WELCOME HOME (01)

 Having experienced many worlds, he had completely forgotten what the ward where he had stayed for the past six months looked like, until a nurse came over and spoke to him: "Little Song, you've recovered a bit today! It seems you can be discharged in another month!"

The nurse's tone was very excited, after all, when this young man first came to the hospital, he was so weak that his lips were pale, and he looked listless, like a rose that was about to wither and decay.

And now, this rose had miraculously come back to life.

"Get up and do a full body check-up, I'll report the situation to the doctor later."

Song Yu hesitated for a few seconds: "...Okay."

His limbs were still a little out of control, and he slowly followed behind the nurse. The hospital gown was particularly large on him, making his waist look even more slender.

On the way to the physical examination, Song Yu tried to call out the AI ​​in his mind: [009?]

No response.

It seems he really has returned to reality.

Song Yu quickly accepted this fact. He remembered 009's words; the other person said they would come to find him.

So, he had to hold back his tears.

There weren't many people in line, and the entire medical examination took about two hours. The results wouldn't be available until the next day.

Song Yu picked up his phone and looked at the date with some surprise—he had experienced so many worlds, yet only two days had passed in the real world.

Two days ago, he was so weak he could barely stand, and he had already prepared himself to go to another world to be with his grandmother. But now, he could feel his body was exceptionally light, without dizziness, and his breathing was smooth.

He truly had a healthy body.

Unfortunately, there was no one to share this joy with.

Song Yu sat properly in the chair beside his hospital bed and wrote down what he wanted to share with 009 in his notebook.

For the next week, he cooperated well with the treatment and rehabilitation. After more than half a month, he was discharged from the hospital.

On the day of his discharge, Song Yu packed his bags and took a taxi home.

His residence was in a new community, elegant and unique, with little noise.

Song Yu's home was a two-bedroom apartment, not large, but enough for him to live alone.

This house was bought by his grandmother when he was in high school. She always believed he could get into the best university in the province, so she quietly bought a house near the university.

So sometimes when he got tired of the dorms, he would come back to live here.

Song Yu was much healthier, and cleaning didn't leave him out of breath. He quickly tidied the room, including the kitchen…

though he didn't plan to cook.

After resting at home for a night, Song Yu contacted his advisor the next day to explain his intention to enroll.

Song Yu was currently a sophomore, having taken a year off due to health reasons, and his time was almost up.

His advisor quickly called him and then notified him of the materials to prepare via WeChat. Two days later, Song Yu went to the university with his materials.

Song Yu had just started his sophomore year when he took the leave of absence, but now his classmates were already sophomores. However, sophomore courses were more credit-intensive, so he couldn't skip directly.

Song Yu said it was okay: "I still need to take some of these courses, so I'll start from sophomore year."

The advisor breathed a sigh of relief.

Previously, some students had taken leave of absence because they couldn't accept being a year behind their peers and had even argued with the school.

He glanced at Song Yu; this student was well-behaved and pretty, with a gentle personality.

So he helped her a lot with the enrollment process, even helping her with dormitory assignments.

"This dormitory is two people short, and the students inside are all very polite. You can ask them for help if you need anything," the counselor added, glancing at Song Yu, "especially for physical tasks."

Song Yu: "..."

He wanted to say that he was very healthy and strong now.

However, the counselor meant well, so he pursed his lips, thanked him, and went home to pack his luggage after completing the enrollment procedures.

The house was only a fifteen-minute walk from the school. It was around seven or eight in the evening, and the temperature wasn't too high. He leisurely led his suitcase to his assigned room, 302.

The door was ajar. Song Yu politely knocked twice, and a young man's voice came from inside: "Come in!"

accompanied by a burst of noise.

Song Yu figured they might be playing games, so he pushed his suitcase in. Upon entering, as expected, one of them was sitting at the table organizing the bookshelf, while the other two were casually sitting in chairs playing games on their phones.

Song Yu wasn't as shy as he used to be, but he still felt a little nervous in this situation. He unconsciously gripped his coat, wondering whether to greet them, when the two suddenly stared at him.

Song Yu: "..."

The dormitory was silent for several seconds, the air a little awkward. Song Yu greeted them softly: "...Hello."

Two of the other two were from the physical education department, and the other was in the same major as Song Yu. They had heard that a student who had taken a leave of absence was transferring to their dormitory that afternoon, and they had preconceived notions that students on leave of absence were difficult to get along with. Now, they were staring blankly at the handsome young man in front of them.

Song Yu stood awkwardly at the door, receiving their gazes, his cheeks burning.

Finally, it was the boy tidying up the bookshelves who reacted first. He wore black-rimmed glasses and had a very straight nose. He pointed to the empty bed and said, "Excuse me, that's your bed."

Finally, someone paid attention to him... Song Yu almost thought he was going to be ostracized. He nodded slightly and smiled at the boy with black-rimmed glasses: "Thank you."

The other two boys stood up from their chairs. Both were sports majors, very tall, with muscular arms. One immediately went to help Song Yu carry his suitcase, and the other went downstairs to get bedding from the dormitory manager.

Song Yu finished unpacking his luggage, sat down, and watched his roommates feed him like they were feeding a hamster.

Milk tea, fruit, snacks... His new roommates were pretty good.

Song Yu suddenly remembered the first world where he and 009 accepted a mission. It was also a similar university campus life. Now he could finally enjoy it instead of living in fear every day because of doing perverted missions.

Speaking of perverts, Song Yu lowered his eyes.

He thought of that person. It

was just his guess—he guessed that the protagonists he encountered in these worlds were all from the same string of data. Because some of their little habits were so similar.

And their level of perversion was the same too.

Could that person also be at this school?

*

Over the next few days, Song Yu observed the male classmates while attending classes.

He used his intuition to judge; some people, just one look was enough to tell they weren't the person he was looking for.

At least, that person wasn't in this major.

Song Yu thought he was just quietly observing from his seat, but he didn't expect that just a few glances would make everyone so restless, they even created a group chat.

The name was: "Want to RuaSY Every Day."

Besides Song Yu himself, many male classmates had joined the group chat.

【He glanced at me twice today, Mom, I'm in love.】

【I wore a short-sleeved shirt on purpose, showing off my muscles from just working out.】

【But what type does SY like? I'll change so I can.】

【It's definitely the tall, handsome, and muscular type.】

【Isn't that me?】

【Pah!】

【With your weakling appearance, what can you offer SY?】

The group chat was in an uproar, everyone staring at their phones, mocking each other, treating each other as imaginary enemies, but most didn't even dare to ask for Song Yu's phone number.

Song Yu was completely unaware of all this. If he knew that his daily scrutiny of everyone would cause so much trouble, he would definitely wear an eye patch every day.

Actually, even if he wore an eye patch, those repressed perverts in the group would only get more excited—

【He wore the same color shirt as me today, just a couple.】

【He's breathing, he likes me.】 Of course , these people only chatted in the group chat and didn't dare to actually approach Song Yu. After all, they felt a chill run down their spines just from accidentally making eye contact with him, so no one dared to strike up a conversation.

Only his roommate, Li Xun, the one with black-rimmed glasses, was closest to Song Yu. 

The group was seething with resentment. Song Yu attended classes during the day and went to the library to do his homework at night, always climbing up and down both floors before finding a seat. 

Unfortunately, he still couldn't find the person he wanted to find. As for why he was so persistent in looking for him… 

Song Yu wasn't quite sure; perhaps it was because he had promised to recognize the other person first. "Xiao Yu?" someone suddenly called him. 

Song Yu recognized the voice and looked behind him; it was his roommate, Li Xun. "What a coincidence." 

Song Yu: "…" It was already the second day; it shouldn't be considered a coincidence, just that two people who liked to come to the library had run into each other. 

It was only the beginning of the semester, and not many people were in the library. 

Song Yu had chosen a rather secluded spot, with few people around. Li Xun naturally asked, "Can I sit next to you?" Song Yu nodded and moved his books to the side. 

Whenever there was a sound in the library, he would immediately glance up, then lower his eyes with a slightly disappointed look. 

"Are you looking for someone?" Li Xun had noticed this a few days earlier. 

He had initially thought it wasn't his business, but seeing Song Yu's dejected expression, he couldn't help but soften and wanted to help this seemingly delicate and timid boy. 

Song Yu hesitated whether to tell him, and after a couple of seconds of contemplation, Li Xun seemed unable to contain himself: "Looking for a boyfriend?" Song Yu: "?" Li Xun's words reminded him. 

He had taken a year off from school and didn't like socializing; finding someone in the entire school would be like finding a needle in a haystack. But his roommates had a wide circle of friends, so maybe he could find someone. 

So Song Yu nodded in agreement. Li Xun was taken aback at first, then his body tensed up, and his voice became nervous: "You... do you have any requirements?" 

Countless images flashed through Song Yu's mind, and she summarized them: "Tall, good-looking, a bit arrogant, not talkative, preferably with a name... containing 'Lu' or 'Xiu'." 

Li Xun only met two criteria: tall and good-looking. He looked disappointed: "You have requirements for your boyfriend's name too?" 

Song Yu: "..." 

Song Yu: "Yeah, I've had my birth chart calculated." 

Li Xun: "..." Oh well, he'll just keep it a secret. 

Li Xun quickly recovered from the blow and posted Song Yu's criteria in the group chat that very night. 

The group chat immediately exploded— 

[Which "Lu" and which "Xiu"?! Is it too late for me to change my name?] 

[How tall is considered tall? I'm 183cm, is that enough?]

[I'm talkative on my phone, but in real life I'm definitely a quiet person, that should be me!] 

... Basketball training ground. A boy in a basketball training uniform sat on the court, sweat still on his forehead, scrolling through WeChat messages on his phone. 

Upon seeing a certain post, Zhou Ziyue suddenly shouted to another boy who was still practicing basketball, "Holy crap! Lu-ge! You're getting a girlfriend!" 

Lu Ming made a beautiful two-point shot, then turned to look at him with a look of utter disbelief. 

Zhou Ziyue: "Do you know Song Yu?" 

Lu Ming: "Who?" 

Zhou Ziyue was surprised: "You don't even know Song Yu? He's from the class next to ours, he took a year off, he's incredibly handsome, and lots of people confess to him on the confession wall!" 

"He's looking for a boyfriend now, tall, handsome, and his name has 'Lu' in it, holy crap, Lu-ge, you're a perfect match!" 

Since Song Yu entered the school, he had received a lot of attention because of his looks, but Lu Ming only attended classes and practiced with the basketball team, so he knew nothing about this kind of gossip and ignored Zhou Ziyue. 

After Zhou Ziyue finished speaking, he started sending messages in the group chat like crazy— 【Yes!】 

【Our basketball team's Lu Ming!】 

【Should we ask SY to come and take a look! There's a friendly match tomorrow!!!】 

The number of exclamation marks showed just how excited he was! This was a perfect opportunity to see Song Yu more! He'd only ever seen photos of her before. 

Soon, Li Xun replied in the group chat: "I told him, he said he'd come see her tomorrow." Zhou Ziyue couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy crap!" 

"Brother Lu, you really have a girlfriend!" Lu Ming ignored him until the next day at the basketball game, when he saw a quiet, handsome young man sitting in the corner of the second row. 

His whole back went numb. When he realized he was this handsome young man's ideal type, his scalp practically tingled. So, a friendly basketball game was turned into a personal showcase, two hours of energetic performance like a peacock. 

Meanwhile, Song Yu, sitting in his seat, sighed. No. The other person's ears were still red when he looked over. Clearly not. He didn't have that weirdo-like demeanor. Disappointed, Song Yu left with his water bottle. 

Lu Ming, still waiting for the young man to bring him water: "?" 

Where is he? After that incident, everyone used Lu Ming as a negative example, believing that Song Yu preferred mature and reserved men, not flamboyant ones. But even their attempts to appear mature and reserved didn't win Song Yu's favor. 

Eventually, some bolder individuals couldn't resist confessing their feelings to Song Yu. Although they were rejected, just hearing a single sentence from him was enough to excite them for a long time. 

As a result, more people came to confess to Song Yu, and many even asked for his WeChat.

Song Yu's life was eventually affected.

One day, he received a box of chocolates on the street. Before he could return it, the person ran away.

Song Yu: "..."

He stared at the chocolate packaging.

It looked...pretty delicious.

Song Yu put it in his bag, intending to share it with his roommates when his phone suddenly rang.

He thought it was a notification in the class group chat and immediately opened it—

it was an unknown number.

After seeing the message, Song Yu froze.

【Baby, don't wear such a low neckline.】

Song Yu's eyes widened.

An indescribable feeling welled up.

Not disgusted.

On the contrary, a little...happy.

He looked around but didn't see any suspicious figures.

Another message came—

【Baby, don't eat chocolates given by other men.】

【I prepared some for you, in my pocket.】

Song Yu was stunned, then felt his pocket and there it was.

This person...seems to have magic!

He showed a surprised expression and immediately sent a message to the other person: 【Where are you? I don't see you.】

The other person replied.

【I can't see you for another week.】

【My face hasn't fully recovered yet, I'm afraid I'll look ugly and you'll ignore me.】

【But seeing so many stray dogs surrounding you, I'm going crazy.】

【It's a pity they can't even get a bowl of soup.】

Song Yu stared at the text message.

Hmm… this tone confirms it's the other person.

Actually, even if his face hasn't fully recovered, it's still possible to see you. Song Yu doesn't consider himself someone who cares too much about looks.

He sent: 【So what do you look like now?】

A few seconds later, a photo arrived.

Song Yu looked at the abs photo the other person sent: “…”

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