World Three

The train station on Friday was packed with people, some carrying suitcases half a person's height, others carrying large and small bags tied together in knots. It was unclear whether these people were going home or going to work in other places.

...I don't know why there are so many people on weekends. Can't we just take a plane?

...How long will it take to start diversion? It’s about time to open the second machine, right?

Is the team leader blind?

The security inspector thought to himself while looking up to see if the other person was wearing a hat.

The moment she looked up, she met a pair of eyes as black as ink. This was strange to say, and it sounded a bit literary: but the moment she looked into his eyes, her heart really did skip a beat, just like in the novel.

Even though the train station receives thousands of people a day, she rarely sees this type of cool guy - the true embodiment of what is meant by "sharp eyebrows and starry eyes."

The cool guy with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes raised his arm consciously, then turned around. While turning around, he took out a silver lighter from his trouser pocket and threw it into the glass cabinet in the middle of the two platforms that was responsible for handling lighters.

The silver lighter had patterns on the edges, making it look valuable. There seemed to be two letters on the front, but the man threw it in so quickly that she couldn't see clearly what the two letters were.

She wanted to look at the other person a few more times, but she didn't have time.

"Whose white suitcase is this?" A colleague's voice soon came from behind the machine.

"It's mine." He Xing glanced over there, walked down the security platform, and stood next to the security checkpoint. "Is there any problem in there?"

"We need to open it and take a look." The security officer looked up and gave him a sweet smile. "Excuse me, what is that long wooden object inside?"

"These are my drumsticks." He Xing put the suitcase on the platform and took out the item. "Can I take it with me? If not, I can check it in or send it by express."

The security officer carefully inspected the drumstick, confirmed it was fine, and handed it back to him: "You can take it."

"Thank you." He Xing put the drumstick back into his suitcase, zipped it up, pulled up the handle, and planned to buy a bottle of water first.

He arrived at the station an hour early because he was worried that he couldn't take the drumstick with him and would have to check it in, but fortunately he didn't have to.

After waiting for about thirty minutes, the broadcast announced that the train He Xing was going to take had arrived at the platform.

In fact, at this time, even if he went there, he would still have to wait for a while, but He Xing still walked towards the ticket machine with his suitcase.

——He no longer wanted to stay here.

He Xing found his seat according to his ticket and sat down on the bed.

He was lucky and bought the shop at the bottom.

The next two days would be spent on the train, but He Xing didn't show any impatience. He first placed the suitcase flat under the bed, then ripped the neatly folded quilt apart.

People from the two upper and three adjacent shops also arrived one after another. Some of them held tickets and tried to talk to He Xing, but they only managed to finish their words and swallowed them back when He Xing turned to look at them.

He Xing is a very good-looking person. When he was in college, he went on a road trip and was bored, so he took a video halfway through the trip.

The original intention was to introduce everyone to the summer starry sky, but the stand was blown over by the wind, and his face was captured in the photo. A large number of strange people immediately flooded into the live broadcast room, and the questions changed from the initial "What's that star in the upper left corner?" to "Is the handsome guy in a relationship? Yes, I am!" and "He looks like a celebrity, a celebrity from the 80s and 90s."

In the end, He Xing simply quit the live broadcast and cancelled his account.

His good looks did make his life smooth, but it also brought him a lot of unnecessary trouble.

He Xing's attitude towards others also changed from friendly to indifferent.

It's better to be a little indifferent, so as to avoid encountering difficult people.

So he didn't plan to ask what the other party originally wanted to say to him.

Whether he wanted to change shops or just wanted to chat, He Xing was not in the mood.

——No one can stay in a good mood to chat with others after their boyfriend...ex-boyfriend is going on a blind date with someone else.

The train started moving and the scene outside the window began to slowly move backwards.

He Xing stared out the window for a while and then looked away, planning to have a good sleep.

He took off his shoes and socks and was about to get into bed when he found a black, unidentified object on his bed.

It seems to have eyes.

He seemed to be mumbling something.

After struggling for a while between "thinking I was crazy" and "this really happened", He Xing decisively chose the latter, and he even moved a little closer to the thing.

Then He Xing took out his phone and moved it next to the thing. In his peripheral vision, he noticed that the person on the next bunk was busy playing games, and realized that now was a good time to test it. He Xing stretched out his hand and flicked it hard at the black ball.

The black ball who was whining and saying "Why am I late" was bounced out by him with a biu.

He Xing didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the word "grievance" was written in the other person's big eyes.

He touched his fingers silently and looked away.

[Wuwu ...

He Xing took out the Bluetooth headset and put it on.

"You can answer me in your heart, and you can ask me any questions you have." The crying black ball continued, "Because from now on, you will be my host."

He Xing ordered a rock song.

"Tell me, what are you?" he asked in his mind, "Look at my face, do I still need your help to transform it?"

The black ball moved in front of He Xing and looked at his face carefully before realizing what he meant. It immediately explained: "I'm not a system that transforms appearances, host. I'm a system that transforms normal love psychology!"

He Xing answered it with just one word: [Oh.]

[Host, you have to believe me,] the black group continued, [I am a real creature, this is definitely not your imagination!]

"I don't think you're just a figment of my imagination," He Xing replied, "But I've broken up with my partner now, so you should find someone else to bond with."

The black group said "Hmm?" and then "Hmm???"

What's the problem? He Xing continued to ask in his mind.

[Let me see, it's because...] Heituan was silent. [Is it because he's going on a blind date?]

He Xing answered it with a default.

This wasn't about transforming the host and their lover. Even though the system wasn't human, it understood what this meant between lovers. With a bitter face, it opened the screen of the host's lover... the ex. This was clearly about transforming itself, wasn't it?

The system arrived too late, so now it only knew that the host it was bound to this time seemed to have broken up with his lover. It had to immediately call up the data of the two people and quickly go over their past and original future.

While it was doing these things, He Xing on the other side had already finished listening to the second song.

He Xing looked at the black ball of fur that came from nowhere, rolled the quilt over himself, turned over and went to sleep.

All the troubles that He Xing's face brought him were the reason why he was so bold.

Could a system that appeared out of nowhere and was easily deflected by him be as terrifying as his parents who tried to sell their own son to a talent scout as a cash cow? Could it be as terrifying as those weird classmates who had never even met him but fabricated a story about a scumbag abandoning his lover? Could it be as terrifying as those netizens who caused him to delete countless social media accounts?

No.

So what are you worrying about? Go to sleep.

The system sorted out the whole situation and was about to continue chatting with the newly bound host, but when it turned around, it found that the other party had fallen asleep face down.

Having experienced being treated as a spider twice, I really don’t know whether I should be moved or feel helpless.

In the end, it just felt a little depressed, and quietly moved to the host's pillow, occupying the outermost corner.

This host is not easy to deal with, and I can't be honest with him. The system thought to itself and cleared its throat heavily.

The person squatting next to me and trying to take a picture felt like there was something wrong with his ears.

"I can't tell your bound host why they did that." The system still remembered the look on its creator's face when he said this, "Because this is a matter between the two of them, it ultimately needs to be resolved by the two of them."

"This time you told them the reason for the misunderstanding. What will happen after you leave? What will you do if the two of you fall into misunderstanding again?"

"Will you wait until you return to Earth to bind with them next time?"

'They still have to learn on their own how to confess to their loved ones.'

The man double-checked his phone to make sure the flash was off. He wanted to take another photo, but then he heard the throat-clearing sound again.

It seemed to be coming from the other person's pillow.

...Isn’t the other party asleep yet?

He moved back suspiciously and sat back on his bunk.

What a shame! If I put this photo online and add a caption saying I was traveling with my friends, there would definitely be a lot of people asking for the other person's contact information. I might even make a small fortune then.

Make money! I just saw the host's past system and I'm furious. Do you know what infringement of portrait rights is? You still want to make money from this? You're dreaming!

It flew to the host's face and looked at the host who covered his face with a quilt when he was sleeping. It felt a little confused: So how can it convince the host to complete the task?

It kept struggling like this until the train had passed two stations, and He Xing finally woke up.

He looked at the black mass in front of him and sat up: [Why haven't you left yet? ]

The system sensed his impatience and decided to bring up the words it had spoken to its first host: [Um... The system has detected serious obstacles and misunderstandings in the host's view of love. This is why the system has chosen to bind you and wants to transform you...]

But before it could finish its words, it was interrupted by He Xing's inner voice: [Are you sick?]

The system is stuck.

[What's wrong with my view on love?] He Xing, waking up to see it staring at him with its big eyes, was very rude. [And who allowed you to bind me? Did you ask for my opinion?]

During his relationship with Yu Chengwei, he never cheated and never resorted to cold violence. Why does his view on love need to be changed?

I didn't ask him to bind me when we were in love, but now that we have broken up, I come to him to bind me again.

What's going on? Are you trying to force a sale? Or are you trying to blackmail me morally?

The system looked at the host. If it had tear glands, it might actually cry now, but it didn't.

"I don't have a brain," the system explained quietly. "I'm sorry, host. Actually, I don't have the final say on binding. And there's no way to force unbinding after binding."

The way it chooses its host is designed in advance by its creator.

It needs to find people who can only have a good ending with each other to bind themselves to, and it needs to find people who will change for each other if there is an opportunity.

As for the reason for binding to the host, why not bind to the host's lover...

The hosts it binds to are those who are more able to dominate the existence of another person. If it binds to the host's lover, it may backfire.

"It's okay. I know you're angry right now. I can wait until you calm down before I tell you." The system looked at the host and added carefully.

He Xing ignored it. He turned his head and looked out the window: He thought that when he woke up, he might have arrived at his destination, but he hadn't.

The scenery outside the window was familiar yet unfamiliar. He still had two days to go before arriving at his destination.

He has been with Yu Chengwei for several years. They met in college.

He is one year older than Chengwei and is the president of PB Society.

Their first meeting was when PB Club was recruiting new members.

Yu Chengxu is a very typical rich second generation. He is dressed in branded clothes. His temperament and clothes alone are far ahead of others.

The characteristic of such people is that they are only enthusiastic for a short time. PB Club already has too many such people, so when he came to sign up, He Xing didn't think that he would stay for long.

He agreed to the other party's application without much thought, just because he thought the other party was good-looking and that the other party could sell her body with him and recruit more new people.

The quality of new hires may not all be good, but if you recruit enough people, you’ll always find one with perseverance.

Unexpectedly, Yu Chengwei not only paid for the members to buy standard pens and tablets, but also treated them to meals from time to time. He eventually managed to wait until the position of vice president of the PB Club became vacant, and then successfully waited until He Xing graduated.

However, they did not start dating at this time, but fell in love in the new school.

Thinking of this, He Xing felt his mood gradually calm down.

He was angry with the system simply because he saw it lying on his pillow when he opened his eyes.

When he was in college, he was preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, so he often took time out to go to the study room to read. When he felt sleepy, he would go to the chair outside the study room to sleep for ten minutes. When he had slept enough, he would go back to the study room to continue reading.

During that period, whenever he opened his eyes, he would always see someone holding a cell phone against his face.

So many years have passed, and he always thought he was no longer afraid of these things, but he didn't expect the shadow was still there.

[If I don't accept this transformation of yours,] He Xing turned to look at the system, [What will happen to me? Will I die?]

[No!] The system immediately replied, [We are not that cruel!]

"Will that have any impact on you?" He Xing continued to ask himself.

"This is my last mission. If I fail to complete it..." the system whispered, "I will no longer have a body of my own."

He Xing sighed and took out his cell phone, which was already full of messages and calls from Yu Chengwei.

[Why do you say my view on love needs to be reformed?] He Xing switched contacts and continued asking the system, [Why don't you reform this idiot who went on a blind date with a young girl?]

Not only is he not on a blind date with the girl now, he is also arguing with his family because of your leaving.

Because you are the one between the two who can guide the other.

But none of this could be told to the host, so the system thought for a long time before finally saying: [Because you're pretty?]

He Xing knew it was a lie at first glance, but he was too lazy to delve into it: "Then tell me, what am I doing now?"

[…Call him first?] The system tentatively asked, [However…a breakup shouldn't just be resolved by leaving a note, right?]

He Xing just sneered when he heard this, but he still called Yu Chengwei.

He didn't plan to rekindle his relationship with Yu Chengwei, but if this matter would cause the whole system to suffer... all the previous efforts would be wasted, and he couldn't do it.

Although he never agreed to the other party's binding.

The system silently shrank itself.

After a long while, the other party finally answered. Just as He Xing was about to speak, he heard Yu Chengwei angrily yell, "I told you I'm busy now! Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

……Hold.

"Why, is this call interfering with your good things?" He Xing's mood, which had just calmed down, was once again boiling with anger because of this sentence. "Sorry, I'll hang up now."

"...No!" Yu Chengwei recognized his voice and immediately came to his senses, "I didn't know it was you who called me!"

"Are you blind?" He Xing's anger did not subside because of Yu Chengwei's explanation. Instead, he became even angrier.

Or was the note I set for him removed so quickly?

The system doesn't know that the reason some people appear peaceful when breaking up is because they have made preparations in advance.

Some people are not mentally prepared before breaking up, so after the breakup they think the other person is the biggest idiot in the world, and they look even more like an idiot when they are with the other person, and they may even think that both of them are idiots.

It also doesn't know that the host it is bound to this time happens to be the latter.

It just felt confused, thinking that things seemed to be heading in another direction: Why did this look like... a quarrel was about to occur?