Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 750 Simple Fruit

What do you think means by "playing dumb"?

The boy being questioned simply lay on the sofa with his eyes closed, feeling the big orange cat beside him occasionally brush his hand with its fluffy tail, its tone as gentle and obedient as ever.

I was just wondering, how exactly did Fatty get into Dawn Games?

Yu Shijiu had thought so long ago.

When did it start?

Is it the little orange kitten from his childhood that keeps appearing in his memory, and the young man Lu Chusheng who always stands under the windowsill... or is it that in the game instance, he always suddenly notices that Fatty is acting a little strange?

neither.

It started from...

From the very beginning, from the moment he woke up and discovered a large, fat orange cat in his "pupa shop".

But at the time—he selectively forced himself to forget this question.

Don't think about it.

Don't think too much.

Don't pursue it.

As long as he never thinks about it or investigates this question, he will never have to consider how "Fatty" came to Dawn Game.

Xiao Li: [...]

Xiao Li remained silent for a very long time, so long that it thought Yu Shijiu might have almost fallen asleep with his eyes closed, when the other party's voice rang out again.

I don't care what the reason is.

Yu Shijiu said: "I only care about the present and the future. I don't want to, and am unwilling to, trace the roots of the past—things that are painful and upsetting just to think about."

This shouldn't have any necessary connection to your "job," right?

Xiao Li: [...]

For the first time, Xiao Li felt fear because of Yu Shijiu.

It shouldn't have been afraid... The reason why "Xiao Li," a unique system completely different from other players, was able to possess its own intelligence was purely because of one person's "wish."

A "wish" that it could never express.

Therefore, it shouldn't have any feelings of "fear".

Something's not right—no, it should be, where did things go wrong?

Is it because of that casual, impulsive remark he made just now?

No, no, no—Yu Shijiu clearly said that he had thought about those things a long time ago.

So the problem lies with Yu Shijiu himself.

Xiao Li: [...]

After its message was utterly shattered by the chaotic digital data within its body, Xiao Li chose to log off.

Yu Shijiu—after realizing that Xiao Li was gone from his mind, he slowly opened his eyes and quietly looked at the ceiling painted in a creamy yellow tone.

Xiao Li's escape further confirmed his suspicions.

For example, the suspicious points about Feifei, and Xiaoli's intelligence that is different from ordinary systems.

These are all suspicious points, points that he has deliberately ignored and refused to think about deeply.

"..."

Yu Shijiu gritted his teeth in frustration and kicked his legs somewhat unhappily.

—Ugh, I really don't want to use my brain.

The chubby dog, busy licking its fur, spotted Yu Shijiu's flailing legs and excitedly pounced on him, grabbing and squeezing Yu Shijiu's calves with all its might.

The scratching was very light, almost like playing.

Yu Shijiu: "..."

Yu Shijiu lazily looked up at the chubby guy playing with his legs, blinked and kicked his legs again—the chubby guy meowed, its two front paws holding his legs tightly, and he couldn't pull it away at all.

Well, Fatty even lowered his head and started licking Yu Shijiu's calves like crazy.

Although they licked it all over his pants.

Yu Shijiu was amused and instantly forgot his troubles. He sat up abruptly and grabbed the restless, chubby guy who was trying to run away, and cuddled him in his arms.

"Why are you running away, Fatty! Come here for a hug! Come here for a little while—"

Ding Dong!

The doorbell interrupted the "warm embrace" between the person and the cat.

Yu Shijiu hissed, reluctantly letting go of Feifei, and ran barefoot to the door, opening it—

Who is it?

The man outside the door looked down at him, a slight smile appearing on his cold, handsome face:

"It's hot, so I brought you some fruit."

It was Lu Chusheng.

Yu Shijiu glanced at the top of his head where he wasn't wearing a hat, and after confirming that he hadn't seen the cat ears, the excitement in her eyes vanished.

“Oh,” Yu Shijiu rudely stepped aside and gestured with her lip, “Come in, come in.”

"..."

Lu Chusheng seemed oblivious to the disappointment in the boy's eyes. He carried a chilled watermelon and some summer fruits into the room, and the first thing he saw was the boy's bare feet.

Lu Chusheng frowned as he looked at it.

Yu Shijiu was completely unaware. After closing the door, he ran barefoot to the sofa and jumped up, curling up into a human-shaped lump of mud.

Fatty, being the owner's cat, was very enthusiastic, raising its tail high and hopping over. Because of its large size, it even knocked over the trash can next to the coffee table.

Lu Chusheng: "..."

Lu Chusheng bent down to pick up the trash can, ignoring the chubby cat that was scratching at his calves and meowing, and looked at Yu Shijiu.

He was about to speak when he was interrupted by a boy who peeked out from the sofa.

"I like to scoop out watermelon with a spoon."

Yu Shijiu very naturally instructed him: "And those peaches, wash two of those yellow peaches for me, then cut them into roughly the same size pieces and bring them to me."

Lu Chusheng: "..."

Lu Chusheng's usually indifferent eyebrows curved slightly. "Okay."

Captain Lu had been obediently carrying two bags of fruit into the kitchen since he came in, and the rustling of the plastic bags reached Yu Shijiu's ears through the open kitchen door.

Yu Shijiu's ears twitched. He adjusted his position on the sofa and watched as Feifei lay by the kitchen door with its back to him, its tail dangling on the floor, moving slowly back and forth.

"..."

Yu Shijiu was a little unhappy, but she still resisted the urge to call Feifei over.

—Lu Chusheng is busy slicing yellow peaches for himself. I'll call Feifei over after he brings them over…

What if Lu Chusheng gets upset and refuses to cut it for him?

Just as Yu Shijiu was lost in thought, the sound of running water coming from the kitchen faucet was heard.

Washing peaches so soon?

Yu Shijiu was feeling bored when he suddenly felt sleepy.

But he had only just woken up—

Wow.

The half-closed kitchen door was pushed open, and the man who had gone in just over two minutes earlier came out carrying half a watermelon.

Yu Shijiu was startled and subconsciously peeked out from the edge of the sofa to look at the other person—"Eat watermelon first."

Lu Chusheng placed the cut half watermelon on the coffee table, and couldn't help but frown when he saw the jumbled snacks scattered on the table.

Yu Shijiu, who had come closer after smelling the sweet aroma of watermelon, keenly noticed his gaze and for some reason, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

“I didn’t do it,” Yu Shijiu didn’t know why he was explaining, but he just said it: “Feifei messed up the snacks. I had arranged them very neatly.”

He told the truth.

Yu Shijiu is a fairly clean person; apart from being a bit messy, there was almost no obvious dirt in the corners and edges of the room.

Yes, even players living in towns can't escape the necessary labor of cleaning and housework.

No one is an exception—of course, if a player doesn't like doing housework, they can use points to "hire" players who are willing to clean.

Dawn Games doesn't care about these small-scale private transactions.

"..."

"I know."

Lu Chusheng looked up at the boy's darting eyes, his brows relaxing: "Have you eaten?"

“Um,” Yu Shijiu hesitated for a moment, then nodded, “I ate it.”

Eating snacks to fill your stomach is also considered eating.

"lie."

Lu Chusheng handed him the clean spoon, and Yu Shijiu took it instinctively.

"What lie?"

After taking the spoon, Yu Shijiu couldn't help but retort, "I didn't lie, I ate it."

"What to eat?"

Lu Chusheng knelt on one knee and slowly sorted the messy snacks on the coffee table, then raised his eyelids and said:

Snacks?

"..."

Yu Shijiu choked for a moment, "Snacks are also a type of meal."

"No."

Lu Chusheng pulled out a few tissues and placed them on the table. "You can spit the watermelon seeds on here first, so it'll be easier to clean up later."

"Oh."

Yu Shijiu nodded subconsciously, then instantly realized what he had done, and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

"What's it to you? I can eat whatever I want. What's it to you?"

"Ah."

Lu Chusheng stood up, looking down at the boy's eyes, which held a hint of malice, and said:

"Eating more food will help you grow taller."

Yu Shijiu's face stiffened: "..."

Lu Chusheng added, "Eating more meat is also fine."

"..."

Yu Shijiu understood the underlying meaning in the other person's words and was filled with shame and indignation: "Mind your own business! You old man!!!"

Old man Lu Chusheng: "..."

He froze as he was about to turn around, but quickly recovered and silently walked into the kitchen.

When the sound of running water came from the kitchen again, Yu Shijiu angrily lowered his head and began to devour watermelon.

He knew his emotions were a bit off... It seemed like he would act strangely and become somewhat unreasonable, irritable, and easily angered whenever he saw Lu Chusheng...

Yu Shijiu took a big bite of the watermelon, spat out a few seeds, and silently looked towards the kitchen—where he saw Feifei squatting by the kitchen door, just like him, engrossed in eating the half-eaten watermelon in front of him.

Yu Shijiu: "..."

He watched the chubby baby gobble down its food, then licked the watermelon juice from his lips, his mind going blank for a moment.

Wait... what's going on here?

Why did he have this inexplicable illusion of a scene replaying itself?

Yu Shijiu swallowed the melon flesh in his mouth. His taste buds were so enticed by the sweet juice that he didn't even bother to pay attention to the strange sense of familiarity. He continued to hold the spoon and bury his head in scooping out the bright red melon flesh.

Hmm... but this watermelon is really delicious.

In the kitchen, Lu Chusheng carefully washed the yellow peaches he had brought, then picked up a fruit knife and began to peel them slowly.

His peeling technique was excellent; the thin, long layer of yellow peach skin fell into the pool, creating a kind of artistic, swirling effect.

After peeling the two yellow peaches, Lu Chusheng cut the peeled peaches into small, even pieces and placed them on a clean white porcelain plate.

Lu Chusheng then took out the grapes and began to wash them. At this moment, he gently peeled off the grape skins and placed them in a white porcelain plate with the yellow peaches.

The arrangement of uniformly sized, bright yellow peach flesh and translucent, pale green grape flesh creates a visually pleasing effect.

Lu Chusheng glanced at the fruit pulp in the white porcelain plate, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes—he should have brought more fruit.

However, considering that it was best for Yu Shijiu to eat fresh fruit, he did not buy many more.

Actually, a little more watermelon could be added to improve its appearance, but Yu Shijiu has already eaten half a watermelon, so it's easy to get tired of it.

After thinking it over and over, Lu Chusheng hesitantly took out an unopened bottle of yogurt from his insulated bag and twisted it open.

When the simple fruit salad was ready, Lu Chusheng felt a little ashamed, but he still took the plate of peaches and grapes out.

Beside the coffee table, the boy knelt on the edge of the table. He had already eaten more than half of the large watermelon, and there were many watermelon seeds on the tissue.

Lu Chusheng glanced at his bare feet again, then hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

"what?"

Yu Shijiu looked at the white porcelain plate in his hand with surprise, attracted by the yellow pulp and green grape pulp, and um, the layer of yogurt on top of the pulp.

It looks delicious.

Yu Shijiu licked her lips and exclaimed excitedly, "What is this? I've never eaten this before!"

Lu Chusheng: "..."

Lu Chusheng paused, holding the white porcelain plate. He glanced at Yu Shijiu with some annoyance and placed the fruit salad on the coffee table.

"I didn't buy enough fruit, otherwise the flavors could be more varied."

Yu Shijiu didn't understand the meaning behind his words and happily scooped out the fruit pulp from the white porcelain plate with a spoon to eat.

As the slightly sticky, sweet and sour taste of the yellow peach flesh spread in her mouth, Yu Shijiu's eyes widened in surprise.

"good to eat!"

He gave a thumbs-up, albeit vaguely—a gesture he'd learned from Xu Han.

“It’s so delicious!”

Lu Chusheng wanted to laugh, but he also felt a little sad that the boy was so happy to give a thumbs up for such a simple bowl of fruit salad.

“Next time,” Lu Chusheng looked down at the top of Yu Shijiu’s head and said softly, “I will bring more fruit.”

Yu Shijiu, who was happily eating, was speechless.

Yu Shijiu was naturally delighted that Lu Chusheng had brought over the fruit, and all the inexplicable resistance she had felt earlier vanished completely.

"Okay, okay!"

Yu Shijiu: "I would very much like to welcome Captain Lu to my home as a guest!"

Lu Chusheng: "..."

He finally couldn't help but sigh: "Do you know what it means to be a guest?"

Yu Shijiu tilted his head: "It's okay, I can define it myself."

"..." Lu Chusheng was speechless.

Just as the two were chatting, the doorbell rang again.

Lu Chusheng frowned: "Who came to see you?"

Yu Shijiu was busy eating a fruit salad he had never tried before, and said without looking up:

"I don't know, go open the door."

You are really not polite at all.

Lu Chusheng didn't pay attention. When he walked over and opened the door, before he could even speak, a light blue insulated bag suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Ta-da! Look what I brought you!"

And the girl's cheerful voice: "It was Sister An who asked me to bring you chilled watermelon—wait, what?! Lu Chusheng?!"