Don't mess with that Miao boy, he's sickly and perverted.

"I can't stand that scumbag anymore! Every time my mom works the night shift, he comes and knocks on my door, saying he wants to talk to me about his feelings. Sometimes he knocks until the early hours of the morning, and I don't even dare to close my eyes."

"He always pretends to touch me casually, and he's so honest and obsequious to everyone. I've told my mom so many times, but she just doesn't believe he's that kind of person."

"Now I just want him to disappear every day!"

Qiuqiu was in a bad mood, so she ordered two bottles of plum wine. After drinking one glass, her complaints poured out like a flood.

Chai Xiaomi looked at her with heartache, knowing that she had been holding these words in for too long, from the time she disappeared, to the days when she was in a bad state after she came back, and now her heart was completely focused on Lili.

Qiuqiu has no one to confide in.

"Don't drink anymore, be careful not to get drunk." Chai Xiaomi felt a little guilty and reached out to snatch the wine bottle from Qiuqiu's hand.

Her home was close to the restaurant, only a five-minute walk away, but Qiuqiu took a taxi. Plus, with that scumbag at home, she was really worried about letting her drink there.

"What's wrong with being drunk?" Qiuqiu said. "I still have you! I don't care, I want to stay at your place tonight, please take me in, my darling. I really don't want to go back to that house for even a day. Everyone else looks forward to holidays, but I'm the one who dreads holidays the most."

"...Okay." Chai Xiaomi hesitated for a moment, thought it over, and decided to tell Qiuqiu the secret she had been keeping in her heart, "But there is still someone living in my house."

"Who?" Qiu Qiu's alarm bells rang. "You really have a new secret behind my back!?"

Chai Xiaomi downed three cups of wine in quick succession, and under Qiuqiu's mournful gaze, she solemnly confessed: "No, it's my husband."

Then, she recounted all her personal experiences in detail, as well as the fact that the world they were in was also a novel.

Thirty minutes later.

As Chai Xiaomi recounted her most emotional reunion, she took a few more sips of wine to calm herself. Taking a tissue from Qiuqiu, she wiped her tears and said, "Do you understand how I felt then? I thought I'd never see him again, but now we're living under the same roof every day. I've done so much good in my life; this is what I deserve."

Qiuqiu looked at the tearful girl across from her with a complicated expression, secretly searching on her phone: "My best friend seems to be possessed by a ghost, what should I do? I need help online, it's urgent!"

Chai Xiaomi became more and more excited as she talked, drinking one glass after another. Before long, she had finished two bottles of plum wine. She began to slump onto the table, her cheeks flushed as if painted with a thin layer of rouge, and the corners of her eyes reddened.

"Lili—!"

The shout, filled with a strong sob, startled the guests at the surrounding tables.

Anyone who didn't know better would think they were wailing at a funeral.

"Don't die!" she cried, burying her face in her arms like a child whining, "Waaah, you can't die..."

"I miss you so much, Lili..."

"Goddess of the Three Paths, please bless him..."

She groggily raised her head, her fair face flushed a light pink, tears streaming down her face, her long eyelashes wet like rain-soaked fans.

She didn't seem to realize she was crying, and was still foolishly raising her wine glass to her lips, resulting in half a glass of wine spilling all over her dress.

"No, friend, I'm begging you. I don't know if your Lili is dead or not, but you've scared me to death! Wake up!" Qiuqiu frantically grabbed tissues to wipe Chai Xiaomi's clothes. "Stop drinking! Stop drinking! I'll take you home."

Qiuqiu, as her best friend, knew the name Lili all too well.

This is the villain in Chai Xiaomi's favorite novel. She has expressed her love for this character more than once, and even regards him as her other half.

Qiuqiu is a big fan of otome games, and she has several husbands. So she just sees Xiao Mi as someone who provides emotional support.

But after listening to Xiaomi's explanation, she gradually realized the seriousness of the matter. Judging from Xiaomi's tone, it didn't sound like she was joking at all.

It seems she's developing delusions!

Rumor has it that many people died in the mountain where they disappeared before, perhaps because they were possessed by something unclean!

Qiuqiu helped Chai Xiaomi out of the restaurant, and they hadn't gone far when the rain suddenly poured down. Accompanied by rumbling thunder, the summer weather was always unpredictable; it had been fine when they went out.

She quickly pulled the person to the entrance of a nearby bar to hide for a while.

The person next to me was crying uncontrollably, drunk, and talking a lot. They were mumbling incoherently, and it was hard to understand what they were saying. In short, every three sentences they talked about involved Lili. They seemed to be trapped in some kind of sad emotion and couldn't pull themselves out of it.

Qiuqiu was busy comforting them and didn't notice that several men with ill intentions were frequently looking in their direction from the other side of the bar entrance.

By the time they noticed, the group had already approached.

"Hey little beauty, it's raining so hard, how about I take you home?" Five people surrounded her, the man in the lead grinning as he approached, his eyes constantly glancing at Xiao Mi. "You've had quite a bit to drink, haven't you? Don't push yourself too hard."

"No need." Qiuqiu said coldly, her voice tense. Only then did she realize that the man's gaze was fixed on the piece of cloth on Xiao Mi's body that had been soaked with wine. The beige dress had become somewhat transparent after being wet.

Her heart tightened, and she quickly pulled Xiao Mi into her arms. Her heart was pounding in her chest, but she still steeled herself and glared back at her with a warning look.

"Why are you being so fierce, little sister? Look how sad your friend is crying. We're just trying to help, please accept our thanks." A blond guy next to them chimed in.

"Look, your friend's clothes are all wet. He's going to catch a cold. Come with us, the car's parked over there, it's just a few steps away."

As they spoke, several people tried to pull the person away.

A sudden downpour struck, and there wasn't a soul on the road. Qiuqiu couldn't find anyone to ask for help, so she could only hold Xiao Mi tightly, asking, "W-what are you doing?"

The drunken person in her arms seemed to sense something was amiss. She propped up her slumped head, her eyes still blurry and tearful: "Qiuqiu, don't be afraid of these scoundrels. My Lili can take down one with one punch and kick two over with one kick."

These words were a complete humiliation for these men, and they instantly flew into a rage. "Lili? What kind of effeminate name is that? Is he your boyfriend? If he's so capable, why didn't he come to your rescue?"

As he spoke, he reached out to grab the person.

"Don't touch her!"

Suddenly, a slightly angry voice came from outside the bar.

A young man emerged from inside, dressed casually, with an expensive-looking watch on his wrist, and a bodyguard following behind him. He was clearly a young master from some wealthy family.

Zhou Yanchen's face showed displeasure as he coldly glanced at the thugs: "A bunch of grown men, bullying two girls, how impressive! Get lost!"

Several people recognized him – wasn't this the guy who booked the most expensive booth tonight? The tips he'd given out were enough for them to live a life of luxury for half a month. What a show-off! He's just relying on his family's money.

Damn it, I hate these rich kids the most!

"Who do you think you are, telling us to get lost?"

Zhou Yanchen raised an eyebrow: "Never heard of the Zhou Group in Beijing?"

"Hey, Mr. Jing! Sorry, we guys really don't know anything about the Zhou Group, we've only heard of Cao's Duck Neck, hahaha!"

"Whose rich guy is this? He's got such a big entourage! I'm so scared!"

"you**!******!"

The more you curse, the dirtier it gets.

Zhou Yanchen came here today at the invitation of his cousin's birthday party, but he didn't expect to run into Xiaomi here.

He wanted to play the hero and save the damsel in distress, but he was ridiculed and insulted in public by these thugs.

If he were in Beijing, everyone would fawn over him if he mentioned his name.

Feeling embarrassed, Zhou Yanchen suddenly threw a punch.

He boasted that he had studied freestyle fighting, played basketball, and worked out, so he thought he had some skills. But in the end, he and his bodyguard were outnumbered and beaten black and blue, collapsing miserably in the rain.

"Little sister, is this all your boyfriend can do? You little rascal, hahaha!" The leader of the group turned to his accomplice with a sarcastic look and laughed so hard he almost fell over.

"Feed".

A lazy voice pierced through the rain.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was perfectly timed to blend into the laughter.

"Take back what you just said. Please get this straight: who is her boyfriend?"

Raindrops pounded on the dark umbrella, splashing up tiny droplets that wove a hazy curtain along the edge. Beneath this curtain, a tall and slender figure seemed to blend into the stormy night, yet also stood out more than the darkness itself.

The edge of the umbrella was slightly raised, revealing half of her face.

Her thin lips, like cherry blossoms, curled into a disdainful smile.

The bar's neon lights cast an ambiguous halo in the puddles on the ground, breaking into colorful reflections.

The group of people rushed forward, cursing and swearing.

Then, one after another, they fell into the shimmering water.

The splashing water mingled with the sound of rain, pattering and wailing.

Qiuqiu's mouth was slightly open, and she stared in disbelief. The whole thing took less than a minute.

The person under the umbrella shook their hand in disgust, as if they had just touched something dirty, and hurriedly tried to clean the grime off their hands.

Then, he walked over step by step.

Stop in front of them.

The umbrella was fully raised.

For a moment, Qiuqiu almost stopped breathing.

The heterochromatic pupils, exposed under the umbrella, shimmered faintly in the mist, like some kind of gemstone that shouldn't exist in this world.

Qiuqiu's pupils suddenly contracted, and her mind went blank with a "buzz," clearing her mind of all thoughts.

Xiaomi's descriptions, which she had heard countless times before, suddenly exploded in her mind...

He is...

Wu Li looked down at the girl with hazy, drunken eyes. His coldness and hostility vanished, replaced by tenderness in his eyes. He reached out his hand:

"Sweetie, it's raining. I'm here to pick you up and take you home."

Chai Xiaomi stared blankly at the person in front of her, mumbling incoherently, "Lili, it's my Lili..."

The next second, she looked up with a smile, opened her arms like a happy little sparrow and rushed into his arms, hugging his neck, wishing she could hang on him.

"Do you know how much I miss you? I can't sleep at night because of it..."

She buried her face in the crook of his neck, her slender back trembling slightly from sobbing.

Wu Li steadily supported her, one hand around her waist, gently patting her back with his palm, his tone helpless yet tender: "Mimi, have you forgotten? We've been reunited for a long time, and we'll be together forever from now on."

"No!" The person in my arms suddenly raised their head, eyes red-rimmed, lips pouting. "I just want to think about you! Every day! Every moment! It's none of your business!"

A drunk person can't reason with anyone.

"Then—" Wu Li drawled, asking with feigned seriousness, "Besides me, is there anyone else on your mind?"

Chai Xiaomi shook her head vigorously: "No, only you, I love you the most! I've said it before, are you deaf? Are your ears broken? Do you want me to blow on them for you?"

Wu Li glanced at Zhou Yanchen not far away, a slight smile playing on her lips: "It doesn't matter if I'm deaf or not, as long as some people aren't."

"Lili, what are you saying? I don't understand. I'm a little dizzy. Hold me."

"Okay, I'll carry you home." Wu Li picked up Chai Xiaomi horizontally and held the umbrella over her.

He gave Qiuqiu a cold look and said, "As a friend, why didn't you advise her to drink less? They're all like that."

One or two?

Qiuqiu blinked blankly.

Depend on! ! !

She really has a new best friend!?

Chai Xiaomi!!

You're finished!!!