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Rebirth: Exclusive Love in the End of the World-Chapter 55 - The Disappearance of the Reader in the
Chapter 55: Chapter 55: The Disappearance of the Reader in the Mini Theater
Chapter 55 -55: The Disappearance of the Reader in the Mini Theater
This chapter is just some fun by the author and is unrelated to the main plot. You can ignore it to avoid affecting your reading experience.
——Inside the villa——
Han Jiaojiao sat on the sofa with her laptop, looking depressed.
Han Yi walked over with a glass of milk and handed it to her.
“What’s wrong? Are you not happy, baby?”
Han Jiaojiao took the milk but didn’t drink it, puffing her cheeks and poking the computer screen, “Brother, the number of people reading these past few days has really dropped!”
Han Yi sat next to her, “How do you know it’s decreased?”
“The popularity value and the increase in collection numbers are less than half of what they were before.”
“Why worry about that? It’s not like we wrote the story anyway.” Han Yi said nonchalantly as he wrapped his arms around Han Jiaojiao’s waist, gently caressing her over her clothes.
Han Jiaojiao rested her cheeks in her hands and sighed, “Ah, I’m worried for the author. What if she’s too disheartened to write anymore? I haven’t had enough time with you, brother…”
Han Yi smiled, kissed her cheek, and said, “It’s okay — it’s the end of the year now, and many students are busy with exams. Of course, they can’t read novels now, studies come first. It’ll be better during the winter break.”
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“Oh, that’s reassuring,” Han Jiaojiao closed her computer and mused, “I hope those students get good grades so they can receive more gift money during the New Year… and then the author can enjoy a flood of donations.”
“Alright, stop thinking about that. Drink up your milk, then brush your teeth and go to bed.”
Han Jiaojiao looked at Han Yi, hesitant and under pressure, she sipped the milk slowly and mumbled, “…Brother, I didn’t realize so many readers were students… do you think…”
“Hmm.” Han Yi raised an eyebrow at her.
“You know… with so many students watching… we… um… could we perhaps refrain from doing those naughty things in the future…” Han Jiaojiao said, looking down and nervously twisting her fingers.
“No,” Han Yi replied decisively.
Han Jiaojiao stared blankly at Han Yi. Han Yi took the empty cup from her hand and pulled her towards the stairs—
“No, no, brother, we shouldn’t…”
Bang—
The door closed, shutting out all sounds.