HBWnovel Chapter 205 So it was you! You were hiding it so well.
Chapter 205 So it was you! You were hiding it so well.
In the past, this sound would have made him freeze, and he would have instinctively wanted to shrink back.
But now.
Lu Yan slowly raised his head and looked in the direction from which the sound came.
At the park entrance, Li Qian stood with her hands on her hips, her face showing undisguised disgust and annoyance.
Her chest heaved, clearly indicating she was quite angry.
In Lu Yan's eyes, that face now looked somewhat unreal. Every detail was crystal clear, but he just couldn't feel any warmth that a real person should have.
He saw it clearly.
That wasn't real anger.
It's a pre-programmed sequence that triggers automatically at a set time.
Lu Yan stood up, dusted off his pants, and calmly walked over to meet her gaze.
He walked very steadily.
"You dare glare at me?"
When Li Qian saw him approaching and noticed that he no longer looked away from her, her anger flared up instantly.
She felt her authority had been challenged.
"What are you looking at! Can't you understand what I'm saying? Go home! Cook!"
She instinctively reached out, wanting to push Lu Yan away.
But her hand was grabbed in mid-air.
Lu Yan's hands were small but very white.
But that force stunned Li Qian for the first time.
"you……"
"Shhh."
Lu Yan gently placed his index finger near his lips.
His face was expressionless, but his eyes seemed to be studying some novel thing.
"I'm listening."
"What are you listening to?" Li Qian asked instinctively.
"Listen to the gears inside you, the sound of them turning."
Lu Yan released his hand as if he had touched something dirty, and slowly dusted off his sleeves.
Li Qian was stunned.
She didn't understand what Lu Yan was saying.
She felt that the man in front of her seemed to have suddenly become a different person, which was a bit scary.
"What's wrong with you?"
She took a step back, creating some distance, and then she felt a little better.
"Lu Yan, let me tell you, don't try that on me! You think you can pretend to be crazy and avoid going out to work?"
Lu Yan ignored her.
He simply tilted his head and asked the first question.
"Why do I absolutely have to find a job?"
This question stumped Li Qian.
you still need to ask?
"If you don't work, what will you eat? What will you drink? How will you pay your rent?" she screamed, looking at him like he was an idiot.
"But I've been looking for it these past few days."
Lu Yan's tone was very calm, as if he were talking about someone else's business.
"The electronics factory thought I was too slow, the food delivery station said I couldn't even recognize all the roads, and the internet cafe owner even wanted to lend me money."
"It seems like the world doesn't want me to work."
Li Qian suddenly fell silent.
She found herself unable to refute it.
Because everything Lu Yan said was true.
She witnessed it happen with her own eyes.
"That...that's because you're useless! It's your own fault for being so weak!" She could only yell at him in an even louder voice to cover up her guilty conscience.
Lu Yan smiled.
The smile was faint, devoid of emotion.
"So, the second question."
What is your definition of "success"?
"Is it a 120-square-meter apartment in the city center? A car starting at 500,000 yuan? Or two overseas trips a year?"
With each word he spoke, Li Qian's face paled a little more.
These were the words she used to say every day to scold him.
Hearing it from his mouth in such a calm tone made her feel as if she had been stripped naked.
"I... I'm thinking about our future, what's wrong with that?!" she shouted.
"Our future?"
Lu Yan looked at her, and finally a hint of pity appeared in his eyes.
"No."
"It's your future."
"Or rather, this illusion is the future that the character 'Li Qian' is forced to pursue."
"You are not Li Qian."
"You're just a jailer, a tool for carrying out a mission."
That last sentence froze Li Qian's expression.
The anger, harshness, and disdain seemed to have been wiped away, fading away quickly.
All that remained on her face was the panic of a program malfunction.
Her body began to tremble, her lips quivered, and she couldn't utter a single word.
The light in his eyes dimmed rapidly.
Lu Yan stopped looking at her.
There's no need to look at an NPC that's about to become obsolete.
He got it.
Seven-Colored Branch Spirit is right, defeating the king doesn't necessarily require fighting.
Li Qian is not Wang.
She was just the noisiest and most annoying dog in this cell.
The true king is the one who sets the rules, builds this prison, and watches it all with great interest.
Where is he?
Lu Yan slowly closed his eyes.
The whole world began to disintegrate in his mind.
The children's laughter in the park turned into an empty, looping sound effect.
The lights of the distant buildings also became meaningless flickers.
The wind has no smell.
The sun has no temperature.
Everything was done for one purpose—to make Lu Yan suffer, to render him powerless, and to drive him to despair.
who is it?
Who hates him so much?
Who would want him to rot in the mud forever?
This illusion contains neither arrogance nor greed.
Only resentment remains.
A deep-seated resentment and unwillingness towards the existence of "Lu Yan".
Lu Yan's thoughts drifted back to the past.
I returned to that internet cafe that reeked of smoke.
In a dimly lit corner, a thin boy was staring intently at the screen.
On the screen was a picture of him being overwhelmed and killed by the leader of the number one guild in the entire server, using equipment and sheer numbers.
Beside him was his former "brother," chatting and laughing with the guild leader, discussing how to divide the equipment he had dropped.
He could only clench his fists, his nails digging into his flesh, not daring to utter a single word.
Because he has no money and no connections.
He's just a game booster who makes money by playing games.
A lowly person whom anyone can trample on.
The boy slowly raised his head.
His eyes were bloodshot.
There was no anger or sadness in his eyes.
There is only hatred for one's own incompetence and the most twisted jealousy towards that world.
"Why...why am I so useless?"
"If...if I could be like them..."
"If... I were the one who made the rules..."
Vague, resentful words echoed in Lu Yan's heart.
Lu Yan was startled.
It turned out to be the case.
The "King" he was looking for.
The enemy who built this perfect prison, wanting to destroy him completely.
It's none other than someone else.
It was that person he had forgotten—the most cowardly, the most useless, and the most resentful…
My younger self.
Lu Yan suddenly opened his eyes.
The Li Qian before my eyes had become semi-transparent and was about to disappear.
But he didn't look at her.
His gaze seemed to pierce through the illusion before him, looking at the shadow hiding in the deepest part of his soul, huddled in a dark corner.
He spoke softly.
Only he could hear that voice.
"So it was you."
"They've kept it well hidden."