"Where do you live? I'd like to come visit you this weekend?" Shang Yan asked with a smile. School was over, and students were coming out of the classrooms one after another, creating a bustling and crowded scene.
He gripped Zhou Ping's hand tightly, lest they get lost.
"No, don't come." Zhou Ping lowered his head. He couldn't go to his home...
"Host, didn't you watch Godslayer? Why are you asking this kind of question?" 019 asked, somewhat puzzled.
[...I only read up to chapter 300, where the grown-up Zhou Ping takes action against Poseidon.] Shang Yan observed Zhou Ping closely, becoming more and more alarmed as he read.
Despite it being the height of summer, he was wearing ill-fitting long-sleeved shirts, with the cuffs and collar buttoned up tightly. He was thin and didn't look like a child his age at all.
Too thin...
Shang Yan swallowed hard. [Following the typical online novel formula: a gambling father, a vain mother, a cold and heartless home, and a broken him?]
Yes, you guessed right.
[...], Shang Yan wanted to laugh, but couldn't.
"You can come to my house anytime. My home is at No. 073, Sunshine Community, Xijin City," Shang Yan said, revealing his address, which 019 had told him.
“…Okay.” Zhou Ping’s eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed again.
The two walked out of the school hand in hand. Sometimes, friendships between children come about inexplicably; they become friends after just a few words.
Zhou Ping was so sincere. He took Shang Yan's words about being good brothers to heart and was secretly happy that he had made a friend.
Shang Yan did most of the talking along the way, while Zhou Ping said very little, no more than five sentences.
"Zhou Ping, it's so hot today, why are you wearing long sleeves?" Shang Yan chattered, taking Zhou Ping's hand and tugging at his sleeve.
"..." Zhou Ping lowered his head, not answering Shang Yan's question, and his hand, which was being held, twitched slightly.
Since he didn't want to talk about it, Shang Yan didn't press him further. Children always have their own secrets.
Sunshine Community and Peach Blossom Village Community are not far apart. Shang Yan raised his hand and pointed to Zhou Ping, "See that direction? Walk a little further in that direction, about 10 minutes, and you'll reach Sunshine Community."
"My home is easy to find."
"Okay." Zhou Ping looked up and followed the direction Shang Yan was pointing, silently memorizing it in his mind.
"Then I'm off?" Shang Yan raised his hand and waved to Zhou Ping. Zhou Ping's residential area was in the same direction as his, and they were already approaching Taohuawu Residential Area. There was still some distance to go before reaching Yangguang Residential Area.
"Hmm." Zhou Ping looked up at Shang Yan, the first time he had ever looked up at his deskmate.
Under the sunlight, Shang Yan's youthful face was full of vitality. When Shang Yan smiled, shallow dimples appeared on his cheeks. His gaze was clear and warm when he looked at him, without a trace of other emotions.
His smile was both too warm and too dazzling; Zhou Ping glanced at it once and quickly lowered his head.
Although I don't know why this deskmate who never talks to him wants to be friends with him, it's really nice.
Zhou Ping turned and walked towards his home, a faint smile curving his lips without him even realizing it.
Taohuawu residential area is not large and looks like it has been around for a while. Zhou Ping walked steadily on the bumpy road with light steps.
As Zhou Ping passed by the security booth at the entrance of the residential area, an old man who was fanning himself with a palm leaf fan saw Zhou Ping and his eyes lit up. "Little Zhou Ping, you're back from school?"
The old man, wearing a white vest, looked kindly at Zhou Ping, who was walking with his head down.
"Hmm." Zhou Ping looked up and nodded seriously at the old man. He spoke softly and slowly, "Good afternoon, sir."
"Looks like Zhou Ping is in a good mood today?" The old man smiled and fanned himself with a palm leaf fan upon hearing Zhou Ping's greeting.
"Hmm," Zhou Ping responded softly, and then fell silent.
He turned and walked towards home.
Zhou Ping's home is on the fourth floor of a building on the very edge of this residential area. It's a quiet place with only his family living there.
Shang Yan also returned home at this time, and on his way home he received the original owner's memories.
The original owner's parents were still alive, and he had an older sister named Shang Qingqian. They lived in the Sunshine Community, and he grew up under the tyranny of his older sister, Shang Qingqian.
My older sister has now graduated from university and found a job in a community near our home. She is currently preparing for the civil service exam.
My parents work at an electronics company in Xijin City. They leave early and return late, so my older sister, Shang Qingqian, usually cooks lunch for us.
After understanding the basic information, Shang Yan walked forward. [019, how can I draw my ability again?]
Now he only has healing abilities, but his attack power is probably not even as good as a chicken.
This is the world of Godslayer, where those mysterious figures who persecute people might appear at his doorstep any day. Shang Yan desperately needs to gain power to become stronger.
[Originally, you needed to kill twenty Mysteries to draw power again, but looking at the host like this now...], seeing a Mystery is nothing to run away from, it's just an easy target.
019 lowered the bar, saying, "Hmm... if the host saves Zhou Ping tonight, I can make an exception."
"Brother Tong, no, Father Tong, from now on you are my new godfather!" Seeing how understanding the system was, Shang Yan almost burst out laughing.
"But... should we save Zhou Ping tonight?" Shang Yan wondered. "Will he encounter any misfortune tonight?"
019 sighed. [In the original storyline, Zhou Ping's gambling-addicted parents would discuss selling his...body tissue after beating him.]
Shang Yan felt a chill run down his spine. [This body tissue definitely isn't hair...]
"It's just what you think," 019 sighed. "His parents owed the casino a huge sum of money, and with the interest compounding, they were thinking of selling him."
"It's such a birth, so incredibly birth," Shang Yan thought, taking a deep breath. He had reached his front door and was knocking on it.
"Sis, I'm home! Open the door for me!"
The sound of slippers dragging on the floor came from inside the door. "Okay, okay, why are you so late this afternoon?"
The doorknob moved, and the door opened from the inside. Shang Qingqian yawned and looked at her younger brother standing in the doorway. "You're back so late today. Who were you out fooling around with this time?"
"I made a new friend, so I'll be back a little late. I'll go to school after I finish eating." Shang Yan was in a bit of a rush, so he planned to grab a bite and leave.
"Hmm...hmm?" My younger brother is making new friends?
In Shang Qingqian's memory, Shang Yan only played with two specific people, and he didn't like to talk to anyone else.
"Eat properly, don't be picky, I'm going to study now." With only a few months left before the exam, Shang Qingqian felt very anxious.
"Mmm, don't worry, sister." Shang Yan sat at the table and ate some of the food that had been left for her in the bowl, picking out the green peppers, ginger, and broccoli.
After finishing eating, he rummaged through his room and found a few lollipops, stuffed them in his pocket, and hurriedly ran out.
His school starts at 2 p.m., and it's already 1:50 p.m. So, Shang Yan rushed out of the house, afraid of being late, and grabbed a bicycle from downstairs and rode off.
This bicycle was Shang Qingqian's means of transportation, and now he has requisitioned it!
Finally, just as the bell rang, Shang Yan entered the classroom. Under the sharp gaze of the Chinese teacher, he awkwardly sat down in his seat.
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