There was no Positive Emotion pollution. Although Negative Emotions were not rising quickly, they were still increasing at a decent rate. Overall, there should not have been anything to be dissatisfied with.
But Chen Yu knew that one could not judge a problem solely by appearances.
The cute catgirl chatting with you might very well be a burly man picking at his feet. The lovely white-stockinged maid at a convention might also be a cross-dressing man. The Loli Mom overflowing with maternal love might already be nine thousand seven hundred years old, and that online friend constantly shouting "give me five thousand" might just be Ultraman Tiga.
In short, appearances could be deceptive. Rushing in rashly would definitely leave him with memories he would never forget for the rest of his life—psychological trauma that would make him want to slap himself every time he remembered it.
If he got lost in the illusion that Positive Emotion was not increasing, some unknown person would absolutely jump out and stab him viciously.
Especially with the National College Entrance Examination approaching and his trip to the exam hall imminent, he could not afford any random mishaps.
After thinking for a long time, Chen Yu called Dao Lingyun. Her crisp voice, tinged with the softness of marshmallows, immediately came through. "Senior Brother~ What are you doing?"
"I need something from you."
"Then why don't we stay up and chat by candlelight? ●(^-^)"
Seeing the emoticon float out from his phone, Chen Yu frowned and asked, "—Are you with Ren Feihong?"
"Senior Brother, how did you tell?"
"The emoticons are floating out! Don't learn from Ren Feihong. The light pollution is way too severe!"
"But she said you admire her very much, Senior Brother. There shouldn't be a problem with me learning from her, right?"