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

Chapter 9: Another Simulation!

So this is what it feels like when fantasy connects to reality, making you wonder if your memories are all jumbled up.

Gu Huai never imagined such a thing would actually happen in his life. He had always harbored a certain expectation that his life would take such a dramatic turn. But he dared not have too high expectations, because fate is most adept at disappointing people.

But now it seems that this is really going to happen.

Gu Huai's expression became somewhat out of control.

Seemingly startled by Zhang Xun in front of him, he smacked his dry lips.

But a man with dark circles under his eyes, bloodshot eyes, and extreme lack of sleep stepped forward.

"You're saying I fought back? I even hit you?!"

"Yes, yes. Don't you remember?"

Zhang Xun was a little embarrassed; his expression was so genuine that it didn't seem fake at all.

"I'll ask you one last time, is it true?"

Gu Huai's expression even became somewhat ferocious, as if it reminded Zhang Xun of some profound memories. He couldn't help but take a step back in fear, hugging his child and nodding vigorously.

"It's true."

"What then?"

"And then?" Zhang Xun seemed a little confused.

However, Gu Huai had a reason to get to the bottom of things. If he tried to get in again, what if it was the follow-up to this matter? He needed to know how things would develop next.

"That's right, didn't you retaliate against me later? What happened afterward?"

"Later...don't you remember?" Zhang Xun seemed to hesitate about something, asking in a strange tone.

"Uh, I can't quite remember. Could you please tell me? It's very important to me."

Gu Huai asked somewhat anxiously.

Zhang Xun scratched his head, puzzled by Gu Huai's attitude. "Well, in front of the child, you really have to ask me, right?"

Just as he was about to say something, suddenly, shouts came from not far away. Zhang Xun, who was holding the child, looked up and then immediately turned around and looked apologetically at Gu Huai.

"Sorry, my wife is still waiting for me. I'm taking her to the hospital for a check-up today. We'll talk about it another time, another time. Anyway, it's hard to explain in a short while. Think about it carefully yourself. Thank you for today!"

"Eh!"

There was no way to stop the other person.

After all, forcing the issue might prevent the other party from revealing details of what happened later, and could even provoke resentment.

Gu Huai hated that in his nearly thirty years of life, all he had learned was a sense of propriety, which meant not causing trouble for others.

But what exactly was he hesitating to say? Was it because the aftermath was too embarrassing for him to discuss in front of the children? Or was the matter complicated and couldn't be explained in a short time?
Gu Huai didn't know.

Do not understand.

I can't figure it out either.

How did things turn out this way? First, Cai Yan, who shouldn't have appeared, became his boss.

Then, a power that wasn't his own suddenly erupted, saving the child of an "old friend," whose words even contradicted his own memories.

Isn't that a scenario that only occurs in simulations? Why has it changed in reality? Was it more than just a simulation?

Originally, they had planned to give up on escaping reality and not rely on 'Shangri-La'. But now, Gu Huai only wanted to find the answer, only wanted to confirm this unbelievable truth.

He gave up on taking the bus and took an expensive taxi to get back to his rented room as quickly as possible.

Looking at the sleep pod lying quietly on the bed, he suddenly felt an inexplicable tension.

It might be fear, the fear of the unknown.

It's also a kind of excitement, an excitement that feels like your life, which you can see the end from the beginning, is really going to change dramatically because of this thing.

People say that technology changes destiny, but no one ever thought it would change in this way.
Gu Huai took a deep breath, washed his face first, then took off his coat and shirt and changed his clothes.

Then he sat on the edge of the bed and opened all his social media apps, making calls one by one.

This process continued into the late hours of the night.

It's indeed very difficult to contact people you haven't spoken to in a long time and find any clues from back then. Some people say they can't remember, and some have no recollection at all. After all, many people weren't involved in this incident and thus played the role of indifferent bystanders.

As for Cai Yan, he didn't have her contact information at all, and even if he did, he didn't plan to contact her, since it was hard to say what would happen between them.

After I said those somewhat harsh things at the time.

However, after subtly inquiring with many people, Gu Huai still managed to obtain some clues that he wanted.

Take another deep breath to confirm that there is nothing more to add.

Next, he placed his phone on the bedside table, turned on the camera, and started recording his position on the bed.

With mixed feelings, he put on the helmet called the sleep pod.

Press the button.

Just like the previous steps, there were simple options to choose from, followed by a burst of white noise.

Then came that familiar, heart-pounding tremor, but this time Gu Huai was no longer afraid or shocked.

Even though I had my eyes closed, I still saw a white light slowly spreading out.

And those all-too-familiar words: 【Perfect Life Simulation System at your service.】

Welcome back!

Is it really still there?!
Gu Huai took a deep breath, only to find that the words changed afterward.

[It will cost 30 R coins to try the simulation again. You have 30 R coins remaining. Would you like to use them?]

Why do I need to spend money? No, it's not money, it's R-coins, which is what I spent on syncing data before.

Why is it exactly 30? Was this set in advance, or was it determined based on my current situation?
The flowers are fine, but the problem is what if this thing is used up like this? Wouldn't there be no next time?

So Gu Huai asked the question directly.

How do you earn R-coins?

The system provided an answer this time.

[The rewards will be distributed based on the choices you made during the simulation. Once your R-coins are depleted, you will be unable to synchronize data or even participate in the next simulation.]

In other words, if I don't perform well in the simulation after using 30 RMB, this could very well be my last chance to experience something that could change my life.

As expected, fate doesn't give away opportunities for free; even this seemingly divinely bestowed advantage carries risks.

"So what constitutes excellent performance?"

[I cannot provide an answer on this at the moment. My only advice is: Be the person you most want to be.]

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What kind of hint is this?
If I can't be myself, am I supposed to be someone else? No, I want to be the person I most want to be.

Does this mean that the things you most wanted to do but didn't do led you to become the Gu Huai you are today, and that you never reached the future you hoped for?
After a brief moment of thought, Gu Huai felt that there was no point in imagining things in such a dry way.

So I chose to spend my last 30 R coins and enter the simulation again.

"Ding dong~"

Another piercing sound appeared first, but this sound was somewhat familiar, even triggering some instinctive reactions.
If I remember correctly, this is the bell that signals the end of get out of class at Jicheng No.1 Middle School.

open one's eyes.

It was a familiar classroom, facing a blackboard that hadn't been erased yet. The lingering effects of feeling dizzy just looking at it seemed to still be there.

Then came the soft, scattered sounds of movement around them as students in school uniforms got up from their seats.

Gu Huai was somewhat afraid to look at these faces.

There's a strange feeling that someone might suddenly pat you on the shoulder and tell you that you slept all afternoon.

There was no simulation system, and there was no life afterward; it was truly just a grand dream.

And even more vivid voices rang out from all around.

"I heard that Zhang Xun has already found someone."

"Are you sure he really wants to cause trouble for Gu Huai?"

"Unbelievable! Why would you bother him for no reason? It's so pitiful that you've offended him."

"Who says otherwise? I guess he accidentally offended Zhang Xun. If I were Gu Huai, I would have run away as fast as I could. That guy doesn't know any better."

Why didn't you tell the teacher or call the police?

"To be honest, I've never heard of many people going to the teacher to complain about their parents. Most of them just swallow their anger. Who wants to be bothered by these people? They have no scruples."

Listen to the whispers around me.

Gu Huai's expression didn't change much; he subconsciously began searching for the most familiar figure.

"bass."

Cai Yan picked up her schoolbag and quickly left the classroom, as if she wanted to avoid getting involved with anyone unrelated to her.

It's understandable that she didn't follow up on this matter, since she was the one who said those hurtful things.

But what was my original intention in saying those words?

Is it because he genuinely dislikes Cai Yan, or because he feels that Cai Yan is of no help to his troubles and will only drag her into it, so he resorts to such an extreme provocation?

He doesn't think he's so righteous and kind; maybe it's just that his personality is too awkward, so he always refuses to help and takes other people's kindness as a way of showing off? That's more in line with his sensitive, insecure, and fragile persona.

It's a bit of a pity, because if we're to prove that this simulation can indeed affect reality, Cai Yan is undoubtedly a crucial element. Perhaps her appearance at the bar, drinking with him, and saying certain things wouldn't have been a simple coincidence.

If you don't dare to talk to someone or ask questions in real life, you should still have the courage to seek verification in a simulation.

He got up without his schoolbag.

At that moment, a somewhat familiar smiling face appeared in front of him, disrupting his plans.

"Gu Huai, are you in trouble?"

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The smiling boy seemed to exist in a different world, on a different level, than I did.

"How about we find a place to talk privately?"

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(End of this chapter)