Jinhsi Finally Caught On

Jinhsi finally snapped out of the overwhelming emotions she had just been experiencing.

She went through Kexi's words in her mind from beginning to end.

Every word is touching, every sentence comes from the heart, but the core meaning is only one: I like you, but I also like them, and I don't want to change.

Isn't this just typical scumbag quotes?

"Wait." Jinhsi pushed him away, took a step back, and stared at Kexi with red eyes. "What about Teacher Changli?"

Kexi's expression froze for a moment.

"Did you say the same thing to Teacher Changli?" Jinhsi's voice began to tremble, but this time it wasn't from emotion, it was from anger. "You were the one who worried about her the most, the first one, and besides being serious about her, you also felt sorry for her?"

Kexi opened her mouth.

He realized that his heartfelt confession, while touching, had a fatal side effect.

Jinhsi realized what was going on.

His brain started working at lightning speed, but Jinhsi didn't give him any time to organize his thoughts.

Jinhsi clenched her fists, her voice rising, "How many people have you said this to?"

Kexi took a deep breath.

He had achieved his goal; he had kissed Tacet Mark, and the system progress bar had moved forward one step.

There are two paths before us: either continue to stubbornly argue, or try to calm her down temporarily, at least to prevent her from exploding today.

However, he chose the third path.

Keep fooling her.

"Jinhsi, there's something I must tell you." His expression suddenly turned serious, so serious that Jinhsi involuntarily stopped questioning him. "Yesterday, Changli already saw me."

Jinhsi's pupils contracted slightly. Had Teacher Changli already seen him?

"Changli asked me the same question," Kexi continued in a matter-of-fact tone. "She asked me whether I would choose her or you. I said I couldn't choose. Then she said—she didn't mind."

Jinhsi's mind went completely blank.

You don't mind Changli?

she does not mind?!!!

"That's impossible." Jinhsi's voice was soft, but her tone was firm.

"You've known her longer than I have, do you think she would lie?" Kexi retorted.

Jinhsi fell silent.

Changli never lies; that's something she's known since she was little. But the thought of Changli saying "I don't mind" is something she simply can't imagine.

"So you see," Kexi shrugged, her tone carrying a gentle, comforting tone, "Changli doesn't mind, so you don't need to worry too much. If you feel you can't accept it, then you can—"

Before she could even utter the word "quit," Jinhsi abruptly raised her head.

I don't believe it.

Kexi's smile froze on her lips before it could even form.

"Teacher Changli would never say such a thing." Jinhsi's gaze sharpened, and that unique scrutiny and judgment characteristic of Ling Yin finally surfaced from the tide of emotion. "Tomorrow, at your birthday party, I will ask Teacher Changli in person. If she really doesn't mind—"

She paused, took a deep breath, suppressed all her emotions, and resumed the demeanor befitting a prime minister.

"Give me an answer then."

After saying that, she turned and left quickly.

She opened the living room door, her mind filled with Changli, Kexi, and those nonsense stories, completely unaware that a person emanating a chilling aura was standing in the doorway.

Sanhua stood outside the door, leaning against the wall of the corridor, arms crossed, her expression capable of freezing Ragunna's summer into winter.

Frost still clung to her fingers, and the water droplets at the corners of her eyes had dried, but the redness in her eyes hadn't completely faded.

When Jinhsi walked past her, she didn't even turn her head to look at her.

The door closed behind her, leaving Kexi alone in the living room.

Kexi plopped down on the sofa, covered her face with her hands, and let out a wail through her fingers.

He originally intended to fool Jinhsi, making her think that Changli didn't mind, and that if she did mind, she would back down and withdraw on her own.

As it turned out, Jinhsi didn't play by the rules at all. Not only did she not back down, she also said that she would ask Changli about it in front of him tomorrow.

Once they confront him, won't he be exposed on the spot? How could Changli not mind? Changli even put a sword to his neck yesterday.

When the two of them stand together, Blazing Brilliance is on the left Ages of Harvest is on the right, leaving him sandwiched in the middle, unable to ascend to heaven on the spot.

Just as he was contemplating whether to pack up and run away right then and there, the door was pushed open.

The force wasn't great, but the sound of the door hitting the wall was crisp, as if someone was expressing some emotion that didn't need words.

Sanhua stood at the door.

Kexi looked up and saw Sanhua's icy face, and her heart skipped a beat.

He remembered very clearly that he had also written a letter to Sanhua.

And if I remember correctly, he used the same template he used in his letter to Sanhua as he did in his letter to Changli.

Sanhua didn't utter a single word.

She strode up to Kexi and pulled an envelope from her pocket.

The envelope's material, the pattern on the sealing wax, and the location of the creases were exactly the same as the one Jinhsi just received.

She threw the letter directly at Kexi's face.

The sharp corner of the envelope grazed his nose and landed on his knee.

"You wrote it, didn't you?" Sanhua's tone was cold; she used a question, but her tone was certain.

One leaves, another arrives.

What a tragedy!

Before Kexi could even think of what to say, Sanhua slapped her across the face.

The crisp sound echoed in the empty living room for a full two seconds.

Kexi was knocked to the side by the blow, and a five-finger mark slowly appeared on her left cheek.

His eyes widened, one hand covering his face, the other holding the letter, his mind still blank.

He thought he was about to be met with a barrage of insults from Sanhua.

She might even pull out a knife on the spot and stab him a thousand times over.

Sanhua turned around and strode towards the door.

Her back was straighter than usual, and her steps were heavier than usual, as if she wanted to crush the floor with each step.

She didn't turn around, didn't say a word, and opened the door with a resolute force before disappearing from his sight.

Kexi sat on the sofa, one hand covering her face, the other clutching the letter, muttering to herself, "I didn't write anything too offensive, did I?"

"... They're not going to stab me to death tomorrow, are they?"

Sanhua said nothing.

She neither cried nor made a fuss.

It seems quite ordinary.

However, these are often the most terrifying people.

You'd never guess what she's thinking.

Maybe one day, she'll suddenly stab you in the back a thousand times when you're not looking.

Then cut your head off.

Take them to a deserted place.

That way, she can finally enjoy the world she envisions for just the two of them.