My Supernatural Exes Are Desperate to Win Me Back - Chapter 9 - Feigned Death

Yu Yuanyuan sent her a series of video links.

Half a month ago: [Xie Yi responds to netizens’ questions, smiles sweetly when mentioning his girlfriend]

A week ago: [Sakura blooms for one person, Magic God Displays Affection Publicly]

Three days ago: [The top magician’s romance, love transcending time and space]

…

In the interview, the host’s cheeks were flushed, unable to contain her excitement and admiration.

Xie Yi lounged on a bright red sofa, wearing a rose gold Patek Philippe watch. His long legs were stretched out, his hairstyle was casually rebellious, perfectly showcasing his boldness.

Host: “The magic of sakura blooms has been voted the best of the year by millions of netizens. What are your thoughts on this?”

Xie Yi smirked: “Whether others like it or not doesn’t matter. The main thing is to make Ning happy.”

The host instantly showed a delighted expression, and the comments were filled with excitement!

[So Ning was there at the scene, right!!!!]

[Performing for the world, but actually just for you! Xie Yi, don’t be too good at this!!!]

[If I do good deeds in this life, can I get a Xie Yi in the next?]

[Every time you call Ning, I get jealous… Just kill me with jealousy!!!]

The host continued: “Speaking of this mysterious Ning, recently netizens have also spotted large rose-colored heart-shaped clouds at dusk, flocks of yellow-tailed sparrows forming Ning’s pattern in the sky, and a high-rise suddenly appearing overnight at the ruins of No. 181 Qiu Road. Are these all your doing?”

“Just little tricks to make the girl happy,” Xie Yi replied nonchalantly, playing with the microphone with his slender fingers, lazily squinting his eyes. “As for the ruins, she said they were ugly, so I bought the land and changed it overnight.”

[Xie Yi! Don’t love too much!]

[Xie Yi buys land without batting an eye, while my boyfriend complains about picking up my packages!!!]

[Deep affection doesn’t suit you; you’d be better off as a player. At least then I’d have a chance… Give me a chance, bro, I’m begging you!!]

[I’ve been thinking for three days and nights and still don’t understand, is this girl using demon spells? How did she enchant Xie Yi so completely?!]

Xu Xining was equally shocked.

…So you didn’t mention at all that I don’t like this, huh?!

You’re reporting only the good news, ignoring the bad, pretending to be deeply affectionate for an audience like you’re performing for your matchmaking relatives!

The sakura blooms blocked her path for two hours, not to mention she didn’t even look up at the heart-shaped clouds. At the time, Xu Xining found him annoying and pointed at the ruins saying, “Comrade, I’m not exaggerating, our relationship is just like this.”

That night, Xie Yi built a high-rise on the ruins.

…With such skills, why aren’t you building a modern socialist nation instead of pestering me?!

This kind of interview would make anyone think they’re in a passionate romance, right?!

Xu Xining couldn’t help but message Yu Yuanyuan: [You know we broke up, doesn’t this interview seem strange to you?!]

Yuan Tuan: [I thought it was part of the plan.]

Lock Heart and Love: [He’s not an alien, what plan could I possibly have!!]

Yu Yuanyuan shouted: [You changed your username to Lock Heart and Love, I thought you were planning to use Xie Yi to fend off other men for a long time!!!]

Lock Heart and Love: [I don’t want to be in a relationship, but that doesn’t mean I need to be constantly tied to my ex! It’s like saying I love eating poop just because I ate too much today!]

Yu Yuanyuan was horrified: [Then what do we do, now everyone knows you love eating poop.]

Xu Xining: “…”

Yu Yuanyuan: [Sorry, I got carried away. Look on the bright side, Xie Yi has both looks and money, the kind that eighty million people are scrambling to eat.]

Yu Yuanyuan: [……]

Yu Yuanyuan screamed: [People, that kind of person, person!!]

Xu Xining immediately called Xie Yi.

Xie Yi’s voice was lazy, with a magnetic, enticing undertone: “Ning, what made you think of me today?”

Xu Xining: “Dog Xie, why are you pretending we’re still in a relationship?”

Xie Yi clicked his tongue: “You rarely call me, just to ask this, it makes me a bit sad.”

Although Xu Xining had mentioned breaking up, Xie Yi didn’t take it seriously. He thought with his charm, she’d change her mind in no time. It wouldn’t make sense to announce a breakup today and a reconciliation tomorrow, that would just confuse the fans, no need.

Who knew his charm would take a bit longer.

Long enough that it’s circled the globe three times, and Xu Xining still wants to break up.

Xie Yi coaxed: “I never said I was in a relationship, they did.”

Xu Xining, with clarity in her mind, said seriously: “For the sake of our remaining friendship, I’ll give you a week to let everyone know we’ve broken up, whether through direct or indirect hints, paying for marketing, whatever works. Otherwise, don’t blame me for taking action!”

Xie Yi, intrigued, asked: “Let me hear what action you plan to take.”

Xu Xining chuckled softly, hanging up: “Trust me, you won’t want to know.”

Xie Yi truly didn’t know what Xu Xining would do. In this world, women generally fall into three categories: those who haven’t met him, those who love him, and then there’s Xu Xining.

Xie Yi chose to stay on Sakura Street partly to avoid his son’s relentless pursuit by using Xu Xining’s ordinary human status, and partly to understand her.

No one dislikes Xie Yi, except her.

And he wants to know why.

The saying goes, know your enemy and yourself, and you’ll win every battle. Xie Yi couldn’t resort to forceful tactics; that would be beneath him.

He respects girls like he respects all beautiful flowers and precious porcelain, not holding hands with those who don’t want to be held, nor sleeping with those who don’t want to be slept with. Xie Yi doesn’t lack women, he doesn’t force things.

He opens his arms like a generous king, accepting the snowstorm of affection that comes his way, realizing he never had to pursue to get everything.

If he wants to kiss a girl, he patiently waits for her to willingly come to him.

…Indeed, this principle is based on the fact that in eight hundred years, all girls have come to him.

But Xu Xining is… too unpredictable.

If she called the police saying this guy is harassing me every day, he’d believe it. If she marched down the street with a banner saying “Dog Xie won’t break up with me, he deserves a thousand cuts,” he’d believe it too.

No matter how outrageous, if Xu Xining did it, it would make perfect sense.

Xie Yi had a bit of a headache.

Xu Xining didn’t even know what he had done for her.

When Xu Xining pretended to date him, it was to shake off her previous boyfriend Huo Ting’s entanglement. After all, for ordinary people, Xie Yi’s favor would certainly deter other suitors, regardless of wealth or looks, in the face of Xie Yi’s irresistible charm, they were mere decorations.

But Huo Ting was not ordinary at all.

-He was the oldest pureblood duke among vampires, with lineage from the noble Torhorde, wielding thunder and Divine Punishment.

When Xie Yi first started dating Xu Xining, he learned this unfortunate news… He genuinely thought her ex was a Dark Crawling Caveman!

He had only met Huo Ting twice.

The first time was two hundred years ago, at a negotiation meeting between the demon clan and vampires. Huo Ting refused to be swayed by Xie Yi’s natural charm, sitting alone and proud on a solemn throne, surrounded by pale blue lightning.

Throughout the negotiation, he only said one sentence: “I disagree.”

All vampires agreed, except him, resulting in a breakdown of negotiations and war. Huo Ting single-handedly summoned thunder from the sky, violently crushing the Silver Moon Wolf Clan. In the next negotiation, the demon clan retreated, and peace was achieved.

The second time was when Huo Ting learned Xu Xining was with him. One night, Huo Ting came knocking, a swarm of bats like dark clouds obscured the moonlight, hanging upside down around Xie Yi’s residence like a black snowstorm.

Huo Ting stood at the door, his tall figure wrapped in a black cloak, collar high, carrying a chill, speaking words as cold as knives: “Xu Xining doesn’t belong to you, leave her.”

Xie Yi leaned sleepily against the doorframe, mentally raising a middle finger.

…

Damn it, who doesn’t sleep at 3 AM, you idiot.

No wonder Xu Xining dislikes you!

Xie Yi didn’t want to let go, nor could he fight Huo Ting; that would reignite war.

-So he did something unscrupulous.

He enlisted someone with hypnotic talent to deeply implant a thought in Huo Ting: “Xu Xining is dead.”

Hypnosis, such a talent, is domineering because it defies logic. Huo Ting might doubt his own identity, but he wouldn’t doubt whether Xu Xining was truly dead.

Even if he heard about Xu Xining’s recent activities, even if he saw photos of her kissing Xie Yi on social media, he couldn’t break free from the hypnosis, instead firmly believing Xu Xining was dead, regardless of how she died, dead as a doornail.

To break the hypnosis, he would have to see Xu Xining standing right in front of him.

But what are the odds of that happening?

In a vast city, so many people live within it, longing for each other, yet never meeting in a lifetime.

Xu Xining certainly isn’t the type to seek out an ex, and Huo Ting wouldn’t seek out a dead person.

Besides, Xie Yi confidently thought, knowing his ex-girlfriend was dead, Huo Ting must have long abandoned any thoughts.

After all, someone like him, a cold, dark old vampire, wouldn’t know what it means to have feelings.

To him, Xu Xining should have been just a fleeting shadow.

A dead shadow!

Moreover, in Xie Yi’s eyes, it was Huo Ting who was unscrupulous first. A girl with a publicly declared lover should be respected; pursuing a girl who is spoken for is something only pathetic losers would do.

If one day Xu Xining said she truly liked someone, Xie Yi would casually shrug, put his hands in his pockets, and walk away.

At least at this moment… he firmly believed this.

Huai River was pouring rain.

The river rose, and the vast city was shrouded in a curtain-like thick mist, heavy clouds hung low, and deep within the clouds, thunder rumbled continuously.

Jiuzhang Mansion, the grand garden villa was brightly lit, rain pattered into the puddles on the grass, splashing onto shiny, expensive shoes.

Bats hanging under the eaves flapped down, transforming mid-air into a solemn, elegant butler, quietly walking behind the man, holding up a black umbrella: “Master.”

The umbrella was battered by the rain, and rain lines dripped from the sturdy ribs.

The man stood with his back to the villa’s lights, wearing a well-tailored suit, his skin pale, hair black, his profile like a sculptor’s chisel, deep-set brows and eyes filled with a shadowy coldness.

His features were so strikingly handsome they were almost aggressive and oppressive, making people afraid to meet his gaze, appearing proud and aloof, with eyes that held a chilling sharpness and overwhelming authority.

“The Administration Bureau sent someone to harm Dongfang Xieyi; their reach is getting too long,” the butler said softly.

He waited for a response for a long time.

The butler respectfully kept his head down, while Huo Ting remained motionless, seemingly having heard, yet seemingly completely indifferent.

Before him, on the grass, was a tombstone, the light casting a long, sharp shadow in front of him.

The butler knew well that ever since Huo Ting’s battle with the demon clan two hundred years ago, when his mood was agitated, he showed signs of being counterattacked by his powers. At such times, stray electric sparks would scorch the lawn, leaving crisscrossed burn marks, requiring Jiuzhang Mansion to frequently re-lay the grass.

Especially… after she was gone.

The butler couldn’t help but advise: “Master, it’s best not to keep looking, it’s harming your body, or perhaps move the tombstone…”

The butler was startled by his gaze, instinctively stopping his words.

Huo Ting coldly said: “Is that something you should say?”

Suddenly, the sky lit up, illuminating Huo Ting’s pale face and dark eyes, as if the heavens and earth were ignited by the lightning, followed by rolling thunder!

Anger and vigilance descended like tangible Divine Punishment, the deafening thunder seemed to explode beside one’s ear, capable of splitting mountains!

The bats perched under the eaves and on the treetops scattered in panic, falling to the ground, kneeling in fear throughout the courtyard.

“Hold an umbrella over the tombstone,” Huo Ting turned and strode away.

Immediately, a Blood Servant held an umbrella over the tombstone, surrounded by rampant electric scars, yet the area around the tombstone remained lush.

Raindrops slid off the tombstone, making the engraved words increasingly clear.

-“Grave of Xu Xining.”

“So much for no rain! The weather forecast should be renamed reverse mine detection! I must crowdsource a trip to punch Thunder God!”

The blonde girl rushed home in the rain, kicked off her shoes, jumped onto the window seat, and quickly closed the window and curtains.

The fox jumped down from a high cabinet, landing lightly in her arms, nuzzling her cheek.

Xu Xining turned on the lights, switched on the heater, wrapped herself in a plush blanket, and curled up on the sofa, pressing the remote and cheerfully saying, “This weather is perfect for a movie night! How about we watch all night? Do you want Shrek or Tony Stark?”

Xie Yi: Wait, don’t you have an exam tomorrow?

Celebrating with an all-nighter before an exam, very well, very Xu Xining.

Xie Yi lounged lazily on the sofa watching the movie. After a while, Xu Xining suddenly said, “Hey Good Man, are you cold?” Then she moved him closer without waiting for a reply.

A while later, Xu Xining said, “Hey Good Man, you want a blanket too, let’s share,” then she snuggled him in her arms and thoughtfully covered him with the blanket.

Xie Yi struggled to poke his head out: …

The sudden care was a bit overwhelming.

Outside, thunder rolled, rain poured.

In the warm, cozy room, the girl hugged the fox under the blanket, occupying a small corner of the sofa.

Xie Yi nuzzled her cheek again, noticing she was a bit cold and trembling.

The green monster in the movie was being silly, laughter echoed from the screen.

But the girl didn’t laugh; she was usually bright and friendly, making people feel approachable, yet beauty itself carries an untouchable distance. When she didn’t smile, she was exquisitely aloof, golden hair falling, her face illuminated by the TV’s glow, stunningly beautiful.

Thunder, rain, darkness enveloped, as if the chaotic screams, footsteps, suffocating pressure and choking sensation from seven years ago transmitted to the ear.

Thunder boomed, Xu Xining held him tighter.

Xie Yi suddenly realized the girl seemed scared.

Though she appeared cheerful and lively, even choosing the most family-friendly movie, she never mentioned wanting to be closer, only smilingly asking if Good Man was cold.

Xie Yi lifted his head, suddenly reaching out a paw to hug her.

“Ding-dong-” the doorbell rang.

Xu Xining jumped in surprise, then happily leapt up, with such force she flipped Xie Yi onto the floor.

Xie Yi: “…”

Damn it, Xu Xining, you have no heart.

Xu Xining shouted “Coming, coming” and opened the door, finding Zhan Xingye standing outside.

Xu Xining’s face fell: “What are you doing here?”