Chapter 118 – Hey Friend, Have You Heard of ‘Siscon’? (18)
Lu Buchi raised his hand and gently patted her head, then casually pinched her cheek before carrying her into the car.
“I knew our little princess at home would throw a tantrum,” Lu Buchi chuckled. “So, I rushed over as soon as I finished my work. Just in time, right?”
“That’s about right,” the little girl pouted, but her eyes sparkled with joy.
In this aspect, the little girl hadn’t changed a bit.
The car slid out smoothly, and Yan Luo obediently sat beside Lu Buchi.
Lu Buchi’s hand rested on the seatback, his expression faint as he subtly enveloped Yan Luo in his aura.
Actually, he rarely had the chance to be this close to the little girl. Since she was ten, Yan Luo wasn’t allowed to wander into his room anymore. Plus, with her starting school officially, and he became busier, so their time together grew even scarcer.
But thinking of the news he received today, Lu Buchi lowered his gaze slightly and casually asked, “I heard you’re going to be an exchange student at the Imperial Academy for a year?”
The girl beside him looked at him with full trust, nodding without hesitation. “Yes, I just got the news today. Elder Brother, how did you know?”
Lu Buchi’s breath hitched, his fingers tightening slightly.
How did he get the news? Almost all of her news was reported to him, especially regarding the Empire.
His eyes darkened, but he concealed his emotions.
Wasn’t this the plan all along? He wouldn’t abandon his original decision for anything.
Yet, a smile tugged at his lips as he ruffled Yan Luo’s hair. “Is there something you’re keeping from me?”
[*Ding*—Lu Buchi’s blackening value +10, Current value (80/100)]
Yan Luo’s movements paused slightly, the brightness in her eyes dimming a bit.
Every time, it was like this. When his blackening value dropped to a certain point, it would quickly rise again. It seemed that what he thought and what he showed were quite different.
“It’s still early. Want to rest for a bit?”
Looking at those eyes, Lu Buchi’s voice grew slightly somber as he covered Yan Luo’s eyes with his hand. Hearing the girl softly agreeing in his ear, her eyes blinked twice, her long lashes brushing against his palm before closing.
After a while, she seemed to fall asleep in his aura, her breathing gradually becoming steady.
Yan Luo breathed evenly, seeming unperturbed despite the increase in blackening value.
The system, however, grew a bit anxious. They had spent too much time in this dimension. It was becoming strange. Little Pink was a qualified system, even if still in the trial period, and there shouldn’t have been repeated issues in previous dimensions.
And the difficulty of this seemingly unproblematic dimension, was it too high? Lingering too long in a dimension wasn’t beneficial for its Host.
[Dear Host, are you truly okay? It’s been quite a while now, and if we continue to delay, it might have negative effects on you. The difficulty of this dimension does seem rather odd.]
[Or perhaps… shall we temporarily set aside this dimension and move on to the next?]
If they kept going like this, this dimension might never end.