Surviving the apocalypse with a wife and a system! [GL]

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Heavy Rain Bai Li couldn’t remember how many times she’d been to the airport this month, the third or the fourth time.

She sat in the airport café, picked up her coffee, and finished the last sip. She glanced at the time again—10:27—it was almost time. She got up, placed her cup and saucer at the food service counter, and headed to the arrivals gate.

Yan Cijin had been frequently traveling for work lately, and Bai Li had hoped she would rest well on weekends or stay and explore with her colleagues. But Yan Cijin stubbornly refused, always making short trips back and forth.

Bai Li stopped insisting and started picking up her sister whenever she had free time.

She stood a little distance from the crowd, a tacit understanding she and Yan Cijin had recently reached. Soon, she saw a figure in a white down jacket running towards her, a suitcase rolling on the ground with a clattering sound.

”Why are you running?” Bai Li reached out to smooth her sister’s wind-blown hair.

”I miss you.” Yan Cijin smiled sweetly, her teeth seemingly sparkling.

”I have a gift for you.”

She reached into her down jacket pocket, and with a flick of her wrist, a blueberry jelly lay in her palm.

”What’s this?” Bai Li took it.

”A small dessert from the airplane meal!”

”I had it on my flight there, thought it was delicious, and they had it again on the way back, so I kept it for you.”

Bai Li smiled, head down, and tucked the jelly into her pocket. Then she led her sister to the parking lot.

”When are you leaving?”

”The day after tomorrow, early morning, nine o’clock.”

”I can’t see you off the day after tomorrow, I have a very important morning meeting.” ”

It’s okay, I’ll take a taxi. ”

”The project is almost finished, I’ll have a short vacation then.” She extended a simple invitation.

”I’m not sure, I’ll be a bit busy at the end of the year.”

”Okay, then I’ll take Mom out for a trip.” As she spoke, she opened the trunk, put the luggage in, and then got into the passenger seat.

The weather in Haicheng wasn’t good today; the dark clouds hung low, and it looked like a heavy rain was about to fall. She hid in the car, turned up the heater, and checked two work messages in between.

Bai Li drove towards the central shopping mall, deciding to have a simple brunch before letting her younger sister go home and rest.

Yan Cijin then locked her phone and put it in her bag, turning to look at her sister. She saw the shawl gently draped over her, the pedestrians and scenery rushing past her in the cold wind, her right hand firmly gripping the steering wheel, and her left hand folded against the window frame, supporting her head—she wasn’t driving properly again.

Her gaze lingered on her sister’s face.

”Why are you getting pimples?” Yan Cijin ran her finger around a pimple on the side of her cheek.

”Is it your period?”

”Yeah.”

”Does your stomach hurt?”

”It’s okay this time.” Bai Li’s attention was on the road, unable to spare a glance for her sister.

Yan Cijin then opened the armrest box, took out the painkillers she had put there a long time ago, opened it, and saw there was still a whole strip left. She checked how many loose biscuits were left in the passenger-side toolbox—painkillers shouldn’t be taken on an empty stomach.

”Take your medicine if it hurts, don’t hold it in.”

Bai Li stepped on the brake, stopping the car at the red light, and replied, ”Okay.”

This time, she finally had time to turn her head to look at her sister.

The red light countdown was 52 seconds.

Yan Cijin looked down, pressed the gear shift button, and put the car in Park.

Then she saw her sister release the brake and lean towards her. She went to meet her, kissing her across the center console.

The red light countdown was 39 seconds.

The hand that had been gripping the steering wheel was now gently pinching Yan Cijin’s earlobe.

”...Were you very busy yesterday? You didn’t say goodnight to me.”

”Yeah...it was very late when I got back to the hotel.”

Her voice echoed in the afterglow of their kiss.

”I didn’t sleep well last night.” Bai Li said, biting her sister’s lip.

”I’m sorry...I’ll say goodnight to you first next time, no matter how busy I am.”

”Okay...”

The red light countdown was 8 seconds.

Yan Cijin moved away, reached out to wipe the moisture from her sister’s lips, and then leaned back in her seat.

She thought about why she was so determined to fly back to Haicheng during any vacation longer than a day—it was probably for those few dozen seconds of kissing. For countless moments, each a few dozen seconds long, that allowed Bai Li to act coquettishly towards her.

So she forcibly shifted the focus of the airport from parting to meeting, from thinking of her to kissing her.

She pursed her lips, storing the lingering warmth of the kiss in her stomach.

Half an hour later, the two arrived at the mall. The sky was still overcast, and the rain still hadn’t fallen.

After a quick meal, Bai Li said her perfume was almost finished and she was going to buy a new one on the first floor.

”Did you finish the bottle you mixed so quickly?”

”There’s a little left, I’ll keep it.”

Bai Li found her usual woody perfume, took two bottles, and after paying, handed one to her sister. ”Want it?”

”It doesn’t seem to be my scent.”

”Oh...” Upon hearing this, Bai Li was about to withdraw her hand, a sly disappointment slyly revealed in her tone.

Yan Cijin quickly stopped her retreating wrist, took the perfume bottle, and said, ”You can try it.”

She then hurriedly kissed her sister’s lips.

”Mmm.” This time, her tone was fuller, the disappointment turning into a hint of pride.

Afterwards, the two passed a newly opened pet store at the corner of the mall. Yan Cijin stopped in front of the transparent display window, watching a lazy kitten curled up in a ball, its belly swelling and then flattening with its breathing.

”So cute,” Yan Cijin said softly, as if afraid of waking the kitten from its sleep.

”Want to keep it?”

”No.”

”Too busy, just look.”

The kitten opened its sleepy eyes, its belly contracting forcefully, as if sighing. Then it stood up shakily, tail up, its upper body drooping, stretching.

Bai Li raised her index finger and gently waved it in front of the glass, not daring to touch it, afraid of scaring the kitten.

The light orange kitten was attracted, its eyes following the finger.

”It really is cute,” Bai Li said with a smile. She

continued to tease the cat, calling her, ”Baby, baby,” which made the cat pounce on the glass, trying to grab her hand.

Bai Li called out a few times, and Yan Cijin was extremely jealous.

”The country cat is still the cutest.” She turned to leave.

”Huh?” Her sister followed, and the conversation ended abruptly.

She started bringing up old grievances again, saying, ”Do you know that when Jiang Haitao first met me, he called me Xiao Jin?”

”...Yeah, but he stopped calling me that later, didn’t he? I told him off.”

”What about Sister Xiao Man?” Yan Cijin stopped and looked at her sister.

”...I thought you told her.”

”You didn’t?”

”Of course not.”

”Then call me now.”

Bai Li smiled, ”Yan Cijin.”

”No.” ”

Xiao Jin.”

”Okay.” She was a little satisfied now.

The two drove back to Yan Cijin’s small rented apartment before the rain started. It had been almost a week since they’d been back, but the apartment still looked clean and tidy, with a bag of daily necessities in the entryway.

”Did you buy this?”

”No, Mom bought it for you.”

”Oh...what time are you going back for dinner tonight?”

Bai Li checked the time on her wrist, ”Six o’clock, you can rest for another four hours.”

Hearing this, Yan Cijin went to the small living room, took her laptop out of her bag, and planned to finish the last few things that had been piling up in her mind.

”I have to give a performance review next week, so annoying.” She complained as she adjusted her PowerPoint presentation, casually canceling the silly fade-in/fade-out animation.

”Last time they said my ability to implement plans was terrible, I wonder what they’ll say this time.”

Bai Li sat down on the sofa, took off her shawl and folded it neatly, saying, ”If they think you’re not good enough, your superiors have a responsibility to help you, not to suppress you. Don’t take it too hard.”

”Hmm...”

Bai Li placed the shawl on the side of the sofa. The curtains in the living room were open, but the dark clouds blocked out the light, making the room somewhat dim, which only made the screen seem brighter.

She reached out to turn on the living room light.

”Don’t turn on the light.” Yan Cijin didn’t turn around, but as if she had eyes in the back of her head, she keenly stopped her.

”I’ll be done soon.”

Okay.

She got up, wanting to do something, like tidying up her sister’s messy kitchen, or checking if her clothes were folded in her bedroom.

”Bai Li.”

”Hmm?”

”Sit down, don’t move!” Yan Cijin was a little anxious.

So she had no choice but to sit back on the sofa and wait idly for more than ten minutes.

Finally, the light on the screen went out.

The person sitting on the floor turned around to look at her, her eyes wet, as if a few drops of rain were hidden in them even though they hadn’t fallen.

Yan Cijin got up and sat on her sister’s right leg—just her right leg.

”Bai Li...”

”Mmm...”

She leaned down to kiss her, and the rain that had been accumulating outside the window all day finally began to fall.

She pressed herself tightly against her sister’s leg, a little impatient.

”What’s wrong?” Bai Li asked her softly.

”...”

—What do you think?

She hooked her hand and said, ”I really missed you, touch me.”

Raindrops pattered on the ground. Eventually, they all seemed to gather in a certain part of her body.

She let out a soft moan, tensely accepting it.

The rain outside the window grew heavier, and she gasped for breath, calling her, ”Sister... Sister.”

”Mmm...”

”Call me...”

”Xiao Jin.”

That’s not right.

She suppressed her discomfort and nestled into Bai Li’s arms, whispering shyly in her ear, ”Use that cat toy...”

She heard her sister chuckle softly, then, knowing exactly what to do, call her, ”Baby...”

She continued to tease the cat with that same finger.

Ah—.

All the rain that had been hidden in the dark clouds poured out at once.

The entire city, including her body, was submerged.

The cat in her arms stretched out its paw to scratch the side of her neck, looking dissatisfied. And the cat toy that had been teasing her, she seemed unable to catch it no matter how hard she tried.

The kitten chased and chased, spinning around in circles, but still couldn’t get it.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in from outside the window, causing raindrops to pelt the glass balcony door with a sudden, abrupt sound. The kitten flinched.

”Don’t be afraid, it’s just rain...”

”Mmm...”

She chased after the cat toy again; the sticky air, like it contained catnip, made her feel excited.

She continued to play with it.

Chasing and chasing—

finally, she caught it. She held tightly to the previously disobedient cat toy, preventing it from escaping.

Finally, she caught up.

She arrived.

The kitten’s belly swelled and then flattened in her sister’s arms, rising and falling in rhythm with the falling rain.

Her mind was a jumble; her tiny heart held a million thoughts in that moment: the 1200-kilometer flight, the unexpectedly delicious blueberry jelly, the future scent she would share with her sister, the adorable, pale orange kitten stretching lazily...

The raindrops blurred these thousand thoughts, yet retained her only wish—to love her like this forever.

In every kind of weather, in every second.

Even though she was about to leave Haicheng again, when all the rain in the world merged together, love began to flow, and the timeline of love converged once more.

Her sister’s hand gently pinched her earlobe again, and on that rainy afternoon, she softly called her,

”Baby.”

”Good baby.”

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To be continued.