Chapter 66 I like it, simply because it is.

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I think Wen Yanyu might have really had a mental problem back then. It wasn't that he was cursing, but his mental state on variety shows was really obviously bad. You could see his somatization even in everyday life. I remember once he was combing a child's hair, and after he finished, he sat there alone, looking down at his hands that were shaking. When the camera panned over, he glanced at the camera and looked lifeless.

When I saw that clip, my heart skipped a beat. I felt like I was being choked and speechless. It was a very ordinary scene, but it was very depressing.

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My impression of Wen Yanyu is that he suffers from severe depression and PTSD. I remember the first time he fainted on the show. Several people held him down and gave him an injection. I was so scared that I didn't dare to breathe.

Although I knew it was for his own good, looking at Wen Yanyu's reaction and the people around him, I felt like they were really trying to kill him.

Some of his reactions made him seem like someone who had suffered a major trauma. And the way he chatted so openly in the live stream just now—some people might talk about this to grab attention, but when he talked about it, you could see that the happiness and "relief" in his eyes were genuine.

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Doesn't anyone else think that Rabbit's friend's voice sounds familiar? Does anyone remember that phone call on the variety show?

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On a side note, the watch that Rabbit's friend is wearing, if I'm not mistaken, seems to cost over 15 million.

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...Could it really be the person I'm thinking of?

Live stream ended.

Wen Yanyu slipped out of the study and crawled back into the pile of fluffy fur on the sofa, listlessly wanting to take a nap.

Fu Hanchuan came out of the bathroom and looked at the leftover rice left in the bowl.

Silently complaining to myself.

What kind of cat stomach?

Thinking of the pained look on the other person's face every time they couldn't finish their food, Fu Hanchuan sighed helplessly.

He finished his meal in four or five bites with the spoon in his bowl, then picked up the tablet from the table and walked toward the sofa.

Wen Yanyu curled up in a ball, nestled in the fluffy pile. Seeing the man walking towards him, he slowly poked his head out from the pile of fur. "What's wrong?"

Fu Hanchuan shoved the tablet into his hand.

"furniture."

Wen Yanyu took the tablet and started flipping through the furniture on it.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at the puppy toy the other person had brought from home and casually asked, "Do you like Meteorite Border Collies? I can have someone bring one for you to raise."

Wen Yanyu shook her head and refused without even thinking.

"I don't really like dogs."

Ever since I was a child, when I went to the police station to find my father and was attacked by a police dog, I have been terrified of dogs.

Fu Hanchuan found it somewhat amusing, suppressing his laughter as he teased, "Aren't most of the thousands of photos in your album just of a dog?"

"If you like, I'll find someone to take care of the dog, so you don't need to worry about it. You just need to play with the dog."

The man's voice softened, gently coaxing the other person to reveal their true thoughts, his tone gradually carrying an unconscious air of doting affection.

"Photo album?" Wen Yanyu was slightly taken aback and looked up at the man.

Fu Hanchuan was taken aback, but remained calm and added slowly, "You left your phone on when you went to sleep after listening to a story last time, and I glanced at it when I turned off the video."

Upon hearing this, Wen Yanyu nodded habitually, not thinking about it any further. She hugged the plush puppy to her chest and nestled it in her arms, her voice a little weak: "I don't like dogs, I just like that little puppy."

Fu Hanchuan raised an eyebrow. "You have so many plush puppies, wouldn't it make no difference if I bought you a live one just like it?"

“It’s different,” Wen Yanyu replied in a muffled voice.

"What's the difference? Aren't they all dogs?" Fu Hanchuan narrowed his eyes and asked with great interest.

Wen Yanyu fiddled with the screen.

“I don’t like it because it’s a dog, I like it simply because it is what it is.” Wen Yanyu lowered her eyes. “If it were a bird, a kitten, a tiger cub, or even a mouse or a cockroach, I would like it just the same.”

“Toys and keychains are inanimate; they can be them, but another dog is just another dog. They are not the same.”

"I like it simply because it is."

Because she was too scared when they last met, she didn't have time to ask the system if they could meet again. Wen Yanyu looked dejected, and her two strands of bangs looked like wilted rabbit ears.

Looking at the boy's appearance, and thinking about the dog in the other person's photo album, which had many more photos than his, I realized that he was missing a lot of pictures.

Fu Hanchuan clicked his tongue lightly, a sudden, inexplicable irritation creeping into his heart.

Is that dog, which I don't even know where it came from, that important?

Unable to resist making a sarcastic joke, her voice tinged with a hint of jealousy: "If it turned into a girl, would you still want to marry it?"

After saying it, Fu Hanchuan was stunned for a moment by his sarcastic remark.

Wen Yanyu, however, did not notice his reaction and retorted, "The system is male, and even if it becomes human, it will still be male."

Thinking of the joke he made with the other person in the small world, Wen Yanyu suddenly laughed: "But if it really becomes a person, I would actually be willing."

During their escape, the group huddled together to sleep because he was so cold, as he was much smaller than the other race.

Everyone was worried about him and took care of him like a cub. The three of them surrounded him in the middle to help him sleep, but Tongzi got so angry that he called out to him all day the next day.

In that final world, he met Si Ye, who had been trying to help him escape the cycle of reincarnation and had saved his life several times.

To make it easier to escape, he turned into a rabbit. Brother Siye probably couldn't resist furry creatures, and he kissed and petted him, hugging him for a long time.

After finally being put down, a woman whose face he couldn't see picked him up and ran off. He was dazed and kissed several more times, which scared Tongzi so much that he chased after her for a long time.

It was only later that they discovered the woman was Si Ye's family member; she had just gotten so excited upon seeing him that she couldn't control herself.

He couldn't help but laugh when he thought about how Tongzi looked so pitiful and jealous after he was dragged back by Tongzi, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

And then there's Si Ye's lover, one of the incarnations of Lo-something-well, that little black cat Si Qiuqiu, who is just too cute. He couldn't resist petting her a few times.

As a result, Tongzi got so angry that he stayed in seclusion for several days and insisted on changing his skin to a cat.

"It's incredibly jealous, but it's very easy to appease." Wen Yanyu smiled, her lips curving upwards, her eyes softening with tenderness.

What kind of bad dog can be a dog that can be soothed with a kiss?

Fu Hanchuan's face darkened, he gave a soft snort, and said nothing more.

"Alright, that's settled then." Wen Yanyu selected the furniture, shoved the tablet back into the man's hand, and curled up again.

Fu Hanchuan took the tablet, glanced at it, and couldn't help but frown. "Just this much?"

He found so much furniture for us, but after a long time of searching, he only picked out a table, chair, and a blanket.

Wen Yanyu curled up in the pile of fluff, drowsy: "This is enough."

Fu Hanchuan's fingertip lingered on the bunny sticker on the screen for a long time. He remained silent, then looked around the empty room.

Apart from a bunch of dolls for sleeping and old clothes, nothing else was purchased.

It's as if they're ready to leave at any moment.

The moment this thought arose, I felt incredibly agitated.

I don't know which nerve it touched, but a strong sense of depression and unease spread through my body.

I'm not in the mood to continue choosing.

Fu Hanchuan pinched the bridge of his nose, a flash of annoyance crossing his face. He tossed the tablet aside and turned to look at Wen Yanyu, who was sleeping peacefully in the pile of plush toys.

With a stretch of long arms, he easily lifted her up.

The touch in his arms was soft and warm, and Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes.

Wen Yanyu nestled quietly in his arms, her eyelashes thick and long, trembling slightly as he breathed on her, like startled wings, obedient and docile.

An inexplicable emotion welled up inside me.

He didn't know what that feeling was like; it happened often, but he didn't take it seriously.

She carried the sleeping boy and entered the house with light steps.

But if a third person is present.

He can see the emotions in the man's eyes at that moment.

It is called greed.

The night was as dark as ink, and a torrential downpour continued outside the window.

Because he was used to working in the dark, the study was dark, and Fu Hanchuan walked slowly toward his desk.

Shen Huainan and Gu Fengyao found Wen Yanyu near her home. Wen Yanyu wasn't wearing clothes with a GPS tracker that day, and it took them quite a while to confirm her location.

Wen Yanyu refused to report the incident to the police and gave vague answers to their questions.

He didn't force him.

Fu Hanchuan looked down at the screen.

He can find out who did it, and he doesn't need the police.

That day... Wen Yanyu was also at the Jingyue Hotel.

He is a shareholder of the hotel.

If someone shows up in a public area, it will be recorded by surveillance cameras.

As long as there is even the slightest clue.

He will be able to find out who that person is.

That day, banquets were being held on both floors of the Jingyue Hotel. After briefly reviewing the guests in his mind, Fu Hanchuan, with a sullen face, quickly identified a few suspicious individuals.

As the surveillance footage from that day, sent by the staff, was opened, Fu Hanchuan focused intently, slowly moving the time progress bar.