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The Zombie King’s Heartthrob Girlfriend (34)

Bai Weiwei got in the car. They left town, heading towards L city.

The whole way, she listened to the system.

The sound of the favorability dropping.

【Ding. The male lead’s favorability is at 65.】

System: “He’s angry. He’s killing zombies, ah.”

【Ding. The male lead’s favorability is at 50.】

System: “Oh my god, he’s fighting the helicopter with his bare hands...he blew up the helicopter.”

【Ding. The male lead’s favorability is at 45.】

System: “You should wear a few more dresses, brush up on affection points. Look, this inflated favorability, it’s falling back down.”

【Ding. The male lead’s favorability is at 40.】

The system covered its heart. “There’s no sincerity between people, is this favorability plastic? How can it melt away from anger like this.”

【Ding. The male lead’s favorability is at 35.】

The system plugged its ears. It didn’t want to hear this automatic reminder. Its face was frozen. “The man came home and started tearing up the dresses. People grow up eventually. Can you fall in love playing with these little girls all day?”

【Ding. The male lead’s favorability is at 40.】

The system pulled out its earplugs. What did it just hear?

【Ding. The male lead’s favorability is at 45.】

“He’s trying to sew back the torn dress. He seems to be in pain.”

【...favorability is at 55.】

“He went to the amusement park and sat on the ferris wheel.”

【...favorability is at 60.】

The system wiped away a bitter tear. “Good abuse, he clearly has no tears, but he’s huddled up crying.”

Bai Weiwei’s face was expressionless. When the tank arrived in L city, she popped out her earplugs.

“What did you say?”

System: “...”

Bai Weiwei: “Is the favorability much lower?”

It had said so much, but the host didn’t hear a word.

The system was exhausted. “No, it’s 60. But why are you letting him jump to the wrong conclusion?”

Bai Weiwei thought about it, seeming to organize her thoughts.

“Because if I don’t let Song Yunhuan face his inner flaws, he won’t ever be at 100.”

After all these missions, Bai Weiwei was pretty confident about the pattern.

100 meant you really loved someone.

And she knew very well that just before 100 was the peak of like.

So she had to cross over like and reach love.

It was impossible to rely on a clever, mild approach.

Like Song Yunhuan. Even if she accompanied him for 100 years, he would only ever be at 99, not 100.

He probably wasn’t even aware of how much he ran away, how insecure he was.

Such a person couldn’t even love himself.

Let alone love her.

Bai Weiwei kneaded her temples, trying to sort out her strategy.

“So I have to let him find out that there’s someone in this world who loves him so much that he could do whatever he wanted, and it wouldn’t change. They would still love him. Letting him misunderstand will also show him he makes mistakes. When the misunderstanding clears up, he will mature.”

When she saw the room full of 2D dresses, she already figured out Song Yunhuan’s heart.

A man who was obsessed with 2D and didn’t want to return to reality. If he didn’t grow up, he would never know how to fall in love.

Pain and regret would certainly help a person grow up overnight.