Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets

Chapter 1360: Chapter 1360: The Disguise Is Off

“Xiao Bai, I’m just having a common cold, why are you making such a fuss?”

Meng Shuqing looked at An Bai with that serious expression, as if she were a fragile porcelain doll.

It’s just a common cold.

“Sit down, I’ll cut some fruit for you later.” An Bai said, heading to the kitchen with the fruit.

From the kitchen, came the sound of An Bai washing dishes.

Meng Shuqing sat bored on the sofa, wanting to check her messages on her phone when suddenly, right next to her, An Bai’s phone lay there.

“Use his phone to log into his game account.”

Jian Xing’s words echoed in Meng Shuqing’s mind.

Meng Shuqing thought, he must be Bai Chen, but she has yet to find a way to confirm it.

Now, his phone is right beside her, An Bai is washing dishes in the kitchen and will cut fruit later, he definitely won’t come out for a while.

Going through someone’s phone is wrong.

It’s an invasion of someone’s privacy.

But suddenly, the phone rang. Hesitating whether to answer it, Meng Shuqing paused for a moment. Seeing the name of An Bai’s assistant displayed on the screen, she quickly said, “Xiao Bai, your assistant is calling you.”

Meng Shuqing took the phone to the kitchen, and An Bai said, “Please answer it for me.”

Meng Shuqing put the call on speakerphone, it was about a sudden company matter, while An Bai calmly handled the situation, washing dishes at the same time. Watching An Bai in an apron calmly handling things, Meng Shuqing felt there was quite a leap between the two.

After hanging up, An Bai urged Meng Shuqing to rest on the sofa.

“Whose house is this really?”

Meng Shuqing watched An Bai washing dishes in the kitchen, feeling like she was a guest in An Bai’s home.

Holding the phone, she returned to the sofa. As she set An Bai’s phone down, she realized that she must have accidentally opened a game; the game interface was already on.

This…

Meng Shuqing glanced towards the kitchen, thinking: It’s not like I was snooping, the phone activated itself.

An Bai’s phone had top-notch quality and was very responsive. In the blink of an eye, the game was already open. She casually tapped it, and upon seeing the game name, Meng Shuqing’s eyes widened.

…

Meng Shuqing quickly exited the game and pressed the back button.

“The pomegranates are nice today,” An Bai said, serving the peeled pomegranates in a transparent glass bowl. The red seeds were beautifully presented, and up close, you could smell the pomegranate’s fragrance.

“Try some.”

An Bai offered the pomegranates forward, saying, “Your favorite.”

“Thanks.”

Meng Shuqing accepted the pomegranates, her gaze landing on An Bai’s handsome face, unable to connect it to the gaming “God”.

Indeed, it was God.

When they first met, Meng Shuqing thought the nickname was too arrogant. They became friends after many encounters, and she had jokingly teased him about having such a cheesy name.

The in-game God was carefree, often beaten by her, but always merrily played alongside her.

Sometimes, when she was upset and vented in the game, God would always find a way to cheer her up.

Though she and God met in the game, they’ve known each other for a long time, from the start of the game until now… four years, perhaps?

“Why are you being so polite?” An Bai glanced at her, disliking how distant Meng Shuqing was.

“Is there a flower on my face? Why are you looking at me like that?” An Bai touched his face, wondering if something dirty had smeared on it while washing dishes.

“Ahem.”

Meng Shuqing cleared her throat, her lips moved as if to ask him if he knew she was Qing Kong Wanli, but she stopped herself.

Having lain down all day, Meng Shuqing felt a bit groggy. As she ate the pomegranates, watching An Bai working, she offered, “Do you want some?”

An Bai’s hands were busy on the computer. After glancing at the pomegranate in her hand, he looked down at his occupied hands.

“Here.”

Meng Shuqing thought, grabbed some pomegranates, and gently fed him.

An Bai glanced at her fair hands, filled with red pomegranates.

“Tilt your head back,” Meng Shuqing instructed, looking at the pomegranate.

An Bai slightly tilted his head back.

Meng Shuqing placed all the pomegranates into his mouth, smiling and asking, “How’s the taste?”

“Sweet.”

An Bai could still smell her fragrance; the same pomegranate seemed especially sweet when given by her.

“This time, they’re good. Tasty,” Meng Shuqing said as they quickly finished the pomegranates together.

The pomegranates were delicious, though they had a lot of seeds, but she liked that sweet taste.

“Right, let’s buy more next time.”

An Bai felt like there weren’t enough pomegranates, thinking it would’ve been better if they had more.

“It’s getting late, maybe you should rest first?” An Bai reached to touch her forehead, noticing the temperature wasn’t as concerning as before, he felt slightly relieved, “Drink more water.”

An Bai handed her some warm water.

“No, I’m waiting for Xing to come back,” Meng Shuqing shook her head, saying, “I’m fine, slept a lot during the day, not very sleepy now.”

“She’ll come home at dawn.”

An Bai disagreed, but knowing Meng Shuqing’s nature, he didn’t push further and sat with her watching a drama.

Meng Shuqing watched the drama while An Bai worked next to her. Whenever she saw something funny, she’d burst into laughter and share the amusing parts with An Bai.

An Bai responded, not knowing why such a scene made him envision their married life like this — simple yet blissful?

Meng Shuqing dozed off before Jian Xing got home.

An Bai gently carried Meng Shuqing to the bed and texted Jian Xing. He stayed by her side most of the night until dawn when he was sure she was okay, then headed home.

“It’s a pity you missed the concert yesterday.”

“It was amazing.”

“By the way, An Bai texted me saying you fell asleep. You two…”

Jian Xing playfully winked at Meng Shuqing, as if asking: Did something happen between you two that I don’t know about?

Meng Shuqing rolled her eyes, saying, “I was sick yesterday, had a high fever, I’m the patient here.”

She emphasized, suddenly asking, “Guess who An Bai is?”

“It’s Bai Chen, right? That top gaming god?” Jian Xing asked, full of admiration, due to her love for gaming.

Meng Shuqing shook her head, “No.”