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 The smell in the bed became strange.

Not only were his arms wet, but the soft flesh on them was also being pressed uncomfortably.

Song Yu dared not move and could only obediently lie beside Zhao Ran's legs.

Zhao Ran himself was also very uncomfortable, but the old man kept talking to himself, and in the end, he even brought up the topic of marriage, and wanted to introduce him to girls in the village.

Zhao Ran immediately stopped him: "I already have a wife!"

The old man was surprised: "Found her in the city? City girls are indeed beautiful, but they all lie, how could they—"

"Grandpa, I'm sleepy, let me sleep." Zhao Ran interrupted him. He hated hearing people say bad things about Song Yu, and his face stiffened.

The old man heard the other's tone, didn't say anything more, and shakily went out.

After the person left, Zhao Ran pulled Song Yu out of the bed.

The boy was already covered in sweat, his face and hair were messy, and his expression was a little dull and a little aggrieved.

He pushed Zhao Ran away, wanting to get out of bed and turn on the fan, but Zhao Ran turned it off directly.

Song Yu: "?"

He said, embarrassed and annoyed, "You won't even let me use the fan?"

"N-no, no." Zhao Ran himself was covered in beads of sweat, but he patiently coaxed Song Yu, "If you're sweaty, you'll catch a cold if you blow on the fan directly."

Song Yu paused.

These were the exact words he had said to Zhao Ran before, so he couldn't deny it.

So he sat on the small stool with a frown, staring at the red and sticky spot on his arm.

Zhao Ran naturally knew what it was; even his dark skin was flushed suspiciously red. He immediately brought a wet towel and a fan, wiping Song Yu's face while fanning him, which finally calmed him down.

Of course, while doing these things, he was secretly overjoyed—Song Yu used to be polite to him, but now he was willing to give him attitude, he didn't treat him like an outsider!

If he wasn't an outsider, then he was an insider.

In other words—Song Yu was willing to be his wife.

Zhao Ran started grinning foolishly just thinking about it.

Song Yu was completely bewildered: [How can he be so happy doing so much work?]

Zhao Ran was simple-minded; his thoughts were written all over his face. 009 was too embarrassed to say that the other was already enjoying the wonderful future life with his host, so he could only say: [Host, this is a tendency. You need to satisfy his preferences.]

Song Yu: "?"

It sounded strange.

*

That night, the two were in the same room, with Song Yu sleeping in the bed and Zhao Ran sleeping on the floor.

The countryside was quiet, and there wasn't much entertainment at night, so Song Yu went to bed early and woke up early. Seeing Zhao Ran change his shoes and go out, he wanted to go with him.

The two drove to town, where the whole street was lined with stalls. Song Yu felt like he was back in his childhood, overjoyed, grabbing Zhao Ran's arm, wanting to buy candied hawthorns and glutinous rice cakes.

He had a small appetite, and after buying them, he would take a bite and then give the rest to the man. The two already had a tacit understanding; the man would silently eat the rest after receiving the food.

In town, they naturally ran into acquaintances from the village. When some people saw Zhao Ran return and came over to greet him, they noticed Song Yu and asked who this pretty boy was.

Zhao Ran always answered that he was his younger brother.

Song Yu looked much younger than his age, while the man had dark skin and looked mature; both were exceptionally handsome, naturally attracting a lot of attention.

Zhao Ran felt that Song Yu was too conspicuous, so he bought a sun-protective veil and covered half of his face.

Song Yu stared at the man carefully helping him put on the veil and suddenly said, "Your brother is so mean, he won't let me see anyone."

Zhao Ran was taken aback, his heart trembling at the word "brother."

The man's eyes changed instantly, and Song Yu could sense it. He pursed his lips, not daring to say anything more.

After Zhao Ran finished, he took Song Yu's hand.

They walked a few steps, when Song Yu suddenly heard the man say in a muffled voice, "Little Yu, your lips are so red."

Song Yu lowered his head.

Half a minute later, he heard it again.

Very low and soft.

"I like you so much."

*

Life in the countryside is quite comfortable, and it's only for a short time. You only need to buy some household items and small appliances, but Song Yu stared at the patch of land in front of the house and said it would be nice to use it to grow flowers. He just said it casually, but Zhao Ran weeded and turned the soil that very evening, and the next morning took Song Yu to town to choose flower seeds.

Song Yu thought Zhao Ran was very efficient and indulgent, so he let Zhao Ran choose the types of flowers too.

The two brought the flower seeds home. This time, Song Yu wanted to do it himself, so Zhao Ran put an apron and gloves on him, afraid he would get hurt.

Although Song Yu was delicate, he wasn't clumsy, and he planted the flowers quite skillfully.

Even Zhao Ran was surprised and praised him for his skill.

Song Yu showed a slightly smug expression: "It's not that I'm good, it's that my grandma is good."

Zhao Ran: "Did your grandma teach you?"

Song Yu hummed in agreement and told Zhao Ran some stories from his childhood.

He rarely mentioned these things to anyone because 009 had told him from the beginning that these worlds were virtual, everyone was just data, and even the protagonist was just slightly more powerful data.

But Song Yu had traveled through several worlds and couldn't treat these people who were kind to him as data. He always felt that these data had their own thoughts, and perhaps one day, they would break free from their constraints and become truly living people.

*

The two stayed together for more than a month, and the progress bar reached 97%.

One evening, when Song Yu was pruning the flowers at the door, several black business sedans were parked outside.

He thought it was Zhou Ze's people and was so scared that he wanted to hide inside, but soon several familiar faces got out of the cars.

Shang Linchu, Shen Yize, and Tan Yue all came. The two older ones were slightly more composed. Tan Yue went straight to Song Yu as soon as he got out of the car, picked him up, and spun him around several times.

Song Yu: "..."

This action was inexplicably familiar, but he was quickly interrupted by Tan Yue's series of "I missed you so much" and "I'm almost lovesick."

Soon, Zhao Ran came out of the kitchen.

He received a call from Shang Linchu last night, who said everything was resolved and he would come to pick up Song Yu.

These words were like a spell, instantly waking Zhao Ran from the fantastical dream he had spent with Song Yu in the countryside.

When Shang Linchu saw Song Yu, although he didn't pick him up and spin him around like Tan Yue did, his eyes were immediately glued to the boy.

He explained his purpose and immediately tried to take Song Yu away, but Song Yu, still carrying the smaller pair of scissors Zhao Ran had bought for him, sniffed towards the kitchen: "I want to eat first."

The others: "..."

They couldn't let him leave hungry, so Song Yu arranged for the several well-dressed, seemingly incredibly refined men to sit on small stools in the bungalow.

The scene looked both stifling and bizarre.

Not only that, Zhao Ran had originally thought they wouldn't arrive until the afternoon, intending to let Song Yu eat her fill before leaving, so she only cooked for two people. But suddenly so many people showed up.

Three people plus the driver… Zhao Ran went back to the kitchen to get busy.

Song Yu leaned over, pointing at the edamame: "Do you have to peel all of these?"

Zhao Ran: "Yes."

Song Yu brought them over, and Zhao Ran, of course, wouldn't let him do the work. She tried to take them back, but Song Yu stopped her: "I'm not peeling them."

Zhao Ran paused, then saw Song Yu carry the edamame into the house, dividing them equally among the three people sitting inside.

His heart felt filled with something gentle, and Zhao Ran felt a surge of warmth.

—So this is what it feels like to be protected.

Meanwhile, the three people in the house, with stiff faces, rolled up their sleeves and got to work, especially Shang Lin Chu, who probably never imagined he'd be doing this kind of work. He

had to wipe his hands three times with a handkerchief after peeling just one edamame shell.

This earned him the disdain of the other two.

Although Shen Yize came from a good family, he had at least run a business before, so he quickly got the hang of it. Tan Yue, needless to say, even asked Song Yu to give him more food and to perform well.

A little over an hour later, the group ate together in this simple bungalow.

After the meal, Zhao Ran had no reason to keep Song Yu any longer, so he silently packed Song Yu's luggage.

Seeing that he was only folding his own clothes, Song Yu assumed he wasn't going back, so he leaned closer: "Aren't you leaving?"

Zhao Ran paused.

"Didn't you rent a new place?" Seeing his expression, Song Yu assumed he really wasn't leaving, so he made up various excuses, "The rent is very expensive."

After a moment, Zhao Ran scratched his head, his ears burning: "I'm going back."

Wherever Song Yu went, he would follow.

If Song Yu wanted him, great; if Song Yu didn't want him, he would stay far away.

*

A few days after returning, Song Ming's trial began.

According to the script, Song Yu was supposed to attend. He had originally planned to complete this task secretly, but when he arrived that day, several men were already there.

Song Yu sat in his seat, completely obscured by the tall figures of the men, blocking Song Ming's view as well.

But Song Ming knew Song Yu was there.

Unlike himself, Song Yu wore clean clothes and seemed increasingly pampered, like a spoiled young master.

Why had he become like this?

Both grew up in orphanages, so why was Song Yu so pampered?

Song Ming couldn't bring himself to ask Song Yu this question, because his crime was serious, and he would spend most of his future in prison. His

brother, whom he thought he could take from for a lifetime, would also be going down a different path.

After the trial, the progress bar reached 99%.

Song Yu knew that the last 1% was rarely based on the plot and required exploration.

But Song Yu couldn't think of anything else he could do. 009 told him to live a good life first.

Song Yu: "!"

Was he going to work at a bar again?

009: [You can go to school now. As long as you don't go out of character, you can do whatever you want from now on.] "According to your character setting in this world, with excellent grades, you should naturally continue your studies first."

Song Yu nodded.

He hadn't even had time to discuss it with anyone when he went to Zhao Ran's room for dinner that evening, and the other party took out his savings, saying he would support his schooling.

Song Yu originally planned to take out a loan himself, but seeing that Zhao Ran seemed quite persistent about this, he agreed, only asking for an IOU.

Zhao Ran didn't care whether Song Yu would repay it or not, but afraid of upsetting the boy, he brought out paper and pen.

Song Yu's handwriting was very neat and tidy, and he even found an IOU template online.

When it came to pressing his fingerprint, he realized he didn't have a red ink stamp.

"Here."

Zhao Ran crushed a cherry on the coffee table, his palm covered in red juice.

Song Yu: "..."

He thought Zhao Ran was teasing him, but seeing that the other party's expression was quite serious, he obediently reached out to press his fingerprint.

After pressing the button, Song Yu's hands were sticky. He said softly to Zhao Ran, "I need some tissues."

Zhao Ran didn't move for a while, staring intently at his fingers.

Song Yu roughly understood what the other meant and tried to hide his fingers behind his back, but Zhao Ran beat him to it.

The man's lips and tongue were very hot, licking the boy's slender white fingers back and forth, like a big dog wagging its tail.

Song Yu's fingers were licked until they were hot, and his skin turned pink from sensitivity.

The big dog stared at him blankly, and finally licked its little master all over.

When the phone rang, the big dog was still licking and hugging. Song Yu was a little angry: "You're so dirty... give me the phone."

Zhao Ran obediently took the phone, but his eyes drooped when he saw the caller ID.

He didn't dare to disturb Song Yu when he answered the phone. He sat next to Song Yu on the sofa, head down, looking somewhat disappointed.

The call was from Shang Linchu, who said that he had already taken care of his enrollment procedures. Song Yu thanked him. The other party was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Have you been kissed?"

Song Yu paused.

Shang Linchu: "Your voice is so soft."

"..."

Song Yu didn't want to talk anymore, afraid he would say something strange like "seducing someone."

Shang Linchu asked again: "Do you have time tomorrow?"

Song Yu: "Is something wrong?"

"Nothing."

Song Yu subconsciously looked at Zhao Ran next to him. The big dog had its ears drooping, looking both obedient and pitiful.

"I... I'm not going." Song Yu didn't want to go out alone with Shang Linchu in the first place. "By the way, my phone..."

There was a moment of silence on the other end.

"Just leave me with a memento."

Shang Linchu always thought he would have a chance. After all, he had gotten everything he wanted since he was a child. But he forgot one thing. Although most people in this world longed for his wealth and status, there was still a small group of people who didn't care for such things.

It seemed that he had lost completely in love.

*

The IOU was carefully put into a hidden compartment in Zhao Ran's wallet. Song Yu had a week left before school started. He helped move and buy daily necessities. He also moved to the new house himself and furnished a room for Song Yu.

After supporting Song Yu's education, he seemed even more motivated to make money. Fortunately, he was both capable and lucky, and during Song Yu's university years, he transformed into a small business owner.

He quickly bought a house, directly in Song Yu's name. As Song Yu's graduation approached, he even planned to give her a car as a gift.

However, Song Yu didn't like driving, so after discussing it, the two decided to open a flower shop.

In the current economic climate, opening a flower shop is basically a losing proposition. Zhao Ran, being a businessman, was well aware of this, but he would always agree to whatever Song Yu wanted to do.

He worked hard to earn money so he could be Song Yu's solid support.

During Song Yu's busy graduation period, Zhao Ran handled all the preparations for opening the shop, including finding a storefront and decorating. By the time Song Yu realized what was happening, the flower shop was already quite well-organized.

Song Yu felt a sense of satisfaction at being in complete control.

Finally, after the sweltering heat of summer, the flower shop opened at the end of August.

Before they even had a chance to advertise, the shop welcomed three tall male customers.

Shang Linchu and Shen Yize hadn't seen Song Yu in a long time, but they subtly inquired about him, and they had secretly helped a lot with the shop.

However, all of this was their own doing, and there was no need for Song Yu to know.

Shang Linchu chose 99 roses, Shen Yize picked out his own bouquet, and Zhao Ran glanced at the men before silently sitting down to wrap the bouquets.

Tan Yue and Song Yu graduated in the same year. Unlike the other two, he often saw Song Yu at school, but he wasn't shameless and never pestered her.

He did secretly check Song Yu's schedule, went to class alone in a corner, and then had someone give Song Yu his notes before exams.

He had no taste in flowers, only choosing the most expensive ones.

After the group finished their business, Tan Yue saw the flyers on the table: "Why does the store hire someone? Never mind, I'm free today, I'll help you hand them out." He

was about to go outside, but turned back and threw something from his pocket onto the counter.

"I didn't ask for money to hand out flyers, so it's not too much for you to eat this for me, right?"

Song Yu glanced at it; it was a piece of chocolate.

A little while later, the other two also went out to help.

Several more bags of chocolate-related items appeared on the counter.

Song Yu hadn't expected anyone to give chocolates for Qixi Festival. However, 009's voice quickly rang out: [Host, the progress bar has reached 100%.]

Song Yu was stunned.

009: [The main characters have all learned to love, and this world line ends here.]

[You have half an hour left.]

Song Yu ignored the things on the stage, squatted down and ran to Zhao Ran's side: "Are you tired? Or should we take a break—"

He stopped halfway through his sentence because he saw that Zhao Ran's eyes were red.

"I know my wife doesn't like me..."

The tall, dark-skinned man's voice was tinged with suppressed sobs as he rubbed his stubble-haired head against Song Yu's neck.

Like a large dog neglected by its owner.

People are greedy, even someone as honest and loyal as Zhao Ran would want more.

He thought he would always give without expecting anything in return, and he had been doing so for the past few years. He even thought that if Song Yu liked someone else in the future, he could still live like this.

But when he saw these rivals, he still broke down.

He also wanted Song Yu to like him.

He didn't even need equal love.

"Wife... can you like me..."

"Just, like me a little bit..."

Song Yu didn't know that he would make such a man who looked much taller and stronger than him cry.

Having done a lot of hard labor, Zhao Ran was never afraid of pain, nor had he ever cried.

But now, he felt his clothes around his neck were wet.

The room quieted down, filled with a mixed floral scent.

But Song Yu's fragrance wasn't masked.

After a moment, the boy reached out and gently patted Zhao Ran,

as if coaxing him.

"You're so clumsy."

"Look in the apron pocket."

Zhao Ran froze, immediately straightening up. Years had passed, and the man's features had matured considerably, making him more handsome and exuding the air of a successful man.

But at this moment, he seemed to have become that kind-hearted neighbor again.

In the apron pocket was a small box of chocolates.

Zhao Ran's heart began to race.

The man who had always been ignored finally had someone who cared about him.

After a long pause, Zhao Ran belatedly looked at Song Yu.

The boy surrounded by flowers was smiling at him.

At that moment, the stray dog ​​finally had a home.

[Congratulations on completing the mission. All data in the online dating world will be immediately retrieved.] [

World level is B, your overall rating is A.]

[Congratulations on gaining 30,000 points.]

Song Yu quickly returned to the staff apartment.

This time, 009 didn't immediately issue the next world's mission.

Instead, he told him to wait two days.

Song Yu rested in the apartment for two days. When 009 returned, he told him that the system had been upgraded and he could choose a world himself.

Song Yu was overjoyed.

He looked at the few remaining worlds on the platform.

- Rural Wedding World

- Wedding... that probably isn't a good idea.

- Infinite Flow Stupid Beauty World -

If the protagonist is a stupid beauty, Song Yu would still be willing to go, after all, he could bully the other person. However, the infinite world is too scary, he still needs to think about it.

Song Yu didn't dare to choose the remaining "Substitute Literature" and "Crematorium Running Away with a Baby Literature" ones. He was afraid that he would become a sugar daddy again, or that he would become the one running away with the baby.

Finally, Song Yu and 009 calculated their points and found that if they chose another S-level world and successfully completed the mission, he would have enough points to go home.

Song Yu asked 009 to reveal all the S-level worlds.

Most S-class worlds have terrifying backgrounds: supernatural, battle royale, natural disasters, wastelands… Having experienced the apocalypse, Song Yu carefully considered

various options before finally settling on a modern setting. He couldn't look at any information beforehand, but judging from the name, the keyword "face blindness leading to husband misidentification" didn't seem too scary.

Finally, Song Yu confirmed with 009 that this was the one to choose.

Soon—

[You have selected an S-class suspense world.]

[Please note that this world contains many perverts.]

Song Yu: "?"

W-what is that?

009 continued: [You will be playing the role of—a rich, good-for-nothing second-generation heir who is constantly bullied by his friend's wife.] (

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