My game even includes ancient times

He Shi strolled leisurely along the street, and when he passed a roasted nuts shop, he bought a small bag of melon seeds. He then wandered back to an inconspicuous little courtyard near the outskirts of the city.

The journey went very smoothly, and no one was following us.

"Squeak-"

The courtyard gate closed, and He Shi stood in the courtyard. His slightly nonchalant expression disappeared as the gate closed. He carried the bag of melon seeds back into the house expressionlessly, and casually tossed it onto the small table as he passed by.

He arrived in this small town, which is very close to Zhengxiguan, three days ago. After finding a way to sneak into the city, he spent some money to rent this empty courtyard from a brokerage firm, and waited patiently for the right opportunity to make his move.

The journey from Shuozhou to this place went smoothly, but He Shi's mood just wouldn't improve.

His sister hadn't come to see him for thirteen days.

At first, he could comfort himself by thinking that maybe she had some urgent matters to deal with, but in recent days, every night after he fell asleep, he saw that in addition to going about her business in the shop in an orderly manner, she was either spacing out, sleeping, wandering around the streets, or visiting other people's houses.

During these free times when there was clearly nothing to do, she never once came to see him.

Even when sleeping.

It's as if they've completely forgotten that he even exists.

He Shi didn't understand why.

His heart felt like it was being soaked in a pot of hot oil, growing more and more anxious each day.

He tried standing in front of her in his dreams and calling her name, tried reaching out to touch her, and tried moving something around her to get her attention.

But all of this was in vain.

Those blinking, bright black eyes never reflected her own image.

Only then did he realize with absolute clarity that his connection with his sister had always been one-way and incredibly fragile.

So vulnerable was she that once she started to give up on the relationship, he was completely helpless and could only passively watch as the unbearable consequences came to pass.

It's ridiculous that he had secretly rejoiced at being able to see her in her world.

Now it seems that even if he were willing to be the mountain god who sacrificed himself in order to get closer to the river god and give everything for Him, Heaven would not give him that opportunity.

It's really...powerless...

The room was unusually quiet, and the light coming in from the window grew dimmer and dimmer.

He Shi, who had been staring blankly at the top of the bed curtains for who knows how long, gently moved his eyes.

He slowly got up, sat on the edge of the bed with his head down, his usually sharp mind was somehow sluggish, and after a while he realized, ah, it's getting dark again, it's almost time to go to sleep.

I wonder... what is my sister doing today?

Consciousness went into a state of confusion, only to return to clarity in the next moment.

He Shi opened his eyes, looked at the familiar street scene in front of him and the soft light shining from the second floor of the small shop across the street, took a deep breath, then stepped forward, his body rose up, and he hovered outside the glass window, looking inside with a tense expression.

The person inside seemed to have just taken a shower, wearing loose cotton loungewear, with half-dry long hair draped over their shoulders, sitting on a small sofa in front of the bed, writing and drawing on a tablet with a pen in their hand.

She seemed to be in a good mood, with a relaxed smile on her lips. She seemed to be humming a song, and her right toes were rhythmically bobbing up and down. The snow-white rabbit ears on her slipper bounced with her movements.

He Shi pursed his lips, and with a thought, his body passed through the glass and floated into the cozy little house.

He moved to stand behind He Yu and looked down at the lit tablet screen.

The image above is a brightly colored, unfinished poster.

He Yu is currently drawing a chibi-style character. With just a few strokes, a smiling little girl holding a cake on tiptoe appears on the paper. Although simple, it is very expressive.

He Shi's gaze moved from the infectious, radiant smile to the top of the woman's dark head. Her bright, clear eyes were obscured by the shadows cast by her eyelashes, making it impossible to discern the expression in them.

He stood there quietly for a while, then bent down and slowly approached He Yu's head.

His nose almost touched that soft strand of hair. He Shi lowered his eyes and, as if possessed, took a breath.

The rich floral scent, mingled with a faint, cool mist, filled his nostrils. He paused slightly, and before he could fully exhale, he greedily inhaled again—

Then he was shocked by his own subconscious shameless behavior, as if he had been suddenly burned by fire. His whole body leaned back instantly, and he staggered back two steps.

He clutched his chest with one hand and braced himself on his knee with the other, his eyes wide open as he stared at the figure in front of him, his face rapidly turning red.

The person in front of him was completely oblivious to everything happening behind him, continuing to draw the poster as if nothing was wrong, and even humming a lighter tune.

After a long while, He Shi's turbulent thoughts gradually calmed down.

He hesitated for a moment, then moved over to He Yu's side. As he had done countless nights before, he sat cross-legged a foot away from her, quietly looking down at his knees.

Time passed by, and after what seemed like an eternity, the person next to me finally finished drawing the poster.

She clicked save, put down her pen, stretched lazily, and looked up at the alarm clock on her bedside table.

He Shi followed her gaze and saw that the time displayed was exactly 11 p.m.

She should rest.

Thinking this to himself, the person next to him indeed stood up, drew the curtains, walked to the bedside, lifted the covers, and crawled inside.

With a soft "snap," all the lights in the bedroom went out. After a few rustling sounds of someone turning over, there was no more movement on the bed not far away.

He Shi slowly tightened his hands on his knees, and the faint light in his eyes went out.

He lowered his head, and a few stray hairs on his forehead swayed with the movement.

The next second, the boy sitting on the ground vanished like a shattered bubble, leaving no trace.

Lying in bed in a good mood, He Yu was unaware of the complex emotions swirling within the sensitive young man's mind. She recalled the details of the poster she had just drawn and planned her work schedule for tomorrow.

After going through everything from beginning to end and finding no problems, I felt relieved and prepared to go to sleep.

As she turned over, the image of He Shi's back that she had seen on the screen earlier that day suddenly popped into her mind.

He Yu blinked in the darkness.

How about... I try logging into the game on my phone again tomorrow?

Anyway, I watched it for quite a long time today and didn't find any aftereffects. I guess as long as I don't get too immersed in the game world, there won't be any problems, right?

After making this decision in secret, He Yu felt much better.

She reached out from under the covers to press down the corners of her mouth that couldn't help but turn up, closed her eyes, and began to drift off to sleep contentedly.