[Yin Yin, do you still remember what you’ve been dreaming about these past few days?]
Sure enough, Xiao Hua’s question was an indirect admission that the strangeness in her body was indeed related to this Goddess System.
She began recalling the contents of her dream. She had expected to remember only scattered fragments, but when she thought back, she discovered she remembered the dream’s plot almost perfectly.
It was eerie, yet vividly real.
The story in the dream began on Shi Yin’s first day reporting to Linchuan University.
Everything was calm. A volunteer senior helping with freshman orientation carried her luggage down for her at the dormitory building, and it was there that she met another girl.
Surrounded by a crowd, even in the simplest floral dress, she couldn’t hide her dazzling beauty.
She wasn’t carrying anything, because her luggage was all being carried by the sweat-soaked seniors around her.
Shi Yin clearly heard the senior who had just helped her exclaim in admiration: ”Wow! What a beauty!”
Seemingly aware that Shi Yin had overheard his astonishment, the senior awkwardly scratched his head and pretended nothing had happened as he went back to welcoming the new students.
It wasn’t until she went up to the dormitory that Shi Yin realized the great beauty everyone had been fawning over was actually her roommate.
Her name was Meng Xuerou.
The plot that followed had nothing to do with Shi Yin.
Yes, even though this was her dream, it would be more accurate to say that the story was only just beginning.
Although Meng Xuerou looked like the kind of bright, glamorous rich girl, her family was actually poor. Even though getting into Linchuan University came with a series of subsidies, in order to maintain her rich-girl persona, she had long since traded all those subsidies for luxury goods.
Even her most basic expenses depended on the money her ambiguous wealthy suitors sent her.
But paper can’t wrap up fire. Meng Xuerou’s appetite grew bigger and bigger, and the men sending her money weren’t all fools either—if they paid, they should get something in return, right?
But she clearly had no intention of giving her body, so after fishing out one last sum, she deleted all those men at once, canceled her phone number overnight, and shut down all her social media accounts.
Finally, through the introduction of an older schoolmate, she took a part-time job at a high-end club in the city.
Until she met her destined male lead, Fu Lian.
Fu Lian lived up to his name—restrained and reserved. He was a junior at Huajing University, right next to Linchuan University.
Unlike Linchuan University, which was merely the bottom-feeder of prestigious schools, Huajing University was the university everyone talked about in childhood—a place where top scorers were everywhere and guaranteed admissions were as common as dogs.
But Fu Lian was clearly more than just an academic prodigy.
The “Fu” in Fu Lian was the Fu of the Fu Corporation. The Fu family was one of the top families in the entire Jing City, with businesses spanning every field—clothing, jewelry, even the medical industry. In short, the Fu family had never known poverty, going all the way back to their ancestors.
Yet as a super-rich second-generation heir, Fu Lian himself was remarkably low-key.
He mostly socialized with people from his own circle, and almost no one at university knew his true identity.
As someone who had been “other people’s child” since childhood, Fu Lian was the perfect son-in-law for Jing City’s wealthy families—clean-living, intelligent, and capable, having already earned his first pot of gold without his family’s help before even graduating.
But even this man, like a flower on a high peak, had a white moonlight in his heart.
That was the eldest daughter of the Wen family, who lived next door to his home—Wen Zhiyou.
Wen Zhiyou was sweet-looking, raised like a princess from childhood. Some treated her as a little sister, others worshipped her as a goddess.
In terms of history, she and Fu Lian had been childhood sweethearts. But since Fu Lian was cold to everyone, no one ever imagined the burning passion hidden beneath his icy exterior.
No one except his best friend, Zhou Jinghuai.
Fu Lian’s secret crush on Wen Zhiyou was crystal clear to Zhou Jinghuai.
Later, dissatisfied with the plans her family had made for her, Wen Zhiyou rebelled for the first time in her life and secretly applied to universities abroad.
In the end, it was Fu Lian who ran around handling everything for her, personally seeing her off onto the plane bound for the other side of the ocean.
Once abroad, Wen Zhiyou was like a bird released into the wild. Her social media feed was full of photos from nightclubs, dazzling arrays of male models blurring past.
Many friends in her circle exclaimed: So this is what the young heiress is really like!
Fu Lian endured it every time he saw those photos. But what hurt him most was one official announcement post.
Wen Zhiyou had gotten a foreign boyfriend.
No one knew that Fu Lian spent that night drowning his sorrows in alcohol.
Zhou Jinghuai was practically Fu Lian’s opposite—since childhood, he’d been the most troublesome kid on everyone’s block, never missing out on eating, drinking, or playing.
When his best friend was dying over a woman, naturally he had to go through fire for him. So he rounded up a few shady buddies and cooked up a terrible scheme for Fu Lian.
Get a girlfriend, taste the bitterness of love, and give Wen Zhiyou a sense of crisis.
Fu Lian was furious beyond reason, but being a clean freak, he would never agree to such an absurd proposal.
But Zhou Jinghuai clearly wanted to see Fu Lian humiliated, so he tricked him into coming to a club under his own name, claiming they were just going to drink.
Then he called in a batch of “hostesses” to serve Fu Lian.
Meng Xuerou was among them.
The story that followed was Meng Xuerou successfully latching onto Fu Lian, this golden thigh… until Wen Zhiyou returned to the country.
Even though nothing had happened between Fu Lian and Meng Xuerou, the young heiress’s anger was not so easily appeased.
The first confrontation between the stand-in girlfriend and the true white moonlight—and Shi Yin happened to be there too.
In the dream, Shi Yin didn’t like Meng Xuerou, but she still defended her in front of Wen Zhiyou, only to receive a furious sneer: “Who asked you to butt in! Ugly freak.”
Fake was fake after all. Meng Xuerou, wounded by Wen Zhiyou, took it out on Shi Yin, who had spoken up for her. That’s just how people are—bullying the weak while fearing the strong.
The story that followed was the bitter push-and-pull among the three: Fu Lian’s groveling pursuit of his wife after losing her, and Meng Xuerou finally facing reality and marrying a rich but foolish second-generation heir.
And Shi Yin?
She was merely a passerby in the whole story, mentioned only in passing.
Because of Meng Xuerou’s mockery, she went to get plastic surgery—and her final ending was lying cold on an operating table.
The surgery failed. Septicemia from an infection blinded her.
In the end, she slit her wrists in a rented apartment, leaving this world forever.
No one cared about her, except her parents.
“So that’s my future?”
Shi Yin’s tone was calm. Even after seeing her own ending, she showed no excess emotion.
But anyone who knew her well would understand: no emotion at all was silent rage.
Xiao Hua’s voice grew weak. [Yes. You can understand it this way: Fu Lian is the male lead of the novel, and Wen Zhiyou is the female lead.]
【Those two are the protagonists of this book.】
“So the world revolves around their lives. Then are those letters I saw also related to this?”
Because she was just a background extra, her life was filled with other background extras, which was why she’d been marked with a letter representing a failing grade.
At this thought, her breathing quickened.
Xiao Hua hadn’t expected Shi Yin to figure it out, and her tone grew excited. 【That’s right. The Goddess System is powered by consuming Affection Points obtained from the protagonists.】
【Love points are the most valuable of all.】
【Of course, anyone connected to the protagonists—the closer they are, the more Affection Points Yin Yin can draw from them.】
【Since Yin Yin is female, the Goddess System automatically targets the opposite sex for love points.】
【And that brings me to the price.】
【Because the Goddess System’s consumption is so great, if you want to become a goddess, Yin Yin, you’ll need to absorb an enormous amount of love points.】
【In other words, the male lead’s love points alone may not be enough.】
Xiao Hua’s explanation was clear enough.
If the male lead’s love points weren’t enough, didn’t that mean she’d need love points from other men?
In the future, she could very well be forced into a scandal on her quest for love points.
After all, a player who strings along multiple men is despised by everyone.
But to Shi Yin, this was nothing at all.
Granted, she had never seduced a man in her life.
But compared to losing her limbs or her eyesight, this price was practically negligible.