It's spicy, it's spicy, it's spicy, it's spicy!????

At times, it was the little things that were easiest to overlook that mattered most, yet they were frequently ignored by people, thus remaining... handles.----Excerpt from Hua Xin's Collected Writings.

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"Not...??"

"Where is he?"

Coming back to her senses, Hua Xin stared blankly at the two graceful figures slowly walking onto the stage, one from the left and one from the right. Lin Qingyu and Xiao Ling were dressed especially beautifully today: one wore a pure white dress, while the other wore a pale green dress.

Xia Yan had vanished as if he had evaporated from the human world.

The girl leaned forward slightly, looking left and right, but she could not see Xia Yan anywhere.

What did he mean???

Was this the final blow???????

Was this his hidden backup power source?? How could he think he could just... just??...

Hua Xin pressed her lips together.

Then she continued pretending that nothing had happened, watching the two dazzling beauties onstage. Involuntarily, Xia Yan's voice from earlier resurfaced in her mind...

You think something this simple can make me lose my composure... Heh heh... As a true man??...

I really can't hold it in—boohoohoohoohoo????.

Tears kept sliding from the corners of the girl's eyes. In the end, she simply pinched her nose shut so she would not make a sound.

Who the f*** doesn't want to live a good life?! Sing all you want! And a hundred kinds of lives??... If she could live even the second kind—a peaceful, ordinary life, walk out of those shadows, and escape all those messed-up illnesses—she wanted that too!??

Who wants...

Who wants to be nothing more than a gloomy sewer rat like this??...

Holding her breath, Hua Xin reached out and viciously plucked at the innocent fake grass on the lawn, as if the grass were Xia Yan's brothers. Her hand was merciless.

(I'll castrate you??... I'll castrate you... I'll yank your little buddy right off??...)

(I'm going all out against you, you son of a—why are you targeting me like this...)

(The two of us... no, the three of us can all die together. I'm fighting you all...)

"My future is mine to decide~ I put my all into every single move~"

The sweet voice rang through the speakers and spread across the entire field, as if it were cleansing every corner of Xiang Guan's soul. There was no worldly desire in his eyes, only vitality rising and falling with Xiao Ling's voice.

We're screwed??

We're so screwed!!??

Mu Feng looked at Xiang Guan, whose very soul seemed to have turned green, and cried out inwardly. With a heavy heart, he casually opened a bag of snacks and took a bite. His mouth instantly filled with an explosively spicy sensation, and tears began streaming down his face.

Who the f*** bought these things with no teeth!!!??

I'm going to f***ing kill you!!??

He drained a mouthful of lemonade, but it did nothing to relieve the spice. Mu Feng coughed with tears streaming down his face, helplessly pounding the lawn.

Save me??... Save me??...

He tremblingly reached toward the half cup of lemonade the girl had set on the ground...

(I'm blowing you all up!!)

Hua Xin steeled herself, picked up the lemonade beside her, and downed it in one go.

Mu Feng: "..."

Mu Feng's action seemed to summon Xiang Guan's soul, instantly lighting up his purification.

Xiao Ling's voice was beautiful, ethereal, smooth, and yet... loyal! Faithful!!??

Xiang Guan fought down the urge to rush to the edge of the stage. With bloodshot eyes, he immediately picked up his phone and called Xia Yan through WeChat: ring ring ring ring ring ring...

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty...

Gratitude, gratitude, gratitude...

He had to find out where Brother Yan was right now, then report it to Lin Qingyu after their performance ended. Otherwise, his candlelit dinner with Xiao Ling would be ruined!

"Hello?"

"Brother Yan, where are you? (obsequiously)"

"You don't have another performance coming up, right? We're all waiting for you here on the east side of the field."

"Me..." On the other end of the phone, the corners of Xia Yan's mouth curled upward slightly. His tone held a hint of relief as he said softly, "I'm by the little woods. I was thinking of going back to the dorm to get a power bank, but I ran into Sang Biao halfway there. I'm playing with her for a bit."

As soon as he finished speaking, a rapid series of meows came through Xiang Guan's phone.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

Though he said that, he still headed toward the little woods after hanging up.

He had to complete the mission perfectly. Only then would Lin Qingyu, that wicked woman, give him his reward!

Xiang Guan: Smooth??.

Mu Feng: Dead??.

After hanging up, Xia Yan crouched helplessly in the middle of the road, looking at Chūn Qiū, who kept hissing at him. In a conciliatory tone, he said, "Brother Biao, what's wrong today? You were still eating my ham sausage a couple of days ago. Why are you trying to kill me today?"

"Meow meow! (My boss told me to scratch you.)" Chūn Qiū declared.

"Fans and fellow students, are you ready!!"

"We're ready!!"

Most people had moved beside the stage and gathered around the band. Clearly, the orientation gala had reached its final segment.

A voice brimming with vigor came from the stage, jolting Hua Xin awake from her murderous state.

Who is this?

The girl stared in shock at someone who looked rather like a bald man, though his clothes were as bright and "charming" as a flamingo. His voice was extremely penetrating, and so was his appearance...

"Clang~"

A burst of hurried suona music pierced across the field.

Fortunately, the speakers were not turned up too high, so the sound could not spread completely beyond the school.

"The east may not shine, but the west will~ Let me bask in the setting sun and bask in my sorrow~"

Everyone: "Wow!!!!＼(`Δ')／"

Hua Xin watched the crowd descend into revelry and nervously took a few steps backward...

What kind of religious ceremony is this??.

The girl stood up, intending to get farther away.

But the moment she straightened, a stabbing pain in her lower abdomen sent a chill up her spine, and obvious panic appeared on her face.

(This is bad, this is bad, this is bad, this is bad...)

(My backpack... There are spares in my backpack.)

How could she have forgotten that she was not supposed to eat spicy food or drink anything cold during her period?! She had eaten plenty of spicy strips and drunk plenty of lemonade just now. Was the retribution coming this quickly??.

With her backpack on her back, the girl clutched her lower abdomen and walked uncomfortably toward the activity center above. She remembered where the toilets were, and since an event was being held here, they should not have been locked...

However.

Mu Feng, lying in the grass with no idea whether he was dead or alive, had thus gloriously turned invisible.

Don't spill, don't spill, don't spill...

Hua Xin struggled up the stairs one step at a time, slowly walking toward the toilets according to her memory.

After turning left and right and passing through a corridor, the girl finally found the place where she had recovered three hundred yuan a few days ago.

"Phew..."

She let out a quiet sigh of relief, then was just about to enter the men's restroom when a secondhand?? smell reached her nose. Coughing and spitting sounds also came from inside.

We're screwed. There are definitely people here tonight because of the event??...

Hua Xin stiffly turned her head toward the women's restroom. It was as quiet as still water, without a single sound inside.

I'm only borrowing it. Just borrowing it. This isn't perverted. This isn't perverted.

She's a woman right now!!!

It's so quiet. There probably isn't anyone, right...??...

There definitely isn't anyone!

With that thought, the girl gritted her teeth and went inside, tiptoeing to the innermost stall.

Three minutes later.

Hua Xin came out looking relaxed and washed her hands.

"I'm ready for a decisive battle."

"Just waiting for you to come back... hypocritical man."

She gave a cold laugh, then put her mask back on and walked out with her head lowered.

As the girl walked from the women's restroom into the corridor, a tall figure in a pure white dress stared pensively at Hua Xin's back.

She quietly returned to the women's restroom, walked to the innermost stall, and slowly opened the door.

Then, seemingly having discovered something interesting, a flash of astonishment crossed her eyes, and the corners of her lips curved upward slightly.