Chapter 14 Kid, you're the kind of person who's been talked about online lately for deceiving innocent people...
"Host, what do we do now?"
Wen Han touched her pockets and found only a few coins.
"Host, why don't you go back and apologize?" the system whispered. "You went a bit too far just now."
"If anyone should apologize, it should be him apologizing to me. And—" Wen Han said incredulously, "I went too far. Didn't you see that little brat using my bed as a trampoline? And those two filthy old men sitting on my bed?"
"How about we stay at Fang Songxia's house for the night?"
“They’re playing outside with their mom right now, how can I disturb them?” Wen Han sighed. “I’ll just have to ask Jing Yurong to take care of us for the night.”
Do you remember the stop we just passed?
"I remember," the system quickly reminded him, "but host, the nearest subway station is seven or eight kilometers away."
Wen Han said nonchalantly, "It's only seven or eight kilometers. If you're so surprised, people who don't know better would think it's half of Linjin City."
"Huh? Seven or eight kilometers is already considered far."
Wen Han mumbled, "When I was ten years old, I used to walk that far every day for a while."
"Huh?" the system exclaimed in surprise. "You're only ten years old and still in third grade, right? How can your family feel comfortable letting you go to school alone?"
"No, not at all." Wen Han recalled those glorious days. "It wasn't going to school, it was going to Wen Ruan's grandparents' house."
"ah?"
“At that time, Wen Ruan’s mother was still alive, and we had already moved to this small, dilapidated building,” Wen Han recalled. “Every day I would stay up until midnight to wait for them to fall asleep, and then sneak out and walk seven or eight kilometers to Wen Ruan’s grandparents’ house.”
"...do what?"
"Knock on their door," Wen Han laughed. "I can knock for half an hour straight; even if they play dead, it won't work."
The system fell silent: "Why do this?"
“Make them pay back the money,” Wen Han said. “At first I could still shout, but then I got tired, so I borrowed the loudspeaker from the melon vendor next door and shouted for them to pay back the money.”
Wen Han laughed and said, "Maybe you think I'm just an ordinary cannon fodder, but I'm also a cannon fodder with perseverance. I was gone for almost half a year. Later, they couldn't take it anymore and moved to the countryside."
The system finally understood how Wen Han managed to become the most hated cannon fodder despite her relatively low lethality.
Finally arriving at the subway station, Wen Han looked at the machines in front of him and was certain that this subway line was more chaotic than his life.
He studied it for a while, but then gave up: "Which line should I choose?"
"Line 3." The system helped with the research. "Host, just click on Line 3, then click on the fourth station."
Wen Han ordered as instructed, which cost six yuan.
"Wow, that's a bit expensive." Wen Han counted the coins in her pocket: five one-yuan coins and two fifty-cent coins.
"...Host, those two 50 cents cannot be used for cash payments."
Wen Han: "......"
In the end, I had no choice but to buy a ticket to a stop halfway there.
*
As soon as the door opened, Wen Han spotted the only empty seat and plopped down in it first.
"Hey!" an elementary school student complained, "I've been standing here waiting!"
"You're just standing here waiting, while I've walked seven or eight kilometers." Wen Han leaned back and said rudely, "Go stand over there as punishment!"
"Wow." The flamboyant, effeminate woman with colorful eyeshadow sitting next to Wen Han, whose gender was temporarily indistinguishable, exclaimed, "Handsome guy, you're so cool."
Wen Han said succinctly: "Get lost."
The other person hummed in agreement: "No, let's go play together?"
"I have no money."
The slutty woman put her arm around his shoulder, deliberately leaning closer, and whispered, "I'll treat you to some fun for free."
The system screamed, "Host, be careful! He doesn't look like a good person!"
Anyone with eyes can see that! Wen Han lowered her head and shoved his arm away: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, a few days ago I was so poor that I even wanted to eat someone else's leftover fries. Also, I didn't even have money for the subway and could only buy a ticket for half the journey. If you think you can squeeze money out of me, it just means you're blind and should go see an ophthalmologist."
The elementary school student who had been listening nearby suddenly jumped out and said, "I know, you're one of those brothel madams who've been talking about online lately, the kind who lures innocent young people down the wrong path!"
Wen Han and the system stared in astonishment, their mouths agape in surprise.
"You bitch!" Wen Han said in disbelief, "I'm already in such a miserable state, and you still want to hurt me?"
The slut—or rather, the madam—shrugged: "At least I'm not here to take your money, but to help you make money."
"You're shameless!" the elementary school student said righteously. "He's willing to walk that far on his own two feet, don't you feel guilty lying to him?"
“That’s right.” Wen Han put her arm around the boy. “Now you get out of here and let the kid sit down, or I’ll drag you to the police station.”
The slut, clutching her wallet, scurried away in a disheveled state.
"Do you need money for the subway?" The young man took out some money from his pocket and handed it to Wen Han.
Wen Han saw the tens of dollars in bills: "Oh my god, system! Even kids are richer than me!"
"Host, the cheapest thing he has is the money in his hand," the system scanned. "But he's wearing designer clothes."
In the past, Wen Han would have definitely chosen to rip off a rich man, but since the man had just helped him, Wen Han took his one-yuan coin and gave him his two five-jiao coins.
"Thanks, I'm just one yuan short."
The kid looked on in surprise and said, "This looks like a love token from a romantic movie."
Wen Han was amused by him. This little kid already knew about tokens of love: "Who taught you to watch romance movies at such a young age?"
“I’m not a little kid, I’m already in middle school! My mom likes to watch those romance movies, that’s why she keeps getting tricked by bad Alphas.”
"Huh? What about your dad?" After saying that, Wen Han really wanted to slap herself. How could she not understand human language?
"Nobody," the kid, a middle school student, said, even throwing in some English. "She doesn't know who my dad is."
Oh my god. Wen Han comforted him, "It's okay, my mother is gone too, and as for my father, it's really the same as not having him. At least you still have money."
"Hmm." The middle school student hummed in response, then looked up after a moment. "Could I have your contact information?"
Wen Han fell silent: "I don't have a cell phone."
The middle school student looked at him with pity.
Happy times are always fleeting. The little boy got off in front of him, and Wen Han sighed, "Ah, poor kid."
"Host."
"What's wrong?" Wen Han asked.
"Um, his father seems to be..." the system confirmed again, "...the son of President Gu."
"Wait, no way!" Wen Han exclaimed in disbelief. "Don't tell me that Gu is the Gu from Gu Cheng's name!"
"Yes, he is one of those six children, and the only one in Linjin. The others seem to be in other places."
"Oh no no no no! No!" Wen Han was about to chase after him when the subway doors closed.
"Oh my god," Wen Han said regretfully, "I should have asked for his contact information earlier. Now I don't even know his name!"
"Oh my god!"
Wen Han wailed, but the system comforted her, saying, "At least we know he lives near Donghua Gate, which is a clue."
“That’s true,” Wen Han said with a sigh. “But he’s just a junior high school student. Judging from his height, he’s probably still in junior high. How can he fight against that despicable thug Gu Cheng? Do you think Gu Cheng will find someone to bully him if he finds out?”
"...Probably not."
——
Wen Han nervously rang the Jing family's doorbell.
Hopefully someone's home.
I hope Jingyu will stay home.
Although Jing Feng was also a tragic cannon fodder, he wasn't as kind as Jing Yu, and Wen Han was always a little intimidated by him.
When Jing Yu's kind and gentle handsome face appeared in front of Wen Han, she was almost moved to tears.
"Great, you didn't go out!"
"Hmm?" Jing Feng appeared behind him with a cup of coffee. "Why are you back again?"
Wen Han felt a little awkward. Seeing his discomfort, Jing Yu said to Jing Feng, "I asked him to tell his family before he came back."
"Oh, oh." Jing Feng thought it was her younger brother who was pestering the other person to stay at her house, and felt a little embarrassed: "Come in, come in."
Jing Yu took him back to his room and poured him a glass of orange juice. Wen Han was thirsty, so he gulped it down.
"I'm sorry, Jingyu," Wen Han said apologetically, "I might have to stay at your place for the night."
Jing Yu asked softly, "Did you have a fight with your family?"
Wen Han replied awkwardly, "Mm."
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you those things," Jingyu said guiltily. "It made you argue with your family."
Wen Han quickly replied, "No, no, no, what does this have to do with you?"
The system bit its handkerchief hard in Wen Han's mind, really wanting to rush out and expose its true colors.
Jingyu smiled and said, "It's quite nice living here."
"I only need to stay one night. I can stay at Fang Songxia's house when I go back to school tomorrow."
Jingyu's smile was a little stiff: "So you're planning to stay at his house forever?"
"No," Wen Han explained. "I'll go home when my dad apologizes to me. It shouldn't be too long."
Jing Yu fell silent.
The system also fell silent.
Jingyu asked, "Did your father scold you?"
"Oh, this?" Wen Han said embarrassedly, "I kicked his father-in-law and his family out."
Jingyu guessed that this "expulsion" wouldn't be too gentle: "So, after you expelled them, your father expelled you?"
"right."
"...and then you wait for your dad to apologize to you?"
Wen Han didn't see anything wrong with it: "Yes."
Jing Yu: "......"
Wen Han was tired from walking, and as she was talking, she closed her eyes and fell asleep, lying unconscious on the floor.
Jingyu sat opposite him and covered him with a small blanket.
Wen Han slept very restlessly.
In his dream, he saw the content of that play again.
"Wenruan, Ruanruan." Gu Cheng's deep voice was terribly hoarse. A blush rose on Wenruan's face: "Don't call me that."
"Hmm? What should I call you then?" Gu Cheng's eyes lit up with a smile.
Wen Han was completely numb.
A note from the author:
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Ahhh! 23:43, finally caught up! [Cracking face]
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