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

Chapter 187 You're a Good Person! (Fourth Update, Please Vote!)

On a night with few stars, the cool moonlight is like an unattainable beauty.

It's in your eyes, in your heart, and on your head, but it can't possibly be in anyone's hands.

The streets seem somewhat deserted at this time of day; no one should care about their loneliness. Their secrets must lie in the countless fallen leaves that accumulate in the early morning.

Streets like this, nights like this.

It's perfect for someone with a lot on their mind to take a walk by themselves.

It's more suitable for two people who have too much to say but can't express it to stroll slowly here, lingering and unwilling to go home.

Gu Huai was unable to move at this moment, as if he had been subjected to a magical spell.

The woman, clutching her collar with two slender, delicate fingers, looked up, letting Gu Huai see the fire in her eyes.

A person's innermost thoughts are like a vast ocean, and the emotions they want to express become the raging fire in their eyes. What was originally a distant, ambiguous relationship could be described as something more.

There's no reason for a plot involving accountability, but she's someone who doesn't play by the rules. She knows herself too well, and she understands that all actions within the bounds of common sense would seem boring.

And people who do pointless things are pointless too; she would never do that.

However, the look in his eyes and the words he uttered at this moment could not make Gu Huai take it as a joke or a game; instead, they inexplicably brought a sense of tension to his heart.

He looked into the other person's eyes, which were so close to his own, and smelled the rich fragrance that filled his nostrils, almost like a contagious disease that was parasitizing him.

"Maybe it's because we're too close?"

He tried to find excuses, of course, he couldn't openly admit it. People do face many choices, and indeed, most choices are deceptive.

Just like my guilty explanation at this moment.

If only life could always be lived openly and honestly, and one could openly admit to anything one has done, but everyone knows that's impossible.

Her fingers easily loosened her collar, but instead of turning away like a princess who had seen through a swindler, she reached out and pinched her cheek with a flushed smile.

His eyes, though smiling, seemed to hold a fire within them, yet the word "anger" was nowhere to be found.

“We’re not in that kind of relationship after all, so you’re free to be with whoever you want, and it’s not my business if you’re a little closer to anyone.”

Her eyes were like crystals containing liquid, the quiet luster of which could cut others.

Gu Huai was so ashamed that he couldn't speak.

Hesitation can be a mistake in life, and emotions are even more vulnerable to indecisiveness. If you can't make a choice, don't choose at all; you'll only let good things slip away. You should understand this principle.

But the loudest, the most overwhelming voice, is the whisper of one's own inner desires, like a demon.

“That’s not the case.”

He retorted softly.

But her smiling eyes refuted her own rebuttal.

"That's just how it is. I have no right, no standing, no proper reason. But that doesn't stop me from really caring. So how could I let you fall asleep tonight with only her scent on your face?"

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"The thought of you sleeping in bed, closing your eyes, taking a breath, smelling this scent, and being reminded of her makes me really angry."

This one.

Um, um.

Who wrote a sci-fi story that fell at my feet?

Who smuggled too much good stuff into my life, which has been terrible for so long?
Does anyone understand? What's most captivating isn't passionate and direct love confessions, nor is it the moment when a quiet, unsung sacrifice is finally revealed.

Rather, it's the undisguised, intense possessiveness that's openly displayed to you. The emotion of wanting to possess something privately because you don't want to give it to others feels extremely unreal.

Gu Huai lowered his head slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but she seemed to have misunderstood his signal.

Lin Jiang raised her head, and the hand that was pinching the other person's face gradually loosened, then cupped his face, and moved closer to Gu Huai.

In the chilly night wind, Gu Huai seemed to have lost all sense of temperature.

He watched as the other person tiptoed closer, wondering to himself what great act of kindness he had done in his past life to be able to do so much in a single day.
Before the idea could fully develop, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Fuck you!"

A tremendous force, mixed with angry curses.

They pulled him directly from Lin Jiang's grasp, forcing Gu Huai to turn around. To be honest, he didn't even see who it was at first glance, so he naturally didn't know why they were pulling him at this moment, and he didn't even seem to have any premonition about what was about to happen.

A fist came straight at his face.

But even faster than his brain's thinking was Gu Huai's instinctive reaction, even after drinking alcohol and without any prior preparation.

Just as the opponent's fist was about to reach her face, Lin Jiang didn't even have time to scream.

"boom!"

His hand accurately grasped the other person's fist, which seemed powerful and even full of anger.

Gu Huai saw the anger appearing on the other person's face, which was gradually becoming familiar.

He gripped the other person's fist and then blinked.

"Hey, I caught it!"

Zhou Xian's eyes widened.

He had been suffering greatly during this time, unwilling to give up his pursuit of Lin Jiang, but Lin Jiang had lost all politeness and simply ignored him and left.

They don't give themselves any chance at all.

He learned from Lin Jiang's colleagues, who were other teachers, that she had gone out to attend someone else's wedding. Although he didn't know exactly where Lin Jiang lived, he knew this was her neighborhood, so he waited here.

When I got back, I was surprised to see the two of them about to kiss.

In an instant, his impatience from waiting so long had been exhausted, coupled with his instinctive anger at seeing this scene, made him rush forward without hesitation.

Zhou Xian truly hadn't expected that his punch, which was practically a sneak attack, would be blocked by his opponent. He had almost imagined seeing the man's nose gushing blood and his face covered in blood! But now...
He even winked at me playfully! You old codger!
No, you clown!

"Oh shit!"

This even more provocative scene reminded Zhou Xian that he still had a fist. At this moment, he lost all sense of technique, since he had never practiced kung fu and was just throwing a punch out of instinct.

When Gu Huai was unprepared, he couldn't hit him. Now that Gu Huai was prepared, all of the opponent's actions seemed like elementary school math problems to him.

There's not even a need to write the word 'solution'.

The answer can be easily found without any formula.

Without letting go, Gu Huai raised his arm. Before Zhou Xian could even throw a punch, Gu Huai blocked his forearm with his raised arm.

At the same time, Gu Huai leaned forward, slightly loosened the hand that was gripping his fist, then lowered it to grab the other's wrist, lifting him directly above Zhou Xian's head, and using the power generated by his current stats to force the other to spin around in place.

Then he used his arm to strangle Zhou Xian's neck, his head resting against his chest, but he was already unable to move. The chokehold made Zhou Xian feel short of breath, and he couldn't even throw a punch or struggle.

"Ugh! You! Cough cough cough, let go! Let go!"

He shouted in a panic.

He had no idea how the other party could move so quickly, like a professional bodyguard, instantly capturing and controlling him without any room for resistance.

This extremely embarrassing situation infuriated him.

But there was someone who could quickly calm him down.

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter."

Lin Jiang had clearly seen everything that had happened in front of her in a short period of time and then quickly calmed down.

She bypassed Gu Huai and walked up to Zhou Xian.

Zhou Xian saw that it was Lin Jiang, and his lips moved.

He wanted to say something, to explain his impulse, and to gain some hope from her, but all that awaited him was...
"Snapped!"

A slap.

Gu Huai closed his eyes, almost reluctantly.

Zhou Xian was also stunned, staring blankly at the face that had slapped him, a face that should have been bright but was now cold as ice.

That was an expression that had never appeared no matter how much he pestered her, yet it was now right in front of him.

He even forgot that he should feel wronged, angry, and roaring at this moment.

Lin Jiang looked coldly at Zhou Xian.

“If you continue to harass me, I will notify the school and the police about how you are harassing me.”

I, Zhou Xian, wanted to explain that I wasn't being persistent; I was just unwilling to accept it.

But Lin Jiang then said something that caught him even more off guard.

"If you dare to cause him trouble, just like today, I won't let you off the hook, not even if it takes all my strength."

The woman, who should have been as delicate as a white flower, was now clenching her fists, her expression the coldest of all.

Zhou Xian suddenly couldn't say anything.

He wanted to dismiss what the woman had just said as pretentious posturing, or as the ramblings of someone in a fit of anger.

But her expression and eyes told her that she was saying those words with enough determination.

How could she go to such lengths for this man? What is it about this man that makes her treat him like this? Zhou Xian didn't understand.

I just can't understand why this happened.

But even if he couldn't understand it, he realized something else: it seemed that nothing he did mattered anymore.

What doesn't belong to you, doesn't belong to you.

She is not a woman whose heart changes because of material conditions.

As Gu Huai sensed that Zhou Xian, whom he had been controlling, was gradually ceasing to struggle, he simply let go of his hand.

Zhou Xian collapsed to the ground with a thud. He looked up, hoping to see the other person soften their heart.

But Lin Jiang ignored his gaze again, walked past him and back to Gu Huai's side, picking up the arm that Gu Huai had just put down.

Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?

Faced with such concerned looks and such drastically different treatment, Gu Huai felt a little reluctant.

Won't this hurt him too much?

Gu Huai shook his head, "I'm fine."

Lin Jiang nodded slightly, then grabbed Gu Huai's wrist without saying a word and walked directly into the residential area.

Gu Huai was dumbfounded. "Huh? Where are we going?"

Lin Jiang did not turn around, her voice still trembling with lingering anger.

"Come to my house for a while first. I'm worried about you going back by yourself now."

In the chilly night wind, Gu Huai turned around and glanced at Zhou Xian, who was still slumped on the ground as if he were about to become a statue.

It's a bit melodramatic, and it's a bit hurtful.
But you're such a good person, thank you, Zhou Xian!

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(End of this chapter)