Before Chi Qingshui could react,
her younger sister Chi Qingchi popped out first, ready to step forward and help:
"Let me handle the snacks. Should I just put them on the shelf?"
Chi Qingshui pressed her sister's head down:
"No sneaking snacks!"
Chi Qingchi protested innocently:
"How could I? Sis, you know me..."
"If I eat any, I’ll definitely tell Lin Yu."
Chi Qingshui completely ignored her sister's "greedy excuses."
She took the bag of snacks from Mo Shangying herself
and began unpacking them one by one, arranging them on the shelf.
Each item was a "beloved snack" she and Lin Yu had picked out together at the supermarket.
Chi Qingshui muttered to herself:
Are boys all idiots? His room isn’t even fully set up yet, and he’s already fussing over these snacks.
After placing everything,
she glanced at the arrangement.
Something felt off about the positioning?
She adjusted the snacks again, tweaking their placements...
For Mo Shangying, assembling a full set of electronic equipment was a breeze.
The real hassle was replicating all the software tools she needed onto this new device.
At the very least,
it would ensure she could continue her "ZerO" work in Lin Yu’s room in the future.
Of course,
copying over her massive collection of "educational materials" was also a must.
Meanwhile, little Chi Qingchi still couldn’t take her eyes off the snacks on the shelf.
Holding her phone, she engaged in a "secret negotiation" with Lin Yu.
Left unobserved for the moment, Chi Qingshui
pretended to casually survey Lin Yu’s bedroom.
This was her first time stepping into his room.
To be precise,
it was her first time entering a boy’s room—one her own age!
During their online relationship,
Lin Yu had described his room to her, mentioning its layout and furnishings.
He always said: "My room’s a mess!"
Now that she was actually here...
What a liar.
Messy where?
It was cleaner and tidier than her and her sister’s shared bedroom, and genuinely spacious and bright too.
The only downside was the lack of chairs.
Sitting on the bed... should be fine, right?
Chi Qingshui stole a few glances at the two busy figures.
Confirming no one was paying attention to her,
she cautiously approached the bed, smoothing her rarely worn skirt before sitting down.
The mattress was soft.
The height was just right.
Perfect for gently swinging her legs.
The bunk beds in their room weren’t bad to sleep in,
but compared to Lin Yu’s large bed...
his definitely had to be more comfortable, right?
This guy...
Was it on this very bed that he chatted with her every day?
A half-empty pack of tissues sat by the pillow...
Chi Qingshui glanced at it, pursed her lips, and averted her gaze.
"Big Chi?"
"I—I’m here!"
Mo Shangying’s sudden call snapped Chi Qingshui out of her reverie, making her scramble to her feet in fluster.
"Catch."
Perched on the chair, Mo Shangying tossed something lightly in her direction.
"Clink..."
Chi Qingshui caught it with her hands.
It was... a set of keys?
"What’s this?"
She looked toward the computer desk, confused.
Mo Shangying explained:
"Lin Yu’s room keys. He said to hand them to you."
Chi Qingshui’s breath hitched: "!!!"
Chi Qingchi’s jaw dropped: "???"
What was going on?
Why was he giving her the keys?
Chi Qingshui didn’t even dare check her sister’s reaction.
She’d barely managed to brush things off that morning.
Clearly, her sister had already picked up on something fishy.
If she showed any panic now, there’d be no way to convince her a second time!
Stay calm!
Stay calm!
She just didn’t understand the situation—asking for clarification was all she needed to do.
"Shangying, what does this mean?"
"Why are you giving the keys to me?"
Chi Qingshui kept her tone as steady as possible,
ensuring no cracks in her composure.
Mo Shangying paused her typing, recalling Lin Yu’s words from their phone call:
"I think he mentioned... there’s something he wants to give you?"
Chi Qingshui: "!!!"
Chi Qingchi: "???"
Even the little snack thief halted her assault on the shelf,
perking up her ears to listen intently.
After devouring so much gossip, this was her first time feasting on her own sister’s!
Had their relationship already reached the stage of gifting things and entrusting room keys?
Just what had her sister been up to with Lin Yu behind her back?
For a moment,
Chi Qingshui didn’t dare press further.
Lin Yu wanted to give her something?
If only she hadn’t asked just now...
Now her sister had heard too—this was trouble!
Then,
Mo Shangying added with a dramatic pause:
"Oh, wait, I think he said it wasn’t a gift. He just needed to give you something related to your holiday homework."
Chi Qingshui: "..."
Chi Qingchi: "..."
Hearing this,
Chi Qingshui’s tension evaporated.
Because she noticed her sister had resumed her relentless snack raid.
Clearly, no suspicions had been raised.
But why did she feel this pang of disappointment?
......
In the lounge,
the topic of moving into the apartment had been settled.
Everyone was now discussing today’s martial arts challenge.
Maomao had left the lounge to pack her personal belongings with Xia Yiwei.
The four martial arts instructors, having mostly recovered, returned—bearing no grudge against Lin Yu. Instead, they were unusually polite and deferential.
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! Your soul-cultivation partner, now atop your bed for the first time, can’t help but let her imagination run wild!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Lin Yu: "..."
You big dummy, what are you thinking about over there?!
What kind of fantasies are you secretly weaving on his bed?
This system notification instantly sent Lin Yu’s thoughts spiraling.
His mind flashed back to those risqué chats he’d had with his studious little girlfriend on WeChat.
Who would’ve thought?
Even such a prim and proper academic ace had this side to her.
She’d barely left the apartment,
and already the girls at home were stirring up mischief.
Everyone wanted to explore the outside world,
but right now, Lin Yu just wanted to hurry back.
......
At 11 a.m.,
Lin Yu wrapped up his martial arts challenge and returned alone to the apartment.
Xia Yiwei would bring Maomao over at noon.
Until then,
he’d see what mischief the girls had been up to in his absence.
On his way back, Lin Yu stopped by the delivery station to pick up a package.
Inside were two books:
Photography: Theory of Light and Composition
Photography: Practical Applications of the Golden Ratio
As he entered the courtyard,
he glanced toward the first-floor unit where the twin sisters lived.
Though the curtains were half-drawn and the sunlight made it hard to see inside clearly,
Lin Yu’s superhuman senses—his extraordinary vision and perception—allowed him to spot the silhouette hiding behind the curtains.
They were waiting for him to return.
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