Feign Compliance

Rae Bennett held the gift in her hand and placed it, along with her hand, into Wyatt Wright's palm, "For you."

She opened her palms, and something cold and icy fell into his hand.

"Jade?"

Rae withdrew her hand, "It's a jade carving of Moray Island."

It was a piece of milky white jade with uneven textures on its surface, shaped like a cloud.

The cloud represented the shape of the landmass of Moray Island, and the uneven textures depicted the hills and seas of the island. Although it was so small, not even half the size of a palm, it was exquisitely carved.

Wyatt looked at his own palm. This jade must have been of the finest quality; in just a moment, it had lost its coolness and felt warm in his hand.

"I've heard that Moray Island is the most beautiful country in the world. Have you been there?"

Wyatt said, "I have."

He had seen Moray Island's Grandma River, Mount Aden, and the Brazilian flame flowers on Hamilton Prosperity Street.

Rae had never been there or seen it, "Is it really that beautiful?"

"Mm."

Very beautiful.

There are many beautiful places in this world, so many that his camera couldn't hold them all.

Rae stood on the step, her body leaning slightly downwards, her gaze slowly approaching his face. She reached out, her fingertip gently grazing the warm jade in his palm, "Then you have to take good care of the Moray Island I gave you. I have many more countries, and perhaps one day you'll be able to put together an entire world."

She owned a villa, with many rooms in the villa, and in the rooms were cages; cages edged with rubies and pink diamonds. Inside the cages, there were many, many jade carvings of countries.

If they were all put together, it was the whole world that Wyatt liked.

"Goodnight."

She smiled at him and turned to leave first this time.

Wyatt stood still, not moving a step until the voice-controlled light went off.

Inside the house, Miss Watson, listening in the corner, was like this: Ahhhhhh!

With the dowry given, how far could grandchildren be!

Rae Bennett was in high spirits tonight and decided to do a live stream to boost her mood. Once all the equipment was connected, she logged into the backend and started her live broadcast.

She rented a three-room flat with one room as a bedroom, one for live streaming, and one that she kept locked, hiding things that she couldn't show to others.

The external camera was not covered, but angled well, only capturing her double ear microphone, her hands, and the wall behind her with pink wallpaper.

"Good evening."

The double ear microphone had great sound pickup. She lowered her voice to the softest whisper, as if murmuring in one's ear.

"Today is a special rain sound edition."

She streamed randomly, without a fixed schedule, and wasn't a talent or conversation host, even though she was a bit famous in the ASMR community. Her fans on the platform weren't numerous, just over three hundred thousand, and they gradually trickled in.

[First]

[Checking in]

[Good evening, Ruby]

[Here I come～]

It had rained that afternoon.

Wyatt liked rainy days a lot.

Rae took out something resembling a kaleidoscope, "This is called a rain stick. It's a type of sound imitating instrument and also a musical one. Some places even use it to call for rain. It should be available online, or you can make one yourself. I'll post the instructions in the comments section if you're interested in trying."

She twirled the rain stick in her hands, and immediately, a pitter-patter sound emanated from it.

It was the sound of rain.

[Ahhhhh]

[My scalp is tingling]

[I love this sound]

[The cranial climax came a bit too quick today]

[Am I the only one fixated on Ruby's hands the whole time?]

[Me too! A treat for hand fetishists!!!]

[Ruby is speaking so tenderly today]

[Are you in love?]

Rae slid the rain stick in her hand, "I'm not."

She rarely spoke while making sound effects, but today was an exception.

Her voice was soft, as if in complaint, "He's very hard to pursue."

Although it was clearly a complaint, the fans detected a hint of indulgent laughter.

The comments were full of strategizing advice.

[Beauty Trap yyds]

[Use your voice to captivate him!]

[Hands work too; Ruby's hands are absolutely killer!]

[Hard push, hard push, hard push!]

[I remember Ruby did a special with cage-tapping sounds, let's go with an imprisonment play~]

The streamer on the screen clearly slowed her movements down, definitely carefully reading the strategies of her fans.

After twirling the rain stick for a few minutes, she put it away, then dragged the tripod and moved the double ear microphone further away.

[Awoo! I just saw Ruby's legs]

[Requesting the link for the pajamas]

[Based on my observation, Ruby must be a tall and slender lady]

[Let's discuss, is it possible to show your face, I'll pay]

Rae Bennett covered the microphone with a plastic bag and then propped open a black umbrella above the tripod; water then started pouring down.

She played pre-edited thunder sounds.

[Wow]

[It sounds just like real rain]

[I love this sound so muchhh]

[This is more professional than a professional foley artist]

[Even though it's constantly raining in the headphones, it's not loud at all]

"It's a shower," Rae Bennett said.

The sound of the rain on the umbrella was rushed; it struck with a clear and loud tinkling.

Rainy weather is a feast for the ears.

The sound of the raindrops gradually softened until they slowly came to a stop.

Rae Bennett removed the umbrella and placed a partition above the double ear microphone; the dropping water mimicked the dripping noise from the eaves after the rain has stopped.

It was a very soporific sound, a blessing for individuals with insomnia.

[Getting sleepy]

[Ruby's sleep aid is so effective]

[Can't hold on, I'll watch the replay tomorrow]

[Goodnight, Ruby]

She removed the partition, took off the plastic bag, and moved closer to the double ear microphone: "Goodnight."

There was also a soft murmur afterwards, and fans who were originally drowsy suddenly snapped awake.

[I think I just heard Ruby calling 'brother']

[I heard it too]

[There's a name in front!]

[It must be the young man Ruby's crushing on]

[Ahh, I can't sleep now, I'm so curious]

[Long Brother, no need to thank me]

[Egg Brother, no need to thank me]

[Ira Tuffin Brother, no need to thank me]

[Nangong Wentian Brother, no need to thank me]

[...]

The live stream ended, and Rae Bennett turned off the equipment.

Goodnight, Wyatt.

It was already midnight, and the residential area was quiet, all was still.

Wyatt was dreaming, and in the dream, a girl was calling him.

"Wyatt."

Her voice was very pleasant, sweet: "Besides cameras, do you have anything else that you really like?"

Someone answered: "Mountains, rivers, stars, sunrise."

It was the voice of a young man.

The girl complained: "I can't buy any of these." She seemed to be laughing, "So, do I have to give you a whole world?"

The dream was heavy with mist, one layer of haze overlaying another.

Wyatt wanted to part the mist, to touch the girl's face, but the dream faded away.