Chapter 2

Zhai Da looked at the system information that only he could perceive and fell into a daze.

This made Yu Xiaoli even more afraid.

She had always heard that the pressure of the third year of high school was high and many children had become mentally ill. Had this happened to her own son?

But... Zhai Da's grades weren't that great to begin with...

Yu Xiaoli turned to call the doctor again, but Zhai Da grabbed her hand.

"Mom, I'm really fine... go ahead and handle the discharge procedures..."

"You should stay for two more days..."

Zhai Da: "If I have a problem, it's a mental one. Can you send me to a mental hospital? Why stay here?"

Yu Xiaoli: "It's not impossible... Mom will smash the pots and sell the iron to cure you!"

Zhai Da:...

Fortunately, the one who finally let Zhai Da go was none other than the doctor himself. The old doctor in a white coat flipped Zhai Da's eyelids, asked a few random questions, and let him go home.

Mental stress leading to temporary abnormality is a different matter from medical mental illness. In his view, going back to rest would help him recover.

This era wasn't like the later generations where everyone had "depression". People didn't pay much attention to mental or stress problems, and this was just a small county-level second-class hospital.

It only costs two thousand yuan a month, what kind of mental illness are you curing!

Yu Xiaoli finally agreed to discharge and went with the doctor to handle the procedures. Only Zhai Da and the old man reading the newspaper were left in the ward.

Zhai Da finally had the time to properly study the "system information" that had appeared just now.

After closing his eyes and sensing for a long time, Zhai Da finally understood the function of the "Life Equipment Synthesis System".

Strong emotions, obsessions, and moods in life form "intent," which attaches to objects, such as a protective amulet worn for years, a fascia gun in a nightstand, or even a favorite collar.

With the help of the system, Zhai Da can identify these "special items" and activate them to become 【Equipment】, which, like in a game, increases the wearer's various abilities.

It's not that these items themselves possess magic; the system endows them with corresponding abilities. Before this, they were all ordinary objects.

【Low-level Equipment】 can be used directly, while 【High-level Equipment】 requires completing unlocking tasks.

Most importantly, if the paths match, equipment can be synthesized into rarer equipment.

The 【Clown's Love Letter】 given to him in the novice gift pack was the lowest white rarity, directly converting one of his personal items into 【Equipment】.

The effect is to increase the sense of humor... what a humorous effect...

Wait... where is this thing?

Logically speaking, since he fainted in the second mock exam room, it's impossible for him to be carrying any "paper"...

He remembered that the second mock exam was a city-wide unified exam, and the exam room system was already benchmarked against the college entrance exam. The school was closed, the first and second years were directly on holiday, personal items were not allowed to be brought in, and even school uniforms were not allowed to be worn to prevent cheating.

It even involved the police and municipal departments; it was also a drill for them.

This was also the reason why he was taken directly from school to the hospital; the journey was quite smooth, the kind with police cars clearing the way!

Usually, at most, someone would pinch his philtrum until he woke up, and since high school students don't act like humans, it might even be a physical pinch.

Zhai Da felt around left and right, even flipping through his shoe insoles, but couldn't find the so-called "love letter." Although this first piece of 【Equipment】 was quite lame, he was very curious and couldn't just lose it.

Just then, there was movement at the ward door. Zhai Da turned his head to look and saw four or five familiar yet strange, green faces.

And his high school homeroom teacher, Ding Rong.

Everyone looked at Zhai Da with sympathetic and pitiful eyes.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhai Da silently inserted the blackened insole back into his yellowing sneakers and smiled awkwardly: "Uh~ well, since you're here, why mention... oh, you didn't bring anything, then please sit."

Except for Ding Rong, the homeroom teacher in her early thirties, he couldn't really remember the others, just that they looked familiar; they were roughly his high school classmates.

Fainting in the exam room, it's normal for teachers to bring a few classmates to visit...

Ding Rong sighed and walked up. She wanted to grab Zhai Da's hand, but thinking of him digging into his insole just now, she patted Zhai Da's shoulder instead:

"Zhai Da, health is the capital of revolution. All the classmates hope you recover soon..."

So you didn't bring a box of Six Walnuts?

Zhai Da: "... uh... actually, I was just about to be discharged. Teacher, you guys should go back, I'm really fine..."

A tall, thin boy behind him pushed up his glasses and said, "Zhai Da, you shouldn't have been distracted. Not only did it delay your studies, but it also affected Lin Shuyao."

Zhai Da's tone was hesitant: "I don't understand what you're talking about..."

Another girl said, "We heard you were in the hospital when we came out of the exam room. The teacher was anxiously looking for your personal items. Wu Yue said your schoolbag was stored in the small shop. We opened it and found only one letter inside. We thought it was a suicide note at the time... we were all scared to death..."

Zhai Da looked at the tall, sturdy boy at the back of the crowd, Wu Yue, his high school friend. Of course, the friendship only lasted through high school, and they basically had no contact afterward.

Because the other party's home was demolished.

It wasn't until 2022 that Wu Yue, hearing that Zhai Da had won the lottery, contacted him.

He said he had just come out of the JD detention center, his family was ruined, and he wanted to borrow some money to go abroad to wash dishes... and indicated that it was easy to make money there, he could buy the restaurant he was washing dishes in within three months, and start paying him back in the fourth month.

Wu Yue shrank his head, as if he had done something wrong. Zhai Da's bad premonition grew stronger: "So you guys just...?"

"Just circulated it..."

Zhai Da:...

Did you extract the central idea?

Homeroom teacher Ding Rong handed over the scented letter paper and comforted him: "Student Zhai, puppy love is wrong, but you'll be graduating in a few months. The teacher won't bother you after you go to work."

Zhai Da opened it with trembling hands. On it was serious and ugly handwriting.

"Yaoyao, your name isn't special, but I want to laugh every time I say it, and I feel it's beautiful every time I write it..."

"Maybe the answer is long, I want to use a lifetime to answer it. Are you ready to listen?"

"Yaoyao, I want to watch the moon from your window... and then become your sun."

It was so embarrassing that his toes curled up and caused paronychia!

This is definitely the level that would make an adult sit up in the middle of the night and slap themselves!

He remembered!

In his previous life, during his third year of high school, he had a crush on a girl... but by the time he was in his thirties, he had even forgotten her name.

He just remembered her legs were nice.

There wasn't that much deep affection; it was purely visual attraction, craving her face and her body.

Otherwise, what do you think a teenager's liking is? Who has the interest to bypass a girl's facial features to understand her values!

It seems he had a brain infarction one day and wrote a love letter, but this love letter was never sent; it became a small matter among the countless absurd things a teenager does.

Thinking about it now, it's truly sick! Others are playing... ah no, talking until graduation and then breaking up, while he was confessing right before graduation.

At this moment, a tall girl who had been hiding behind the crowd walked up, took a cute deep breath, as if she had made up some kind of determination.

Because they were wearing their own clothes for the mock exam, this girl indeed had a kind of green beauty. Her melon-shaped face was all original, her long hair draped over her shoulders, and it was even rarer that her figure was outstanding, far surpassing the strange shapes of her peers.

It was exactly the... Lin Shuyao, whose legs Zhai Da only remembered.

Zhai Da quickly completed the scan: legs 9, face 7, pair of B's. She was indeed the typical white moonlight in the hearts of high school boys.

It was just that due to the era and age, the hairstyle made Zhai Da not very accustomed to it.

It could be seen that she had tried as hard as possible without violating the regulations, it was just that the direction of the effort might have been a bit problematic.

Towards the non-mainstream direction.

The girl walked to the hospital bed and bowed directly, as if she were seeing off a corpse.

But in fact, her lowered little face carried a bit of pride and self-esteem.

What girl isn't happy to receive a love letter? Even if she already had a pile at home.

"Student Zhai, I'm sorry to tell you this on this occasion, but I don't want to fall in love yet. With the college entrance exam approaching, studies should come first."

Zhai Da: "What you said makes a lot of sense, I think so too."

The second mock exam is over, if I don't study, I won't even be able to get into junior college!

Yes, he was once a lucky rich man, and there will only be more rebirth opportunities in this life.

But why... can't I be a person with an education, luck, and money?

Who has the time to play with a little girl's greenness?

Lin Shuyao:?

Why is it not quite the same as expected?

Shouldn't he be devastated, lips trembling, begging me to reconsider, and then I reluctantly, for the sake of classmate friendship, maintain contact with him, chat occasionally, until I find my true love and then delete him, and then add him back after my true love deletes me?

Zhai Da said: "I understand your concern, looking through my private letters, but you all misunderstood. This is not a love letter written to Student Lin."

Lin Shuyao was stunned, feeling as if something was stuck in her throat and couldn't be swallowed.

She could reject Zhai Da's confession, but she couldn't accept Zhai Da's perfunctory rejection of her!

With a trace of imperceptible pride on her face, she said:

"Student Zhai, my name is on the love letter... Yaoyao..."

Zhai Da thought of the chat between the two nurses earlier and said calmly:

"That's not right, I wrote it to Ayase Haruka."

"Ayase Haruka... Japanese?"

"Yes, I got to know her by watching discs, this is a fan letter written to her."

Lin Shuyao:...

Many people still couldn't react, but the homeroom teacher's face darkened:

"Zhai Da, do you think you're very humorous?"

Her face was also a bit red.

"When has she ever filmed... that kind of thing!"

Zhai Da:...?