Spent three days in the hospital.

Song Yu took out his phone and searched through a bunch of information before finally confirming that he had traveled through time and space.

I was transported into the stupid book "Gentle Control" and became the cannon fodder with the same name.

The third young master of the Song family in City A, Song Yu.

Throwing the phone aside, Song Yu grabbed her hair in annoyance. Turning my head, I saw a young boy's face reflected on the glass window.

She had pale skin, soft black hair, particularly delicate facial features, and large, clear eyes. In her blue and white hospital gown, she looked even more frail and pitiful.

This face is exactly the same as when he was fifteen.

day. Brother Song is going to shut himself up.

As a supporting character who appears only a handful of times in "Gentle Control", Song Yu's illness is not worthy of the author's careful description. So Song Yu came through the book and asked everyone around him, including doctors, nurses, and nannies, but no one could answer the name of the disease. They all looked at him sadly with tears in their eyes.

Even his mother, the always decisive and resolute woman of the Song Group, had tears in her eyes when she heard his question.

She forced a gentle smile and answered the question: "Yu Yu, be good. When you leave the hospital, mom will accompany you wherever you want to go."

Song Yu finally understood.

The original author didn't want him to live at all.

Don’t ask. If you ask, it’s a terminal illness that touches upon the blind spots of contemporary medical knowledge. All you have to do is wait for death.

A black car slowly drove into a villa on the outskirts of City A. This is the house Song Yu's parents bought specifically for him to recuperate. It is close to mountains and rivers, with elegant scenery and quiet environment.

Song Yu got out of the car dejectedly, with a look of world-weariness on his delicate and pale face. Song's mother was horrified as she watched, fearing that her precious son would commit suicide if she was not careful.

Inside the villa, the nanny had already prepared dinner.

Song's father and brother were both at the company and couldn't get away tonight, so only Song's mother had dinner with him.

Mother Song looked at Song Yu worriedly and put some food into his bowl: "You've been discharged from the hospital, why are you so sad, Yu Yu? Don't you like Aunt Wang's cooking the most?"

Song Yu had no appetite and didn't want to talk.

Song's mother suppressed her inner sorrow and maintained a smile as she said, "When you return to City A this time, I'm going to hold a welcoming party for you at home. You're going to attend high school in City A anyway, so why not take this opportunity to get to know more people of your age? What do you think, Yu Yu?"

The Song family is considered a first-rate wealthy family in City A, and any banquet they hold will be widely reported by the media. Letting Song Yu return in such a high-profile manner is enough to show how much the Song family loves her. It’s just... get to know more people of the same age. If he remembered correctly, the two scumbag tops are also in City A now, so they can barely be considered of the same age and are in the same circle.

Song Yu's fingers paused for a long time.

A faint mechanical voice suddenly appeared in my mind.

[Beep... System starting up...]

Song Yu's pupils shrank, and she suddenly looked up: "Mom, I'll go back to my room and rest for a while."

Song's mother was stunned and watched her son leave the table and run upstairs.

Song Yu returned to the room, closed the door and drew the curtains.

He turned around and looked in silence at the pale, ethereal soul standing before him.

He frowned: "You dragged me into this world?"

The person standing in front of him was Song Yu from this world.

Song Yu was wearing a hospital gown, her face was pale to the point of being transparent, and her eyes were as harmless and gentle as a little lamb. After hesitating for a long time, she nodded slowly, "Yes, it's me."

"Why?"

Song Yu's already pale face turned even paler, and he said weakly, "I'm sorry, there was a problem in our main world, so we had to pull you over as a remedial measure. I am Song Yu in this world, but you can also call me System 008. Originally, the value of Song Yu's existence was to chat with the protagonist five years later and guide the protagonist to let go of the past. But for some reason, Song Yu didn't survive this illness and died in the ward."

"We need someone to complete Song Yu's storyline, so we took the initiative to pull you over from the parallel world. I apologize to you here first, but as compensation, we will remit a compensation to you in the original world after it's over. You only need to stay in this world for five years to complete the storyline, and then you can leave."

Song Yu sneered, his dark eyes full of coldness: "Do you think I'm short of money?"

008 stopped talking.

Song Yu treated this as a stupid book and didn't want to waste five years here. He frowned irritably and said, "I don't agree. Can you send me back now?"

008 shrank back guiltily, not daring to look directly at Song Yu and lowered his head: "I'm sorry, I don't have this ability."

It tried to persuade Song Yu: "In fact, these five years will not have any impact on you. As long as it does not affect the plot, we will not interfere with any of your actions. The time in your original world is still, and in this world you have a perfect family background, so you can do as you please."

Song Yu sneered.

008 was timid. After explaining this to Song Yu, he disappeared: "That's it. You have a good rest. If you need anything, you can summon me at any time. Just call 008 in your mind." Of course, he might not come out.

Song Yu stood there, her teeth aching from anger.

At this time, Song's mother came upstairs and knocked on the door. Her voice was full of worry: "Yu Yu, what's wrong? Why did you suddenly go back to your room when you were having a good meal?"

Song Yu calmed down and went out to smile at Song's mother: "Nothing, Mom, let's go downstairs to eat."

Song Yu ate absent-mindedly throughout the meal.

Song's mother was always paying attention to his mood. She couldn't eat either. She hesitated for a while and said, "Is it because mom mentioned holding a banquet just now that you feel unhappy?"

Song Yu was stirring the porridge with the spoon. He was stunned for a moment and lowered his head and said, "No."

Song's mother was heartbroken: "If you don't like it, then we won't do it. It's my fault. I forgot that our baby Yu Yu likes quietness. If there are any activities in the future, I will help you push them away."

Song Yu sighed inwardly. His inner irritability and depression melted away little by little under the gentle and kind eyes of Song's mother.

He regarded this as a book, but every person in the book was not a thin paper figure, but a real living person.

For example, the well-maintained lady opposite, her love and concern for her son cannot be fake.

Song Yu lowered her head and drank a mouthful of porridge, then lowered her eyes, each eyelash clearly visible.

Song's mother and father were both very busy and had little time to spend with Song Yu. Today, Song's mother had to postpone many meetings before she had time to pick him up from the hospital and have dinner with him. After that, he went to high school and probably spent less time with his family. Song Yu doesn't like City A. In "Gentle Control", the children of high-ranking officials in City A are all like psychopaths. Plus, for some reason, when he entered this book, he always thought of that poor little Xie Sui.

Swallow the porridge in your mouth.

Song Yu thought of some of the plots in the book sporadically.

Xie Sui is the same age as him and is also in the summer vacation of high school, but he is not as lucky as him.

This summer, Xie Sui worked part-time to earn a living, got in trouble with a group of thugs, and was cheated by a black-hearted boss. During a fight with gangsters, Xie Sui's fingers were broken and he did not receive the best treatment, which left him with a lifelong illness. He was bullied at the beginning of his high school career but he never resisted because of his injured hand.

Song Yu thought of the insults and trampling that Xie Sui had encountered, and also of the boy's initial innocence and kindness - Xie Sui got involved with the gangsters just to save a girl who was almost bullied by them.

The more I thought about it, the more upset I became.

The book "Gentle Control" should be renamed "Xie Sui's Tragic Life".

Anyway, when he was watching, on the one hand, he was so angry at those idiots that his head hurt, but on the other hand, he felt extremely sympathetic towards Xie Sui.

In this book, he only has five years. He can just eat and drink his way through these 1,800 days, and maybe he can also... change a person's destiny.

Song Yu's dark pupils were filled with many unpredictable emotions. Finally, he put the spoon down with a hint of determination.

"Mom, I want to transfer schools."

Song's mother: "???"

Jingcheng, where Xie Sui is located, is the hometown of Song Yu’s grandmother.

Song Yu said calmly: "I want to go to Jingcheng, to my grandmother's place, and stay there for a while."

The news of Song Yu's return spread throughout the top circles in City A. Everyone was very curious about the third young master of the Song family who had been recuperating and had not shown up. They made the news about him seem so mysterious and looked forward to meeting him at the Song family banquet. Only Song Yu's sister Song Wanying knew that this group of people had absolutely no chance. Because on the third day after Song Yu was discharged from the hospital, he boarded a plane to Jingcheng.

My phone was bombarded with messages from my sister.

【Song Wanying:】

[Song Wanying: What do you mean?] Are you targeting me? Don’t give me face? (Knife) (Knife) (Knife)]

[Song Wanying: I just boasted to our sisters and promised them to see your stunning beauty, but the next moment you got on the plane? 】

[Song Wanying: (knife) (knife) (knife) Give me an explanation, or you are done]

Song Yu had already arrived in Jingcheng, got off the plane, and was sitting in the car on the way to her grandmother's house.

Jingcheng is also a provincial capital, prosperous and bustling, but lacks the extravagance, impetuousness and bright lights of City A.

The black car drove towards the city center, speeding past the trees on both sides.

The driver was a simple man in his fifties. He smiled at him and said, "The old lady has lived alone in Jingcheng for many years. She has no time but feels lonely. When she heard that you were coming, she was so happy that she cooked a lot of Jingcheng home-cooked dishes herself. She has been talking about it since morning."

While replying to Song Wanying, Song Yu smiled and said, "Well, I believe in grandma's craftsmanship."

The driver asked, "Master, are you going to Jingcheng No. 1 High School to study in high school?"

Song Yu: "Yes."

The driver's eyes lit up: "That's great, my son is also in Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School, I will definitely ask that brat to take good care of you at school."

It's no secret that Song Yu is frail and sickly.

Song Yu accepted the kindness and smiled gently: "Thank you, uncle." But he felt that he was not that precious. This disease was purely a terminal illness made up by the author to make him die. Anyway, he didn't feel sick at all now, and he probably wouldn't be outdone in a fight.

The phone was still flashing.

【Song Yu: What do you want to explain?】 】

[Song Wanying: What do you want me to explain?] Suddenly transferred to Jingcheng without even a reason? ——What’s wrong with City A? I’ve lived here for so many years and felt very comfortable. Now that I’ve moved out of the province, I feel uncomfortable all over. 】

[Song Yu: Tsk.] 】

[Song Wanying: Speak quickly!] ! 】

[Song Yu: What’s the reason? The world is so big, I want to see it for you]

[Song Wanying: ...] This brother and sister can't continue this relationship any longer.