"Why do you have to leave so early?"
"It's only June—you still have a long time before school starts, right?"
Xia Yueshan asked, clearly unable to understand.
"Because there are other things I need to take care of."
Lin Yu didn’t want to explain Tang Manman’s situation to Xia Yueshan, so he brushed off the question.
"Then, after you’re done, can you come back?"
Xia Yueshan asked pitifully. Ever since he heard that Lin Yu wouldn’t be returning even during holidays, his frown hadn’t eased.
"No."
"I’ll be going to N City for work, and once I’m done, I’ll just prepare for school directly."
Xia Yueshan’s brows furrowed even tighter, his face practically dripping with sorrow and frustration.
The night was long, but the way home was short.
Lin Yu led Xia Yueshan into the residential complex, nodding slightly in greeting to the familiar faces of the security guards in uniform.
One of the guards, slumped drowsily in his chair, perked up the moment he saw Lin Yu. His bleary eyes snapped open, and he flashed an ingratiating smile.
But sensing that Lin Yu didn’t want to make a scene, he simply grinned eagerly and didn’t make any further moves.
"If you ever run into danger or trouble again, you can call me. Or you can even ask the security guards here for help."
Once inside the complex, Lin Yu patted Xia Yueshan’s shoulder and gave him this reminder.
Xia Yueshan remained sullen, his mood so foul he didn’t even feel like speaking.
After walking Xia Yueshan all the way to his building, Lin Yu saw that his face was still drooping, so he patted his shoulder again and comforted him:
"Don’t be sad."
"All good things must come to an end."
"If fate allows, we’ll meet again someday!"
"Go on home now."
"Don’t keep your sister waiting."
Lin Yu gave Xia Yueshan’s shoulder another pat, urging him to hurry inside.
Xia Yueshan took two steps forward, then stopped and turned back, reluctant to leave. Seeing Lin Yu’s warm, gentle smile, the thought that this might be their last meeting made him even more heartbroken.
He turned back around and headed for the stairwell, just as he was steeling himself to accept the painful reality of Lin Yu’s departure—when a sudden, sharp pain interrupted his melancholy.
Xia Yueshan yelped, immediately clutching his backside.
By the time he realized what had happened and spun around, Lin Yu was already sprinting away, his figure rapidly disappearing into the night.
Gritting his teeth and rubbing his stinging rear, Xia Yueshan hopped on one foot and roared at the distant, nearly vanished silhouette:
"Long Aotian!"
"You just wait!!!"
...
Xia Yueshan angrily shoved open the door, furious at Lin Yu for being such a jerk—and at himself for letting his guard down and falling victim to such a cheap shot!
The moment he stepped inside, he noticed his sister’s gaze fixed on him.
Or, more accurately, fixed on the space behind him.
Confused, Xia Yueshan glanced over his shoulder. Seeing nothing, he closed the door behind him.
"Xiaoshan."
"I just heard you shout—"
"Was that Lin Yu?"
Xia Muzhu’s sapphire-blue almond eyes shimmered with hopeful light, her lips curling unconsciously into a smile.
"Uh..."
Xia Yueshan scratched his head guiltily and mumbled,
"Yeah, he came, but he just dropped me off downstairs and left..."
"Oh..."
"I see..."
The light in Xia Muzhu’s eyes dimmed instantly, losing all its earlier brilliance—like a layer of gray mist settling over a once-vibrant blue sea.
Her smile lingered, but now it twisted into a bitter, self-mocking grimace.
"I—I’ll go wash the dishes."
"I haven’t cleaned up yet."
Xia Muzhu stood up from the couch, her spirit broken, and shuffled toward the kitchen.
Watching his sister’s despondent figure, Xia Yueshan felt a pang of guilt.
That bastard Lin Yu!
How dare he break my sister’s heart like this!
I—
I...
"Ugh!"
Xia Yueshan let out a heavy sigh.
He lamented the fact that there was really nothing he could do about it.
He couldn’t beat Lin Yu in a fight, couldn’t make him stay, and couldn’t even find a proper reason to blame him.
The more he thought about it, the more suffocated he felt. He wanted to retreat to his room and punch his sandbag to vent his frustration.
But just as he turned to take a step, he paused, his gaze drifting back to the figure busying herself in the kitchen.
Lin Yu was leaving.
Should he tell his sister?
Xia Yueshan was torn.
If he told her, she’d be devastated.
She was already heartbroken today—would delivering this news, which would surely hurt her even more, be too cruel?
But if he didn’t tell her, and Lin Yu left without her knowing… would they ever get another chance to meet?
Would she resent him for keeping it from her?
After standing there for only a short while, Xia Yueshan made up his mind.
Tell her.
He had to tell her.
What if it played out like one of those TV dramas?
His sister, upon hearing the news, finally confronts her feelings.
She rushes to the airport—or the train station, or wherever—to intercept Lin Yu and pour out her heart in a passionate confession!
And then…
Would there be a happy ending?
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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?!
spital. Good news: I've bound a system. Bad news: I'm still a baby. "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, do not bully the middle-aged for being poor — Divorce Comeback System." "Your marriage may have failed, but your luck in love has never run dry. Your childhood sweetheart, out of contact for twenty years, reappears. Her beauty remains, yet her eyes are brimming with tears." [Listen to the childhood sweetheart's sorrowful story.] Chen Zhi looked down at the diaper he was wearing, then at the little childhood sweetheart crying her heart out beside him, and fell into deep thought. Can anyone relate? I'm having a midlife crisis at an age where even rolling over is a struggle.
