Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

Looking at the figure gradually going away, the boy stood up slowly, holding his waist, and slapped himself deeply on the face.

"I told you to be a bad mouth, now you feel alright... I guess I won't want to talk to you anymore in this lifetime."

[The host summarized it well, give you a thumbs up]

The voice of the dog system jumped out instantly. Although his voice was still as mechanical as always, he could still tell that he was playing tricks on himself. Although the boy was very unhappy, he knew that what he said was right. He could only hold his waist and walk behind the screen to wash and clean up.

After a while, when everything was packed up, the boy was still in the same position, rubbing his waist through his clothes, walking around the room, and occasionally going outside to check on her... Did they come back?

He did this dozens of times, going from inside the house to outside, and then from outside to inside, walking back and forth, as if he was afraid of missing something by accident.

[Host, aren't you dizzy? Even if you're not dizzy, is your waist... okay? ]

"Never mind, I have to apologize to the young lady first, that's the most important thing...other things are not important." As he spoke, he turned to the corridor and looked down from the railing.

[Host, if you had known this would happen, why did you do this in the first place? There is no medicine for regret.]

The boy glanced at the door, turned slightly, leaned his back slowly against the railing, sighed, and looked helplessly at his feet on the ground.

"I...I have always thought that I was too self-righteous. If I had known, I would not have said anything. It's okay if it falls off. Anyway, I am not someone who cares about appearance."

[Host, sometimes you will do things that you will regret when you are impulsive. Remember this lesson.]

"But... I'm afraid she won't pay attention to me anymore. She is... the first person who has been nice to me since I came to this world..."

The faint sadness and the stirring fingers fully reveal the boy's budding psychological state.

[Host, you are in trouble... You fell in love with a girl who doesn't come home... Ahem... She has someone she likes]

"What...what are you talking about? I...just treat her as my sister."

The boy's cheeks and neck blushed unconsciously, spreading upwards little by little.

[Host, do you know what you look like now?]

"What"

[A ripe apple or a plump and juicy tomato ready to burst at any time]

The boy touched his cheek, rubbed his feet on the ground in embarrassment, and replied in his mind:

"Then... do you think I have a chance?"

[Host, you are not yet old enough to suffer from Alzheimer's disease.]

"Hey~ I asked you a question and you cursed? Is this how you act, system?"

[Host, I said I have someone I like, can you please stop thinking about it?]

The boy pursed his lips, looked at his toes with disappointment, and continued to guess in disappointment.

"If she likes annoying people, then she shouldn't have that expression in the morning. And... I haven't seen her in contact with anyone else in the past few days. So who do you think she likes... Could it be me..."

【......】

"It is said that women in ancient times were reserved and would not speak out easily. Once they did, it was because they loved it very much. I..."

The boy was just halfway through his words when the voice in his head interrupted him helplessly.

[Host, we recommend that you make an appointment for a craniotomy to fill the hole in your brain and clear your hydrocephalus.]

"Hey, that's too much... Although reality is very bleak, people must always have dreams."

【……】

"Forget it, you don't understand, no one in this world understands me..." As he was saying this, he was getting ready to go back to the room, when he suddenly saw three figures appear downstairs.

The boy was ready to run over immediately, but his waist was still a little painful, so he had to hold on to the railing and move slowly over.

"Master, what should we do? Do we really want to move in?"

Gu Yanming walked in front of the two of them. Although he didn't say anything, his slightly furrowed brows showed that he was in a very bad mood.

"You're back!"

Seeing the three people walking up the last staircase, the young man grinned, holding his waist, ran up to the three people, and asked them happily:

Gu Yanming looked at him steadily, and when he saw him holding his waist with his hands, his face darkened. He was about to step forward when he heard a group of people with knives coming in from downstairs.

"Is Mr. Gu still in this store?"

"Yes, yes, I just saw Mr. Gu come back, sir, I'll..." Before he could finish his words, a cold voice came down from upstairs

"What? Lord Chongbo is so worried about me? He even sent a guard team to supervise me personally. I am really flattered."

The guard leading the group downstairs looked at the shopkeeper, a faint smile appeared on his face, and the hand holding the knife gently pushed the shopkeeper away, took a step forward, raised his head and looked at the people upstairs.

"Sir, my Lord Marquis has absolutely no such intention. He is just worried that you will be tired after the trip, and you also have to carry things, so he asked these humble servants to help you share the burden. I hope you will forgive me."

As he spoke, he moved his finger, and the people behind him walked upstairs one by one, while the person who was talking downstairs lowered his head with a strange smile on his face.

Gu Yanming stood upstairs and watched the guards line up on the stairs. Several servants divided the work according to the rooms they lived in and went in to help them clean up.

Qiuyu Qiuyu, who was standing by, saw someone wanted to help her pack her things, so she quickly picked up her skirt and ran towards her room, saying that she didn't need to pack her things.

"Hey...are we moving?"

He stretched out his hand, but the man still hurried past him. The boy felt depressed and looked around, asking the man in confusion:

Gu Yanming's eyes were as cold as frost, and his hand gently stroked the railing.

"One person died and one was injured in the Chongbohou family. Their second wife died, and the one injured was the Taoist priest he invited from the capital. I heard that he specialized in serving high-ranking officials and nobles..."

"That's not that great... Not as good as you."

The boy rubbed his waist and complained unconsciously.

"You think I'm awesome?" Hearing that, the man turned around, lowered his face, and looked straight into his eyes.

"Ah? Oh, I don't know if you are powerful or not, but I know that Sister Qiuyu and Sister Qiuyu are powerful, that's all..." She looked at him indifferently.

Gu Yanming looked at the boy with a slightly less indifferent look in his eyes. There seemed to be a complex emotion that was hard to see and grasp. He opened his lips slightly, raised his eyebrows, and flicked his fingers lightly.

"Such a sweet mouth..."

The boy covered his forehead, feeling confused. "Aren't I praising the ladies? You can praise me for being sweet? Did you take the wrong medicine?"

While the young man was still daydreaming, Qiuyu's voice and the voices of the servants rang out behind him.

"Ladies, you can give us the package, so you won't..."

"I..." Qiuyu's voice paused.

"It's okay. We never care about these things when we are away from home. Just ask the big brothers to help us take the rest of the things to the carriage. We can do these... ourselves." He smiled and pointed to the bags on his body and Qiuyu's body.

The young man was overjoyed when he heard this, thinking that he could finally... He turned around to face the people behind him, and just in time he saw the servants. They nodded, and reluctantly carried the other things downstairs.

"Sister Qiuyu...I"

Just as he was about to say this, the boy thought of her cold eyes in the morning. The words he had prepared were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say them for a long time.

It just so happened that Qiuyu didn't know whether she heard him or not, so she pulled Qiuyu straight past him and walked in front of the man, saying something.

Seeing that she ignored him like a stranger, the boy's heart sank instantly.

[Host, don't be discouraged. The system detects that Qiu Yu's favorability value has not decreased, but it has not increased either, so... keep up the good work.]

"Why should I keep trying? She doesn't even care about me. I'm just trying to please her..."

"What do you mean by cold butt? Or is it that your waist is cold?"

A voice reached his ears

"Ah?" The young man raised his head suddenly and found that Qiuyu, who had been at odds with him, was very close to him. He was so scared that he fell back.

The boy saw that he was losing his balance and was about to be thrown on his buttocks again when a strong hand grabbed him and brought him into his arms.

"Be careful, I'll apply the medicine for you when we get back." She put her arm around his waist, hugged him gently, and led him downstairs

Because he was suddenly suspended in the air, the boy was a little nervous for a moment and immediately hugged the man's neck, fearing that he would be unhappy and fall if he let go.

[Host, do you enjoy it? ]

The boy listened to the voice of the system in his head and didn't know how to respond for a moment, but it was really comfortable. His hands were big and warm when they were placed on his waist, like a natural therapy bag, but it felt so weird at the same time.

[Host, you don’t like it? ]

The boy put his chin on his shoulder and consciously replied to the one who was laughing at him.

"I like you, you big-headed ghost. I... I am a straight man straighter than a bamboo pole. It's okay for a sister to hug me, but what's the matter with a man hugging me? I... really... have never seen such a thing in my life."

The boy replied while looking at the person behind him, his body moving with the speed of walking. He still held a glimmer of hope, hoping that the person would continue to look at him with that gentle gaze for a little while...