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

Chapter 252 is amazing! (Second update!)
Youth is wonderful.

Gu Huai ate the delicious food that Cai Yan had brought him while sitting in his seat, thinking to himself.

In real life, you need to be mindful of your words and actions at all times, because in many stressful workplaces, others cannot accept you being too unrestrained.

Everyone else is struggling to make ends meet, so why are you so happy?
So you think you're the only one who's optimistic and has a good attitude?

Just wait for everyone to spread rumors about you and frantically smear you behind your back!
What company hired a lunatic, a schizophrenic, who's happy about something every day? Probably because he's always slacking off and not working hard, or maybe he's taking kickbacks from others.

This is why Gu Huai is willing to let loose more in the simulation.

Because no one cares if you change your personality every day. Even if you're laughing and doing abstract things in one class and then lying on your desk pretending to be melancholy in the next, no one will think much of it. At most, they'll assume you got dumped in an online relationship.

If you make it more abstract, more people will be willing to play with you, because at least there will be some fun to be had.

"what about the taste?"

Although Cai Yan didn't make it, she brought it herself, and she inexplicably felt a certain responsibility. Cai Yan didn't want to ask, but hearing the sounds of people eating so deliciously behind her, she couldn't help but ask.

The answer is obvious; asking was merely to satisfy a shallow sense of smugness.

"Not bad, smooth on the palate, and goes down smoothly."

"Pfft, you're drinking baijiu?"

Cai Yan couldn't help but laugh.

However, Gu Huai wasn't entirely talking nonsense; it was indeed quite delicious. It wasn't just a simple rice dish with toppings; it seemed to be a mix of dishes that Cai Yan and Lulu had eaten, with a little bit of each dish spread on top of the white, sticky rice.

The abundant oil and water will naturally seep downwards, and because the coating is spread relatively evenly, Gu Huai's stirring steps are unnecessary.

He ate a mouthful of rice and a mouthful of vegetables, the rich, oily, and salty flavor filling his mouth. He didn't know what layers or textures it had; he only knew that if it tasted good, it tasted good, and if it didn't, it didn't.

"Just kidding, but it really tasted great. Which restaurant did you eat at? Take me there next time."

Gu Huai said it casually, since he often chatted like this with his colleagues at the company. Essentially, it was a way of highly praising the other person's taste and providing rich emotional value to offset the gratitude for asking them to bring him food.

As for the last sentence, "It's a free gift, buy one get one free," no one will actually take it seriously.

But they forgot that this was a simulation, and most of the participants were high school sophomores who were not yet adults.

Should I take him next time?
So, do you mean alone? Like when we ate together last time?
Thinking of this, the rain from her memory seemed to pour down directly into her heart, yet it couldn't wet her hair.

The girl's cheeks flushed slightly; it seemed as if cherry blossoms were blooming on the tips of her ears, even though it wasn't the season for them to bloom.

"Um"

She lowered her voice and spoke softly.

Gu Huai didn't think too much about it, nor did he notice the other person's expression; he was completely absorbed in savoring the food. This is fucking delicious! Are there any restaurants this good near the school? Sure enough, he was too poor in high school; he never had the chance to enjoy such things.

However, Gu Huai was eating so deliciously that Cai Yan forgot to turn around and instead watched him eat with a serious expression.

It's a shame this person isn't a food vlogger.

But forget it, maybe he shouldn't do mukbang. Looking at this fair-skinned, handsome young man, the thought of him having a huge appetite like Ryoko's is just too disheartening.

No matter how good a person's natural features are, if they become too fat, it will be unacceptable to others.

Only those who have actually raised pigs know how good his foundation is, right? It's just a useless consolation.

But as she watched, the tiny bit of resentment she felt for bringing him food vanished without a trace. It was like feeding small animals. She used to not understand why anyone would spend money to go to the zoo and then spend money to buy food to feed the animals. How many dishes would you eat yourself?

Now she understands a little.

They devoured the food they had brought themselves, as if they had received a strange sense of healing.

She even chuckled softly.

When Gu Huai finished eating and looked up, he noticed that the girl in front of him was humming softly. What was she thinking about?
"What are you laughing at? I have rice grains on my face too?"

Instantly, it reminded Cai Yan of something: that bastard had stuffed rice grains from her face into his mouth! Just thinking about it made her face burn and her body go weak.

"roll!"

"Alright, this roll will last a lifetime."

Gu Huai stood up.

Actually not.

He simply got up, threw the food he had finished into the trash can at the back of the classroom, and then sat back down.

Taking advantage of this brief but precious time, Cai Yan also adjusted her emotions. She couldn't take this jerk too seriously; he always found a way to annoy her.

Don't get angry, don't get angry, anger will ruin your health and no one can take your place. Silently repeat this a few times.

She regained her usual aloof demeanor, raised an eyebrow, and asked haughtily, "There's a tug-of-war competition this afternoon. Are you ready?"

Gu Huai wondered what he needed to prepare for the tug-of-war competition.
"Yeah, I tied a few iron weights around my waist and legs so they can't pull me."

"nerve."

"Is the school crazy? Why hold a tug-of-war in the dead of winter? Ugh, my hands hurt so much from touching a table in this weather, and now I have to grab the rope. What if they rub my tender little hands raw?" Gu Huai sighed.

Cai Yan said irritably, "How disgusting! What's so young about you? You look like an old man, you're just short of going bald."

"How vicious, Yanbao!"

"Don't call me that!"

Cai Yan blushed slightly and glared at Gu Huai. Gu Huai laughed and didn't press the matter. It was fine to tease her occasionally; constantly teasing her would seem too much.

The two bantered and joked with each other for a while.

During winter time, lunch breaks are already shorter, and this was considered a top-performing class, so soon some students who were focused on their studies and secretly wanted to outdo all their classmates returned to the classroom.

He was completely oblivious to everything around him, regardless of who was in the classroom. With a bottle of Red Bull in his hand, he returned to his seat and began studying.

It wasn't until he joined this class that Gu Huai discovered that there really were students who studied so hard in class that they were sweating profusely, and who would still chase after the teacher to ask questions after class.

There's nothing to be sarcastic about, since the main focus of school is studying. It's ridiculous for someone who doesn't do well in school to mock someone who does well as a bookworm, saying they won't understand social skills or interpersonal relationships in the future.

The first period was supposed to be a math class, but because of the tug-of-war competition, the students in the classroom could already hear the dense footsteps starting to echo in the hallway.

Amidst the cheers that sounded like monkeys, someone unfamiliar with the situation might have thought it was a case of atavism. But everyone knows what this signal actually means.

The voices usually only erupt when there are no classes or when there is a sudden holiday due to some unexpected reason.

Class teacher Chen Xuan quickly went up to the stage and spoke concisely.

"The tug-of-war competition is coming up later. Everyone, please gather on the playground in the same formation as when you did your morning exercises. We'll be taking attendance, so don't even think about sneaking off to do anything else."

As soon as I finished speaking, someone raised their hand.

"Teacher, can those who don't participate in the tug-of-war stay in the classroom to study?"

As soon as the sound was uttered, more sounds erupted.

"You fucking king of rolls, huh?!"

"No way! I suggest expelling this person from school immediately, because it's seriously harming my mental health. I already have a mental illness that makes me anxious when I see others studying secretly, and I can't stand this!"

"If you don't get down, plenty of people will drag you down!"

Chen Xuan stretched out his hand, easily suppressing the noise, and said calmly.

"A few class periods aren't that important. You'll have plenty of opportunities to learn at school, and it's good to relax occasionally. Class monitor, you organize everyone to go down together, and no one is allowed to be absent. Even if you don't participate in the tug-of-war, you should still cheer for those who are helping you win class honors."

The birth of the King of Scrolls was easily prevented.

Soon, at the teacher's command, everyone left their seats and cheered as they went downstairs.

On the way, Gu Huai walked together with Fang Boyu and Zhang Hong.

After going downstairs, on the way to the playground, the three of them happened to see the class monitor, a short-haired girl who liked to keep a serious face, and was about 1.6 meters tall.

Originally this was nothing.

However, several boys from the neighboring class were swaggering and talking to her.

"Yang Qin, are your little chicks ready? Don't let it end before it even starts, hahaha."

Yang Qin blushed slightly as she looked at them, "We'll talk about it after the competition. It's not certain that you'll win."

There were more physical education students in Class Two, so she didn't really have much confidence in saying this, but she still subconsciously didn't want to lose face for the class, since she was still the class monitor.

A few boys joked with grins, "Haha, you don't even have the confidence to say that, do you? Just wait, none of your classmates dare to speak up. Just wait until we completely crush your class!"

"Remember to show some respect to our Class Two whenever you see them!"

"I doubt your class can even gather ten people."

Yang Qin's face turned red with anger. Although it's normal for classmates to exchange trash talk before such a competition, as they're all young and hot-blooded, it was really infuriating to be unable to win an argument with the other person.

Sudden.

Several figures darted directly to Yang Qin's side.

Zhang Hong swung his arm and said, "Come on, Yuan Wei, don't you remember losing to your brother Hong in the arm wrestling last time?"

Fang Boyu craned his neck, acting like a bully, and said, "Who are you going to blow up? Speak up! Who are you going to blow up!"

Just as the boys from Class Two were about to retaliate and launch into a heated exchange, a tall figure suddenly stood silently in front of them.

He glanced at them a few times, then let out a sneer.

"Don't let me pull up this short, stout guy."

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(End of this chapter)