"Who are you calling flat-chested?!"

"You perverted blondie, from now on your name will be Little blondie. Xia Che sounds too scholarly and doesn't fit your persona, you know that?"

"Little blondie, celebrate my birthday with me."

Xia Che lay on the bed with his arms as a pillow. Scenes of his first meeting with Chu Yuying suddenly flashed through his mind. He recalled her every smile and the way she addressed him.

His eyes were fixed on the ceiling, his head resting on his arm, his eyes unblinking.

"I think I'm... starting to like life here."

"For no reason at all," Xia Che suddenly said.

The moment those words left his mouth, Xia Che's eyes widened instantly, and he instinctively sat up, covering his mouth with both hands.

His eyes were filled with horror.

What am I saying?

What did I just say?

He actually...

Have you fallen in love with life here?

But this is just a comic book world!

It's fake; it's a world that only exists in comics.

Isn't my goal simply to complete the mission and return to the real world?

The initial goal, however, has quietly begun to waver at this moment.

When did it start?

tonight?

Or even earlier?

Was it because of Shen Yanxin, Ning Zheyuan, and others, or because of Chu Yuying?

Xia Che frowned. He realized that even though he had some lingering feelings, he still didn't know the specific reason why.

It seems like everyone has the potential, yet no one can truly achieve it.

"What should I do..."

Xia Che suddenly had a strong urge to smoke. He wasn't a heavy smoker, so there wasn't an ashtray on his bedside table. He thought that if he wanted to smoke now, he would have to go to the bathroom or the balcony, which was too much trouble. Oh well.

In Xia Che's mind, transmigrating into the comic book world was more like playing a VR game with a realistic feel. Therefore, no matter who he met or what he experienced in this world, it was just a game to him, and he didn't need to care too much about it.

Xia Che knew that the moment he completed the mission, he would return to the real world.

From now on, I will have no further connection with anything in the world of comics.

This was Xia Che's initial idea, and it was a goal he firmly believed in until recently.

But now he suddenly feels lost.

Is this really just a virtual world?

Comic world...

Is it really unreal?

"But everything here... is exactly the same as the real world. In fact, strictly speaking, the real world is more hopeless than this place, isn't it?"

Xia Che reached out and made a grasping motion, his eyes blank.

This answer is destined to be unsolvable; he can't do it on his own.

For no apparent reason, a white-clad figure standing on the edge of the cliff, as if she had merged into the world, appeared in Xia Che's mind.

His master.

The woman whom Xia Che considered a celestial being.

Su Miaorou.

"...It seems that I have no choice but to meet with her."

Xia Che touched his chest, vaguely feeling that perhaps only this person could answer his questions.

This feeling is hard to describe, but it's incredibly real.

Perhaps in this unfamiliar world, only this woman can solve some problems that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

"Huh? What is this..."

Xia Che had made up his mind and was about to go to sleep when he suddenly realized that the height of his pillow was a bit strange.

He was very particular about his bed; he could spot anything odd or unusual about any part of it, such as the pillows and blankets.

"Is the pillow too high? Is there something underneath it?"

Xia Che touched the pillow and confirmed that he hadn't slept at this height before; there seemed to be something under the pillow.

He reached out and touched it, then took it out; it was a slightly thick envelope.

"Pfft, an envelope? And it's quite thick... Could it be that Ning Zheyuan saw how hard my life was and secretly slipped it to me?"

Xia Che found it somewhat amusing. If they really wanted to give him money, they could have just said so directly. They were all grown men; why all this beating around the bush…

But soon, Xia Che discovered that the envelope did not belong to Ning Zheyuan.

Because the envelope had a faint fragrance.

There's also a cute little strawberry sticker at the seal in the middle.

Xia Che felt that a middle-aged man who was over 1.8 meters tall, no matter how childlike he was, would not use such a strawberry sticker unless he was crazy.

"Not Ning Zheyuan?"

Xia Che was a little confused, so he quickly opened it and took out the contents.

There were several hundred-yuan bills, probably around a thousand yuan, but the thickness of the bills alone was clearly not enough to make the envelope bulge.

—At the very bottom of these coins, there is another exquisitely crafted stacked card.

The card is folded. When unfolded, it contains several cartoon cats and dogs, and in the middle is a writing area with a line of elegant handwriting.

"There are more words?"

Xia Che raised an eyebrow and stared intently.

Thank you so much for tonight. No matter what, you're the first person to celebrate my birthday with me. I know I'm a troublesome person, not very likable, and quite demanding... but somehow, you never seem to get annoyed by that.

This money covers all our expenses for going out. I'm not the kind of person who tries to take advantage of others, so if you feel really bad accepting it and want to treat me, just give the money back to me. You can leave it at the door; I won't mind, hehe.

Hmm... I don't dislike the feeling of having someone to rely on; in fact, I kind of like it. So thank you again, my landlord.

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