I Am the Only Fertile Woman in the Game-Chapter 194 Player

School, Library.

Qiao Suisui was searching on the computer, she hadn’t given up on finding a way to re-enter the game world; she had sent an email to customer service who had invited her for the beta test, awaiting a response. Then she searched for any clues related to the game using various platforms and search tools but came up empty-handed.

Just as she was about to close the pages in disappointment, a chat box popped up out of nowhere.

[Don’t look back.]

[Stop searching for related keywords.]

Qiao Suisui thought it was spam and was about to click the cross when several more messages started pinging in the chat box. Her eyes skimmed over them, and she froze in her chair.

[Have you sat on the red chair?]

[We are the same.]

[Stop looking around; I’m not next to you.]

[I’m 001.]

Just a few short messages had Qiao Suisui’s heart racing.

"001" and "red chair" were keywords that only players who had entered the game world would understand; she remembered that before she was forcibly logged out, the System’s voice mentioned she was player number 002, then the person behind this chat box had to be player number 001...

Qiao Suisui’s fingers flew over the keyboard as she typed—

Qiao Suisui: Who are you? What do you know?

[My name is Ye Xi, I’m a player just like you. This chat box can only remain for five minutes, read and burn after reading.]

[I’m in your city, meet me tomorrow afternoon at two o’clock, at Left Bank Café, I’ll be waiting for you on the red chair.]

Qiao Suisui: What is your purpose?

Qiao Suisui: Do you know how to get into the game?

The top of the chat box showed that the other person was typing, but in the end, no more messages came through. Qiao Suisui was very cautious; she did not know this person, thus she certainly didn’t trust them. She asked: How did you find me? ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

But Ye Xi didn’t say anything further, paused for a few seconds, and in the chat box were only three words—

[Talk when we meet.]

In the blink of an eye, the entire chat box disappeared from the screen as if it was a piece of paper burning away.

Qiao Suisui stared at the computer screen, frowning in thought, when suddenly a hand lightly patted her shoulder.

"What are you looking at, to be so engrossed?"

Startled, she turned around to see it was Qiao Jiming.

"How did you get here?"

When Qiao Jiming heard her question, and the unfamiliar tone, it left a bitter feeling in his heart, but he swallowed silently, paused for a moment, and looking down, he said, "I came to take you home."

Qiao Suisui wasn’t sure when he had started standing behind her, nor if he had seen the dialogue box just now. She discreetly turned off the computer screen, shouldered her backpack, and while walking out, she whispered lowly, "I’ve already applied for a dormitory."

Qiao Jiming followed her closely, reaching out to take the backpack from her shoulder and slinging it across his own. He chased after her, saying, "The application will take some time to get approved; where will you stay these next few days?"

"A hotel."

"Sister..." He started to say something but then hesitated, gently hooking her wrist, "Come home with me. I’ll talk to Mom, and I won’t let her bother you anymore."

Qiao Suisui stopped in her tracks and turned around to see Qiao Jiming’s clear face and those distinct black-and-white eyes.

His eyes were deep, yet they hid feelings difficult for anyone to decipher. Whenever he looked at you, you would always feel that his gaze was extremely gentle, casting an almost ethereal sensation. His appearance stood out in a crowd—the contours sharp, the lines of his face smooth, especially his profile, which resembled a meticulously sculpted artwork. The sharp jawline perfectly balanced the youthful look with a mature charm. Ever since he was little, neighbors would compliment him, saying they had never seen a boy so handsome.

But Qiao Suisui knew that beneath his seemingly docile and obedient appearance, he was actually very assertive and even rebelliously unorthodox.

When they were younger, during New Year’s visits, some kids at a relative’s home would pick on her, lifting her skirt and soaking her completely with a water gun. It was winter, and she was wearing layers, so she dared not tell on them, knowing there was no one to stand up for her, which led her to quietly endure in her wet clothes. Adults’ kindness is taught while children’s malice is pure. Seeing that Qiao Suisui didn’t fight back or tell, the kids grew bolder. Qiao Jiming didn’t confront them right away, but found an excuse to bring the adults over, letting them catch those kids in the act of bullying Qiao Suisui.

Qiao Suisui thought that would be the end of it. She had been accustomed to swallowing her grievances since she was young, and she was also used to watching adults’ faces. In order to hear praise like "sensible" or "obedient," she would not speak out even if wronged, so she just stayed in her wet clothes until Mother Qiao and the relatives talked from afternoon until evening.

Just when it was about time to leave, someone suddenly shouted from outside, "Someone’s fallen into the water!" followed by several children crying and running over.

The place was in the suburbs, right next to a river that was old and in disrepair, the water foul and filthy.

Qiao Suisui followed the adults to see what had happened and found that the child who had fallen in the water was the very one who had led the teasing of her. The adults scrambled to pull their own mischievous kid out of the water, and some asked what happened. But the involved children, the oldest only six or seven, couldn’t articulate the key points.

"It was just, just us playing Rock Paper Scissors, and whoever lost had to take a step backward, then a boy kept winning, and my cousin kept moving back until he fell in," they explained.

Since everyone present was related, the adults didn’t have the face to scold someone else’s child, nor did they dare to ask specifically whose child had suggested the game. They just laughed awkwardly and equally scolded all the participating children. Others might not know, but Qiao Suisui was aware that it was Qiao Jiming who had proposed that game to the children.

Qiao Suisui hid in the back, her gaze searching for Qiao Jiming who stood in a corner. He still had that obedient look, utterly harmless, yet his eyes remained very calm. That year, Qiao Suisui was six, Qiao Jiming was five.

Latter, the adults said that although the river was not swift, it was very deep, at least two meters, and a seven or eight-year-old child falling in stood a high chance of drowning. Luckily, the child grabbed onto the corner of a flood sandbag and was pulled out by the adults, or he might have drowned.

And from that moment on, she had a subconscious wariness of Qiao Jiming.

He was very intelligent and good at disguising himself. While others his age were still sucking their fingers, he was already capable of playing mind games, knowing how to exact roundabout revenge while keeping himself out of the picture. Moreover, he always diverted Mother Qiao’s care and favor, and with no comparison there’s no harm done, so Qiao Suisui’s feelings toward Qiao Jiming were quite complicated.

"Sister?"

The youth’s soft call brought Qiao Suisui back from her memories. She said, "I’ve already decided."

Qiao Jiming’s expression didn’t show the discouragement of being rejected. On the contrary, it was calm as if it had been anticipated. He smiled slightly and immediately went along with her, "Then have you found a good hotel? Let me take you there, I’ll help you pack."

Just as she was about to decline, she heard him continue, "There’s construction near the front gate of your school, and it won’t be easy for you to pull your suitcase alone. The weather’s so muggy, it’s certainly going to rain soon, and the road will be muddy. While I’m here, take advantage of my services as a servant."

Such a good-looking smile and humble posture made Qiao Suisui open her mouth to tactfully refuse him, but in the moment she was about to speak, Qiao Jiming had already taken the initiative. He pulled her outside, picked up her luggage, and moved ahead, weighed down with bags. Qiao Suisui had no choice but to follow him in silence.

In the time that followed, Qiao Jiming found her a nice hotel, brought her luggage to the room, and repeatedly checked the hotel door lock.

"Remember to lock the safety lock before you go to bed. Come here, I’ll show you. Hang a hanger on the door like this, and even if someone tries to push your door open from the outside, they won’t be able to come in," he instructed.

Qiao Jiming demonstrated for her.