My Supernatural Exes Are Desperate to Win Me Back - Chapter 4 - Surprise

Just as the classic Greek tragedy of patricide was about to unfold, the fox’s body suddenly transformed with a “poof” into a flamboyant bouquet of roses. Zhan Xingye’s swinging long knife pierced through a layer of petals like a barbecue skewer, hitting nothing but air, while the fox’s agile figure landed lightly on the distant bedside table.

“Give me three chances, son,” Xie Yi bargained, “Or at least a hint? Is your mom a pure and artistic singer-dancer, or does she have a slender waist and long legs with a 36D?”

The blade flashed, murderous intent filled the air.

In the cramped room, the two engaged in a fierce battle. Xie Yi moved with agility, his demon spells were exquisite and varied. If anyone were fortunate enough to witness this fight, they would realize that the magic tricks Xie Yi usually performed as a Magician were mere child’s play. His figure now flickered between reality and illusion, like a phantom dancing on the edge of a blade.

But Zhan Xingye’s speed was inhumanly fast. If Xie Yi was like a fluttering butterfly, Zhan Xingye was the net that captured it; if Xie Yi was a deceptive illusion, Zhan Xingye was the knife that pierced through it!

In an instant, it seemed as though thousands of long knives wove a deadly net within the confined space, the blade light surged like a waterfall, crashing like ocean waves.

“Whoosh!”

A pillow flew across the room, accurately hitting Zhan Xingye’s face, then bounced off and landed on the fox’s head.

With the skills and speed of these two men, dodging bullets would be a breeze, let alone a mere pillow. But for some reason, neither of them dodged.

“What’s all the noise?! What’s all the noise?! What’s all the noise!!!”

Xu Xining shouted in exasperation, springing up like a Jiangshi¹ rising from its coffin.

“Who is making noise in the middle of the night?! If anyone dares to make noise again, let me see you do it! Ah-!!!!”

Her furious voice echoed in the room…

She sat on the bed, not even opening her eyes, her golden hair a tangled mess, falling over her sleepy face.

The two men instantly fell silent, motionless, like children caught playing in the mud by an enraged mother.

Xu Xining was neither arrogant due to her beauty nor spoiled like a princess.

In fact, she usually had a very good temper, even able to chat happily with the elderly guard at the community gate.

But both men knew that the better her temper usually was, the worse her mood was when waking up.

If someone disturbed her sleep, she would erupt like a volcano, blindly unleashing fury, unstoppable by anyone.

Zhan Xingye knew well the power of this.

During elementary school lunch breaks, he would either eat at Xu’s house or Xu Xining would eat at Zhan’s family.

At 1:30 in the afternoon, he would always wake up obediently on time and go to wake Xu Xining for school.

-Every time it ended with him being pinned down and beaten by the blackened Xu Xining.

Xie Yi was no exception.

He once fancied himself romantic, wanting to gently kiss the girl awake from her dreams, so she would wake to see the carefully arranged room of roses and the twelve-carat diamond ring Valentine’s Day gift.

At that time, there was even a recording crew for Xie Yi’s solo documentary “Magic Life” filming the whole process.

The high-definition camera focused on the sleeping young girl-she was nestled in soft goose-down bedding, her golden hair spilling over the white pillow, her long lashes lowered, with an enchanting innocence and purity, like an angel fallen to earth.

However, Xie Yi never expected that he would awaken not an angel, but a vengeful Satan.

They intended to capture the romance of magic and unexpected surprise of love’s arrival, but instead filmed the wrathful Valkyrie and the doomed culprit.

…

Beep beep, a distant car horn sounded from the road.

Silence, a deathly silence.

The two men even stopped breathing, now sharing a high degree of tacit understanding.

Xu Xining erupted in silence, they perished in silence.

The girl swayed twice, finding the surroundings quiet, then fell back like a soulless salted fish, continuing her slumber.

One second, two seconds, three seconds…

The girl breathed evenly on one side, while the two men exchanged glances in the dark.

One had eyes sharp as knives, black as ink, the other had eyes that were captivating, emitting a demonic golden glow.

They moved simultaneously!

Zhan Xingye lunged at Xie Yi, while Xie Yi lunged at… Xu Xining.

The fox leapt onto the bed with the grace of a fish diving into water, burrowing into the girl’s embrace, spreading his limbs in a carefree manner, sticking closely to her.

Hostage! He was using Xu Xining as a hostage!

Xie Yi wagged his fluffy tail, as if taunting, “Come catch me~”

To catch him would inevitably wake Xu Xining.

Zhan Xingye couldn’t confess he was capturing a demon, as this would severely violate the Administration Bureau’s confidentiality principles, so he could only admit he was a perverted creep breaking in at night to assault a sleeping beauty, earning himself three years in prison.

Zhan Xingye’s body froze, stepping forward, his body taut with anger.

For a moment, Xie Yi thought he might go mad, rushing forward to tear him to pieces, but ultimately Zhan Xingye slowly retreated.

He left as swiftly as he arrived, flipping out the window and disappearing.

Xie Yi happily nestled in Xu Xining’s embrace, feeling he had restored his paternal authority, albeit through shamelessness and brazenness…

However, his joy was short-lived.

Xu Xining, annoyed by his fidgeting, kicked him off the bed.

The next morning, the alarm clock rang for the tenth time, Xu Xining finally woke up, saw the time, and sprang up, whirlwind-like, changing clothes, rushing into the bathroom to wash up and comb her hair, grabbing a rice ball and yogurt for breakfast.

Her alarm clock always cut it close, every morning was a race against time.

Before leaving, she finally remembered the fox, rummaging through the fridge for some vegetables, fruits, and boiled eggs, piling them in front of him: “Eat whatever you want, don’t be shy…”

Then she remembered the fox might eat too much and poop everywhere, so she fretted, “But don’t eat too much, give me some face, be discreet when you poop.”

Xie Yi: ?

He was truly afraid of Xu Xining, afraid she might suddenly decide to teach him how to poop, so he turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, the girl suddenly squatted down without warning, smiling, and kissed the fox’s head, rubbing it, saying, “Wait for me to come back.”

She had a fresh and pleasant lemon shampoo scent.

Xu Xining rarely initiated kisses with him, the few times she did were at the beginning of their relationship, eager to expose their romance and drive away her ex, Huo Ting. Whenever she saw the camera, she would quickly tug Xie Yi’s tie, succinctly: “Quick, kiss me.”

Her tone was straightforward and candid, like saying “Bro, lend me a light.”

Her gaze was clear and bright, like a fawn or sunshine, making one feel that meeting her eyes would be burned by the light.

Her lips were like cherry blossom petals in spring, moist and soft, surpassing all the world’s honey.

Thinking of this, Xie Yi couldn’t help but stand up to kiss her, but Xu Xining also stood up, he lunged… only barely reaching her belly.

Xu Xining pushed him back while closing the door: “Alright, alright, I’m leaving.”

She pulled off the Lemon Doll from her shoulder bag, shook it in front of the fox, making “zoo zoo zoo” sounds, then threw it forcefully into the room: “Go, Pikachu!”

Xie Yi: …

Go to hell!

After Xu Xining left, Xie Yi feared Zhan Xingye might launch a sneak attack, so he didn’t stay at her place.

He transformed into human form, casually conjuring a trendy red jacket with gold threads, straight black pants beneath polished boots, and strolled through the crowded square.

A floral jacket could easily look flashy, but Xie Yi had no such worries. He had a top-tier striking appearance, the more vibrant the color, the more it accentuated his height and elegance.

The crowd, like iron filings drawn to a magnet, trembled with excitement as they gathered around him.

Xie Yi wore a confident smile, conjuring rose after rose from the pocket of his jacket to give to nearby women, his movements courteous yet mischievous, carrying a deadly allure.

“Ahhhh thank you ahhh Xie Yi in person ahhh I really like you I really like you!” The girl stammered, looking like she might faint.

Endless praise, love at his fingertips.

This was the familiar, repeated daily routine.

Life seemed to return to normal, as if there was no one in the world Xie Yi couldn’t win over.

After leaving the crowd, Xie Yi leaned against a tree, waved his hand, and a fair-skinned, tall girl immediately ran over, softly calling, “Your Highness?”

Her name was Bai Yaoyao, a pigeon spirit living in Huai City, who had previously delivered keys to Xu Xining when she was locked out.

Usually, if Xie Yi didn’t summon her for tasks, she would be an up-and-coming content creator on Bilibili (similar to YouTube).

Xie Yi said, “Fly to Mount Tu for me, and ask the clan elders for a slip.”

During the fight, Xie Yi had snatched a handful of Zhan Xingye’s hair to use for a paternity test.

Of course, the demon clan’s paternity test couldn’t be done at a top-tier hospital, but rather by using hair or any part of the body as a medium, going to Mount Tu’s ancestral shrine to pray for a slip.

If a Red Slip was drawn, it would mean Zhan Xingye had the noble blood of the Fox Clan flowing through him; if it was a White Slip, it would mean he was a commoner.

Xie Yi handed the silk pouch containing the hair to Bai Yaoyao, seeing her eyes filled with admiration and longing, he smiled nonchalantly, casually patting her cheek: “Also, find a few people to investigate Zhan Xingye’s mother… You’ll do it for me, won’t you?”

“Of course, of course, Your Highness!” Bai Yaoyao’s face flushed with excitement, passionately and obsessively kissing his hand, “I’m willing to do anything for you! I’ll fly right away!”

Normally, Xie Yi would lean down to kiss her, as a sign of the Demon King’s favor.

Who would mind kissing a few young girls?

He liked these pretty girls as much as he liked spring flowers, but just as one wouldn’t remember the name of every flower, he wouldn’t remember who they were.

But today, he was unusually uninterested.

In the past, his life was like a game set on easy mode, invincible yet losing its charm. Even the most accommodating gal games for otakus required a symbolic strategy route, even the most boring pay-to-win browser games had to have a few symbolic bosses; only by investing effort would the rewards be cherished.

If there were such a game in the world, where the opening scene was thousands of girls eagerly throwing themselves at him… it would be the most boring game in the world.

He had played this boring game for eight hundred years, until a golden little flower looked at him like a good buddy, patted his thigh with camaraderie, and said today is the day we break up.

She dumped him.

Even worse than dumping him, she never loved him.

He thought the girl was falling deeper into the romance game, at his beck and call, but she was genuinely playing the role of a good scandalous girlfriend.

He couldn’t even blame her.

At that moment, shock mixed with anger, more so confusion and bewilderment, like suddenly a dazzling gold was mixed into the monotonous black-and-white game, the plot derailed, galloping towards a realm he knew nothing about and had never ventured into.

With her bright smiling eyes as the center, vibrant colors swirled, sweeping through the black-and-white world like a storm, making everything different.

…

The world became interesting again.

Before Xu Xining returned home from work, Xie Yi transformed back into a fox, squatting at the door waiting for her.

In the hazy reflection on the tiles, the fiery fox tail fluffed up like mist, inexplicably reminiscent of Daji’s mesmerizing allure when she danced behind the screen draped in red silk.

Even as a fox, he was exceptionally handsome.

Xu Xining kissed him before leaving, telling him to wait for her return, could she have prepared a surprise?

Thinking of this, Xie Yi regained his confidence, leisurely wagging his tail.

He heard the elevator door open, chaotic footsteps, followed by Xu Xining’s clear voice: “It’s no trouble, it’s my duty to report promptly! Protecting wildlife is our responsibility!”

The door opened, outside stood professionals in Forestry Bureau uniforms and work badges, two men and one woman, equipped with anti-bite gloves, a large iron cage, ropes, and bait sticks, looking serious and vigilant.

Xie Yi: …

Xie Yi: Surprise?

Footnote:

1. Jiangshi(僵尸):In Chinese folklore, the jiangshi, is a corpse that moves by hopping. These creatures are typically depicted wearing Qing Dynasty official robes, characterized by deep blue or black long gowns with a belt and a hat. To combat jiangshi, Taoist talismans, such as charms and peachwood swords, are commonly employed.