My Online Girlfriend Has a Twin Sister - Chapter 185 125: Memories of the Past, Her Guilt and Regret

Carrying a girl while gaming is the most exhausting thing ever. Chen Yuan never used to do it; he had only ever carried one girl—his girlfriend.

Because they’re noobs.

People often say that gaming is just for fun, but Chen Yuan was different. He actually took winning and losing very seriously. For him, the joy of victory was the most important part of the entertainment.

He was young, so his competitive drive was stronger.

It’s incredibly frustrating to have the skill to win but still lose.

Carrying one girl was exhausting enough, let alone two.

At the start of the match, he thought “Boqi” wasn’t one of *those* noob girls, but a skilled player. Turns out, she was even more hopeless than Jiangg Yao. The two of them gave up almost two-thirds of the team’s total deaths.

In his gaming chair, Chen Yuan buried his face in his hands in agony, letting out a long sigh.

“I don’t know what to say,” he replied to Jiangg Yao.

He was truly rendered speechless by their incompetence.

Jiangg Yao was very embarrassed. She knew her performance in the last game had been pretty abysmal. It was mainly because she hadn’t played in so long and wasn’t familiar with the controls anymore.

She used to be quite good, actually.

Much better than Jiangg Ning.

Back when they were dating online, she had practiced diligently for a while to become a decent support and not be a burden to Chen Yuan. Back then, she studied guides every day and watched support videos from streamers online.

How to place wards, how to trade health, how to position in team fights.

She studied with incredible focus, more seriously than she ever did in school.

After that, her skills improved by leaps and bounds, and Chen Yuan had even praised her… Back then, sitting in her chair and listening to his praise, Yaoyao’s heart felt sweeter than honey. She felt all her effort had been worth it.

But now, she had forgotten every last bit of her laning knowledge!

“I… I’m just a little rusty. Don’t worry, Little Young Master, I’ll definitely do great next game. I absolutely, positively won’t throw for you.”

Jiangg Yao nudged Chen Yuan’s thigh, making it wobble, and looked at him with pleading eyes, starting to act cute.

…

“Mom, I’m home.”

Ke Bing had just gotten home. She stood in the entryway, took off her sneakers, and padded across the floor in her snow-white socks for a few steps before finding the slippers she had carelessly left in the living room last time.

“What brings you here all of a sudden? You’re not staying at school, Rourou?”

Mrs. Ke and Mr. Ke, who had been intently watching a popular new TV drama, turned their heads at the sound of her voice.

Both looked surprised.

She set the remote aside and walked over solicitously. “You didn’t even tell us you were coming. There’s some beef stew I made in the kitchen. Are you hungry?”

“I’m not hungry. I already ate out.”

After hugging her mom, Ke Bing felt a warmth she hadn’t experienced in a long time. She sat down on the sofa.

Ke Bing attended university in Sanya, which wasn’t close to her home. It was at least a forty-minute bus ride. Usually, she spent her days off with her best friend, enjoying her freedom.

So, she didn’t come home often, only about once a month.

She hadn’t even planned on coming home once a month, but she had a little sister who always said she missed her during their video calls.

The relationship between siblings always seemed to be the same: they’d bicker constantly when together, but start to miss each other as soon as they were apart for a little while.

Ke Bing’s sister was only four years old…

After they moved to Sanya, she, a high school student at the time, had come home one day and was suddenly told she was going to be a big sister! She was so shocked she was speechless for a long time, having always thought she was fated to be an only child.

No one could have predicted something like that.

“Where’s Mengmeng?”

“Your sister went to bed a long time ago. I put on a cartoon for her on my phone, and she watched half an episode. The cartoon was probably too boring…” Mr. Ke said without looking up, scrolling through the latest news on his phone through his reading glasses.

He’d heard that international tensions were running high recently, and as a die-hard military buff, the old man had to get to the bottom of every little rumor he caught wind of.

He would even hold forth with the other old men in the public square whenever he went downstairs.

“I got tired of writing my graduation thesis today, so I went fishing at Reef Beach for a while. You’ll never guess who I ran into!” Ke Bing shared excitedly.

“Who? One of your high school classmates?”

“No, it was Chen Yuan!”

“Chen Yuan? Which Chen Yuan? That name sounds a little familiar.”

A commercial started playing on the TV, and Mrs. Ke picked up the remote to change the channel.

“It couldn’t be the Chen Family’s kid, could it?”

Mr. Ke looked up as well, a little puzzled.

“Yes, it was Yuan from Mr. Chen’s family! He’s here in Sanya on vacation.”

“For real!?”

“Why would I lie to you two?” Ke Bing tucked a strand of hair back. “I didn’t even recognize him at first. Do you know how tall he is now? Over six feet! I had to tilt my head up just to talk to him. I wish I hadn’t worn flats today.”

“What’s the Chen Family’s boy doing in Sanya on vacation! And without giving us a heads-up. You, too! Why didn’t you bring him home for a meal?” Mrs. Ke chided, patting her lightly. “I haven’t seen that kid in years. He must be eighteen now, right? Has he started university?”

“He did. I hear he got into Landa University.”

“Well, I’ll be!”

“That kid’s got a bright future, much better than our Bingbing,” Mr. Ke said, putting down his phone with a sigh of admiration. “Even when he was little, I thought Yuan had potential. He could sit still and focus, and he was sharp. If we hadn’t moved to Sanya, I might have even had the chance to be his homeroom teacher.”

“Why are you dragging me into this? It’s not like I didn’t study hard…”

Ke Bing broke into a sweat. While she might not have been burning the midnight oil in high school, she certainly hadn’t slacked off either.

“Did you show him around?”

“No…”