[You have 99+ new messages, including 13 from contacts and 99+ from strangers. Would you like to read them?]
Cheng Yu frowned and said, "Send me all the ones from people I know."
The system transferred the messages.
After reading them, Cheng Yu replied to each one.
As he was about to close the message box, he caught a glimpse of three messages from the corner of his eye. These messages stood out, were extremely eye-catching, and completely different from the style of spam—almost...
[Is this how you prepare to sweep the couch for me?]
[Is this your readiness to die a thousand times over?]
[Is this your lifelong wish?]
What?
What?
In my life, Cheng Yu, who do I need to sweep the couch for? Ready to die a thousand times over? Lifelong wish? Critiquing inwardly, Cheng Yu was about to close the window when suddenly, his whole body jolted! He remembered, weren't these words he had sent to the Master in a message?
Cheng Yu's whole body shook violently:
This—
Could this be—