Chapter 7 I love him to death! I...
After sending the message, Ling Qiu put on an eye mask and went straight to sleep, ignoring the other person's reaction.
Her email notifications were on silent, so apart from the flashing blue light, she was unaffected, and the eye mask perfectly shielded her from that.
Despite being mentally prepared, Ling Qiu was still shocked when she opened her eyes to the dense array of blue screens filling the room.
She didn't even glance at it, clicked "select all," and deleted everything with one click, finally finding peace and quiet.
I'm going on a date today.
But when Ling Qiu was about to change her clothes, she discovered that the outfit she had taken out and hung next to the wardrobe earlier had disappeared.
Her expression didn't change, but she subconsciously checked the surveillance footage from last night. However, the screen was completely filled with more and more blue light, and she couldn't see anything except for a large area of stacked blue.
"..." Okay, so this is how you play it.
Ling Qiu stroked her chin. Both of her clothes were very expensive. If he dared not return them, she would find him and dismember him to make specimens.
So how are we going to get to the city center today? The pervert probably thinks that without the equipment, she'll give up on the date?
Ling Qiu refused.
She called Lululan: "Can you come pick me up? I'm meeting Ron near your company today, the address is..."
Lululan's voice sounded excited: "Oh my god! It seems you two really get along! But I have to go to work today, so why don't you wait a bit, and I'll see if I can sneak out to find you."
"No need to force yourself," Ling Qiu said. "If it's not feasible, I can take the tram, it'll be the same."
“I arranged this, so of course I’m coming!” Lululan said. “Don’t worry, I’ll see how things go and escape in a bit. An hour or two should be enough!”
After agreeing, Ling Qiu hung up the phone.
She stood in the house, and if she wasn't mistaken, the pervert was watching her, waiting to see her reaction, because she could keenly sense being watched.
It's as if the surveillance cameras she installed in the house weren't for security, but to monitor herself.
Let's take this opportunity to test what kind of pervert that guy is!
Ling Qiu stood in front of the wardrobe, muttering to herself, "Without those two pieces of clothing, it makes no difference what I wear. Maybe I should just go naked, since I'll have to take my clothes off anyway."
After saying that, she really started to take off her clothes. She took them off slowly and deliberately. When she was only wearing underwear, she stood in front of the mirror, deliberately put one hand into her underwear, and then took a picture.
A barely perceptible hint of interest lurked in Ling Qiu's indifferent eyes. She stared at the screen, and a fraction of a second later, both of her messages were followed by two red exclamation marks, indicating that they had not been sent.
"Oh dear?" Ling Qiu feigned distress, "Why didn't it send?"
She clicked resend again, but got the same result.
Oh, so that's what kind of pervert he is. It seems he has no intention of sharing her with anyone else.
"Damn the internet." Ling Qiu pretended to be angry and walked straight out of the bedroom, saying as she walked, "If I can't send it out, I'll wear this to show Ron today."
Then she went to open the door. As she turned the handle and was about to open it, another blue screen flashed before her eyes. This time, the message was shaking violently, displaying only three words: "Are you crazy!?"
Ling Qiu suddenly felt like laughing out loud. This pervert actually thought she was crazy?
She said in a nonchalant tone, "Give me back my clothes, or I'll go to meet him like this and stay overnight at his house."
No response.
Ling Qiu said again, "I heard that Ron is very rich. His house is in the city center. If I marry him... I should be able to live in his wonderful house forever, right?"
To be honest, Ling Qiu also felt that what she was doing was crazy, but she still really wanted to get her clothes back. This was the only thing she could try for now. If the pervert refused to return them, she wouldn't actually go out naked.
Still no response...
After a while, Ling Qiu gave up. She pondered what to wear today, but just then, a blue screen flashed again: "I can give you the clothes, but there are conditions."
Ling Qiu feigned indifference and lazily asked, "What are the conditions?"
The other side: "What does 88C45 mean?"
Upon seeing these numbers, Ling Qiu burst out laughing.
Haha, this idiot is still fretting about this number.
Could her two pieces of clothing be more important than seeing this pervert get his comeuppance? Ling Qiu refused to answer.
“88C45? It’s 88C45, don’t you know that? Everyone knows it, it’s obvious, it’s blatant, how else do I need to explain it to you?” Ling Qiu said seriously, “Everyone knows it, how could a human not know it?”
She stood in her room, like a madwoman talking to herself.
The blue screen kept flashing, displaying one "Tell me!" message after another.
"tell me!!!"
"tell me!!!!!!!!"
...
More and more exclamation marks appeared, indicating that the other person was genuinely curious, and increasingly agitated and angry. She shrugged indifferently, "You couldn't possibly not know. Everyone knows. How could you not know?"
She kept repeating herself; she just loved watching perverts break down.
Clearly, through their conversations throughout the day, Ling Qiu could sense that the pervert had become increasingly proficient in using language.
His previous messages didn't contain any punctuation, but today he used them very skillfully.
"What a clever, twisted creature," Ling Qiu thought. He even wondered if some perverted experimenter at the research center had implanted a prosthetic brain into a primate and then infused it with some kind of AI system.
Modern AI technology is already very advanced. They have their own "thinking," and each AI believes it is a unique existence. The developers have even given them all sorts of emotions and personalities.
However, as a hacker, Ling Qiu has his own way of making judgments.
Instead of answering the perverted question, she typed a piece of code into the perverted chat box. If there really was an AI on the other end, it would automatically type out a long number composed of 1s and 0s after receiving the code.
After clicking send, the other party quickly replied with a string of "??????".
Ling Qiu raised an eyebrow. Well, it seems this idiot isn't an AI.
"Tell me!" the other person said again.
"Clothes," Ling Qiu said calmly.
"Tell me!!" the other party emphasized.
"Then I don't want it." Ling Qiu turned and left. Just then, Lu Lulan called, and Ling Qiu answered immediately.
"I'm downstairs at your place! Are you ready?"
"Okay, I'll go downstairs now." Ling Qiu was only wearing her underwear; she was preparing for one last test.
So after hanging up Lululan's call, Ling Qiu made a decisive gesture and strode towards the door. Just as she was about to open the door, her clothes appeared out of thin air in front of her.
She saw with her own eyes that her clothes suddenly appeared, not through holographic technology or anything else, but simply out of thin air, like magic.
Ling Qiu found it unbelievable, but she didn't show any surprise. She just expressionlessly grabbed the clothes and quickly put them on, complaining, "Ugh, why did you come back at this time? I guess I'll just have to wear these. I really wanted to go see Ron naked."
Ling Qiu quickly dressed, went out, locked the door, and did it all in one go. While riding the elevator, she kept thinking, what kind of weirdo is this?
To be able to do this much, one is definitely not human, and probably not a superhuman either.
Ling Qiu glanced at him and asked, "Has your eyesight gotten worse?"
Wang Zheng shuddered, then said with a wry smile, "Yes, it was you, Ling Qiu. I can barely see the road now, and I can't even see people's faces clearly. I think if I don't get a prosthetic eye surgery soon, my life will be over."
"You haven't saved enough money yet?" Ling Qiu frowned, wondering exactly how much money they needed.
“Yes…” Wang Zheng was very discouraged, “A total of 160,000, and I’ve only saved 120,000 so far.”
"Sixteen thousand!? That's so expensive?" Ling Qiu exclaimed in surprise.
"Yes." Wang Zheng smiled bitterly. "The doctor said that my physical condition is not suitable for a regular prosthetic eye, otherwise it will break down quickly, which would not only be a waste of money but may also make my vision worse. I can only choose the best one."
...We're still short 40,000.
Ling Qiu hummed in agreement and said nothing more. Then she heard Wang Zheng mutter, "And my mom is sick again..."
She lowered her eyes. In Mante City, most people had very weak family ties. There were even cases where children never saw their parents again after they grew up. Compared to these useless things, people valued their future more and were more concerned about how to get into the best companies, which was a matter that could determine their entire lives.
Wang Zheng is a rare person who is willing to take care of his mother in her old age and after her death. He is a kind-hearted person with no temper, and it seems that he has never had a girlfriend even though he is over 30 years old.
Ling Qiu thought this was normal. With Wang Zheng's personality and economic conditions, it was already difficult for him to live a decent life. He was of average appearance and had an ordinary physique. He worked as a product consultant in a small company.
Compared to the various high-level and imaginative professions in Mante City, Wang Zheng's job sounds very low-level and easily replaceable. His boss doesn't treat him like a human being, which indirectly shaped Wang Zheng's submissive personality.
But he is still a good person.
A foolish good man.
Ling Qiu suddenly became emotional and said, "I'll lend you the remaining 40,000."
Compared to Wang Zheng, the pervert reacted even faster, and a blue screen flashed in front of Ling Qiu's eyes in an instant.
You like him?!?
Wang Zheng's body trembled slightly. He turned around and looked at Ling Qiu in disbelief and shock. He was afraid that his blindness would also affect his hearing. He stared blankly at Ling Qiu without daring to ask a single question to confirm.
Ling Qiu pressed further, "Do you want it or not? Forty thousand, I'm only asking this once."
Why did you help him? Why did you help him? Why did you help him?
"You like him? You like him?! Do you like him?!"
The elevator was almost completely filled with countless blue light screens that only Ling Qiu could see.
Ling Qiu frowned. So annoying!
"Yeah!" Ling Qiu kicked the elevator door. "I like Wang Zheng, I love him to death, I'm hopelessly in love!"
Poor Wang Zheng opened his eyes wide again.
The elevator doors opened, and Lululan, who was leaning against the car in a sexy pink outfit, happened to hear this. She looked at the two people standing in the elevator and suddenly blurted out "Oh!" without thinking.
Lululan raised an eyebrow: "Confessing your feelings?! Great!"
A note from the author:
Lululan (I don't understand the sisters' aesthetics, but I'll support this version first)
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