'Heartbroken' Jedi Sister

009. 'Heartbroken' Jedi Sister

Jiang Siming, who had meant to refuse, found that the other party kept sending him invites over and over.

That is, from the time he drank the potion to when he went to the bathroom to shower and even spaced out for a while.

She had been waiting for him the whole time—at least an hour had passed.

In Dumb Sister's live stream room

The usually carefree, lighthearted, laughing Dumb Sister had lost her smile.

She hadn't started a game; she just stared blankly at the game lobby screen, the recent games tab open on the right.

Her mouse hovered behind the ID "ming," clicking, refreshing, inviting, over and over.

She kept this up for an hour—an hour where she did nothing else, just waited for Jiang Siming.

Even though quite a few viewers in the stream room had already grown impatient, she still didn't want to give up.

"An hour already—are you playing or not? If not, I'm unsubscribing!"

"Shark Tieba's top streamer does a staring contest live stream, rakes in millions a month."

"New guy here, totally lost—can someone tell me what's up with Dumb Sister today? Did someone beat her into silence?"

"Calling it now: Dumb Sister's fallen in love, pining for her man."

"It's over, Old Woman's really in love—look, her eyes are red."

"Whoa, Shark Tieba breaking news: Old Woman falls for random pro player ming!"

Watching these Bullet Comments, Dumb Sister felt a bitter lump in her throat.

She questioned herself inside: was she really falling for Jiang Siming?

But she'd only played one game with him—how could she possibly like him!

Then why was she obsessively waiting for his reply like she was bewitched?

An hour had passed, and Brother Ming still hadn't accepted her invite—did he really hate her that much?

Her mind a fog, Dumb Sister felt utterly wronged. Her nose stung, and her emotions were about to slip out of control.

Luckily, her Best Friend rushed over just then and apologized to the audience:

"Dai Dai's not feeling well today, so we're ending the stream here. Sorry, everyone—logging off now."

As she spoke, her Best Friend shut down the stream.

It was the most sensible move. If she kept going, Dumb Sister would definitely lose Fans.

Besides, she was in no state to keep streaming.

Once the stream was off, Dumb Sister couldn't hold it in anymore. She buried her face in her arms on the desk and sobbed quietly.

"Dai Dai, don't cry—it's nothing. If he won't accept, he doesn't know what he's missing. There's nothing to be sad about," her Best Friend hurriedly comforted her.

Dumb Sister choked out to her closest confidante:

"Erqian, this is the first time I've ever felt something for a guy, but he seems to hate me... waaah..."

"I know, I know. Don't be sad. A first heartbreak is a good thing—you gain experience. You'll find someone better later."

Her Best Friend's words didn't help much. Dumb Sister was still in low spirits.

Heartbroken, she shut down her computer and went to lie in bed for a while.

But she didn't know that the moment she turned off her PC, a figure entered her game lobby—she just didn't see it.

After Jiang Siming accepted the invite, he found the other party was offline.

He waited a bit, but she never connected, so he shrugged it off, left the party, and queued solo.

After Dumb Sister ended her stream, Shark Tieba started buzzing with news again.

The story of famous female streamer Dumb Sister falling for a random player, inviting him to duo, getting rejected, waiting an hour in vain, and then shutting down the stream in heartbreak—it instantly became a hot topic on Shark Tieba.

And the male lead in the story was none other than ming, who had already stirred up a fair bit of buzz the day before.

Two news items in a row tied to Jiang Siming, and Shark Tieba was abuzz with speculation about his identity.

Some of Dumb Sister's hardcore fans even wanted to dox Jiang Siming to get back at him for their streamer.

After all, she was a popular female streamer on Shark Tieba with a huge following. Her "romance" gossip was exactly the kind of thing Shark Tieba's Fans loved to devour.

What's more, Dumb Sister hadn't set her sights on some wealthy whale—it was a random player she'd never met.

The video of them playing together was circulating on the forum, with no money involved, no strings attached.

This pure, simple dynamic actually made quite a few Fans look at Dumb Sister in a new light. They said all female streamers were money-grubbers who only clung to whales.

Dumb Sister's move had clearly proven her integrity and won over a lot of Fans.

But Jiang Siming, who didn't pay much attention to streaming, knew nothing about any of this.

He played games until the afternoon, then finally took a break.

He went out, deposited the 100,000 yuan he'd earned into the bank, and transferred it all to his dad's bank card.

"Son, why did my bank card get a transfer notification? A full hundred thousand—did the bank make a mistake?"

Father Jiang called to ask about this.

Jiang Siming, who was relaxing by the Huangpu River in Shanghai, leaned against the railing with a smile and said into the phone, "It's real, I transferred it to you."

"How did you suddenly earn so much money? Son, you didn't do anything illegal, did you?" Father Jiang asked suspiciously.

Jiang Siming found it both funny and exasperating. "Dad, don't you know your own son? Am I the type to do bad things?"

"Then what's the deal with this money? Explain it clearly, or when you get home, see how I deal with you!" Father Jiang demanded sternly.

Jiang Siming quickly explained, making up a story that he had sold a house today and this was the commission fee.

That finally dispelled Father Jiang's doubts, and he became cheerful.

"Still, you didn't have to give it all to me. Keep some for yourself, I'll transfer some back."

"No need, Dad. I still have a few tens of thousands here, enough to get by. You keep the money, use it wherever it's needed. Little Sis hasn't bought new clothes in a year—have Mom get her a few outfits. She's about to take the high school entrance exam, so she needs proper nutrition too. And Mom as well—last time I came back, she looked thinner."

"Don't worry, I'll manage this money. I'll save it up. In the future, you'll need it for a wife and a house," Father Jiang muttered, still thinking about his son's future even when the family was struggling.

"Wife? Don't worry, Dad. If the woman I marry in the future only cares about money and demands a house and a car, I'll dump her in a second," Jiang Siming said half-jokingly.

"Hey, don't say that. If a girl follows you, having a house is only right. Otherwise, how can you give her happiness, you silly kid." Father Jiang was open-minded.

"Don't worry, Dad. If the money's gone, I'll earn it back. Your son's got the ability, so just spend it freely."

"Alright, enough. I know how to handle things. Hang up now, phone calls are expensive."

After telling Jiang Siming to take care of himself and rest, Father Jiang hung up.

Actually, every time Jiang Siming called home, Father Jiang would hang up first and then call back himself, just to save his son some phone fees.

Jiang Siming decided that this time when he went home, he'd buy his parents two smartphones and teach them how to use them, so they wouldn't fret over the call costs.

After hanging up, Jiang Siming gazed at the night view of the Huangpu River, silently resolving to work hard, make something of himself, and let his family live a Good Days!