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

Chapter 65 Thank you for the flowers (Bonus chapter, please vote!)
In fact, Gu Huai was quite uneasy.

He wasn't sure if what he was doing was appropriate for the current atmosphere.

I don't know if Lin Jiang needs these things now.

I'll probably look like a fool trying to imitate movie scenes and TV drama plots.

They might do things that seem pointless, driven by a sense of self-pity.

But that's how it is. I'm not always clear-headed; there will always be times when I'm foolish. And I shouldn't expect the real Lin Jiang to constantly cater to my emotions.

Even if you just take this bouquet as a token of your gratitude, that's fine too.

It wasn't until he reached out his hand that Gu Huai realized how afraid he was of being rejected.

Lin Jiang's expression slowly softened, like sunlight melting the ice on a snow-capped mountain.

"Puch."

She even smiled until tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

She whispered, "Idiot."

"what?"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll misunderstand and think you're confessing your feelings to me, and then I'll reject you?"

She asked her biggest worry so casually.

Gu Huai's hand was still hanging there blankly.

He knew that even with flowers in hand, he was utterly unattractive and even somewhat dull-witted.

But now I have indeed become a single-threaded system.

He could only rack his brains before answering.

"I did think about it, but ever since I saw you again, you've been the one taking care of my feelings. I'm not very good at expressing my gratitude, so I'm sending you flowers to simply express my thanks. It's also a way of hoping you don't have to always be looking after my feelings; your feelings are important too."

Express your meaning as much as possible.

My biggest problem is that I think too much, but when it comes to speaking, I can't express it properly or I can't express it accurately.

This is especially true when you're under a lot of stress.

"Well, I see."

She nodded, then reached out and grasped the bouquet, her little finger touching her thumb.

She seemed oblivious, simply looking into her own eyes as she spoke.

"I know even better how much courage it took for you to send this bouquet. Actually, the person giving the gift is more nervous than the person receiving it, right?"

She is so kind.

Even at times like these, one is considering their own emotions.

So, was accepting this bouquet a way of avoiding embarrassment?
She took the flowers and let go of them herself, Gu Huai trying his best to make his sudden disappointment less obvious.

She smiled and handed the phone to me.

"Take a picture for me."

"it is good."

Gu Huai readily agreed, appearing as if he had no ulterior motives.

The wind that blew by was a bit cold, probably because my heart is full of holes, so there was always a whistling sound.

He turned on the other person's camera and pointed it at her holding a bouquet of flowers not far away.

She looked at the camera as if she were looking at herself through a screen.

she says.

“But I accepted this bouquet not because I was worried about whether you would feel embarrassed, and it wasn’t because I was forcing myself to take care of your feelings.”

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"Thank you for having dinner with me, and thank you for sending me flowers."

"Click."

The image freezes on the moment she smiles, revealing her dimples.

The pink roses in her arms seemed to bloom into her heart.

In the back rows of theater seats, flickering lights cast shadows on everyone's faces. It was a suspenseful, thrilling, and action movie. However, the emotions it evoked were far less than those from my brief stroll outside the theater earlier.

Now, everything seems to have quieted down.

They were like friends who had finally overcome all their barriers, and could enjoy the movie normally, without any lingering worries.

The simple topics and meaningless words made Gu Huai realize something.

It turns out that such simple interactions can be very beautiful, and are not a waste of time. In fact, he would be happy to have his time wasted in this way.

Compared to the overwhelming emotions I felt when I sent her flowers and photographed her holding them, now everything is calm and peaceful.

Gu Huai suddenly felt very fortunate that he had made that decision at that time.

Otherwise, if the movie ended like this, I probably wouldn't have any emotional reaction, and I probably wouldn't have made any probing moves.

He simply watched the young woman go home, and then perhaps one night he would suddenly think of this moment and angrily punch the bed, wondering why he hadn't done anything on this day? He had only eaten a meal and watched a movie in a daze.

The simulation seemed to have a real impact, as it meant that things right in front of me were no longer easily missed.

And so, the movie went by uneventfully, even more smoothly than I had imagined.

When they left the passage, Lin Jiang needed to use the restroom. Gu Huai stood there and waited.

Although I have no experience dating girls and often laugh at myself for being a straight man, it seems that I have no choice but to be a 'gentleman' in these situations.

I'm looking at my phone to make myself look less dazed.

Suddenly I heard it.

"Gu Huai?"

Gu Huai looked up in surprise and saw Song Xiyu standing in front of him, carrying a different bag than last time and wearing a bodycon skirt and high heels.

She was dressed quite well, but her makeup and demeanor resembled the kind of socialites described online.

Gu Huai was stunned for a moment, wondering how he could run into her here.

"Song Xiyu."

What are you doing here? Coming to the movies alone?

Song Xiyu asked with a smile.

Just as Gu Huai was about to speak to indicate that he wasn't so bored as to come to the movies alone, another person appeared next to him.

"I'm all better, Xiyu, let's go. Hey, what's this?"

He was a well-dressed, tall man in a shirt and suit pants.

She has a very elegant style of dress and is also good-looking.

Seeing Song Xiyu smiling and talking to Gu Huai, his expression became somewhat hesitant.

Song Xiyu snapped out of her daze, a fleeting look of embarrassment crossing her face, before smiling and saying to the man, "This is my college classmate."

Before the man could speak, she immediately turned around and introduced him, "This is my friend. We just happened to come out to see a movie together."

Gu Huai glanced at Song Xiyu, whose expression had returned to normal in an instant, and then at the young man whose face had suddenly become rather indescribable.

To be honest, he wasn't interested in these things, and he was even less interested in Song Xiyu's affairs.

He simply nodded, "Oh, I see. Hello, hello."

If Lin Jiang hadn't been still in the restroom, he would have definitely left in this awkward atmosphere.

But there's nothing I can do; I have to stay here.

The man seemed to want to say something, but Song Xiyu didn't seem to give him a chance to speak at all, and smiled as she spoke to Gu Huai.

"By the way, why didn't you come when I invited you for drinks last time? Instead, you sneaked out to see a movie by yourself. What, are you still wary of your old classmate?"

She smiled sweetly and politely, the kind of smile that was impossible to dislike, but Gu Huai couldn't feel any affection for her.

She was indeed quite beautiful, but in front of her, Gu Huai only wanted to end the conversation and leave as soon as possible. However, the current situation did not allow it, so he tried to make her understand that he did not want to continue the conversation.

He just hadn't had a chance to speak yet.

Suddenly, a pleasant voice came from behind me.

"You didn't have to wait long, did you? There were quite a few people in the restroom. Oh, and could you get my bag for me?"

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(End of this chapter)