Your day belongs to me
Unable to contain her curiosity, Wen Zhuyao asked, "Did you receive it? I have a rating for a romantic relationship."
"I received it. I thought it was just me." Mo Wen looked at the new item with a puzzled expression, feeling that something was off.
When did games become so easy?
Wen Zhuyao rubbed her hands together, urging, "Then let's give it a try."
"Alright."
Seeing that she liked it, Mo Wen looked at it carefully and clicked on the link. The first page had four reviews.
"All comments must be authentic, distinctive, and free to express themselves; a blank page of your own diary."
Personality assessment.
Mo Wen thought for a moment and wrote: "A cute person with a touch of arrogance."
Verbal evaluation.
Mo Wen thought to himself, "Forget it, it's okay. She's just a sensitive little cat who likes to reject people and will give up easily."
Game technology evaluation.
Mo asked, "Slightly lower than me."
Game photography review.
Mo Wenchun praised, "Great."
There are even more specific settings, all based on what the players want to do each day and what they like to play.
Relying on the principle of secrecy, Wen Zhuyao showed no mercy, and as a result, what was supposed to be kept secret was revealed to the other party by both of them.
"Can you not watch?" What she was afraid of was that the bad things she secretly said, if imitated very well, would also be a kind of bad thing.
What should I do if I get asked that?
Mo Wen shared the same thought, saying, "I think we can all choose not to watch it."
What he fears is that his heartfelt comments will be questioned to what extent, and what will he do when asked?
Both of them closed the event interface with the fastest hand speed they had ever used.
Wen Zhuyao immediately ran away: "I didn't watch it, and you're not allowed to watch it either. I'm logging off now."
"Okay, I've turned it off. Me too. I'm going to take care of something." Mo Wen couldn't stay here alone any longer, and their panic was conveyed through their synchronized heartbeats.
Once bitten, twice shy. After logging off, Wen Zhuyao searched for the event and found a lot of complaints and victims.
She quietly joined in, secretly updated the game, and was happy to trick the players, right?
A few minutes later, Chi Nuo shared a heartfelt and detailed rant about Wen Zhuyao, thus starting a new topic.
Chi Nuo gloated: "No way, I'm experiencing the benefits of not having a romantic relationship with a hero."
Are the two victims alright?
"Do you need me to offer my condolences?" Chi Nuo kindly asked, patting his chest to assure him, "It's purely a friendly exchange, without any mockery."
Wen Zhuyao refused with a heavy heart: "No thanks, I want to grieve in secret."
"I also had an interview. I'll secretly fill my time and heal my wounds with work." Mo Wen responded briefly before disappearing again.
Seeing that the victims had all run away, Chi Nuo turned around and went to find the next victim to offer her care.
Wen Zhuyao couldn't help but send Mo Wen a private message to mock him again. She then took the time to wash up and prepare to rest.
When I got back, I saw the reply, a different style from Mo Wen's usual response.
"What are you doing? You saw it, didn't you?"
"Are you busy? Did you really watch it?"
"You've become indifferent? You really read it, and you've become indifferent?"
Wen Zhuyao scratched her clean hair and replied, "No, don't panic, I really didn't see it."
The message was sent, but no one responded.
She watched a movie casually, and an hour later she received a new message.
"I felt really awkward just now, so I thought I'd ask you, but I was afraid it would be even more awkward if you actually went to see it." What could Mo Wen do? She absolutely couldn't tell you.
I received one curious emoji after another from Wen Zhuyao.
"Are you nervous? Scared? What did they write about me?"
"A heartfelt confession?" Wen Zhuyao's curiosity was piqued, and she started chattering on and on.
"It's still a heartfelt evaluation and commentary. I'm quite curious about what you're saying."
"Should I go take a look?"
Mo Wen took a deep breath: "Don't look..."
"Okay~" Wen Zhuyao ended today's story with an emoji, which also briefly ended this prank.
Another peaceful and serene day.
Wen Zhuyao received an inquiry message as soon as she woke up in the morning. She was asked about her plans for the day before she was even fully awake.
"What are your plans for today?" Mo Wen had been thinking about it all night, but he still chose to ask. He couldn't leave it unresolved; he would always feel uneasy.
Perhaps...
Wen Zhuyao thought about it carefully and typed back, "Take a day off, I'm still not fully awake."
"good."
After confirming there was no further news, Wen Zhuyao pulled the covers over her head and went back to sleep.
I slept for two extra hours.
As if someone had timed her perfectly, she heard a message notification as soon as she opened her eyes. She stretched in bed and tied her messy hair back together.
I picked up the phone; it simply displayed four words.
Go open the door.
Wen Zhuyao rolled over and lay on her stomach on the bed, asking, "What's wrong? You can predict when I'll wake up, you know."
"I didn't predict it. You usually rest around this time. You'll know when you open the door." Mo Wen didn't say much, just told her to go and see for herself.
"That's weird," Wen Zhuyao muttered, got up, quickly tidied herself up, and then went to open the door.
I found a packaged gift placed at the door.
There was also a small cake and fruit delivery. She picked them up and checked the order time for each one, and found that they were all placed half an hour earlier.
The same person placed the order.
Fearing a misunderstanding, Wen Zhuyao went inside, took out her phone, took pictures, and sent them to the aunt. She asked incredulously, "You asked me to open the door, is it for those things?"
"Yes, it's to apologize. I don't know if you've seen it, but it's never wrong to apologize a little earlier." Mo Wen waited expectantly, and finally received the inquiry.
Pretending to be indifferent, but actually very nervous inside.
"The timing is perfect, please forgive me."
Wen Zhuyao's gaze darted back and forth between the gift and the screen, shifting between them. She really didn't want to talk.
The surprise was perfect.
"I didn't see it, and I forgive you. This is the last time. I'll reluctantly accept it and go eat!" Wen Zhuyao sent the message, put her phone aside, and took the food inside.
Mo Wen looked at her reply with a smile.
There were four or five on the coffee table, some that were easy to spot, and some that weren't.
She sat on the sofa and opened them one by one, choosing a square box without any notification, like a delivery package.
After opening the outer packaging, there was a pink wrapping paper inside. Wen Zhuyao carefully opened it, and inside lay a commemorative album.
She flipped through them and found that they were all taken from Mo Wen's perspective, including both real-life and game footage, with the most recent ones being from recent events.
No wonder they wanted to take a group photo and then take individual photos of her; that's what they were thinking.
Wen Zhuyao continued to guess another one, which was a fruit slice, and the cake was shaped like a bear.
The drinks and cakes she chose were the first things I noticed.
"What's wrong? Why have you suddenly changed?" Wen Zhuyao couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, having come all this way to find you.
If you really want to know the truth, it's completely different from before. Could it be that it has a different core?
Mo Wen knew this would arouse suspicion, so she prepared for her questions in advance: "I'll tell you tonight. Will you listen to my arrangements for today?"
Seeing this reply, Wen Zhuyao's suspicions began to surface. "Could there be a trap?"
"Don't think like that. Just do it my way this time. This is my way of apologizing to you." Mo Wen's explanations were useless, so he might as well try to change things through actions.
"This is a profound reflection on my personality and way of expressing myself. I think there will be a completely new transformation after today."
"With people who are included, it has transformed into a new entity."
Wen Zhuyao's joy gradually subsided, her heart settled down, and the truth came to mind: it wasn't the apology she had been told.
"Alright, pack up and let's go to the next place." Mo Wen sent her the screenshot of the group-buying package, which was a single-person meal.
Wen Zhuyao clicked on it and found that it was the store he had recommended before. She looked at it for a few seconds.
I jumped up instantly, determined to enjoy this day to the fullest.
Get up and follow his instructions to tidy up.
"Okay." Wen Zhuyao finished getting ready, changed her clothes, and was about to leave when she received another order screenshot from the license plate number.
She replied "received," and gradually began to look forward to what this journey would bring.
Wen Zhuyao got into the car and arrived at the store. She used the group-buying coupon to get a bowl of noodles and a small dessert.
She took a picture and sent it to him, asking, "Is this the package you recommended to me?"
"That's right." Mo Wen's main focus today is answering every question.
After finishing dinner, Wen Zhuyao got up and went out of the store. She received a screenshot from Mo Wen, who had sent a screenshot of a milk tea shop on the same street. She was told to pick it up at the shop: "Photo exchange."
"Are you really the person in the video?" Wen Zhuyao was filled with doubt and dread.
Mo asked, "Guess? It's me."
Wen Zhuyao turned off her phone, went to the store and got a cup of taro boba milk, took a picture and sent it over, wanting to see if there would be any follow-up.
The result was that the other party sent a screenshot of a movie ticket for a showtime ten minutes later.
Wen Zhuyao remembered this movie theater. The movie was a recently released animation with a very good rating. After getting the ticket, she went there as usual.
After the movie ended, Wen Zhuyao felt there was nothing more to say, so she posted a selfie taken outside the movie theater, along with a movie ticket.
Mo Wen opened the photo, saved it silently, and exchanged it for another photo.
It's the license plate number used for location tracking.
Wen Zhuyao followed him back and saw a bouquet of flowers and a snack gift bag at the door.
She picked up the flowers, red and blue roses, with a greeting card that read, "A beautiful day, from this moment on, our bond will deepen from this moment on."
Wen Zhuyao put down her coat after entering the room and continued taking photos. This time, she asked, "I received it. It was a very pleasant surprise."
Mo Wen, who was at work, heard the notification tone for being followed, curled the corner of his mouth slightly, but did not reply.
Continue with your own business.
Seeing that there was no reply, Wen Zhuyao turned around and started unpacking the snacks. When she opened the lid, a letter fell out.
Each of them had a single sentence written on it.
"I'm working now, so I'm taking a good rest. I'll chat with you tomorrow."
"Have a nice night and a good night's sleep."
"good evening."
After reading it, Wen Zhuyao closed the book in one go, her face slightly flushed.
"Okay, I forgive you." After sending this message, she started organizing.
I tried to make the decision according to my own schedule, but I just couldn't fall asleep and kept thinking about the day's events.
Reflecting on every moment of anticipation, and every moment of surprise.
My interest was piqued too much.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, and despite thinking this, Wen Zhuyao couldn't help but seek out Mo Wen.
It's okay if you don't reply; asking makes me feel better, and it's a way to vent.
The transformation of that large piece of wood is so stark; the difference between its previous state and its current appearance is striking. What was the purpose of the design?
Where does inspiration come from?
"It's mutated, so it must be a new species," she thought with certainty, and asked the question.
Mo Wen looked at the newly sent inquiry and replied simply: "Because I'm studying, and I'm dating someone I like."
"What happened before? How come things have changed now?"
This simple response didn't satisfy Wen Zhuyao: "I don't believe it."
"It's because Chi Nuo posts in the group every day, talking about how couples get along and all that," Mo Wen said, still a little embarrassed.
Chi Nuo is so engrossed in watching the drama that she posts romance-related content every day, asking others to comment on it.
He hesitated before telling the truth: "I just took a few points as a reference, and I didn't perform very well when I met you."
"I haven't learned how to get along with you normally in a limited amount of time, and it's no use if I don't get enlightened."
Mo Wen: "But at least it makes you see me and makes you happy, that's enough."
The words echoed in Wen Zhuyao's mind, and she even seemed to hear his voice in her ears.
"At least it makes you see me and makes you happy, that's enough."
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