool.
In the game, Soul Fighter had an argument with her.
Initially, the two exchanged words by typing:
[Soul Fighter: Hey, Xiao Qiao, aren’t you a pig head?]
[Xiao Qiao: Aren’t you just an actual dog?]
[Soul Fighter: ??]
[Xiao Qiao: The amazing player hasn’t even spoken and here you are, having nothing good to say.]
[Soul Fighter: …]
[Xiao Qiao: It’s because of bad fighters like us that people like you look good. Besides, you just wait, I’ll get better than you.]
[Soul Fighter: …]
[Xiao Qiao: Infuriating! I’m wasting my time typing to you rather than playing. Turn your mic on.]
Shen Liangchuan had been focusing on the game the whole time and, at this point, he saw Soul Fighter turning on his audio.
At the time, all he wanted to do was listen to this Xiao Qiao who had been following him around. He was curious what she was like. Or just to even listen to how the sharp-tongued Soul Fighter made this girl cry.
He inserted his earpiece and heard Soul Fighter’s adolescent breaking voice saying, “I’m Soul Fighter. What’s up?”
Right after this, Shen Liangchuan heard Xiao Qiao’s voice for the first time in his life.