The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

Sitting at the dining table, Shang Qingya didn't mention what problems she had encountered that day.

Lu Yuan could tell that she was in a bad mood, but he didn't ask.

Because not all problems can be solved by "passing the buck to the other party".

This standard can even be used to distinguish whether a person truly possesses an independent personality.

But the truly fortunate one is not Lu Yuan who understands this.

What's truly fortunate is that both Lu Yuan and Shang Qingya tacitly understand this.

And realize that this is an indispensable key factor in the process of interpersonal relationships.

Because they all have experience of surviving independently and persevering alone.

This even led to them having similar personality traits in many ways.

"You can't just dump all the problems on the other person to solve, because that's a way of avoiding growth, and life will never reward those who avoid growth."

These are survival experiences that Shang Qingya recorded while growing up alone.

So when Shang Qingya spent a long time organizing her thoughts to initiate a conversation, she didn't talk about how to solve the problem, but rather whether the solution was feasible:

"Some people keep sending me large gifts and asking for my address, I have to strictly prohibit this."

In fact, making this choice is very difficult, especially for the poor.

Anyone would be tempted if someone kept showering you with gifts. Tonight's gifts are enough for Shang Qingya to do tarot readings for half a month.

However, she felt that this would disrupt the atmosphere of the live stream and affect her long-term plans.

"Find an administrator, and kick out anyone who posts this kind of comment again."

"Uh-huh."

The conversation was very brief; they finished eating as soon as they finished.

Lu Yuan picked up the bowl to wash the dishes, then went back to his room to sleep.

"Okay... I'm not dreaming."

During a break from washing dishes on the road.

Shang Qingya went into the bathroom to brush her teeth, so her speech was mumbled and hard to hear clearly.

"Good night."

Shang Qingya stood at the door of Lu Yuan's bedroom, brushing her teeth while watching him.

Her eyes curved upwards, like crescent moons.

She stood there brushing her teeth for a full twenty minutes.

After confirming that Lu Yuan's breathing had subsided, she washed her face and went into Lu Yuan's bedroom.

A year ago, she stood at the door of Lu Yuan's bedroom, just like she is now.

But she dared not move, she only dared to fantasize.

Singing a song while daydreaming.

She fantasizes about one day being able to walk in confidently and lie down next to him.

She has done it.

In fact, some dreams come true without any warning.

As you work on it, it inexplicably comes true.

But the exhilarating feeling of realizing one's dreams is mostly absent.

Because at this moment, you will recall the road from the starting point to the end.

Shang Qingya gently pulled back Lu Yuan's blanket and lay down inside, then quietly took his hand.

Lu Yuan made a move.

Cao Cao often had a habit of killing people in his dreams, and the distance didn't change that much.

Lu Yuan woke up the moment he felt himself being touched.

In the darkness, four eyes stared at each other.

She looked up.

He lowered his head.

However, Lu Yuan's eyes only opened for a moment before closing at lightning speed, but in that short second from opening to closing...

He reached out and hugged her.

Her frail body was embraced.

Shang Qingya carefully moved her body, trying to turn her back to Lu Yuan.

It wasn't that she didn't want to face him, it was that Lu Yuan was hugging her too tightly, and she couldn't breathe when facing Lu Yuan's chest.

She still wasn't asleep.

She sobbed in her small bed.

It only takes five steps to get from one bedroom to another.

She was gone for a full year and thirteen days.

This is not a particularly grand dream journey, and it doesn't deserve any cheers from the audience.

She is not great enough without Shenzhou entering space and without the birth of new effective drugs.

This is just a tiny, insignificant little girl's persistent dream.

"If we persevere, it will come true."

Shang Qingya wiped away her tears and whispered in her arms.

Her vision was blurry, so the view outside the window that she was staring at was also blurry.

Windows are one of the greatest inventions in human history.

Light can come in.

The gaze can go out.

When you're huddled in your tiny shelter, lamenting your own insignificance, you can see through the window many others who are just as insignificant as you.

The lightning rod of the TV tower in the distance was flashing red, the study in the building across the street, still lit, was reflecting warm light, and the street, which could only be seen by looking up slightly, was shimmering with car headlights.

All of this appeared as blurry light and shadow in Shang Qingya's eyes.

When the dream comes true.

Everything a person sees will be blurry, because the hardships and setbacks along the way will make up your tears.

Right or wrong.

As long as you succeed, that's all that matters, even if you're the only one in the world celebrating.

However, Shang Qingya encountered a significant problem.

That is, how to stop her tears.

If you rub it on the blanket, it will leave a small water stain that will be easily noticed when you wake up the next morning.

If she is found out, she will lose a lot of face.

So she carefully got up and went to the bathroom to find some tissues.

But just as the thief, like someone who has entered a museum, was about to execute a perfect dodge without moving his arm, he was about to...

She felt the dampness on her forehead.

As we all know, tears flow downwards, and no matter what, your tears will never flow down to your forehead.

"Wow, why does water flow uphill?"

Shang Qingya stared blankly, believing she had discovered the true secret of this world.

People don't necessarily strive for higher positions, and water doesn't necessarily flow downhill...

"So cute!"

"oops!"

Shang Qingya was startled, and when she looked up, she found Lu Yuan staring at her.

It silently bypassed her defenses and was staring intently at her forehead.

Shang Qingya instinctively defended her forehead, but when she belatedly realized that the wetness on her forehead was Lu Yuan's saliva...

She let down her guard again.

"I didn't cry."

"So cute!"

Why are you kissing my forehead?

"His entire face, except for his forehead, was dry."

"Nonsense." Shang Qingya pouted.

She said, "My mouth is dry too."