It's just The Sims, how did it become my ideal love story?

Chapter 185 What Few Percent (Second Update!)

crazy!

Absolutely crazy!
When Cai Yan came out, she felt much more sober.

The problem is that everything that just happened has become clear and obvious in my mind as a result.

I can't remember what I was thinking when I did something so outrageous; it's like selective amnesia. Perhaps it was too shameful to recall, so it was selectively hidden, and I didn't really want to remember.

But the heart-pounding sensation from that process still lingers.

My heart was racing and I couldn't calm it down.

too exaggerated.

How could someone cause such a huge disaster? Can this be explained away by simply being drunk? He doesn't seem drunk at all. He's pretending not to remember, but if they meet again and he sees his face, won't he remember everything that happened tonight?

How about we take a taxi straight home? Or maybe we should go to Shanghai, or even go abroad, travel to the ends of the earth, go to America, go to Australia, go to Canada, and never see each other again in this lifetime. Maybe that's the only way to make all the awkwardness of tonight disappear and be buried in our hearts forever.

Okay, of course this is a joke.

But what should I do about tonight's events? My cheeks still feel hot.

What's worse, Cai Yan discovered that her current regret wasn't because the incident itself was so unacceptable or repulsive. She felt none of that; it was simply the thought of the awkwardness of their future encounter, the embarrassment of possibly losing all authority in his presence.

This is not the same thing at all.
I'm so annoying.

Taking a deep breath, Cai Yan temporarily put aside all her distracting thoughts and entered the private room. In any case, what's done is done, and time cannot be turned back.

As long as no one else knows, it's fine. He's not a big mouth who would gossip about it everywhere, even though it's definitely something to brag about.

Hmph, let him be smug for now.

Gu Huai quickly returned to the private room and calmed down a bit. Actually, he didn't need to think too much, since he was the one in a passive position.

It seems there's no need for them to take responsibility for this.

It's a somewhat despicable thing to say, but there's no way around it; that's just how it is. When they came in, Cai Yan was already seated, while Lin Jiang was singing into the microphone.

No wonder the singing inside sounded much more pleasant before I even entered.

Lin Jiang's singing is indeed of a very professional standard, making people almost forget everything that had just happened.

Many people in the private room stopped their drinking games, and some even started recording videos on their phones.

Whether it was because she had drunk a lot of alcohol or because Lin Jiang was naturally like that when she sang, she seemed very engrossed in the performance.

The voice and every vibrato that came out of it were full of emotion, a true fusion of skill and emotion with a natural vocal talent.

"When you bring it up again, it will be with my full name and surname."

"They claimed it was friendship, but they were incredibly distant."

So many people love me, but I can't let you go.

Sitting in my seat, I listened to the song that seemed to be right next to me, yet its sound echoed throughout the entire private room.

Gu Huai picked up the unfinished beer without a second thought.

It has to be said that this is a pleasure. Such a voice paired with such an emotionally rich song automatically gives people endless vivid imagery.

Even the lyrics seem to draw you in effortlessly.

He couldn't help but think of Cai Yan, who had acted impulsively just now, and he also saw Lin Jiang holding the microphone with her eyes slightly closed.

They are the kind of women who deserve God's favor, whether in their youth or now in their maturity.

So what exactly is the reason that allows them to be so closely connected to their own lives and stir up trouble in their own world?

Like a delusional fantasy, it's something that would be considered excessive even in fairy tales.

It's undeniable that he has changed a lot, both in terms of his external stats and his personality and mental state. But Gu Huai clearly remembers, and will never forget, that they were the people who came to him before he had changed.

The person truly favored by heaven is oneself.

The bitter beer now tastes like a sweet stream.

"Clap clap clap!"

"it is good!"

"As expected of Lin Jiang, you sing so well!"

"Damn, I thought I was at a concert! I have to toast you!"

It's rare to hear such genuine applause and cheering in a karaoke bar. After all, most people are just hobbyists, and even if they're tone-deaf, you have to force yourself to listen and pretend you're singing well. The few who can actually listen are lucky; their ears have escaped a disaster.

Lin Jiang is a truly professional and melodious performer, and she's also good-looking. What more could you ask for?
Lin Jiang put down the microphone, looking embarrassed.

"I'll pass, sorry."

Lulu smiled and helped explain, "You all have a wedding to attend tomorrow, so you're all about ready. Don't drink too much, or I'll hold everyone accountable if anyone is late because they can't get up."

No one was really going to force Lin Jiang to drink; after all, they weren't a business tycoon who could treat every woman like a princess.

Cai Yan sat down and started looking at her phone. Gu Huai, sitting next to her, didn't know what to say, or even if he should say anything at all. Judging from her previous state, Cai Yan's emotions still needed to calm down. Knowing her as he did, it seemed that not saying anything was the best option.

Just as she was about to die, Lin Jiang, who had just finished singing, came over.

Her beautiful eyes, with those familiar shallow dimples, met Gu Huai's gaze. "Did you hear me sing just now?"

Gu Huai smiled and said, "I heard it. Luckily, you arrived in time. It was very beautiful."

"Hmm~ That's pretty perfunctory."

"Otherwise, how else can I praise you? Or should I write a short essay just for you?"

"No need. How about posting on WeChat Moments that Jiang Jiang sings really well?"

"I'll advertise for you on my WeChat Moments, right? That'll cost you extra."

"Pfft."

Cai Yan, who seemed focused on her phone and oblivious to everything around her, frowned. The sound of the two chatting and laughing was rather jarring. What was wrong with this man? He was just touching his leg in that dimly lit private room a moment ago, and now he's chatting and laughing with Lin Jiang—it was infuriating.

And this little teacup... Who actively forces others to praise their singing? Is it even good? It's just so-so, about the same as my own singing.
"Yan Yan, do you sing? It's a real shame we haven't heard you sing today."

Lulu looked over with a smile, interrupting Cai Yan's thoughts.

The aloof woman, who had been defiant just moments before, decisively shook her head. "I'm not singing anymore. I'm feeling a bit unwell from the drink. I probably won't even be able to see the lyrics clearly later."

In reality, her condition wasn't that bad. That dizzying, almost suffocating long kiss actually made her more awake.

Lin Jiang had just finished singing when she made me sing "Are We Best Friends or Enemies?" Why is she trying to harm me like this?
"That's a pity. I'd love to hear you sing. I remember what your favorite song was again."

"What I miss."

Lulu could hardly remember these things, and Cai Yan herself felt embarrassed and didn't want to remind her.

After all, it wasn't anything important, let alone a secret, so it shouldn't be remembered, and there was no reason for it to be remembered.

But a relaxed voice came from the side, and Cai Yan turned her head in surprise.

Then they saw Gu Huai, who had just been chatting and laughing with Lin Jiang, looking in their direction and speaking with a smile.

But he still remembered.

Cai Yan was a little dazed when Lulu slapped her forehead. "Right, right, right! It's this one. Gu Huai, how do you have such a good memory?"

Gu Huai smiled sheepishly, "No, not at all. I think I've only ever heard Cai Yan sing this song before. I haven't heard any others. I only remembered it after you mentioned it."

The reason sounds reasonable, but Cai Yan clearly understands. Do you remember what song a street performer sang as he passed by?
It's been so long.
She didn't avoid the awkward situation by keeping quiet or looking down at her phone guiltily.

Instead, she raised her head, wearing a gentle smile that seemed slightly unfamiliar to her.

"I remember you can sing that too, why don't you sing one?"

"Me?" Gu Huai was stunned. How could this have gotten him into trouble?
Lulu clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Yes! I've heard you sing before, you sing so well, why don't you show us something?"

Gu Huai said irritably, "Lin Jiang just finished singing and you want me to sing? Are you conducting a control experiment here?"

Lin Jiang couldn't help but laugh, "It's not that exaggerated, give it a try, sing one!"

The little teacup is being affectionate again.

Cai Yan squinted her eyes, "By the way, I want to hear 'The You of the Past,' the song you sang for me."

"Did I sing it for you?" Lin Jiang instantly realized the subtle 'hidden agenda' in Cai Yan's words.

Gu Huai hadn't even agreed to sing yet when Lin Jiang, not to be outdone, chimed in, "I want to hear those flower songs, the ones you played for me."

Cai Yan immediately looked at Lin Jiang, who wasn't even looking at her, and then shifted her gaze to Gu Huai's face.

"You can play it too?"

Gu Huai was completely exasperated. "Wait a minute. I haven't even said I wanted to sing yet. Why are you already requesting songs?"

Although I know that both of them are opinionated and tend to be proactive and assertive, this is just too much to ask!
Cai Yan is a strong woman at first glance, while Lin Jiang appears gentle and mild-mannered, but is very good at using coquetry and soft words to make people helpless—that's the kind of hidden strength she possesses.

"Never mind, it's Lulu's wedding, let's give her some face~"

"Can we skip giving money as a gift to save face?" Gu Huai asked sincerely.

"Oh, this won't do," Lulu politely declined.

Cai Yan didn't waste any words, "So which song are you going to sing?"

Good grief, I didn't even agree!
Cai Yan was staring intently at him, and when he turned his head, he saw Lin Jiang's expectant expression. What man could resist that look? He'd be ready to be boiled in oil without a second thought.

But Cai Yan had just forcibly kissed him, and he couldn't bring himself to ignore her request.
Isn't this Lulu's wedding? What are you all doing standing here?!

Gu Huai really wanted to say that, but when he turned his head, he saw Lulu secretly laughing. When she saw Gu Huai's gaze, she quickly said it.

"I'm fine, you can choose whichever you want, don't worry about me."

"."

I choose to leave~
Okay, he can't rap.

Faced with these two completely different gazes, both of which he found hard to refuse, Gu Huai simply gave up thinking, braced himself, stood up, and numbly walked to the karaoke machine.

Then he pressed the button himself, and then neatly picked up the microphone on the table and sat down.

The two women exchanged a glance, as if one of them was about to gain the upper hand.

A glance is enough; no further words are needed to avoid appearing undignified.

But the next moment.

When the two saw the next song switch, they both showed varying degrees of surprise.

"What fraction?"

"I don't think I've ever heard of it."

Gu Huai had already automatically blocked out all sounds around him; his excellent memory meant he didn't even need to look at the lyrics on the screen.

The simple intro can automatically evoke emotions that flow into your mind.

"I remember that day, the sun was pressing down on the plain."

The wind blows gently, and no one sheds a tear.

"Everything is so beautiful, so beautiful that I don't need to say anything."

Has the past changed? Have the memories become what we perceive as beautiful?

But aren't those people who would regret missing out or suffer from losing you right now by your side?

He held the microphone, a genuine smile on his face.

……

(End of this chapter)