Of course it's fake

Early morning, Lin Yu walked along the nearly empty road with a single-strap bag slung over his shoulder, his mind clearly elsewhere.

He was pondering one question: how would the second steamy scene involving the second female lead, Xia Muzhu, play out?

After all, only by knowing this could he steer the plot’s development and avoid the impending tragedy.

After a night of deep contemplation, Lin Yu had come up with a few preliminary theories.

Theory One: Xia Muzhu’s timid younger brother, Xia Yueshan, gets bullied at school. Later, the bullies coincidentally catch sight of Xia Yueshan’s stunningly beautiful older sister, develop lustful intentions, and visit their home under the guise of friendship—leading to the kind of scene everyone can easily imagine.

But this plotline…

Felt a bit too tame.

Lin Yu rubbed his chin. Though he had forgotten all the details about Xia Muzhu’s second steamy scene, he vaguely remembered the emotional devastation it had inflicted on his younger self.

It was like an endless inferno.

Critical hit plus true damage!

That scene must have been ridiculously dramatic and over-the-top.

His current theory seemed too bland in comparison.

It’s the kind of thing you’d see all the time in NTR-themed adult comics!

With that in mind, his second theory seemed far more aligned with the original story’s penchant for shock value.

Theory Two: After submitting to the delinquent (the "yellow-haired" antagonist), the second female lead realizes he never kept his promise to protect her younger brother, who continues to suffer relentless bullying at school.

Furious, she storms into the school to demand justice—only to catch the eye of either the bullies or some greasy, pot-bellied teacher or administrator, triggering the second steamy scene.

At this thought, Lin Yu’s brows furrowed, his pupils dilating in sudden realization.

Holy hell.

He had only told the Black Blood Gang to stop harassing Xia Muzhu’s brother—he hadn’t done anything about the kid’s school life!

Rubbing his temples in frustration, Lin Yu felt the second theory growing more plausible by the second.

No way.

He had to check on Xia Yueshan at No. 14 High School.

If he could see the boy’s situation firsthand, he could confirm or dismiss his suspicions.

Perfect timing, too.

He could also check whether the boy from the adult comic was actually enrolled there.

Squinting slightly, Lin Yu steeled his resolve to visit the school.

"Brother Long."

A soft, gentle voice snapped him out of his thoughts. He turned toward the sound and froze, staring blankly at the girl who had spoken.

Who the hell are you?

The girl had soft black hair cascading over her shoulders, bright dark eyes, and plump pink lips—the very image of a sweet yet mischievous high school girl.

Lin Yu frowned, studying her familiar-yet-unfamiliar face.

A character from the adult comic?

Didn’t seem like it.

Someone the delinquent knew?

No, that wasn’t it either.

Who was she?

Did he know her?

Lin Yu kept staring, but the answer remained just out of reach, the sense of familiarity growing stronger yet frustratingly elusive.

The girl’s smile widened at his puzzled expression. She clasped her hands behind her back, standing playfully in place, letting him scrutinize her while she waited for him to remember.

Something about her grin triggered a flash of recognition. After a moment’s hesitation, Lin Yu ventured a guess in a tone even he found hard to believe:

"Gu Yue?"

"Got it right!"

She threw her hands up in mock celebration, laughing.

"Holy—"

"You—"

Lin Yu barely held back another curse. He gaped at Gu Yue, who looked nothing like her former self, struggling to find words. Finally, he managed to blurt out:

"How the hell did you turn into… this?"

"You look just like Tang Manman now."

"What, you don’t like it?"

Gu Yue lifted her arms slightly and spun in a light, graceful circle.

"Why would I care? You planning to marry me or something?"

Lin Yu rolled his eyes and turned away, resuming his walk toward school—completely missing the way Gu Yue’s cheeks flushed pink, her usual liveliness dimming as she stood there, suddenly awkward.

Only when he was a dozen meters ahead did she snap out of it and jog after him.

Catching the faint scent of perfume as she caught up, Lin Yu glanced at her and smirked.

"Honestly, this look suits you way better."

"Beats that wannabe-delinquent phase you had going on."

Gu Yue puffed up in indignation.

"Don’t even start!"

"You didn’t say a word when I cried my makeup off last Sunday!"

"Then you took me out for barbecue, and I couldn’t figure out why everyone kept staring at me!"

"Didn’t realize how awful I looked until I got home!"

She raised a hand halfway, pretending to swat at his smug grin, but hesitated and let it drop.

"Really? I thought you looked kinda cute."

Lin Yu kept a straight face, lying effortlessly.

"R-really?"

Gu Yue’s face reddened further, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Of course not!"

Lin Yu burst out laughing.

"You looked like a swamp witch! Cute? Yeah, right!"

"Lin Yu!"

Gu Yue shrieked, chasing after him as he sprinted ahead, still cackling.