Early in the morning, Lin Yu lay in bed, reluctant to move until his soul finally woke up. Only then did he drag himself out to wash up.
Washing his face, brushing his teeth.
Staring at the mirror, he noticed his right cheek seemed slightly paler. Instinctively, he lifted the strands of yellow hair covering the left side of his face and compared.
Well, damn.
The moment he saw how much darker his right cheek suddenly looked, Lin Yu scowled and silently let the yellow hair fall back into place.
At least these strands are good for something.
It was Sunday. As he brushed his teeth, Lin Yu mentally ran through his to-do list.
First, his homework—still untouched. Yesterday, he’d been too busy scheming how to get closer to the second female lead, Xia Muzhu, to spare it a single thought.
Speaking of Xia Muzhu, Lin Yu picked up his phone and sent her a few carefully selected videos about female victims—something he’d prepared the night before. Watching the messages get marked as "read" almost instantly, he kept brushing his teeth while sighing inwardly.
Xia Muzhu, sending you these videos during the day is the last bit of kindness I’ll show you.
Don’t blame me.
This is for your own good!
Soon, Xia Muzhu replied with a horrified emoji of a yellow-faced figure.
Lin Yu typed back quickly:
"Hey, you gotta be extra careful when you’re out alone, sis."
"You never know what might happen. Always carry that stun gun—it’ll save your life when it counts!"
"Got it! (hamster nodding sticker)"
With that brief exchange over, Lin Yu flipped his phone face-down on the dresser and refocused on his tasks.
Daily Xia Muzhu scare mission—complete!
That left just homework and whatever Li Yuan wanted from him today.
Lin Yu grumbled internally.
Homework wasn’t urgent. Given his reputation at school, skipping it wouldn’t be a big deal—worst case, they’d call his parents.
But that wasn’t a concern.
After all, this was a world of erotic comics, not horror novels!
So, only one task remained.
Li Yuan had asked him to meet at the mahjong parlor. No clue what it was about.
Might as well check it out.
Perfect timing.
Time to scam some money.
...
"It’s ready. Take this to Qinqin."
Tang’s mother handed a thermos to Tang Manman, adding,
"Make sure you watch her finish the chicken soup. I added astragalus as the doctor recommended—she hates the taste. If you don’t keep an eye on her, she’ll just share it with the other patients in the ward the second you leave."
"Okay."
Tang Manman nodded obediently, taking the heavy silver thermos and tucking it into a yellow cloth bag.
"Oh, and Yu Kai wants to visit Qinqin too. He’ll be here soon—wait for him and go together."
Tang’s mother added.
After a brief hesitation, Tang Manman agreed without protest.
Yu Kai arrived shortly after. Once Tang Manman said goodbye to her mother, she left with him, heading toward the hospital.
Along the way, Yu Kai kept the conversation going while Tang Manman listened quietly, offering only the occasional response.
After much reflection, she wasn’t angry with Yu Kai anymore. She’d settled into her new perspective.
They were never more than childhood friends. For him to step in when she was being bullied was already more than she could ask.
Even if it hadn’t ended well.
How could she, as just a friend, expect anything more from him?
With that in mind, Tang Manman stopped keeping a cold face. When Yu Kai said something amusing, she even smiled politely.
Unaware of her thoughts, Yu Kai exhaled in relief at her smile, assuming he’d been forgiven. His whole demeanor relaxed.
As they neared the bus stop, Tang Manman suddenly froze.
A familiar figure stood outside a pharmacy.
Lin Yu?
Unsure, she stopped and studied the tall, lean silhouette by the pharmacy entrance.
When the figure turned slightly, she finally confirmed it—his trademark yellow hair, covering part of his face, was unmistakable.
But why was he hurt again?
Tang Manman’s eyes locked onto the thick bandages wrapped around Lin Yu’s head. A thought struck her.
Or had his old injury never healed?
Without another second’s hesitation, she sprinted toward him.
"Lin Yu!"
She called out as she reached him. When he turned, his expression twisted into a familiar look of annoyance—you again?—she felt a pang of hurt, but more than that, a strange, comforting familiarity.
Today’s Lin Yu was the cold-but-decent version!
"Lin Yu, are you... hurt again?"
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