Lin Yu: "..."
Big Head.
The sudden nickname didn’t surprise Lin Yu at all.
Though it did feel a bit...
His head wasn’t even that big!
The title was a serious mismatch.
As he pondered this, Lin Yu absentmindedly touched his face...
And that’s when it hit him.
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Something was off.
Why was his face swollen, making it look twice its usual size?
His head... really did seem bigger now!
The laws of the dream world?
The moment he opened his eyes, the dream must’ve automatically molded him into the face of someone "familiar."
Wearing someone else’s skin to act shamelessly—how was that any different from cuckolding himself?
Lin Yu steadied himself after a moment.
No choice.
When you’re out in the world, identities are handed to you by others.
On their turf, they decide who you are—no room for argument.
As for what the "Big Head" persona entailed, he’d have to figure it out step by step.
One thing was certain: he wasn’t a ride-hailing driver!
In this era, ride-hailing apps hadn’t even fully spread to second- and third-tier cities yet, let alone a remote mountain village.
Judging by Fang Xinran’s reaction, he was probably someone she knew fairly well.
Lin Yu nodded along and said,
"Yeah, I saw you drinking here and dozing off, so I came over."
"Didn’t expect you to sleep so soundly—right up till now."
The next moment—
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
Lin Yu: "???"
What was this about?
He thought his response was pretty smooth.
How could it trigger a dream collapse effect?!
He didn’t have to wonder for long. Fang Xinran gave him the answer.
"Big Head, have you been to the big cities these past few years?"
"Your accent’s changed—your Mandarin sounds so polished now!"
Lin Yu: "..."
So that was the issue.
Sis, we’re in a dream—can’t you cut me some slack?
Give me a decent way out, will you?
Lin Yu played along, nodding affirmatively:
"Yep, I’ve been to the big cities too."
"Xinran, didn’t you just come back from one? Your accent sounds about the same as mine now."
Fang Xinran dusted herself off and handed Lin Yu his jacket:
"The city I went to wasn’t that big—just where I studied."
"My parents have been nagging me about marriage again today, so I got annoyed and came out for a drink."
"How’ve you been these years? Still chasing after Little Cui in the village?"
As she spoke, Fang Xinran started walking, shooting Lin Yu a glance to signal him to join her.
From the first time he’d met her, Fang Xinran had always struck Lin Yu as someone who tried too hard to fit in, to make others laugh.
This composed version of her was something he’d never seen before.
Was this the confidence of being back in her "comfort zone"?
Seemed like Lin Yu’s dream persona was Fang Xinran’s childhood friend from the village.
A childhood friend with an "official pairing"—Little Cui!
That instantly killed any chance of "self-cuckolding" tonight.
So why had he even entered the dream?
Just to chat about stars, moons, and life ideals?
Lin Yu’s mind raced. As Fang Xinran began to walk away, he called out:
"Xinran, wait up!"
"I’ve got a friend from the city—he went to the same school as you. Let me introduce you."
"I’ve got something to handle right now, so how about he keeps you company?"
"He’s a great guy, and he even... writes poetry and essays!"
It sounded like a flimsy excuse to bow out.
But the moment he mentioned "poetry and essays," everything else became irrelevant.
With girls, you really had to cater to their interests.
At the words "poetry and essays," Fang Xinran’s eyes lit up brighter than the moon.
Bright and useless, useless yet bright.
"R-really?"
"Big Head, you know someone like that?"
"Where is he? Can I meet him?"
Lin Yu pointed at Fang Xinran and said:
"Xinran, just wait right here. I’ll go get him for you."
"Don’t move—he only recognizes this old tree."
"If you leave, you’ll miss him."
"Oh, and his poetry and essays have won national awards!"
Fang Xinran: "!!!"
Seeing his words had effectively frozen Fang Xinran in place, Lin Yu quickly dashed off, ducking into a random alley.
Once he was sure he was out of sight, he conjured a mirror out of thin air.
Staring at the stranger in the reflection, Lin Yu took a deep breath.
Now this was real-life shape-shifting!
So what if it was the dream’s law?
He had his own!
Lin Yu’s mastery of the dream’s laws far surpassed Fang Xinran’s.
With a single thought, his reflection morphed back into his original appearance.
Whether Fang Xinran would recognize him immediately—he couldn’t worry about that now.
After a brief wait, Lin Yu stepped back out and headed toward Fang Xinran.
When she saw "Big Head’s" friend appear, Fang Xinran gasped in shock:
"Lin... Lin, is that you? You’re Big Head’s friend?"
"Haha, what are the odds? The world really is full of surprises!"
[Ding!]
[Masterful move—reuniting with the teleportation array attendant in the mundane world, making her feel the whimsy of fate!]
[Reward: 20 spirit stones.]
Lin Yu inwardly cheered.
Nice, very nice.
Not only was there no dreaded "buzzing," but he’d also earned a reward for serendipity.
Even better, Fang Xinran’s subconscious had outright confirmed his identity.
Now things would be much smoother.
"Senior Fang, it really is you!"
"When Big Head mentioned your name, I thought it might just be a coincidence."
"I came here hoping against hope—seeing you makes me so happy!"
Such joy couldn’t just be expressed in words.
It had to be backed by action.
Lin Yu grinned and opened his arms, pulling Fang Xinran into a hug.
Normally, if a not-so-close friend of the opposite sex suddenly hugged you, you’d feel awkward or tense.
But to his surprise—
Fang Xinran hugged him back.
Tighter than he’d hugged her.
When they pulled apart, Fang Xinran was beaming.
"Lin, then you must be really happy!"
Lin Yu: "Yeah, I... huh?"
Wait, what?
That was backwards!
Lin Yu: I’m so happy.
Fang Xinran: Then you must be so happy.
Even in dreams, she couldn’t resist a dry joke, huh?
Fang Xinran, noticing Lin Yu’s confusion, added:
"I said you must be happy because you’ve hit three of life’s greatest joys tonight!"
Lin Yu: "Do explain..."
Fang Xinran first pointed at herself:
"Meeting an old friend in a distant land!"
Then raised her liquor bottle:
"Finding a kindred spirit over drinks!"
Lin Yu: "..."
Fine, he’d give her the second one. But what was the third?
Fang Xinran finally gestured at the wide village road:
"No traffic during evening rush hour!"
"Lin, let’s take a walk together?"
Lin Yu: "..."
Oh, for—
Alright, fine.
When it came to killing the mood, Lin Yu was no match for Senior Fang.
But life wasn’t just about three joys.
Tonight, he’d force a few more.
...
(Here's an extra update for today. I'll continue with more tomorrow. Going to rest and recharge a bit earlier tonight. Goodnight, everyone!)
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