Chapter 228: The Abstinent Gigolo 28

Hearing Tang Wan’s decision, the cold mechanical female voice immediately responded:

“Understood.”

Then the system notification disappeared.

The moment it vanished, Little Cutie burst into loud sobs.

“WAAAAH! Host, you’re too much!”

“For whose sake did I break the rules?!”

He’d risked violating the Interstellar Artificial Intelligence Management Law just to help the host vent her anger—

and this was how she treated him?!

The baby system felt unbearably wronged.

…

Seeing Little Cutie crying so miserably, Tang Wan couldn’t help laughing.

“Alright, stop crying.”

“I only said I’m not upgrading you for now. I didn’t say I’d never upgrade you.”

“Once this world ends, I promise I’ll restore your level.”

“Really?” Little Cutie sniffled pitifully.

He’d genuinely been afraid the host would stay angry forever and refuse to restore him permanently.

If it was only one mission world…

then he could endure it.

“Of course.” Tang Wan nodded seriously. “You’re my Little Cutie.”

Hearing this, Little Cutie instantly looked touched.

“Host… if you lie to me again, then I-I…”

He dramatically conjured a tiny knife and pressed it against his wrist artery.

“I won’t live anymore!”

Seeing this exaggerated performance, Tang Wan immediately nodded solemnly.

“I promise I won’t regret it.”

“Okay, it’s late now. I’m going to sleep.”

After speaking, she yawned lightly.

…

Not long after Tang Wan fell asleep, she vaguely felt someone gently tucking her blanket around her again.

Without even opening her eyes, she already knew it had to be Xi Jingtong.

This man was seriously too considerate.

With that thought, Tang Wan quickly drifted into deeper sleep peacefully.

…

Early the next morning.

Not long after waking up, Tang Wan overheard a nurse gossiping while changing dressings nearby.

Apparently, a patient in another ward had nearly frightened himself into a heart attack last night. He kept insisting he’d seen ghosts, worsened his injuries from panicking, and even scared himself badly enough to wet the bed.

After hearing this, Tang Wan immediately looked toward Xi Jingtong deliberately.

“Tongtong, who are they talking about?”

“Oh.” Xi Jingtong replied calmly. “That overly noisy guy who keeps shouting all the time.”

“So it was him.” Tang Wan snorted softly. “Serves him right.”

Then she looked at Xi Jingtong again.

“Good thing you stayed with me last night. I slept really well.”

Hearing this, Xi Jingtong’s gaze flickered slightly.

“That’s good.”

What he didn’t say was—

after Tang Wan fell asleep last night, he’d quietly turned on his phone light and stared at her sleeping face for a very long time.

And the longer he looked…

the more beautiful she seemed.

…

After breakfast, Tang Wan said casually,

“It’s daytime now, so I’ll just stay in bed and rest. You should go handle your own things and come back tonight.”

Xi Jingtong assumed she meant visiting his grandmother at the rehabilitation hospital, so he nodded.

“Alright. If anything happens, call me immediately.”

“Okay!”

…

But after Xi Jingtong left, Tang Wan quickly became bored again.

So she started playing Fight the Landlord in her mind with Little Cutie.

And just like that, half a month passed.

…

During those days, Xi Jingtong came every single day to accompany her, cook for her, and feed her meals personally.

Yet despite all that—

his favorability stubbornly remained stuck at 79.

Not even a single point increased.

Tang Wan frowned thoughtfully.

After thinking it over for a long time, she finally realized the problem.

Xi Jingtong was afraid.

Afraid that once her androphobia fully recovered, she would eventually develop normal physical desires—

and then discover he physically couldn’t satisfy her at all.

So what Tang Wan needed to do now…

was make Xi Jingtong understand clearly that she truly didn’t care about his physical condition.

That what she wanted was purely spiritual love.

A completely Platonic relationship.

Thus, after being discharged from the hospital, Tang Wan suddenly asked Xi Jingtong one Saturday evening:

“Tongtong, do you want to watch a movie with me tonight?”

“Okay.” Xi Jingtong agreed without hesitation.

So after dinner, the two of them leaned together on the sofa in front of the projector and began watching a film about Platonic love.

As for why Tang Wan chose this movie specifically—

because after searching for a long time, she couldn’t find anything more straightforwardly symbolic than this.