Absolutely not

In the pitch-black darkness, Lin Yu lay on his bed, quietly pondering a very serious question.

Had his memories been tampered with?

For instance, perhaps some memories related to adult manga plots had been sealed away by some unknown force, which was why he couldn’t recall those scenes no matter how hard he tried.

After a moment of contemplation, Lin Yu quickly dismissed the possibility.

If his memories had been altered, he shouldn’t remember anything about the third and fourth female leads who were supposed to appear later.

Right now, he had no clue about the third female lead’s details.

But he remembered everything about the fourth female lead perfectly!

A loli, an outdoor encounter, a plot where she throws herself at him, and...

As he kept thinking, Lin Yu’s eyes suddenly flew open, all traces of sleepiness vanishing in an instant.

Wait a minute.

What the hell?

Why could he remember such bland scenes so clearly, yet completely blank out on Xia Muzhu’s mind-blowing, steamy two-part scene?

Damn it!

Could he actually be a full-blown lolicon?

The moment this possibility crossed his mind, Lin Yu couldn’t take it anymore. He shook his head rapidly, closed his eyes, and muttered like a self-hypnosis chant:

"No, no."

"It’s just too late."

"Yeah."

"Too late."

"I’m just tired and confused."

"That’s why all this nonsense is popping into my head."

"I don’t know the third female lead’s plot, and I don’t know the fourth female lead’s plot either."

"Yeah."

"Don’t know anything."

"Sleepy."

"Time to sleep."

"Sleep."

...

"Huh?"

"He dropped out?"

Lin Yu asked in surprise.

"Yeah," White Hair nodded.

"When did this happen?"

"Why did he drop out?"

"That big dummy didn’t get bullied again, did he?"

Lin Yu fired off three questions in a row, unable to comprehend why that guy who resembled Niu Dafei would suddenly leave school.

"No idea," White Hair shook his head.

"But it definitely wasn’t because someone bullied him. Who in this school would dare mess with him now?"

"With a sis—"

White Hair abruptly cut himself off mid-sentence, sensing Lin Yu’s icy, murderous glare beside him. He quickly corrected himself:

"With Tang Manman and Zhao Dahu around, everyone knows they’re under Brother Long’s protection now."

"Who’d be stupid enough to bully them?"

White Hair chuckled nervously, trying to smooth things over.

Satisfied with White Hair’s quick correction, Lin Yu finally looked away, silently mulling over the matter of Zhao Dahu—the fake Niu Dafei—dropping out.

Deep down, Lin Yu had always been suspicious of Zhao Dahu.

His appearance was just too bizarre.

It was like excavating the Sanxingdui ruins and suddenly finding a wall carved with a modern meme—a licking, grinning soyjak followed by the words "EXP +3." That was just plain wrong!

No way.

He had to check on this guy.

Who knows? Maybe Zhao Dahu was hiding some earth-shattering secret!

After school, Lin Yu got Zhao Dahu’s address from his homeroom teacher and set off to investigate.

But the moment he stepped out of the school gate, someone stopped him.

"Lin Yu?"

"Lin Yu!"

Two voices, filled with completely different emotions, called out simultaneously.

Lin Yu looked at the elegant and beautiful woman before him, along with the fuming teenage boy beside her. Without hesitation, he chose the beautiful woman, smiling as he spoke to her:

"Hello, Auntie Tang. I'm Lin Yu. Was there something you wanted to discuss with me?"

"There are a few things, yes."

Tang Yun nodded and said,

"But it’s not very convenient to talk here. How about I treat you to a meal? We can chat over dinner—what do you think?"

"Is there anything you’d like to eat?"

Tang Yun asked softly.

"I’m fine with anything."

Lin Yu replied, but then, remembering Tang Manman’s seemingly modest financial situation, he added,

"How about Sha City Snacks? There’s one nearby. Shall we go there?"

"That works."

Tang Yun nodded in agreement.

Just as the two were about to leave together, Xia Yueshan, who had been completely ignored the entire time, couldn’t take it anymore. He quickly stepped in front of Lin Yu and shouted,

"Lin Yu! You—"

Before Xia Yueshan could finish, Lin Yu grabbed his shoulder with one hand, spun him halfway around, and then lightly kicked him away.

"Get lost. I don’t have time for you right now."

Lin Yu turned his head and snapped at Xia Yueshan with a fierce glare.

But when he turned back to Tang Yun, his expression instantly shifted to one of polite deference, and he smiled as he said,

"Auntie, shall we go?"

"Oh, yes, of course."

Tang Yun glanced at the nearly stumbling teenager, then back at Lin Yu’s beaming face. She swallowed hard, her expression growing more serious.

His mood changes that fast?

He seems quite calculating...

If that’s the case, what Yu Kai said might actually be true...

Watching Lin Yu’s cheerful demeanor, she furrowed her brows slightly, making a silent resolution.

No!

Someone as scheming as him—if he ends up with Manman, wouldn’t he just toy with her like she’s some naive little fool?

I can’t let him be with Manman!

Not even after high school!

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