I downloaded the app and discovered that my childhood sweetheart's affection level had skyrocke

"Ah~~~"

"Ah~~~"

Lin Zhou sat in his chair and heard a fish-like sound coming from his bed. He turned his head and saw Ye Zhiyu lying on his bed, typing something on her phone.

Ever since he got used to living at Lin Zhou's house, he basically spends all his free time lounging in Lin Zhou's room.

Lin Zhou's house is practically turning into a haunted house.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Zhiyu rolled over, then suddenly sat up, then lay back down, repeatedly doing sit-ups. "I'm cracking my mom's QQ space password."

"Why would you do something like that?" Lin Zhou asked curiously. Why would you go looking at your mother's social media profile if there's nothing wrong with you?

"She's always picking on me. I'll check her social media for any embarrassing moments, hmph..." Ye Zhiyu held up one finger. "For example—"

"You broke my best friend's wings, I will destroy your paradise."

"Our love is like a Ferris wheel; it ends after one round."

"But these don't seem exciting enough? Do you have any exciting stories from your school days?"

Lin Zhou: "..."

You're so idle. There aren't many interesting stories from your parents' generation.

"Come here." Ye Zhiyu beckoned.

Lin Zhou got up and sat on the edge of the bed. "Let's make this clear beforehand, I won't crack the password."

Ye Zhiyu rolled over on the bed, then wriggled a few times like a caterpillar, before finally resting her head on Lin Zhou's lap. "Yo, your mission is complete."

"Don't talk about me like I'm dead." Lin Zhou pinched Ye Zhiyu's face.

"Oh ho?" Ye Zhiyu was not to be outdone, and reached out to pinch Lin Zhou's face, and the two of them engaged in the purest primal tearing.

"Let go."

"You go first."

"ha?"

After a while, Ye Zhiyu seemed to give up, shaking her phone, "Password, help me think of one."

"What?"

Lin Zhou glanced at Ye Zhiyu's phone and realized that the space password was a problem—

My dearest person

The person I love most?

"This should be easy to guess, right?" Lin Zhou asked. Why not just start by typing in the names of the people around him one by one and find out?

"It didn't work, I tried it," Ye Zhiyu said. "I don't understand what my mom likes the most."

"Why don't you try your dad's name?"

"I tried it, but it didn't work," Ye Zhiyu said. "Tsk tsk, do you think I'm not my dad's biological child? I don't even have my dad's name."

"It can't be that bad—" Lin Zhou asked, "What does your mother usually call your father?"

"Uncle?"

"The way your parents address each other is quite strange. Have you tried this way of addressing them?"

"I've tried everything, but it still doesn't work. I've tried everything—money, khaki, everything." Ye Zhiyu crossed her legs, pondering the answer.

"What's your name?" Lin Zhou asked.

Ye Zhiyu looked at Lin Zhou with a strange expression, as if asking, "Are you serious?" Encouraged by Lin Zhou, Ye Zhiyu remained silent for a while before finally entering her name.

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Spinning around.

【mistake】

When her expectations were dashed, Ye Zhiyu remained silent for a few seconds before appearing indifferent, "Right? I told you it wasn't true. I knew it all along. I never had any expectations at all."

Lin Zhou asked, "Could it be your dad's nickname?"

"I don't want to try anymore."

"Let's try again."

"don't want."

"Alright." Lin Zhou didn't pay much attention, but Ye Zhiyu, who was playing on her phone, suddenly froze, then abruptly raised the back of her head and slammed it backward, almost crushing Lin Zhou's buttocks.

"Hey, what are you doing?!"

"Look—" Ye Zhiyu held up her phone, and Lin Zhou glanced at it and found that the space was open.

"What's the password?"

Ye Zhiyu scratched her cheek with her finger. "My nickname."

"So your mom still loves you a lot, huh?" Lin Zhou smiled.

"Who knows?" Ye Zhiyu muttered, but surprisingly, there wasn't much content in the space; it was basically just some records.

Moreover, most of them are game records.

What peak rating of 2600 points, what number one on the ladder, what number one on the Korean server leaderboard, what empowerment, and what professional league champion...

Seeing those screenshots and photos, Lin Zhou was stunned. No way, the principal was that fierce when he was young?

"You really don't have any of your mother's gaming talent," Lin Zhou couldn't help but say to Ye Zhiyu.

"Pickled cabbage fish".

Ye Zhiyu is the type who's bad at the game but addicted to it. Towards the end, she often argues with her teammates on the microphone, or she pretends to be a foreigner and shouts "Smmash!" or "Smida!"

It seems he didn't inherit any of his mother's gaming talent.

"I'll bite you then." Ye Zhiyu revealed her beady eyes. "So what if we don't look alike? I don't think I look that much like my mom either."

But when she turned to the next photo, Ye Zhiyu froze. She looked at the contents of her phone intently, a look of doubt on her face.

"What's wrong?"

"..." Ye Zhiyu remained expressionless and did not even speak.

Lin Zhou leaned closer to take a look and discovered that there was actually a photo of Ye Zhiyu in the album. "Is this newly saved? Are there any photos of you here?"

"This is not me," Ye Zhiyu said.

"Not you?" Lin Zhou glanced at Ye Zhiyu's phone in confusion. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the short-haired girl in the photo was indeed quite different from Ye Zhiyu. However, at first glance, the similar hairstyle and face created an illusion.

In other words...

"This is...your mom? She looks like her, except the facial features are a little different."

"..." Ye Zhiyu muttered, "No wonder my dad said I'm most like my mom..."

Ye Zhiyu and her mother looked exactly alike when they were young, but Ye Zhiyu looked a bit more aloof and spirited, while her mother looked a bit more gentle and quiet.

"Lin Zhou".

"Um?"

"Don't you think it's scary? My mom looks a lot like me!" Ye Zhiyu said.

"Does the mother resemble the daughter? That would be quite contrary to the natural order."

Ye Zhiyu pondered, "Hmm, I suspect... I gave birth to my mother."

"Are you sick?"

What kind of amazing brain circuit is this?

Born to my mother.

Ye Zhiyu searched for a long time but found nothing, so she simply rolled around on Lin Zhou's bed, "There's no embarrassing history at all!!! I didn't find anything at all!"

"Where was there no harvest?"

Where?

"Looking at this issue—I feel your mother still cares about you a lot," Lin Zhou said with a smile.

Ye Zhiyu stopped her rolling around in a rage, raised her eyes, and said, "..."

"Or perhaps you should apologize to your mother properly?"

"She hit me."

"He deserves a beating," Lin Zhou replied immediately.

"Even you won't help me," Ye Zhiyu muttered, sitting up straight.

"I almost went to the underworld with you!" Lin Zhou said.

Ye Zhiyu felt guilty under Lin Zhou's gaze, but she stubbornly lay down on the bed, making muffled sounds.

"Then I'll give myself to you! You can do whatever you want with me!"