【A sweet bedtime story. No face-slapping, no female rivalry, and no overly heartbreaking plotlines—just pure sweetness. It feels especially suitable as a bedtime read, haha.】
【There is a side couple, but they will appear very little in the main story.】
【A system will appear later, but no CPs will be broken up—it’s purely for comedy.】
【There will be a “locked room” plot later on. The male lead cannot live without the heroine. He’s the obsessive, possessive, mentally unstable type.】
【Brain storage area (´▽｀)ノ】
The snow had started falling at dusk, silent and unnoticed, yet it had piled up into a thick blanket.
The noise on the campus’s main road had been swallowed away, and the world had become a blurry expanse of white.
Early in the morning, Wen Chu was already standing at the entrance of the teaching building waiting for someone. She had wrapped herself up in a cream-white sherpa fleece coat, wearing a fluffy hat. Her scarf was also fluffy and off-white, pulled all the way up to the tip of her nose, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, damp from the cold air.
The weather was chilly. The tip of her nose was red from the cold, and her fingertips ached from the freezing temperature. Wen Chu shrank her neck, trying to bury her entire face in the soft fur lining of her scarf.
Since it was a weekend morning, most college students were still asleep. There weren’t many people walking around campus, but every student who passed by couldn’t help glancing at the fluffy figure.
Because Wen Chu was simply too pretty.
Clumsily, she pulled out her phone from her pocket and turned on the screen.
7:30.
There was still half an hour before the agreed meeting time.
Her feet were already stiff from the cold, so she slowly crouched down.
Wen Chu let out a sigh, her little face scrunching up.
Who would have thought that a super socially anxious shut-in like her, who spent every day at home, would somehow catch up with the trend of transmigrating into a novel?
And not only that—she had become the male lead’s cannon-fodder ex-girlfriend.
In the original story, Wen Chu had become the male lead’s girlfriend through an absurd coincidence.
Just how absurd?
Who could understand her shock when, only a week after transmigrating, she found herself in a dazzling private room filled with flashing lights and people sitting together in groups?
She barely saw a handful of people in an entire year.
Suddenly being surrounded by so many at once made her face instantly turn red, and her palms began sweating uncontrollably.
She curled herself into the darkest corner of the sofa, wishing she could turn into a decorative pattern on the wallpaper.
At the center of the crowd sat a young man surrounded like the moon among stars.
He carried a calm, composed aura.
Leaning back against the sofa, he lazily tapped the side of a glass with his fingertips, seemingly indifferent to the noisy atmosphere around him.
Suddenly, a burst of cheering erupted.
Apparently, the guy had lost a game.
People beside him immediately started shouting.
“Brother Xi! Brother Xi!”
“Truth or Dare? Hurry and choose!”
Xi Liye raised his eyes slightly, as if finding the game rather boring.
“Dare.”
His voice wasn’t loud, yet it effortlessly cut through the background noise.
The person hosting the game immediately brightened up. Looking around the room, he drew a dare card and swept a mischievous gaze across everyone present.
“Brother Xi, among all the girls here, if anyone has the exact same phone battery percentage as you, you two have to try dating!”
The moment the words fell, the room exploded with excited screams and whistles.
Almost instantly, every girl present unlocked her phone and held up the screen, wearing either shy or bold smiles. Their eyes shone brightly as they looked toward Xi Liye, anticipation filling the air.
Xi Liye tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Without much emotion, he showed his screen.
47%.
Soon, numbers were called out one after another, mixed with disappointed sighs and playful complaints.
None matched.
Just as the cheering began to die down and the organizer seemed ready to switch to another challenge, Xi Liye casually pointed toward Wen Chu, who was curled up by the edge of the sofa.
“Did anyone check hers?”
The moment all eyes turned toward her, Wen Chu wished she could evaporate on the spot.
W-What kind of place is this…
Unable to withstand so many people staring at her, and having heard the dare earlier, she only wanted them to check her battery and let her leave.
Trembling, she pulled out her phone.
Because she was so nervous under everyone’s gaze, it took several attempts before she finally unlocked the screen.
47%.
Wen Chu widened her eyes.
Huh?
A trace of confusion and shock replaced her pure panic.
She subconsciously looked up toward Xi Liye at the center of the crowd.
Xi Liye was looking at her too.
Or rather, he had been looking at her all along.
The moment she raised her head, one of his brows lifted slightly.
A faint hint of surprise flashed through his deep eyes.
Slowly, he raised his phone.
The same number appeared on the screen.
47%.
Like a silent yet undeniable echo.
“Wooooooah—!!!”
“Exactly the same!”
“It’s fate, Brother Xi!”
“Hurry up, relationship achieved!”
The private room was drowned once again in deafening cheers, even louder than before.
Everyone was thrilled by the coincidence.
Under even more attention than before, Wen Chu’s brain completely shut down.
The fear of being watched by so many people left her struggling to breathe.
In the end, she was forced to add Xi Liye’s contact information and then quickly made up an excuse to flee.
Whenever Wen Chu thought back to that scene, she wanted to kill her past self.
Why hadn’t she played with her phone a little longer?
If she had, her battery wouldn’t have matched the male lead’s exactly.
One week.
It had already been a full week since she transmigrated into this stupid novel.
Other people transmigrated and became heroines.
She, on the other hand, had received the script of a cannon-fodder ex-girlfriend.
And not just any ex-girlfriend—the kind who would be driven into complete isolation by the male lead and eventually die an unclear, miserable death.
“Wen Chu, Wen Chu…”
She breathed warm air into her palms and muttered softly.
“What kind of sins did you commit in your previous life…?”
In the original story, the male lead Xi Liye was a classic black-bellied lunatic.
In public, he was a cold and brilliant top student.
In private, he was an obsessive control freak with overwhelming possessiveness.
And the character “Wen Chu” existed only as a stepping stone in the love story between him and the heroine.
She was the contrast used to highlight their beautiful romance.
According to the plot, she was supposed to act outrageously and cause trouble nonstop until Xi Liye could no longer tolerate her and voluntarily broke up with her.
But there was a problem.
This lunatic would come back for revenge after the breakup.
When Wen Chu had read the novel, she had screamed in excitement.
After all, dark, obsessive, emotionally unstable men were exactly her type.
But now that she had become the victim herself, she only wanted to buy the earliest train ticket and run away overnight.
“Break up… I absolutely have to break up…”
She muttered endlessly.
“But how do I do it without making him hold a grudge?”
After adding the male lead’s contact information, she had hoped he might simply forget about her after a few days.
But even if they were going to break up, they couldn’t just ignore each other forever.
What if the male lead started dating the heroine and suddenly remembered he still had an ex-girlfriend who technically hadn’t broken up with him?
Wouldn’t she be doomed?
A few nights ago, while suffering from insomnia, Wen Chu had typed a question into an online forum search bar:
How do I make my boyfriend break up with me first?
Countless results appeared.
Then one title caught her eye.
“Reverse Strategy: Try ‘Affection Bombing’?”
The poster explained that some guys especially hated clingy girlfriends.
Constant messaging.
Checking up on them all the time.
Forcing physical closeness.
Especially for people with cleanliness issues and strong personal boundaries.
A combo attack like that would make them run faster than anyone else.
Wen Chu’s eyes lit up.
Wasn’t Xi Liye exactly the type with cleanliness issues and strong boundaries toward women other than the heroine?
If she followed that advice, maybe it would actually work!
Excited, Wen Chu poked at the snow on the ground.
A cold gust of wind blew by, making her shiver.
To carry out her Affection Bombing Plan, she had deliberately arrived early.
They had agreed to meet at eight, yet she had shown up far ahead of time.
Because the post had also said:
“Emotionally self-sacrificing acts will make the other person feel pressured by the relationship, increasing the likelihood of a breakup.”
But after the snowfall last night, the morning weather was genuinely freezing.
Wen Chu sniffled and started regretting it.
All she could do was hope this would contribute to a successful breakup in the future.
Just as she was imagining the glorious scene of finally breaking up, a shadow suddenly fell over her.
Someone had stopped in front of her.
Wen Chu immediately looked up and put on the sweet smile she had practiced countless times—the smile of a troublesome girlfriend.
“You finally came!”
The words left her mouth before she realized something was wrong.
The guy standing before her…
Wasn’t Xi Liye.
The boy wore a gray down jacket and black-framed glasses. His face was slightly red.
“Um… classmate, could I add your WeChat?”
He was a medical student.
Today, he had unusually gotten up early on a Sunday to grab breakfast.
He hadn’t expected to see a girl standing alone outside the teaching building so early in the morning.
She looked as if she were waiting for someone.
Wrapped in her fluffy white coat, she resembled a little animal lost in a snowy wilderness.
The morning sunlight illuminated her side profile, making her breathtakingly beautiful.
As a single man, his heart skipped several beats.
He had hesitated in place for several minutes before finally gathering enough courage to approach her.