Miler, who has a system for giving up

I glanced at the little cutie sleeping soundly on the lotus flower, and a gentle smile appeared on my lips.

I gently stroked the little cutie's soft fur, feeling its faint breathing and warm body temperature.

I carefully placed my hand on the little cutie, feeling its heartbeat and body temperature.

The little cutie seemed to sense my presence and stirred slightly, but didn't wake up.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down. I knew this little cutie needed rest, and I needed time to process this surprise.

I slowly closed my eyes, trying to calm my thoughts and gradually drift off to sleep.

The next morning, before I even opened my eyes, I felt something stroking my eyelashes.

I could hear a very soft murmur in my ear. The voice sounded so familiar, like my little cutie's voice.

I tried hard to open my heavy eyelids, but my body felt as if it were being pressed down by an invisible force, making it impossible to move.

Just then, that gentle touch brushed against my eyelashes again, accompanied by that familiar murmur: "Master..."

I finally opened my eyes with all my might, and the sight that came into view shocked me—my little darling was sitting quietly on a blooming lotus flower, while the lotus flower floated lightly above me.

Her face was beaming with a gentle smile, and her eyes revealed her concern and expectation for me.

"Little cutie? What's going on?" I asked in surprise.

The little cutie smiled slightly and said softly, "Master, last night when I was cultivating, I suddenly comprehended a new ability: I can condense my consciousness into a physical form and control the movement of objects through mental power. So this morning, I wanted to give you a surprise and wake you up in this way."

I couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, little cutie, you're amazing! But please don't do that again, it might scare people."

The little cutie winked mischievously and said, "Okay, Master, I know. I'll be more careful next time."

Looking at the little cutie's adorable appearance, I couldn't help but smile. This morning was made especially beautiful by the little cutie's little gesture.

I couldn't help but ask the little cutie again, "Now that you're like this, can anyone else see you besides me? You're so cute, I'm worried someone might want to steal you and take you home."

The little cutie blinked, then rested her chin on her chubby little hands, seemingly deep in thought about the question.

After a dozen seconds, she finally spoke and replied, "Master, according to the system's internal data, I've discovered that because my level is currently quite low, I can only appear in front of you for the time being. Only when I level up to the highest level will I have the power and ability to decide whether or not to let anyone other than you see me."

Hearing the little cutie's answer, I felt much more at ease, but I couldn't help asking curiously, "So, when I go to practice driving later, will you wait for me in the bedroom? Or will you follow me? Or go back to your system space?" The little cutie blinked, listened carefully to each option, and then showed an excited expression. She seemed very interested in my driving practice, but at the same time, she was worried that it might cause me trouble. After some thought, the little cutie finally found a perfect solution.

"Master, Little Cutie will go back to the system space first! But don't worry, wherever Master goes, the system will be there too, so when Little Cutie wakes up, she will be able to see Master practicing driving through the system!" Little Cutie smiled smugly, as if she had solved a big problem.

Just then, there was a knock at the door, and Little Cutie immediately became alert. She frowned and whispered to me, "Master, someone's here. I need to go back to sleep quickly."

After saying that, the little cutie quickly disappeared into thin air and returned to the system space.

Looking at the empty room, a sense of reluctance welled up in my heart.

Before I could even say goodbye, there was a knock on the door, knock knock knock, but I was quickly pulled back to reality by the knocking.

After the knocking, Han Heng's voice came from outside the door. "Lele, are you alright? Breakfast is ready. Do you want to get up and eat? Are you feeling unwell? Should I bring your food up? I'll ask the driving school for you to take a day off. You should rest well."

While Han Heng was talking, I quickly went to the bathroom, washed myself, and changed my clothes and shoes to my desired style.

Han Heng seemed to have been waiting for a response from me, and was about to ask for leave for me when I heard the sound of his phone being pressed. Only then did I finish everything and walk to the door, opening it.

The first thing Han Heng did when he saw me was to check if I was sick or injured. After seeing that I was alright, he pulled me into his arms and murmured, "Thank goodness you're okay. I thought watching the movie last night had made you sick."

I gently patted his back and comforted him, "I'm fine, don't worry. I just went to the washroom and closed the door, but I left the tap running, so I didn't hear anything. I think I heard a noise outside the door after I turned off the tap, which is why I came out late."

Han Heng released me and looked at me carefully. "Okay then, but you must tell me if you feel any discomfort."

I smiled and nodded in agreement, then got up and followed him to the restaurant. At that moment, Yan Luo, Qin Yimeng, and Ye Dongjun had already begun their breakfast.

The table was laden with various delicacies: fragrant fried eggs, soft and delicious bread, and warm milk. Since everyone had gotten up a little later, they didn't chat and eat as usual, but instead quickly finished their breakfast.

Today, Han Heng was responsible for taking me to the driving school, while Yan Luo and Qin Yimeng were still escorted by Ye Dongjun. After I got into Han Heng's car, it started smoothly.

At this moment, Han Heng spoke up, "Actually, I also graduated from that driving school. I heard that the driving school used to belong to Ye Dongjun's family, but it seems that they lost a bet and then it was transferred to the Sikong family. However, Sikong Feng wasn't interested in the driving school, so he gave it to his cousin."

Along the way, I listened with great interest as Han Heng recounted the interesting stories he shared with his three brothers, Sikong Feng and Ye Dongjun, during their time at driving school.

Before we knew it, we had arrived at the driving school. Ye Dongjun's vehicle slowly pulled in just as we arrived.

Our group walked in a large group to the driving practice area, where the instructors had been waiting for a long time in the rest area.

When Han Heng appeared, the three coaches' eyes immediately focused on him, as if they had seen a rare treasure, their eyes gleaming with greed.

That burning gaze was like a pack of hungry wolves eyeing a plump lamb, sending a chill down one's spine.

Han Heng greeted the three of them one by one, and after a few simple pleasantries, he finally learned that my coach was Coach Wang.

Han Heng politely shook hands with Coach Wang. On his handsome face, his two sword-like eyebrows were slightly raised, like two sharp blades, making people dare not look directly at him.

Just then, Coach Wang's body seemed to tremble slightly, as if he had been struck by an invisible force.

"This is my girlfriend, Coach Wang. May I have the honor of sitting in the back row and appreciating your superb teaching skills?" Han Heng asked with a smile, his tone revealing an undeniable confidence.

However, his request seemed somewhat rude. After all, in driving schools, students are usually only allowed to sit in the driver's seat to learn, and unauthorized personnel are not allowed to get in the car and cause trouble, just like Ye Dongjun did not get in the car to accompany anyone.

Surprisingly, Coach Wang did not feel dissatisfied or angry about this somewhat unreasonable request. Instead, he showed an eager and eager expression.

He nodded quickly and agreed, "Of course! Let's get in the car now!" With that, he excitedly led us to a training vehicle, eager to begin this special teaching journey.

The other two coaches looked somewhat disappointed, but also a little surprised.

They seemed still immersed in what Han Heng had just said, and only after Yan Luo and Qin Yimeng asked them questions did they come back to their senses and focus on teaching.

On my end, the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Even the usually serious Coach Wang had become much gentler. Fortunately, I had already encountered all the possible problems during my driving practice yesterday and corrected them in time.

Therefore, there were basically no mistakes today. Coach Wang seemed very satisfied with my performance, even somewhat proud.

Time flies, and it was noon in the blink of an eye. At this moment, Coach Wang gently reminded her, "Miss Miler, it's time to have lunch and rest."

I noticed that Yan Luo and Qin Yimeng used to finish training earlier than me, but today they waited until I stopped before they stopped.

When we all got together, we were completely bewildered. When we arrived at the cafeteria, we saw the three coaches chatting about something. Just as we were about to go inside, Coach Zhang asked us, "How about we sit outside today? The private rooms are too crowded; the outside is more spacious. Shall we sit together?"

Everyone looked at each other, Han Heng nodded, and Ye Dongjun pulled Qin Yimeng to sit down at the largest table. Yan Luo pulled me to sit next to Qin Yimeng, and Han Heng sat to my left and took my hand under the table.

My ears and face instantly turned red. Ye Dongjun and Qin Yimeng were still chatting and laughing when Yan Luo was about to hit Ye Dongjun, but Qin Yimeng stopped Yan Luo's hand.

I also noticed that my face was flushed red, like a tempting red apple, making one want to take a bite.

"Sister Lele, are you hot? I'll have someone turn on the air conditioner for you," Qin Yimeng said kindly. Yan Luo then turned around and saw my expression, understood, and got up to pull Qin Yimeng to turn on the air conditioner.

I lowered my head shyly, trying to hide my embarrassment. Han Heng gently squeezed my hand, as if to comfort me.

Ye Dongjun watched as Qin Yimeng was pulled away by Yan Luo, and continued talking to Coach Wang next to him, while Yan Luo took Qin Yimeng to help turn on the air conditioner.

The whole scene was very warm and harmonious, but my heart was filled with nervousness and shyness.

Just then, the waiters began serving the dishes, one delicious dish after another appearing on the table, their aroma filling the air. Yan Luo and Qin Yimeng also returned, and seeing that my face didn't seem as red as before, everyone began to enjoy the food, and the atmosphere gradually became relaxed and pleasant.

Although I was still a little nervous, I tried my best to relax and enjoy the moment. After all, it's always so much fun being with friends.

During the meal, everyone was still immersed in the joy of the previous session, exchanging their experiences and feelings. Just then, one of the coaches couldn't help but ask, "Han Heng, have you participated in racing competitions before?"

Han Heng smiled slightly, nodded, and said, "Yes, I participated in some racing competitions a long time ago."

This immediately piqued our interest, and Yan Luo and Qin Yimeng eagerly asked, "Really? What place did Big Brother get?" "Did Brother Heng get first place?"

Han Heng calmly replied, "I'm number one."

We were all stunned by the answer, and then burst into a gasp of amazement.

"Wow, it really is you! We all thought we had mistaken you for someone else when you came in!" another coach said excitedly.

Han Heng smiled modestly: "Actually, there's nothing special about it, I was just lucky."

However, Coach Wang's next sentence shocked everyone once again.

"Moreover, no one has been able to break Han Heng's record to this day."

These words were like a bombshell, causing an uproar at the dinner table. Everyone looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"So amazing... no wonder those three coaches were so excited," I muttered to myself.

At this moment, everyone finally understood why the three coaches were so excited when they saw Han Heng, even to the point of being incoherent with excitement.

It turned out that they were facing not just an outstanding student, but a legendary figure who had once achieved brilliant results on the field. At that moment, they felt as if they were in a dreamlike scene, where their idol had suddenly appeared before them, shook hands, talked, and was about to have a meal together. The feeling was truly indescribable.

Moreover, Coach Wang, who is usually serious, was unusually gentle today, probably because of Han Heng's arrival.

After a pleasant lunch, we all walked together to the rest area. I was worried that Han Heng wouldn't have a place to rest.

Everyone returned to their own rooms, but Han Heng followed me to my room.

I originally planned not to sleep tonight and wanted Han Heng to rest for a while, since it doesn't really make much difference to me whether I rest or not.

However, when Han Heng entered the room, he seemed completely familiar with everything there, as if he were back in his own home. He even knew where everything was, and then pressed several different buttons on a less conspicuous spot on the wall.

Then, something amazing happened: the wall opposite my bed folded up, revealing another room inside, and the room was furnished exactly like the one I was in!

Faced with my curious and inquisitive gaze, Han Heng finally explained to me, "This building was built by one of my groups. I once sent Ye Dongjun here to learn to drive, and he stayed here for a while. He stayed in this room back then. Later, I had it modified. He slept inside, and I slept outside. The reason for this arrangement was that he always tried to escape, so I had to take this measure."

After explaining all this, Han Heng told me in detail how to open the door. Then he went inside and manually closed the inner mechanism. Furthermore, the door could only be opened from the outside; it could only be closed from the inside and could not be opened from the inside.

As the door slowly closed, we said "Good afternoon" to each other.