Song Yu was stunned for a few seconds before he quickly shook his head. "No, I can support myself."

He touched his nose bitterly and looked up with a little confusion in his eyes. "Why are we talking about this topic? Let's change it."

Xie Sui smiled. "Okay."

Song Yu: "You should go to Linqing Street on Friday. If you don't go, I'll be very bored."

At this time, he had already walked into the apartment and was about to leave the apartment.

Xie Sui watched him go upstairs and said, "Okay, I'll go."

Finally, the monthly exam was over. Song Yu didn't want to do questions like before that night. He relaxed and gave himself a break.

After taking a shower, he took out a bottle of yogurt from the fridge.

After drinking the yogurt, he threw it into the trash can and lay on the bed.

He sent a soy bean emoji to his sister.

[Song Yu: (Teeth emoji)]

A few seconds later, Song Wanying replied.

[Song Wanying: What?]

[Song Yu: My results are out.]

[Song Wanying: So?]

[Song Yu: Miss, you missed out on 100 million. Do you regret it?]

[Song Yu: When you didn't believe me back then, water got into your brain. In the end, it will flow out in the form of tears.]

[Song Wanying: … … … …]

[Song Wanying: 6666666]

Song Yu decided to use the truth to slap her in the face with the data.

[Song Yu: (report.xlsx)]

After a while, a call from A City came. Song Yu picked it up.

On the other side of the phone was a cheerful and clear female voice. She couldn't stop laughing.

"Not bad, you've improved so much. How many gods did you worship before the exam?"

Song Yu laughed but didn't boast. He said honestly, "No, I met a good deskmate. She's the top in our grade. She's very accurate in guessing the questions."

Song Wanying clicked his tongue on the other end of the phone. "Oh, you're starting to be humble."

Song Yu smiled. But this time, he specially looked for Song Wanying not only for the results.

He tried hard to recall the contents of the dream and asked in a soft voice, "When I was five years old, I recuperated in a manor outside the city for a period of time. Do you remember?"

Song Wanying was stunned and thought for a moment. "Huh?

Recuperating in the manor?

I don't remember anything like this happening. "

Song Yu: "Then you should ask Mom."

Song Wanying: "Mom is busy, she's still in the office.

No, five years old. Wait a minute, I seem to have a vague impression of it. "

Song Yu remained silent, giving her time to recall.

She racked her brains for a long time before she finally came to a realization.

"Yes, I remember now. It was a summer vacation. During that time, your brother and I were called abroad by Grandpa.

Grandpa was so strict. That was definitely the most painful summer vacation I remember when I was a child. "

"You should have gone too, but Mom had just undergone surgery at that time. The doctor strongly advised her not to be too busy, so she left a lot of things to Dad and went to the manor alone to recuperate.

Maybe she was afraid of being lonely, so she brought you along. "

"Why are you asking about this?"

Song Yu was slightly stunned when he heard this. He gripped his phone tightly and said in a puzzled voice, "So … I wasn't the one who went to recuperate?"

Song Wanying's voice was both angry and amused. "Don't you know that your illness was caused by yourself when you were six years old?

Instead of staying in your room on a rainy day, you ran to the edge of the island and almost drowned.

You were in a coma for so long that the whole family was scared half to death. "

Song Yu: "…"

What the hell!

Wasn't this a little different from the plot in his dream? Was that why he was in good health before he was six years old?

But why did he remember that in "Gentle Control", "Song Yu's" illness was innate?

Song Yu quickly recovered from the shock and shook his head.

How much detail could he remember about a cannon fodder who only appeared in a few chapters and whose illness the author didn't even bother to make up a name?

It was probably because he fell into the water after he was six years old that he became sick.

… He was stupid enough to take a dream seriously.

Song Wanying's attention didn't stop there. He joked, "How can there be no reward for doing so well in the exam — Yu Yu, do you like Wang Houxiong or Xue Jinxing?"

Song Yu was very cold. "I don't like either."

Song Wanying tried to tempt him. "They can take you to the peak of your studies."

Song Yu sneered. "No, I have my deskmate. It's better to like Xie Sui than them."

Song Wanying: "…"

After hanging up the phone, Song Yu sat cross-legged on the bed with a serious expression.

“008。”

He shouted into the air for a long time, but there was no response in the room for a long time.

Three months ago, the System said it was going to report to the Lord God, but there was still no reply.

Song Yu was speechless. Did the Lord God think it was unreliable and directly destroyed it?

The corners of his mouth twitched and he leaned back. Song Yu's light brown pupils were full of depression and confusion.

008 wanted him to travel into the book and follow the plot five years later. But now the plot five years later was probably all off track.

Xie Sui wouldn't meet these scumbags, wouldn't be evil, and didn't need to be relieved.

There was no need for his existence.

Speaking of which, he still felt that the original book's arrangement of "Song Yu" as a childhood friend was like a forced character, just to keep Xie Sui's kind nature.

Song Yu saw the imprisonment and didn't continue to read.

However, "Gentle Control" was marked as "sadistic love", so there must be "love" and "affection". So, there was a high probability that Xie Sui, who kept her kind nature, would forgive that group of people?

Reach a happy ending with some scumbag?

The counterattack was only hoped for in his dream?

F * ck!

Thinking of this, Song Yu suddenly sat up in anger!

His chest felt stuffy like a stone was pressing down on it, and his head hurt from anger. He got up and poured himself a glass of water.

After so long, the plot of that stupid book could still nauseate him again and again.

When he thought of his role was to promote the development of this kind of plot.

Song Yu angrily poured himself another glass of water.

— — Persuade Xie Sui to let go of her hatred!

— — If he wanted to persuade Xie Sui, it would be to persuade her not to let go of the past and directly kill that group of scumbags!

Also, he had always been very curious … Why did Song Yu say to the protagonist, "Your mother loves you very much, don't hate her" and such nonsense, make Xie Sui instantly understand a lot of things and even let go of her hatred?

Too far-fetched. Xie Sui didn't hate his mother.

… Forget it, "Gentle Control" was illogical.

After drinking three glasses of water, Song Yu calmed down and lay back on the bed. He clicked on the link and found that Ma Xiaoding had given him a link to a group called "Class One's Happy Family."

Song Yu: "…"

[Sadako Does Not Forget the Well Digger: Brother Yu, join the class group. Everyone is talking about Friday night. Come quickly, come quickly [Happy Little Panda Lifts Windmill.Jpg]]

[Sadako Does Not Forget Well Digger: It's not easy to have a team-building event. Of course, we can't just go to the KTV and sing. Prepare the poker cards and hide the beer.]

[Your Husband Brother Yu:]

Song Yu didn't want to enter the middle-aged and old-fashioned group for the time being.

There was something choking his heart now, and he was very flustered. He could only poke Xie Sui.

[Song Yu: Do you still remember what happened when you were young?]

The reply came very quickly.

[Xie Sui: Why are you asking this?]

Song Yu felt a little guilty.

[Song Yu: … No, I just wanted to ask.]

Xie Sui's finger tapped on the screen, wondering if Song Yu had remembered what happened when he was five years old.

However, if he didn't remember it, how could Song Yu remember it?

… No.

As sharp as he was, he almost quickly caught the trace of abnormality.

A trace of coldness flashed across Xie Sui's eyes. He leaned back on the bed, his expression cold and his eyes dark and deep.

Five years old …

He knew that Song Yu and he used to know each other.

However, the experience of knowing each other was a blur.

He didn't care before, so he didn't think too much about it.

Now, why did he feel like his memory had been tampered with?

Was it the price of being reborn?

He didn't believe it.

Xie Sui looked down and replied to Song Yu.

[Xie Sui: I don't remember.]

[Xie Sui: You want to tell me about your childhood?]

When Song Yu saw that he said "I don't remember," he heaved a sigh of relief and felt a little disappointed.

[Song Yu: No, actually, I don't remember either.]

[Song Yu: I just asked in a moment of impulse.]

[Song Yu: You know that I like to find things to talk about when I'm bored. Hahahahaha.]

The more he explained, the more it sounded like a cover-up.

Xie Sui chuckled. However, he had always been very patient with Song Yu and wouldn't force him.

He changed the topic very naturally.

[Xie Sui: Aren't you going to sleep yet?]

[Song Yu: It's still early. I want to have fun after the exam.]

[Xie Sui: It's not early. It's not good for your health to sleep late and wake up late.]

[Xie Sui: Go to sleep.]

Song Yu lay on the bed, holding his phone with both hands and typing.

[Song Yu: … You look like my dad.

Uh, no, my dad has a bad temper.

It should be my mom.

Anyway, she's my family.]

[Xie Sui.]

[How do your family members usually call you?]

Song Yu thought for a moment. It was too embarrassing to share his nickname with his friends, so he shook his head.

[Song Yu: Just call me Song Yu.]

The other party was straightforward.

[Xie Sui: You're lying.]

Song Yu was shocked.

[…]

【？？？？】

[How can you tell?]

[Xie Sui: I've been to your house. Your grandma is calling you.]

[Xie Sui: Yu Yu.]

Smack.

Song Yu's hand was not steady, and the phone fell on his face.

"F * ck …"

It was so painful that he sat up immediately.

He was ashamed, angry, and depressed. He wiped his face. Why did he call his grandma's nickname in front of others?!

[Song Yu: … You heard wrong. Forget it.]

[Song Yu: Don't call me that. Shame on you!]

Xie Sui smiled, and the coldness in her eyes melted away with gentleness.

[Xie Sui: Didn't you say that I'm like your family? Then I'll be more like you.]

[Xie Sui: Yu Yu, be good. Sleep. Good night.]

Song Yu: "…"

He was so angry that his face was burning!

Day, day, day, day!

What else could he do?!

He typed in exasperation.

[Song Yu: Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep!]

[Song Yu: Okay, okay, okay, okay!]

Just shut up!

After exiting the chat with Xie Sui, Song Yu's mind was in a mess. How could he fall asleep? He stared at the ceiling for a long time, took a deep breath, and clicked on the group link that Ma Xiaoding gave him.

"Class One's Happy Family."

The chat was very lively, and the chat was very fast. Therefore, when Song Yu entered the group, no one noticed.

He scrolled through the chat history.

[Sadako Never Forget the Well-Digger: QWQ Brother Yu is not coming. He thinks our names are unpleasant.]

[Lights Like the Past:???

Brother Yu is so cool!

But who came up with this name? It's too old-fashioned. I want to hit someone too. ^ *]

[Matcha Milk Cover Does Not Add Ice: If Brother Yu is not coming, we can gossip about him behind his back.

[Bowen Strong Knowledge: … What?]

[Han Sheng: You must be itching for a beating.

What gossip is there to gossip about? He's handsome when fighting, fierce when scolding people, and his grades are good. As a guy, I can't even be jealous.

Brother Yu is awesome.]

[Autumn Water Long Sky: That's what you guys see. Usually, we gossip about how Brother Yu can have a perfect deskmate like Goddess Xie at 15 years old.]

[Sharp Edge: Yes!!

He can even receive Goddess Xie's love and gentleness. Wuwuwu, such a beautiful friendship. I'm crying.]

The last female classmate simply sent a whole row of lemons and scrolled through the screen.

[It's Wanwan: In his first year of high school, he had the genius to tutor him and the school hunk to buy him a cake. My first year of high school had nothing. Wuwuwuwu.]

At this moment, a familiar ID appeared.

[Your Husband Brother Yu: Oh?]

[…] The happy family of the first class couldn't continue being happy for a moment.

This ID?

Ma Xiaoding, didn't you say that Brother Yu wouldn't enter the group?!

[It's Wanwan: … Brother Yu??]

Song Yu looked at their descriptions.

He didn't feel particularly good.

[Your Husband Brother Yu: What do you mean?]

[Your Husband Brother Yu: You all think that I'm taking advantage of Xie Sui?]

No!!

[It's Wanwan: No. Wuwuwuwu, Brother Yu is not. Wuwuwu, don't misunderstand.]

We just think that Goddess Xie should dote on his wife!!

Song Yu chuckled.

[Your Husband Brother Yu: Am I worse than him?]

Wanwan was about to cry.

[It's Wanwan: No, no, no!

You're the nation's husband!

You're much more popular than Goddess Xie!

You're the dream lover of all the girls in school!]

Song Yu had just been humiliated by Xie Sui and was even smashed in the face by her phone. He wasn't in a good mood.

Only now did he feel a little better. The corners of his lips twitched.

[Your Husband Brother Yu: So there's no need to be jealous.]

[It's Wanwan: Huh?]

He was confused.

[Your Husband Brother Yu: It's quite enviable to have the school hunk as a deskmate at the age of 15.

But you're not bad to be in the same group as me at such a young age.]

Everyone in the first class: … After studying so hard for so long, they almost forgot that Brother Yu had debuted as a troll.

[Your Husband Brother Yu: Isn't that right, Sister?]

Sister: Tat

[It's Wanwan: Yes, yes, yes, yes!

Oh my god, how can I be so lucky QAQ!

I'm really amazing at such a young age!

But I actually didn't know that I was lucky. I was wrong, Brother Yu, let me go!]