They don't actually think I like them, do they?

Assassins of Wang Zi's caliber exude a strong aura of death.

This aura is invisible to ordinary people. Only those with strength comparable to her, or those whose hands are stained with blood, can sense it upon contact with Mangzi.

After becoming an idol, Mangzi resolved to dispel the deathly aura surrounding him and never kill again.

Yes, Mangzi made a vow not to kill.

It wasn't that she felt she had committed grave sins and wanted to retire from the entertainment industry; it was simply for the sake of her beloved idol career.

There is.

As a normal person, have a proper and honest relationship.

Before the age of seventeen, Mangzi never felt like a normal person.

She was withdrawn, volatile, and a loner, with a maturity far beyond her years. Countless people pointed at her and exclaimed, "A monster!"

Over time, Mangzi gradually came to accept this view.

After turning seventeen, Mangzi returned to society and began to trigger her childhood compensation mechanism; she didn't want to be a monster.

She wanted to make up for what she lacked in her childhood, so she had a childlike innocence in her heart.

Mangzi is only seventeen years old. She hopes that she can be like a normal teenage girl, fall in love with someone, have a passionate romance, and leave behind a series of painful memories of youth.

Ideally, it should contain tears, passion, and pain.

This is the origin of Mangzi's love-struck mind; she has always been very bold.

Now, she has met a man she wants to spend her life with.

For this man's sake, Mangzi can no longer kill.

"I've...I'm done writing."

Just then, Xiaoya weakly raised her hand.

Mangzi took the phone—

"Xu Hui, I hope this Weibo post can convey my sincere apology. I know I made many mistakes and hurt you, but please believe me, I really regret it. I hope you can forgive me and give me another chance."

I deeply realize that I made a serious mistake in the past. I seduced many boys simultaneously, leading them to mistakenly believe that I had special feelings for them. This is my deepest regret; I shouldn't have hurt the person who loves me most. I admit that my behavior made you feel unable to accept and angry, and I feel very guilty and hope you can forgive me…”

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound rang out, leaving a bright red handprint on Xiaoya's face.

Xiaoya's face burned with pain, making her grimace and collapse to the ground, convulsing.

She never expected that Mangzi would slap her without saying a word, and she had no time to react.

"Are you writing a self-criticism?" Mangzi said, displeased.

Although she hadn't received much formal education, she could immediately tell that this was clearly a hastily written apology letter from her school days, full of empty rhetoric and official jargon. The apology was sincere, but there was absolutely no genuine feeling behind it!

"I think you're completely unaware of your own problem?"

"I...I'll rewrite it! Please give me another chance!!" Xiaoya sobbed, quickly reaching out her hand.

Her pitiful look, desperately wanting her phone back, resembled a pig begging its owner for punishment.

Mangzi returned the phone to her.

This time, Xiaoya finished writing very quickly.

After handing over her phone, she immediately knelt down beside him like a devout servant, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, awaiting her execution.

This time, after reading it, Mangzi nodded repeatedly.

"Not bad, it seems you have a good understanding of your own limitations," Mangzi said with a smile.

This time, even Mangzi would be appeased by what he saw.

"You wrote something so harsh, were you coerced by me?" Mangzi put his arm around Xiaoya's shoulder and grinned.

"No...of course not! These are all my honest thoughts!"

Xiaoya said, trembling.

Before the Grim Reaper sent by Heaven to take her away, all her pride had been destroyed. She regarded this short essay as an opportunity to atone for her sins to Heaven.

"Alright, you little bitch, congratulations, you passed."

Mangzi stood up and patted Xiaoya on the shoulder.

Then, she walked down the stairs. In the quiet night, only the rhythmic sound of her embroidered shoes hitting the ground could be heard.

On the deserted rooftop, only Xiaoya remained, her hair disheveled, blood streaming from her forehead, her face flushed, lying on the ground, utterly exhausted, her eyes vacant...

Mangzi returned to the company building. In the restroom, the girl tied her long, smooth golden hair into two ponytails, took off her black trench coat, revealing a suspender dress underneath.

In the blink of an eye, Mangzi put away her bossy aura and turned back into her energetic girl self.

She had just stepped out of the bathroom and was about to go upstairs when she bumped into someone's chest.

"Sister Mangzi?"

Lin Han looked down and was taken aback.

"Hey, Lin Han, why are you only getting home now?" Mangzi said, taking a few steps back with her hands behind her back.

"There wasn't much to do at home, so I lay in the office for a while longer."

Lin Han said, looking at Mangzi with a puzzled expression, feeling that something was amiss.

"Why aren't you with your sisters in the apartment? Where did you go just now?"

"Go...burn incense!"

As soon as Mangzi said it casually, he quickly looked to the side and pretended to whistle casually.

"Burning incense? Why are you going to burn incense?"

"That's because things haven't been going well for them lately."

Mangzi sighed, cupped her pretty face in her hands, and said wistfully,

"I finally wanted to go to the water park to relax, but unfortunately, someone was free but didn't want to go with me~ So I had to go to the temple to pray."

As Mangzi spoke, his eyes darted frantically over Lin Han's body.

"......"

Lin Han was speechless; the implication was practically written all over his face!

So what if I didn't go to the water park with this guy? Is it really worth all this resentment? Even going to burn incense??

Lin Han sighed.

"Okay, which day?"

“Zhou Tian!” Mangzi looked up at Lin Han, his eyes shining, and clenched his little fists expectantly.

"Let's go then, I suddenly feel like going for a swim."

Lin Han said, "Don't forget you promised to include lunch!"

"Great!"

Mangzi raised her hands in cheers, then skipped and hopped towards the elevator, as happy as a child.

This guy...

Lin Han smiled helplessly.

That evening, he returned home and went into the bathroom.

Lin Han supported her younger brother with one hand and scrolled through her phone with the other.

Just then, a Weibo post was suddenly pushed to the system.

After taking one more look, Lin Han almost lost his balance and plunged headfirst into the toilet water.

A short essay that shocked the entire internet was born out of nowhere!

100. Xiaoya's Self-Destruction

For someone who has never been in a relationship, every seemingly simple and direct confession of love has a profound meaning and impact.

Even after being rejected, they made up and remained good friends, and nothing unpleasant happened between them.

It will still be like a thorn, deeply embedded in the hearts of these insecure boys.

After that, whenever I see sweet confessions from other people in TV anime, I might briefly empathize and laugh along, but what follows is often an even greater emptiness.

Xu Hui is an example of this.

Xu Hui's life has changed a lot during this period. Since appearing in the "Ugly Monster" music video, he has become a minor celebrity at school.

On his way to his English class, Xu Hui heard many hushed voices around him.

"Look! It's Xu Hui, the male lead in the Ugly Monster MV!"

"Holy crap, he's not ugly at all. If you look closely, he's actually kind of handsome."

"He's Marmalade's best friend! How could he be bad?"

"Ah, don't you think his eerie aura is cool? He's a handsome guy with a melancholic vibe!"

Even Xu Hui was stunned upon hearing this.

When did my lifeless aura transform into coolness?

So there's a saying that autistic orphans can be "depressed handsome guys"!

But that wasn't the only thing that made Xu Hui feel surreal.

He was quickly stopped by a girl.

This was a girl with pigtails and a pure, innocent look. She stood in front of Xu Hui, shyly hunching over.

"Brother Xu Hui, I really love the music video you starred in. Can I get your autograph?"

After saying that, the girl looked up, picked up her phone, and looked at him with longing.

"No."

Xu Hui gave him a "that's enough" look.

"I'm not a celebrity, why would you want my autograph? Have you developed cerebellar atrophy from chasing after celebrities?"

The girl froze instantly.

Xu Hui ignored him and walked straight ahead.

He walked along, muttering to himself.

"What kind of brain-teasing, celebrity-obsessed mothers are these? None of them are good people..."

The passersby who witnessed what had just happened were stunned.

Some girls, who were already used to it, watched the spectacle with amusement and mercilessly mocked it.

"You think you're worthy to flirt with Brother Xu Hui?"

"You know, Xu Hui never says a word to the girls in his class!"

"He's such an amazing guy! He was so devoted when he was pursuing girls, but now that he's stopped, he doesn't even acknowledge them!"

"Luckily, Wang Ya is blind. If she had really gotten together with Xu Hui, she would have ruined him!"

Xu Hui couldn't hear these comments; he was just walking alone with his headphones on.

His life is indeed different now. Before, Xu Hui always walked around the campus with his head down and a gloomy expression, becoming an invisible nobody who was ignored by everyone.

Since becoming famous, his classmates have started to fawn over him, his roommates are very polite to him, and some teachers have also paid more attention to him. Every day when he walks on the street, he is surrounded by girls.

However, beneath these outward appearances, Xu Hui's mood was not so good.

He still hasn't fully recovered from that experience, and it still makes him very sad to think about it now.

After all, it took three months, three months of dedication, a sincere confession, only to encounter a player.　

For Xu Hui, who had never been in a relationship, this blow was too great, and he still feels very sad when he thinks about it.

Xu Hui knew that the improved life he was experiencing was all an illusion; young people always chased trends, and he would soon become outdated. The truth was, he was still a useless piece of trash, a cheap rat being manipulated at will...