I was spotted by the heroines while doing the quick-travel mission.

Yang Liu got off work as usual today, and even had time to buy some pretty good food.

Wen Ya followed Yang Liu and looked around. It was her first time as a ghost, and facing the familiar environment, she felt it was extremely novel.

"Sister Liu, have you always been so alone?"

Wen Ya floated slowly along with the speed of Yang Liu, asking seemingly unintentionally.

Yang Liu then realized a problem. She seemed to have no relationship with her "relatives and friends". But did she need to? Yang Liu was silent and thought about it carefully. It seemed that she didn't need to. She didn't have many friends with this identity.

"Ah."

"Oh……"

Wen Ya seemed to be struck by Yang Liu's coldness and stopped talking.

Yang Liu led Wen Ya all the way back and happened to meet a few aunts whispering downstairs. The content of their conversation made her stop.

"Oh, what a nice little girl, what a pity." The short-haired aunt wrapped in a yellow coat sighed deeply, looking very regretful.

Yang Liu has good eyesight, and she is not far away, so she can see clearly.

The fashionable-looking aunt standing next to her, with big wavy hair and wrapped in mink, also started a conversation.

"Who says it's not?"

There was a shrewd gleam in her eyes, and then she spoke again.

"That girl is so pretty. I'm thinking of introducing my son to her!"

She had a good calculation and a sharp eye, and she knew that Wen Ya was an excellent girl.

The aunt in the yellow jacket was shocked at first, then looked gloating and started laughing.

"Oh, please don't do that. A few days ago, wasn't there a handsome guy who drove her downstairs? She must have a boyfriend!"

That young man must be the male protagonist. In the original text, the two are very much in love. The male protagonist Cheng Qi often sends the female protagonist home. He can be said to be the best boyfriend among good boyfriends.

When the fashionable aunt heard her friend say this, she sounded very regretful.

"Well, indeed. Such an excellent girl, gentle and kind, doesn't look like she needs suitors at first glance."

What she said was right. Wen Ya did have no shortage of suitors, so the male protagonist's pursuit journey was extremely difficult and involved many challenges.

"What a pity." Auntie in yellow said, her tone full of regret.

"Who says it's not?"

The two of them talked back and forth, very excitedly.

An auntie with curly hair passed by carrying a basket of vegetables. When she saw the two of them, she seemed to be an acquaintance, so she came over and interrupted them.

"Are you talking about the girl upstairs in my house?"

She also loves gossip, so she joined in the conversation.

"Yes, yes. A lot of police came yesterday and took the body away in a bag!" The aunt in yellow became excited again when she saw an acquaintance. She started talking and waved her hand for someone to come over.

"How do you know it must be that little girl?" The fashionable aunt became curious when she heard her mention this.

Auntie in yellow was so proud of how smart I was that she analyzed it with the two of them, "That girl has always lived alone, and I haven't seen her go out for a walk in the past two days. Who else could she be?"

It was Auntie Curly who spoke first, "I know, I know!"

"I am much more informed than you!" She looked mysterious, with seriousness in her eyes.

The two aunts were waiting for her next words.

"She has a fiancé, the one who sent her home a few days ago!"

"So that guy is her fiancé!"

When the fashionable aunt heard this, she finally came to her senses.

"No wonder, they are quite a good match."

"I heard that they are actually going to get married in the next few days!" The curly-haired aunt continued.

"Is this true?" This information surprised both of them.

As expected, new information is needed to detonate the "intelligence organization".

"Didn't she die just before getting married..."

It was still the fashionable aunt who answered. She might really like this little girl, as she always spoke with a regretful tone.

"Then there is no reason for her to die. Could she have been murdered?" Auntie in yellow started to think and analyze subconsciously after hearing this.

"What! Is there a murderer in our community?" Aunt Yangmaojuan was startled and stunned for a moment before continuing to sigh.

"Oh my God! That's horrible!"

"No, I have to go back and tell my grandson not to let that brat run around outside!"

Having said this, she wanted to say goodbye to the two of them and hurry back.

"What are you afraid of? Maybe it's a vendetta!" The aunt in yellow was very calm.

"Vengeance? But that girl looks good, how could she have offended anyone?"

The fashionable aunt held up her newly permed hair with her hands, her tone full of disbelief and inquiry.

"Yes, she saw my granddaughter fall a few days ago, and she helped her up and treated her wound before sending her home!"

Yang Liu listened to what several people were talking about and was not surprised at all, because that was the setting of Wen Ya, a gentle and sunny little sun, just the same as when she first met him, but she knew one more side of him than the others.

Yang Liu glanced at Wen Ya, a few women beside her who were watching and discussing her with great interest. She smiled particularly happily, with a proud expression as if she was praised for doing a good deed.

"Let's go upstairs." Not hearing anything useful, Yang Liu called Wen Ya to follow.

"Oh, oh, okay."

Wen Ya was interrupted. She glanced at the group of people reluctantly, then followed Yang Liu into the elevator.

She was a person who loved to listen to gossip, even if the gossip was her own.

Wen Ya seemed to be in a good mood. Maybe she was very happy because she heard positive feedback on the "Intelligence Network".

Yang Liu happened to have a day off the next day, and her busy, fast-paced life suddenly slowed down, so she had time to think of something delicious to reward herself.

Wen Ya followed Yang Liu and asked all kinds of questions. She was somewhat skeptical that Yang Liu, who could only cook eggs and vegetables, could make anything delicious. Yang Liu felt that it was a bit of a nuisance to have Wen Ya in the small kitchen, asking all kinds of curious questions. When Yang Liu once again almost cut off half of his finger due to obstructed vision, he stopped, put down the knife and drove Wen Ya out.

"If you don't want us to go to the hospital together today, then stay here."

Yang Liu tried to scare Wen Ya with a vicious look. Wen Ya looked at a loss, tapped the back of her head, smiled dryly and nodded, then sat on the sofa and watched an old love movie that Yang Liu had turned on in advance. She was so moved that she cried her eyes out.

Yang Liu brought out the scrambled eggs with tomatoes and spicy chicken and put them down without forgetting to take out a tissue and hand it over. Seeing that Wen Ya was reluctant to take it, she was puzzled for a moment before reacting. She slapped her head in regret, rubbed the tissue into her palm with her fingers, and went back to the kitchen as if nothing had happened.

Wen Ya followed Yang Liu with her eyes until her figure disappeared and then she looked away.

Yang Liu came out shortly after she went in and set a table full of dishes, four dishes and one soup. Yang Liu even took two sets of bowls and chopsticks, added rice to the bowls, and put some dishes in each bowl, then inserted the chopsticks side by side in the bowls and pulled out a stool. Wen Ya was very self-conscious, and when she saw Yang Liu's posture, she ran over to sit on the chair. When she got close to smell it, she could see that the heat from Yang Liu's bowl of rice was less.

"Just smell it?"

Yang Liu bit the tip of her chopsticks and was curious about Wen Ya's way of eating which was so effortless. Wen Ya looked at Yang Liu and smiled.

"of course not."

Wen Ya stretched out her hands as she spoke, and a bowl of almost identical dark-colored food appeared in her hands. Wen Ya was a little excited, and she took a bite from the bowl, then clapped the table with excitement on her face.

"You're really good at cooking! It's delicious! I finally get to eat."

Wen Ya's face was full of emotion as she stuffed another mouthful of rice into her mouth. She looked at Wen Wen quietly, but she ate quickly and anxiously, as if she was extremely hungry, but it didn't look bad, and it made people feel hungry. Yang Liu also felt greedy after watching for a while, and was stopped by Wen Ya just as she picked up the bowl.

"Sister Liu, can I have another bowl?"

Wen Ya was a little embarrassed. She scratched her head and looked at Yang Liu. Yang Liu looked at the bowl of food on the table which seemed completely untouched in the eyes of normal people, thought for a moment, then stood up to get a new set of bowls and chopsticks and refilled her rice. Wen Ya also specifically pointed out her favorite food, and filled a bowl with rice and vegetables. After Yang Liu inserted the chopsticks, the dishes were warm before she ate. Her bowl of warm rice mixed with warm vegetables was no different from eating cold rice. In order to make the meal more interesting and to advance the task, Yang Liu took the initiative to chat with Wen Ya.

"Wenya, what's going on at home? You seem to be in a bad mood today."

Yang Liu asked cautiously. Seeing Wen Ya pause while eating, her heart suddenly rose to her throat. She regretted bringing this up and quickly spoke.

"I'm sorry, it's okay not to tell you."

Wen Ya came back to her senses, stirred the rice with her chopsticks and sighed. Her mood was much more stable than during the day, and her resentment had decreased. She just looked a little melancholy.

"It's nothing, actually. They were just too harsh on me."

When Wen Ya mentioned her parents, she suddenly felt that the rice in her hand no longer tasted good, but she still took two bites of it in revenge and snorted angrily.

"At that time, everything had to be exchanged for something of value. I had to compete for first place in everything. I had to be gentle, have good grades, and even make friends after going through layers of selection. There was nothing they didn't interfere with!"

Wen Ya poked the chopsticks hard into the bowl, puffed out her cheeks and spoke in a resentful tone.

When Yang Liu saw her like this, she almost doubted whether Wen Ya's mental illness was caused by her family's control. At that moment, Wen Ya seemed to have thought of something and suddenly let out a long sigh like a deflated ball.

"But they are also very nice. They allow me to stick to my own interests and hobbies, allow me to fall in love freely, and also allow me to pursue seemingly unrealistic dreams."

Yang Liuxin let Wen Ya hang up so much that the food went cold before she could even take a few bites.

She looked at Wen Ya's conflicted face and wanted to comfort her, but she didn't know how. Her parents were indifferent and everything seemed like a routine. They got married as a routine and then gave birth to her. They neither restricted her nor indulged her too much. They didn't expect Yang Liu to achieve anything, as long as the money was put in front of them at the time stipulated by the law.

Wen Ya lives in a warm and free family, but one that is also full of traps. Yang Liu does not empathize with Wen Ya's complex and tangled emotions, and she cannot make the right choice to comfort this seemingly fragile little girl in the most appropriate way. The more she says, the more mistakes she makes, so Yang Liu chooses to keep quiet.

"They are still worthy of respect and love, if only they were a little better."

Wen Ya looked up and gave an awkward smile, stirring the rice with chopsticks in her hand, with her usual light-hearted and carefree tone but also a hint of emotion.

"You know, people are always greedy. When they get something good, they want something better."

Yang Liu did not agree with her words. She shook her head, put the cold chicken into her mouth, and said vaguely, "I think every good person deserves better."

Yang Liu finished the last mouthful of rice and filled herself with a bowl of vegetarian soup before continuing what she was saying.

"Such as you."

Wen Ya's reviews are indeed very good. Whether it is her family, lover, neighbors, or fans, she is spotless in the big dye vat of the entertainment industry. She is so clean that the only thing that the haters can say against her is that she produces too few works every year and is not very active in her work.

Wen Ya was silent for a moment while listening to Yang Liu's words. After finishing her meal, she pushed the bowl onto the table, and the translucent bowl disappeared. Wen Ya recovered quickly. Her previous negativity seemed to be just an illusion. After listening to Yang Liu's words, the haze was immediately swept away, and she nodded seriously.

"I think you are right. This sentence will become my motto in life!"

Wen Ya cheered herself up with full energy, Yang Liu nodded and agreed, then cleared the leftovers on the table and put them into the bowl trough.

Then she took some snacks and put them on the coffee table, covered her legs with a blanket and sat on the sofa to spend her leisure time. Wen Ya sat down next to Yang Liu and stared at the potato chips in Yang Liu's hand with a greedy look. Yang Liu slowed down his eating of the potato chips until he stopped, then turned to look at her.

"Can you eat it?"

Yang Liu asked, and Wen Ya shook her head. Apart from the special offering ceremony just now, Yang Liu did not offer anything to Wen Ya, so Wen Ya naturally could not eat it. She could only watch and drool. She was so greedy that she collapsed on the sofa like a pancake.

"How about talking about your boyfriend?"

Yang Liu saw Wen Ya thinking for a while and then brought up the topic again. Wen Ya became excited and immediately sat up and looked at Yang Liu, putting his little fist against his lips and coughing twice, as if he was ready to give a long speech.

"He and I have been childhood sweethearts. It's a long story."

Yang Liu nodded, reached aside to pick up the notebook, and then looked at Wen Ya.

"What are you doing."

"Nothing, just writing something."

Wen Ya said "oh" vaguely and then started talking about her past with her boyfriend, childhood sweethearts, mutual crush, well-matched marriage, etc. It can be said that all the happy endings in sweet love stories are on these two. Yang Liu listened for a while but didn't find any contradictions. He roughly recorded some useful information and closed the book before Wen Ya's head came over, then checked the time.

"Okay, it's almost time to go to bed."