It's just The Sims, how did it become my ideal love story?

Chapter 11 Get on the bus!
Gu Huai knew that his reaction would definitely not satisfy Chen Pinyan, and might even make her feel disgusted and dissatisfied.

But these things are not important.

Some things were no longer up for discussion once Chen Pinyan brought up the money.

Of course, as an adult, Gu Huai cannot expect others to help him unconditionally without any benefit in return.

This is an extremely low-probability event; it is a kindness that cannot be hoped for or believed in.

But is the trouble I'm facing now something I deserve?

Is it normal for someone to simply hand over their living expenses, swallow their anger, and not put up any resistance?

Is it the norm in this world to just submit when you're bullied?

It shouldn't be like this.

Therefore, making Gu Huai pay any additional price is something he cannot accept right now.

When I entered the simulation again, the system reminded me that it would issue rewards based on my performance in the simulation.

It's called The Perfect Life Simulator.

If we solve problems the way Chen Pinyan suggested, what will the result be? Simply relive the life we've already experienced.

A life of swallowing one's anger, living in obscurity, and not daring to even raise one's voice when answering questions.

Even when answering questions correctly, they lack confidence and even doubt themselves when questioned.

That's a complete life simulation game, what kind of nonsense is that?
Since he had been given this opportunity, and since he had unexpectedly learned that the results of the simulation might even affect the current reality, then these were not the choices he should make.

That's not crazy enough.

That's not hysterical enough.

All compromises are nothing more than attempts to return to one's comfort zone, to relive the experiences that were once shrouded in the shadows of life, and to truly expose the scars.

What would be the best approach?
Even now, Gu Huai isn't sure if he can do it, but he doesn't have any other ideas or think about being too thorough.

This isn't like the perfect battle of wits depicted in novels or movies and TV series. Those are merely dramatic interpretations; such things never happen in real life. What we encounter more often are nauseating social niceties and complexities.

Since the system tells me to do what I want to do and become who I want to be, I should...

Then give it a try.

Those regrettable choices I didn't make, those crossroads I always thought I made the wrong choices, and this utterly terrible reality of life—seemingly alive but actually seeing no bright future.

Screw them all.

Gu Huai stepped out of the school gate.

On a summer evening, night hasn't fallen yet; in fact, the sky is still quite bright.

Although it was a sunset, it wasn't quite at the point where the sky was ablaze with fire.

My normal routine is to find a cheap steamed dish restaurant outside the school at this time, eat a few cheap dishes, and then go back to the classroom to rest for a while before preparing for evening self-study.

But there is no doubt about it.

If you make that choice today, there's a very high chance you'll be cornered in the restaurant, then taken out by a group of people, verbally threatened, and then beaten up.

Perhaps I could be a little obsessive and crazy and choose to explode against them.

But what would the outcome be? Going from being in the right to being in the wrong, even facing the consequences of causing harm. A criminal record, and then compensation?
That was indeed insane, but it would have made his life even more irreversible. That was not a choice Gu Huai would consider.

Leaving school today, he felt more attention than usual. He couldn't quite pinpoint who was paying attention to him, but he figured Chen Pinyan was right about at least one thing.

Since Zhang Xun wanted to take revenge on him, he would definitely have someone keep an eye on him and find out his whereabouts so that he could find a place to ambush him.

It doesn't matter who's watching me anymore.

Gu Huai strode away from the school gate, getting further and further away.

Instead of finding a place to eat, they gradually deviated from their planned route, but this was not aimless wandering.

As fewer and fewer people in school uniforms could be seen around, even the sweltering summer breeze seemed to pick up speed.

Gu Huai, who had been on high alert, saw several people emerge from the alley on the left. They were about the same age as Zhang Xun and even dressed similarly, all wearing tight clothing from head to toe.

Most importantly, the moment they came out, their eyes locked onto him, and they began to walk towards him without any attempt to hide it. Their pace quickened.

Of course, Gu Huai reacted immediately without any hesitation.

He took off running. Because he had to attend evening self-study, the boy who didn't bring a schoolbag didn't experience the youthfulness of this body. Without the constraints of a schoolbag, without the pressure of survival and the heavy burden of the work environment in real life.

He immediately sprinted forward.

Upon seeing Gu Huai start running, the three or four people immediately took off running as well.

"Don't run! Damn it! Grab him!"

They even started running and shouting in the middle of the street.

Gu Huai hadn't even taken two steps yet.

"You dare to run?! Damn it! Chase after me!"

Three more figures appeared ahead, one of whom was Zhang Xun!
They appeared from directly in front of them.

Left with no other choice, Gu Huai had to temporarily change his direction, disregarding traffic rules, and quickly ran towards the alley next to him.

"Over there! Chase after him! Chase the hell out of him!!"

Gu Huai didn't know why, but in movies and TV series, thugs would always shout while chasing someone.

I don't understand the point. Does yelling at the other person make them stop? Or does shouting increase your speed? Why don't you see athletes yelling at the Olympics?

Gu Huai didn't say a word. He would only occasionally glance at how far away they were from him before sprinting away.

have to say.

These energetic young men may not be good at much else, but they're certainly fast runners.

I thought I had done my best and used every trick in the book, such as rummaging through trash cans and haphazardly parked bicycles while running.

To create obstacles for the five or six people chasing him.

These people were like hurdlers, frantically leaping over these obstacles, running past one passerby after another to catch up with Gu Huai.

To be honest, this body is starting to feel a bit strained; it seems I underestimated the distance between my destination and myself.

There's still one more street to go!
Now these people are getting closer and closer, and maybe one of them will pounce on me soon and then work together to drag me into the nearest alley and beat me up.

Although I could say that I tried my best, this result is not what I wanted at all.

How to do?
Just as Gu Huai's adrenaline was surging and he dared not stop for a moment, his legs were already very heavy and he could no longer feel light.

"Shh!"

The sound of something rushing by was like a gust of wind passing by.

Gu Huai was stunned for a moment. He didn't want to be taken away by a dump truck while running, which would be a real death before he even got started.

But when he looked closely...

It turned out to be a scooter, also known as a "ghost fire," parked right behind me.

The effect was obvious. The thugs who were chasing him were startled. No one wanted to be hit, so stopping and running away was their instinctive reaction.

"How do you drive?!"

someone roared.

But Gu Huai also stopped in his tracks, because he saw who the owner of the ghost fire was.

"Cai Yan?!"

She wasn't wearing a helmet at all, her ponytail was a bit messy, and her long legs, which were hidden by her school uniform, were straddling the will-o'-the-wisp.

The ghostly girl, appearing as if a divine warrior had descended from the heavens, looked at him.

"What are you standing there for? Get in the car, you idiot!"

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(End of this chapter)