Weird, so weird.
Guanghui, lying on his back on his bed, was staring at the ceiling of the cafeteria in a daze.
Her thoughts were in a mess. She felt a tightness in her chest and difficulty breathing. She didn't know if it was due to lack of oxygen or for some other reason. Her mind went blank.
In a dimly lit environment, any place a little distance away is pitch black.
The exquisite chandeliers and warm-toned spotlights that were usually on full blast were now completely wiped out by the thick darkness and could not be seen at all.
That’s not right. In fact, if you look carefully, you can still see some outlines.
Guanghui opened her blue eyes and stared at the ceiling in trance, tracing shapes from the mosaic-like darkness.
It was a petite little conductor who was curled up with her knees around her.
“Huh?!”
Guanghui blinked and looked again. The picture that even had color just now disappeared in an instant.
She pulled the bed sheet, tried to breathe lightly and took two breaths, but she felt that something was wrong.
Moreover, the chest tightness became more and more severe, and together with the nervousness, she was almost suffocating.
"........."
"...elder sister?"
"........."
"Sister? Are you okay?"
"Ah, huh? Terrible?" Guanghui, who recognized the voice, felt even more pressured, and didn't dare to turn sideways to look at his sister, "What, what happened?"
The third sister of the Glorious class stretched her hand out from under the quilt, her fair skin was particularly conspicuous in the darkness, and seemed to be glowing.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Where does it hurt?" Kewei gently covered her forehead.
"How can a ship girl get sick?"
Guanghui wanted to laugh and tease the other person for not growing up yet, but on second thought, wasn't the mental illness he was suffering from also an illness? It could indeed be considered uncomfortable.
So she nodded and said "hmm" softly.
Kewei seemed even more worried. He lifted the quilt and moved closer. "Weren't you fine just now? What's wrong with you? Do you want to ask the profiteer...?"
"It's very rude to address Miss Ming like that."
"Hehe... I didn't say it was her, ok? My sister obviously thought so too~"
Guanghui was stunned, and then he realized that he had been tricked by the other party. He sighed helplessly, "Don't bother her, my sister just feels chest tightness."
"...chest tightness?"
"Yeah...it just happened suddenly."
Kewei looked at his sister with a complicated expression, then took advantage of the night to reach into her quilt, and helped lift up one side of the burden amid her faint exclamations.
"Sister, is your chest tightness better now?"
Guanghui's ears turned red. She pushed away Kewei's hand in annoyance and turned sideways to look at her daring sister.
“… Nonsense.
"Just tell me if it works or not."
"...It's better."
"Hehe... I knew it."
Kewei stood up and looked around. No one was paying attention to them, so she leaned back and smiled at Guanghui with her chin propped up.
"Sister, are you worried about something? You usually sleep on your side~ But today, you were thinking about something and forgot about it..."
After changing her posture, Guanghui did feel a lot more relaxed, but she didn't dare to look at the other person, as she always had a strange feeling of guilt.
You know, it was she who advocated matchmaking and brought the third sister and the young commander together.
Now I have inexplicably developed second thoughts and am even coveting my own sister's boyfriend. It's really embarrassing to tell anyone about it.
But the thought came suddenly and forcefully, constantly washing away the stubborn stone in her heart that symbolized her firm will.
The water was very hot, like it was boiling.
Guanghui lowered his eyes, thinking of the rosy face of his "sister's wife" just now. Later he realized that the stubborn stone might just be a raw egg.
Kewei: "...sister?"
Her face was touched and she came to her senses. The panic in her eyes was poorly concealed, but fortunately the dark night helped to cover up the flaw.
Guanghui: "What's wrong?"
Kewei: "Your face seems a little red? Um...are you shy? We often take a bath together, right?"
Guanghui: "No, nothing... a little hot."
Kewei: "Well... that guy is sick, and it's raining heavily outside, so it's not easy to open the window... How about I accompany my sister to go out for some fresh air?"
The light outside is definitely brighter than inside the house. Guanghui was feeling mixed emotions at the moment, but he was not sure if he could control his expression, otherwise he would be exposed if he went out.
So she hurriedly shook her head and reached out to stuff Kewei back into the quilt.
"Okay, go to bed early, everything will be fine tomorrow."
"Eh? Don't be afraid to see a doctor. I still have to take care of her tomorrow. If my sister doesn't feel well again, I'll have to ask Befa and the others for help..."
"...Hmm? Take care of...Susu?"
"Yeah, as a girlfriend, how could I not do anything?"
Kewei said, stretching out his arm and waving his fist, and then sighed, "But I'm not good at this... so I wanted to ask if you were free tomorrow, but you were not feeling well-"
Guanghui answered without hesitation: "I, I'm actually... not that serious..."
"Eh? But you're not..."
"Sleeping on my side is much better now."
"Hmm... Shall we go find her together tomorrow?"
The rationality soaked in boiling water told Guanghui that he should reduce contact now, so as to avoid his emotions from spiraling deeper and deeper.
But the surging torrent of emotions is getting more and more intense, almost drowning out reason.
In the end, the stubborn stone that represents rationality is like a fragile raw egg. It is boiled and sank to the bottom by the sudden burst of the dam, and it cannot even be fished out.
"...Go ahead. I want to go."
"Eh? Really? That's great." Kewei laughed and covered himself with the quilt. "Well, then I won't fight with those tails tonight. I'll gather my strength and fight again tomorrow!"
Guanghui sighed gently, and it sounded no different from his usual sigh of helplessness and indulgence. However, only the person involved knew the complexity contained in it.
She really couldn't close her eyes. The silent night was the easiest time for hallucinations to occur.
As soon as she closed her eyes, that delicate and soft look would appear in her mind, which was very different from her usual playful and well-behaved appearance.
"..Is it possible that I am possessed by a demon?"
The royal lady, who was always elegant and calm, frowned, opened her eyes and looked at her third sister who was sleeping, then turned over and looked at the unicorn who had already fallen asleep.
Still can't sleep.
Guanghui sighed helplessly, threw back the quilt and got up silently, walked barefoot across the other neatly arranged beds on the floor, gently pushed open the door and walked out.
The rain was still falling, as if a hole had appeared in the upside-down sea, and it would never end.
The wind blew uncontrollably, making her snow-white nightgown rustle, adding a touch of coolness to this ship girl who was known for her gentleness.
Guanghui began to think about which link went wrong. Before that stunning glimpse, she had never thought about such a problem.
"..Or maybe, I actually thought about it?"
"......When?"
She stood in the cold wind and reminisced, remembering how she drank and played Go in the name of happiness when her third sister and the little commander sneaked out of the hotel for a date.
"What about earlier?"
She found that when she was trying to bring the two of them together to chat, she would always sit not far away and listen with a smile.
"...I don't think so."
The image of the soft and slightly cool body that she had caught when she walked out of the construction cabin earlier emerged in her mind.
"I've been following her for a long time..."
Guanghui pinned her hair up against the wind and looked up at the gloomy clouds in the sky.
"It's terrible... What should I do?"
Chapter 1162 (dwd
Guanghui didn't sleep all night, and he was very upset.
She stood outside for half the night, and then returned and snuggled into bed in the early hours of the morning.
Terrible and the Unicorn were still sleeping, the latter wrapped up tightly as always, like a shy little guy.
The former may have turned over, and the quilt became a little loose, revealing her round shoulders and half of her chest. Her posture was also more relaxed, which was consistent with her unwillingness to remain silent.
Guanghui chuckled silently, raised his hand to help tuck it in, and patted it a few times like coaxing a child.
"...Good night."
"Hah—hmm?"
Kewei, stretching with his mouth open, glanced at his sister, then quickly retracted his hand to cover his lips, and exhaled in a dignified manner.
She endured it until her eyes turned slightly red, and finally she managed to get through the yawning.
"Well, good morning, sis."
"Good morning, Awesome."
Guanghui also opened his mouth slightly, exhaled, and wiped his eyes. "They say yawning is contagious. It seems to be true."
"No, it's because I didn't sleep well. It's normal to feel sleepy." Kewei muttered as he got up and folded the quilt.
This statement is not easy to interpret. Not getting a good night's sleep may be caused by various reasons, such as lack of time, unfamiliarity with the place, too many people, too much noise from wind and rain, etc.
Guanghui carefully looked at the third sister's back and suppressed the panic in his heart.
She shouldn't be discovered, right? She hasn't revealed anything yet, she just stood outside for a while.
But even so, the current state of unrest is very telling.
The aircraft carrier, who always loved her sister, lowered her eyes, sighed vaguely, got up and made the bed.
It is now past six in the morning, and the ship girls are mostly awake and talking to each other in low voices.
It's still raining heavily outside, but the hurricane has weakened a lot, so I think the warning should be lifted.
The barbarians were grunting in the corner putting on their raincoats. Like most workers, they would return to work as soon as the typhoon stopped.
The little leader of the yellow chickens put on a raincoat for himself, making sure that his whole body, including his buttocks, would not get wet, then he took out the small flag and led the team.
"Chirp, chirp! (Let's go!)"
“Chirp, chirp, chirp! (Just like before, we’ll call it a day. Commander Su doesn’t encourage overtime!)”
"Chirp, chirp! (Go home after get off work and watch Huachiu's live broadcast!)"
The other yellow chickens responded enthusiastically and swayed out in groups like balls, some cleaning, some tidying up, and some repairing circuits.
As former office workers, Lei and Dian looked at the backs of the barbarians with extreme melancholy, envying this job with high income, less work and no overtime.
But they are actually quite free now, and even have time to look at the Royal Aircraft Carrier sisters not far away.
Lei: "Dian-chan, what kind of game are we playing now?"
"A holographic simulation game where you draw cards and cultivate your commanders to buy skins with gold?"
Lei: "...In the guides you read before, did you see any incidents similar to the current Bai Xue incident?"
Dian: "Ah, if you count people like Makoto, then there probably is."
Lei: “There is?!”
