A wall completely covered with photos made it genuinely difficult to spot any clues at first glance. It felt like playing a round of "Spot the Difference."
As Lin Yu stepped closer, he finally noticed it—on the right side of the wall were photos of him and Aunt Qimeng!
Holy crap!
Not just one…
There were two?!
Seems the matchmaking salesperson was really proud of their handiwork. Otherwise, why would they hang up two photos like that?
And upon closer inspection, the photos were arranged in a heart-shaped pattern. The edges formed a ring first, gradually filling in toward the center. The two photos of Lin Yu and Aunt Qimeng were placed along the right curve of the heart.
If Lin Yu were to tear them off later, the missing gap in the heart would look undeniably odd.
After locating the photos, Lin Yu kept an eye on Du Ruxue’s reaction.
Sigh.
With such an obvious, massive photo wall, who could possibly ignore it?
Du Ruxue had indeed glanced at it—just not as carefully as Lin Yu.
However, since she rarely got the chance to see things popular among young people, this up-close look genuinely piqued her interest.
"This event must be really popular, huh?"
"Look at all these photos—mostly young couples, right?"
"Pingchuan isn’t a big city, but there sure are a lot of young lovers here."
"I wonder if any of the girls from our apartment are on this wall?"
Du Ruxue mused aloud, half-joking.
Chen Qimeng: "!!!"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
If she hadn’t said anything, it would’ve been fine.
But that teasing remark sent the two nervous wrecks into full panic mode.
Was Aunt Ruxue about to…
Step closer for a better look?!
A reason—
They needed a reason, fast!
What plausible excuse could they use to stop Du Ruxue from approaching?
Lin Yu’s mind raced with tension.
A quick glance wasn’t the problem.
The real danger was her scrutinizing the wall up close!
With Aunt Ruxue’s sharp eyes, there was no way she’d miss their photos!
But right now, Lin Yu couldn’t think of a single convincing reason to stop her.
The order in which people entered your life was so damn important.
If only the saleswoman from earlier would reappear now!
Maybe her quick wit would pick up on the situation and bail him out.
But his savior had shown up too soon!
No choice.
He couldn’t just stand there and let disaster unfold.
Steeling himself, Lin Yu stepped forward, ready to intervene.
Just then—
A sudden exclamation nearby drew everyone’s attention.
"Lin Yu! What a coincidence!"
"Senior Sister Tiange, come look—guess who we ran into?"
Lin Yu: "Uh…"
Senior Sister Tiange?
Oh my god!
Her timing couldn’t have been more perfect!
Yesterday at the comic convention, she’d bought him time and saved the day.
And now, here she was again, miraculously rescuing him at the mall!
The two girls darted over, waving excitedly at Lin Yu.
Noticing the others with him, they also greeted Aunt Qimeng and Aunt Ruxue with cheerful waves:
"Hello, ladies! We’re, uh… classmates with him!"
"Haha, yeah, what a small world, running into you here."
The girls almost blurted out Lin Yu’s name but caught themselves.
Then it suddenly hit me—I didn’t even know Lin Yu’s name.
All I knew was that Lin Yu had cosplayed as Kaneki Ken yesterday and was from Pingchuan University.
Similarly,
Lin Yu also couldn’t recall the names of the two girls.
Judging by their faces, they were probably two of the seven "little flowers" from yesterday.
Xiang Tiange, dressed in a black mini dress, stepped out from behind the photo wall holding the freshly printed pictures she’d just picked up.
"Hey, it really is you, Lin Yu!"
Unlike the other two "flowers," Xiang Tiange remembered Lin Yu’s name vividly.
Her reaction upon seeing him was just as surprised.
Before coming to the mall, she had rewatched Lin Yu’s videos on Bilibili a few times.
And now, after such a short while, she was running into him in person!
"Xiang Tiange, I remember your name too. It’s quite memorable."
"Meeting again so soon!"
“Are you all here to take sisterhood photos? Where are you planning to put them up?”
Lin Yu casually positioned himself in front of the photo wall, subtly blocking the picture of him and Chen Qimeng.
The move was so natural that nothing seemed amiss.
No matter how sharp Du Ruxue was, she’d never guess that Lin Yu kept having people coincidentally bail him out.
Seizing the opportunity, Chen Qimeng quickly chimed in:
"Xiao Xue, let’s go take our photos first."
"Let Xiao Yu catch up with his classmates for a bit!"
Hearing Chen Qimeng’s voice, Xiang Tiange politely greeted her.
Du Ruxue smiled and nodded.
"Our Xiao Yu is so popular, surrounded by such lovely classmates."
"We’ll leave Xiao Yu in your hands. Bye-bye, beauties."
Lin Yu: "…"
That overly parental tone was a bit much for him to handle.
His life might be spared for now,
but his dignity was thoroughly wrecked!
Xiang Tiange and the other two couldn’t help but laugh.
Once the two aunties left, Lin Yu finally let out a relieved sigh.
However,
he still had to keep guarding the photo wall.
If Xiang Tiange saw it, things could still go south.
She was close with Little Chi—who knew if she’d start gossiping about it later?
Better safe than sorry!
"Lin Yu, who were those two just now?" Xiang Tiange asked curiously.
The two aunties—one gentle, the other coolly elegant—
looked ageless.
Lin Yu brushed it off casually.
"Oh, them? They’re… my older sisters."
Xiang Tiange gave a thumbs-up, impressed.
"Lin Yu, you’ve got some serious luck."
"Having two stunning older sisters like that!"
The other two "flowers" chimed in cheerfully:
"Yeah, yeah, must be nice being pampered by sisters, huh?"
"Of course it is! Look how willingly he’s accompanying them shopping—they must be really close."
Lin Yu wasn’t in the mood to dwell on the topic.
Noticing the photos in Xiang Tiange’s hand, he asked:
“Done already? Would I have the honor of admiring your sisterhood photos?”
Xiang Tiange handed them over without hesitation.
Only then did Lin Yu realize there was more than one—two others were tucked behind.
As he flipped through them, he remarked:
"With looks like yours, any pose turns out gorgeous."
Xiang Tiange beamed and playfully swatted his arm.
"Quite the smooth talker, no wonder Little Chi sticks to you so much!"
"Aren’t you worried she’ll get jealous, flirting with other girls like this?"
Lin Yu didn’t hesitate for a moment and immediately said:
"Little Chi and I are really just ordinary classmates. I don’t understand why everyone keeps looking at us that way."
...
(Extra update delivered! That’s all for today’s chapter. More to come tomorrow—goodnight, everyone!)
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