Speaking of Science in a Supernatural Livestream 91

Chapter 91: Are You Really Encounter?

“They said that if you’re not skilled, using your hands directly might hurt. The mouth and tongue are better.”

Xie Yu asked very seriously, “How do you feel? The way you called my name just now was so pleasant. Was it very comfortable?”

Sang Jing was a little regretful for saying “read more, learn more” to her last night. Xie Yu had really gone to read and learn.

She turned her head and raised her hand to push Xie Yu’s face a little further away. “It’s alright. Don’t kiss me anymore.”

That mouth had just done that kind of thing and was now coming over to kiss her. Sang Jing had almost kicked her down.

Just… alright.

Xie Yu was a little disappointed, then she thought, is it because it was only once and she didn’t use her hands?

But the gala was tomorrow, and she had just said it would only be once.

Suppressing the thought of wanting to do it again, Xie Yu saw Sang Jing put on her top and go to the bathroom. She also got out of bed and followed. As she was closing the door, she poked her head in. “Shall we wash together?”

“No,” a hand covered her face and pushed her out, then the door was closed without hesitation.

Xie Yu, a ghost, was outside the bathroom, listening to the sound of water and savoring the taste.

So much like. I really want to stay in bed with Sang Jing forever.

After they had taken turns to shower, Xie Yu expertly lay down beside Sang Jing, and then put her hands and legs on her.

Sang Jing was now warm.

“Don’t move,” Sang Jing said, grabbing her restless hand under the blanket. “Behave.”

“Oh,” Xie Yu was obedient.

After a while, she couldn’t help but prop herself up and say softly, “I just rinsed my mouth.”

“Mm.”

“Can I have a kiss?”

Sang Jing opened her eyes. In the darkness, she saw the outline of Xie Yu’s cheek and those expectant eyes.

After looking for a while, she sighed softly and reached out to pull her towards her.

After the kiss, Sang Jing commanded, “No more talking. Sleep.”

“Just one last thing. Can you not sleep so stiffly? I feel like I’m hugging a piece of wood.”

“…Shut up.”

In the end, Sang Jing changed her sleeping posture, which she had maintained for more than twenty years, and faced Xie Yu, hugging her. “Sleep.”

The ghost was happy.

The next morning, Wenren Jin had just gone out and was about to knock on Sang Jing’s door when she saw that the door was already open. Sang Jing was rarely wearing a casual suit, a black and white combination. The collar of the shirt inside was slightly open, casual and relaxed. The silver ear cuff on her left ear added a touch of coldness.

Needless to say, Xie Yu was on the ear cuff.

“Good morning—”

Before Wenren Jin could finish her “good,” she saw Sang Jing suddenly stumble as she went down the steps. After steadying herself, she frowned and said something.

Because just now, Xie Yu had said in Sang Jing’s ear—

“Can you wear this tonight?”

Sang Jing knew what she was talking about. Before, she would be so shy from a kiss that she would have to hide. It was unclear what she had watched and learned all night, but now she was so bold and audacious, her mind filled with yellow waste.

“Get lost.”

“Are you alright?” Wenren Jin came over and asked with concern.

“I’m fine,” Sang Jing said, waving her hand.

Seeing that she was in good spirits, Wenren Jin didn’t ask anymore. “The car is here. Let’s go.”

“Team Leader Wei and the others have already set off for Shahe. It’s not too late for us to go over after the gala.”

“Mm.”

When Wenren Jin took Sang Jing to the venue arranged by Jiutian Media, most of the invited guests had already arrived. They had personally watched Wenren Jin send Sang Jing over.

The rumors from a while ago were spreading like wildfire again.

“I don’t know if you’ve heard about something, about the young mistress Wenren and that new streamer.”

“Oh~ you mean that? I know. It’s all over Jiutian Media. Their Manager Pan was fired by the young mistress just because of a poor arrangement. And Qin Ge, that new singer who was popular a while ago, because she was competing for resources with Sang Jing, she’s nowhere to be seen now.”

“Hiss—”

“Keep it down. There are cameras everywhere at the gala, and it’s being livestreamed.”

“What’s there to be afraid of? The sound isn’t being recorded. Who can tell what we’re saying?”

“This gala was originally scheduled to be in Jiangdu. The young mistress moved it up and held it in Liangshui just for that person.”

“No wonder. A new streamer got a red V-badge in less than two months.”

“I heard that Encounter will also be here this time. Sang Jing and Encounter are not on good terms. Sang Jing is backed by the young mistress. Encounter… is probably going to be bullied.”

“Shh, don’t say it.”

Wenren Jin brought Sang Jing over, pointed to her seat, and said in a low voice, “I’ve already given the order. Encounter’s seat is right next to yours. She’s already here.”

Sang Jing looked up. The name of the White Whale Live account was pasted on the back of each seat. Next to “Sang Jing” was “Encounter.” Someone was sitting in that seat now.

From the back, the woman was thin, and her hair was not so black. She was wearing a long white dress with no extra decorations. She was not so eye-catching among a pile of bright dresses, but she was the most conspicuous.

“Encounter,” right?

Sang Jing’s lips twitched, and she walked over.

The White Whale Live gala was held once a year, and it naturally had to catch hot topics and traffic. Encounter had fans all over the platform. This was her first time participating in the gala, and also her first time showing her face. The livestreaming room for her camera was flooded as soon as it was opened.

【Sister is so beautiful!!!】

【Ahhhhh, I can’t. I had imagined before, from her voice, that Encounter was that kind of strong, beautiful woman. I didn’t expect her to be so gentle in person. Ah, a gentle older sister is killing me.】

【Muah, muah, muah, muah, muah, muah, hiss, hiss, hiss.】

【Who said our Encounter was cooling down! Who said it! In just half an hour, she has surpassed a hundred thousand viewers! I’d like to ask which streamer can do that!】

【I just saw that Encounter has announced her real name, Xie Yu. Such a beautiful name. All encounters are fated arrangements. Sister is so good at naming!】

【Xie Yu… Xie Yu? The names are too similar. Can I say this?】

【You’re pulling out that fake again. On such a good day, you’re just saying things that make people unhappy. Can Yu and Yu be the same? She’s just trying to leech off our Encounter, deliberately choosing the name Yu. Even her surname is the same. She might be a sewer rat who is stalking Encounter in real life.】

【They all say that Encounter’s fans have the highest quality on the entire network, but I don’t see it. It’s like idol, like fan, right? Just as hypocritical and foul-mouthed. Open your mouth and see. Is there something dead in your mouth?】

【Hahahahaha, just watching the show. Sang Jing is here! The show is about to start!】

Not just the netizens in the livestreaming room, but even many people at the gala were frequently looking this way.

One of Sang Jing’s hands was in her pocket, her fingers tapping lightly.

The screen showed her account homepage.

From memory, she found the top left corner—

Start livestreaming.

After many days, Sang Jing had started a livestream again. There was no image, only sound. It was a secret broadcast from inside the gala.

【???? Am I seeing things?】

【Wait, isn’t Sang Sang at the gala? Am I watching a fake? Why did she suddenly start a stream?】

【Why is it so dark?】

【You finally remembered your account password!!!!】

【Quick, tell me you have no relationship with the young mistress Wenren! Quick, say it! I’m not shipping 13 anymore, and I’m not shipping 31 anymore. The CP can’t be broken!】

【Don’t worry, person above. Assistant Xiao Xie was still asking how to deal with her poor technique last night. And Sang Sang and the young mistress Wenren are obviously very polite to each other. At most, they’re just friends.】

【What is Sang Sang doing? She’s not even talking.】

【Quick, come and watch the gala!】

After starting the livestream, Sang Jing walked straight to her seat. She looked up and saw three or four cameras aimed at her.

“…”

The ear cuff swayed gently, brushing against her neck, a little itchy.

Sang Jing raised her hand and touched it, just as she turned to the right. And the woman on her right, as if she had sensed something, turned to look over and curved her eyebrows and eyes at her.

Their gazes met in mid-air.

Before a second had passed, her earlobe was pinched.

Sang Jing lowered her eyes and sat up straight.

A certain ghost was angry.

But Xie Yu was still looking at her.

Sang Jing frowned unhappily and looked back at her coldly. “What are you looking at?”

She had learned to smile at people in the Sang family. This habit had never been completely changed. But now, she couldn’t smile at all. Even with tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people watching in front of these cameras, she didn’t have a good expression.

Being met with a cold reply, Xie Yu’s face was still smiling. “Sang Sang? That’s what they call you, right? You said you don’t like hypocritical and fake people. Then do you hate me because of the Bazi from the livestream at that time? I looked at it after the livestream. It was indeed that I had remembered the time wrong. Later, I was too busy to explain. I apologize to you.”

The camera livestream of White Whale Live could only see the image and not hear the time, but Sang Jing’s livestream could hear the sound. Watching the two livestreams together was complete!

A large number of people left the camera livestreaming room, and on the other side, the number of viewers in Sang Jing’s livestreaming room reached its highest in over a month, sixty thousand.

【Wuwuwu, Encounter is so gentle. I finally hear her voice again.】

【I declare that Encounter is my ideal type!!!】

【So strange. I feel like Encounter’s voice is a little different from before. Her face also doesn’t look very good. Is it because she’s sick?】

【It seems to be the first time I’ve heard Sang Sang speak in such a cold voice. emmmm, her attitude is so obvious.】

【Encounter has a white lotus look. I don’t like her. I had a little good impression of her before, but now it’s directly turned into dislike. And she’s still saying ‘I apologize to you~’. So pretentious. What were you doing before? Apologizing now, so hypocritical!】

【I’m really fed up. Not everyone remembers their Bazi. Didn’t you hear what Encounter said? She remembered it wrong. Later, she was too busy and forgot to explain. Now that she’s already apologized in person, what more do you want?】

“It’s not because of the Bazi,” Sang Jing said, looking at her face. “It’s because of you as a person. I don’t like you. You’re too fake.”

Xie Yu’s expression was a little hard to maintain, and it froze on her face.

Sang Jing saw these subtle changes. She lowered her voice. “Are you really Encounter?”

Xie Yu’s hand by her side was clenched tightly, her fingers so hard they turned white. She curved her lips to maintain a smile on the surface. “Of course.”

Sang Jing couldn’t help but sneer. “See? The person is fake, and the words she says are all lies.”

“Sang Jing, you need evidence to speak. You say I’m not Encounter. What’s your evidence?” Xie Yu looked up and saw the ear cuff by her ear, and a triumphant smile appeared. “The real-name verification in the White Whale Live backend is my name. If I’m not Encounter, then who is?”

“Did I say you’re not Encounter? Why are you in such a hurry to explain? Are you guilty?” Sang Jing said, seeing that she couldn’t smile anymore, and the corners of her lips began to turn up.

“Xie Yu, is it so comfortable to live in someone else’s shadow?”

Xie Yu gritted her teeth and stood up abruptly. She looked at Sang Jing, the gentleness in her features gone.

Living in someone else’s shadow…

Sang Jing leaned against the back of her chair and looked up at her, saying in a sarcastic tone, “Encounter, what’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?”

Xie Yu’s peripheral vision saw that everyone at the gala was looking this way. She took a deep breath and forced a smile. “Yes, I’m not feeling well.”

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the new streamer, relying on the backing of the young mistress, had angered Encounter away, and it was said that she had even cried.

The rumor was like this, but the netizens who had heard the whole thing in Sang Jing’s livestreaming room were completely in an uproar.

【I’m a little dumbfounded.】

【What does that mean, what does that mean, what does that mean!!! A translator! My translator!!!】

【What’s real and what’s fake? And a shadow? Why do I feel like these two seem to know each other? The things they’re saying are so strange.】

【It seems… this Xie Yu is not the real Encounter? Is that what I’m hearing?】

【Not the real Encounter? How can that sound so scary?】

【That’s impossible. Everyone who enters the gala has to have their identity confirmed. And Encounter’s account’s real name has been released. It’s Xie Yu.】

【The name is real… what if the person is fake? Didn’t Sang Sang say that the person is fake…】

【Oh my god, does Sang Sang know Encounter! She knows this person is an imposter, so she specially came to debunk her???】

【First, Encounter debunked Sang Jing’s livestream, and now Sang Jing is opening a secret broadcast at the gala to debunk Encounter. This, this, this, this, this, I’ll ship it first.】

After Xie Yu left, Sang Jing didn’t stay long either. And Wenren Jin had long since sent someone to keep an eye on Xie Yu.

Leaving the gala venue, Xie Yu walked forward with a gloomy face. In her mind was Sang Jing’s sentence—

Is it so comfortable to live in someone else’s shadow?

Living in someone else’s shadow? Xie Yu? Ridiculous. How could she live in Xie Yu’s shadow? Everything of Xie Yu’s was originally hers. It was Xie Yu who had lived these years for nothing.

At the corner, a hand suddenly pulled her over. Xie Yu’s eyes widened. Before she could shout, her mouth was covered.

The person in charge of following Xie Yu saw this and quickly chased after her. When they reached the corner, there was no one there.

“Huff—” Xie Yu gasped for breath. Her terrified eyes relaxed when she saw the person who had taken her.

The woman’s face was hidden in the darkness, and the thin, gold-rimmed glasses reflected the light. She spoke with a suppressed anger. “What are you doing here?”

Xie Yu turned her head and said nothing.

The next second, a thin and powerful hand pinched her chin and made her look up. “What, you want to be famous so much? You want to show your face? You don’t know who she is, how powerful she is? Wenren Jin’s people were already watching you just now!”

Xie Yu’s eyes were red, it was unclear if it was from anger or pain just now. “Xie Yu is by her side. Do you think she won’t be able to find me? Even if I didn’t come today, they would have found the Xie family soon. What’s the difference between a little earlier and a little later? Besides, aren’t the things you’re doing almost done? At that time… will I still be me?”

Hot tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, wetting the woman’s hand. “I just want to be myself for once.”

A cold laugh came from above her head. “Be yourself? Don’t forget, you should have died more than a decade ago. Do you want to be yourself by being a ghost?”

“You don’t want to be yourself. You want to be Xie Yu.”

——Xie Yu, is it so comfortable to live in someone else’s shadow?

——You don’t want to be yourself. You want to be Xie Yu.

Xie Yu’s skin was a sickly pale, and the circles around her eyes were as red as blood. The tears hanging on them were like tears of blood.

She looked at the woman’s condescending and contemptuous gaze and said, word by word, “Everything of Xie Yu’s should have been mine!”

The answer she got was a cold laugh.

Some people, the more they have nothing, the more they want something.