The nth time I met my puppet

"Are you relieved now?"

Wan Nan didn't beat around the bush and asked San Bing directly. She just couldn't understand why San Bing was so wary of that doctor? If he was so wary, why did he look for him?

"Well... I'm glad you're okay."

After that, the two fell into silence again. Sanbing didn't know what to say, while Wannan was thinking about how to improve his favorability. After all, time was running out, and his favorability was still at 45%.

Wan Nan has never liked anyone or pursued anyone. Chunchun has been single since birth. It is really difficult for her to pursue someone and say sweet words to him.

After thinking for a moment, she decided to go for the big one.

Anyway, his favorability has already reached 45%, so I might as well take advantage of this to confess my feelings directly and see if he agrees.

007 overheard it in Wan Nan's mind and was completely shocked!

The host has finally gotten the hang of it! While the favorability isn't particularly high, 45 isn't bad either. Furthermore, the target is clearly very interested in the host, so now's the perfect time to strike while the iron is hot!

It will definitely succeed!

……

Confession...

What should she prepare? Flowers would be essential. It seemed like there were two beautiful flowers in the yard next door. She could secretly pick one, so it should be no problem.

It should be fine, they are all scattered soldiers anyway√

Since it's his, there's no need to worry about it. Just pick one and express your love to him.

Then I have to think about the lines to confess my love...

Fuck, isn't this just embarrassing for her?

Although she has never eaten pork, she has seen pigs run. But she really can't understand how those people can write such long essays to express their love?

Others can write a long essay of hundreds or even thousands of words on a love confession envelope. Is this an essay or a love confession?

She felt that if she were to confess her feelings, she would only say "I like you".

Wan Nan fell into a long silence. She really didn't know how to write this confession and couldn't think of anything, but she didn't want to waste time. This time time was tight and she suffered the bonus of having her identity exposed. There would be no such opportunity again in the future.

I just thought of a few lines, probably copied directly from an old TV series?

Whatever! Just confess! No matter what, just do it!

……

Wan Nan took advantage of the time when Sanbing was busy with other things to get everything ready.

When the soldiers came back after finishing their work, they were shocked by the sudden and inexplicable arrangement.

?

Why are you so nervous? What are you going to do next?

Wan Nan suddenly took out flowers and handed them to San Bing. Her movements and expressions were very stiff. She had never expressed her feelings, so what expression should she have now?

Never mind, it should be okay to smile anyway. Wan Nan thought so and forced out an extremely strong smile, like a formula, but he paused as soon as he opened his mouth.

Wan Nan felt a little embarrassed for a moment, she seemed to have... forgotten the lyrics.

I can only temporarily change the lines to something shorter. I saw a TV series before...

"There's...there's something I've been holding in my heart for a long time. Xiaomei, I like you!"

Oh shit! I forgot to change my name when I was borrowing lines! ! ! !

Done! ! !

Wan Nan awkwardly raised her eyes to peek at San Bing's expression. As expected, San Bing's face darkened and he was visibly angry.

"What the hell are you doing? What are you talking about?"

The air pressure around Sanbing was frighteningly low. Wan Nan stuttered and couldn't find any words to make amends. His first confession had caused such a big mess, there was really no hope at all.

"Uh...it was an accident! I was so nervous! So I mispronounced the word...Can you believe it?"

Wan Nan was extremely embarrassed. She must have had a brain attack and forgot to change her name when she was replacing the lines. This was just as stupid as copying and pasting someone else's book but forgetting to change the protagonist's name.

007 was also stunned. He had thought of countless scenarios and also thought about the possibility of a car accident.

But he hadn't expected to be so screwed up here! Who else had forgotten to change their name when copying lines for a confession? He had never seen anything so outrageous.

For a moment, he became even more resentful towards the doctor. If he could speak, he would definitely prepare the confession lines for Wan Nan in advance. Even if Wan Nan forgot, he could repeat it again.

I will never let this happen!

But unfortunately, his voice has been taken away from him now, and he can only be a silent bystander and a mute.

"..."

Sanbing was unusually silent. He understood what Wannan wanted to express, but it was not right.

He clearly couldn't see any love in her eyes.

It was a stiff and bewildered performance from beginning to end.

She doesn't love him.

He saw this cruel reality in Wan Nan's eyes.

But if she didn't love him, why would she orchestrate such a show? What was the point of doing this? What did she want from him?

He couldn't understand why it turned out like this?

He had clearly seen that genuine and passionate love in her eyes, but now there was not a trace of it left. Was she blaming him? Or why?

He only felt sadness.

But, facing Wan Nan's confession, he should... be happy, right?

"What did you originally want to say?"

However, even though he knew it was all a play and didn't contain any sincerity, he still wanted to hear those words from her mouth, but he also knew it was just a play.

Like a sober sinking.

Wan Nan was stunned for a moment. She was still trying to find her lines to finish, but was San Bing asking her to repeat them? Was he trying to give her another chance?

"Ah?? Oh! I was going to say, I like you."

It was a sentence devoid of emotion and feeling. He should have been happy to hear it, but it was a sentence devoid of emotion and technical content.

But it made him feel a pain that was like a piercing heart.

He has no heart, so why does he feel pain?

"Say it again..."

As if torturing himself, he still wanted to hear it again, praying that there would be a little emotion in these words, instead of such a cold feeling, even if it was just a little bit of sincerity.

Even if it's just a little bit...

"I like you."

Wan Nan repeated the sentence again, feeling somewhat speechless. This line was so awkward. Because of the awkwardness, her words became more and more awkward with each repetition.

No, still no.

He still couldn't feel any warmth from these words. It was still such a stiff performance after all. He turned his head away stubbornly, hiding the sadness on his face.

"enough…"

There seemed to be a hint of bitterness in the voices of the scattered soldiers, and they were silent for a long time.

"Don't embarrass yourself here with such a poor performance."

He left without even looking back, and he couldn't explain what emotions he was feeling.

Aggrieved? Sad? How could that be? Just angry.

(Hehehe, asking for rewards as usual. Well, although I'm sorry, I have been a little abstract recently, please bear with me.)