The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

"Please stop crying, okay?"

"I'll just cry, it's none of your business."

Faced with this situation, anyone would know that the girl in front of them is heartbroken.

Faced with a girl's sadness, the most important thing a boy should do at this moment is to comfort her.

Lu Yuan certainly understands this principle.

So he began to comfort her.

He said, "Can you stop being sad now?"

"Okay, I'm not sad anymore right away, okay?"

Shang Qingya was so angry at those words that she laughed, and blurted out the same thing.

Then the two of them smiled at the same time under the streetlight.

Lu Yuan's smile was genuine.

Shang Qingya thought he was probably marveling at her superb skills in coaxing people.

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As for Shang Qingya herself? She simply smiled helplessly.

What else could she do but smile? Getting Lu Yuan to squat down and comfort her was already the biggest concession he could make.

You never know what Lu Yuan will do next.

Should they kick the suspect around like a ball or jump off the bridge to save the child?

You can never control what Lu Yuan will do.

I couldn't control him before; he would leave whenever he wanted, and I couldn't stop him no matter what I did.

Now it's even more out of control.

You can only sulk with him while listening to his thunderous attempts to coax you back down.

Watch as he catches two longhorn beetles and waves them in front of you.

He also had to praise the valiant and skilled warrior that he had just subdued and named.

Because if you don't praise him, he won't take that damned longhorn beetle away from you.

"Isn't my Huang Zhiyou amazing?"

"Why name it Huang Zhiyi?"

Shang Qingya is an acceptable name for the longhorn beetle.

Shang Qingya couldn't accept the name Huang Zhiyi for the longhorn beetle.

"I bet Huang Zhiyi is looking for me all over the world."

"and then?"

"Then I came to Beihai to find some peace and quiet."

Lu Yuan carried the longhorn beetle into the air.

Watching the longhorn beetle struggle wildly in mid-air.

Shang Qingya felt that Lu Yuan's words had a deeper meaning, but her little brain couldn't figure it out for the time being.

She could only think about what was in front of her.

"What if Huang Zhiyi catches you?"

"First, this is a society governed by the rule of law. Second, she can't catch me."

Lu Yuan is seeking peace and quiet, not running away.

He just stood there and let Huang Zhiyu hit him; she couldn't possibly beat Lu Yuan.

There are no guns on the mainland, eliminating the possibility of illegal shootings.

"Oh, why are you saying that?"

"I chose this peaceful life over any other option."

Lu Yuan lost the longhorn beetle.

Sitting on the roadside under a streetlamp, the light casts a shadow on the ground.

Melancholy.

I'm so depressed.

"I thought you would go to them..."

"Why would you want to see them?"

"Responsible."

"Was I ever in charge?"

Lu Yuan didn't understand why the word "responsibility" was related to his life.

Have you ever seen a gamer who has to take responsibility?

In fact, in his memory, whether it was Daliushu Village, Jinling, or Beihai, they were all essentially the same as when he broke into Xiao Lei's house.

It was just a casual game.

It was simply that my brain was prompting me at the time: which game options were more enjoyable?

For example, another voice in his brain tells him: It's awesome to be a great matchmaker, so he works towards that goal.

That's actually a pretty nasty thing to say.

But Shang Qingya still discerned a deeper meaning in those words.

But she still couldn't understand what the deeper meaning was, so she racked her brains.

Well known.

When Shang Qingya couldn't figure things out, she would spin around under the streetlights.

"You are a spinning top."

"I heard you say..."

Shang Qingya's ability to catch jokes is now maxed out.

To understand Lu Yuan's game, she specifically searched for these things online...

But accepting the joke is one thing.

She still couldn't figure out what Tong Yuan was trying to tell her.

"Lu Yuan, I know there's a deeper meaning to what you're saying, but I can't figure it out."

"Then keep spinning."

Tell me.

"I actually wanted to thank you."

Lu Yuan scratched his head and tilted it to the side.

Because Shang Qingya's head was also tilted at that moment.

There was no other reason; I just got dizzy from all the spinning, so I tilted my head to recover.

"Why...why are you thanking me?"

"Thank you for letting me see the world in a new light."

Lu Yuan hates romance, but this sentence, if you don't know how, is quite romantic.

A leisurely evening is perfect for chatting, so since the road is long, I simply lie down on the grass by the roadside, prop my head up, and leisurely say:

"I now think that these ordinary days are not bad either."

Even if I don't become a great delivery driver, just working hard delivering food is still fun as long as I can earn money.

Why would you think that way?

"Because I've found that if you save up even a little bit of money, a smile will appear on your face."

Lu Yuan certainly knew a lot of romantic words; he even worked as a gigolo in Taiwan.

But he hates saying romantic things, so he doesn't want to act when he has no purpose, since it's tiring for a male escort to lie.

So he simply used the most straightforward and unambiguous language to express himself.

For him at that moment, the meaning of making money was simply to bring a smile to Shang Qingya's face.

He was happy when Shang Qingya smiled.

As for why? He didn't know either.

All he knew was that these utterly boring years were passing by.

Shang Qingya's existence made him realize for the first time that reality was more fun than the game.

Lu Yuan's logic is very straightforward and simple.

But these words, when they reached Shang Qingya's ears, were anything but simple.

"Because I've found that if you save up even a little bit of money, a smile will appear on your face."

Anyone who hears this will have their heart leap into their throat.

You should probably go to the hospital to get checked out; it might be a heart problem.

I forgive you.

Shang Qingya is a very simple person, perhaps because she has a small brain capacity and can only pay attention to what is in front of her.

The temporary joy made her instantly forget the anger she felt in the afternoon.

But Lu Yuan still said, "I won't mess around anymore."

He shook his head and said casually.

Just like his two shots on goal.

"You finally realize I can't live without you."

"It was when I realized how precious my life was."

Every life is precious; we are taught this from a young age.

But when everyone is precious, it means that no one is precious.

The "I am precious" you keep repeating to yourself while lying in bed is all fake.

Because in reality, people can only realize their own worth through the appreciation of others.

Your boss values ​​you highly, calling you a top performer, and all your colleagues look at you with admiration. Naturally, you start to feel precious.

When an ordinary female internet celebrity takes a meticulously edited selfie and posts it on social media, seeing the praise in the comments section, she might start to inflate her perceived value...

But all of this is fake.

Because this is temporary and phased.

Work will be optimized, and appearance will gradually fade.

You only have two real opportunities to realize how precious you are.

"My parents didn't cherish me."

Lu Yuan shook his head, leaned against the railing, and the summer evening breeze blew through his bangs.

"But my partner cherishes me."

Upon hearing these words, Shang Qingya felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

Her brain instantly went into overload.

If it's overloaded, it'll just spin in circles.

This scene is quite eerie, on a deserted roadside late at night.

A man was lying diagonally on the grass by the roadside, while a girl in a skirt was twirling around beside him.

There was also a longhorn beetle named Huang Zhiyu that kept attacking the man.

But soon the scene turned romantic.

The man walked up to the girl, grabbed her shoulders, and restrained her.

Then he quickly kissed her on the cheek.

"So cute!"

Shang Qingya suddenly emitted a sharp, explosive sound. If you could see her face, you would definitely think she looked like a steam locomotive from the last century.

The loud popping sound was so loud that it scattered the rove beetles under the streetlights.

After the sound ceased, the rove beetles gathered again under the streetlight.

It's okay.

Love is like a rove beetle; it will always fly back.