The Most Random System-Chapter 668 - 352: The Unbreakable Bond Between the Three of Us_2

Chen Yu Ying is still a high school student, so naturally she's not at Xiamen University.

Upon hearing this, she wasn't scared at all, instead her rebellious side took over, and she picked up a piece of tomato—Lin Li's tomato, no less.

Lin Li's eyes widened; his food was already so scarce and yet Chen Yu Ying was stealing. That's really bad.

Chen Yu Ying placed the tomato into her mouth and chewed lightly, pinpointing the crux of the issue: "What exactly is the amount of excessive intake?"

"An adult, as long as they consume four tons of tomatoes in one day, the lycopene contained within will reach lethal levels. Class president, according to what you've said...anything less than four tons is already very dangerous."

Lin Li explained seriously and sneakily moved his plate further away.

"Indeed, you're a freak." Hearing this expected response, Chen Yu Ying nodded slightly smugly.

"Hmm?"

Lin Li thought carefully, feeling that there was no ambiguity in what he just said.

"How is it freaky?" So, Lin Li tried to clarify his reputation.

"Because ignoring dosage when discussing toxicity is rogue behavior."

"Right, makes sense."

"Eat, you freak," Chen Yu Ying picked up almost half of her dishes, except for the tomato scrambled eggs, and gave them to Lin Li. Then she looked up and gave a sweet smile: "It doesn't matter if aunty treats you well or not, because I will."

F*ck, the overbearing Yu Ying fell in love with me.

Every time Chen Yu Ying's straightforward hits land a critical strike, little husband Lin Li rubbed the corner of his mouth to keep from smiling.

"I'm good to you too, I'm good to you too~"

As a return gesture, Lin Li shared his rice with Chen Yu Ying and said this.

...

The joys and sorrows between people are not connected.

Wang Yuezhi bit down hard on his chopsticks, the crunching sound seeming like he was biting into someone's balls.

His gaze crossed countless tables, staring at Lin Li and Chen Yu Ying in the distant corner.

Wang Yuezhi hadn't touched his food in a long time.

Even Zou Weilun sneaked a few bites of meat from him without noticing.

"Phew—" Wang Yuezhi forced himself to look away, raised his head, and stared at Zhuo Yongfei and Zou Weilun in front of him.

"Yongfei, Weilun, do you have any stress relief recommendations?"

It had already reached the "seeing them one more time will explode, getting closer will melt me" level, so Wang Yuezhi decided to seek help from his roommates.

Zhuo Yongfei looked up at Wang Yuezhi, nodded: "WinRAR or 7ZIP."

Wang Yuezhi: "(;☉_☉)?"

Zou Weilun also lifted his head and, seeing Wang Yuezhi's expression, realized Zhuo Yongfei seemed to misunderstand his intention, and hurriedly offered his own suggestion:

"Yuezhi, are you talking about mobile?"

Wang Yuezhi: "(;☉_☉)?"

"For mobile, since you use Android, I'd recommend ZArchiver, a decompression wonder. Don't rely on those network drives' native decompression features—they'll ruin your files and require memberships. Crap. ZAr can handle everything..."

Zou Weilun seemed to know a bit about this and immediately started introducing it eagerly to Wang Yuezhi.

Wang Yuezhi: "..."

Your intentions are good, but maybe hold back your enthusiasm for now.

"I meant stress relief, not decompressing files..." Wang Yuezhi muttered through gritted teeth.

Zhuo Yongfei: "Then open the pressure valve."

Wang Yuezhi: "?"

After a moment of silence, Wang Yuezhi covered his forehead, bowed his head, stirred his rice with chopsticks, sighed deeply, shook his head, and waved his hand feebly:

"Whatever, forget it, pretend I didn't ask."

Zhuo Yongfei watched the scene, also sighed.

No choice.

Currently, it's like "Nineteenth Century Russo-Japanese War—others see clearly," any external advice on stress relief methods is pointless for Wang Yuezhi. With his character, he needs to rely on himself.

Sigh.

Zhuo Yongfei followed Wang Yuezhi's gaze just now to take a look.

For some reason, because of Wang Yuezhi, he was becoming increasingly flustered lately.

Is there a Lin Li at other schools too?

The girl he likes, is she also sitting in a corner somewhere having lunch with someone?

Zhuo Yongfei couldn't help but tear up.

...

Girls are really generous, not only do they always carry tissues after meals, but they can also hand out a whole sheet effortlessly.

Damn, what kind of hard days were those eating with Bai Bufan and the others?

After meals, we'd ask each other, 'Do you have tissue, do you have tissue?' Even if someone brought some, it might be one sheet split between five or six people; each person's portion was barely a fragment, only manageable with two fingers.

To wipe your mouth without showing anything requires a bit of skill.

Getting back to the dormitory, using the key to open the room, Lin Li burst in.

On the upper bunk, Zhang Haoyang shook a little. Upon seeing Lin Li, he started cursing Lin Li's family:

"Your mom blah blah blah..."

"Your dad crash bang..."

Lin Li closed the door, approached to take a look, and realized Zhang wasn't preparing dumplings, just playing on his phone, uninteresting.

"Wang Ze's phone?"

"Yes, Lin Li, why are you here."

Well, Wang Ze is quite generous to his stepchild, casually lending his phone; Lin Li didn't waste time, heading straight for the balcony: "Borrow the balcony to wash my hair."

"By the way, Haoyang, which one is Wang Ze's shampoo?"

"He doesn't have any damn shampoo. A week ago his shampoo was so watered down there weren't bubbles, clean enough for rinsing the mouth, hasn't bought more since," Zhang Haoyang scoffed upon hearing.

"Haoyang, where's your shampoo?"

"I don't have shampoo either."

"Don't bullshit me." Lin Li turned to look at Zhang Haoyang.

"Under my bed, in the washbasin, get it yourself." Zhang Haoyang hesitated for a moment, maternal instinct triumphing over shampoo value.

Lin Li walked over, squatted down, found the shampoo, and couldn't hold back his husky-like humor, pointing at Zhang Haoyang: "What the f*ck did you stick to it!"