Chapter 1572 - 1568: Hesitation

Ye Qiu shrugged his arms and smiled at him.

"A good game like this, I'll try it even if it kills me. Looks like I need to read the manual. Where should I buy the equipment?"

"Galaxy can also run it. Aphere is simply a performance-enhanced version of it."

"That's really great."

Ye Qiu shrugged his shoulders, and this time the shopkeeper's cheeks moved slightly.

Ye Qiu didn't really understand this stuff either, but somehow after coming to this world, this knowledge inexplicably appeared in his head.

"Well, you're prepared to be trapped by that thing again, aren't you? But if something like that happens again, everyone's going to worry about you more."

"I don't care how many times I'm trapped."

These are the facts. Right now, Ye Qiu and Fang Wushang don't have any other means of contact, for the two of them now, they're just connecting using Galaxy online. Of course, be it voice or letters, Ye Qiu has never received any.

But the days of waiting are finally coming to an end.

Ye Qiu finished his coffee in one gulp and stood up. The shop didn't have an electronic cashier or anything, so Ye Qiu fished out some coins from his pocket and placed them on the counter.

"Well then, I'll head back first. Thanks for the hospitality, and, uh...please do help with the information."

"No problem, leave it to me, but I can't guarantee anything, but I'll do my best, after all, both of you are my lifesavers, let me do something for you in return."

"Let's use something else for the information fee. —You must rescue Fang Wushang. Only then can our incident come to a true end."

"Ah. One day this matter will be over."

Ye Qiu knew that he and the man in front weren't talking about the same thing at all, but he was still very grateful that the shopkeeper could help because right now the only person who could assist was the shopkeeper.

Ye Qiu hit his palm with his fist, then pushed open the store door and walked out.

Ye Zhi lay on her bed, rolling around, burying her face in her pillow, occasionally slapping her feet in frustration.

Ye Zhi didn't want to do anything now; she had completely entered a lazy phase. Although she was already a prospective exam taker, right now Ye Zhi didn't want to study at all. It wasn't because she hated studying, rather she found it quite interesting, as long as it was just studying, even if she didn't do well, she wouldn't have to take on any responsibility.

It was already noon, but she was still in her pajamas. Today was Monday, January 20th, and winter vacation was long over, but the high school Ye Zhi attended allowed flexible attendance for third-year students in the third semester, so she only went to the kendo club to make an appearance.

In Ye Zhi's mind, that memory kept replaying over and over, she didn't know how many times it had repeated.

Last night—to warm up her frozen older brother Ye Qiu, they huddled together under the covers, bodies tightly pressed against each other, and fell asleep like that. Having the kind of constitution that falls asleep within ten seconds of lying down, Ye Zhi was now very regretful.

She kept berating herself as an idiot, idiot, idiot!

Clearly, during that time, she could've done more, but she fell asleep instead.

Her heart kept shouting, her hands kept pounding the pillow.

At the very least, she should have woken up before Ye Qiu and escaped from there, but he woke up before she did. Now she didn't have the face to see her brother anymore.

Embarrassed and ashamed, these feelings mixed with her hidden affection, making it hard for her to breathe, her chest aching sharply. Her hands covered her face, and suddenly she realized the smell of her brother lingered on her pajamas, which only intensified her earlier heartbeat.

In any case, she decided she would banish all this with her bamboo sword. She swiftly stood up, too tense to decide whether to wear her practice clothes or something else, she quickly changed out of her shirt to hurry to the courtyard to practice.

Ye Qiu didn't know where he went, their mother Cui always left for work before noon, and their father Feng Song had returned to the United States just after New Year's, so now only Ye Zhi was at home.

She grabbed a slice of cheese muffin from the rack on the first-floor dining table, inelegantly holding it between her teeth, with a hand carrying orange juice, sat down in the hallway.

Just as she took a big bite—she saw Ye Qiu pushing his bicycle in through the entrance and met Ye Zhi's gaze.

"Ugh!!"

The muffin got stuck in Ye Zhi's throat, she clumsily tried to bring the juice in her right hand to her lips but realized it hadn't been coupled with a straw.

"Glugh, glugh~~!"

"Hey, hey!"

Ye Qiu dashed over to Ye Zhi, grabbing the juice, inserting a straw, and then sticking it in Ye Zhi's mouth. Ye Zhi desperately sucked down the cold liquid and finally swallowed the food stuck in her throat.

"Gah! I thought I was a goner, Ye Qiu!"

"You're such a hasty one. Can't you eat more slowly!"

"Mmm~~"

Ye Zhi dejectedly lowered her head. Ye Qiu sat beside her, bending down to untie his shoelaces. Ye Zhi, with a sideways glance, looked at Ye Qiu's profile, took another bite of her muffin, and at that moment, Ye Qiu suddenly said:

"Right, about last night."

Ye Zhi suddenly started coughing, hastily sipped more juice.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh!"

"Well, how should I put this, thank you!"

"Eh?"

Unexpected words, Ye Zhi stared at Ye Qiu without blinking.

"Thanks to you, I recovered my spirits. I won't give up. I'll definitely get Fang Wushang back, just watch."

Ye Zhi forced herself to smile through her inner pain and said:

"Okay, you do your best, I'd like to meet this Fang Wushang too."

"You two will definitely get along well."

Ye Qiu patted Ye Zhi's head, then stood up.

"Well then, see you later."

After saying this, Ye Qiu headed up to the second floor, and watching his departing figure, Ye Zhi popped the last small piece of muffin into her mouth.

——Ye Qiu has to do his best too.

At the water pond in the courtyard, Ye Zhi began her daily sword practice. Grasping the bamboo sword, her body moved with her swings, gradually warming up.

Up until now, swinging the bamboo sword sufficed to clear her thoughts, but today was different; she couldn't shake the things occupying her mind, stubbornly lingering there.

——Is it really okay for me to like my brother?

Last night, she had almost given up on the idea. She knew full well that deep down, her brother only had that person, but it was still extremely painful.

——But even so, it's alright.

She didn't know why she harbored such strong feelings for Ye Qiu, but she knew clearly when this thought had emerged.