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

Chapter 15: The Collaborator, Right?

Chapter 15: The Collaborator, Right?
When the white light completely faded.

Taking off my helmet, I saw that the sun was shining brightly outside.

The helmet showed that I slept for 10 hours this time.

He had forgotten how long it had been since he had slept, and even though he could feel tired and exhausted during the simulation, once he took off his helmet, his body truly felt like he had taken a nap.

The first thing to do, of course, is...
Come to the mirror.

He looked at himself now.

My dark circles have faded a bit, and the bloodshot in my eyes has decreased significantly.

As for facial features
"Damn it, do I have to be seventy or eighty to feel like I'm handsome? Am I that bad?"

I feel a bit cheated, but people always like to pay the price for their image in ways they may regret, and this habit is hard to break.

I received a call from Xu Cheng while rushing to catch the bus.

"Are you still alive?"

The very first sentence she uttered almost made Gu Huai roll his eyes to the heavens, while the young woman eating snail rice noodles next to him had already made Gu Huai frown somewhat.

Has the way we greet each other become like this?

"Of course I'll tell you. I texted you last night and you didn't reply. You've been in such bad shape lately. I'm afraid you might suddenly die in that tiny rented room and no one will find you for a week."

Hearing Xu Cheng's blunt words, Gu Huai didn't feel offended at all; on the contrary, he felt a sense of warmth.

In this vast provincial capital, he was grateful to have a friend like Xu Cheng who cared whether he lived or died. The worst future he could imagine was dying and being left undiscovered, an unclaimed corpse in the morgue.

"Isn't there you? You'll definitely find me." Looking at the familiar street scene outside the window, the bright sunlight would spill onto the scale-like glass windows of the tall buildings, turning them into shimmering gold flakes. Every time Gu Huai saw this scene, he was filled with confusion.

Do the people who live and work there know that in the eyes of others they seem to live in a palace, surrounded by a halo?

"Get lost, stop saying such unlucky things. It's annoying to hear you keep talking about life and death."

"What do you want from me at this hour?"

Gu Huai slightly curled the corners of his mouth. He couldn't even remember the last time he had laughed in real life, except for the simulation. Oh wait, the last time Zhong Xinyang failed to become the team leader, he laughed like an idiot.

"How's the sleep pod working?"

"It's somewhat effective; at least I can fall asleep now."

"That's good. Remember to write a review. Even if I give it to you for free, you can't just do nothing. I've already pulled some strings for you, so don't expect me to clean up your mess."

"Aren't these two consecutive steps?"

"It's a bit disgusting, Gu Huai. I think you really need to find a girlfriend. Sexual orientation can change without you even realizing it."

Upon hearing the word "girlfriend," Gu Huai naturally pictured Cai Yan in his mind, albeit in two different ways: one young and charming, the other aloof and mature.

That's the bad thing about men; once life gets a little better, they start fantasizing about unrealistic things. They easily treat attractive women around them, with whom they have good relationships, as possessions, like animals.

In essence, I don't know anything about Cai Yan's life now. Maybe she already has a boyfriend, or even a fiancé, or even a husband?

I habitually pour cold water on myself to cool down.

"Do I look like I have the qualities to date? I have neither money nor time."

"You have the nerve to say that? Who told you to be such a hardcore ox? Now that you've gotten some rest, try to work less overtime. Dating isn't as difficult as you think. It's not like marriage; you don't need to verify someone's background right away. What if you find someone you click with who's willing to love you to death, disregard everything, and share both joy and sorrow with you?"

"Then I would probably feel that I am not worthy."

"You're hopeless, you're really hopeless."

"Hahaha, just kidding."

"Where's the joke?"

"Because no one will ever love me to death, isn't that a joke?"

Gu Huai's question caused Xu Cheng to fall silent.

The bus, vibrating slightly, turned the corner, and from there came Xu Cheng's voice, which sounded like he was gritting his teeth.

"I've made up my mind to help you find a girlfriend. Wait, I'll figure something out. Remember to write me your experience report later. I'm hanging up now."

"it is good."

Hang up.

Looking at the message on my phone screen, it was indeed sent by Xu Cheng last night. As for why I didn't notice it this morning...
Gu Huai had long since given up the expectation of checking the screen as soon as he woke up to see if anyone was looking for him or sending him messages.

I don't know why Xu Cheng is so insistent on finding a girlfriend to change his current half-dead state.

He had no responsibilities or obligations to himself, but the world is a strange place. Perhaps the reason he is still alive is because he has good friends who don't want him to die.

The bus has arrived at the station.

Finally, I'm rid of that weird snail rice noodle smell. Smoking is not allowed on buses, so why are people allowed to eat strange foods? And why are people allowed to watch videos with the volume turned up to the maximum?
I'm so annoying.

Instead of going in immediately, he lit a cigarette outside the company gate.

Smoking is prohibited in the company, except in the executives' offices, but ordinary employees are not allowed to smoke in the executives' offices. Why are there always these strange, abstract rules around us?

Bathed in the summer sun, Gu Huai, smoking by the flower bed, watched smoke rings drift away in front of him.

He inexplicably thought of blowing bubbles when he was a child, and how he would go to great lengths to blow the biggest bubble and then pop it himself. Did he ever imagine back then that he would be blowing smoke rings with the same mouth shape decades later?

Thinking about this makes me want to laugh for no reason.

But before he could fully smile, his smile froze in the next moment.

A white BMW, with its sleek lines, pulled up neatly in front of the company.

He had only glanced at it casually, but the figure that stepped out of the car naturally caught Gu Huai's attention.

Black high heels, knee-high black stockings. A clean and crisp women's blouse also possesses an unusual charm on her.

Cai Yan got out of the BMW and prepared to walk towards the company entrance.

A man's voice came from inside the car.

"I didn't take anything!"

From this angle, he can see the man in the driver's seat.

He looked sharp and mature in his suit.

He has the kind of aura that makes him look like a successful person, and perhaps it's this BMW that adds enough persuasiveness to his image.

But at this moment, Gu Huai's smile simply wouldn't appear on his face.

"Oh."

Cai Yan calmly turned around and took the folder from the other person's hand.

The man waved tenderly and affectionately.

"Be careful and have a safe commute to work!"

Cai Yan did not respond.

Even without a response, some of the mental preparations I had made beforehand, and my cruel fantasies, seemed to have been confirmed.

It's unlikely that any man would willingly let go of a woman like that.
Gu Huai saw that the other person was walking towards him, and he immediately wanted to turn around and pretend that he hadn't seen anything. Actually, he had no reason to feel guilty; it was probably just that he wasn't prepared to face anything.

Whether you know something or not won't affect the outcome, but eye contact in these situations can feel like a slow, sharp cut.

It just hasn't finished its action yet.

"Clap!"

"what!"

A slightly panicked scream brought him to an abrupt halt. Turning his head, he saw Cai Yan, who seemed to have twisted her ankle in her high heels, stumble and almost fall, dropping the folder on the ground, scattering papers all over the floor.

Actually, this has nothing to do with me. Maybe she didn't even notice I was there. I should just sneak away now.

After all, to be fair, I'm not a particularly friendly person either. I probably would have chosen to turn a blind eye to other colleagues in the same situation, but there's nothing I can do, she's my boss now.

Gu Huai walked over and helped pick up the scattered papers on the ground.

"Thank you, Gu Huai?"

Cai Yan raised her head and stared at herself with a somewhat surprised expression.

Sure enough, no one noticed.

Why are you meddling in other people's business?
Gu Huai forced an awkward smile. "Team Leader Cai, you didn't fall, did you?"

Cai Yan nodded, then awkwardly reached out and touched the strands of hair at her temples.

"It's nothing. Thank you."

"It's okay, it's only right for colleagues to help each other."

He tried his best to appear sincere and tactful.

But upon hearing this, Cai Yan couldn't help but smile inexplicably.

"Really? But it seems that your other colleagues don't see you as having this quality."

Gu Huai had no way to retort to these words.

Hmm, it seems I really am the most vicious one in Propaganda Team Two.

His notable achievements include verbally abusing colleagues, ignoring requests for him to work overtime, and never taking responsibility for colleagues' mistakes.

"Well, there's nothing I can do, I guess I'm just naturally unlikable."

"is it?"

"I have to go to work now, so I'll be going now."

Talking to a woman like that for even a few minutes makes me feel unworthy. It turns out that reality isn't a simulation; I simply don't have that kind of confidence to act recklessly.

Perhaps it was the presence of that BMW that made him want to end the conversation and leave the relationship at its most superficial level.

But as soon as he stood up, he heard the woman's slightly complaining words.

"Why are you in such a hurry? With me here, who would say you're late?"

"what?"

I said, let's go together.

The woman looked away and turned her head.

Gu Huai felt that these words were unreal.

But seemingly to enhance the so-called authenticity of Gu Huai, Cai Yan looked at him again.

"Why are you walking so far? Keep an eye on me, I'm afraid I'll fall again."

"Why would you wear high heels so easily?"

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, Team Leader Cai, come this way."