The Gu Household.
Gu Yan's mind hadn't even begun to process what was happening.
Leng Qingqiu's complicated voice came through once more: "Gu Yan... truthfully, I don’t even know when my second personality might emerge."
"That time in the forbidden zone, and perhaps every time you saw me afterward—it might have been my second personality acting."
"My second personality and I don’t share memories, so I have no idea what she’s done."
Leng Qingqiu's grip on her phone tightened slightly.
Her expression was troubled.
In fact, she hadn’t even told her younger sister, Leng Ling'er, about Xiao Leng.
Because she knew—her second personality was dangerous.
So she had done everything she could to suppress it, ensuring it wouldn’t surface.
But...
the very thing she feared had still happened.
The second personality had emerged in the forbidden zone.
And... it had been in Gu Yan’s presence.
She was terrified, because Xiao Leng was a dark, twisted, and ruthless alter ego that would resort to any means.
Xiao Leng: ["......"]
That was why she feared Xiao Leng might harm Gu Yan.
After all, Xiao Leng had always referred to Gu Yan as a "cultivation furnace"—from the very beginning, she hadn’t seen him as a person.
Leng Qingqiu took a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly: "Gu Yan... I’m sorry. I should have told you sooner."
"I was afraid that if you knew about my second personality, you’d see me differently."
"And I was afraid you’d be in danger, because... I can’t control her."
"She’s a negative personality born from the trauma of that incident years ago."
"Gu Yan... I’m sorry for hiding this until now."
Her words were filled with sincerity and vulnerability.
She had told Gu Yan everything she could.
But the truth about the Night King was far too dangerous—that was something she would take to her grave.
So how would Gu Yan react?
After speaking, Leng Qingqiu’s heart pounded violently. She held her breath, consumed by nervousness and dread.
What would Gu Yan think of her now?
She had also realized that she was becoming more and more like a weak person who desperately needed to rely on someone else.
From the composed and detached person she once was, she had gradually turned into someone who couldn’t bear the thought of Gu Yan leaving her.
She knew this wasn’t right.
Because she was the Night King—even if she was in a relationship with Gu Yan, she should have maintained her independence.
But...
She couldn’t help it.
In all these years, the only sense of security she had ever felt came from Gu Yan.
The only warmth she had ever known came from Gu Yan.
In the darkness of these past five years, the only radiant light had been Gu Yan.
She... truly didn’t want him to leave her.
So, Leng Qingqiu was willing to lay bare her soul to him.
Except... for the Night King.
Time passed, second by second.
On the other end, Gu Yan stood frozen in place.
Qingqiu...
Had I been trapped in the original story all along?
The Qingqiu from the original novel would never have spoken in such a nervous, insecure tone.
That’s right...
Only now did Gu Yan realize.
Qingqiu was Qingqiu, and Leng Qingqiu was Leng Qingqiu.
The two were different.
The Leng Qingqiu from the original novel no longer existed—the Qingqiu by his side now was the one he truly knew.
Gu Yan clutched his chest.
He closed his eyes, his expression pained.
His heart was filled with torment and guilt.
Qingqiu had told him everything about herself—except for the Night King.
Even Xiao Leng’s existence had been revealed to him.
That meant she saw him as the person she trusted most.
But... the more she trusted him, the more Gu Yan suffered.
Because...
He had already done many things he couldn’t tell her about.
To him, this was pure agony.
Leng Qingqiu saw him as her light, but...
Gu Yan...
What he had to do was...
Bring her into the sunlight!
So...
Forgive me, Qingqiu.
Gu Yan opened his eyes, his gaze complex.
He took a deep breath, slowly straightened up, and spoke gently: "Qingqiu, wait for me. Two minutes."
With that, Gu Yan hung up first.
On the other end, Leng Qingqiu was stunned.
She held her phone, suddenly at a loss.
Why had Gu Yan hung up?
Two minutes?
What was he planning to do?
Could it be...
Her shoulders trembled slightly.
Could it be that what she had told him was too much for him to process?
Did he need time alone to think?
"Why...?"
Leng Qingqiu murmured to herself. Had she been too naive?
Had she assumed that because Gu Yan loved her so much, he would accept everything about her?
Even something as dangerous as a second personality?
She bit her lip.
Her hands clenched into fists.
The sounds around her faded, and her mind spiraled into chaos.
"In the end... am I still destined to be alone...?"
But then—
[Other Me, the furnace is here.]
Xiao Leng’s distinctive voice suddenly rang out.
Was it just her imagination, or did Xiao Leng sound...
A little conflicted this time?
The next moment.
A wave of warmth suddenly enveloped Leng Qingqiu’s head.
"Idiot."
Huh...?
That voice—
Leng Qingqiu blinked in surprise, raising her head and opening her eyes.
When she saw the familiar, radiant glow of life essence, her mind went blank.
The life essence continued scolding her: "Why are you apologizing?!"
"Everyone has secrets—one or two is normal!"
"And even if you had two or three personalities—"
"Qingqiu! I’d still love you the most!"
"You melodramatic ice queen!"
"Have some faith in my love for you!"
Before Leng Qingqiu could even process what was happening—
Gu Yan leaned in, tilting her chin up with his fingers.
Their lips met.
As the familiar sensation washed over her, Leng Qingqiu’s heart slowly settled.
A single tear slipped from the corner of her eye.
Damn it... why did she always end up looking so pathetic...
[Other Me, how embarrassing.]
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
+【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!
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
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!
