The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

The food in the refrigerator was finished last night, so I have to go to the supermarket to buy some fresh vegetables.

The residential buildings in the old city are outdated and dilapidated. The walls in the narrow corridors are covered with mottled yellow mold spots. There are no elevators in the more than ten-story buildings. They are all occupied by elderly people who have retired and refuse to leave. People like quietness in their old age, and the corridors are especially quiet in the evening.

It is a short distance from the city center and the transportation is not very convenient, so the monthly rent is relatively cheap.

Song Jiu walked down the dimly lit stairs, recalling what the system had told him when he first arrived in the small world a few months ago.

[You are a left-behind child in this small world. You were born in a poor rural family and were raised by your grandmother. When you were fifteen, your parents who were working away from home died unexpectedly.]

[The grandmother who raised you fell and died the day before your college entrance exam. You were devastated and performed poorly in the college entrance exam. On the day the results came out, you chose to go to a big city to work hard. By chance, you became a game anchor.]

He has no relatives and comes from a poor family. This is the virtual identity the system created for him.

If it were anyone else, it would definitely be a disastrous start, but for Song Jiu, this identity was just right. He didn't have to worry about his family putting pressure on him to go to college and hinder the progress of the mission.

However, when talking about the mission of this small world, Song Jiu's face showed a trace of worry. It has been several months since he came to this small world, and he has not seen the mission object - Fu Jixiao.

Apart from the name, he knew nothing about the other specific information about the task object. The system only gave him the name, and the rest was left for him to explore by himself.

After each live broadcast, Song Jiu would deliberately wander around the residential building, chat with the aunts and uncles in the park downstairs, and inquire about the news about the mission object.

Nothing came of it.

When they heard the name of the task target, the old people unanimously said that there was no family with the surname Fu in Unit 5, but there were a few families in Unit 6, but there was no one named Fu Jixiao in these families.

In order to complete the mission conveniently, the quick traveler's landing point must be around the mission object and not too far away.

Moreover, the substitute system clearly told him that the task object was near the rental house, which means that the task object lived in the same building as him, and might even be on the same floor.

There is no one named Fu Jixiao? How is that possible?

No matter how sloppy the substitute system is, it will not make a mistake in the name of the mission target.

I have been in the small world for several months, but I haven't even seen the face of the target of the mission. It seems that there is a long way to go to complete the mission. I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so I have to take it slow.

An hour later, Song Jiu came back from the supermarket with food. At nine o'clock in the evening, the park was filled with aunties and uncles who were out for a night walk after eating and drinking.

The night breeze in June is warm. Looking around, people downstairs in the unit are wearing old-style short-sleeved shirts and shorts, or pure white sweatshirts or floral chiffon. Each person has a cattail leaf fan, waving it while chatting, looking so comfortable.

Song Jiu walked back carrying the vegetables and saw his neighbor Aunt Liu on the same floor among the crowd of people.

Aunt Liu is famous for being well-informed in the old city community. She knows about which family is getting married or whose cat has died before anyone else. She also likes to gossip with other elderly people. She has a big mouth and tells everything, including any bad news about any family.

As long as she knew it, everyone in the community would know it.

"My dear child, you finally decided to go out today. Come here and let your aunt take a look."

Aunt Liu was sitting on a bench, whispering to the old man next to her. She caught a glimpse of Song Jiu out of the corner of her eye, looked over with a smile, and waved her palm-leaf fan to call the man over.

The smile in the corner of his eyes was very kind, completely different from the passionate emotion he had just shown when he was gossiping.

Song Jiu obeyed and moved closer to her. Aunt Liu took out a fresh green pear from her pocket and handed it to him.

"Good boy, the weather is hot, eat a pear to quench your thirst." The smile on her face never stopped.

Song Jiu was overwhelmed with emotion and could not refuse, so he had to take the small green pear with his empty right hand.

This was not the first time Aunt Liu had given him something.

Since he moved here, Aunt Liu would give him some snacks every time she saw him, sometimes fruits, sometimes sweets. At first, Song Jiu was unfamiliar with the place and chose to refuse, but Aunt Liu was too enthusiastic. Later, after many times, he had to passively accept the feeding.

Strange to say.

Aunt Liu is not very popular in the community because she likes to gossip about others behind their backs. She is also a typical nitpicker. If someone eats her rice for free, she will curse for three days and three nights.

Having suffered when he was young, he is stingy when he is old and is unwilling to suffer any loss, let alone give things to others for free. However, Song Jiu is an exception.

Perhaps because their rooms were close to each other, when he first came to the community, Aunt Liu took extra care of him, helping him carry his things and luggage, and occasionally serving him pork rib soup, fish, etc.

Just treat him as family.

If the system information had not always been wrong, Song Jiu would have almost doubted whether he was Aunt Liu's biological grandson.

Don't get me wrong, Aunt Liu does have a biological son.

Her son made money outside and brought his mother from the old town to live in a big city, which made the elderly people in the community envious. But the glory lasted less than two years. One day, for some unknown reason, Aunt Liu ran back to the old town alone and never went back after settling down.

When others saw her coming back alone, they talked about her behind her back.

I heard from others that Aunt Liu raised two sons when she was young. The oldest is alive now, and the younger one is dead. The cause of death seems to be related to the eldest. Calculating the date, if the younger one is not dead, he is probably about the same age as Song Jiu.

Although Aunt Liu had a bad reputation, Song Jiu could feel the kindness and benevolence the old lady exuded towards him. Over time, he gradually began to regard her as his own relative.

"Oh, my dear boy, have you lost some weight? The last time I saw you, you had some fat on your face. Now you seem to have lost some weight. If you don't have enough food, come to your aunt's place. Don't hurt yourself." Aunt Liu looked at Song Jiu in the light and invited him to her house for a meal.

"Don't worry, Auntie. It may be because I've been sleeping lately and having an irregular schedule recently. That's why I look a little thinner." A few months was enough time for Song Jiu to learn how to cook. He didn't want to trouble others with something he could do himself.

As he spoke, the young man's thin eyebrows curved slightly and he smiled at the other person.

The dimples on the corners of her mouth appeared from time to time, which made Aunt Liu's heart melt. The thoughts in her mind were immediately thrown out of the window, and she smiled and repeated the three "yes".

The elderly people nearby were amazed to see Aunt Liu smiling so kindly. They had lived in Unit 5 for decades, and this was the first time they saw the sarcastic Aunt Liu being kind to others, sending them fruits and food.

"Aunt, you should have some grapes too." Song Jiu took out a bunch of purple grapes from a plastic bag as a return gift.

"Oh, why should I give you a return gift? You are such a lovely child." Aunt Liu smiled from ear to ear and accepted the grapes reluctantly in the envious eyes of everyone.

The light beside the wooden chair was a little dim, but she had good eyesight and saw that the purple grapes were full in color and each one was juicy. The supermarket price was quite high, and such a large bunch would cost a lot of money. She was such a good child who knew how to be grateful.

"Aunt, it's late at night, go back and rest early." Song Jiu smiled and went upstairs with his things in his hand as Aunt Liu answered.