[A straight shot with no internal friction vs an outside attack with absolutely internal friction]
Zhuang Yue lived for more than twenty years, and it was not until the system came to him that he realized that he was the real young master in the script of "The True and False Young Master".
Zhuang Yue, who only wants to farm: Thank you for the invitation, but I won't accept it!
But...
The system opened a new script - "My Roommate Looks at Me Something Is Not Right".
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Zhuang Yue's ordinary life has undergone tremendous changes.
Three roommates with prominent backgrounds suddenly began to fight for his favor——
The domineering president pinched his chin and warned: Don't look at others.
A scientific researcher took off his glasses and recorded: How many seconds does it take to take off your clothes?
The painting genius said with red eyes: I want to make you dirty.
Zhuang Yue: Hey, the farm is short of people.
As a result, the gang became more and more chaotic. Fortunately, the beautiful young man with amnesia whom he picked up casually helped him solve all the troubles like a snail girl.
Zhuang Yue sighed: Compared with the three crazy men, the boy is still the most well-behaved.
Zhuang Yue gets close to the other person, takes care of the other person, eats the other person...
The young man responded to him with pure and clean eyes.
——
But life gradually became strange.
Damaged crops mature overnight, broken machines remain intact, and the person who hurt him will always be unlucky... There is always a cold mist that wraps around him tenderly and suffocatingly late at night, leading him into a dream full of heartbeats and ambiguity.
Zhuang Yue felt an almost depraved peace of mind from it.
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The day finally came to get rid of the Shura Field script.
The system pointed at a line of small words in the corner of the script: "Damp Male Protagonist Falls in Love with Me". The progress is 90%. Are you still rejecting it?
Zhuang Yue realized it later and looked behind him.
The young man emerged from the shadows, and his pale and cold fingertips touched his face. The innocence faded away, leaving only a gloomy and thick possessiveness, "Finally, you are mine!"
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From the moment I heard your heartbeat, my long life began to have a time scale.
——Yan Yu
(Screenshot taken on August 29, 2025)
Intention: Sincerity is the touchstone
