He said casually: “I smoke, but not often. In my memory, someone always smoked in front of me. Later, every time I was in a bad mood I would smoke one, and it would make me feel more grounded. Actually, I just like smelling tobacco. I don’t light it.”
Gong Ze, who in the previous life had truly loved smoking: …
“It’s fine.” Gong Ze was silent for a moment, then said quietly: “I like the way you hold a cigarette in your mouth.”
And I also like that your subconscious is still loving me.
“Thanks.”
The completely unaware Lu Youling waved his hand.
His slightly cool, distant medical temperament faded. Beneath his thin body seemed to hide a fiery, dissolute dark side.
“How old am I already?”
Lu Youling bit the cigarette butt, lowered his eyes, and looked at Gong Ze with a smile.
“While my body is still soft, skin not yet slack and spotted, teeth not yellowed, and I haven’t gotten fat, if I don’t look now, should I wait until I can’t even produce fluids? This circle is cruel. Don’t look at web novels writing about thirty- or forty-year-old uncles tender and dripping. Tsk, all lies…”
He sighed.
His slender white wrist and fingers brushed over his own face.
“Once a person passes twenty-five, bodily functions start going in another direction. First the armpits sweat easily, then drowsiness, energy no longer vigorous, and afterward you discover you’ve lost the constitution where you could eat anything without getting fat.”
“At thirty, one day, you suddenly realize your facial muscles are sagging, your waistline is more than a circle thicker than before. Clearly you’ve dieted, yet your face is very round. Your body has grown thin, but there’s always a piece of flesh sagging down at the jawline…”
“People…”
He sighed again, faintly. “As long as they live, every day is aging.”
“So I don’t want to grow old without having experienced true love, without having dated. Although I hate marriage and sneer at the entanglements between men and women in love, not wanting to date and being unable to date are two different things.”
“If I don’t hurry, what if by middle age, because of long hours sitting in the office, I get hemorrhoids? For a bottom, that life is over.”
Lu Youling said mournfully to Gong Ze: “Anyway, you tops definitely can’t consider this kind of problem.”
Gong Ze: “…”
I have considered it. In your previous life, because of this, in middle age you suddenly started researching beauty care and traditional Chinese medicine formulas for down there. You even stood up to do anal exercises after sitting for a while.
You insisted on a light diet, no spicy, no greasy.
You should know that young Lu Youling could not eat without spice.
Therefore, Lu Youling’s original world never had this disease.
Seen this way, as a natural bottom, Lu Youling really worked hard, so hard it was a bit abstract.
Gong Ze changed the subject and asked him: “Doctor Lu, are you satisfied with your current life?”
Lu Youling was stunned: “Why suddenly ask me this? Mm…”
He pondered for a moment and said: “It’s okay. My work and life are what I want. I’m only missing a romantic fate. I want to experience the feeling of being deeply loved by someone. For some reason, I feel I was originally supposed to have such days.”
Gong Ze hinted: “Then have you ever thought that maybe everything you’ve experienced is fake? Actually you are not a person of this world. Even your memories of being a doctor here are virtual.”
“Isn’t there a saying like that? Earth is a large holographic game, and we are unaware players or NPCs. Only on the day we log out can we recover our memories.”
After hearing what Gong Ze said, Lu Youling laughed heartily.
“Why are you so humorous hahaha? Do geniuses also believe in this kind of fantasy? Pfft, where in this world are there super-sciences or ghosts and monsters?”
After laughing, Lu Youling said: “Stop joking. Say something serious. Did you ask me out just to eat?”
“Anyway, I’ve shown my cards to you now. I like you. There’s a big age gap between us, but I can see you’re not the type to mind age. As long as you’re willing, I’m happy to provide for your food, drink, and fun. I only want you to be single-mindedly good to me during our relationship.”
“Actually, I’m not someone impulsive who covets beauty. Otherwise I wouldn’t have stayed single until now. But ever since I saw you, I think of you every day. Even I am surprised by my good feelings toward you. I thought about it. Rather than staying single like this, better to risk it and fight once.”
“I’m not afraid of being laughed at. Although my looks aren’t very handsome, my figure is quite good, and my profession has a promising future and high income.”
After saying a big pile, Lu Youling looked at Gong Ze: “What do you think?”
“…”
After a moment of silence, Gong Ze smiled slightly. “I like you too.”
Lu Youling’s eyes lit up.
Gong Ze: “I’ve liked you for a long time.”
Lu Youling excitedly sat up.
But before he could be happy, Gong Ze narrowed his eyes and continued: “So I have to make you remember. Lu Youling, we are not a one-night fling. You are the person I properly married.”
His hand came out of his pocket, together with the Main God’s feather.
On that broad, pure white feather was embedded an eyeball that Lu Youling, as a doctor, knew at a glance came from a human.
The center of the eyeball seemed made of gold, brilliantly golden, while the sclera, stimulated by something unknown, was covered in protruding pale pink fleshy strands.
It bulged high. Where it connected to the feather, straining nerves and flesh were stretched tight, as if about to break the next second.
The eyeball saw Lu Youling.
Lu Youling clearly knew it was “looking” at him.
It rolled, straining hard in his direction, as if wishing to leap off the feather and smash into his face. The pupil in the center contracted tightly, reflecting his dazed appearance.
Lu Youling stayed frozen in his seat, posture stiff. The shy smile on his face gradually solidified, twisted.
A few seconds later, a scream rang out in the room.
“Ahhh———!”
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