My Supernatural Exes Are Desperate to Win Me Back

In the end, it was Xu Xining who stepped in to politely decline the confession from the fellow student.

The graduation performance soon began, with Shen Shiqing indeed serving as the host. Her father had generously donated a building to Wenjuan University, securing her a spot as a specially recruited art student. The college leaders, in appreciation, allowed her to host the graduation event.

The auditorium buzzed like a lively party, filled with students, professors, and parents from various colleges, all gathered below.

Xu Xining, clutching her bouquet, ducked through the audience and found an empty seat. To her left sat Old Xu and Zhan Xingye, while on her right were Wen Nansen and Xie Yi… Xie Yi had hoped to sit next to Xu Xining, but Old Xu had already invited Teacher Wen to take the seat.

Around them, students were stealthily snapping photos, their chatter buzzing:

“Look at that row, the looks are absolutely stunning!”

“Professor Wen is here too!! It’s the first time I’ve seen Professor Wen up close, he’s so handsome I could die!”

“…Oh my god, isn’t that Xie Yi sitting next to Professor Wen?! Am I seeing things? How did he come to our university? Can I dream of a live magic show?”

“Quick! Snap a picture of me with Xie Yi! Include Professor Wen too!!”

“The guy in the corner with the baseball cap, is he from our school? He looks like he walked straight out of a comic! Why isn’t he on the campus heartthrob list? He doesn’t talk or smile! He’s so cool, I’m in love!!”

“I think the guy and Xu Xining look great together… Oh no, he’s looking at me, he’s looking at me, did he hear us?”

Shen Shiqing stepped onto the stage, holding the microphone. She cleared her throat: “Esteemed school leaders, dear students, good afternoon. I am from the Broadcasting and Hosting Arts program…”

The microphone emitted a sharp noise, and Shen Shiqing’s eyes widened suddenly.

The man lazily crossing his legs and chatting with the person beside him… wasn’t that Xie Yi?!

Coming from a privileged background, she had followed Xie Yi’s magic tour, attending just once before becoming completely captivated. Ever since, she had fought for VIP front-row seats at every public performance of Xie Yi, waving her light stick in enthusiastic support, and was even an 18th-level iron fan in Xie Yi’s super topic.

“I’m a student, no, I’m an art major student. The screen shows a prize wheel automatically joined by students who scanned their entry code. Next, students from various majors will be drawn, no, students whose student numbers are drawn will come up to perform…”

Old Xu chuckled, “The young lady seems a bit nervous, but she’s quite pretty…”

Xu Xining remembered how Shen Shiqing had deliberately humiliated Old Xu with cash, and turned her head, “Don’t praise her.”

Old Xu shrugged, “Well, Teacher Wen, look, my little one is jealous.”

Wen Nansen smiled, “She’s not as pretty as you.”

Xu Xining clenched her fists, “Ridiculous! I’m not jealous!”

The wheel on the screen spun, soon selecting a group of student numbers. Members of the orchestra rose from the audience, bringing their violins and wind instruments to the stage amidst a wave of applause.

Of course, the wheel wasn’t truly random in selecting performers. Although it was just a party-like event, it was still a school-level activity, and all performances had undergone repeated rehearsals. The wheel was merely for show.

Outside the auditorium, the sun blazed and cicadas sang like a sea. Inside, the central air conditioning was refreshingly strong.

Xu Xining sat between Old Xu and Teacher Wen, feeling an indescribable sense of security, as if no matter what happened, these two would have her back.

Her legs swung back and forth like a carefree child, despite having graduated and supposedly grown up. Zhan Xingye handed her a lemon soda she liked, while Teacher Wen draped his jacket over her legs to keep her warm. Xu Xining leaned against Old Xu’s shoulder, munching on chips and occasionally feeding him a bite…

If it weren’t for Xie Yi constantly trying to talk over Wen Nansen, pushing even the usually patient Teacher Wen to his limits, she would have thought this graduation was perfect.

But little did she know, the series of graduation mishaps was just beginning.

Shen Shiqing took the stage, looking at the screen’s spinning wheel. “Next up for a wonderful performance is-student number 23010415, Xu Xining.”

Xu Xining was baffled. “???”

She hadn’t signed up to perform at all!

Yu Yuanyuan whipped around from the front row, eyes blazing with anger, gesturing wildly, “Did Shen Shiqing set you up?!”

On stage, Shen Shiqing scanned the crowd with a flawless smile. “Where is Xu Xining?”

Having known Xu Xining for years, she was well aware that performing arts were not her forte.

At least on the surface, everyone was supposedly randomly selected to perform.

By calling out Xu Xining’s name, Shen Shiqing could later apologize, claiming a mistake in the list preparation. But Xu Xining would have to admit in front of everyone that she had nothing to showcase, that she couldn’t perform anything.

In front of the whole school, she’d be the only one who couldn’t hold her own.

Xu Xining slowly stood up under everyone’s gaze.

So what if she had to apologize? What’s the big deal? Xu Xining was never afraid of being looked down upon. She could just say she had nothing to perform, and that would be it. It wasn’t her fault.

Old Xu suddenly lowered his voice, excitedly saying, “I didn’t know you were going to perform!”

Xu Xining lifted her lashes and saw Old Xu’s eyes sparkling.

Despite his age, he was like a child, clenching his fists to cheer her on. “My little girl is the most beautiful! Don’t be nervous!”

Xu Xining suddenly felt a surge of determination.

Old Xu was watching.

She wasn’t afraid of being looked down upon, but she wanted the version of herself that Old Xu saw to never be looked down upon.

As she descended the steps, she removed her graduation cap, unfastened the buttons, and slipped off the black gown, tossing it aside.

With her movements, her silky golden hair cascaded down like a waterfall, seemingly glowing in the darkness. The audience couldn’t help but gasp and cheer.

Beneath the gown, she wore a simple white dress, like a flower blooming in the dark.

She paused at the front of the stage and extended her hand to the orchestra. “May I borrow a violin?”

A violin was eagerly handed to her by a fellow student.

Xu Xining walked towards the stage, carrying the violin. She paused for a moment in front of the microphone, then smiled lightly, “I’m Xu Xining.”

The audience erupted into screams as if a switch had been flipped!

It was Xu Xining, after all! From the moment she entered the school, she had captivated everyone. The boys in the audience were shouting her name like mad, wave after wave.

Xie Yi shook his head and chuckled softly, “Who really has that Charmed Bone?”

Several beams of white spotlight illuminated the girl, highlighting her fair skin that seemed almost translucent. A few strands of golden hair fell across her forehead, giving her a sweet and innocent look. Yet her eyes, when lifted, were so bright and striking that they were hard to meet directly.

Xu Xining rarely wore any jewelry. Firstly, because she had grown tired of it since childhood, and few pieces could catch her eye. Secondly, she simply didn’t need any adornment to enhance her presence.

The girl wore only a plain white dress, holding a wooden violin. It should have looked understated and ethereal, like misty rain, but instead, she appeared dazzlingly bright, like a sharply cut diamond refracting light from focused beams, almost painful to gaze upon.

Shen Shiqing stood in the shadows, looking dull and unremarkable by comparison, like a mere stagehand.

She couldn’t fathom it-could Xu Xining really play the violin? The instrument was borrowed at the last minute! How could anyone hide such a talent?

Xu Xining tilted her head, the small braid beside her face swaying gently.

She leaned closer to the microphone, “Due to some reasons, I haven’t played the violin for a long time. This is quite sudden, so if it’s not good, I apologize.”

Through the crowd below, she looked at Wen Nansen.

Wen Nansen was watching her too, sitting upright and composed. His eyes held a gentle smile that gradually transformed into something deeper and more intense.

Xu Xining smiled again, “I don’t know the name of this piece, but the teacher who taught me violin is sitting in the audience. I’ll dedicate this piece to him.”

She said no more, stepping back slightly, positioning the violin, and plucking the strings lightly before casually adjusting the pegs.

Others had little reaction, but the members of the orchestra gasped in surprise.

“Oh my gosh! Perfect pitch.”

“She really can play!”

“Who gave my goddess an untuned violin? Whose lousy instrument is this? Stand up.”

“Shh, shh, everyone quiet down, she’s about to start.”

Xu Xining lowered her lashes, the bow resting on the strings, the brilliant lights casting an ethereal glow around her.

It was reminiscent of many years ago, on a bright afternoon, with sunlight streaming through large windows, green foliage outside, and birds chirping. She clumsily held the violin, while Wen Nansen stood behind her, gently adjusting her posture-a gesture of embrace, with his warm, solid chest behind her.

His fingers were long and slightly bent, cool like jade.

His large hand covered hers, adjusting the position of her fingers on the strings, those faint touches like the shimmering reflections on a man-made lake.

Wen Nansen was focused on teaching her, but the girl was secretly watching his golden lashes, like butterfly wings, and his green eyes, like cat’s eye stones.

She didn’t do well, nor did she want to.

The girl was young and infatuated, her heart restless.

…

Later, they broke up, and she never played the violin again.

Xu Xining’s bow touched the strings, and for a brief moment, there was a hint of bitterness. But in the next instant, the clear and melodious sound of the violin rose like birdsong, as if pulling everyone into the depths of a dense forest.

…

Xie Yi’s expression suddenly changed. He stood up, muttering under his breath, “Damn it.”

He heard the sound of a Rolls-Royce stopping outside the auditorium, the car door opening, a cold voice, and footsteps gradually approaching the hall.

It was Huo Ting!

Xie Yi had almost forgotten that Huo Ting was also a board member of Wenjuan University, as he never personally visited the campus. Who knew what strange wind had blown him here today?

If Huo Ting saw the girl alive and well, all the brainwashing Xie Jing had done would be undone!

On stage, the violin’s melody was like the wind rustling through treetops, like waves basking in the afternoon sun, gentle and shimmering, like butterflies fluttering around the window frame, inexplicably bringing a wave of sadness.

Wen Nansen didn’t move, as if he was nailed to his seat.

-He had never taught Xu Xining this piece.

This was a piece he had composed many years ago, during Eileen’s final moments. The piece was unfinished when she passed away, and Wen Nansen had buried the sheet music at the bottom of a box, never to touch it again.

Until one day, Xu Xining was rummaging through his study, and the sheet music resurfaced. Because it was handwritten and unnamed, Xu Xining curiously asked him what it was.

Wen Nansen crouched down and softly said it was his favorite piece, but it was too difficult for her, so she should wait a little longer.

Besides, he hadn’t written the ending yet.

The girl smiled at him, a little mischievous and sly.

Wen Nansen thought she had forgotten about it after taking the sheet music, not realizing she had already snapped a photo with her phone. Technology changes lives!

Xu Xining thought, since it was Teacher Wen’s favorite, it didn’t matter if it was difficult; she’d just practice!

She wanted to surprise him, so she secretly practiced diligently for three months, determined to master the piece, even to the point where her fingertips bled.

She hadn’t played it for Wen Nansen yet when they broke up.

Standing on stage with her violin, Xu Xining actually had no choice. Other pieces she practiced and forgot, but this one she remembered.

Because she had practiced it so many times, every note seemed etched in her mind.

Just like the thin callus on the tip of her left index finger.

Wen Nansen sat in the audience, his fingers gripping the armrest uncontrollably, as if the people around him and the commotion outside the auditorium had drifted away. All he could see was the girl under the spotlight on stage.

He had never written an ending for this piece because it was composed for Eileen. Her death was her end, but not his.

He didn’t know where he was heading, so the melody wandered without conclusion.

…How would she end a piece without an ending?

Outside the auditorium, Xie Yi flashed a smile that no one could resist, opening his arms wide as he approached. “Huo Ting-”

The tall man in a tailored suit wore a cold expression, striding up the steps. With each step, dark clouds rolled over the sunlight, and the once sweltering outdoors was suddenly swept by a chill mist, causing students to scatter with startled cries, seeking shelter from the rain.

Xie Yi couldn’t stand the perpetual gloom Huo Ting carried with him, but he maintained his bright smile. “What a coincidence, running into you here. How about I treat you to a drink?”

Huo Ting quickly closed the distance, grabbing Xie Yi by the collar and pinning him against a pillar. “On a day like this, how can you still be smiling?!”

The man’s handsome face seemed to be painted in stark black and white-sharp brows, cold eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips-his demeanor was as severe and cutting as ever.

Xie Yi thought: Is he going to control my laughter too?

With a lazy swipe, Xie Yi knocked Huo Ting’s hand away and casually adjusted his tie. “If you don’t want to start a fight, I’d advise you to show some respect.”

“Is that your attitude?” Huo Ting retorted coldly. “What does she mean to you, just a plaything?”

Xie Yi: …Has this guy spent too much time in a coffin? Why do I not understand a word he’s saying?

“She trusted you, liked you, and what did you do?” Huo Ting enunciated each word with precision. “Did you do right by her?”

Xie Yi gradually realized, “…Are you saying Xu Xining died because I didn’t protect her?” He couldn’t help but burst into loud laughter. “Ha!!!!”

From Huo Ting’s perspective, Xie Yi, as Xu Xining’s supposedly devoted boyfriend, the mighty Demon King, seemed indifferent to her death, even on the day she should have graduated, wearing a carefree smile…

Damn, that’s just unforgivable!!

After laughing, Xie Yi felt his good karma slipping away, rubbing his nose. However, Huo Ting was already seething with rage, ready to unleash a storm.

A thunderous explosion echoed!!!

In an instant, they exchanged hundreds of blows, blue-white lightning crackling fiercely. Red demon clan symbols shot from Xie Yi’s sleeves, swiftly adhering to the pillars in front of the auditorium, setting up a barrier to repel humans.

Xie Yi fought while retreating, unable to resist teasing, “Widower, please accept my condolences. The dead can’t come back to life. Why don’t you crawl into the coffin and sleep with her?”

The massive electric charge pierced the air, distorting the space around them. In his fury, Huo Ting cared little for the people inside the auditorium.

Xie Yi: “Hey, hey, hey.”

He had no choice but to cast spells to block the attack, his hair standing on end from the intense voltage.

But then, unexpectedly, the lightning didn’t strike; instead, Huo Ting withdrew from the battlefield.

Electric light twisted his silhouette, and from the tangled shadows, a pitch-black bat emerged, flapping its wings swiftly as it darted into the auditorium!

Huo Ting realized Xie Yi was deliberately obstructing him… What secrets could a graduation ceremony hold? He couldn’t fathom it, only feeling a splitting headache.

Amidst the rain, the distant sound of a violin seemed like an ancient bell tolling incessantly in his ears, something was about to reveal itself.

There was definitely something there, and he had to witness it with his own eyes!

“Damn it!” Xie Yi turned and gave chase.

…

On the stage, the music reached its final notes, transforming from a blessing to a curse. The loss of a loved one felt like an unavoidable storm, making every day of the remaining life damp and heavy.

The score had reached its dead end.

Wen Nansen instinctively leaned forward, his gaze intense and filled with sorrow.

He wanted to hear how Xu Xining would conclude.

Her slender wrist wielded the bow with strength, introducing a natural upward modulation, and then the clear sound of the violin soared again, like a flock of birds taking flight, piercing rays of light through dense foliage.

Xu Xining didn’t provide an ending to the piece.

-She used a simple transition to return to the beginning of the composition.

The music pulled everyone back into the original forest, as if that summer unfolded once more before their eyes, with the cacophony of cicadas, shimmering waves, fluttering butterflies, and tender kisses. The melody grew faster, more passionate, gripping the heart tightly…

Then it abruptly stopped at the most fervent climax.

Xu Xining gracefully lowered her bow, her golden hair cascading in the light. She waited a moment, then bowed amidst the roof-raising cheers, lifting her eyes with a gentle smile.

Wen Nansen sat quietly in the crowd, surrounded by thunderous applause, yet he seemed like a silhouette traversing time, locking eyes with an unreachable beloved.

In that smile, he seemed to forget the beating of his own heart.

Years ago, her departure left unanswered questions, and years later, she composed the answers herself.

-The end of this love is the beginning of another. We remain in the heat of love, never departing.

…

Suddenly, the auditorium doors burst open!

The doors swung wide, revealing Huo Ting’s stern figure. But before he could take in the scene inside, a wave of rose petals surged in behind him like a flood!

The overwhelming petals filled every inch of space, making it feel as though one might be buried under a sea of roses.

Xu Xining was engulfed by the petals, involuntarily leaning back.

-Xie Yi, up to his antics again?!

If anyone’s gaze could pierce through the petals, they would see Xie Yi’s peach blossom eyes turning into a dazzling crimson gold, with golden flowers seemingly flowing in his gaze, mesmerizing all who looked.

“Hey~” he smiled softly, his voice not loud, yet it seemed to whisper directly into people’s ears.

“-Let me hear your screams.”

“Ahhhhhhhhh Xie Yi!!!!” The crowd erupted instantly, the screams seemed to lift the roof!

Normally, Xie Yi restrained his Charmed Bone, but when he unleashed his full power… it wasn’t mere attraction; it was a genuine demon enchanting souls.

“Ning!” Amidst the chaos, Xie Yi used the cover of petals to teleport to the stage, swiftly embracing Xu Xining and whisking her backstage.

Xu Xining exclaimed in surprise, “Why are you forcing me off stage? What are you up to now?”

“Seeing you perform, I wanted to perform too,” Xie Yi explained, bracing himself, “Did you hear the screams? They love me.”

Xu Xining was taken aback, thinking this must be the self-cultivation of a top idol, attracting fans even among the students: “Please, go ahead.”

Xie Yi set her down and turned back to the stage.

Xu Xining suddenly called out, “Xie Yi.”

Xie Yi’s heart skipped, he turned to look at her, against the light, with the dazzling stage and the sea of flowers behind him.

Could it be she was moved by this gesture? Could it be the rose petals touched her heart? Could it be today, without confessing, he succeeded?

Xu Xining said, “Do you remember I once nicknamed you Peacock Displaying Fart King?”

“…I’d rather not.”

Xu Xining looked at the rose-covered stage, raised her thumb earnestly, “That nickname doesn’t do you justice at all! I’ll change it right away; you’re the king of kings, the god of arrogance,” she declared, raising her thumb with conviction, “Known as the Peacock Displaying.”

As the petals finally settled, Huo Ting scanned the room with a cold gaze, finding nothing suspicious. The only thing that stood out was Xie Yi, but he had no interest in him. Why had he rushed into the auditorium so recklessly? He couldn’t remember.

On stage, aside from Xie Yi, there was only a host standing there, looking dazed.

Shen Shiqing was still in shock. During the rose wave, she was the closest to Xu Xining and had witnessed her idol of eight years, amidst the roaring crowd, smiling as he embraced Xu Xining.

He lowered his head, his profile strikingly handsome, his nose brushing against the girl’s golden hair, his eyes seemingly touched by the allure of roses.

He affectionately called her “Ning.”

Was Ning really Xu Xining? Shen Shiqing felt as if all her strength had drained away.

How could it be Xu Xining? Why was it her again? Why did everyone have to like her?! Zhan Xingye did, and so did Xie Yi…

While she was still frantically snatching tickets to Xie Yi’s performances, while she was still ecstatic over acquiring Xie Yi’s autograph at a high price, Xie Yi had already announced his relationship with Ning to the entire internet, and she had cried over it.

And Xu Xining? Even when she was dating back then, her social media didn’t feature Xie Yi-there were far more photos of that dead fox than of Xie Yi! She’d post eight hundred pictures of the fox in a day!

Since high school, she had always compared herself to Xu Xining.

She looked down on Xu Xining, a girl without a prominent background. So what if her grades were good? So what if she was pretty? Why was she so likable?

But after all the comparisons, Shen Shiqing suddenly realized, in that moment of indulgent smile from Xie Yi, that she was so far from Xu Xining…

So far that it seemed like they were in different worlds.

Playing cards danced in Xie Yi’s hands; he deliberately interacted more today, even tossing his jacket into the audience, which made the screams even louder.

Xu Xining dreaded such high-decibel environments. She had someone return the violin and didn’t go back to the audience; instead, she left the auditorium through the backstage.

She hadn’t walked far when Zhan Xingye caught up with her.

Xu Xining asked, “Aren’t you going to watch Xie Yi’s performance?”

Though she complained, Xie Yi’s solid skills were undeniable. His tour performances were always hard to get tickets for; she had simply seen too many.

It’s like a peacock displaying its feathers; it looks great at first, but if a peacock chased you all day, every day, showing off, anyone would get tired of it, right?

Zhan Xingye shook his head and said, “I originally planned to give this to you when you stepped down from the stage…”

He nervously adjusted the brim of his cap, bringing out a large bouquet of no money to spend from behind his back: “Happy graduation.”

Behind the transparent bouquet were Zhan Xingye’s dark eyes.

Xu Xining thought of Diana and sighed, patting his arm, “Xingye, I know you’re giving me these flowers because you’re honoring the promise we made when we were kids.”

Zhan Xingye looked utterly lost.

Xu Xining sincerely said, “If you want to give them to someone else, go ahead; you don’t have to give them to me anymore.”

She turned to leave after speaking.

Zhan Xingye panicked; he didn’t understand why Xu Xining suddenly refused his flowers. Did she not like them anymore? But he had never intended to give the flowers to anyone else.

Zhan Xingye suddenly remembered a similar scene from “Empty Gun,” where the pure-hearted female lead refused the male lead’s gift and ran away like a startled deer.

The male lead grabbed her neck, fiercely pinned her against the wall, and hissed in her ear that he wouldn’t be patient forever-if she didn’t accept the gift, he would cripple her hands.

Zhan Xingye reached out to grab Xu Xining but hesitated.

Grabbing the neck must hurt.

Slamming someone against the wall must hurt too.

Thinking about Xu Xining in pain made him feel pain himself, but if he didn’t try to be the type she liked, how could Xu Xining ever like him?!

Zhan Xingye gritted his teeth and suddenly rushed forward, scooping Xu Xining under her arms and lifting her high!

That must be close enough!! Lifting her up must be similar to slamming her against a wall!!! Exactly the same effect but she wouldn’t feel any pain!!

Xu Xining: “…Eh?”

The girl’s feet dangled in the air, her slender legs kicking aimlessly a couple of times, one of her shoes even flew off, like a cat suddenly lifted into the air, her eyes wide with shock.

Zhan Xingye: “Take the flowers, otherwise…”

Xu Xining: “Otherwise?”

Zhan Xingye said gravely, “I’ll cripple my own hands.”

Xu Xining: Why?! Is that reasonable?!

Xu Xining felt like she was in a real-life version of The Lion King. As she walked past the auditorium with an umbrella, classmates cast glances her way, and Xu Xining’s face suddenly flushed: “Put me down!”

How could the male lead in crazy literature ever be obedient?

Xu Xining: “If you don’t let go, I might kick you, you know?”

Zhan Xingye remained unmoved.

True to her word, Xu Xining kicked at him with the foot that had lost its shoe.

The girl, originally wearing sandals, now exposed one clean, slightly pinkish foot, her delicate ankle as if it could be encircled with just two fingers.

She unapologetically kicked Zhan Xingye once, her sole landing right on his sturdy abdomen. Seeing he didn’t react, she gently stepped on him again.

The warmth and softness of her sole, her toes curling cutely, brushed against the thin fabric, sparking a shiver as if from an electric shock.

Zhan Xingye, as if scorched, suddenly put her down.

Xu Xining, leaning against the wall on one leg, watched as the young man crouched down, picked up her shoe, and helped her slip it on.

His thin, clean palm gently held her ankle.

“Hmph, I’m pretty tough, huh.” Xu Xining felt a little surge of pride, thinking to herself that she hadn’t really kicked him hard, otherwise she could take on ten like him.

“Uh-huh.” Zhan Xingye adjusted his cap, his ears as red as if they were bleeding, and murmured softly, “Too tough.”

Since Zhan Xingye had admitted defeat, he could only obediently follow behind Xu Xining, holding the bouquet.

Xu Xining, noticing the time, suggested, “Let’s head to the cafeteria for a meal. After that, it’ll be time for the dance.”

She led Zhan Xingye to the cafeteria, still mindful of his financial struggles and lack of meat in his diet. So, she specifically ordered several meat dishes: sweet and sour ribs, sweet and sour pork, green pepper beef strips, and cola chicken wings.

They often ate together at home and never minded sharing from the same bowl. Zhan Xingye frequently finished her leftovers.

But today, Xu Xining surprisingly took two trays, dividing each dish into a large and a small portion, pushing the larger one towards Zhan Xingye.

To Zhan Xingye, this act seemed like she was drawing a line between them.

If she disliked him, why did she still act like a caring mother, feeding him meat?

Zhan Xingye, a creature not known for his brains, felt like his head was about to explode.

Xu Xining was a chatterbox even while eating. She babbled on about her college experiences to Zhan Xingye until a surprised voice from a nearby girl interrupted, “…Zhan Xingye?!”

Zhan Xingye looked up, his face expressionless as he gazed at her.

The girl was beside herself with excitement, “Zhan Xingye, it’s me, Luo Zilin from the 30th level, Field Operations Class 1. We worked on a mission together before… I mean, a group project!”

At the Administration Bureau’s branch school, Zhan Xingye was a legendary figure. His looks seemed straight out of a drama, with his unsmiling, icy demeanor, taciturn nature, and that infuriating youthful charm.

Countless people had been saved by him during field operations, leaving a lasting impression.

Rumor had it that he wasn’t just an S-rank assassin for the Administration Bureau but also the top-ranked bounty hunter on the dark web, known as “no money to spend.” Despite the name sounding impoverished, his accumulated commissions exceeded a billion.

Those vicious Exotic Species often found themselves dealt with by “no money to spend” within two hours of being listed on the bounty board.

Such efficiency, such relentless dedication, such a 24/7 work ethic made it hard not to suspect that “no money to spend” was Zhan Xingye’s alias, though he denied it.

Luo Zilin asked, “Senior, why are you here? Are you here to see Xie Yi too?”

Xie Yi’s appearance at Wenjuan University had already gone viral. For the past six months, he had mysteriously withdrawn from the public eye, canceling almost all press releases, leaving fans across the internet eagerly anticipating any news.

Zhan Xingye glanced at her, his eyes saying, “Knowing full well Xie Yi is a Demon violating the contract by using demon spells for profit, you’re still his fan?”

Luo Zilin covered her mouth, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Senior, I was wrong!”

Xu Xining, puzzled, asked, “Why are you apologizing?” She kicked Zhan Xingye under the table, “Did you glare at her? Why are you glaring at a young girl? Aren’t you supposed to be the senior?”

Zhan Xingye said, “Sorry.”

Xu Xining, with a cheerful smile, said, “You’re her junior, right? Come join us for lunch! I’ll go get a couple more dishes… No need to be shy!”

Luo Zilin asked cautiously, “Senior, is that okay?”

Zhan Xingye replied, “No…” but after a nudge from Xu Xining, he changed his answer, “Sure.”

Xu Xining went to swipe her student card and added two more dishes, also buying a drink for Luo Zilin. Luo Zilin was overwhelmed with gratitude, “Thank you, sister.”

Xu Xining laughed, “I didn’t realize Xingye was so popular at school.”

Luo Zilin nodded vigorously, “Popular is an understatement!”

Many girls secretly admired him, and even more were heartbroken over him, because he seemed completely oblivious to any romantic hints. If you confessed to him, he’d simply say, “I have someone I like.” If you persisted, he’d say, “Beat me in a fight, and I’ll give you a chance.”

Who on earth could beat him?

What a quintessentially straightforward guy!

Luo Zilin thought for a moment and added, “It’s just that he’s a bit intimidating, otherwise he’d be even more popular.”

Xu Xining was puzzled, “Intimidating? Who are you talking about?”

“He’s just a bit aloof, seems hard to approach,” Luo Zilin whispered, “And he doesn’t respond when spoken to, always keeps to himself, never smiles, comes off as very cool.”

Xu Xining fell silent.

Are you talking about Zhan Xingye, the one she bullied since childhood, who seemed like a pushover, always ready to help, and appeared to be the kind of person who’d get bullied by everyone?

How could there be such a big misunderstanding about him?!

At the table, the two girls chatted away. Xu Xining, naturally sociable, quickly got to know Luo Zilin better. Xu Xining had started school early, so she was actually a bit younger, only twenty this year, technically making her the younger one.

As they chatted, Xu Xining got carried away and forgot about keeping her distance. She reached over to eat a piece of pineapple from Zhan Xingye’s plate and casually handed him her unfinished lemonade.

Zhan Xingye took it without expression and drank.

Using the same straw.

Xu Xining remained oblivious, engrossed in conversation with Luo Zilin, but noticed her junior seemed to be in shock, her mind wandering.

The junior said dryly, “…Um, are you and the senior a couple?”

Xu Xining replied, “No, we’re not.”

“I must have misunderstood.” The junior seemed dazed, “Because the senior always says he has someone he likes…”

Zhan Xingye silently glanced at her.

The junior apologized, “Sorry, is that something I shouldn’t mention? I don’t even know who it is…”

Xu Xining suddenly raised her hand, excitedly, “I know!!”

Zhan Xingye was startled.

How did Xu Xining know he liked her? Did she always know? So she had already gently rejected him, hadn’t she…

Just as Xu Xining was about to shout if it was Diana, she bit her tongue in her excitement, painfully clutching her mouth, eyes watering.

A faint scent of blood, undetectable to humans, wafted out…

Luo Zilin quickly said, “Did you bite your tongue? Drink some water to ease it.”

Zhan Xingye suddenly stood up, raising his arm to shield Xu Xining, instinctively protective.

He heard the sound of vampires approaching rapidly. Earlier, he heard Xie Yi fighting vampires outside the hall, but he wanted to watch Xu Xining perform, so he didn’t intervene, nor did he care who Xie Yi’s enemies were.

The footsteps drew closer, and with a bang, the cafeteria curtain was flung open.

…Then a wave of rose petals surged in!!!

Xu Xining thought, “Not again?!”

In the nick of time, Xie Yi made a dazzling entrance before Huo Ting!! The man radiating charm appeared once more!

The rich scent of roses dispelled the faint trace of blood. Xie Yi strode confidently, bringing an apocalyptic celebration atmosphere wherever he went, “Beautiful ladies-let me hear your screams.”

And so, everyone in the cafeteria, including the junior and the lunch lady, began to scream!!

Xu Xining was utterly shocked.

How could he just turn on the charm anytime, anywhere? Not even sparing the cafeteria folks! Xie Yi, how desperate are you for fans?!