Quick transmigration, she doesn't love anyone!

Yao Xiaoxiao finished writing the interview transcript in the evening.

Her gaze swept to her wrist, where the words 'Male protagonist's emotional distress level +5, current emotional distress level 15' flashed by.

She discovered in the last world that as long as the emotional distress level reached 10, she could get real-time data from her wrist.

Only she could see this line of text; no one else could.

She didn't know what this thing was for, or what the person who gave her this ability wanted.

Just like she didn't know V09's true purpose in sending her to the novel's world to follow the plot.

But what is certain is that the interests of that mysterious person and V09 are not aligned.

The details involved are beyond her current knowledge.

She had to figure out how to survive in the cracks while completing the tasks assigned to her by both sides.

As for what will happen in the future, who can say for sure?

Even ants might have a chance to threaten a large tree...

She pulled herself together and started packing. She was too weak right now; she should go and follow the storyline first.

......

After finishing her part-time job in the evening, Yu Yao ran all the way back to school. The shop assistant who was supposed to relieve her on the night shift had something come up, which made her leave work late. She didn't know if she would be able to make it to the dormitory curfew.

Just as I was catching my breath, I saw what seemed to be a familiar figure at the school gate.

"Xu Yan?" Yu Yao called out tentatively, and the man came back to his senses.

Under the dim streetlights, Xu Yan stood with one hand in his pocket, his black baseball cap completely obscuring his lifeless eyes.

It really is Xu Yan who disappeared for a week.

Yu Yao hesitated for a moment before Xu Yan walked over to her.

His menacing look startled Yu Yao, causing her to take a few steps back.

To her surprise, Xu Yan simply handed her a card.

Seeing that Yu Yao was stunned and didn't take it, Xu Yan grabbed her hand and stuffed the card into his palm.

“I didn’t touch the money in the card. The extra money was for the phone, rent, and the money from when your family sold the house.”

Xu Yan's voice was cold, not at all like someone in their prime.

But Yu Yao wasn't in the mood to pay attention to any of this. Xu Yan knew about the house sale, which meant he had returned to the old street.

Yu Yao's father died back then, leaving her an orphan, while Xu Yan was imprisoned at a young age.

Later, Xu Yan's parents caused Yu Yao a lot of trouble, demanding that she pay for their old age.

Xu Yan went in, not died, which Yu Yao found absurd.

She felt guilty towards Xu Yan, but not towards Xu's parents.

Back then, everyone in the neighborhood knew that Yu Yao and Xu Yan were probably the two most pitiful children in the old street.

The Yu family's single father is a gambler, an alcoholic, and abusive towards his children. The Xu family couple are no better; they favor their younger son and treat their older son, Xu Yan, like stepparents.

Unfortunately, these two children, who were not in good circumstances, grew up to be the academically gifted Yu Yao, praised by everyone, and the school bully Xu Yan, who was always fighting and causing trouble.

The two were often used as a comparison by neighbors when educating their own children, one a positive example and the other a negative one.

Yu Yao didn't like Xu's parents, but later those two scoundrels caused her a huge scene.

Forced into a corner, she had no choice but to sell her old house on the street, but at the same time she signed a contract with them that they would have to leave 50% of the money to Xu Yan.

It wasn't until two years ago that Yu Yao learned from the police officer at the visitation office that she was the only one who had visited Xu Yan in the past three years.

She stormed back to the old street, wanting to confront the parents about whether they had any heart, only to find that they had already moved away.

No one knows where they went.

From that moment on, Yu Yao knew that Xu Yan had been abandoned.

Like her, he no longer had a home.

But now Xu Yan says the money for the house has been returned, how can Yu Yao not be anxious?

Ignoring her fear of Xu Yan, she eagerly pressed for answers:

Where did the money come from?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yu Yao anxiously reached out and rolled up his sleeve, then looked at his face and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no wounds.

Realizing that she had just touched the fierce school bully Xu Yan and questioned him, Yu Yao quickly withdrew her hand in fear.

Xu Yan noticed a hint of sadness in her movements, but it paled in comparison to the trembling in her heart she had felt earlier.

Turning his head away to suppress the tears welling in his eyes, Xu Yan spoke lightly:

"Yu Yao, you're an idiot."

Yu Yao was stunned; she felt a little wronged after being scolded.

But this doesn't prevent her from focusing her attention.

"Where did the money come from?"

Xu Yan lowered his eyes, "I got it from them." "Them" naturally refers to Xu's father and mother, but they don't deserve to be called parents.

Yu Yao asked in confusion, "How did you get it?"

What else could I ask for? I held a knife to their throats and told them I didn't mind taking three more lives.

After all, he's a murderer; who wouldn't be afraid?

Xu Yan felt a sense of irony when he thought of the family of three begging for mercy.

He inwardly scoffed, but outwardly remained expressionless, saying lightly:

"I tried to reason with them and appeal to their emotions; after all, I am their own son."

A hint of surprise flashed across Yu Yao's face. Although that's what she said, she still had some doubts about the couple's character and was afraid that Xu Yan would be deceived. After a moment's hesitation, she advised him:

"Well...that's good too. I don't have a home anymore, but I hope you can be happy. But Xu Yan, if, I mean if, they dare to do anything to bully you again, you must not swallow your anger, okay?"

Of course, don't take action. Just stay away from them. Life is long. If we are destined to have shallow kinship, then let it go.

Also, please, please don't fight anymore. If anything happens and you need help, just come to me...

Seeing that the topic had gone astray again, Xu Yan interrupted him directly with a cold expression:

"Yu Yao, we're even from now on. Or rather, you never owed me anything. Be more careful in the future, and don't be a pushover. That's it, goodbye forever."

After saying that, he turned and left without giving her a chance to refute.

Yu Yao stood there, stunned. She glanced at the notification on her wrist that said, "Male lead's heartbreak value +10, currently 25." Suddenly, she remembered something important: the dormitory was about to close!

Xu Yan, who was hiding in the shadows around the corner, watched her rush into the school gate and let out a long sigh.

This time, it's truly goodbye forever.

Ironically, he was well aware of the gossip circulating in the neighborhood back then.

His reputation has always been bad, in contrast to Yu Yao.

Despite their equally difficult circumstances, she managed to turn this unfavorable situation into an exceptionally beautiful one.

Although they were classmates, they had never spoken to each other or interacted.

Yu Yao might be afraid of Xu Yan, a bad student with the status of a school bully, who should be kept at a distance by good students like her.

As for Xu Yan, looking back now, he did care about Yu Yao back then, otherwise he wouldn't have discovered the half-open door and the fact that Yu Yao was being beaten by her father so quickly.

Such a big bottle was smashed directly on his head.

He originally went in to stop it, but for some reason, perhaps in a moment of anger, he grabbed a fruit knife from the coffee table in the living room...

Xu Yan came to her senses.

Over the past five years, he has reflected more than once on what his focus and impulsiveness back then were for.