Playing with fire under the lamp, huh Let's fight fire with fire

In the twins' bedroom.

Chi Qingshui held her phone, leaning against the desk.

Her eyes were fixed nervously on the screen.

The open interface displayed her WeChat chat dialog with Lin Yu.

At this moment, Chi Qingshui’s palms were slightly sweaty, her entire being overwhelmed by unprecedented panic.

This was so unlike her!

How could she have been so careless, accidentally sending an "Okk"?

Had Lin Yu seen it?

What would he think if he had?

Could he have noticed something?

Otherwise…

Why hadn’t he accepted the red packet she sent yet?

Was he really suspicious?

……

Her mind swarmed with questions, her brain cells rapidly depleting.

Finally.

A new message popped up.

Lin Yu: Boss, do you have cash? Can you give me some? It’ll be easier to buy medicine later.

Chi Qingshui frowned slightly.

What medicine did Lin Yu need to buy?

Was he sick?

Of course, she couldn’t ask too much on this WeChat account.

Still, judging by his reaction, he probably hadn’t noticed—thank goodness.

Back when this alternate account received Lin Yu’s friend request,

Chi Qingshui had initially added him out of boredom, just for fun.

She wanted to see if this seemingly well-behaved guy would secretly send something like "Wanna hook up?"

To her surprise,

Not only did nothing like that happen, but Lin Yu was also extremely respectful—even though she was just a virtual stranger.

Over time, as they chatted more and more,

Their shared topics grew increasingly intimate.

When a confession finally came through, Chi Qingshui hesitated for a long, long time.

Eventually, she settled on the idea of never meeting in person, opting for a permanent online relationship—and so, she began dating Lin Yu in secret.

At this age, no matter how aloof and cold a girl might appear in real life,

Her heart would still yearn for the sweetness of romance.

Lin Yu’s presence filled the void in Chi Qingshui’s heart.

Even she couldn’t explain how things had naturally progressed to… such risqué conversations.

The deeper she fell, the more terrified she became of Lin Yu discovering that [Dreaming Rain] was actually her.

They still had at least two more years as classmates and housemates—how could they face each other if he found out?

Earlier, Chi Qingshui had even prepared for the worst.

If Lin Yu ever confronted her, she would deny it to the death.

After all, as long as she didn’t log into the [Dreaming Rain] account, he’d have no proof.

Fortunately, that scenario hadn’t happened.

Everything could continue as usual.

Once her heart settled, Chi Qingshui replied to Lin Yu’s message, agreeing to his request.

Come to think of it… since returning from his hometown, Lin Yu seemed more talkative than before.

And his looks… had he gotten a little handsomer?

Earlier in the courtyard, when it was just the two of them, she hadn’t dared to look too closely.

"Sis, this is everything, I swear…"

Her younger sister, Chi Qingchi, reluctantly pulled out all the merchandise she’d bought recently.

She laid them out on the bed one by one.

Aside from the few items Lin Yu had given her, most were purchased with her own allowance.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been reduced to moaning ice cream off Lin Yu.

Originally, she’d planned to hide everything before her sister’s scheduled return.

But who could’ve guessed—

Chi Qingshui had come back a day early!

Chi Qingchi had still been asleep when she was mercilessly caught red-handed.

Chi Qingshui: "Are you sure?"

Chi Qingchi: "I swear!"

Chi Qingshui: "I’ll cover the debt this time. But if you ever borrow money to buy this stuff again, you’re working it off yourself."

Chi Qingchi pouted: "…Okay. Thanks, sis. Oh—Aunt Qimeng said we’re having breakfast together downstairs today."

Chi Qingshui opened her bag: "I already told Aunt Qimeng we’re skipping it. I brought you a double-egg burger from Good Eats."

Chi Qingchi’s eyes instantly sparkled: "Sis, you’re the best! The greatest sister in the world!!"

Chi Qingshui couldn’t help but laugh: "Cut it out. Just eat."

……

Downstairs, in the common area.

[Ding!]

[Congratulations, Host! You have successfully completed the daily quest ‘Cleaning the Sect Courtyard.’ Reward: 50 Sect Contribution Points, 20 Spirit Stones!]

[Ding!]

[Congratulations, Host! You have successfully completed the daily quest ‘Tending the Sect’s Spiritual Plants.’ Reward: 50 Sect Contribution Points, 20 Spirit Stones!]

For now, Lin Yu suppressed the urge to confront Chi Qingshui and force a real-life meeting.

He wasn’t stupid.

Given the persona she presented to the world, barging in now would only backfire spectacularly.

She would absolutely deny everything!

Worst-case scenario—

His online girlfriend, Dreaming Rain, would vanish forever.

And winning her back would be next to impossible.

First things first.

To avoid another misunderstanding like the Ye Mengfu incident,

He needed to get close to Chi Qingshui and confirm his suspicions.

Speculation was just speculation—hardly reliable.

Only the system’s official verification held real authority.

Once he confirmed it was her…

Playing dumb, huh?

The untouchable ice queen, huh?

Pretending not to know him while throwing shade, huh?

Lin Yu had plenty of ways to play along.

In his mind, he’d already drafted "100 Ways to Tease Your Secret Online Girlfriend."

Just thinking about it…

A wicked grin crept onto Lin Yu’s face.

Luckily, Aunt Qimeng had already left for the flower shop—otherwise, seeing his expression,

She might’ve gained a whole new perspective on "Little Yu."

After breakfast,

Lin Yu sent Chi Qingshui a WeChat message.

Lin Yu: Hey, Chi Qingshui, can you give it to me now? I’m heading to the community clinic to buy medicine. I’m in the dining area on the first floor.

Less than a minute later,

The sound of footsteps descending the stairs reached his ears.

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