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[Quick Transmigration with two male leads, cool and sweet] [Both strong, both clean, 1v1]
Prisoner No. 001 of the Heavenly Realm, Si Jin, due ...
It wasn't until Nie Linyuan left that Xiao Yao dared to peek out from under the covers.
It's true, when its family members show weakness, it's either faking it or acting.
The little tiger opened the system and glanced at it, then looked at Nie Linyuan, who was intently reading the diary in the control room, and was completely puzzled.
"My lord, aren't you new to this world? Where did you get so many stories?"
Si Jin lay back down in a more comfortable position and replied lazily: "Made."
Xiao Yao doesn't understand: Why?
To... go through the crematorium to chase after her husband.
Si Jin smiled and replied: I checked with your system. In this plane, A Yuan has no memories of the past. His heartbeat is slow, his blood flow is slow, and he has almost been rigidified by the rules of the world, completely losing himself.
Then I'll create some memories for him.
Even the book was bought directly from the system store.
There was nothing scary about it, and Xiao Yao's expression was initially quite normal, but when she heard Si Jin mention using the system, it changed to: 【d(д)!】
"So...the photos in that diary, were those also created by you using my system to search and edit them on the spot?"
certainly.
"My lord!" Little Yao couldn't help but wipe away her tears with her paw: "Could you please consider my feelings? This makes me seem useless."
Si Jin: ...
He was silent for a moment, then asked: Aren't you one?
Xiao Yao received a critical hit of 10,000 points.
Si Jin continued, "You're already dizzy, but I still have to do the task, right? You should practice your courage more later."
【Okay!】 Little Yao's paws twitched slightly, and she wiped her tears with the corner of the blanket: 【I know QAQ】
Okay, stop crying.
Si Jin comforted it: "Let me open the system again and see how Xiao A Yuan reads his diary."
Creating memories for Nie Linyuan would not only stir up his emotions and turn him back into a normal person, but also allow him to see the crematorium. Why not do it?
Seeing that she was useful, Xiao Yao quickly dragged her blanket to the edge of the system and reopened the screen.
In the control room, Nie Linyuan sat on the table, continuing to read his diary by the bright blue light emanating from the screen.
September 28, 2018, light rain
Today, while I was helping my senior deliver something, I saw Ayuan arguing with a boy and talking about breaking up.
The argument was very unpleasant. Afterwards, A-Yuan wanted to go back, but he didn't bring an umbrella.
I offered to go up to him, and for the first time I had the opportunity to talk to him up close.
Surprisingly, he remembered that we were neighbors when we were kids.
On the way, to thank me for bringing him an umbrella, he casually bought me a cup of milk tea, which I left until it went bad, but I couldn't bear to drink it.
I really wanted to tell him, "I like you," but ultimately I was too timid to say it.
It's fine to just secretly admire him like this.
October 17, 2018, Sunny
On the second day of the annual sports meet, I saw A-Yuan giving a speech in front of the podium, and he looked very bad.
I followed his gaze and realized that his ex-boyfriend had fallen into the arms of another man, which was why he was angry.
I bought several bags of candy and waited in the audience, hoping to cheer him up when he came down. But he suddenly grabbed my waist and asked, "You like me, don't you?"
In that instant, my heart was pounding, my mouth was dry, and my mind went blank.
I heard him continue, "If you like us, then let's be together."
Then, he put his arm around me and we walked through the east gate of the playground and went straight out.
I know that this action was deliberately done for my ex-boyfriend's benefit, perhaps because I was jealous of him, or perhaps because of men's strange competitive spirit. He told me he liked me.
I know he doesn't love me.
But I love him, and that's enough.