Xing Yuan only knew this much information, so she could only continue to investigate in this direction.
Many people from the original game company, and quite a few female designers. This back and forth took a lot of time.
These people were scattered all over the country. After a month, all their information was finally collected by Xing Yuan.
The day Xing Yuan found Qing Yue, she wore a dress after a long time.
A white dress, just like her image in the game.
Qing Yue sat in the library reading a medical pathology book, "How to Stimulate Coma Patients to Recover."
Although it was of little use, it was a psychological comfort. Otherwise, when she was idle, she would unconsciously think of other things.
She rubbed her tired eyes and unconsciously looked out the window. In a daze, she saw a familiar figure.
Almost instinctively, she rushed out.
Standing on the bustling street, the suffocating feeling of loneliness and confusion instantly engulfed her, as if she were just a passerby in this world, coming and going in a hurry, leaving no trace.
She turned around in a daze, and suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind her.
She turned around instantly and saw a young girl standing behind her, smiling gently at her, and reaching out to gently wipe away the tears that had unconsciously fallen from the corner of her eyes.
"Pretty lady, want to fall in love?"
The girl smiled playfully, her eyes curved, just like when they first met.
This time, Qing Yue did not evade. She generously took her hand, smiled gently, and said, "Okay! Please take care of me, girlfriend, from now on."
The two sat by the roadside drinking milk tea, their hands intertwined under the table. Qing Yue held her palm tightly, as if afraid she would disappear if she wasn't careful.
The original surprise turned into a fright, and Xing Yuan didn't know what to say.
It seemed that none of the surprises she prepared had ever succeeded.
Xing Yuan was a little disappointed, but the necessary sense of ritual still had to be observed.
"I'm here, Sister, don't be afraid," Xing Yuan coaxed, trying to pull her hand away.
Qing Yue pursed her lips, said nothing, and only held her hand tighter.
"Sister, my palm is sweating, it's a bit dirty," Xing Yuan said with a hint of grievance.
"It's okay," Qing Yue said, completely unconcerned.
Fine! Xing Yuan understood her anxious emotions. Wasn't she the same back then?
"I feel like I've seen you somewhere before," Qing Yue said suddenly, staring at Xing Yuan's face.
"Hmm?"
"It seems to be at some competition," Qing Yue nodded thoughtfully. "Like a fight, I think I saw it."
Xing Yuan felt guilty. She was indeed quite famous back then.
"Let the past be the past! The most important thing is that we are together now," Xing Yuan said seriously, changing the subject.
That made sense! Qing Yue nodded happily, looking at Xing Yuan as if she couldn't get enough of her.
She exclaimed, "I didn't expect you to be so beautiful in person. Um, do you remember everything from the game?"
"Yes, I remember everything, including... the promise Sister made to me," Xing Yuan hooked her lips into a sly smile.
"What promise?" Qing Yue asked, completely confused. She didn't remember making any promises.
Xing Yuan lowered her head aggrievedly, looking at Qing Yue with pitiful eyes, as if looking at an irresponsible scumbag.
"Sister said she was willing to support me for the rest of my life," she accused.
"I never said that," Qing Yue retorted instinctively.
"Oh~ You said it when you put on the ring. The words on the ring mean never to be apart, so isn't it the same as Sister agreeing to support me for the rest of my life?" Xing Yuan used the powerful logic of rounding up.
Qing Yue was silent. After thinking for a moment, she nodded firmly, "That's fine, I can afford to support you anyway."
Xing Yuan excitedly nodded her little head, "Sister~ Can I move into your place today?"
Qing Yue: ...
It was a bit fast! But her heart seemed to be faintly anticipating it.
Qing Yue nodded calmly, looking a little helpless, "If you want to, you can move in today."
"I'll contact the moving company right away."
This time, Xing Yuan successfully withdrew her hand. That afternoon, Xing Yuan's luggage and she herself were packed and delivered to Qing Yue's home.
Xing Yuan, who was delivered to her door, couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.
After unpacking, the two lay on the sofa to rest.
"Sister~ Can I share a room with you?" Xing Yuan suddenly sat up, leaned closer to Qing Yue, her eyes burning with desire.
Qing Yue's ear tips instantly turned red. She avoided the question, "There are many rooms, you can choose one yourself! I'll go reply to a work email first."
Qing Yue fled, and Xing Yuan clicked her tongue in disappointment. Something else seemed to flash through her mind, and her eyes lit up again.
At night, Xing Yuan stood in front of Qing Yue's room holding a pillow and knocked on the door.
Qing Yue yawned twice, looking at Xing Yuan, whose clothes were slightly revealing, with a dazed expression.
"What's wrong?" she asked groggily, with a hint of sleepiness.
Xing Yuan lowered her head, her thick eyelashes covering her eyes, and said timidly, "Sister, I'm scared to sleep alone, can you stay with me?"
Qing Yue's sleepiness was instantly scared away. She instinctively blocked the door and tactfully refused, "It's not appropriate."
She wasn't that kind of beastly person. It was too rude to make a move on someone so soon after they arrived.
But Xing Yuan was persistent. She blinked her eyes, and a mist instantly gathered in her eyes. She feebly fell into Qing Yue's arms, tears on the verge of falling, instantly touching a soft spot in Qing Yue's heart.
She nodded as if possessed, and moved aside.
Xing Yuan happily walked in and, with a flip of her wrist, locked the door.
She made herself at home, placing the pillow on the bed. Her previously delicate demeanor instantly became assertive.
She sat on the bed, patted the space next to her, and took charge, "Sister, sit down!"
Qing Yue hesitated for a moment, as if considering whether this was her home, but eventually walked over obediently.
"Aren't you scared?" A smile flickered in Qing Yue's eyes.
Xing Yuan's expression stiffened slightly, but she smiled again. She beckoned, her expression ambiguous yet extremely natural. With an overwhelming posture, she straddled Qing Yue.
She chuckled and leaned down to whisper in Qing Yue's ear, "Because you're here, Sister! With Sister here, Ah Yuan is not afraid of anything."
"Sister~" she called softly.
Xing Yuan's eyes held a released wolfish glint. She leaned down and kissed Qing Yue, slowly undressing her.
Qing Yue's mind went blank, and she actually allowed Xing Yuan to do as she pleased.
"No!" Seeing that her last piece of clothing was about to be removed, she gently grabbed Xing Yuan's hand, her eyes filled with pleading.