“Alright, Eve Nightburn, I’ll see you if fate allows,” said Lucian Blue before stepping on the gas and bidding farewell to Eve.
Left alone, Eve held an ID card in her hand, staring in confusion at her current location.
“Isn’t this… Miri Dreamwell’s neighborhood?”
Eve instinctively looked at the information on the ID card: Sun City…
She then looked up at the sign at the entrance of the neighborhood, which also read: Sun City.
“Ah…”
A bolt from the blue struck Eve, jolting her awake.
Oh no! She’d been tricked!
Eve had thought she was going back to her rented flat, but the country had directly arranged for her to be at Miri Dreamwell’s place, hadn’t they?
Suddenly, Eve remembered the last question Big Sis Nana had asked her that day: “Question twenty, do you crave the company of family?”
And her reply had been: “Yes, very much. I wish someone could give me a comforting hug when I feel helpless.”
……
It finally dawned on Eve that those questions had been purposeful.
“So… does that mean I’ve already been arranged to be part of Miri Dreamwell’s family?”
Why are these old things always so abstract?
Eve now understood—this was them arranging her life…
Based on her responses, they were helping her build the life she wanted…
Eve didn’t know what to say at this point.
The current situation felt like a friend, not truly knowing what’s in your heart, making wild guesses based on what you’ve said and then helping you fulfill your birthday wish.
“Ah, whatever…”
Eve couldn’t really complain; at least the country had really tried.
She then checked her phone—it was 5 PM.
Maybe she should grab something to eat at a nearby restaurant to fill her stomach.
After all, the only thing she’d eaten all day was the strawberry cake Lucian had bought earlier that morning, along with a bit of energy drink—that was it.
Plus, at this hour, there was probably no one at Miri’s place.
Eve found a spicy hotpot place nearby, went in, picked her ingredients, and paid via her phone scan.
After sitting down, she opened her chat platform and found Miri’s account, ready to send her a message.
Just as she opened the keyboard and was about to type, a question occurred to her—how should she address Miri now?
As a gaming buddy, it should be “disciple.”
If as a normal friend, then by her name.
But the main relationship between her and Miri now seemed to be—sisters…
After all, that’s probably what it said on her household register now.
Eve thought for a moment and finally typed out a message.
Eve: “Sister, I’ve left the hotel. They’ve sorted out my ID, and now I’m at the spicy hotpot place downstairs from your neighborhood. If you see this message, could you come and pick me up?”
Eve hit send, then laid her head on the table and fell asleep, waiting for her dinner to arrive in her dreams.
After an unknown amount of time, a waiter came over and woke her up: “Your food’s ready.”
“Mmm~”
Eve rubbed her sleepy eyes and nodded in a daze: “Thank you.”
Once sure Eve was awake, the waiter left to serve other customers.
Eve took a pair of chopsticks and started eating in her groggy state.
After finishing, she fell back asleep at the table.
Having had her blood drawn, skipped lunch, and missed her nap, her body simply couldn’t handle all these events today.
Another half hour later, someone patted Eve on the shoulder: “Little sister, wake up, it’s time to go home.”
“Wuh~”
Eve sat up, and in her blurry vision, she saw a figure in purple and white, instinctively recognizing who it was: “Sister?”
“Yes, it’s me.”
Upon hearing the voice clearly, Eve finally woke up.
She quickly adjusted her posture, but her swift movement caused the chair to tilt back, and she inevitably started to fall backward.
“Ahhh!!!”
“Careful!”
Just as Eve thought she was going to fall, Miri rushed forward and steadied the chair, saving her from the tumble.
Now safe, Eve was covered in a cold sweat, her heart still racing.
“That scared me…”
She took a deep breath and then got up from the chair.
“How have you been lately?” Miri patted Eve’s head, curious about her recent life.
Eve walked out of the restaurant with Miri, chatting as they went: “It’s been good. I feel like they’ve treated me well.”
Her speech slowed down: “It’s just that feeling of being watched… it’s really uncomfortable…”
Miri seemed to understand the situation now and nodded.
“Actually, I was planning to look for some connections tomorrow to try and get you out early, but I didn’t expect them to resolve everything so quickly.”
Eve scratched her head slightly embarrassed. The reason she could leave so quickly was largely thanks to Mr. Trash’s big spending—otherwise, she’d have had to wait a long time.
She hadn’t really thought about how much 50,000 bucks really was.
“By the way, sister,” Eve wanted to confirm something—was she really now a member of Miri’s family?
Miri: “What is it?”
After hesitating for a while, Eve finally decided to ask: “Am I… now registered under your family on the household register?”
“Yes, didn’t you know?” Miri was a bit surprised. Hadn’t they explained this to Eve?
Eve took out her ID card from her pocket and looked at it, momentarily at a loss for words.
Saying she didn’t know felt inappropriate.
If she said she knew, then what had she just asked?
After some thought, Eve gave a vague reply: “They didn’t make it clear.”
Life’s already hard enough—blame others if you can, never yourself!
After saying this, Eve quickly followed up with another question: “By the way, sister, what should I call Auntie Xiang and Uncle Hui when I see them now?”
Eve could already imagine future family gatherings.
“Of course, it’s Mom and Dad,” Miri responded naturally, as if she’d long since accepted Eve as her little sister.
But sadly, Eve still hadn’t fully come to terms with all these new arrangements.
At this point, the only thing Eve could somewhat accept was calling Miri “sister.”
