Bai Weiwei got in the car . They left town, heading towards L city .
The whole way, she listened to the system .
The sound of the favorability dropping .
【Ding . The male lead’s favorability is at 65 . 】
System: “He’s angry . He’s killing zombies, ah . ”
【Ding . The male lead’s favorability is at 50 . 】
System: “Oh my god, he’s fighting the helicopter with his bare hands…he blew up the helicopter . ”
【Ding . The male lead’s favorability is at 45 . 】
System: “You should wear a few more dresses, brush up on affection points . Look, this inflated favorability, it’s falling back down . ”
【Ding . The male lead’s favorability is at 40 . 】
The system covered its heart . “There’s no sincerity between people, is this favorability plastic? How can it melt away from anger like this . ”
【Ding . The male lead’s favorability is at 35 . 】
The system plugged its ears . It didn’t want to hear this automatic reminder . Its face was frozen . “The man came home and started tearing up the dresses . People grow up eventually . Can you fall in love playing with these little girls all day?”
【Ding . The male lead’s favorability is at 40 . 】
The system pulled out its earplugs . What did it just hear?
【Ding . The male lead’s favorability is at 45 . 】
“He’s trying to sew back the torn dress . He seems to be in pain . ”
【…favorability is at 55 . 】
“He went to the amusement park and sat on the ferris wheel . ”
【…favorability is at 60 . 】
The system wiped away a bitter tear . “Good abuse, he clearly has no tears, but he’s huddled up crying . ”
Bai Weiwei’s face was expressionless . When the tank arrived in L city, she popped out her earplugs .
“What did you say?”
System: “…”
Bai Weiwei: “Is the favorability much lower?”
It had said so much, but the host didn’t hear a word .
The system was exhausted . “No, it’s 60 . But why are you letting him jump to the wrong conclusion?”
Bai Weiwei thought about it, seeming to organize her thoughts .
“Because if I don’t let Song Yunhuan face his inner flaws, he won’t ever be at 100 . ”
After all these missions, Bai Weiwei was pretty confident about the pattern .
100 meant you really loved someone .
And she knew very well that just before 100 was the peak of like .
So she had to cross over like and reach love .
It was impossible to rely on a clever, mild approach .
Like Song Yunhuan . Even if she accompanied him for 100 years, he would only ever be at 99, not 100 .
He probably wasn’t even aware of how much he ran away, how insecure he was .
Such a person couldn’t even love himself .
Let alone love her .
Bai Weiwei kneaded her temples, trying to sort out her strategy .
“So I have to let him find out that there’s someone in this world who loves him so much that he could do whatever he wanted, and it wouldn’t change . They would still love him . Letting him misunderstand will also show him he makes mistakes . When the misunderstanding clears up, he will mature . ”
When she saw the room full of 2D dresses, she already figured out Song Yunhuan’s heart .
A man who was obsessed with 2D and didn’t want to return to reality . If he didn’t grow up, he would never know how to fall in love .
Pain and regret would certainly help a person grow up overnight .