[Ordinary Man Quick Wear] There's something wrong with you, Son of Luck

The living room is cozy, with warm yellow wallpaper, an upside-down Chinese character "Fu" pasted on the glass window, a whole painting of Guilin landscape on the wall, and a set of light yellow sofas below the painting. They are soft and very comfortable to sit on.

Qi Heng was pulled to the sofa by the old man, and it was not until his butt touched something real that the unreal feeling of happiness disappeared...

This is the original owner's emotion, the emotion of losing and regaining...

Qi Heng did not resist, allowing the bitterness and grievance to envelop his heart. He did not say anything but his eyes were already wet.

"What's wrong, Xiaoheng? Whoever bullied you, grandma will help you teach him a lesson!"

The old man waved the spatula, as if he was ready to eliminate the bad guys for Qi Heng.

This is how the two descendants get along on a daily basis.

Therefore, the original owner was very dependent on his grandmother before meeting Song Yuyue.

Qi Heng pounded his heart, and when the sourness subsided, he pretended nothing happened and spoke.

"Grandma, I've had a lot of fun today. I'm in a good mood. I was just too excited just now. Don't worry."

After saying this, he took out the camera and checked it in front of the old man without any concealment.

The original owner never avoided mentioning his grandmother when doing things, not to mention the photo of Song Yuyue that covered half of the bedroom wall.

The old man once tried to stop it and let the original owner "reform", but it had little effect. The original owner seemed to be under a spell, and if he didn't go to the gate of the Saint Philosophy College to take pictures at home for a day, he would be listless and have no energy to do anything.

He ate only a few bites at a time and lost a lot of weight in just three days. The old man was so scared that he immediately stopped restraining the original owner.

The original owner's grandmother was named Wang Xiufen. When she was young, she taught at a public university, which happened to be right next to the Saint Philosophy College.

When asked about the building and name at the school gate in the photo, Wang Xiufen was hesitant to talk.

Today's children give her a different feeling.

Perhaps it was that little difference that gave Wang Xiufen the courage to speak up.

"Xiao Heng, the child in the photo...just give up.

Xiaoheng, you have your own life and can’t always revolve around him. Grandma will give you money and travel around the world with you, okay?

Go outside and take a look, there might be something new that will attract you.”

No one knows how much courage Wang Xiufen mustered to say this euphemism.

Wang Xiufen once went to the gate of Saint Philosophy College to inquire about the boy in the photo, and even used her connections from her youth.

It was not until she found out how powerful the family background of the child named Song Yuyue was that Wang Xiufen, who had been holding out a glimmer of hope for her grandson, finally realized the reality.

A child born in Rome would only look for a lover who has the same family background and education as him.

Xiaoheng...to be realistic, it's impossible.

There is no wall that is impenetrable. If Xiaoheng continues taking pictures, he will be discovered sooner or later.

She wanted to stop it, but was afraid that Qi Heng would not be able to accept it and run away from home. She was even more afraid that Qi Heng would make a decision that he would regret for the rest of his life.

But this child seemed much stronger than she thought.

Qi Heng was stunned for only a moment, then he looked up at Wang Xiufen with a smile.

“I…want to try again.

Don't worry, grandma, I won't... do anything stupid."

Always comfort the elderly when necessary and don't let them worry too much.

And...when I have time, I have to take grandma to a big hospital for a physical check-up, Qi Heng thought with his eyes lowered.

He pretended to be obsessed with the young man in the camera, but in fact his mind was elsewhere.

There are still two years and three months before the original owner's death.

At least within these two years, Qi Heng wants the old man to live happily.

"What do you want to eat today, Xiaoheng? Grandma will make it for you!"

Wang Xiufen smiled, rolled up her sleeves and asked in a loud voice.

"Braised spareribs, cola chicken wings."

They were all the original owner's favorite, but ever since she fell in love with Song Yuyue, she no longer had an appetite to eat them.

Behind the scenes of the plot, Qi Heng will not treat himself badly like the original owner.

"What a nostalgic dish name. Grandma will go downstairs to buy some vegetables and cook it for you in a while!"

Qi Heng wanted to stop the old man from going downstairs. Although there was an elevator, he still felt it was inappropriate. Wasn't buying groceries something that a grown man like him should do?

He raised his butt halfway when he suddenly remembered the original character and sat back down.

I have to change slowly in front of my grandma...

The problem cannot be found.

After dinner, Wang Xiufen was happier than ever before.

The old man wanted to drink to celebrate, but Qi Heng stopped him.

Qi Heng didn't return to the living room until the old man went back to his room and fell asleep.

He took out the tablet computer and checked the campus network of the College of Saint Philosophy as the original owner had done.

On the campus network, you can see a lot of posts and photos praising Song Yuyue and his good friends.

I just watched it as a routine to fulfill my character setting, and then turned off the computer.

But when he opened the campus network and saw the registration website that popped up, Qi Heng regretted it.

Asshole! He should have pretended to forget!

Boom! Saint Philosophy College is recruiting off-campus volunteers for its annual sports meet!

Time: August 2023-8, 12

At the end of the event, you will be given a set of Saint Philosophy College commemorative badges, sportswear and sweatpants...

Qi Heng couldn't read what was written next.

He just tried to recall whether the original owner had signed up as a volunteer.

If it were the original owner, he would definitely sign up, but why was it not mentioned in the original owner's memory?

Maybe... I signed up, but didn’t get in?

The original owner dreamed of getting into the Saint Philosophy Academy, but unfortunately he failed every time because the security of this academy, which is similar to that of an aristocratic academy, was too strict.

Now a great opportunity is in front of them. If Qi Heng doesn't click it, he can't imagine how ooc his character will become.

Thinking of this, Qi Heng gritted his teeth and clicked to sign up.

He thought that with his bad luck, he would definitely fail in the registration!

The college announced only 200 volunteer vacancies, but the number of people who signed up from outside the school reached several thousand or even tens of thousands!

Qi Heng doesn't think he has that kind of luck...

Ding~ Congratulations to the user: Qiqi is a pervert for successfully registering.

Please sign in at school on the afternoon of August 8th and get your volunteer badge.

Qi Heng "..."

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

Live broadcast room—

Anonymous 8888 user: It turns out that sometimes I am lucky.

Anonymous user: Look at the date in the lower right corner. Today is August 8st. In nine days, Uncle Qi will go to be a volunteer.

For the sake of character setting, uncle worked hard~

During this period, Qi Heng coaxed and persuaded Wang Xiufen and took her to a big hospital for a physical examination.

The data results show that... apart from the common physical problems of the elderly, there are no hidden diseases that are fatal.

"Grandma, I'm in good health. As long as you stay well and don't cause any trouble, I can live another ten years!"

The old man made several friends of the same age in the hospital. His face was rosy and he walked with a breeze.

As long as... the original owner is fine? I'm going to disappoint the old man, Qi Heng thought.

He really didn't want his grandmother to go with the original owner because of his death.

If it is a disease hidden in the body, it can be cured by spending money.

But if it’s not an illness, then it would be difficult, Qi Heng thought.

I went to the Holy Philosophy College to check in as usual every day, and squatted in the corner to secretly take a few photos of Song Yuyue.

When I got home, I printed it out in color and pasted it on the wall of my bedroom.

Looking at the densely packed photos of the same man.

There is not a single shot that looks directly into the camera, which indicates that these are all candid shots.

In the cabinet at the end of the bed, various items were neatly stacked: empty cans, used paper bags, a few pairs of dirty pants thrown into the trash can, and only one pure white sock.

Qi Heng didn't want to look at it any longer. He hastily taped the newly taken photo to a blank corner and hurried out of the house.

He couldn't sleep in this room, so he moved to the guest bedroom next door.

Anyone who opens their eyes in the middle of the night and sees faces all over the wall can't sleep, right? They are directly scared to death.