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

Chapter 232 Tuesday, Rain (First Update)
I turned off the lights, lay down on the bed, and covered myself with the thick quilt for the season.

It felt like sleeping in a warm harbor.

Gu Huaizhen felt that she didn't have any so-called homesickness, nor did she miss her little home in Jicheng that much.

I'm quite open-minded; as long as I can sleep warmly, that's a place I can call home.

Perhaps it's because there aren't any special people there, only some distant stories left?

I lay down and looked at my phone.

Energetic Little Ginger: [Since it's a colleagues' get-together, did Sister Cai go too?]

Sister Cai? Isn't it Miss Cai? Why does the way you address her sound so intimate?

Gu Huai didn't quite understand the subtle relationships between girls. Most of the time, when he sensed something was wrong, it was just an instinctive perception of the atmosphere, a basic sense of crisis.

Gu Huai: [She's the team leader, of course she's here.]

Energetic Xiao Jiang: [I wish I were your group leader.]

Gu Huai: ? ? ?
That's okay.

Isn't that extravagant treatment? You can't be so degenerate. Your career has just begun; how can you act like a spoiled child?
Gu Huai: [It might not be too late to come for an interview now.]

Gu Huai joked that you should never directly reject a girl's suggestion, no matter how much you dislike it; otherwise, even if you have a valid point, it will seem unreasonable. This was a lesson Gu Huai learned from Cai Yan.

But Lin Jiang replied unexpectedly.

Okay, I'll go for the interview tomorrow.

Gu Huai: [???]

Not sisters!

Didn't you have mind-reading abilities? How come the magic stopped working? Can't you tell it's a joke now? So you were just spouting nonsense and trying your luck all along!
Energetic Xiao Jiang: [Just thinking about working with you and Sister Cai in the future sounds like it would be really interesting, right?]

Gu Huai was sweating profusely, and almost instinctively made a panda scratching its head emoji.

Gu Huai: [Really?]

Energetic Little Ginger: [Do you hope it's real or fake?]

I want that? Do I even have the right to decide? I'm not the company boss!

One of the most troublesome things about women is their ability to throw other people's problems back at them, like throwing a punching bag.

How can one answer this?

You hope it's false? Doesn't that mean you don't want to work or be around her? If you hope it's true, given Lin Jiang's personality, she might be showing up at the company entrance first thing tomorrow morning, all lovey-dovey.

Gu Huai thought for a moment before replying.

If it's fake, I hope it's real; if it's real, I hope it's fake.

I don't know anymore. I've already started, so I'll just read and randomly reply. No matter how abstract it is, it seems I can't beat Lin Jiang, so I might as well give up.

Energetic Little Ginger: [Hahahaha, look how scared you are! How could I possibly give up being a teacher and suddenly switch careers? Wouldn't that be a waste of all my time?]

Gu Huai: [I know you're joking, I just can't do anything about it.]

This was Gu Huai's honest opinion. What was the secret to conversation between men and women? Gu Huai didn't know, but he occasionally had flashes of inspiration. As they chatted, it was as if some kind of magic key had been unlocked.

The secret is probably to add a touch of ambiguity to the truth, like using a word like 'special'.

Energetic Little Ginger: [Hmm? You've been quite talkative lately~]

It's as if I can see the other person's slightly upturned lips even through the screen—a strange intuition.

Gu Huai couldn't help but laugh. [It feels like she's been blessed by a deity lately; her lips are as sweet as honey.]

Of course, you could also add: Would you like to try it?

However, going too far is unwise. Just because you had some ambiguous contact with Lin Jiang doesn't mean you can act recklessly. That's not just arrogance, but also a contempt for her character. Even in marriage, partners should maintain mutual respect.

Don't take it for granted that you can treat the other person as part of yourself, manipulating, venting on, ordering around, or even insulting them at will. This applies to both men and women; everyone understands the principle, but it's just hard to put into practice.

Energetic Little Ginger: [What a pity, I didn't notice the honey on it last time.]

In an instant, Gu Huai's face turned red under the light of the phone.

He blushed deeply.

In terms of audacity, Gu Huai realized that he was just a younger brother and had been holding back from saying anything, yet you brought it up on your own initiative?

Gu Huai: [This...that...that...]

Energetic Xiao Jiang: [Which one? (smiling emoji)] Gu Huai: [You're making me blush.]

Energetic Little Ginger: [That's my fault~ Did I hurt you?]

Gu Huai: ? ? ?
They couldn't talk for a second longer. Gu Huai was even afraid he'd have to wash his pants the next morning. Goodness, who talks about this before bed?
Moreover, it was said over a phone, with no way to alleviate the situation, making it hard not to believe that this wasn't intentional.

Gu Huai: [You've gone astray, Jiang Jiang.]

Energetic Xiao Jiang: [But you were the one who broke the rules first~ How can you shift all the blame onto the girl? In my memory, Gu Huai is a very responsible person.]

Click.

It was as if invisible shackles suddenly appeared from the darkness, binding me. Oh, it was morality.

Good for you!

Gu Huai: [There's no time to regret my past self. I'm a completely new person now, and I've lost all morals. So moral blackmail is useless!]

Energetic Little Ginger: [We should definitely celebrate!]

Gu Huai: [???]

Energetic Little Ginger: [Let's have dinner together tomorrow night~]

How were these opportunities found? Was it done in such a hasty manner?
Gu Huai instinctively wanted to politely decline, not because he couldn't face Lin Jiang, but because it was Tuesday tomorrow and there was a simulation in the evening.

Gu Huai is typing.

The other party's information arrived first.

Energetic Little Ginger: [I kind of miss you.]

"."

He sighed silently in the darkness.

Dealing with women requires finding many ways and accumulating a lot of experience.

But Lin Jiang dealt with him so easily and simply.

Just like the most hardworking disciple in a sect, who has learned swordsmanship, tempered his physique, and finally mastered the sect's secret manual, feeling that he has finally graduated and can show his skills and make a name for himself.

As a result, he encountered the most useless genius in the sect during a martial arts competition, but the genius easily defeated him in just a few moves.

Is this talent?

Gu Huai: [Okay, then wait for me after get off work.]

Lin Jiang: [Okay, it's getting late, get some rest and good luck at work~]

I don't know what's so great about working; all I want is a raise.

But this young woman's encouragement always had a magical quality, instantly making even an ordinary workday feel full of anticipation and energy.

Gu Huai: [Okay.]

Lin Jiang: [Good night.]

We said goodnight to each other and finally put down our phones.

It was getting late, and I'd had quite a bit to drink tonight, so I fell asleep easily.

There was one as soon as I woke up in the morning.
"Damn, is it raining?"

I drew back the curtains; it was drizzling.

The weather in the provincial capital is very similar to that in Jicheng, after all, the two cities are adjacent, only their sizes are worlds apart.

A sense of oppressive darkness, as if the city were about to crumble, loomed over Gu Huai as he stepped out.

Such weather is common in this season, but the biting wind seems to herald a new phase for winter, like the second form of a boss.

With the bag on his back, Gu Huai, wrapped in a cotton coat, no longer had to worry about not having brought an umbrella; he could even stuff a tent inside. What kind of post-apocalyptic stockpiling series is this?

I reached into my bag, thinking of grabbing an umbrella, and so I grasped it as if I were grasping my destiny.

Opening the black umbrella is like raising a black lotus flower.

Raindrops shattered at the edge, forming countless glistening fragments.

He walked into the dense rain.

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(End of this chapter)