When he saw the large heart in the center, Xue Xing couldn’t help but flinch slightly.

How could he describe this feeling? It was so strange. It was as if two unrelated people had suddenly become connected, no longer strangers.

Xue Xing’s hands trembled as he held his phone. There were some things he desperately wanted to ask, but he was afraid to. He worried that if he did, they might not even be friends anymore.

"What are you standing there for? Let’s team up," Si Wen’s voice rang in his ear, snapping Xue Xing back to reality.

"Oh, oh, okay~"

With this new "relationship," Xue Xing felt a surge of motivation as he played. After one round, Si Wen complimented him, "You’re a good support."

Now when they played, Si Wen was usually the marksman and Xue Xing was the support. Since teaming up with him, her skills had improved dramatically; she no longer lost as frequently. Out of five matches, they now won at least three. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

This made Si Wen even more inclined to play with Xue Xing. Basically, if he wasn’t available, she didn’t feel like playing at all. Playing with anyone else just didn’t feel the same. It wasn’t just King’s Game; she didn’t even want to play her old favorite, LoL.

"Let’s go again."

"Okay~"

Just as he was about to start the second match, Xue Xing saw a team invitation pop up on his screen. It was from his good friend, Fatty Xiong.

Fatty Xiong’s real name was Guo Xiong, but because he was tall and sturdy, everyone called him Fatty Xiong or Big Bear. Since Xue Xing was close to him, he usually just called him Fatty Xiong.

"Sister Si Wen, a good friend of mine wants to play a game with me. Should I invite him?" Xue Xing asked.

"Go ahead and invite him."

After getting Si Wen’s approval, Xue Xing immediately invited Fatty Xiong to the team.

"Hey! Don’t tell me you two are duo-queuing!" Fatty Xiong’s boisterous voice came through as soon as he joined. "Damn, it really is a duo queue. I’m out of here..."

However, the moment he joined, Si Wen started the match. It was too late for him to leave.

"Big Bear, if you dare to quit, don’t even think about asking me to play games with you again," Xue Xing said.

Fatty Xiong was speechless. Great, I’ve boarded a pirate ship, haven’t I?

But even with that thought, Fatty Xiong didn’t quit. Instead, he clicked confirm.

"Xing Zai, when did you get a girlfriend?" Fatty Xiong asked after settling in.

Xue Xing’s hand trembled slightly. He subconsciously glanced at Si Wen, but seeing that she didn’t seem to have heard, he quickly explained, "Don’t talk nonsense. She’s not my girlfriend. She’s my sister-in-law’s best friend."

"Your sister-in-law? You mean the one who’s as beautiful as a fairy?" Fatty Xiong had heard Xue Xing talk about his gorgeous sister-in-law back at school. Initially, he hadn’t believed it. How beautiful could anyone possibly be? Then he saw her on TV...

Man, was I ever jealous. Fatty Xiong had wondered more than once why he didn’t have an older brother. If he had one, would his brother have found him such a beautiful sister-in-law? Think of the bragging rights! But after mulling it over, he came to a conclusion. Finding a girlfriend as beautiful as Xue Xing’s sister-in-law was practically impossible, unless his ancestral tomb was smoking to bless him with incredible luck. But how many families had ancestral tombs that could smoke like that? Besides, for a girlfriend like her, a little smoke wouldn’t be enough. It would have to be a whole bonfire.

"Yeah," Xue Xing said, his face beaming with pride when he spoke of Lin Xi. His voice grew louder without him even realizing it.

Si Wen glanced up at him, but Xue Xing was too absorbed in his chat with Fatty Xiong to notice. He continued, "My sister-in-law is the most beautiful girl in the world."

"That’s for sure. Your brother is amazing for getting such a beautiful girlfriend. I’m so jealous."

"Of course. My brother is the best brother in the world," Xue Xing declared, his heart swelling with pride.

"I’ve heard that pretty girls have pretty friends, so your girlfriend must be gorgeous, too."

The conversation had circled back to the original topic.

Xue Xing said, exasperated, "I told you, she’s not my girlfriend."

"Who are you kidding? You guys even have the couple’s link established. If you’re not dating, then what are you, brothers?" Fatty Xiong said disbelievingly.

"Exactly. We’re just bros."

"You’re definitely making excuses."

"Who made a rule that good bros can’t use the couple’s link?"

Fatty Xiong thought about it. He had, in fact, seen quite a few guys use the couple’s link with their friends. As for why, only they would know.

As they were talking, the game began. In this round, Xue Xing was support again, and he picked Yao Mei. Si Wen was using Lu Ban No.7. Fatty Xiong, who usually jungled, picked Han Xin. The other two were randoms: Ancila in the mid lane and Ma Chao in the top lane. It was actually a very good team composition.

However, not long after the game started, Si Wen gave up first blood to the enemy.

Xue Xing had played so many games with her, and this was the first time she had ever made such a mistake. In fact, even when Si Wen played by herself, she never messed up like this.

"Sister Si Wen, it’s okay. Let’s just focus on farming," Xue Xing comforted her.

Si Wen didn’t say anything. After respawning, she returned to the bot lane. The opposing marksman was Marco Polo, with Sun Bin as support. Xue Xing and Si Wen had faced this duo before and had always crushed them, but this time, it was completely reversed. Si Wen was practically getting killed the moment she returned to the lane.

Xue Xing was speechless, but he didn’t dare say anything more. He couldn’t help but wonder, though.

What’s going on with Sister Si Wen? If I wasn’t sitting right across from her, I’d seriously suspect someone else was playing on her account.

After it happened a few more times, Fatty Xiong couldn’t hold back. "Xing Zai, what’s going on with you two? The game’s not even four minutes in, and your lane has died four times."

In the early game, he had been busy jungling and helping the other lanes. But every time, the marksman was already dead before he could get there; there was no time to save her. Eventually, he stopped trying to gank other lanes and focused on theirs. Yet, she still died.

"Xing Zai, you’d better come roam with me. Otherwise, we’re going to lose."

Xue Xing glanced at Si Wen instinctively. Her phone screen showed a respawn timer. She didn’t seem to react to Fatty Xiong’s words, but Xue Xing had a gut feeling that she was angry.

"Just play your own game," Xue Xing replied.

Fatty Xiong was exasperated. Sure enough, couples are the worst, always stuck to each other even when they’re feeding. I should probably play with Xing Zai less often from now on to avoid getting dragged down.

Ten minutes into the game, Si Wen’s score had gloriously reached 0-10. A score like that was disastrous in any context.

At that moment, the enemy Marco Polo couldn’t resist and typed in all-chat, "Yao Mei, this marksman is trash. Team up with me next game. I’m a sick marksman; I’ll carry you."