Absolutely serious Xingtie, I awakened the other world system?

　Bai Qiong gently patted San Yueqi's back and comforted him softly, "Don't be afraid, dreams are all fake, everything will be fine when you wake up."

　"It's not fake... wuwu... In the dream... In the dream you didn't want me anymore... You were with another woman... and you were mean to me..."

　San Yueqi said with sobs, tears falling uncontrollably, wetting Bai Qiong's clothes.

　Bai Qiong's heart softened. He could feel San Yueqi's fear and anxiety.

　This girl, who appears to be lively, cheerful and silly on weekdays, is actually fragile and sensitive deep down in her heart.

　Maybe she wasn't like this originally, but under the influence of the system's degeneration value, it seems that everyone's personality has changed slightly.

　He stroked San Yue Qi's hair gently and said tenderly, "Silly, dreams are always the opposite. How could I not want you? No matter what happens, I will not leave you, believe me."

　San Yue Qi raised her head, looked at Bai Qiong with tearful eyes, and asked while sobbing, "Really? You really won't leave me?"

　"of course it's true."

　Bai Qiong nodded seriously, his eyes firm and gentle, "I swear, I will never leave you."

　After getting Bai Qiong's assurance, San Yueqi's emotions seemed to calm down a little, but he still hugged Bai Qiong tightly and refused to let go, as if he was afraid that he would disappear in the next second.

　Her face flushed, and she asked in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "Bai Qiong... Can I... Can I sleep with you?"

　Bai Qiong was slightly stunned. Looking at the tearful and pitiful San Yueqi in his arms, he couldn't help but feel pity in his heart.

　He gently picked up San Yueqi by the waist and walked towards her room.

　"Hey? Hey! Bai Qiong! What are you doing!"

　San Yueqi screamed, and subconsciously hugged Bai Qiong's neck with both hands. Her cheeks instantly turned red, like a ripe apple. She struggled violently and protested in a low voice: "Put me down quickly! What if others see us!"

　Bai Qiong held San Yueqi in his arms and walked steadily towards her room. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said with a sly smile, "What are you afraid of? There's no prohibition on dating on the train. Besides, our relationship is not something shameful."

　"But……"

　San Yueqi was still a little shy, her voice getting smaller and smaller, and she said shyly: "But...but what happened that night..."

　"That evening?"

　Bai Qiong raised his eyebrows and pretended to be puzzled and asked, "That night? Didn't nothing happen to us that night?"

　"You! How dare you say that!"

　San Yue Qi was so angry that he punched Bai Qiong, his cheeks red as if bleeding, "It's all your fault! If it weren't for you...if it weren't for you, if you hadn't seen me drunk...I...I wouldn't..."

　"Okay, okay, it's all my fault. It's all my fault."

　Bai Qiong smiled and admitted his mistake, his tone gentle and doting, "So, you are just too thin-skinned, and you are afraid that what happened that night would be known to others and you would not be able to hold your head up? At that time, I thought it was okay, but you kept crying and making a fuss, and I couldn't explain it to you properly. We didn't really have sex after drinking, so what are you afraid of?"

　San Yueqi became even more shy after hearing what Bai Qiong said, so she simply buried her head in Bai Qiong's arms, not saying anything else. She just hugged him tightly, feeling his warm embrace and heartbeat.

　Bai Qiong carried San Yueqi into her room, gently put her on the bed, then sat beside the bed and looked at her tenderly.

　San Yueqi raised his head and looked at Bai Qiong cautiously, with a hint of expectation and uneasiness in his eyes.

　"Are you still scared?" Bai Qiong asked softly.

　San Yue Qi shook his head, then nodded and whispered, "It seems... it seems to be a little better... but... it's still a little..."

　"Don't be afraid, I'm here with you."

　Bai Qiong reached out and gently held San Yueqi's hand, and his warm palm conveyed a sense of security.

　San Yue Qi grabbed Bai Qiong's hand and held it tightly, as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw.

　She looked at Bai Qiong, her eyes full of dependence and fascination.

　"Wait a minute! When I carried you in, the door seemed to be open. I'll go close the door. You wait for me obediently..."

　Bai Qiong patted San Yueqi's little head and said to her.

　"Then hurry up!"

　San Yueqi muttered in dissatisfaction, wishing he didn't want to be separated from Bai Qiong for even a moment.

　"Got it! It'll be quick!"

　Bai Qiong stood up, walked to the door of the room, and was about to close the door when a slight sound caught Bai Qiong's attention.

　He leaned his head out and saw Ji Zi leaning against the door frame of the aisle of the carriage, with her arms folded, looking at him with a half-smile.

　Ji Zi didn't know how long she stood there, nor how much conversation she heard, but judging from the meaningful smile on her face, she had obviously seen everything.

　Bai Qiong smiled awkwardly, put his index finger between his lips, made a gesture to Ji Zi to keep quiet, and then closed the door.

　She shook her head gently, with a helpless smile on her lips, and sighed: "These two children..."

　Then, she turned around and left quietly, leaving Bai Qiong and San Yueqi alone.

　……

　The only sounds in the room were the two people's gentle breathing.

　The Milky Way outside the window is still shining brightly, and the starlight is scattered on the floor, forming a mottled light and shadow.

　It was like a girl's dream being shattered upon waking up in winter.

　Volume One, Awakening from a Winter Dream, ends.

Chapter 27: Letter from a Strange Woman

　The vibration sound of the cell phone was buzzing, like some restless insect humming in his ear, pulling Bai Qiong out of his sleep.

　He opened his eyes drowsily, and his sight gradually focused on the familiar furnishings in March 7's room.

　The soft mattress, the pink curtains, and the warm touch beside me——

　San Yueqi was curled up beside him, breathing evenly and softly.

　Ever since he carried San Yue Qi into her room and slept with her, Bai Qiong would often sneak in from the utility room in the middle of the night.

　After all, compared to the cold and hard cardboard box in the utility room, here there is not only a soft big bed, but also a soft March Seven...

　No matter how I think about it, it's more comfortable here.

　The corruption value of March 64 is also rising steadily and has now reached %.

　Although the increase is not as great as the crazy night with Topa, it is better in the long run.

　Bai Qiong used to be very reluctant to increase the character's corruption value, but now...

　Although Xiao Sanyue always strongly condemns such things, her body is very honest.

　Bai Qiong felt that this did not violate his principles.

　"Well……"

　I heard the faint murmur of March 7th beside me.

　She turned over and rubbed her little head in his arms like a lazy kitten.

　Bai Qiong raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He looked down at San Yueqi who was sleeping peacefully in his arms. He gently pushed aside the loose hair on her forehead, and then picked up the mobile phone on the bedside.

　An unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen. Bai Qiong frowned, a trace of doubt rising in his heart.

　He pressed the answer button and lowered his voice, trying not to wake up March 7 who was still sleeping.

　"Hey?"

　A lazy female voice came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of playfulness: "Hi, Aqiong, did you sleep well? ...Oh, maybe I should call you Baiqiong now?"

　Bai Qiong suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his sleepiness instantly disappeared.

　He recognized at once that it was Kafka's voice.

　Could this plot be related to the accompanying mission “Letter from a Stranger Woman”... ?

　Bai Qiong's fingers unconsciously clenched the phone, and his knuckles turned slightly white.

　He looked towards the door of the room warily, and after making sure that no one was eavesdropping, he lowered his voice and asked, "Kafka? How did you get my phone number?"

　Kafka chuckled, her voice still gentle, but with a hint of unwillingness to refuse: "Is this important? I just want to... ask you for help, you won't refuse, right?"

　Bai Qiong frowned even more tightly, with a hint of doubt in his tone: "You said you were Kafka, so are you? Maybe this is some kind of sound effects processor that called me. After all, I don't have Kafka's phone number."

　There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then Kafka's chuckled voice came, with a hint of helplessness: "It seems that you still don't believe me, Bai Qiong."

　Then, a video call request popped up on the phone screen.

　Bai Qiong was stunned for a moment, wondering why the plot development was different from what he remembered?

　In the original plot, Kafka sent text messages, "June 4th*;5th" and then took photos to prove her identity, but now she is just video chatting?

　He was a little hesitant. He was only wearing a pair of shorts. Wouldn't it be too embarrassing to answer the video call like this?

　"You didn't just wake up and have no clothes on, did you?"

　Kafka's voice came again, with a hint of teasing, "Just answer it when I ask you to. What haven't I seen when I woke you up? Why are you shy?"

　Bai Qiong's cheeks felt slightly hot. This woman was so ruthless in her words.

　He took a deep breath and finally chose to connect the video.

　On the screen, Kafka's figure came into view clearly.

　She wore her signature black coat, a white shirt underneath, black leggings and purple socks, and the round-frame sunglasses on her head still retained a hint of playfulness.

　The corners of her mouth were slightly raised with a playful smile, and she leaned lazily on the back of the chair. The background seemed to be a dim room.

　"Is this enough?"

　Kafka's voice was tinged with a hint of laughter.

　Bai Qiong nodded quickly, his eyes a little evasive, "Enough, enough, it is indeed you."

　"You, on the other hand, have maintained a good figure. Very good, just like before... But who is lying next to you? I'm curious. Are you planning to find me a daughter-in-law?"

　Kafka looked Bai Qiong up and down, tilting her head as if she wanted to see the scene around Bai Qiong.

　Bai Qiong blushed and said, "Let's talk about business instead of this."

　Kafka chuckled, then stopped smiling and said in a serious tone, "Aren's demonic body is very serious now."

　After hearing this, Bai Qiong was stunned.

　"But you know that Xianzhou has not revoked the wanted order for him. He is still a wanted criminal of the highest level."

　Kafka continued, with a hint of helplessness in her tone, "I can't leave until he recovers, so I need your help now, Bai Qiong."

　"How do you want me to help you?"

　Bai Qiong frowned.

　"Of course you came to see me."

　Kafka said gently, "I'll send you the coordinates."

　Just as Bai Qiong was about to ask for details, he received a text message on his phone with a coordinate.

　"You must come, I'll wait for you~"

　After Kafka said this slightly ambiguous sentence, she hung up the phone.

　Bai Qiong looked at the phone screen, feeling somewhat confused.

　He wanted to send another text message to ask, but found a prompt popped up in the chat box, saying "Sending error, the chat partner does not exist."

　Bai Qiong put down his phone and rubbed his eyebrows.

　Kafka, this bad woman, always does things in such a mysterious way...

　According to the original plot, Kafka contacted himself through text messages, and when proving her identity, she only sent a photo of her breasts instead of openly asking for a video call with Bai Qiong.

　Knowing the plot in advance, I knew that the Star Core Hunter was not an enemy to the train crew.

　However, the "Letter from a Stranger Woman" plot appeared earlier, so the protagonist actually had quite a few hostile options when talking to Kafka.

　There are even two endings for this mission. One is to refuse to help Kafka five times in a row and reach the ending with true free will, and the other is to choose to help Kafka...

　So, what attitude should you have towards your cheap "mother"?

　Should I show my friendly side and help her, or should I just…

　Do something that makes her sad?