Chapter 08
System: [Xingxing, the male lead actually refused? Could it be he wants to stay pure for the original female lead?]
Hearing Yaoyaoās words, Xu Xinghe smacked his little butt in her mindspace with a sharp pa! This annoying little system was always disrupting her thoughts.
Xu Xinghe: [Fu Tingshen is obviously afraid of his illness. Heās afraid heāll hurt me.]
System: [Hmph, Xingxing, youāre so mean. You forgot your system once you got yourself a man!]
System Yaoyao kept grumbling inside her mind while rubbing his sore little backside.
Xu Xinghe: [Go pick yourself a new outfit from the premium shop.]
Yaoyaoās eyes instantly lit up. Hit him? Hit him well! A single outfit from the premium shop cost millions of points. How could his host be this good to him~
[Xingxing, this system swears youāre the best host Iāve ever had! From now on, if you tell me to go east, Iāll never go west!]
Watching Yaoyao switch attitudes at lightning speed, Xu Xinghe couldnāt help recalling the scene when they first met. Back then, he had still been a rookie system drifting aimlessly through the galaxy, squatting in a corner and crying anxiously.
She had been sleeping in the Milky Way for tens of thousands of years, only to be awakened by his crying. To stop the noise, she agreed to bind with him and fulfill the wishes of female leads across countless worlds.
By now, she and Yaoyao had long become inseparable, almost like family. Naturally, she treated him a little better.
Thinking of Fu Tingshenās hesitant expression earlier, Xu Xinghe found him unbearably adorable. Such a good manāhow had he become a āmadmanā in the original heroineās eyes?
But now that she was here, Fu Tingshen was a treasure in her eyes~
Fu Tingshen fled back to his bedroom, feeling even more disgusted with himself. He couldnāt even agree to the most basic thing she wanted. Would she still want him after this?
What if Xingxing started hating him because of itā¦ what if she regretted being together with himā¦
His breathing gradually became erratic. The veins in his neck bulged as the pain that had only recently subsided suddenly flared up again.
When he raised his eyes once more, they were already bloodshot, filled with a murderous urge to destroy everything. Vases, glass, wardrobesāanything he could smash now lay shattered across the floor.
Whyā¦ why?
Just when happiness that belonged to him had finally arrived by his side, heaven wanted to cruelly snatch her away again, constantly reminding him that he was nothing more than a lunatic no one wantedā¦
Hearing the loud crashing sounds from next door, Xu Xinghe hurried over and knocked on his door.
āBaby, open the door, okay?ā
She knocked while softly coaxing him, but after a long time there was still no response, making her increasingly anxious.
Inside the room, Fu Tingshen had already fallen into a chaotic hallucination.
His father was holding his mother as they jumped from the rooftop together.
Then came a loud bang as their bodies crashed to the ground right in front of him.
Their blood splattered across young Fu Tingshenās faceāwarm, sticky, and reeking of iron.
The little boy stood motionless, staring at their tightly intertwined bodies.
There was a look of relief on his fatherās face, while his mother glared at him with hatred. Even in death, his father still hadnāt let go of her.
Ever since Fu Tingshen could remember, his mother had cursed his father every single day, while his father silently endured it all. Until the day his mother tried to elope with another man. His father discovered it, and from that day onward, she was confined inside the house.
The young Fu Tingshen had once asked in confusion:
āDad, why are you locking Mom up? Mom cries every day.ā
After a long silence, his father answered:
āBecauseā¦ Dad loves her.ā
Fu Tingshen would never forget the expression on his fatherās face back thenālonely, powerlessā¦
āDoes Mom love Dad too?ā little Fu Tingshen had asked innocently.
He only saw his father remain silent before walking into his motherās room.
Soon, his motherās furious shouting rang out from inside, followed by his fatherās voice:
āAāYuā¦ say you love meā¦ pleaseā¦ just say you love meā¦ā
But until the very moment of death, his father never heard his mother say she loved him.
Fu Tingshen had never understood his fatherāwhy cling so desperately to someone who didnāt love him?
But at this moment, Fu Tingshen realized with tragic clarityā¦
that he and his father were the exact same kind of person.
