I'm Jealous Of Myself Everyday (QT)

A Guide to Poverty Alleviation for Bar Waiters (Part 11)

　　"Phew, feeling refreshed." After quickly cleaning his clothes and voice changer, Wei Ye grabbed a shared bicycle.
　　As he rode slowly, he smiled at the system and said, "I accidentally lost my temper, I hope it didn't affect my pure image in your heart."

　　001: [...]

　　"You know, I've been cannon fodder many times before." Receiving no response, Wei Ye muttered to himself, "Once I was a cruel official, spending my days researching how to torture people—later I offended the protagonist and died at his hands, a pretty gruesome death."

　　"No, I should do less of this myself in the future. I almost forgot that I'm the strategist now, someone will avenge me." He suddenly felt a little happy, "Do you think Xue Guangyu did Zhang Kun's broken leg?"

　　001 replied: [Your wound is bleeding.] "

　　You're finally talking to me?" Wei Ye smiled, then sighed. "Your reminder makes my hand hurt so much."

　　The wound on his hand had been healing for several days, but it had been torn open again by his exertion, oozing blood.
　　Wei Ye muttered, "I've died so many times, but it never hurts this much. People seem to become more sentimental when someone's with them."

　　001 suddenly realized that he was referring to her when he said "accompaniment. "
　　After a moment of silence, he spoke: [Once a fragment returns to its original state, I'll have the energy to shield you from pain.]

　　"Really? That's great!" Wei Ye's eyes lit up, and he made a heart shape

　　with his hands. "Thank you, System Brother, love you!" His voice was so sweet that 001 thought, what's the point of being so sweet-talking? The system doesn't need a strategy.

　　—Back

　　home, Wei Ye fell asleep immediately, and because he was in a good mood, he had a good night's sleep. He
　　woke up the next day to the aroma of food.

　　Wei Ye opened his eyes and vaguely saw Lan Ting's tall and slender figure. He was setting out steaming hot food on the table, with a large bag of snacks and fruit next to him.

　　Waking up to delicious food is such a blessing. Wei Ye lazily snuggled against the pillow. "Are you addicted to being a thief?"

　　His voice, still slightly hoarse from just waking up, tickled Lan Ting's ears. He touched his ear, his tone as serious as a door lock inspector. "Your door lock is too simple, it's not safe. I'll change it for you later."

　　"This house is so poor, there's practically nothing here. Even a thief would cry if he broke in."

　　"Who says?" Lan Ting turned around, smiling at him. "There's clearly a big treasure here."

　　Wei Ye chuckled. He asked, "Why are you here?"

　　"I heard you were injured, so I came to see you." Lan Ting's worried gaze swept over his hand.

　　"It's nothing serious." Wei Ye jumped out of bed energetically, indicating he was back to his old self. "Good food makes me feel fully recharged."

　　After washing up, Wei Ye sat at the table eating, while Lan Ting rested his chin on his hand and watched him silently.

　　A moment of silence fell over the room. Just as Wei Ye was wondering why Lan Ting was so quiet today, Lan Ting spoke, his voice somewhat deep, "I investigated. It was Zhang Kun who framed you in front of Sheng Daquan."
　　"But don't worry, those who hurt you have already received their retribution." He mentioned Sheng Daquan's imprisonment and Zhang Kun's car accident.