Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

On the second floor, there is a decompression room where a game called ’Blind Beating’ is played, which is a very popular decompression game on short video apps recently. Two people put on helmets and blindfolds, each holding a soft stick, and beat each other with the soft sticks. This game won’t hurt anyone; the walls and floor are all padded with soft material, and the soft sticks have no power. It’s just a small game for friends or couples to release stress, and it has recently become very popular. Jiang Siming and Lin Yun’er both put on helmets and blindfolds.

"Oppa... you’re not allowed to hit me..." Lin Yun’er pleaded pitifully, but the smile on her face was exceptionally bright, like a child.

"That’s not possible, it depends on your skills. If I catch you, I’ll give you a good thrashing," Jiang Siming intimidated her.

"Alright, I’m starting now, where are you?" Jiang Siming said with a smile, his eyes still blindfolded. Lin Yun’er didn’t answer because she knew Jiang Siming was trying to trick her into making a sound. She wasn’t that stupid. Hmph, bad husband! Although his eyes were covered, Jiang Siming was a Foundation Establishment expert and could easily locate Lin Yun’er by her breath.

He knew very clearly that Lin Yun’er was crouching on the ground, cautiously moving, looking like a ’deserter.’ Jiang Siming quietly and amusingly walked behind her and lightly tapped her head with the soft stick.

"Ah!" Lin Yun’er was scared and jumped up from the ground, wildly swinging the soft stick in all directions, completely unaware of where Jiang Siming was. She swung for a long time and only hit air. Smack~ Another sound, this time it hit her buttocks.

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"I hate you, big bad guy!" Lin Yun’er puffed her cheeks, her face red, and scolded Jiang Siming with her back turned, not realizing she was scolding in the wrong direction. Jiang Siming struggled hard to keep from laughing, already snickering like a pig inside.

Teasing her a bit more, Lin Yuner still failed to touch the hem of Jiang Siming’s clothes. Annoyed, she squatted on the spot and pouted, ’crying’ loudly.

"Crying won’t help, here I come again." Jiang Siming swaggered to her, deliberately exposing his position. This time, Lin Yuner seized the opportunity, and the soft stick in her hand finally hit Jiang Siming.

"Ye! I hit you~ hahaha!" Lin Yuner looked as happy as a fool.

"Yeah, you hit my face, it really hurts," Jiang Siming teased her. But Lin Yuner, upon hearing this, became so worried that her laughter vanished instantly. She quickly removed her helmet and eye mask, ran to Jiang Siming’s side, and asked with concern,

"Oppa, are you okay? Did I hurt you? Let me rub it for you." With a sense of guilt and pain in her heart, she began soothing Jiang Siming’s face with her hands.

Jiang Siming also took off his eye mask, smiled, and pulled her into his arms, saying, "I was just teasing you, little fool."

Lin Yuner didn’t get angry at being deceived; instead, she obediently became a happy little woman in Jiang Siming’s embrace. The shop owner couldn’t stand it anymore and asked if they were still playing. If not, they should leave quickly as someone else was waiting. The two continued playing until four in the morning before leaving the arcade, holding hands and walking down the street, heading home. "Husband Oppa, if... everyone finds you out, what will happen... Will you be in trouble?" Lin Yuner got a bit worried thinking about it. It wouldn’t be so bad if she was found out, but if Jiang Siming was discovered, he would surely face ’condemnation’ from both his Korean and Chinese fans, and the media would definitely not let him off easily. Thinking about the trouble she would cause for Jiang Siming, Lin Yuner blamed herself for being so careless and getting caught on camera. But for Jiang Siming, it was completely unruffled. "So what if they found out? I don’t know what the Korean men would do to me, but I believe our Chinese lads would only be proud and honored. After all, I’ve managed to woo their country’s goddess, which can be seen as a revenge for the Korean director who took away our Chinese Tang Wei," Jiang Siming said with a smile. Lin Yuner felt a bit embarrassed and turned her head slightly, saying, "But I’m afraid many media reporters will follow you every day." "Don’t worry, they can only dream about following me," Jiang Siming replied with a disdainful laugh. He was a foundation-establishing expert, could he be caught by these paparazzi? Now, as long as Jiang Siming projected his consciousness, he could easily sense everything within a hundred meters. Even if the media knew his home address, it wouldn’t matter; the place where he lived was a high-end villa area, and media couldn’t even get past the gates. Even if they managed to sneak in, Xiao Xian would report to him immediately, and he could call the police to catch them all. Although she felt relieved, Lin Yuner was still quite worried, fortunately, no one had discovered Jiang Siming yet, so she could relax a bit. They drove back to the hotel, and Lin Yuner fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, but Jiang Siming was still wide awake. He could go several days and nights without sleeping. However, sleeping was one of life’s great pleasures, and even though he didn’t need to replenish his sleep every day, Jiang Siming still enjoyed lying in bed, especially with his girlfriend by his side. The next morning, Jiang Siming took Lin Yuner back home. Wang Xinyi and Yin Zhirou were almost convinced they were dreaming when they saw Lin Yuner. "Brother, the main character of today’s Chinese news headline turns out to be you!" Wang Xinyi said, picking up her iPad to show the trending news on Weibo. The first and most striking piece of fresh news was [Lin Yuner’s Romance Exposed, Sweet Kiss on London Street]. The (popularity) of this news surpassed the second one [Wang Feng and Zhang Ziyi Argue Over Divorce] by more than three times! Indeed, the Korean side could not hold it back any longer, and the news had drifted over to China. When you click in, there is the photo of Jiang Siming and Lin Yuner kissing deeply at night. Once this photo was uploaded to China, countless good men felt heart-wrenching pain and were in tears. [Lin Yuner’s Romance Exposed, Sweet Kiss on London Street] #WeiboHotSearch "Cry, cry harder! I’m going to cry myself to death!" Weibo Influencer [Yeyu Zhuxin], likes: 320,487. "Finally, my goddess has found her haven. Although it’s hard to let go, I still send my blessings!" Weibo Influencer [Ye Leng], likes: 245,781. "I have to say, this guy’s back really looks like a friend of mine (questioning)(questioning)." Weibo Influencer [Wang Xiaozhang], likes: 182,457. "For real, Dean? This guy is now wanted globally (laugh-cry). If you know anything, report it quickly, or you’ll be charged with concealing information." Weibo Influencer [Zheng Kai], likes: 151,114. "No matter what my goddess tweeted, I have only one thing to say, I do not agree with this marriage!" Weibo Influencer [Wugeng Liuli TVT], likes: 133,478.... In just one day, this Weibo news had already been hyped up by Chinese netizens.