094 Yu Yourong’s Depression
“Qin Ren, Qin Ren, what’s a widow?”
When the word “widow” came out of Luo Yao’s mouth, a scene from a distant memory immediately appeared in Qin Ren’s mind.
…
A voluptuous and beautiful woman in black mourning clothes, leaning against a table with a portrait of her recently deceased husband. Her watery peach blossom eyes seemed to be full of sorrow, but for some reason, they were also mixed with a lingering, dazed look…
…
Yes, this was the “widow” in Qin Ren’s memory.
Connecting this to her usual language learning environment, Qin Ren had reason to believe that this vocabulary was very likely obtained by Luo Yao unintentionally through some “improper channels.”
For example, [Qin Ren’s Hard Drive].
“Yao, let me tell you a story about Coke.”
“This eminence doesn’t really want to hear a story today.”
Qin Ren’s attempt to change the subject failed. The curious Spirit Beast swung her little feet, gently kicking Qin Ren’s calf, and pulled his arm to hold it against her soft little chest.
“What’s a widow, really? It sounds so domineering.”
“It’s… it’s alright…”
The Pixiu thought it was domineering. Qin Ren only thought it was lewd.
“Where did you learn this word?” Qin Ren asked as he hastily put on his pants and got out of bed, preparing to rush to the living room.
“On the computer. Yu Ling’er just found it.”
As expected.
“Where are you going, Qin Ren? What about the widow? You haven’t said yet.”
“Dead but not dead. A widow is someone who is dead, but not completely dead,” Qin Ren made up on the spot.
Dead but not completely dead…
“Is it a zombie?”
Luo Yao had seen Train to Busan. It was a bit scary. She covered her eyes and peeked through her fingers, still trying to hide in Qin Ren’s arms.
“Something like that.”
…
Of course, a zombie and a widow are very different. Qin Ren was only focused on being perfunctory and had overlooked that “widow” was a normal word. He could have just directly explained “widow” to the innocent little Pixiu, without having to stammer and make things up.
But he couldn’t be bothered with that right now. Qin Ren was afraid that, like Zhou Chi, he would hear some indecent sounds coming from the living room in the next second. Then he might also have to move to Mars.
But in fact, when he rushed to the living room to take a look, he found that there was no one at the computer desk. The computer was on the desktop, and no strange videos were playing, which was a relief.
And the Yu Ling’er master and disciple were both lying on the sofa, their heads huddled together, whispering over a tablet.
“Master, look. I found it. It seems to be a Japanese character.”
“Japanese? But it looks like a Chinese character.”
“Brother said before that Japanese characters are derived from Chinese characters.”
“I see…”
…
Qin Ren was a little nervous listening from behind. Were these two girls searching for “widow” on Baidu?
At first, Qin Ren thought so. He peeked over the back of the sofa, but found that they were not.
“What are you guys doing?”
“Ah~—!”
Two small, crisp cries rang out. Yu Ling’er and Yu Yourong were both startled, their faces pressed together, hugging each other tightly. Their full collars were also squeezed against each other. Occasionally, a flash of white would be squeezed out, as if a rabbit’s nest had been poked.
This couldn’t help but remind Qin Ren of the first layer of steamers being opened at a breakfast shop that sold steamed buns. They were also piled up in a fluffy and soft way, looking sweet and delicious.
“Qin… Qin Ren, what are you doing here?” After seeing who it was, Yu Ling’er let out a sigh of relief and patted her chest.
But she had patted the wrong one. She had patted her disciple’s. She was glared at by her disciple, who also patted her master a couple of times.
“Ge, you’re not asleep yet?”
“Ah, right. I… suddenly have work. I got up to use the computer.”
Qin Ren said tentatively.
“The computer… is there anything wrong with it?”
“Mhm, mhm, it’s fine.”
Yu Ling’er nodded.
“Qin Ren, I think I just did something amazing. And then it said there were some highlight screenshots and told me to look for them in some folder.”
Yu Ling’er’s talent in computers was indeed not to be underestimated. Even though she didn’t even know what a file path was, she still managed to open the file explorer without making a mistake and learned how to find the specified file layer by layer.
It was just that she had clicked on the wrong layer, so by a strange twist of fate, she had somehow entered a new folder within a new folder within a new folder and found a file with strange characters.
“Wh… what file?” Qin Ren became nervous again. “You didn’t open it, did you?”
“No, because the characters were strange, so I searched for it on Baidu.”
When in doubt, Baidu first, except for health problems.
“It’s this one. I found out it seems to be a Japanese kanji.”
Yu Ling’er held up the tablet. On it was written the character [桜]. (Sakura)
“Qin Ren, what is the Sakurato Fansub Group?”
“Good question. Don’t ask again in the future.”
As he was asking, Qin Ren was already sitting in front of the computer, hiding and encrypting the folders. Besides “パンスト未亡人【桜都字幕組】,”(Pantyhose Widow [Sakurato Fansub Group]) there were also some other similar files, filled with Japanese kanji that Yu Ling’er couldn’t understand.
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Later, Qin Ren set up a separate folder for the game’s automatic screenshots. It was just that Master Yu’s highlight moment was purely a coincidence, and she couldn’t use it again for several days.
Regarding this matter, Qin Ren also relentlessly mocked Master Yu.
Yu Ling’er was a Sect Master, after all. She had her pride and competitiveness. Her clumsy mouth couldn’t argue back, and in her shame and anger, she raised her hand and hit him.
At first, she was timid, but later she got used to it. Qin Ren would also give her a way out. He would treat the master’s gentle and soft hits as a massage and would give her face by apologizing and coaxing her.
And this seemingly harmonious and warm atmosphere did not look that way in the eyes of some people.
For example, classmate Yu Yourong had been watching the two of them with a gloomy expression for several days. She would often be in a daze when watching TV on the sofa.
This point was most easily noticed by Luo Yao, who was watching TV with her. She took a few more glances at her.
“Little Fish, is your good friend visiting too?”
“Good friend?” Yu Yourong was stunned.
“You seem to be depressed. Girls are like this when their good friend comes.”
Luo Yao was too. She had been counting the days. When her next period came, she could righteously make all sorts of demands on Qin Ren again.
“I probably won’t be getting that.”
Yu Yourong had told the Pixiu about this before. She turned her head in a daze and looked at her master at the computer, then pursed her lips and leaned over to Luo Yao’s ear.
“Yaoyao, actually, it’s Master, she…”
Some troubles in life always need to be confided to someone. At present, it seemed that only Luo Yao in the family could be confided in. Yu Yourong told her her little troubles, and then expressed her confusion.
“…Every time I see Master hitting him like that, he just laughs. And I feel a sullen and uncomfortable feeling here…”
Uncomfortable?
Luo Yao looked at Yu Yourong’s fingers pressing on her high chest with a blank expression and also became depressed.
“What’s uncomfortable? Are your boobs hurting?”
“?”
Is that something a loli should say?
Yu Yourong frowned slightly and pinched her thin, soft lips.
“I’m serious, Yaoyao. Tell me… why is this happening?”
“It’s simple. What they’re doing is called flirting. What you’re doing is called eating vinegar.”
Luo Yao pointed out the truth without reservation. She herself was very calm about this kind of thing now, because the High Immortal’s current level was completely different from the two random women, Little Fish and the Sect Master. She and Qin Ren were in a relationship where they kissed each other. Flirting, this kind of childish behavior, the High Immortal completely disregarded, and she certainly wouldn’t eat vinegar like Yu Yourong.
“What’s eating vinegar?”
“It’s being jealous.”
Jealous…
Impossible. How could she be jealous of her master?
She was a genius girl, and her master was a stupid master. It would be more like her master being jealous of her…
Luo Yao didn’t go into detail about this. She put on an “if you know, you know” air. In fact, she herself was only half-knowledgeable and couldn’t explain it clearly. After watching TV, she went to the bedroom to act cute with Qin Ren.
Classmate Yu Yourong continued to be “depressed.” The next day, she was absent-minded when buying groceries and didn’t say a word even when she twisted her ankle. That night, she still insisted on being busy in the kitchen. It wasn’t until Qin Ren came home from work that he noticed something was wrong with her.
The reason was that Yu Yourong was not sitting cross-legged or lying on her side on the sofa, but was sitting upright. After Qin Ren’s repeated questioning, he found out that she was injured.
“A cultivator twisted her ankle while walking, and a body cultivator at that. That’s a new one…”
Qin Ren didn’t know whether to laugh or cry as he complained. Yu Yourong didn’t speak. Although she really didn’t want to cause trouble for her brother, when he really noticed and cared about her, she couldn’t help but feel a little happy in her heart. The “depression” of the past few days had also dissipated a little.
“Give me your foot.”
“Ah…”
Qin Ren brought over some safflower oil and knelt down in front of Yu Yourong. Yu Yourong pressed her legs together and shrank back, glancing at her internet-addicted master. The “depression” in her heart seemed to have dissipated a lot more. When she turned her head again, a blush had appeared on her pretty face.
“Ge, let’s go to the bedroom…”
