Lin Yu: "???"
The mission... is just completed like that?
Hiss!
This naive little silly cat!
So the so-called "seeking help" was simply about finding him to share her plan, hoping to get a positive response from him.
Could something this simple even count as asking for a favor?
Maomao's actions made one thing even clearer to Lin Yu...
In Maomao's heart, Lin Yu's status must be above hers.
Back at home, Maomao probably always sought Aunt Ruxue's opinion before making decisions, right?
Breaking such a habit isn’t easy.
This time, since she couldn’t consult Aunt Ruxue, she could only turn to Lin Yu, whom she trusted, to voice her thoughts.
Getting his approval was undoubtedly her biggest motivation now.
"Thank you, Yu."
"Before midnight tonight, I’ll definitely complete the trial."
"I’ll go now. Goodbye."
Without waiting for Lin Yu to say another word, Maomao waved at him and dashed out of the room.
Lin Yu stood there, not even having the chance to say anything more.
All he could do was shout an encouraging "Go for it!"
Someone with a firm goal, pushing forward relentlessly—
That kind of determined gaze was truly infectious.
If before, Lin Yu had wanted Maomao to stay and pass the trial out of selfish reasons...
Now, from a friend’s perspective, he genuinely wished for her to succeed.
...
7:30 AM.
Lin Yu finished getting ready and headed to the first-floor lobby.
Unlike usual, the usually lively lobby was eerily quiet today.
Seems like Maomao’s schedule was packed—everyone must have gone out with her for shopping.
At least it saved Lin Yu the trouble of preparing breakfast.
But...
Today’s shared household chores wouldn’t get done without help!
Lin Yu opened the system task list to check today’s shared-area duties.
Since everyone was busy, he’d have to do them himself.
After days of not doing chores, starting again felt mentally taxing.
Luckily, the constant chime of system reward notifications kept his spirits up.
Otherwise, working like this with no sense of achievement would’ve been unbearable.
At least the system reminded him—
He was one step closer to becoming the apartment’s master!
Around 8:00 AM, footsteps echoed from the staircase.
Ye Mengfu was dressed in her usual style—a hoodie paired with shorts.
This time, the colors were a rare purple-and-white combo, with the shorts still pristine white.
After seeing all kinds of fashion—sexy, elegant, fresh, youthful—from the girls around him,
Ye Mengfu’s unchanging, serene style gave Lin Yu a unique sense of comfort.
It felt like...
No matter how fast or slow society moved, no matter how much the world changed,
Xiao Fufu would always maintain her own little world—
Even if others saw it as barren, to her, it remained spotless.
Spotting Lin Yu in the lobby, Ye Mengfu pressed her lips together and waved softly.
She didn’t greet him aloud, instead glancing around first.
Only after confirming Lin Yu was alone did she slowly approach.
Lin Yu noticed she was carrying a drawing board.
Yesterday, they’d agreed to go on a date this morning, and later, they’d exchanged messages.
Lin Yu had left the location choice to Xiao Fufu.
If she had no preference, he’d decide.
To his surprise, this time, she actually said she had an idea.
Lin Yu hadn’t pressed for details on WeChat, wanting to keep some mystery and surprise.
Seeing the drawing board, Lin Yu had a rough guess—
Xiao Fufu must have picked a scenic spot for sketching.
Such a pure girl, even her date location was this modest.
"Lin Yu, I... I’ll wait outside first."
Ye Mengfu spoke in a whisper, ensuring only he could hear.
She didn’t want to cause unnecessary trouble for him.
Until their relationship was public, they had to be careful not to be caught by the others in the apartment.
Even around Ying’er, Ye Mengfu kept up the act perfectly.
Lin Yu, however, knew exactly who was where in the apartment.
Seeing how considerate and well-behaved Xiao Fufu was, he couldn’t help but pat her head.
"Let’s go out together."
"You’re the guide today. Where we go is entirely up to you."
Ye Mengfu nodded eagerly, clearly looking forward to it.
Lin Yu’s preparations were simpler—just a backpack on the sofa.
He grabbed it and walked out with Ye Mengfu.
...
After leaving the neighborhood,
Lin Yu and Ye Mengfu took a taxi together.
Only then did Ye Mengfu reveal their destination—a small village outside Pingchuan City called "Taoyuanwa."
Despite living in Pingchuan for years,
Lin Yu had never even heard of this place.
If not for Ye Mengfu mentioning it was just 15 kilometers from the city,
He wouldn’t have known such a village existed.
But the name "Taoyuanwa" confirmed Lin Yu’s guess—
This must be a place Xiao Fufu often visited for sketching!
During the ride,
Xiao Fufu opened her bag and handed Lin Yu some bread.
"I was in a hurry... so this is all I brought."
"Next time... I’ll make breakfast myself."
Even though she was giving him food,
She acted as if she’d let him down,
Making Lin Yu’s heart ache for her.
He held her hand tightly and said,
"Xiao Fufu, thank you. You’re so good to me."
"You haven’t eaten either, right? Let’s share."
"If you’re sketching later, you’ll need energy."
Ye Mengfu paused while handing him the bread.
Lin Yu studied her expression, puzzled.
What’s going on?
Did he guess wrong?
"Xiao Fufu, since you brought a drawing board and we’re heading to a village outside the city..."
"Aren’t we going there to sketch?"
Ye Mengfu nodded, then shook her head.
Lin Yu: "???"
Her reaction only confused him more.
Ye Mengfu looked up at him and answered,
"That... that’s where I grew up."
Lin Yu: "!!!"
...
(Extra chapter delivered! Updates done for today—see you all tomorrow! Goodnight!)
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