Summary of Volume Two

As per tradition, an offering!

Volume 2 Summary—again, feel free to skip it.

First, addressing the theories about the plot from most of the "Husbandos" (fans), I’ve skimmed through them, and while I can’t say they’re entirely wrong, they’re pretty much off the mark.

Purity—your purity levels are just too low.

Might I suggest playing more Valorant to sharpen that purity? (How did y’all know Haki drew the Recon Phantom skin?)

Alright, enough digressions—let’s talk about the story.

First, let me clarify: this is not an autobiography. Not an autobiography. NOT an autobiography. Anyone calling it one is just stirring the pot for clout. I’m sure most readers are just playing along with the meme—no one actually believes those "autobiography" claims, right?

That said, a lot of the content in this book does resonate with Haki’s personal emotions.

For example, many people criticize the protagonist for being a "scumbag."

I get the criticism, but I can’t help but notice the same people yelling, "Harem route! Harem route! If the author dares to leave out even one girl, I’m splitting my 5-star review into five installments!"

Haki: ?????

Seriously, dude?

That’s just setting me up for failure...

Honestly, writing this book, Haki’s self-insertion runs deep.

Personality-wise, I spoil my sister to an extreme degree—soft-hearted, yielding to tenderness but not force. The protagonist in the story is pretty much a mirror of that.

Of course, this doesn’t mean I cook three meals a day for her. I do occasionally, but I always make sure to wake her up for breakfast, even if I’m not home—I’ll call her.

No repetitive "Wake up, wake up, wake up..." nonsense. Instead, I tickle her feet. Works every time.

Quick note: Out of the four sisters, only one is my biological sister. The other three are my aunt’s kids, but since our families lived together growing up, we’re as close as real siblings.

Point is, Haki can’t say no to his sisters, so naturally, neither can the protagonist in the story.

But excessive spoiling comes with its own problems. In the novel, Little Man’s spoiled brat attitude is actually inspired by my real-life sister, who once said some really harsh, hurtful things to me. I won’t go into details, but it did sting. Eventually, the other three sisters ganged up on her, dragged her over to apologize, and I forgave her.

It’s understandable, though. Sometimes, the cruelest words are reserved for the closest people—because you know they’ll never leave, no matter what.

Okay, okay—moving on. Some "Husbandos" have called out the protagonist for being indecisive, stringing along both Shu Ning and Shu He.

Well... this is where some personal life lessons come into play.

Back when I’d just graduated, I took a solo trip to Bianliang during summer break. One night, I saw a girl around my age crouched on the sidewalk, crying. The street was dark, no lights—I thought it was unsafe, so I told her, "You can cry somewhere with more people around..." (Swear to god, I meant "somewhere safer," but it came out wrong.)

This was pure "main character syndrome" at work. I wasn’t even concerned about why she was crying—I just wanted to look cool, like something out of a movie, and got lost in my own delusions. (This mindset birthed the character Haki Yao.)

But she just kept crying, not saying a word. I figured I’d stick around—it was dark and deserted, after all.

Eventually, she stopped crying, and we started talking. Turned out she was a freshman at Henan University, crying over family issues (her dad’s debt, loan sharks harassing them).

Long story short, we ended up as each other’s first love.

Back then, I was so awkward—I couldn’t even hold her hand in public. If she linked arms with me, I’d pull away instantly. Just... painfully inexperienced.

We lasted a year, long-distance. Whenever I had time, I’d visit her in Kaifeng, bringing enough food for her entire dorm.

Then, out of nowhere, she started acting distant. Sometimes she’d leave my messages on read.

Panicking, I reached out to her roommate (and close friend), who—after all the free meals I’d treated her to—spilled the truth under my promise of secrecy: my girlfriend had been spending a lot of time with a senior, even eating meals together regularly.

It felt like the sky was falling.

We started fighting over little things until she unilaterally blocked me on everything.

I was wrecked for a long time. Then, a junior—my second girlfriend—started showing me a lot of care. To move on, I ended up with her.

We continued our sweet romance for over a week until, one evening, my first love suddenly showed up at my school, asking me to come out because she had something to say.

I was really torn at the time. She insisted she wouldn’t leave unless I came out, and being the indecisive idiot I was, I went to meet her.

As soon as we met, she crouched down and started crying.

It felt just like the first time we’d met—the déjà vu was overwhelming.

She said she was wrong, that she shouldn’t have acted the way she did, and all that, begging to get back together.

At first, I refused, but she kept crying relentlessly until past 2 a.m. Honestly, I shouldn’t have caved.

But she was my first love, and we’d shared a year together. In the end, I couldn’t bear it anymore and agreed to reconcile. (Go ahead and call me a scumbag—I deserve it.)

The problem was, I didn’t know how to break the news to my second girlfriend. I agonized over it for days before finally coming clean. (During that time, I was two-timing, which disgusts me even now. Feel free to roast me. Writing about the protagonist’s hesitation was painfully relatable—it hurt to put into words.)

In the end, I got back with my first love, but I realized I couldn’t love her as selflessly as before. Something just felt off, and it ate at me.

Eventually, she pushed me to my limit with a series of outrageous actions over two hours, until I snapped and yelled at her. Even though it was her fault, she latched onto the fact that I’d cursed at her, twisting it to make me the villain… and that was how we broke up.

This incident later inspired a certain plotline in the Public Service Department segment of the novel.

After the breakup, Hajizo (the protagonist) has stayed single ever since.

So… well… whatever. Everyone has their own story to tell.

The lesson Hajizo took from it all was this:

—Volume 3: "Kindness Is a Sin"