Unhappy things? Tu Yiyi tilted her head, thinking for a moment. Maybe there were some, but I don’t remember.
“You don’t remember?
I had a major illness and slept for a very long time before waking up. I’ve forgotten many things; I didn’t even remember ever leaving home. It was only when a kid in the neighborhood let it slip that I found out I had actually left Tushan Village once before.
Gu Xiaofeng fell silent. She hadn’t expected that the seemingly carefree Tu Yiyi had endured such a severe illness. Anyone who wakes up to find their memory gone couldn’t be truly happy deep down, she thought.
Did your family call a doctor for you?
Of course! It was a doctor who cured me and saved my life. My father said I got into a fight with some bad people and was hit by a… Yiyi was about to say “a sword, but remembering that humans in this world had no spiritual power and mostly didn’t carry blades, she corrected herself. “Stabbed by a knife. I almost said ‘bye-bye’ to the world.
Gu Xiaofeng was surprised. She stirred her spoon in the bowl. You’re quite the heroic type, aren’t you?
Am I? Tu Yiyi smiled shyly. “Now that you mention it, I do feel a bit like a big hero.
Gu Xiaofeng stifled a laugh. This girl really is an easy soul to please.
After finishing the chicken soup, Gu Xiaofeng felt much better. A warm glow spread through her body, her spirit lifted, and her strength returned. She decided to take a bath and prepared to see her guest out. “Miss Tu, um, I’m going to take a bath now. Would you like to…?
It’s fine! I’ll just sit here and wait for you. Don’t mind me.” Tu Yiyi pulled her phone from her pocket. “My colleagues taught me how to play PUBG. I’m going to hop online and play a couple of rounds with them.
Gu Xiaofeng: Without further word, she headed to the bathroom.
As she soaked in the tub, surrounded by the soothing heat, she let out a relaxed sigh. After a while, she suddenly remembered something and sat bolt upright, looking at her left arm. Her skin was fair and smooth, no tan, no weight gain—but that wasn’t the point!
The point was that Tu Yiyi had supported her all the way from the bed to the table today. Gu Xiaofeng, who usually couldn’t stand being touched by others, hadn’t flinched or pushed her away! She pressed a hand to her forehead. The fever must have fried my brain. Why did I let that ‘Little Fool’ touch me?
When she emerged in her bathrobe, the “Fool” was indeed still at the table, eyes wide and fixed on the screen, fingers flying across the glass. Gu Xiaofeng glanced at the screen as she passed; it looked like the final circle. Four people were sieging a small wooden shack. She almost felt sorry for the opponent trapped inside.
Gu Xiaofeng sat at her vanity to dry her hair. She saw Yiyi put the phone down and make a small “V” for victory. “Winner winner, chicken dinner!
Gu Xiaofeng didn’t look up. “You won?”
“Mhm!” Yiyi excitedly showed her the screen, which featured a large roasted chicken graphic.
Gu Xiaofeng caught a glimpse of the ID. “Your name is… ‘Tushan Little Fox’?
That’s right, Yiyi wiggled her slender waist happily. “I am the Little Fox of Tushan, the great Fox Immortal herself!
Gu Xiaofeng was genuinely amused. “You really find joy in the simplest things.”
Tu Yiyi smiled, then spoke into her mic to her teammates: “I’m done for now, going offline.” She quit the game before they could even reply.
“Why stop?
It strains the eyes.” Yiyi let out a yawn. “Cao-cao, I see you’ve recovered quite a bit. You should be fine now. This Great One is going home to sleep.” She walked toward the window, intending to leave the same way she came.
Gu Xiaofeng watched her prepare to leap and curled her lip. “There is a thing called a door.
Yiyi froze, stopping mid-climb. She said sheepishly, “Force of habit. I’m used to ‘sneaking around,’ so I forget about the front door.
Gu Xiaofeng raised an eyebrow. “You sneak around often?
Realizing she’d misspoke, Yiyi quickly corrected herself. Occasionally. Rarely. Almost never!
I’m off then!” Yiyi dashed downstairs like a gust of wind, heading for the main entrance.
Wait.” Gu Xiaofeng followed her out of the room, standing at the top of the stairs. Yiyi stopped and looked back up at her expectantly. “What is your phone number?
Yiyi recited it. Gu Xiaofeng’s fingers moved deftly across her screen, and a second later, Yiyi’s phone began to vibrate with an incoming call from an unknown number.
That’s my number. It’s the same for my WeChat.