New messages kept coming in the gift log.
In just two minutes, Lin Jing roughly counted that Sheng Kuang had sent her seven or eight skins.
Seeing that Sheng Kuang was still going, Lin Jing couldn't help but send him a private message in the game.
Xiao Jing Jing Jing Jiang: ?
Xiao Jing Jing Jing Jiang: Why are you giving me so many skins?
Xiao Jing Jing Jing Jiang: Did your account get hacked?
Sheng Kuang didn't reply. Three more skin notifications appeared in the gift log.
Lin Jing: "..."
There was a daily limit of ten skins that could be gifted to game friends. She thought Sheng Kuang would stop now.
He did stop, but only for about twenty seconds before a red dot appeared in her mailbox again.
A small surprise for your birthday: You Long Qing Ying.
A small surprise for your birthday: Fei Yuan Tan Chun.
Lin Jing: "..."
Damn it, he even switched accounts to send them.
Don't tell her he intended to buy all the skins she hadn't bought yet that were currently available.
She had quite a few skins; at least, she had all the skins for the heroes she played often. It was just that for some heroes, she really couldn't play them and basically never did, so her skins weren't as complete. Unless they were limited editions, ones she wouldn't be able to buy later, she might purchase them.
Lin Jing paused for two seconds. Instead of messaging him in the game again, she found him on WeChat.
Xiao Jing Jiang: Stop sending them.
Xiao Jing Jiang: I don't even know how to play many of these heroes. No matter how many skins you send me, they'll just gather dust in a corner.
Sheng Kuang hadn't replied to her messages. After waiting for about ten minutes, Lin Jing felt a bad premonition.
She returned to the game. If she hadn't looked, it would have been fine, but when she did, she almost couldn't catch her breath.
Her mail and gift log were in an uproar, with a long string of notifications.
Besides "Your Birthday," there were also accounts from Chen Jing, Yu Zhou, Qin Yu, Lan Bowen... basically, he had used almost all the accounts of the young men from the YLs team.
The "Not Owned" option was automatically checked in her shop's skin section. Before, there were several rows of skins available for purchase. Now, when she entered, the skins she didn't own were either limited editions she had missed, beta test versions, or event-exclusive ones—in short, they were unobtainable.
As for her skin count, it had gone from over a hundred to over three hundred.
Lin Jing looked at her account, which had suddenly been upgraded to that of a tycoon, and deeply regretted impulsively gifting him that newly released skin earlier.
How much money had been wasted for no reason?
Even though it wasn't her money, she still felt an intense pang of heartache.
Lin Jing's phone suddenly rang. It was Sheng Kuang, who had been ignoring her.
miracle: I'll teach you.
miracle: Which hero do you want to learn? I'll teach you slowly when I have time.
Lin Jing's mind was filled with thoughts of that money, and she had no interest in learning any particular hero.
Xiao Jing Jiang: Go call customer service.
miracle: ?
Xiao Jing Jiang: Just tell them the money was spent by a child in your family who didn't know any better and ask them to refund the money.
miracle: ...
miracle: Why aren't you asleep so late?
Sheng Kuang didn't mention it, and Lin Jing had forgotten that she was having trouble sleeping due to Jiang Wan's bad mood.
She pursed her lips and typed on her phone.
Xiao Jing Jiang: I was about to go to sleep.
miracle: Mm, sleep well. Goodnight.
Lin Jing sent a goodnight sticker. Sheng Kuang didn't reply, so she stopped talking.
After a little while, she realized that he had skillfully diverted the conversation.
Xiao Jing Jiang: Seriously, consider my suggestion and call customer service. Otherwise, I'm going to regret it badly.
Sheng Kuang was doing something and still hadn't replied to her message.
Lin Jing assumed he had fallen asleep and put down her phone.
The room was very quiet. In the darkness, she stared at the ceiling, still finding it hard to fall asleep.
It was almost two o'clock. She probably wouldn't get a reply from Jiang Wan. She wondered if she was asleep or busy at this hour.
Lin Jing turned over, hugging her quilt and staring at the curtains. Her mood suddenly became very low.
She had always worked hard to do her best in everything, thinking that this would make Jiang Wan pay more attention to her or be happier. But after so many years, she found that no matter what she did, it didn't make much difference.
It was her own unwillingness to give up, her belief that mothers always loved their daughters, her constant making excuses for Jiang Wan, saying that her way of loving was different from other mothers', her refusal to admit that her mother actually didn't love her that much.
Lin Jing's chest felt very heavy. Unable to sleep, she decided to go downstairs for a drink of water.
At this hour, the night owls in the villa were all asleep.
The entire building was quiet. Even the little bitter melon in its cage downstairs merely acknowledged her presence with a perfunctory wag of its head before continuing to sleep.
A dim yellow wall lamp was lit on the first floor, providing insufficient light. Although the dining room lights were off, Lin Jing figured she'd just grab a bottle of water and go back upstairs, so she couldn't be bothered to turn on the switch.
The light from the wall lamp cast a faint glow into the dining room. Lin Jing remembered where the refrigerator was and walked towards it familiarly.
She thought no one was in the dining room. After a few steps, she caught a glimpse of a dark shadow out of the corner of her eye.
Perhaps influenced by the escape room they played in the afternoon, she was a bit sensitive at the moment. Startled by the sudden appearance, she instinctively threw her phone.
Lin Jing watched as her phone hit the dark shadow squarely, followed by the sound of her phone hitting the floor with a thud.
The phone screen lit up, and in the dim light, she saw Sheng Kuang's face. She opened her mouth, completely stunned.
She really hadn't expected anyone to be in the dining room at this hour, let alone for the lights to be off.
Sheng Kuang had turned off the dining room lights and was about to go upstairs to sleep. When he saw her enter, he intended to step back and turn the lights back on for her.
He never expected that just as he reached the switch and hadn't done anything, she would raise her hand and hurl her phone at him. He was completely caught off guard, and the phone hit him squarely on the left side of his forehead.
He was genuinely dazed by the impact. He stared at her for a full thirty seconds before reaching up and flipping the switch.
The dining room lights blazed on. Lin Jing blinked, unaccustomed to the sudden brightness. After a few seconds, her gaze moved up and fell on Sheng Kuang's forehead, which was starting to bleed slightly.
It was bleeding...
Lin Jing suddenly became flustered.
Sheng Kuang lowered his head slightly and rubbed the spot where he'd been hit with his fingertip, letting out a soft hiss of pain.
He looked up and saw the young girl in front of him with her mouth slightly open, looking at him in a daze.
Her eyes were wide open, and her dark pupils darted around nervously. She looked incredibly flustered.
Seeing her like this, Sheng Kuang couldn't help but chuckle, "You're quite clever, aren't you? You know hitting with your hand hurts, so you switched to hitting with your phone."
The young girl seemed to be frightened. Upon hearing his words, she moved her lips several times but couldn't utter a single word. In the end, like a child who had made a mistake, she slowly lowered her head.
Sheng Kuang thought that if he didn't say anything else, she would be the one crying, even though she was the one who hit him.
Tsk.
What a situation. He was the one who got hit, yet he had to be the one to comfort her.
Sheng Kuang felt utterly helpless, but his voice was unexpectedly gentle, "I'm not angry."
ps: This is still two chapters combined into one. It will be available for purchase tonight, and there will be more updates. Mwah.