Secret Room Book 2 - Chapter 43

Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com

Playing Fish Trapped in Secret Room

Book 2: You’re Beautiful

Chapter 43

In her twenty-five years of life, Ai Qing had met many people. Some she liked, some she disliked, some good and some bad, some kind and simple and others shrewd…...many of the encounters were hard to forget.

One afternoon at an internet cafe, she heard Solo’s voice and, against the light, saw his smile as bright as the summer sun.

At the train station, she saw Gun with two hands inside his pants pockets.  He stared aloofly at her, while scrutinizing her.

Inside the competition arena, she saw Slide jump down from the stage.  He excitedly stretched out his hand and nervously introduced himself.

Midnight at the internet cafe, the bald All walked in and curiously examined the youngest girl sniper he had ever seen before.

In the club, in the training rooms, or even in a little restaurant, she had met with Xiaomi and the alternate players……

Later, it was the SP people.

It seemed that, in her memory, the most vibrant moments were always related to esports.

But now.

She was recollecting that every time she and him, the man besides her, had brief encounters and separations.

“When we first met…...were you only fifteen years old?”  She asked lightly.

That was a topic that Dt had always refused to bring up, but he still nodded honestly in admittance.

“What a coincidence.  I was also fifteen when I won the championship.”  She said.

“......,” He didn’t realize that she would compare it that way.

The conversation started quite unexpectedly and it ended abruptly as well.

She was probably really hungry.  She lowered her head and picked up a chocolate pie from her lap.  She slowly tore apart the package.  He thought that she would choke on it if she ate it lying down.  He tried to call a flight attendant to ask for some drinks. It surprised him when he felt a finger poking him on the wrist,  “For you.”

What?  He was slow to react and looked at her doubtfully.

She held a chocolate pie in front of him.

She wasn’t passing it to his hand, rather it was------

Her face turned red.

Same actions to different people cause different psychological shock.  In SP, occasionally those big boys kept playing video games without sleeping or eating.  She would feed them one by one like she was feeding pets.  She would stuff crackers into the mouth of each and everyone of them and never flushed from the experience.  They were all players in her team.

He was very close to her. He took his hat off and put it on his lap so that the brim of his hat wouldn’t poke her arm.

Then he reached over very quietly and bit the pie.

The air exhaled from his nose was like the little paw stretching out from a little kitty scratching her heart lightly.

She was a little afraid of the feeling, it felt as if was going out of control. Suddenly, she wanted to retract her hand.  But he abruptly grabbed her wrist and refused to let go.  He looked at her. Her face red as a tomato.  He didn’t speak and ate the whole chocolate pie after several bites.

He released his hand and stood up striding toward flight attendant and gestured.

The flight attendant quickly sent over ice water.

He turned his back to her and swallowed the water quickly, but he still couldn’t help coughing a little bit.

“What is this?”  Grunt just walked out from the bathroom and looked at Dt confusedly,  “Do you have to be in such a rush?  What could you possibly be choking on……”

Ai Qing’s heart continued to throb.  After she heard Grunt’s ridicule, she couldn’t stop herself from chuckling.  

She couldn’t muster the courage to look at him again.

Instead, she turned to look at the sky outside the window.

The rays of sunlight shone brightly.

------  End of Book 2 ------

Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com