What are you looking at? You're the female lead too!

Ye Wen felt he should die.

Because at this moment, his "overlooking" truly became an "overlooking" view. He was floating in the air, looking at his own corpse from a third-person perspective, Shen Xuqiu crying on his own corpse, and the assassin walking leisurely towards him.

Astral projection? Soul scattering? Or something else entirely? Ye Wen couldn't figure it out, but surprisingly, he showed no emotional fluctuations, simply watching everything unfold in silence.

Is this what death feels like? It feels kind of comfortable... No.

This is not death.

Ye Wen's lips curled into a helpless smile. Even now, he could no longer deceive himself. He was indeed dead, but at the moment of death.

Something must have brought him to life.

From his current perspective, he is simply adapting to his increasingly inhuman body.

Ye Wen looked down at the ground beneath his consciousness. The black lines that had spread from the corpse were winding upwards like horsehair worms, entangling his consciousness.

Then, forcibly pull it off little by little.

Something was forcibly sustaining his life and beginning to gradually repair his broken body.

even……

It surpasses the blood of the Japanese Chrysanthemum.

The source of the black line was Ye Wen's phone.

His phone, which had been switched off, was now vibrating strangely, with messages exceeding system limits flashing across the screen one by one.

It's Bai Qianyue.

She has not yet received a reply from Ye Wen.

[Hey! I've been waiting for you for an hour, why haven't you replied yet?!]

[I'm getting angry! The student council president is terrifying when he's angry! You'll regret it!]

[Waaah... I was wrong, I shouldn't have lost my temper. Please talk to me, okay? It's almost nine o'clock, and I'm about to go to sleep...]

【Ye Wen, you're so mean, so incredibly mean... I hate you, I hate you so much! I don't care, you have to reply to me today!】

[I'm so angry! In my capacity as the student council president of Tianyu High School, I order you to reply to me now, immediately!! (งᵒ̌皿ᵒ̌)ง⁼³₌₃]

A twisted force powerful enough to ravage the world has begun to corrupt reality.

The girl's prayer transcended life and death.

The moment Ye Wen's heart began to beat.

The next second, Ye Wen's consciousness returned to his body.

In the third second, Ye Wen's eyes suddenly opened.

he lived.

Even though his brain was pierced by a steel bar, his chest was ripped open, and even now, the steel bar is still stuck in Ye Wen's skull.

He still survived.

Lively and energetic.

Bai Qianyue continued to bombard Ye Wen with messages, sending crying emojis one moment and red and warm emojis the next, mainly using the tactic of the left brain to attack the right brain.

But in any case, she hoped that Ye Wen would reply to her before she went to sleep.

This expectation distorts the world and common sense.

"Really..."

"We clearly agreed not to rely on the female lead's twisted nature, but I never expected you'd still save my life..."

"The female lead is as capricious as ever."

Ye Wen gave a self-deprecating smile. He stood up, ignoring the steel bar stuck in his head, took out his phone, and typed a reply.

"Don't make noise, I'm busy."

"Meet at the school gate at nine o'clock tomorrow. Also, remember to dress up cutely."

"I'm really looking forward to it!"

Then, Ye Wen turned off his phone, ignoring how the girl on the other side of the screen would react. He turned around and stared straight at the two people who were still struggling under the night sky.

Ye Wen generally doesn't hold grudges.

He takes revenge on the spot if he has a grudge.

A silent smile spread across his lips, emanating from his dark eyes.

Crimson blooms quietly.

……

Ye Wen lived through the previous time.

Shen Xuqiu's perspective.

As she stared at Ye Wen's corpse, especially at the steel bar that had pierced his head through the tree trunk, her expression gradually became uncontrollable.

"Ye Wen!!!"

The girl let out a heart-wrenching cry.

"You bastard, your mother is dead!!"

She finally used the swear word Ye Wen had taught her correctly. Without the slightest hesitation, Shen Xuqiu pulled out two small submachine guns from inside her clothes and fired a barrage of shots at the assassin behind her.

This type of submachine gun is lightweight and easy to carry, so its power is not outstanding, but its characteristic is its high rate of fire, which can burst out a large number of bullets in a short distance.

"Go to hell!!!"

A barrage of bullets erupted like a young girl's fury, densely covering the assassin's figure, but the next second, something despairing happened.

bass!

The assassin brandished his dagger, his arm flashing with terrifying speed that created blurry afterimages. In that brief instant, he managed to deflect all the bullets.

"Don't be so angry, little girl."

The assassin stepped forward and forcefully grabbed Shen Xuqiu's hand as he tried to pull the pin on a grenade: "I didn't want to kill him so soon either, but you insisted on injecting him with that... oh, that stuff called Chrysanthemum Blood, right?"

"Well, there's nothing I can do. Uncle's scared too, so I can only..."

He chuckled, "I killed him reluctantly!"

"Honestly, this is clearly your fault. If you hadn't thought of resisting and had just obediently waited to die, I might have let him live a little longer."

"Of course." The assassin lifted Shen Xuqiu up and slammed her to the ground without any pity. As he watched the girl's pained expression, his eyes became increasingly satisfied.

"He lives under my torment, haha."

Shen Xuqiu weakly pounded on the assassin's arm, trying to struggle, but the difference in strength was too great, and her resistance was meaningless to the assassin.

"Well, although the orders from above are not to kill her, it's not good to keep going like this."

"Heh, the higher-ups only said no killing, which means we can do anything except kill, right?"

The assassin revealed a cruel smile: "Well, there's nothing I can do then, little girl."

"Let's break your arms and legs first to quiet you down before we talk."

"Please relax, I'll try my best..."

"It won't end that quickly."

The assassin grinned maliciously as he reached out his claws towards Shen Xuqiu, but at that critical moment, a voice he had never expected came from behind him.

"oi".

Ye Wen, with a steel bar stuck in his head, stood up, looked at the two still struggling, and said lazily:

"Let go of that girl, let me handle this."

"Um?!"

The assassin turned around, and when he saw that the person standing in front of him was indeed the one he had "killed," he looked at Ye Wen with disbelief, asking from the bottom of his heart, "You, why are you still alive?"

Even if it were the Japanese Chrysanthemum Shen Caichun, she wouldn't have survived after her brain was pierced, right?

Shen Xuqiu, who had been in despair, brightened up again and exclaimed in surprise, "Ye Wen, you're not dead?"

"Wait, what the hell is this 'I'm here for'? You pervert, you shameless pervert!"

Despite verbally cursing Ye Wen as a pervert, Shen Xuqiu's expression was happier than anyone else's.

It's good that he's not dead.

Although she really couldn't understand how Ye Wen, with a steel bar stuck in his head, had survived.

"Don't worry about those key points."

Ye Wen took off his blood-stained coat, revealing a blood-soaked undershirt. He tapped his head: "It's not like I was cut in half at the waist. It's normal that I didn't die, right?"

"Huh? Normal?"

The assassin, looking at Ye Wen's current thunderous appearance, couldn't help but complain, "Why don't you take a look at yourself now?"

Imagine someone with a two-meter-long steel bar stuck in their head having a normal conversation with you, telling you that this is perfectly normal and not to make a fuss.

Is there something wrong with his eyes, or has the world gone mad?

Because something incomprehensible was happening right before his eyes, the assassin's voice began to carry a hint of instinctive fear and trembling.

"You... damned monster."

Ye Wen blinked.

"monster?"

"How rude of me! I'm the only normal person in this sick world."

Then, in front of the assassin and Shen Xuqiu, Ye Wen forcefully pulled out the steel bar inserted into his skull, just like pulling out an IV for a cold.

This was a scene that would give any intelligent being a headache. A large amount of white and red viscous substance was expelled from Ye Wen's brain along with the steel bars, and Ye Wen immediately felt his head become incredibly clear.

"Alright, it's time to settle old scores."

Ye Wen didn't use the gun, but instead pulled out the dagger that he hadn't used yet, and pointed the tip at the assassin's neck.

He kindly asked, "How do you want to die next?"

"Should I count down?"

At this moment.

The bright red chrysanthemums bloomed in Ye Wen's eyes.