Chapter 47 It's My Fault
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Mu Qingye didn't urge her, but instead walked to the computer desk and sat down.
"Just leave the dishes and chopsticks there after you finish eating; I'll clean them up later."
After saying that, Mu Qingye put on his headphones and started playing games.
Jiang Siyu stared at the steaming bowl of noodles for a long time before walking over.
She had no appetite at all.
But this bowl of noodles is a token of Mu Qingye's affection.
Jiang Siyu sat at the dining table and gently stirred the noodles with her chopsticks.
Each noodle is coated with rich broth.
She opened her mouth and took a bite; it was delicious, but a feeling of nausea immediately followed.
Jiang Siyu immediately held her breath and waited for the violent churning in her stomach to subside before taking a second bite.
After repeating this process, my cold stomach gradually warmed up, and in the end, I no longer felt like vomiting.
Jiang Siyu was somewhat happy; she felt that she could eat normally again.
After finishing her meal, Jiang Siyu glanced at Mu Qingye, who was still playing games, and then took her bowl to the kitchen and cleaned the table with paper towels.
Jiang Siyu turned on the tap and washed the pots and pans one by one.
While she was doing these things, Mu Qingye quietly watched her.
She washed the dishes skillfully and cleaned the kitchen in no time.
Then a satisfied smile spread across his face.
Seeing her smile, Mu Qingye's lips involuntarily curled up as well.
"Jiang Siyu," he called to her.
"Hmm?" Jiang Siyu looked at him with a raised tone, her clear eyes filled with laughter, stunningly beautiful.
Mu Qingye tapped on the computer desk: "Want to play games?"
What game?
"Shooting? MOBA? Tower defense? Survival adventure?" Mu Qingye casually listed several types of games. "You can play whatever you want."
What were you playing just now?
"Shooting game, PUBG."
"I've never played this before, want to give it a try?" Jiang Siyu had never played shooting games before; she used to play tower defense games, such as the cute tower defense game, "Protect the Carrot."
And similar entities like Ark and Conflict.
"Come here." Mu Qingye stood up and offered the chair to Jiang Siyu, then explained the rules to her and taught her the basic operations.
He originally thought that Jiang Siyu would be slow to pick up shooting games since she had never played them before, but he didn't expect that she would be able to master the skills after he had just taught her.
Moreover, her aiming speed and accuracy when practicing shooting at moving targets on the training field were surprisingly high.
She improved so quickly that Mu Qingye couldn't resist wanting to play a game with her and experience it for himself.
Unfortunately, there is only one computer at home.
After spending more than half an hour at the training ground, Jiang Siyu got a little bored.
"I want to play against real people."
"Let's play then." Mu Qingye took the mouse, clicked to exit the training ground, and then clicked match.
The match begins after the game loads.
But Jiang Siyu died as soon as she entered the game, before she even got a weapon.
She was somewhat annoyed to see Mu Qingye's account points decrease.
Mu Qingye didn't seem to care much: "It's normal that you died early because you're not familiar with the map and haven't even gotten a weapon yet. Let's start another round."
“Okay.” Jiang Siyu did not back down because of this; she would make up for the points she lost.
So Jiang Siyu spent the whole day playing games at Mu Qingye's house, starting by getting eliminated immediately after landing, and then gradually making it into the top 50, then the top 20...
A victory announcement pops up on the page after the last enemy dies.
"I won!" Jiang Siyu turned her head in surprise, only to find that Mu Qingye was very close to her.
After she turned her head, she could even clearly feel his breathing through his nose.
At this moment, Mu Qingye realized that he was too close to Jiang Siyu. He had unknowingly moved closer in order to see the game screen more clearly and guide her movements.
After regaining his senses, Mu Qingye quickly increased the distance between them again.
"Great." He praised Jiang Siyu, enduring the burning sensation in his ears.
She is very talented at games.
After that, whenever Mu Qingye had time, he would call Jiang Siyu over to play games.
He didn't want to see her spending hours alone on the balcony.
Later, in order to play games with Jiang Siyu, Mu Qingye installed another computer with the same configuration next to his computer.
As the two gradually became more familiar with each other, Mu Qingye realized that Jiang Siyu was not actually sick.
She is quite emotionally restrained, but at most lacks a bit of empathy.
However, Jiang Siyu has started to smile at him more often and praise his cooking... well, she also gets angry when she's unhappy.
Most importantly, Mu Qingye discovered that Jiang Siyu's eyes no longer held only a layer of cold indifference.
When she looks at herself, there is warmth in her eyes.
Despite this, in the two years that he knew Jiang Siyu, Mu Qingye never saw her cry.
Even when they were arguing, Jiang Siyu maintained her composure and restraint.
Today was the first time she cried in front of him.
She suppressed her sobs, but each sob was heartbreaking.
Bo Siye tried to wipe away her tears with his fingertips, but he couldn't get them off.
Seeing her shed tears for him, Bo Siye felt no sense of accomplishment whatsoever.
He felt like an idiot.
How could he let someone as composed as her cry uncontrollably?
“Our Ayu did nothing wrong, it’s my fault.”
Bo Siye softened his voice to coax her, then stood up and pulled her into his arms.
"It was unreasonable of me. I knew you were busy with important matters, but I still kept bothering you to spend time with me."
"Ayu, I was wrong."
"I shouldn't have left without saying goodbye..."
"I'm such a bastard for making our Ayu so sad."
"I shouldn't have gotten angry with you, I shouldn't have argued with you, and I definitely shouldn't have pressured you."
"It's okay if you're late from now on. You can be busy with work or anything else. I'll always be waiting for you at home."
“…Don’t cry, Ayu. I won’t leave you alone anymore.” Bo Siye felt his heart breaking; every tear Jiang Siyu shed felt like it was hitting his heart.
Constant dripping wears away a stone.
He was in excruciating pain, yet he felt that Jiang Siyu was the one suffering the most.
He had already guessed that, from Jiang Siyu's perspective, it had always been him who left without saying goodbye.
So, how did she live her life after leaving me?
They reverted to how they were when they first met, like walking corpses...
Did she not eat properly?
When you can't sleep at night, do you just toss and turn alone, waiting for time to pass in the dark?
Over the years... has she ever hated herself to the core?
Now, how did she let go of that hatred and embrace herself again?
Bo Siye hated Jiang Siyu, and naturally knew how torturous it was to hate someone you deeply loved.
Love and hate intertwine, pulling the heart apart, causing it to fall apart and suffer unbearable pain.
At this moment, Bo Siye even wanted to strangle his past self from two years ago.
Jiang Siyu said he was naive, and he felt she didn't know what was good for her.
But now it seems that he was indeed an extremely naive bastard back then.
"Hmm!"
A sharp pain suddenly shot through his shoulder, and Bo Siye groaned as he felt the force of Jiang Siyu's bite.
Knowing she was venting, Bo Siye indulgently ruffled her hair.
"With that little strength, are you just grinding your teeth?"
Then, the pain in his shoulder intensified the next second, and Bo Siye almost cried out in pain again.
Once the pain in my shoulder subsided and only a slight soreness remained, I felt a dull ache.
Bo Siye then lowered his head and kissed Jiang Siyu's earlobe, coaxing her to let go: "It will be uncomfortable if you keep clenching your teeth."
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