Chapter 138 He Zhao understood Qiao Yanyu's thoughts and hesitation. She smiled suddenly and released Qiao Yanyu...

He Zhao understood Qiao Yanyu's thoughts and hesitation. She smiled and released Qiao Yanyu's hand, standing in front of her: "I know, I know everything. I will stay here, take good care of myself, and wait for Sister Qiao to come see me every night."

“I know that Sister Qiao is an eagle, a female eagle with full plumage and a strong body. You should be soaring in the sky and spreading your wings across the heavens. But this place is also your harbor and your nest. You can come back anytime to rest and see if this little good-for-nothing you raised at home is alright.”

“Sister Qiao, we are lovers, but I don’t want to be a stumbling block for you, nor do I want you to give up your dreams and responsibilities because of me. It would be very painful for you.”

He Zhao had been observing Qiao Yanyu's behavior all this time, and he knew her personality well. She was never idle; even without work, she would find something to do, even though she was unable to walk due to her injured legs.

Now that Qiao Yanyu's injuries have healed a bit, she immediately discarded her wheelchair. Even though she still walks with a slight limp, she rushed to the Countermeasures Bureau as soon as possible, just to personally send Hua Hua off.

He Zhao certainly wanted Qiao Yanyu to stay by his side, to be able to love and cherish her every day. But what difference would that make from breaking Qiao Yanyu's wings? Just as He Zhao said, Qiao Yanyu was a female eagle, destined to soar freely in the sky.

He Zhao was already very happy that she had stayed by his side during this time. Now that the female eagle's injuries had healed, she should continue to soar. He Zhao also liked the dashing and capable Qiao Yanyu. He Zhao would be unhappy if Qiao Yanyu were injured; but if she stayed by his side and didn't even go on missions, and was always sullen and unhappy, He Zhao wouldn't be happy either.

During her recovery, Qiao Yanyu mostly served as a foil to He Zhao, silently staying by his side, providing him with final protection while he charged forward. He Zhao, however, knew very well that Qiao Yanyu was not truly happy.

A strong person would definitely want to do far more than she is doing now.

Qiao Yanyu hadn't expected that He Zhao would understand her so well.

At this moment, Qiao Yanyu was not smiling, because she felt her eyes and nose were sore. Qiao Yanyu was definitely not a weak person. She had always been a warrior who would bleed but not cry. But now, Qiao Yanyu really wanted to cry.

Just because someone understands you in this way can make a person want to cry.

Qiao Yanyu had never imagined such a thing.

There were about two or three steps between her and He Zhao. Qiao Yanyu only wanted to let those two or three steps disappear so that she could hug He Zhao and feel his warm embrace.

Qiao Yanyu did the same. Her foot wasn't fully healed, and she even stumbled a little after taking three quick steps, but she still rushed over and hugged He Zhao tightly. Qiao Yanyu's voice was low and sounded a little nasal: "He Zhao, thank you."

"Hey, what's the big deal?" He Zhao replied, "Didn't you just say that we don't thank each other? Why are you saying thank you now?"

The two didn't do anything out of line; they just hugged each other, but the atmosphere around them was so tense that no one could get in.

But there are plenty of people who don't understand romance. At this moment, the ride-hailing car quietly stopped in front of them. The driver glanced at them, but didn't urge them. Instead, he looked to the side and sighed, "The lesbian relationship is great! Young people these days are so unrestrained."

The two didn't do anything excessive, just hugging and cuddling, which is something even girls with normal sexual orientations would do. The driver's thinking that way is purely due to her yaoi-centric perspective.

Realizing the ride-hailing car had arrived, Qiao Yanyu calmed herself down, then took He Zhao's hand and got into the car. After they sat in the back seat and calmed down, they noticed the driver's somewhat mocking gaze in the rearview mirror, and suddenly felt a little awkward.

Thinking about it this way, it's a little embarrassing to say or do those things on the street.

That's what they thought, but their bodies betrayed them; their hands were clasped together and hadn't separated.

Today, He Zhao spent another day slacking off at her stall. Qiao Yanyu stayed with her, and the two of them sat on the sofa watching TV. The atmosphere was perfect, and they naturally ended up cuddling and kissing. However, they still didn't take things further, because He Zhao knew that Qiao Yanyu would be very busy later, perhaps even having to run around with her slightly lame leg.

He Zhao felt sorry for Qiao Yanyu and didn't want her to expend too much energy, which would only make her tired. So, He Zhao bit Qiao Yanyu's chin somewhat angrily, leaving a small tooth mark. Qiao Yanyu didn't feel any pain, only an itchy feeling.

"Everyone said they'd wait until your leg was better... but it's not possible now. After a while, once you're done with your work, I'll definitely do some things that adults should do for you!"

To say that He Zhao didn't want to be close to Qiao Yanyu would be impossible; she longed to be inseparable from her. However, Qiao Yanyu was indeed busy, so she had to suppress those unhealthy thoughts in her heart.

Hearing He Zhao say that, Qiao Yanyu's ears turned red, and she whispered, "Actually, it's okay now too..."

He Zhao froze, and this time he really raised his hands in surrender: "Sister Qiao, I beg you, please stop teasing me. I'm not the kind of person whose brain is controlled by my cerebellum. I wouldn't do something like that."

So in the end, they only kissed and hugged, and didn't do anything too outrageous.

He Zhao didn't go to her stall today, and slept well the next day, getting up early. Seeing that Qiao Yanyu was still at home, she took her to the market to buy groceries, and then they cooked lunch at home. In the afternoon, Qiao Yanyu went out.

Her walking posture was much better than a couple of days ago; you couldn't really tell there was a problem when she walked slowly. But given Qiao Yanyu's style, she would never walk slowly. She's always energetic and radiant, glowing with confidence from being back at work; Qiao Yanyu simply can't slow down.

But if you walk too fast, you're bound to stumble a bit.

He Zhao didn't stop Qiao Yanyu from going out, nor did he even escort her downstairs. Qiao Yanyu couldn't ride a motorcycle anymore, so Wang Yu came to pick her up and waited downstairs. Even from the balcony, they couldn't see Qiao Yanyu because their community separated pedestrians and vehicles; cars exited directly from the underground parking garage.

However, He Zhao was not discouraged because Qiao Yanyu had brought her own lunchbox before leaving, and she would eat properly that evening. Unlike before, she wouldn't forget to rest and eat when she was busy. At least the lunchbox reminded her that she should eat something in the evening.

And when it was time for He Zhao to set up his stall, she would always come to his stall and keep him company. Just like when they first met, she would lie down behind the stall and catch up on some sleep. For He Zhao, that was enough.

The weather was lovely and warm today, so He Zhao changed into a light shirt in her room. She stretched and took out her phone to play around with it. She had taken the opportunity to get a new phone; it wasn't the best, but at least it wasn't like before, constantly freezing and unable to even display the payment code.

During that time, He Zhao was always afraid that Qiao Yanyu would think he was doing it on purpose, and he was afraid that he would become the epitome of stinginess and miserliness. Now that he has a new phone, that situation will no longer occur.

She played for a while in the afternoon, then took a nap. She woke up groggily, made herself something to eat, and then went back to playing. He Zhao felt that her current life was similar to her life before she transmigrated—living in a large apartment, playing games, eating and sleeping at set times, and sometimes staying up late.

However, unlike before her transmigration, He Zhao treated games like her life. She wouldn't leave the house unless her best friend begged her, as if staying in bed playing games was her entire life. Now, He Zhao clearly understands that playing games is just a way to pass the time when she's bored.

Her life was vibrant because of Qiao Yanyu's existence.

When it was time, He Zhao said goodbye to his random teammates who were typing and rantting, made a surrender gesture, and went to the kitchen to prepare the things he needed for today's stall. After loading the things onto his electric scooter, he huffed and puffed his way out the door.

When she arrived, Qiao Yanyu wasn't there. Qiao Yanyu had texted He Zhao, saying she'd be a little late. He Zhao readily agreed; after all, even ghosts don't arrive that early. He Zhao set up his stall, sat down, and continued playing his game.

For He Zhao, setting up a stall was sometimes just a different place to play games.

However, the Mud Demon arrived exceptionally early today, shortly after He Zhao set up his stall. This time, unlike before when He Zhao would suddenly not show up and then complain the next day, He Zhao had given prior notice, saying that he was going to see Hua Hua off yesterday and would most likely not be setting up his stall that night.

So the Mud Demon didn't say anything, only asking how Hua Hua was doing. He Zhao briefly explained Hua Hua's situation, but stopped talking when she got to the Tonghuan Gathering. She first sent a message to Qiao Yanyu, and after the other party confirmed that she could tell him, but only to the Mud Demon, she looked around to make sure no one was there before telling the Mud Demon.

"Wow, there's such an organization... Don't worry, I definitely won't tell anyone. I'm not some kind of loudmouth."

"Be careful, your area is a major transportation route. If you get any intelligence, remember to tell me." He Zhaoshun instructed the Mud Demon, who nodded and patted its chest to assure him. It had provided He Zhaoshun with particularly important information last time, so He Zhaoshun trusted it.

"Why do you think those bad guys create little devils for no reason?" After a while, the Mud Demon couldn't help but whisper to He Zhao, still puzzled. He Zhao was also concerned about this question, but she wasn't a bad guy, so how would she know?

"How would I know? If I knew, I would have run to tell Sister Qiao right now."

He Zhao couldn't figure it out no matter how much he thought about it. Hua Hua's father, that big villain, created Hua Hua to raise it into a big ghost to dominate the world, but what's the point of raising a little ghost?