Chapter 5: You're a Good Person

When Xia Xinyu heard this sudden confession, she seemed to wake up instantly, her eyes widening as she hurriedly waved her hands and replied, "I'll pass on this, I don't plan to date before college, sorry!"

Do you plan to commit suicide before college?

"..." Chen Yuan had only intended to use such words to delay the other person's suicide. If she had really agreed, he would explain later when her mood improved and she no longer had suicidal thoughts.

But this confident girl actually refused so seriously.

Haha, you're really putting on an act. Actually, I didn't really think much about dating you.

"Alright then."

Although he was rejected and the rejection was so straightforward, it was a bit hard on his ego, but Chen Yuan wasn't really a clingy person. He just felt a bit sighing.

He had already done what he could and what he wanted to do.

It was time to let go of the savior complex.

When he carried her off the bed and saw her slowly open her eyes, Chen Yuan felt a sense of redemption and healing, but his ability to help was limited.

"Even though we haven't talked much before... I think you're a good person, I've never seen you do anything bad." Facing the boy in front of her, Xia Xinyu looked at him and said seriously, "Chen Yuan, you're tall, with a handsome face. Although you usually have few expressions, you seem to dislike everyone equally, and you even snatch kids' skateboards, scaring them by saying their mom doesn't want them..."

"Are you drunk?"

Although the first two sentences were short?

Also, not doing bad things is the standard for being a good person?

Why not start with your good looks?

"Dating me would be unlucky, so I'll pass. You'll definitely find a better girl." Xia Xinyu forced a smile and sincerely wished him well.

"Okay."

Chen Yuan nodded in response, directly ending the topic, and then got up to clear the dishes.

"Let me do it, I can't eat for free." Xia Xinyu hurriedly helped, taking the initiative to clear the plates, stacking them, and carrying them to the sink, preparing to turn on the tap: "Why isn't the water coming out?"

"Turn the one on the right."

Seeing Xia Xinyu fumbling in the air, missing repeatedly, and then looking puzzled and seeking help, Chen Yuan pointed to the side.

"Wow, your sink has two taps."

She took small steps to the right, turned the identical tap on the right, and when the water came out, Xia Xinyu looked surprised.

"Yeah, pretty fresh, huh."

Chen Yuan had originally expected her to spill the beans after drinking, telling him some sad stories, but he only saw her true self after drinking.

Even though her eyes were seeing double, Xia Xinyu still wobbled and washed all the plates and chopsticks in Chen Yuan's house, placing them on the kitchen counter. Then, she wiped her hands on the Doraemon apron, took it off, and hung it on the wall.

"Hang it on the right hook."

"Huh? Why are there two hooks for one apron?"

"Look after you hang it."

"Oh, there are two aprons. Wow, everything in your house comes in pairs."

Wait a moment, even in my house, there are two Chen Yuans.

Impact Blade, Zed.

"I won't disturb you anymore. I'll go back and rest. Thanks for the meal today."

"Goodbye."

After tidying up the dining table for Chen Yuan, Xia Xinyu politely said goodbye and left.

Her high ponytail swayed with her hesitant steps, and with a "bang," she crashed into the wall, letting out a "ouch" and rubbing her forehead in pain before returning to her single room through the door on the right.

Because the lock was broken, she could only close the door.

But it didn't matter much, as the fifth floor was the top floor, and besides her and the delivery guy, no one usually came here.

All the way to the door, the red number on her head was still [3].

Chen Yuan closed the door.

Standing in front of the mirror, the mirror didn't show any numbers.

That's right, he could only see the countdown of other people's lives, not his own.

When he got this ability, he actually thought about showing it to his parents, but due to some fear, he didn't dare to do it. So, he rarely called them, asking them to get a full health checkup this week.

His unusual behavior made his father, who was usually carefree, exclaim, "Wow, you've grown up."

His mother also said, "Okay, we'll listen to our son and get checked."

So, do I need this ability?

Just caring more about the people around me would be enough.

Because even with it, I would be helpless, just like now.

"Why can't she think it through?"

Lying in bed, hands behind his head, looking at the ceiling, Chen Yuan said this, but his heart was struggling.

Why no "ding"?

With a golden finger, the system doesn't give tasks?

Even a dating simulator would be fine.

So, just to see other people's lifespans and then set up a fortune-telling stall?

But the fortune-telling profession requires not divine calculation, but eloquence. No one likes to hear that they are a short-lived person.

Wait, maybe there will be a "ding" and a system prompt to teach me what to do.

Chen Yuan had read a novel where the system only appeared in Chapter 158, even confusing the readers—what a joke, this is a system novel?

Closing his eyes, the girl who could get drunk just by hearing "Brave Journey" wouldn't leave his mind.

He had no choice but to take her into his dreams.

...

The next day, after washing up, putting on his school uniform, and shouldering his backpack, Chen Yuan went out.

The lock on the opposite door was still broken, but it seemed to be blocked by something, so the door was tightly closed.

Chen Yuan paused for a few seconds and then went downstairs.

Just then, he met the old man in the white undershirt doing "tree belly collision" downstairs.

Sorry, I really don't know what this exercise is called.

But I know the one where you lean back against the tree, it's "Iron Mountain Lean."

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The landlord was almost seventy this year and had ten years left to live. This "tree belly collision" seemed to work.

"Old man, do you know where the girl opposite me is from?" Chen Yuan asked.

"Little Chen." The old man stopped his exercise, turned around, and smiled, "What, interested in her?"

"Um, yeah."

"You have good taste, that girl is really pretty."

"Yep, she's beautiful."

There was no way to get information from the old man without enduring his teasing. Chen Yuan wasn't the type to say, "I'm not paying attention to her!"

So what if the old man said a few words?

Besides, he didn't feel that he was unworthy of Xia Xinyu.

How to put it, she was okay.

"Seems to be from Jingnan Province, her father brought her here. Their accent is so interesting, it's like this→↑, hahaha." The old man couldn't help but laugh when he thought of it.

"Her parents are in other places?"

"Yes, her aunt is a teacher here, so she came to study here."

"Does the old man have her aunt's contact information?"

"Already at this step?"

"Yep, I want to know about the dowry in Jingnan to tell my dad to save money." Chen Yuan said seriously.

"Hahaha, okay, I'll give you the number."

The old man, a pure fun person, immediately took out his phone and put on his reading glasses, slowly flipping through the contact list with larger-than-cockroach fonts: "Yes, this one, Xia Fang."

"Thanks, old man, I'll save it."

"Do you want to call her now? What will you say..."

"Old man, I have to go to school, talk to you later."

After getting the number, Chen Yuan ran towards the subway.

At the same time, he eagerly dialed the number.

The aunt, Xia Xinyu's father's sister.

If it was her, she would definitely know about the family.

And learning from her wouldn't hurt her feelings.

Maybe this aunt could help Xia Xinyu move on, after all, she was family and would be more effective than him.

While daydreaming, the call was answered.

"Hello, Aunt."