How can my simulation be a real love?

[You have already gone abroad to study and have chosen to immerse yourself in the world of art alone. With your master-level talent and hard work over the years, you have become a leader in the art world. However, these so-called fame and wealth have no meaning to you.]

[You are alone and on your deathbed, but you seem to be able to recall your precious memories.]

[The energetic girl bared her teeth, always smiling and showing her gentle vitality. A faint smile bloomed on her blushing face, and her dazzling golden hair seemed to be shining——]

[This is the most precious interlude in your memory]

[End of simulation]

[Rating: 39 [Poor]]

[Comment: She is as warm and energetic as the sun, but she seems extremely fragile under the protection of your plump wings. You try hard to pull the thread of fate between you and her, but you can no longer hold the fruit of fate. Even if you and her are the most enviable first love in the eyes of others, this immature and sweet relationship is still separated by a thin line.]

[You received a rating of [bad] and received the settlement reward 'Newly added strategy target - Ichichi Hongxia']

[Number of remaining simulations: 4]

Looking at the glaring red score on the simulation screen, Feng Jianming suddenly felt a pain in his stomach. Because it was too uncomfortable, he took several deep breaths of fresh air before gradually recovering from this state.

Being asked to break up by Hongxia's mother or something...

Don’t do that kind of thing!

At least, wait at least ten years after I die!

"I simply cannot accept this result."

The memories that came to his mind made Feng Jianming feel uncomfortable, as if his chest was stuffy and his breathing was blocked.

In his eyes, Hong Xia, whose progress in the strategy should be the smoothest, ended up getting such an glaringly low score, which he simply couldn't understand.

He has already become a couple with Hong Xia, and the perfect path for them to move forward is to get married and have three children after graduation.

How could he accept that the outcome suddenly turned out like this?

Feng Jianming took another careful look at the previous options.

[1. Chase after her. Don’t let Hongxia run away alone]

[2. Don't chase after her. Hongxia needs to calm down at this time]

[3. Contact other people first and ask them to pay attention to Hong Xia's whereabouts]

【4. Virtual reality, personal simulation】

The first option seemed to be the most reasonable option, but it ended in failure. It was obvious that there was something wrong with Hongxia itself. If we wanted to solve it, we had to find the root cause of the problem.

"This simulation using the [Random ID Card] is completely different from usual."

Feng Jianming calmed down and began to think seriously.

First of all, the Hongxia in this simulation is quite different from the real Hongxia.

In real life, Hong Xia's mother died unexpectedly during her childhood. Because she felt great sadness and helplessness since childhood, Hong Xia in real life has been extremely strong since childhood, and eventually grew up to be a strong and energetic 'Saint Hong Xia' who can inspire others with her liveliness.

However, the Hongxia in the simulation did not experience the separation from her mother, and she was also tolerated and protected by her childhood sweetheart Feng Jianming since she was a child, so her character is not as strong as imagined.

It's easy to become devastated when faced with such a setback.

"This is bad news. This is entirely my fault."

“It’s like a boomerang—”

It is precisely because Feng Jianming protected Hongxia too well that Hongxia found it difficult to stand up on her own when encountering such a situation. Her character has become very weak and too self-reliant.

In addition, Ijichi Hongxia herself is too gentle to other people around her, which leads to her taking almost all the responsibility for the problems in the band on herself.

The guilt caused by this, combined with the effect of overtraining due to self-blame, is very terrifying.

This time, Feng Jianming's feelings were even more uncomfortable than the simulation of Xiao Mi Deng.

At least at that time he was just dying of illness, so it didn't matter that he was the one who died in the end. But this time, letting the gentle Hong Xia get hurt was even more painful than his own death.

Why not just do it the same as the ending that Kita simulated and just hit him to death with a dump truck.

[Whether to start simulation]

"There is still a chance—"

Feng Jianming hesitated for a moment and slowly looked at the simulator interface.

"There are still enough resurrection coins to use. In that case..."

Feng Jianming slowly closed his eyes and allowed himself to gradually calm down.

No matter what, this outcome must be changed this time.

[Do you want to continue the last progress]

[Number of remaining simulations: 3]

After using the resurrection coin once, Feng Jianming's hard-earned simulation times were reduced to three, and three times were just enough to be used as one "virtual reality" simulation.

The last time I used this thing, I was hit by a dump truck and ended up with a huge accident.

If he fails after using up the three simulations this time, he won't have any more chances to revive. However, in Feng Jianming's opinion, even if he has more chances to revive, it won't make much sense at the moment.

After all, the remaining two options, whether it is 'not chasing' or 'notifying others', do not seem to be options that can solve the problem, so you might as well go all out here.

Chapter 4 Then I will do it myself [k]

【Simulation starts】

[Number of remaining simulations: 3]

[Do you want to continue the last process?]

After selecting 'yes' again, the previous scene appeared in front of me again.

This time the simulator is extremely insidious. Continuously choosing 'chase after' will result in an abnormal 'bad ending'. If Feng Jianming's simulation times are not enough at this moment, then he will really have to stare at this bad ending.

Ignoring the other options, Feng Jianming looked at the last option "Simulate it yourself".

[Do you want to use [Personal Simulation] to consume three simulation times? ]

Damn it, I'll do it myself.

……

When I opened my eyes again, I was already feeling dizzy.

His hazy vision brought him a sense of drowsiness and it took him a few seconds to come back to his senses from the sour fatigue that felt like sinking into the sea. Feng Jianming opened his deep black eyes and looked straight ahead.

There seemed to be a faint buzzing sound echoing in my ears.

He lowered his head and looked towards the wooden floor. There was a panda doll thrown on the ground.

"What are you waiting for?"

Feng Jianming didn't say anything and just stepped out the door to chase after him.

Since the simulated self is unable to convince Hong Xia, he can only solve the problem himself under tremendous pressure.

At this time, Hongxia had already left her home. Feng Jianming didn't know where she went, but in his opinion, she either went to the nearby Shimokitazawa Park or to the "Cursed Bridge" that he didn't want to go to at all.

He didn't dare to gamble casually because there were only three simulation opportunities left.

He would definitely not be willing to give up this simulation like this.

The bright sunshine gently tore apart the thin clouds. In this hot summer, the ground was as hot as a furnace. Even when running on the road, Feng Jianming could still feel the burning sensation of the sun stimulating his skin and the slight pain in his lungs from constantly inhaling air.

"——This damn real simulation, how come it inherited my crappy physical strength as well."

Although he was panting and complaining constantly, he did not dare to slow down his pace at all.

The limitations of the simulation option are still too great. If it were reality, he would never let Hong Xia break up like that even if he tried his best.

"The phone number and contact information should be the same as before..."

While running towards the "Cursed Bridge", Feng Jianming quickly took out his mobile phone and looked through the various contact information in the address book. He immediately called Sister Xingge's phone number and asked her to wait near the park.

In order to avoid any loopholes, he called everyone else in advance.

At least having more people can avoid narrowing the search area. Besides, although Hong Xia is much stronger than him, a girl certainly can't run far in such a short time.

The scorching sun hanging overhead seemed even hotter, and the high temperature made his jet-black hair covered with a light mist.

Feng Jianming finally breathed a sigh of relief when he finally saw a warm golden figure nearby.

Perhaps because she ran out of the door in a huff, the corners of Ijichi Hongxia's eyes were a little red and swollen from crying.

Her cute and tender face puffed up into cute cheeks because she ran away from home in a fit of rage. After running for such a long time, she gradually calmed down and thought that her boyfriend, Feng Jianming, was just kind-hearted.

"But if I go back like this, will he be angry?"

Ijichi Hongxia put her hands behind her back and suddenly felt a little more regretful.

"...Of course...I won't be angry."

There was a somewhat tired panting sound in her ears, and Hong Xia was startled by the sudden sound.

Feng Jianming, with black hair and black eyes, was standing beside her, panting, with one hand on his waist. His black ponytail was scattered on his shoulders because of the exercise. His black eyes were fixed on Hong Xia's figure, which made her feel guilty.

Just as she was about to say something aggrieved, Feng Jianming, panting, spoke word by word.

"Hongxia, I like you."

"Eh?"

"Now, marry me."

Perhaps because he had taken a few more breaths and was in a better condition, Feng Jianming's words gradually became smoother.

Ijichi Hongxia, who was suddenly told the confession, was a little dumbfounded for a moment. She stared blankly at the boy in front of her, and then her pretty face quickly turned a beautiful red as if it was on fire, and even her fingers began to pinch the hem of her skirt unconsciously.

Although, although I have been confessed once...

But this time it’s too much!

"I'm sorry Hongxia, I should have explained it to you more carefully before."

"It's just a failed Live performance. You will have countless more Live performances in your life! I always have 100% trust in you! Just try again next time. I will come to watch no matter how many times you fail."

Feng Jianming walked up to the girl and hugged her tightly in his arms, announcing to her very loudly.

This hug was completely different from the previous ones.

When Hong Xia hugs her boyfriend, what she likes most is to bury her head in his warm embrace, quietly sniffing his unique scent, and fully feeling the beating, powerful heartbeat.

Every time, she felt at ease.

"I, I know!"

"I'm sorry! I'll go home with you now..."

Ijichi Hongxia blushed and whispered in his ear. After he did this, her frustration seemed to be reduced a lot.

But even though she begged for mercy so shyly, Feng Jianming still refused to let go.

"I never considered you a burden."

The sudden deep voice made Yidi Chi Hongxia's eyes look a little more enlightened.

She seemed to recall something, and her face gradually became gloomy.

But before she could speak, Feng Jianming had already spoken first -

"I was only slightly interested in painting at first, but it was the moment I saw you that I wanted to formally develop in the direction of art. No matter how many works I have painted before, every stroke was drawn for Hong Xia."

"If Hongxia wants to give up the band and music, and give up the future with me——"

"Then the so-called 'painting' has no meaning to me at all. I can give it up at any time."

Feng Jianming's serious words immediately froze Hong Xia's expression. She immediately tried to push the boy away anxiously and said in a panicked tone: "No! You have such a good talent, how can you give up so easily?"

"Unlike me, your 'painting' is..."

The next moment, the girl's eyes widened slightly.

The softness against her lips turned her brain into a mess. In an instant, her thoughts seemed to stop in time. All that was left was the emotion and love that surged into her brain. The gentle sunlight sprinkled on the boy's ears from behind, illuminating the girl's white and rosy ears.