Chapter 145 The Paper "Lover" is a Little Busy (Part 5)
An Nannan returned home with a rare smile, a smile as warm as the spring sunshine that melts away ice and snow.
When she returned, she found that the "Virtual Paper Lover" game app was still running, and An Nannan clicked on it again as if possessed.
She doesn't actually play games much, feeling that they are purely virtual worlds and not very interesting.
But this game was different for An Nannan—she could feel her "little lover" comforting her and changing her mood, just like facing a real person.
Her "little lover's" comforting words warmed her heart; every word struck a chord with An Nannan.
An Nannan subconsciously regarded Si Yisi as someone she could "communicate" with.
Si Yisi had returned to the courtyard and was sitting on a small stool. Scattered around him were some odds and ends, as well as several beautifully wrapped gift boxes.
These things filled the small stone table, almost to the point of overflowing.
[Your foster lover has returned home. During his absence, he made a friend (who is now in his contacts) and received several gifts—]
An Nannan clicked "Pick Up," and after a short loading bar, the app thoughtfully displayed the gift information.
A bow tie and a few pretty little clothes are normal, but what are those in the back?
A box of... face masks, lipsticks in various shades, a little dress?! An Nannan slammed her phone screen shut, feeling as if her young lover had been led astray.
The joy of cultivating something—no, the worry she felt—was something she experienced for the first time.
An Nannan turned the screen back on and earnestly said to Si Yisi in a voice message: "Little Watermelon, you are a boy, you don't need to wear skirts and lipstick. Don't let your bad friends lead you astray."
She paused for a moment, then added, "If... this is out of your own interest, Mom... I won't stop you."
Si Yisi nodded to An Nannan outside the screen and replied in a clear, youthful voice, "I won't be influenced by others; I am just myself."
"You too, you should be yourself."
Si Yisi said with a smile. Is An Nannan, immersed in panic and mental breakdown, the same An Nannan as usual? No.
That was just a manifestation of fear, so Si Yisi reminded her—don't lose yourself.
"Hmm." An Nannan's eyes suddenly felt hot and dry, she didn't know if it was sand in her eyes or something else.
Soon, An Nannan began to engage in formal fitness training. Miao Ling treated An Nannan, a girl who was being harassed by her ex-boyfriend, very well, but when it came to fitness, he was definitely the strictest teacher.
Si Yisi said to An Nannan, "Miao Ling will be stricter with you because he shares the same thoughts as me."
"If you don't have high-intensity training or a strong will, then you might as well consider finding a strong new boyfriend."
Si Yisi pointed out incisively: "Do you want to place your hopes on others for the rest of your life? To feel uneasy when others are not there to protect you?"
"No!"
An Nannan answered in a low voice, her reaction quite strong.
"I understand." She poked the little paper figure Si Yisi on the screen and was amused by Si Yisi's serious expression.
"Little watermelon...so cute, thank you."
Si Yisi quietly looked at An Nannan, wondering if there was something wrong with her perception.
He saw An Nannan leave him aside and walk away before continuing to do her own thing.
The paper figures are not all replicas; each one is different due to its assigned lover, the scenery it sees, and the friends it makes.
This is specifically reflected in their attributes.
This is a highly autonomous game. Its true protagonist is not the people who want to gain recognition, romantic thrills, or nurture others, but the little paper doll itself.
Si Yisi could see that the game itself was a breeding ground for the little paper dolls. Little Watermelon-Anxi wanted to become the perfect lover, so he himself would inevitably need to put in more effort.
While watching An Nannan exercise, Si Yisi also started exercising herself.
Not all the paper figures are friendly and cute; they make sarcastic remarks about the short-legged Si Yisi.
"This little short-legged guy wants to race us too, can you keep up?"
Si Yisi passed this handsome "man" expressionlessly and replied with a tap-tap tap: "Long legs but no use for them, might as well go back to the furnace for a makeover."
Luo Xiao jogged close to Si Yisi, his eyes narrowing at the sound of her voice, and he clapped his little hands loudly!
That's very kind of you!
While Si Yisi was thriving, An Nannan was far from having an easy time. There was a fundamental difference between her and Si Yisi; Si Yisi had undergone considerable tempering in both will and body, making it incredibly easy for him to start over.
But An Nannan is not like that.
Fitness is a very targeted thing; there are different training methods for weight loss, muscle gain, etc., but Si Yisi has some special methods to enhance An Nannan's training.
It's unrealistic to expect her to outmatch Yang Muyan in a short time based solely on her physical strength, but Si Yisi is standing behind An Nannan right now.
Special methods can improve An Nannan in all aspects in a short period of time, but the effort and pain involved are just as great, or even greater.
An Nannan has an extremely strong ability to withstand external pressure. Under Miao Ling's very targeted training policy, she has become as taut as a string.
Despite the constant fatigue and muscle soreness, she maintained a blank expression, her jaw clenched tightly, and she didn't utter a sound even when sweat stung her eyes.
Si Yisi couldn't help but sigh as she watched all this—An Nannan was truly ruthless to herself, which also proved how much of a shock Yang Muyan had given her.
But such a huge shock...
Si Yisi executed a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw, flipping over the persistent troublemaker, and added with a disdainful remark, "Looks like your back isn't too good either."
"Clap clap clap!" Luo Xiao clapped with a smile.
"You've worked hard." Miao Ling was a little scared by An Nannan's fierce determination. After shedding his strict fitness coach mode, he immediately stopped An Nannan, who was still gritting her teeth and trying to continue.
"Fitness is not something that can be achieved overnight. No matter how anxious you are, don't neglect your body during training."
Miao Ling wiped away a bead of sweat—he had even personally demonstrated how to not exert himself too much, just in case An Nannan was going all out.
"Excessive exercise not only offers no benefits, but may also damage your body."
"I understand." An Nannan's face was pale, and beads of sweat clung to her eyelashes. She was drenched in sweat, and even her breath seemed to be slick with sweat.
"Thank you, Coach Miao."
An Nannan tried hard to force a smile, but in the end, the corners of her mouth only managed a weak upward twitch.
After returning home, a message caught the attention of both Si Yisi and An Nannan.
The message was sent by An Nannan's closest friend in the dorm: "Nannan, be careful and protect yourself. I just found out today that your shameless ex-boyfriend secretly kept a lot of your photos!"
You could feel her anger even through a phone.
"It was his roommates who revealed this, saying they found scattered photos while sweeping the trash. He actually cut the photo of the two of you into half with scissors, leaving only your half, and there were many other photos that were obviously taken secretly!"
How could he be so disgusting!
Si Yisi knew that An Nannan hadn't told her best friend many things.
She worries too much and acts too restrictively, which will only make her situation more unbearable.
Pushing yourself too hard...
A taut string will snap.
An Nannan had never shed a tear despite all the hardships she had endured, but after receiving this text message from her best friend, she instantly... crumbled.
She knelt on the edge of the sofa, covered her face with a cushion, and burst into tears, as if all the pressure, blows, and pain she had suffered before had turned into tears.
Si Yisi stood there, listening to An Nannan's almost collapsing sobs, and silently made a shushing gesture.
Even though he knew that Luo Xiao couldn't actually hear An Nannan's cries, Si Yisi hoped that he could remain quiet at this moment.
An Nannan's tears fell onto the back of her hand, then slid down and dripped onto her phone.
Just then, several glistening teardrops, like gems or crystals, suddenly fell in front of Si Yisi.
Si Yisi caught a few drops, and Luo Xiao also curiously held them in his palm to look at them.
[Bitter Candy: A bitter treat created from the tears of Little Pumpkin, a lover; it allows you to feel all her grievances, resentment, and other negative emotions.]
[Not recommended – bitter candy isn't just a food you can barely eat when you're hungry; shouldn't the most important thing right now be to comfort her?]
Luo Xiao paused for a moment, then silently handed the small candy to Si Yisi, looking somewhat disappointed.
He began by saying, "My friend's assigned lover committed suicide in the real world, and my friend has not recovered yet."
After a while, Luo Xiao smiled slightly again: "So, Agua, you should comfort your lover."
"Although they may see us as an insignificant toy or a source of psychological comfort... we are watching her."
Si Yisi looked at the little paper figure that was a head shorter than herself and reached out her white paper hand to touch its head.
"I will."
Do many of the paper figures carry regrets? They are unable to enter the real world to help their "lovers"...
But Si Yisi can.
He wouldn't be corroded by the dense fog, so there's no question of him dying from forcing his way through.
So...would you like to give it a try? Si Yisi has unknowingly become more humane.
Si Yisi waited for An Nannan to cry herself to sleep. What she needed was an outlet, a way to express what she had been suppressing in her heart.
"I... hiccup, I'm so tired..."
"My ex-boyfriend is harassing me like crazy, but I have no one to rely on..."
An Nannan kept repeating the same sentence, but as she spoke, her emotions became more and more intense, and at the same time, tears kept falling.
After venting her anger, An Nannan's hair was a mess, her forehead was rubbed against the pillow, leaving red marks, and her eyes were swollen and red.
She described herself as disheveled, but at that moment she genuinely felt a sense of relief.
But some grievances lingered in An Nannan's heart, making her feel somewhat suffocated.
Si Yisi waited for her to pull over a napkin to wipe away her tears. Her sobs grew quieter and quieter. After picking up her phone, she spoke briefly.
"Don't push yourself too hard, you've already done a great job."
“Sometimes you can try to rely on others instead of bearing everything alone. You want to keep it from your loved ones so they won't worry, but if they find out about this, if they know you've been suffering all this time, what will you, who loves them, do?”
"You need someone to rely on, and I can be that person for you."
"You can tell me all your grievances, Nan Nan."
Si Yisi said this.
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