Superman Termination Manual - Chapter 260

Chapter 260: Chapter 176 “Do not lock yourself up.

July 10th, around noon, Bai Ke’s home, living room.

Ke Mingye sat cross-legged on the sofa, furiously pressing the controller and manipulating the character on the TV screen, all the while silently complaining in his mind.

“Seriously, at a time like this, Bai Zini is still playing the enigma. What on earth is ‘Witch’s Night’… If it were some kind of nuclear secret weapon, I wouldn’t be here role-playing, I would have fled straight to Siberia.”

As he thought this, Bai Ziling, who sat beside him, shifted her gaze from the TV and tilted her head slightly, staring at his profile through her snow-white, fragmented hair with her motionless red eyes.

“Focus,” she said emotionlessly.

“It’s not that I’m not focused, just have mercy on the noob.”

Defending himself in such a way, Ke Mingye looked up and seriously surveyed the TV screen.

He and Bai Ziling were playing “Double Act,” and the two of them had been stuck on the plane level for a long time.

Because he played carelessly, using almost no strategy, he always ended up twisting the plane’s course towards the wall or crashing directly into obstacles along the path.

Consequently, the two toy characters on the screen repeatedly crashed along with the plane. Bai Ziling, the unfortunate victim who was dragged down, did not complain. Feeling exhausted, she just picked up the Yuri from the couch, stroked its fur, and then continued the game.

If Bai Zini were the one beside him, she would have either already angrily shaken his shoulders, asking how he could game with an idiot, or jumped off the couch to deliver a three-hundred-and-sixty-five-degree roundhouse kick;

Fortunate it was Bai Ziling; she was very patient.

Especially towards Ke Mingye, she hardly ever lost her temper with him.

From childhood to adulthood, the only time she got really mad was when Ke Mingye sulked in an Internet cafe over a tiff with their mom and missed her birthday party.

Back then, Ke Mingye was still in middle school.

He walked back home from the Internet cafe, carrying his backpack, stepped into the elevator, and pressed the button for the 12th floor somewhat nervously.

When the elevator doors opened, a white-haired girl was standing alone at the corridor entrance, leaning against the door of their home. Her hands were behind her back, apparently waiting for someone.

As the sun set in the west, looking through the window at the corridor entrance, the sunset slowly took away the last glimmers of daylight from the land.

She wore a white dress, her head hung low, the strands of her snow white hair gently swaying in the breeze, turned golden by the last rays of the sunset.

Ke Mingye stepped out from the stairway and just stood there looking at her quietly; they both remained silent.

After a while, he asked, “What are you doing?”

She didn’t move from the doorway but stood there with her head bowed, “Today is my birthday…”

“Oh, happy birthday.”

Said Ke Mingye in a low voice, he was about to walk past Bai Ziling, but she didn’t move aside.

“What’s the matter?” he asked.

Bai Ziling remained silent, her face concealed by the hair falling across her forehead.

Ke Mingye tilted his head slightly, his ears faintly catching the sounds of children playing. He turned and looked out the window, watching children running up and down the street below, gripping their kite strings as their kites wobbled uncertainly in the twilight.

“Mom said, you haven’t replied to her message,” she said.

Ke Mingye was silent for a moment, then touched his nose and said, “She smashed my laptop just yesterday, I was so mad I didn’t even want to come home, let alone reply to any messages.”

“Can you let me in now? Mom went out looking for me, and it’ll be really awkward meeting her if I get back too late,” he said, turning to look at Bai Ziling.

“This is the birthday gift mom gave me.”

Bai Ziling spoke softly, then extended her hands which had been hidden behind her back, revealing an elegantly wrapped box.

“I wanted to give it to you, brother. It’s a tablet. But you weren’t here, and I waited until the cake was all eaten, and you still hadn’t come back.”

“I don’t want it.”

“Every time you’re upset, you like to shut yourself away for a long, long time.”

“Aren’t you the same, talking about me?” Ke Mingye turned his cheek, “You even cut your own hair that one time, dummy. It made me have to comfort you by getting a crazy haircut too, and I was laughed at by my classmates for half the term.”

Bai Ziling’s head hung even lower.

“So, when you’re unhappy, I also want to share some of your troubles,” she said.

Then, she looked up, her eyes earnestly fixed on Ke Mingye. Perhaps because she didn’t quite know how to make herself appear more serious, her gaze looked like she was angrily glaring at someone. It was strangely intense, her red eyes almost bulging out.

Ke Mingye had never seen her look like that before and thought she was actually angry, so he quickly conceded, “My fault, my fault, don’t be mad.”

“I’m not mad.”

“Eyes bulging out like that and you say you’re not mad, such a grade schooler.”

“Really not mad.”

“Alright, alright, not mad.”

Ke Mingye muttered, taking the box with the tablet from her, seeing the box labeled with “Bai Ziling to Ke Mingye, no one else is allowed to take it,” the handwriting itself looked fierce, as if it truly was warning others.

He looked down at the inscription, saying, “Let’s play together in the future.”

“Okay.”

Bai Ziling, expressionless, reached out and tugged at Ke Mingye’s hand, “Promise, only you and I can play.”

“Grade schooler, huh,” Ke Mingye said, “then let’s pinky swear.” Saying that, he extended his index finger and hooked it with the girl’s tiny finger, gently shaking it.

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