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

Chapter 213 Winter Can Be Warm Too (Second Update!)
In the dimly lit classroom.

Quietly, she slipped her hand into his pocket.

She was very worried that the moment she finished doing this, someone would immediately notice and start making embarrassing jeers.

But it seems that this did not happen.

The strange thing is that, even though the temperature was barely noticeable when I rubbed it with my other hand, it seemed to warm up the moment I put it in his pocket.

Was it due to the magic of his pocket, or was it due to himself?
In reality, it's become indistinguishable that relationships between men and women are often filled with misconceptions and even illusions.

Perhaps, feelings themselves are an illusion. It's just that many people are willing to perpetuate that illusion, while others inexplicably wake up halfway through.

Even though the movie was playing quite loudly, Cai Yan could inexplicably hear her own heart pounding, strong and powerful.

Gu Huai could roughly guess the girl's feelings at this moment, so he didn't turn around frequently to laugh at her insincere behavior.

There's no way around it, girls are like Hakimi, they'll do things they want to do, even if it goes against what they said before, but if you point it out, then you're wrong, and the two extremes will reverse.

No wonder every time I see a video of couples showing off their love, someone always says one of them is buried in the South Pole and the other in the North Pole.

Sensing the movement in the pocket, it quickly quieted down and rested quietly inside, like a small animal entering hibernation.

The movie was great.

The best proof is that the two-hour-plus movie actually lasted the entire time, and very few people left their seats during the break, nor did anyone go out to party in the hallway. Even people from other classes passing by would glance at it curiously.

It's unclear when, but Cai Yan finally pulled her hand out of Gu Huai's pocket.

The classroom lights came on, and many people seemed to wake up from a dream.

Some even teared up while watching classic scenes or emotional moments.

Discussions were taking place.

"Oh, the male lead is so pitiful. Why can't he speak in this fifth-dimensional space?"

"If he could speak to remind us, then the male protagonist wouldn't have had the later reminder, which would create a paradox, understand?"

"But it's really hard to see my daughter getting old and frail, while I'm still so young."

"Sigh, to be honest, I feel like I'm on Miller's planet too. I close my eyes and open them, and the math lesson is over. I haven't learned anything."

"Hahaha, stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and get some hot water. I haven't taken a shower yet today."

People gradually got up, and Lao Liu also put away his USB drive.

He turned around and saw Fang Boyu and Zhang Hong standing in front of him. He was stunned for a moment. Were they here to ask him questions? Wait a minute, there was no class just now, so what questions did they have?

"What are you two doing?" Old Liu asked curiously.

Fang Boyu and Zhang Hong exchanged a glance, then looked at Lao Liu expectantly.

"That's right, Teacher Liu."

"Not called Lao Liu anymore?"

"What kind of talk is that? Are we people who don't respect our teachers and elders?"

"Let the fart go."

"Yes, that movie was so good, it's unforgettable. By the way, could we borrow your USB drive? We'd like to watch it again sometime when we get back."

"There's no computer in the dorm. Hmm?" Old Liu suddenly remembered something, his face turning bright red. "What are you thinking about! Get out!"

Fang Boyu and Zhang Hong left looking utterly dejected, their expressions as if they had lost their parents.

"Sigh, I knew it wouldn't work."

"What a pity, I also wanted to see a Japanese married woman."

Gu Huai and Cai Yan got up almost at the same time, picked up their schoolbags, and left the classroom.

It seems that because of the previous incident where they both had their hands in each other's pockets, leaving school together now doesn't seem special or something to be avoided.

"By the way, in the movie just now, why did the male protagonist frantically try to give his past self hints, wanting him to stay?"

Good movies have this effect: they not only completely immerse you while you're watching, but their impact lingers even longer. Of course, some 'profound' novels also have this effect, such as cruelly killing off a beloved character, and the effect is remarkable, generating a huge amount of discussion. The only downside is that cyberpunk driftwood is easily lost.

"Because I regret leaving, I want to stay with my loved ones, even if it's an Earth with no future."

With her hands in her pockets and her backpack slung over her shoulder, Cai Yan sighed softly, "But in the end, she still chose to leave hope for all mankind. Sigh."

"It's actually quite understandable. After all, he clearly knows that even if he saw a hint from his future self, he would choose to leave rather than stay. Because if he were that kind of person, he wouldn't have had the chance to give a warning. It can also be interpreted as everyone having their own mission and task. Time rolls forward, and no matter what, you will make that unique choice that belongs to you."

As he finished speaking, Gu Huai suddenly thought of something.

So what is the mission of someone who has changed the past through simulation and, in turn, altered reality to some extent?

He didn't consider himself a human hero or someone with immense historical significance.

He was already grateful for the opportunity to change his life, to change his terrible personality, and to change his bleak future. As for being engraved on a monument, recorded in history books, or becoming someone the whole world would remember, he had neither such ambition nor the ability. "That's wonderful."

Cai Yan remarked that girls seem to be a bit more emotional than boys.

The corridor, bustling with people, still smelled of rainwater mixed with a distinct chill in the air.

Cai Yan's face flushed slightly as she looked at the tall, imposing young man beside her. "If you could travel through time in the future, what would you do?"

He asked, seemingly out of curiosity.

You've come to the right person. Wait, kid, you don't know everything, do you?

Could it be that he looks curious but actually knows my identity as a time traveler and is playing along with me?

That's probably impossible; you're just scaring yourself.

But where did this inexplicable thought come from? Gu Huai didn't know either, and answered the question truthfully.

"I probably won't be able to do anything."

"Eh? Why?"

"I'm happy with everything as it is because there's nothing I want to change."

Gu Huai looked at the girl with a smile.

Cai Yan was stunned for a moment, then quite satisfied with everything.
Now they weave through the crowds, disappear into the throng, walking home from school together, emerging from the school building, exposed to the endless, dark night sky.

Is all of this enough to satisfy him?
The subtext, when translated, is that I am so precious that I make him so satisfied?
I'm not his!
Cai Yan quickly lowered her head and looked at her toes.

"Well, you're pretty easy to deal with. You're satisfied with the status quo so easily."

If he were truly eighteen years old, without those later experiences, and were still the Gu Huai he is today, he would probably have countless fantasies about the future and want to obtain more. But since he has already had those experiences, he understands that the value and meaning of life lies not in how much you possess, but in how precious you consider what you possess to be.

"Contentment brings happiness; greed never ends well, as shown on TV."

"Pfft, you actually believe in this?"

"Why not believe it? Although some TV series seem outrageous, they will eventually prove that they were not made out of thin air."

"Hehe, by the way, Old Chen said there's a tug-of-war competition next week, you'll definitely be in it, right?"

Tug-of-war?

It seems the homeroom teacher mentioned it in class today. Oh no, as the most outstanding boy in the class, Gu Huai is definitely among them.

He said helplessly, "That's about right. But you're interested in this too? How about I give you my spot?"

"Get lost, I'm going to do tug-of-war, huh? But I'll cheer you on~"

Cai Yan said with a grin.

"Tch, as if you really care about my encouragement."

"Snapped."

Cai Yan slapped Gu Huai on the shoulder and said angrily, "Do you know how many people want me to cheer them on but can't get it?"

Have you ever considered studying cheerleading as a major in the future?

"Get lost! Humph, I'm going home."

The school gate is just a short walk away.

The two were not going in the same direction, so this was the moment of parting, a moment that made one want to burst into tears at this busy intersection.

Too temperamental.

"Well, be careful on the road."

"It's none of your business~"

She proudly swung her ponytail and disappeared under the streetlights on another road.

But not long after Gu Huai boarded the overcrowded last bus, he received a message on his phone.

Cai Yan: [Be careful on your way home. Also, wear more clothes; your pockets aren't warm at all, I had to warm them for you.]

Looking out the car window, of course, I didn't see the person I wanted to see.

He just subconsciously put his hand in his pocket.

It was indeed warm and cozy.

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(End of this chapter)