Following the river northward, all the way to the end of the park.
Eve Nightburn never found the red chrysanthemum she was looking for in the end.
Gazing at the endless river, Eve Nightburn felt a desire to keep walking forward, thinking perhaps she might find that special red chrysanthemum.
But the man-made dam in the distance blocked her path.
Eve Nightburn walked to the grassy slope by the riverbank and sat down.
She took off her little leather shoes and stared blankly at her already soaked white socks.
“No wonder I’m so tired…”
It was only then that Eve Nightburn realized how long she had been walking.
Looking around at the thinning crowd, she realized she had already reached the outskirts of the city.
“Will big sister be worried?”
Eve Nightburn thought, then took out her phone and turned it on.
She opened That Goose and found Miri Dreamwell’s account.
Yi: “Sister, what are you doing now?”
After sending this message, Eve Nightburn sat up from the grass, climbed up the steps, and left the riverbank.
“I’m a bit hungry…”
After walking for so long, Eve Nightburn could clearly feel her energy almost drained.
Now, the most important thing was to leave here and find a place to eat!
Walking up the stairs to the intersection, Eve Nightburn watched the sporadic traffic and waited for a few minutes.
After a few minutes, she realized that taxis simply didn’t appear here.
“Whatever…”
Eve Nightburn felt a bit helpless, so she opened a ride-hailing app on her phone and chose a cheaper carpool.
Quickly, in less than a minute, a car picked her up!
Getting into the red car, Eve Nightburn told the driver her destination and then fell asleep in the car.
Inside the arcade.
Ding-dong!
“Huh?” Miri Dreamwell, who was still dancing with Quinn Feathers, suddenly felt a vibration from her pocket.
Miri quickly stopped following the game’s dance moves: “Senior, I have something to attend to right now, I’ll come back to play in a bit.”
Quinn Feathers continued to follow the rhythm on the stage while responding to Miri: “Alright, go ahead and take care of it. I’ll wait for you.”
“Okay.”
Miri agreed, then stepped away from the game machine and took out her phone.
She opened her phone and saw a message from Eve Nightburn.
“Sister, what are you doing now?”
Miri read this single message aloud.
Doesn’t my sister know I’m out with Senior Quinn today?
So, what does this message mean?
As Miri pondered, her eyes drifted to the top left corner of the phone screen.
2:36 PM.
Huh?
It’s already afternoon?
It’s true, happy times always pass quickly.
So, the meaning of this message is…
“Why haven’t I come home to eat yet?”
Miri thought for a moment—it really could mean that!
If that’s the case…
Well, I’ll just answer what’s asked.
Miri thought for a while, then typed out a message: I’m still out with Quinn Feathers at the mall, probably returning in the evening.
After sending it, Miri waited for a long time but received no reply.
At that moment, Quinn Feathers had finished the game and walked over: “Not done yet?”
“No,” Miri shook her head, “it’s just a one-sided thing.”
Miri decided to put her phone away.
Maybe the other person is busy right now? Like their phone is off or out of battery?
After all, in this world, no one has the obligation to make sure they reply to messages.
If there’s someone who does, that person can only be myself.
Because forcing others is a matter for superiors to subordinates.
Beyond this relationship, there’s no other.
Wait, does a sister asking a younger sister count as forcing?
But that’s actually not good.
One-sided? Hearing this word, Quinn Feathers was full of questions.
“Do you have a boyfriend?” Quinn Feathers thought for a moment and asked, based on her own assumptions, something she found hard to believe.
“Huh?!”
Miri was stunned by this question!
“No, no, no!” Miri quickly denied—she wasn’t some kind of early-romance bad girl!
“I’m just a bit anxious because I’m not getting a reply from my younger sister right now!”
“Younger sister?” Quinn Feathers immediately thought of the little loli with light yellow hair, “Eve Nightburn? That calamity?”
Quinn Feathers looked at Miri, hoping she wasn’t about to introduce a brand-new younger sister.
“Yes,” Miri’s mood seemed a bit down—she still hoped Eve would reply to her.
“Oh,” Quinn Feathers nodded after confirming the information, “The feelings you have for Eve Nightburn don’t seem like just a sibling relationship, right?”
“Huh?!” Miri was startled by this question.
If my relationship with my younger sister isn’t a sibling one, then what is it?
Biological sister, cousin, adopted sister?
Besides these four types of relationships, what else could there be?
“So… senior, what do you think my relationship with Eve Nightburn is?”
Miri was curious—how does Senior Quinn perceive this relationship? If not an adopted sister, then what’s left between me and Eve Nightburn but the long-defunct “mentor-disciple” relationship?
“Well… let me think…”
In fact, Quinn Feathers also couldn’t find a suitable word to describe their relationship.
“Uh… um…” Quinn racked her brains for a long time, “True sister! Right! It’s a true sister relationship!”
Quinn Feathers used the special power of the Chinese language to create a brand-new term.
“Huh?” Miri was completely bewildered—true sister? Meaning there are false sisters too?
“Senior, what does this mean?”
Miri wanted to know the explanation of this term.
No helping it, the term was just too unique—no language skills and you really wouldn’t understand.
“It’s simple,” Quinn Feathers put on a profound expression, ready to show off in front of Miri!
Hehe~ Let senior teach you the knowledge of this vocabulary!
So thinking, Quinn Feathers began to explain.
“Firstly, biological sisters are based on a blood relationship. However, such sister relationships are often superficial—they may live under the same roof but hardly care about each other. That’s a false sister.”
“Then, there are oath sisters, typically established by one party’s demand or coercion. Even if both parties acknowledge it, it’s mostly for mutual benefit—a nominal, empty sisterhood.”
“Lastly, true sisters must be based on both parties recognizing each other as sisters. They genuinely care about each other, never part, never abandon each other—like twins, always feeling each other’s presence!”
“In the ‘Romance of the Three Kingdoms,’ there’s a similar example. Following this grammar, it should be called ‘true brothers’—the three from the Peach Garden Pact!”
“Dreamwell, do you understand?”
