Song Jianshu was a very famous male zerg. Just posting a video on the Internet would attract hundreds of millions of views. Ling often appeared next to Song Jianshu, and it was only a matter of time before he’d be recognized.
But Ling hadn’t expected it to be so soon.
To be precise, Ling couldn’t be considered as Song Jianshu’s female. Song Jianshu had never made a contract with him, nor had he notarized anything of the sort. At most, Ling could only be regarded as….
A female who once admired Song Jianshu.
But so what?
In today’s male-to-female ratio of 100 to 1, as long as a male wanted one, there were naturally many clean, inexperienced, blank slates among the females, a lot of which even came with a rich net worth.
Ling didn’t intend to defend himself.
His character had been criticized by a close subordinate. The other party had rolled his eyes, and said, “Do you think you’re the female protagonist of some soap opera? Boss, it’s not popular to dedicate so much of yourself to someone in silence anymore. No matter how much you give to him, what benefits would it bring you? The matter would only annoy the audience!”
Ling’s response was to smack the other’s head with a pile of documents: “Go and throw this away. ”
The adult female was dumbfounded: “I’m not a cleaner!!”
Ling glanced at him slowly: “Then am I? ”
His friend retorted quietly: “You are the head of the cleaners.”
His character was not that of silent dedication, it was just that Ling's experience told him that what others wanted most of the time wasn’t the truth. And more often, others thought they knew the truth better than he, himself, did—
Explanations tend to come with more fierce attacks.
The female observed at the silent Ling’sside profile, and while stamping the documents, he muttered: “Anyway, at least say something.”
Ling held his chin with one hand: “And how do you know that I didn't?”
“…Hmm? ”
At that moment, Ling was not sure if his expression had leaked anything, but his friend looked at him with a surprised expression.
He began to think of many things.
In a dark and gloomy dungeon, an angry Klein zerg pulled on an officer’s uniform: “I didn’t kill that male!!”
Under a cold and dazzling operating lamp, a dazed Klein zerg laid on the autopsy table, murmuring, “I’m not sick…”
During a solemn court trial, an expressionless adult Klein zerg spoke, each word deliberate: “I did not defect.”
It didn’t really matter what the truth was, did it?
They had simply wanted to capture a precious Klein zerg.
Over the years, Ling had already lost the will to argue.
Lu Mo grabbed his collar, and Ling slowly turned his head.
This male was tyrannical, domineering, and unreasonable. He was arrogant, despite being weak in strength. He was a low-grade male that could be found everywhere.
But at that moment, Ling very much wished that he had been the one to meet him first.
It was a pity that such a wish could never be realized.
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The female’s eyes were blank. They, which were originally as beautiful as pigeon blood gems, gazed unseeing and were missing their shine. At first glance, he seemed to be blind.
He looked around him blankly, but did not find anything strong enough to hold him up.
He stood up in silence, brushed past Lu Mo, and walked straight to the door.
“Where are you going?!”
The female’s voice was hoarse: “Going to find… Song Jianshu. ”
“No!”
Lu Mo’s white face flushed with anger as he grabbed Ling’s hand and yanked it hard.
The tall female was pulled by the male so much that he actually stumbled and lost his balance, and was about to fall at a crooked angle.
His red eyes went wide.His left hand flailed helplessly in the air, but didn’t catch on to anything solid, directly pressing against Lu Mo. The two of them unceremoniously fell to the floor.
Lu Mo: “……”
In the nick of time, Ling adjusted his center of gravity while in the air, swapped places with Lu Mo, and became a cushion for Lu Mo.
The corner of Lu Mo’s mouth twitched: he had seemed to hear the back of the female’s head knocking against the floor.
It was a loud sound, and it made the back of Lu Mo’s own head ache faintly.
Hiss……
But as the saying goes, kill people while they’re sick!
Lu Mo propped himself up with his hands, raised his head slightly and gave Ling an innocent yet cruel smile, “Song Jianshu is very popular with females, right?”
“Not at all like a male zerg like me,” his fingers brushed against Ling’s temple, hooking a strand of silver hair around his fingers, “I have a very low genetic grade; I only tested as D-grade.”
“It’s a waste of a male zerg.”
He tilted his head, his curly brown hair shook, and Ling’s gaze couldn’t help but follow the movement.
“I know that you’re a very high-grade female, A-Grade…? No, you should be an S-Grade. Only a male like Song Jianshu is truly worthy of you.
“But I’m inclined to touch.”
From such a close distance, Lu Mo actually failed to find any flaws on Ling’s face.
An overbearing sense of guilt surged in his heart, and while feeling terrible about himself, he prattled: “Let me guess how far you guys have gone…
“Talks about marriage?
“Registered?
“Or…has the contract been made in secret?”
Ling lowered his eyes and said nothing.
“Wow…” Lu Mo buried his face in the female’s neck and whispered the most sinful sentence he would ever say in his life.
“A person’s wife.
“I like other’s wives the most. ”
At that moment, Lu Mo felt like something in his heart had exploded with a bang, turned into ash, and then flew away with the wind.
System: [It was your moral integrity, host.]
Lu Mo revealed a very holy smile.
He pressed himself against Ling’s chest. The other party trembled, and though it was only slightly, they were so close that Lu Mo felt it clearly.
He raised his head, about to cross a line that would surely lead to an important chapter of his life. Only, he felt that his whole body was dizzy as he stared hard at the female’s face. He voiced, “When we make the contract, don’t ever think that Song Jianshu will look at you again.
“You are destined to be only worthy of a trash male like me. ”
The male viciously threw down his proclamation, then left without looking back.
Ling laid on the ground for a long time.
His cold and numb hands and feet regained feeling bit by bit as the blood reflux in his veins was corrected, bringing tingling stings.
Without the experience of having wandered at the lowest of bottoms, one would never truly know what a vicious utterance was.
That male zerg, who hadn’t even undergone metamorphosis yet, had sat fiercely on his chest, speaking in a most imposing manner. Like that of a cat with bare fangs and brandished claws.
He didn’t think that that much was enough, did he?
……It was still too light..
Ling narrowed his eyes and gazed at the patched marks on the ceiling, suddenly feeling that it didn’t actually seem to be so abrupt anymore.
The eyes that the male looked at him with were bright and clean. They were completely different from the many eyes Ling had seen before.
He had seen all sorts of eyes: blue, green, pink, yellow… and they were all filled with malice.
Then he saw a pair of black eyes, full of warmth and kindness, compassion and hope. Being so young, he fell head over heels in love with them, not knowing that disguised malice was even more horrible than outright malice.
But those eyes were just the opposite.
They seemed to be full of malice and viciousness, but were simply as vain as it could get. It would take only one finger’s flick to see what was hidden deep inside— Ling didn’t know exactly what it was, but it must have been something very warm.
He slowly raised his arm, covering his eyes as his lips pursed tight and taut.
His ears, however, grew red.
What was going on…
Lu Mo closed the door behind him and walked towards his room.
At first, he tried to maintain a leisurely, swaggering pace, but he accelerated his steps unknowingly until he was almost in a run straight back to his room.
It was as if a mad dog was chasing after him, biting at his heels.
Ahhhh
Ah ah ah ah
Help.
He wrapped himself tightly with a quilt and kowtowed to the gods and buddhas in the sky.
“I am guilty.
“I am a scumbag.
“I should be arrested. Uncle policeman I turn myself in, I have destroyed the harmony and stability of society.”
[……]
The system couldn’t watch anymore, and comforted him: [In fact, there is good news and better news.]
Lu Mo murmured: “Speak quickly”
System: [Your scum value has increased.]
Lu Mo’s spirit was lifted: “Then, what about the better news?”
System: [It only increased a little.]
Lu Mo: “……”
Lu Mo couldn’t even cry. In a deep voice not dissimilar to a dead man, he said: “If that was good news, it would be great news if I was to get run over by a truck right now.”
[Think about the bright side.] The system tried to rationalize: [This means that you didn’t actually hurt the female. The target’s frame of mind is also considered in the scoring.]
Lu Mo said cautiously: “It could also be possible that… I hurt him so much he became numb.”
System: [……]
Lu Mo: “Okay, no need to say anything, then!!”
The worst thing Lu Mo had ever done was stand up his friend to fight fiercely in the Internet Cafe the whole afternoon, while his friend foolishly waited for him.
Even after ten years, that incident would often make a sudden appearance in his mind at midnight, causing him to hold his head against the wall and leave him sleepless all night.
And now there was another.
He collapsed on the bed and whispered, “I’m resting. ”
System: [Sweet dreams.]
Tuedds out, Lu Mo wasn’t even worthy of good dreams.
He was chased by a dog all night in his dream. He had never seen such a big dog. It chased him as he cried and called out for his parents. And when he woke up, he felt that he was missing sections of flesh all over his body.
He rolled out of bed and got dressed breathlessly.
The system couldn’t bear to see: [Why don’t we take another day off today?]
“No.”
Lu Mo looked fearless after breaking the jar: “I’m not afraid at all”
Afterwards, without knocking at all, he rudely opened the door to Ling’s room.