"You're still lying to me."
"I already know everything. That girl was someone you hired to trick me."
"You even gave her five hundred yuan, didn't you?"
"..."
Lin Yu opened his mouth, wanting to deny it, but he couldn’t find the words.
The fact that Tang Manman could say all this meant she already knew everything. There was no point in trying to argue.
"Why did you lie to me about having a girlfriend?"
Tang Manman sniffled, her nose red from crying. Gone was her usual gentle, timid demeanor—now she pressed on relentlessly.
Why did I lie to you?
Looking at Tang Manman’s tear-streaked face, Lin Yu truly didn’t know how to answer that question.
How could he explain it to her?
Tell her the truth?
Admit that he did it because he was afraid she’d fall for him, so he faked having a girlfriend to crush any hope she might have?
Wouldn’t that sound ridiculously conceited?
He’d probably just come off as arrogant.
Or should he tell her the truth about this world?
Explain that this was just a comic book world, and he had to stay ten thousand miles away from her to prevent the story from collapsing into chaos?
If he said that, he’d probably get locked up in a mental institution.
Lin Yu was at a loss, unable to come up with a proper response.
"Say something!"
After waiting a moment and getting no answer, Tang Manman’s voice trembled as she pressed him again.
"Say what? What’s there to say?"
Under her relentless questioning, Lin Yu couldn’t think of a good answer, so he abandoned logic altogether and turned the tables, adopting a defiant, careless attitude.
"So what if I lied to you?"
"You’re gullible, so I felt like tricking you. What’s the problem?"
Lin Yu channeled the unreasonable arrogance of a delinquent, snapping back at her.
"And another thing."
"What’s with this whole act of yours?"
"I thought you didn’t like me."
"Yet here you are, barging in first thing in the morning to interrogate me over something so trivial?"
"Don’t you have anything better to do?"
"Get out of here!"
"Stop making trouble for no reason!"
Lin Yu lashed out at Tang Manman in one breath, then tried to slam the door shut before she could react—playing the coward and retreating into his shell.
Oh, right!
And that damn Cheng Ya!
Screw you!
Give me my money back!
The dark-blue steel security door flew toward its frame under Lin Yu’s pull.
But in the next second—
A sound.
The door stopped moving.
"I like you!"
"Wh-what?"
Lin Yu gripped the door handle with one hand, his shocked gaze cutting through the half-open gap. Tang Manman stood there, crying even harder now, and for a moment, he couldn’t believe his ears.
"Tang Manman, what did you say?"
Lin Yu asked again, disbelief thick in his voice.
"I said,"
"Lin Yu,"
Tang Manman sniffled, her voice trembling.
"I like you."
...
If the human mind were an endless plain, then one’s convictions and stubbornness would be the towering mountains rising from it.
The clearer the belief, the deeper the obsession—the higher and more unshakable those mountains became.
But right now, Lin Yu suddenly realized that those once-imposing peaks had blurred into obscurity.
It was as if a thick fog had rolled in, carried by Tang Manman’s tearful words straight into his mind.
The mist spread quickly, turning into layers of hazy gauze that draped over those sky-piercing summits.
Stay away from the four female leads?
Couldn’t see them anymore.
The hardships of a long-distance relationship?
The gap between their futures?
Even those seemed to fade into the background.
All rational voices in his ears scattered like dust in the wind, dissolving into faint, indistinct whispers.
Lin Yu looked at Tang Manman outside the door—her eyes brimming with tears, hopeful yet nervous—and felt his heart melt.
His lips trembled uncontrollably, and he bit them nervously.
Staring at her delicate face, flushed from either crying or embarrassment, the emotions in his chest grew brighter, sharper.
Swallowing hard, Lin Yu took a deep breath, ready to speak from the heart—
But then, a soft, almost teasing voice whispered gently in his ear.
"Senior year of high school is a critical time. I wouldn’t want Manman getting into a relationship—it might affect her grades and ruin her future."
"Don’t you agree?"
"Lin Yu?"
That gentle sentence sent an icy gale howling through Lin Yu’s mind.
No—
Not just a gale.
A full-blown storm.
The violent winds tore away the delicate mist, leaving the mountains of conviction and reason standing stark and undeniable once more.
"Hah."
"Hah!"
Lin Yu let out two cold laughs—the second louder, as if the first hadn’t been bitter enough.
"You like me?"
He pointed at himself with one finger, sneering.
"So what?"
"Is that supposed to be some grand achievement?"
"Tang Manman, I’m sure plenty of people at school like you too."
"What?"
"Are you going to take responsibility for every single one of them?"
"Tang Manman."
"You like me."
"That has nothing to do with me."
"Do you understand?"
"I don’t like someone like you."
"Just look at you."
"Dull, boring, stiff as a board—flat as a plank too. You’re just not interesting, got it?"
"Can you stop clinging to me from now on?"
Lin Yu forced his voice steady, straining to sound annoyed.
Across from him, Tang Manman seemed stunned.
Her face visibly paled, her slightly reddened eyes wide and unblinking.
Lin Yu could see it clearly—how the hope in her eyes shattered, how the sparkling gemstones turned into lifeless rubble.
Unable to bear the sight, Lin Yu lowered his head and pulled the door shut.
His voice was hoarse as he muttered one last thing:
"Get lost."
"And don’t ever bother me again."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
