Chapter 170: Exposing the True Feelings Behind the Feigned Intent

Luo Huayi couldn't control herself.

If Xin Que hadn't said anything, he might have been able to continue pretending to be relaxed as before. But when he heard Xin Que's question, a mix of complex emotions—grievance, sadness, bitterness—rushed out like a floodgate being opened.

That's so strange.

Just four simple words, a question, were enough to shatter his emotions and make him unable to suppress his urge to get closer to the other person and vent his frustration.

Hot tears streamed down her cheeks, pattering down her warm skin.

Only then did Luo Huayi slowly realize why her emotions were so fragile and easily lost control.

He wanted Xin Que to know how terrified he was of her leaving.

But he was also terrified of being rejected, while simultaneously craving the warmth the woman offered him...

Luo Huayi felt extremely conflicted.

Xin Que was truly numb.

Luo Huayi held onto her without saying a word, as if she had suffered some great injustice, and tears streamed down her face more and more fiercely.

She can handle a wide range of things, such as assassinations and weapons knowledge...

But she really couldn't understand why someone could cry like that for no reason.

Especially since the other party is her current friend.

The key point is that Luo Huayi used to cry very easily...

She had discussed this issue with Cheng Zheng before—although he was her own action assistance system, Cheng Zheng was more humane than her most of the time.

Cheng Zheng's answer was that Luo Huayi was, after all, a low-level program that had only recently awakened, so it was normal for her to be unable to control the emotional module from releasing her emotions.

Cheng Zheng also provided an answer: Luo Huayi's underlying logic was the design based on a lack of love.

"I suspect it's because Luo Huayi has this extra characteristic compared to other characters, so the speed at which his emotional module is developed is absolutely explosive..." Cheng Zheng explained to Xin Que a long time ago.

...

"Hey, hey, hey," Xin Que grabbed Luo Huayi by the collar and lifted her off her shoulder, "Why did you suddenly pull out a sob..."

wind.

Meeting Luo Huayi's red-rimmed eyes, Xin Que slowly closed her mouth.

"Speak your mind," Xin Que said, feeling uneasy under Luo Huayi's gaze. She loosened her grip on Luo Huayi's collar. "Don't try to pollute my mind."

Luo Huayi was silent for a while, then stood next to Xin Que and sat down on the ground against the wall as if giving up on herself. "...I'm thinking about what will happen next."

Xin Que frowned. "What happened next? What happened next is quite clear... Are you worried that I won't be able to restore the city you used to live in?"

"Don't worry," Xin Que's promise was genuine, "Once my business is completely over, this city, including its original inhabitants, will be restored."

Restoring the map data after escaping from prison would be a straightforward matter; she had no need to lie about such a guarantee.

"And what about you? I know you'll definitely leave..." Luo Huayi couldn't help but ask her, "After you leave, will I ever see you again?"

Xin Que "..."

As a serious offender, being asked by the supervisory process if we could meet again... that's unlucky.

Luo Huayi didn't understand Xin Que's sudden silence, and he persisted in asking, "What I mean is, if the city is rebuilt in the future, will you still come back here?"

Xin Que "..."

These words, when heard by Xin Que, automatically translated to: "If the interrogation map is repaired in the future, will you still be caught and interrogated as a repeat offender?"

What a damn bad luck.

Luo Huayi finally snapped out of Xin Que's gloom and belatedly realized Xin Que's sensitive identity and her hostile relationship with the world. He immediately reorganized his thoughts.

“That’s not what I meant. I meant to say…” Luo Huayi tried her best to show her sincerity, hoping to ease the gradually cooling atmosphere between the two of them.

But a hint of murderous intent could already be seen in Xin Que's eyes.

Luo Huayi “…”

He raised his hand to cover his face. "I'm sorry, I might just be having a fit... I don't know what's wrong with me, my emotions are just resisting the fact that you're leaving."

“Ever since you faked your death at the Luo family's old house, I’ve been terrified of this…”

Xin Que suppressed his murderous intent. "All good things must come to an end. Isn't it normal to gather and part ways?"

Xin Que once again extinguished the last glimmer of hope in Luo Huayi's heart.

“Your current emotions are probably a product of the suspension bridge effect and the plot forcibly bringing us together,” Xin Que said with rare kindness, offering a few words of advice. “But whatever your emotions are, as long as you get through that period of withdrawal symptoms, there’s nothing you can’t get over.”

Time will fade all the heart-wrenching memories.

Luo Huayi stopped talking.

The two silently continued their journey back to the villa.

The silence continued until after the next meal.

Xin Que didn't touch the food on the table, but grabbed a can of beer and turned to leave the restaurant.

Luo Huayi sat blankly at the dining table, staring at the bowls and chopsticks in front of her for a long time until her eyes became sore and unbearable before she finally looked up.

...

"Why do you like standing on the rooftop now?" Luo Huayi clapped his hands, brushing away the dust that had gotten on him when he pushed open the roof door, and looked at the woman sitting on the edge of the rooftop.

The man changed into a loose white t-shirt and cargo pants, looking much more relaxed.

He sat down next to Xin Que as if nothing had happened, bracing himself on the rough ground with his hands, and turned his head to look at Xin Que's profile.

"What's wrong?" Xin Que swallowed the last mouthful of beer in the can, and just as she opened her mouth, her hand suddenly felt heavy.

Luo Huayi took the empty can from Xin Que's hand without a second thought.

"It's something very important." The aluminum can in his hand seemed to be struggling against his own, its grooves worn into his long, slender fingers. "I've been thinking about it for a long time..."

Xin Que had a bad feeling.

A faint blush appeared on the man's ears, and his gaze shifted from Xin Que to the deformed soda can in his hand.

The sound of the aluminum sheet being squeezed and his voice rang out at the same time.

“The banquet doesn’t necessarily have to end,” he said, “just like I don’t necessarily have to stay here and be some kind of damn leading man.”

Xin Que: "???"

“I have no family, and nothing to hold me back… Anyway, I’m all alone, so I can go anywhere.” Luo Huayi spoke more and more fluently, and he casually tossed the deformed soda can in his hand onto the spacious rooftop behind him, making a crisp “clang” sound.

The man's powerful presence drew closer, and in this corner of a world where time seemed to stand still, he stared intently at the woman so close to him, his words clear and distinct: "I want to go with you."

Xin Que: "???????"

Without even thinking, she refused outright, "No way! Forget about it."

"You asked me what I wanted before, but I didn't know then."

"I now know exactly what I want, and I can't give up."

When Luo Huayi got stubborn, he was like a donkey, charging headlong into the south wall. "Bang!" He hit the wall and couldn't move, but he still insisted that his head wasn't hard enough to knock the south wall down.

Xin Que leaned back strategically, "You don't want the Luo family anymore?"

Luo Huayi moved closer to her, staring at her intently, and uttered three words with a single utterance: "No, I don't want it anymore."

Xin Que "..."

"I've thought about this for a long time. You're wary of my identity as a program, aren't you?" Luo Huayi said shockingly. "I can find a way to completely sever the connection with this world... or, simply erase this identity?"