Ebony Meets Spring

Late that night, the girl in the hospital bed moved her lips and slowly opened her eyes. Her head no longer felt swollen and dizzy. The smell of disinfectant was familiar and even gave her a sense of security.

She turned her head. Shi Mu was asleep in a chair, his arms folded and his breathing shallow. Wu Jin stared at his profile until he opened his eyes and met her gaze.

"You're awake? Want some water?"

Wu Jin looked away and shook her head.

"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere else?"

When Wu Jin opened her mouth to answer, her voice came out hoarse, so she closed it again and merely shook her head.

Shi Mu chuckled softly and joked, "That fever turned you into a little bot."

She was usually pretty wooden already, and now she was even more vacant.

Bot... does he mean I'm stupid? Wu Jin moved her eyes. Well, Grandma did say I was silly and got fixated on things.

"You can't eat that much ice cream all at once again."

Shi Mu came back with a cup of warm water and gave Wu Jin a helpless reminder. At the key word, Wu Jin silently closed her eyes.

I can't hear you.

Shi Mu cranked the hospital bed up a little, a smile on his lips. Apparently, the fever hadn't fried her brain.

"Have some water before you pretend to be asleep."

Wu Jin: ...

Early the next morning, Wu Jin wanted to leave the hospital. Shi Mu couldn't persuade her otherwise, so after checking with the nurse that she was all right, he took her back to the base.

Qiuqiu heard the door open and immediately ran from her bed to greet Wu Jin. She jumped up, planted her front paws against Wu Jin's chest, and kept nuzzling her.

"Woof, woof, woof!"

Wu Jin crouched down and wrapped her arms around Qiuqiu, letting her lick her face. Beside her, Shi Mu raised an eyebrow, picked Qiuqiu up, and carried her toward her bed. "You've only just recovered. Don't get close to her."

Wu Jin, whose arms had suddenly been emptied: ...Oh.

Qiuqiu: Woof, woof, woof! Put me down!

Someone online had photographed GOD's members going to the hospital at night. Attentive fans enlarged the picture and discovered that it was Wu Jin on Wantonly's back. They flocked to the official account and Wu Jin's comment sections to ask how she was.

"Baby, are you okay? Wuwuwu, Mommy's heart aches for you!"

"My darling, my warmth, my little one, my treasure, please be okay. Remember to tell Mommy when you're better."

That was right. After the last stream, Wu Jin had gained quite a few fans: girlfriend fans, boyfriend fans, CP fans, and the most numerous and fiercest of all, mommy fans.

They called their idol "baby" at every turn, but when they encountered haters, they tore into them until they couldn't fight back.

"With health that bad, why are you playing esports? Terminate your contract and get out of GOD already!"

"Your mouth stinks so bad. You know you're going to hell, so you're not even bothering to accumulate any merit, huh?"

"Get lost. I can't be bothered talking to a stupid pig. I'm afraid it'll lower my IQ."

Most of the comments were concerned about Wu Jin's health. Flower from next door had also messaged her on WeChat in the early hours to check on her, but Wu Jin had only just seen it.

Poet Flower: Jin, are you okay? What happened, what happened, what happened? Please reply when you get this!

WJ: Fever. I'm fine now.

Poet Flower: I'm so glad you're okay. I was worried sick! I'll bring you some nourishing soup I made in a bit!

He Zhixiao enjoyed cooking and making desserts. She also had an account dedicated to food, with several hundred thousand followers. She had been running it since before she became a pro player.

After she signed with a team, she had barely updated it. To get to eat He Zhixiao's cooking, Wind's members often gave her a house full of children and grandchildren, calling her Dad or Grandpa.

She was a woman at the top of the food chain.

Wu Jin was about to refuse, but He Zhixiao anticipated her and said she had already been simmering it for a long time. Only then did Wu Jin accept.

Wu Jin logged on to Weibo, replied in the comments that she was fine, and started a stream.

As soon as the fans entered the stream, they saw Wu Jin's face pressed right up against the camera—a devastating beauty crit.

"Murder! Murder! This woman is killing me with her face again."

"With that face, Jin, I'll forgive you for anything you do. Please toy mercilessly with my feelings!"

"Wife, you've only just recovered and you're already streaming. You really have me in tears! You started the stream because you were afraid we'd worry, right? Wuwuwu!"

"Jin's dogs are making things up in their heads again."

Wu Jin adjusted the camera and happened to catch that comment. Her voice was ice-cold. "Mod, kick them out."

Shi Mu had shut Qiuqiu in the room. Coming downstairs, he was a little surprised to hear Wu Jin's voice. He smiled, walked over, and sat down in his seat.

"Our little top laner is a workaholic."

"Aaaaaah, husband, husband, husband has appeared again! From now on I'm camping in Jin's stream to catch Time."

"Time passes through everyone else's streams but never starts his own. This longtime fan's heart is broken."

"Wow, wow, so sweet, so sweet. Sorry, I'm shipping them again."

"Ebony Meets Spring CP!! Ship them with me!"

"You people will ship anything. Leave my husband out of it."

"Leave my precious daughter out of it. She's still young; don't tie her to a CP."

"Flowers on Brocade is the real CP!"

The top laner and jungler played several games together, and the two had already developed an understanding. Without exchanging a word, they only had to send a signal to know what the other meant.

The other GOD members woke up to find that Wu Jin, who had been lying weakly in a hospital bed yesterday, was now full of energy and livestreaming games. They couldn't help giving her a thumbs-up.

Who could out-grind their top laner?

"Ding-dong~ Ding-dong~"

"Who is it now?" Clear had lost at parkour last night and was in a particularly irritable mood. He opened the door to find the mid laner from the team next door, his face full of question marks.

"What are you doing here?"

He Zhixiao rolled her eyes and pushed him aside. Carrying an insulated food container in one hand and homemade desserts in the other, she spotted Wu Jin and ran over, her eyes lighting up.

"A-Jin, I'm here!"

The moment Wu Jin heard her voice, she took off her headset and stood up. On the screen, her hero landed the final blow on the enemy, the crystal was destroyed, and a dazzling Victory filled the screen.

"Huh? I think I heard our Sister Hua's voice?"

"I think I heard her too. I'm not imagining it, right?"

He Zhixiao pressed Wu Jin back into her seat and opened the insulated container. The aroma instantly filled the noses of everyone present. It was corn and pork rib soup.

She also took out the little cakes she had made: matcha mousse and bear-shaped cookies.

Forget the GOD members-even the fans watching the stream were drooling.

Clear swallowed. "If I get sick, can I have some of that soup too?"

Shi Mu smiled faintly, looking as sly as a fox. "If you haven't slept enough, go back and keep dreaming."

"When will there be a time when God Mu speaks and I don't laugh? Can I borrow that mouth?"

"It's Flowers on Brocade! We lesbians are saved!"

"Our Flowers on Brocade is the official couple! Come on, everyone, step it up! But Huahua's soup and little cakes look so delicious. I really want some."

"I can't imagine how good Wind has it..."

Under He Zhixiao's expectant gaze, Wu Jin took a bite of the matcha mousse. The light cream melted in her mouth, filling it with a delicate milky sweetness. The sponge was soft and fine, and the green grape filling made it even more refreshing, not rich at all.

"Delicious."

Wu Jin's eyes lit up for a moment, and she bent her head and quickly polished off the little cake in her hand.

He Zhixiao watched Wu Jin eat with an indulgent motherly smile, feeling an indescribable satisfaction. Jin is just too cute!

Wu Jin couldn't finish a whole container of soup by herself, so after getting He Zhixiao's permission, the other GOD members finally got to enjoy a taste of the appetizing corn and pork rib soup.

The first mouthful was savory, fragrant, and sweet, like a clear spring flowing through the heart and soothing every taste bud. The sweet corn complemented the savory broth perfectly.

Wantonly found it so delicious that he nearly dropped to his knees before He Zhixiao.

The gaming stream turned into a food stream in seconds. Seeing Wu Jin enjoy her food so much, the viewers touched their stomachs. Is that my stomach growling? I'm not sure. Let me listen again. It really is growling. Come on, stomach!