"Phew... it's finally over."
Ye Feng slowly removed his mask and threw both his outer clothing and the mask into the sewer.
Gazing at the cavern Su Yuxin had fled from, his heart was filled with mixed emotions.
"I need to leave quickly... now there’s one more person I owe an apology to."
......
"Ring-ring~"
The sound of a phone ringing echoed as Ye Feng, standing not far from the mall, answered the call.
"Hello?"
"Sniff... sniff..."
"Yu... Yuxin! What’s wrong?"
"Ye... Ye Feng, can you come find me? I don’t even know where I am right now."
Su Yuxin’s sobbing voice came through the phone, each cry like a knife twisting in Ye Feng’s heart.
"Alright, Yuxin, send me your location. I’ll be right there."
Just as Ye Feng was about to hang up and head out, Su Yuxin hastily spoke again.
"No! Don’t hang up, Ye Feng... please..."
Her voice trembled with fear, barely holding back another wave of tears.
"...Okay."
Ye Feng simply uttered a quiet agreement before falling silent. The weight of guilt grew heavier with each girl he had harmed, taking a toll on his spirit.
After a few minutes, following the address Su Yuxin had sent, Ye Feng stepped into a secluded alleyway. Yet, after scanning the area, he couldn’t spot her. He pressed the phone to his lips and called out softly.
"Yuxin, I’m here. You can come out now."
"Ye... Ye Feng... I’m behind you..."
Hearing her shaky voice, Ye Feng turned and saw Su Yuxin hiding inside a cardboard box, a few strands of her golden hair peeking out.
"Yuxin!"
He rushed over and, upon reaching the box, found her curled up inside, knees pressed to her chest, trembling uncontrollably.
"Yuxin, it’s alright now."
"Ye... Ye Feng..."
The moment she saw him, Su Yuxin scrambled to her feet and threw herself into his arms, bursting into loud, heart-wrenching sobs.
"Waaah... Ye Feng... I was so scared! I thought I’d never see you again... sniff..."
Holding her close, Ye Feng’s heart ached even more. Each tear she shed felt like another wound carved into his conscience.
How could he call himself her protector when he was the one who had terrified her like this? He was a failure.
"I’m sorry... I’m so sorry, Yuxin..."
As time passed, her crying gradually quieted.
"Ye... Ye Feng, why are you apologizing? You didn’t do anything wrong..."
Su Yuxin wiped her tears and looked up at him with curious, red-rimmed eyes.
"Because..."
Ye Feng hesitated, but in the end, he chose honesty. The guilt was eating him alive. Even if his intentions were to make amends, the damage was already done. If this left scars on her heart, he would never forgive himself.
Better to confess everything. Even if she hated him, even if she never wanted to see him again—at least the truth would be out.
"Because the one who hurt you... was me."
The words finally left his lips. He lowered his head, bracing himself for the fallout.
"...Huh?"
Su Yuxin froze, stunned into silence.
"Ye Feng, what did you just say? I... I think I misheard."
"I said I was the one who kidnapped you. I planned the whole thing."
"Wh... what? That’s not funny, Ye Feng! I know you’re just trying to make me feel better—"
"It’s the truth. I’m the reason you suffered like this."
"Stop joking! This isn’t something to laugh about!"
Su Yuxin frowned, staring at him with disbelief. But when she saw Ye Feng’s closed eyes, his expression resigned as if waiting for punishment, her breath hitched.
"The rabbit mask. The sewer. It was all me."
At those words, Su Yuxin’s face went pale. The alley fell into an oppressive silence.
"...Liar. Why... why would you...?"
Her voice was barely a whisper, her eyes begging for an explanation.
"Why would you do this, Ye Feng? Did I... do something to make you hate me?"
Hearing her fragile voice, Ye Feng opened his eyes and met her gaze.
"Yuxin, I’m sorry."
"No! Don’t apologize! I don’t want apologies—I want the truth! Why did you do this? Why?"
She kept repeating the question, desperate for an answer. She was terrified—terrified that every moment they’d shared had been a lie.
"I’m sorry, Yuxin. There are things I can’t tell you."
"Can’t tell... even me?"
"......"
His silence was answer enough.
"...So, from the very beginning, you planned all this?"
The light in Su Yuxin’s emerald-green eyes dimmed, the warmth in them replaced by hollow despair.
"Yes."
"...Liar. None of this is real..."
She shook her head, unable to process the betrayal. It was as if a beautiful dream had shattered, leaving only cold, harsh reality.
Just as her eyes darkened completely, a sudden realization struck her—a single glimmer of hope in the night sky.
"Then... why did you tell me the truth? If you’d just pretended, I’d never have known..."
"Because... I couldn’t bear to let someone as kind as you suffer because of me."
At those words, a flicker of life returned to her gaze.
"So... you let me escape on purpose?"
"...Yes."
"But why go this far?"
"I’m sorry."
Seeing his refusal to elaborate, Su Yuxin sensed something deeper.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to explain—
He couldn’t.
ial death, also known as "shè sǐ" in Chinese, generally refers to... well, never mind, it's not important. My name is Ye Cheng, and I'm about to experience social death firsthand. ... 【Host, your mission is to confess your love to the young lady of the Dongfang family, the current student council president, in a way that will be unforgettable for everyone at the freshman ceremony!】 【Host, assist the girl with a sprained ankle in front of you to reach the infirmary, and fulfill the wicked thoughts in your heart!】 【Host, act on your desires and punish the arrogant young lady before you mercilessly!】 【Host, follow your instincts—abandon shameful surrender, begging, or groveling, and ruthlessly criticize the domineering, ill-mannered young lady in front of you!】 【Host...】 Ye Cheng: "Here, here, you take this host role—I quit!" Wait, why is the girl with a sprained ankle the daughter of a mafia boss? And what kind of punishment method is this for the arrogant young lady? Also, who the heck said anything about wicked thoughts in my heart? Come out here, let’s settle this one-on-one!!! ... The haughty student council president, the scheming mafia princess, the fragile yandere young lady, the airheaded maid-in-waiting, the mixed-blood loli/...
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
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."
