What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

"Song He, it's okay, we will always be by your side." Wu Sunyang didn't know how to comfort people, so he scratched his head and blurted out these words.

Several people were already on their way to leave. The road was bumpy and the carriage was shaking and vibrating. When going downhill, Lu Yan lost his seat and almost fell forward.

Song He grabbed his arm and pulled it back.

He looked into his eyes, which were a pair of clear and deep eyes, like a naturally flowing spring, revealing a faint sadness, as if the sorrow deep in his heart was continuously flowing out of his eyes, gathering into a clear spring, making Lu Yan forget to tell him that he could let go for a moment.

But Song He consciously let go of her hand, with a faint smile on his lips. "You will get married, everyone will have a family, so why talk about forever?"

Wu Sunyang didn't notice the strange atmosphere between the two of them, and continued to speak nonchalantly, "Why not? Now that I'm married, you're going to break up with me and stop drinking with me?"

"If you come to my house and eat for free, I won't be able to kick you out."

Song He stared at Lu Yan with his dark eyes, which were filled with deep emotions. Lu Yan patted his shoulder. When he smiled, his eyes were curved, but the upturned corners of his eyes always curled up like a little tail.

"I'm the same as Uncle Wu."

Song He looked at him silently, his eyes showing both light and darkness. Finally, he sneered, "You should know what I want to ask you."

Lu Yan met his eyes, and his shadow was reflected in those brown eyes as pure as glass. "What's the difference between me and Uncle Wu?"

His eyes are as bright as a clear stream, and when he looks around, they are like flowing stars.

Song He was defeated. He rubbed Lu Yan's head, lowered his head and sneered, "You know exactly what I want to ask."

Wu Sunyang didn't understand what they were talking about, and his face was wrinkled like a bun.

"What do you want to ask?"

"Didn't Ah Yan tell me his answer?"

Song He glared at him coldly, "The adults are talking, the old man should shut up."

How could he bear this? Wu Sunyang stood up and said, "Ouch!" He hit his head. He covered his head with one hand and was about to curse when Lu Yan said something slowly.

"Uncle Wu is right, Brother Song He."

"I already told you the answer."

At this time, 07786 was eating melon seeds and clapping his hands in the system space.

Lu Yan could feel the sound of joy, "07786, are you crazy?"

07786 folded his paws and smiled a typical smile. [No, An An, I was just watching a cool TV series and I accidentally laughed my ass off.]

"Your data fluctuations are connected to me. What a cool drama."

[Oops, your hosts can’t see what our system produces.]

Lu Yan thought of a picture: a series of light-like balls. After kicking away the balls one by one, he finally reached the top and was surrounded by people.

"Oh... I see."

07786 looked at his meaningful expression, and was confused. "What do you understand?"

Lu Yan raised an eyebrow, mimicking its tone, and smiled playfully, "Your system cannot bear to see the host's own thoughts."

07786 didn't react. This nonsense frightened him so much that even the hair on his face froze and he stuttered. [What? The host produced it himself? Hahaha, we're all family, so we shouldn't have different opinions, right?]

Looking at 07786's reaction, Lu Yan's gaze was intriguing.

07786 also reacted later. "Wait, thoughts?" The furry dog ​​head shook frantically. "Don't blame me, I'm not some perverted system that would try to figure out what the host is thinking."

Lu Yan sat in his seat with his arms folded, supporting his face with a smile, "Then watching the host's live broadcast is not abnormal, little system?" Originally, he was really wondering how the system could produce such an advanced TV series on its own, and he made it out with a casual remark.

07786 paused, and its four legs kept moving slowly backwards. Hehehe, sometimes, it’s not a good thing for the host to be too smart.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, Lu Yan just crossed his legs, tilted his head slightly, and looked at 07786 who was retreating nonchalantly.

He waved to it, "Come here, don't run."

The frustrated 07786 walked towards the seated Lu Yan with his fur drooping.

It snuggled in his palm and acted cute. Lu Yan stroked its fur and his mood visibly improved.

"Alright, I don't blame you. I knew before the second world that this was your system's inherent right. This is also to ensure the safety of our host and the progress of the mission."

07786 pretended to wipe the corners of his eyes with the back of his front paw, "Woo woo woo, An An, it's great that you think this way, woo woo. Xiaoliu really isn't a perverted system, woo woo."

Lu Yan laughed heartily, "07786 you really are..."

"so cute."