Upon receiving Xia Muzhu's message asking to meet, Lin Yu rushed over immediately.
Using his fingerprint to unlock the door, Lin Yu stepped inside, but the moment one foot crossed the threshold, a sinking feeling of impending disaster gripped him.
Following his instincts, he glanced toward the sofa—only for his probing gaze to collide directly with Xia Muzhu's icy stare.
Seeing her swollen, red-rimmed eyes and those emotionless, frigid blue irises, Lin Yu’s heart clenched. This is bad.
Damn it!
How had Xia Muzhu ended up crying like this?
Had he failed? Had the second intimate scene already happened without his knowledge?
No.
Lin Yu quickly dismissed the thought.
If Xia Muzhu had been violated, she might cry like this—but she wouldn’t have any reason to treat him with such coldness.
He hadn’t wronged her in any way.
Yet the way she looked at him now was as if he were the one who’d hurt her.
Lin Yu shook off his spiraling thoughts. The person in question was right in front of him—why not just ask?
"Zhu-zi Jie, what did you want to talk about?" he asked with his usual gentle smile.
Xia Muzhu said nothing. She just kept staring at him, her empty gaze seeming to pierce through his cheerful facade, as if scrutinizing his very soul.
Just as Lin Yu began to squirm under her scrutiny, she finally looked away. Lowering her head, her pale fingers swiped across her phone screen a few times before she lifted it, shoving the display toward him.
Sniffling, she spoke in a disturbingly calm voice.
"Take a look."
Baffled, Lin Yu approached.
Stopping in front of her, he leaned down—and the moment his eyes landed on the image, his pupils dilated. His blood ran cold.
What the hell?!
Where the fuck did this cursed photo come from?!
The spacious living room fell deathly silent, the only sounds their ragged breaths, suddenly deafening in the stillness.
Xia Muzhu’s azure eyes bore into him, and seeing his stunned reaction, her worst suspicions were confirmed. Tears welled in her eyes as she asked, voice trembling:
"Don’t you have anything to say?"
Lin Yu stared at the damning photo, at a complete loss for words.
What could he say?
Should he repeat the same excuse he’d given Xia Yueshan?
That he had the ability to foresee the future?
That he’d orchestrated all these schemes just to get close to her, to protect her from harm?
Hah.
In this situation, even an idiot wouldn’t buy that.
In the suffocating silence, Lin Yu lowered his gaze, refusing to look at the irrefutable evidence on the screen—or at Xia Muzhu’s tear-filled blue eyes.
"So it was all a lie."
"Wasn’t it?"
His silence was as good as admission. Xia Muzhu’s tears finally spilled over, rolling down her cheeks in heavy drops. She sniffled, but the sob in her voice was unmistakable.
"That night—you ‘saving’ me was fake."
"Getting robbed afterward was fake."
"You never even reported it to the police."
"Right?"
Her broken words hung in the air, each one a hammer slamming into Lin Yu’s chest.
Bitter regret filled him, but there was no way to explain.
This was an inescapable dead end.
After the barrage of accusations, silence reclaimed the room. Each second stretched unbearably long until Xia Muzhu finally spoke, delivering the death sentence to their relationship.
"Get out."
"I never want to see you again."
"And Xia Yueshan—"
"You’re not allowed to contact him either."
Hearing her finality, Lin Yu slowly straightened. Only then did he muster the courage to look at her.
Xia Muzhu had turned away, staring out the window, leaving him only her profile.
A pang of relief hit him.
At least…
At least I don’t have to meet her eyes.
Otherwise, this would hurt even more…
Watching the tears streak down her face, Lin Yu exhaled almost imperceptibly.
"I’m sorry," he whispered.
...
The door clicked shut.
Xia Muzhu whipped around—but the entryway was empty. Covering her face, she finally broke down into unrestrained sobs.
...
Downstairs, Lin Yu lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.
The harsh smoke burned his lungs, clearing his head slightly.
Goddammit!
This isn’t right!
None of this makes sense!
How could it be such a coincidence?
He’d only had that one meal with the white-haired thug—and just happened to get photographed?
And that photo just happened to fall into Xia Muzhu’s hands?
No.
This stinks to high heaven!
Was this the work of that damnable "Destiny"?
Lin Yu tilted his head up, squinting at the cloudless blue sky.
"You bastard," he muttered under his breath. "I won’t let you win."
After the quiet curse, he started walking toward the neighborhood gate, mind racing over his next steps.
He probably wouldn’t be able to loiter around Xia Muzhu’s place like before.
That meant shifting his focus to Xia Yueshan.
He’d have to keep protecting her, reinforcing the idea that the world was dangerous.
Only then could—
...
Lin Yu froze mid-step.
His eyes swept over the familiar apartment building, the street, the trees—and a flicker of confusion passed through his gaze.
That sensation just now…
What was that?
Frowning, he tried to grasp the fleeting, indescribable feeling.
Was it…
Dizziness?
No, not quite.
The familiar dread of entering a "scene"?
Not that either.
The harder he tried to pin it down, the deeper his frown became.
One thing was certain—it wasn’t the same eerie déjà vu that preceded those erotic plotlines.
He’d experienced that three times now.
Whether it was the first time on the school field, the second at the bar where he’d met Xia Muzhu, or the encounter with that unnamed third heroine—
That uncanny sensation always lasted two to three seconds.
And it was overpowering.
Like an insurmountable wall crashing toward you—impossible to ignore.
But this strange, fleeting feeling just now?
It hadn’t even lasted a fifth of a second.
More importantly, compared to the oppressive weight of the "scene" transitions…
This was like a wisp of mist-laden breeze, so light you’d miss it if you blinked.
The most crucial thing was this:
Upon entering the storyline, the eerie sense of familiarity made it feel as though the entire world was falling into place like puzzle pieces, each slotting precisely where they belonged.
There was hardly any room for error.
But the sensation just now lacked that methodical, puzzle-like cohesion.
It felt more like...
a fleeting, utterly ordinary moment.
A daze.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
