Chapter 4 (Retranslated)

[Your obsession with Funina's jade legs almost pushed you over the edge. For a moment, everything else faded — the lights, the music, even the crowd — and all that existed were her legs, gleaming like something carved out of moonlight and envy. It almost felt unreal. But no matter how much your thoughts spiraled, you reminded yourself: this was a public place. You're not someone who acts on impulse, not someone who makes a scene. So you clenched your hands, took a deep breath, and held it together.]

[You lowered your head, murmured a quiet "thank you," saying it was nothing — just brushing off the moment like it hadn't rattled your core. Then you stood there, rooted to the spot, waiting as the evening performance rolled on. You didn't speak. You didn't move. You just waited, quietly counting the seconds until the final note fell.]

[When it ended, the stage lights dimmed and the curtain dropped. Applause erupted around you like waves, but you didn't join in. You just stared, blankly, as Funina stepped off the stage. She was radiant, surrounded by people who leaned in close, laughing, cheering — drawn to her like moths to a flame. And you? You were just standing there. Alone. Like furniture no one noticed.]

[It stung. That contrast was like a slap in the face.]

[Maybe she didn't notice you at all. Maybe she didn't even remember who you were — not your name, not your face, not the near-incident from earlier. As she walked away, she didn't glance back once. Not a single look. It was like you were invisible.]

[And the worst part is, you understood. Deep down, you knew the small accident you caused at the concert probably wasn't even a blip on her radar. For someone like her, it didn't matter. For someone like you, it felt like everything.]

[You stood there, shoulders heavy, chest hollow. The realization hit you like a wave: the distance between you and her wasn't just physical — it was status, attention, presence. She lived in a world of glitter and acclaim, and you? You felt like a shadow beneath the lights.]

[And honestly, in that moment, you didn't feel like chasing anything anymore. You just wanted to let it go — to stop reaching, stop hoping, stop pretending that you could ever be part of her world.]

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"Finally… I'm giving up," Zhao Lin muttered to himself, his voice low.

He stood motionless under the flickering studio lights, the virtual skyline of the simulated city glowing dimly behind him. The weight of that choice pressed down on his chest. A mixture of disappointment and clarity washed over him.

He knew how these simulations worked — the longer you hung on, the more rewards you reaped.

Buthe had also learned that blindly chasing those rewards came at a cost. In that last sequence, he'd been reckless, overconfident. Like a rogue ISP with nothing to lose and everything to prove.

If he had taken one wrong step, done anything too bold... he probably wouldn't have come out alive. That simulated death might not be real, but the feeling — the humiliation, the loss — sure would have been.

So now, he decided to let go. To give up on that simulated version of himself. Maybe it was cowardice. Or maybe, just maybe, it was the smartest thing he'd done all day.

Meanwhile, back in the live broadcast room, the audience lit up with comments:

Lumine: "No way! Aamy gave up already? But I haven't finished it yet? What a pity!"

Furina: "Humph, luckily he has some self-awareness! He knows the gap between him and me! Otherwise I would not have spared him!"

Yae Miko: "This is just a life simulation. Who knows, maybe Aamon actually has a good personality in real life?"

Keqing: "No follow-up so soon? Are beautiful legs no longer attractive to him?"

Naahida: "Unfortunately, there is no follow-up! However, since he has given up, will he leave Fontaine and go somewhere else??"

Keqing: "Don't come to Liyue! We don't have beautiful legs here!!! Ningguang will wear long pants tomorrow!"(I'm gonna buried my life for that legs)

Ningguang: "........."

Some laughed. Some sighed. And some, quietly, felt a pang of disappointment.

Aamon's decision to give up left a ripple in the room — a mix of surprise, relief, and missed opportunity. His simulation story ended not with fireworks, but with silence.

And sometimes, silence speaks the loudest.

Of course, some people began to speculate whether Aamon would leave Fontainebleau?

The simulation continues.

[You walked out of the opera house feeling extremely disappointed, but then you saw Furina's beautiful legs again. At this moment, she was so dazzling among the crowd!]

[You were a little dazed for a moment. Besides that, the most important thing was that this time, Furina saw you. She tilted her head and smiled sweetly at you, her eyes like crescent moons! This smile made you completely burn with anger!]

"Ahhhhhhhhhh.....Why did you ignite the fire again Furina...." He was just helplessly screaming as the plot was going under the bridge.

[That night, you lay on the creaking bed in the rental house, tossing and turning but unable to fall asleep. The moonlight shone on your face, reflecting your bloodshot eyes.]

[Your mind is full of Furina's beautiful legs, and you don't care that you won't have the energy to work tomorrow if you don't sleep so late.]

[At this moment, you start thinking about how to get close to her and confess your love to her!]

[After five minutes of mental struggle, your reckless character has overcome your rationality!]

[Never mind! Just figure it out first and talk about it when we meet!]

[You have made up your mind and go out immediately to Momang Palace!]

[However, when you get there, you realize that the top floor of Mo Mang Palace is not accessible to people like you!]

[The security guard saw through your evil intentions and drove you out with disgust, and even warned you not to think about it!]

[You ignored him, because your mind was full of beautiful legs and Furina's sweet smile.]

[You start to wander around, trying to wait for Furina to come out for a walk.]

[But at the same time, you also know that at this late hour, Furina was not sleeping in the suite, so how could she possibly come out and wander around?]

[Everything you do is in vain. But you still don't want to give up! Just for the legs!]

[You just wander aimlessly around Mo Mang Palace in self-deception.]

[Godalways gives opportunities to those who are persistent.]

[Finally, at twelve o'clock in the morning, in a small alley, you saw the long-awaited legs... No, it was Furina. ]

[At this moment, she is holding a cat bar and feeding stray cats. A bright smile is on her face, and you find yourself falling more and more in love with Furina, a loving woman with beautiful legs!]

[You went up to greet her. Fortunately, Furina still remembered you and was not on guard against you.]

[You were strolling around while chatting about cats and dogs. You lured her to a place one kilometer outside Fontaine City on the pretext of taking her to see the big baby.]

[Furina was a little confused and was about to ask you why you came here?]

[At this time, you suddenly turned around, fiercely grabbed Furina's shoulders, and then confessed with a serious face: Furina, please help me give birth to a child!]

"What the hell?!"

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