The yandere CEO’s Black Moonlight is reborn again

Chapter 300 Extra Chapter 1: Fu Linchuan

I've known for a long time that I'm a fictional character in a novel.

It was that thing called the system that told me this.

When Xiaoxi first left, I felt like a walking corpse, drifting through each day in a daze. Until I finally couldn't bear the pain anymore and wanted to end my life.

The vibrant color stained the entire bathtub red, and just as I was about to lose consciousness, I suddenly heard a voice.

"You can't die! You're the male protagonist of this world. If you die, this world will collapse."

But I don't care. I'm going to die anyway, so what does it matter to me whether the world collapses or not?

Then the voice spoke again, anxious and helpless: "Don't die! She'll come back eventually anyway, please hold on until then."

With just that one sentence, my mind cleared.

"Are you telling the truth? When will she be back?"

The voice stammered, "Anyway, it'll be in the future, not too long."

But I refused and insisted that it give a deadline.

The wound is still bleeding, and I can't hold on much longer.

The voice finally grew impatient and gave a time.

"Five years! She will definitely come back in five years!"

"Row!"

After getting the answer, I used my last bit of willpower to call the emergency services.

I will wait until the stream returns.

In preparation for our reunion five years later, I started to tidy myself up. Xiaoxi wouldn't like me looking so颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of being listless, dispirited, or颓废). She's such an outstanding and proud person; she couldn't possibly accept that the person she'd spend her life with is a good-for-nothing.

I keep learning, exercising, and even starting to learn to cook. When I was in that rented room, Xiaoxi cooked for me once, and I want to cook for her in the future.

Later, I started to get involved in overseas business, which facilitated the Fu family's trade relations overseas. I met many people, including a talkative guy who wanted to be friends with me. The old man appreciated me more and more, and even planned to make me the heir to the Fu family business.

Five years later, I couldn't wait to return to China.

The voice didn't specify which day it would be five years from now, so after returning to China, I kept an eye on the news around me every day.

One evening, exhausted from continuous work, the driver kindly played a song for me, and I heard that familiar name again.

I could feel my heart, which had been dormant for so long, begin to beat strongly again, and fresh blood flowed into my entire body. It felt like I had finally come back to life.

Little Stream, I'm finally going to see you.

Our reunion went very smoothly.

Sure enough, Xiaoxi loves me too.

However, I could hear a strange voice coming from Xiaoxi, which she called the system.

Through their conversation, I learned everything. I learned that Xiaoxi was a soul from another world who approached me in order to return home and lured me into falling in love with her.

I vaguely recall the voice that appeared when I was dying; could it also be from this system?

I didn't feel betrayed or deceived. Regardless of the initial intentions, the result was that I gained a lover who loves me very much, and I love her very much too. I'm even glad that I'm the male lead, and that Xiaoxi is the one she's trying to win over, not someone else.

But I started to feel uneasy.

It seems that everything about us is guided by this system—our love, our acquaintance, and our separation.

If that's the case, does it mean that one day, Xiaoxi will abandon me again because of her mission?

I can't accept this; I have to find a way to resist all of this.

I know I am the core of this world, so I awakened my power as the male protagonist.

Later, I discovered that the so-called system was just a tool, and it wasn't as scary as I had imagined. I could even control it. I thought there were no more obstacles between us.

But I didn't expect that it was Xiaoxi who made the final choice.

Even if I wanted to keep her trapped in this world, I couldn't change the fact that she came from another world. She also had someone she cared about in that world, someone she was willing to give her life for.

But I don't want to.

I became jealous, I went crazy. I wanted to prove that I was more important to Xiaoxi, so I let the system force her to make a choice. But in the end, she chose to die.

How could I bear to let her die?
I regret.

Then let me die, as long as she remembers me.

The system once said that I am the male protagonist of this world, and if I die, this world will collapse. Since they are all from another world, I will use my life to give them a way to live.

When I woke up again, the surroundings seemed to be the same as before.

Except for her.

She disappeared, and no one remembers her.

It was as if she had never been to this world.

But no, that's not how it is. I remember, I remember it clearly.

I stubbornly painted her image into my picture frame; I stubbornly renamed my largest entertainment company to Linxi; I stubbornly bought a Ragdoll cat and named it Mango; I stubbornly wanted to restore every trace of her existence.

However, it was all in vain. My thoughts began to settle, and my memories of her gradually faded. I knew that I would eventually forget her, just like everyone else around me.

But I don't want to forget, and I can't forget.

Whenever I feel my memories of her fading, I cut my arm; the pain temporarily gives me control of my body. Every time I fall asleep, I relive our story; every time I open my eyes, I check if I still remember my lover.

And so it went, day and night, night after night, for who knows how long, until I finally felt that the force binding me loosen.

I succeeded.

I will never forget it from now on; I will remember it forever.

Even if I'm the only one who remembers.

Some time later, I went to Country E on business and happened to hear news about that Miss Ye.

When Ye Tingyun came to City A to manage Xingyi Entertainment, I discovered that the Ye family and Xiaoxi might be related. So when I heard about this Miss Ye, even without any reason or clues, I was eager to meet her.

When I saw her, I was overjoyed. It was her, his little stream! But just as I was about to approach her, I met her eyes.

Those eyes were pale and lifeless, yet when they looked at me they were filled with a strange, astonished look. After realizing that we were making eye contact, she lowered her head shyly.

Not her.

It's not her.

This time, the pain I've experienced is far greater than ever before.

If her body isn't here, I can search for her in every corner of the world, but her soul isn't here.

I cannot escape this world, so there is no way out.

At that moment, I hated myself for being a two-dimensional character, hated that this was a fictional world, and hated everything here being controlled.

Every month after that, I would go to Country E to see Miss Ye. I firmly believed that Xiaoxi would definitely come back.

At worst, we can wait another five years.

Perhaps my sincerity moved the heavens, because a few months later, I heard about Ms. Ye again while I was on a business trip in Yuncheng. Someone played a live video of her performance at an FM exchange meeting, and I rudely snatched it away.

Looking at the confident and flamboyant protagonist on the screen, I knew I had finally found what I was waiting for.

I canceled all my plans and rushed to that hotel. At the time, her annulment of her engagement with another young man was making headlines. I stood in the crowd, watching her look at that man with disdain, like a queen on a high throne.

I know she's back.

But she seems to have forgotten me.

But it's okay, I'll make her fall in love with me again.

He Zisheng asked me, "The person you're looking for isn't her, is it? Do you even know who she is?"

I know, of course I know.

I said, "She is my wife."

Always will be.