Now is xiao chunu’s fantasy time! 😍

The clothes one wears often reflect their personality; one wouldn’t find attire suited for a Landmine Girl (TL Note: A Chinese slang term for a woman who appears normal but has severe emotional issues, prone to sudden, unpredictable outbursts) if they weren’t, in essence, a landmine themselves.

The classroom lights were set to turn off at eleven-thirty, and dormitory curfew was at midnight.

Yet, at five past eleven, Su Sanshan remained in that classroom.

Should anything happen to her, even if it were merely exceeding curfew and receiving a disciplinary warning from a patrolling officer, he would be inextricably implicated.

He covered ground in long strides, practically flying, as he raced towards the empty classroom, his memory guiding him.

As he rounded the corner, he collided squarely with a girl who was approaching from the opposite direction.

It was Su Sanshan.

She winced, clutching her head and grimacing in pain, yet there was no trace of anger from the collision.

Instead, she appeared utterly dejected, her spirit completely deflated.

However, the moment she lifted her gaze and saw Pei Xingyan’s face, her vitality instantly returned.

She sprang to her feet in surprise and delight, dusting off her clothes, and then buzzed with excitement in front of Pei Xingyan.

“Are you here for me? Did you come because you were worried something might have happened to me?”

Chattering incessantly like a child, she fired off questions without pause, only quieting down once Pei Xingyan offered a nod.

“Why are you still here? Have you been here this entire time?” Pei Xingyan’s tone carried a hint of severity.

This only seemed to make Su Sanshan even happier; she beamed, almost bursting into laughter.

“Are you worried about me? Concerned I might be in danger?”

Pei Xingyan truly couldn’t fathom what went on in this woman’s mind.

He deepened his tone and reiterated his question, “Have you been here ever since I left?”

Su Sanshan nodded, her voice tinged with a touch of melancholy.

“Yes, because I wanted to wait for you to come back…”

Pei Xingyan found himself even more bewildered by the situation.

‘Good heavens, we’ve only met twice, even now,’ he thought to himself. ‘There’s no need to act like a lovesick Waiting-for-Husband Stone (TL Note: A legendary stone formed from a woman who waited so long for her husband that she turned to stone, symbolizing extreme devotion), is there?’

While he remained silent, Su Sanshan’s demeanor shifted back to one of delight.

It was evident that his return to find her brought her immense joy.

She chirped, “I was so worried I’d suffer from insomnia again tonight, but I never expected to see you in the end. It looks like I won’t need my medication tonight~”

‘Holy hell! OD (TL Note: Overdose)!’

‘She’s taking medication, and she still claims she’s not a Landmine Girl?!’

Alarms blared incessantly in Pei Xingyan’s mind.

He had no idea what kind of medication Su Sanshan was taking, but he knew unequivocally that anyone relying on pills to sleep could hardly be considered healthy.

‘He had truly stumbled into a monumental problem!’

Su Sanshan continued to ramble, circling the same topic: how long she had waited there and how she genuinely hadn’t expected Pei Xingyan to come looking for her.

Then, with an abrupt shift, she changed the subject, revisiting an old grievance with an ominous tone.

“But why did you run away then? Were you angry because I touched you? Do you know how hurt I felt?”

A profound darkness seemed to seep from her eyes, and the grip she had on Pei Xingyan’s sleeve tightened considerably.

He couldn’t tell if it was his imagination, but he even thought he saw her trembling.

‘She’s a genuine landmine, exploding without the slightest warning!’

Pei Xingyan wailed inwardly, realizing the situation had become truly thorny.

He had already misjudged this girl’s thoughts once that day, and now his mind was utterly blank.

He silently pinched the flesh at his waist with considerable force, using the sharp pain to regain his composure.

‘Now he needed to concoct a plausible excuse…’

Yet, the only clues he had to work with were the details he had gathered earlier that day.

He had no choice but to trust his judgment one more time.

“It was… because you were touching me then…” he murmured softly.

“What?” Su Sanshan asked, slightly taken aback.

“So, you mean… you don’t want any contact with me either?”

She began to gasp for breath.

Pei Xingyan felt a complete sheet of goosebumps erupt across his back.

‘This woman is truly terrifying, a hundred times worse than the “landmines” people talk about online…’

‘He had to explain himself quickly now.’

Su Sanshan had just used the word ‘either,’ emphasizing both ‘either’ and ‘me,’ a crucial detail that betrayed her inner thoughts.

Pei Xingyan felt as though he had clutched a lifeline.

‘It seemed at least part of his earlier conjecture had been correct…’

“No, no, no, it’s not that I dislike you… I, I… the truth is, I haven’t had any intimate contact with girls before, and you startled me like that…”

He seized the opportunity, babbling incoherently and feigning a wronged expression, much like a timid young bride.

Even he inwardly scorned his own affected acting.

“Oh…” Su Sanshan’s demeanor transformed rapidly, the corners of her mouth curving upwards almost to her ears.

Yet, she struggled valiantly to suppress her laughter, managing to force out a question.

“You’ve never been in a relationship before, have you?”

“Uh… I’m a Mother-Born Single (TL Note: A Chinese slang term, ‘mǔtāi dānshēn,’ referring to someone who has been single since birth, never having been in a romantic relationship),” Pei Xingyan nodded.

He believed this excuse was flawless, perfectly suited even for such an emotionally volatile Landmine Girl.

‘How could anyone fault someone who was a Mother-Born Single yet maintained their purity?’

Furthermore, her reaction only solidified how brilliant his excuse was.

Su Sanshan tried her best to hide her amusement, but it was futile; the moment she heard the words ‘Mother-Born Single,’ she completely lost control.

“Hee-hee, hee-hee… a Mother-Born Single, hehe…” she chuckled eerily without pause.

The night was already dark, and her strange laughter only added a sinister chill to the gloom.

After a considerable moment, she finally ceased her laughter.

She then became even more gentle with Pei Xingyan, apologizing sincerely multiple times.

She even struck her own hand several times with resounding smacks, leaving behind vivid red marks as a sign of her repentance.

“I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, I never meant to scare you. It was my fault, can you please forgive me?” she pleaded in a meek, subservient tone, her earnestness so profound it was as if she would perish on the spot if Pei Xingyan withheld his forgiveness.

“It’s… not that serious,” Pei Xingyan tried to make his voice sound gentle.

He seized the opportunity to ask, “So, can you tell me why you did that?”

Su Sanshan offered an embarrassed smile, lowering her head and mumbling evasively, clearly hoping to gloss over the matter.

However, after several furtive glances, she realized Pei Xingyan’s gaze remained fixed on her.

Knowing she couldn’t evade him, she took a deep, resolute breath, gathered her courage, and finally spoke.

“At first, I watched you secretly for a long time. I saw so many girls come and go around you, yet you didn’t spare them a single glance, and honestly, I was really happy to see that… I like men who respect themselves… but I’d never met a guy like that before, so I wanted to test if you were truly reserved…”

“Later, I deliberately led you past the dance department’s entrance, but you paid more attention to the vocal class next door. Even those seductive vamps (TL Note: ‘妖精’ – literally ‘demon’ or ‘spirit,’ used here to describe alluring, perhaps overly flirtatious women) with their exposed backsides and bare legs couldn’t catch your eye, and that made me even happier…”

“After that, it wasn’t a test anymore. I already approved of you so much; I’m actually quite simple. I could say I’ve already fallen in love with you…”

“And then… I thought our relationship was different, right? We’re boyfriend and girlfriend, so you should be different with me. That’s why I wanted to try getting intimate with you, but I never expected you to be so pure… But now, I don’t feel bad at all, hehe…”

By the end, she couldn’t help but laugh again, a foolish, infatuated giggle.

Pei Xingyan’s lips twitched almost imperceptibly and incessantly.

Although he had guessed most of it correctly, he was utterly speechless.

Su Sanshan was clearly lost in a fantasy, imagining a perfect boyfriend falling from the sky: someone who had never dated, ignored all other seductive hussies, yet yearned for her beyond measure.

To others, he would be a paragon of chastity, but for her, he would be a libertine, eager to fulfill her every desire…

‘Isn’t this just Xiao Chunü’s (TL Note: A historical figure, but here likely a reference to a specific type of repressed fantasy, possibly a meme or inside joke) repressed fantasy?’

He was even more astonished that someone could possess such a vivid imagination upon their very first meeting, and moreover, dare to act on it so directly.

Had their genders been reversed, she might well have ‘happily received a three-year package’ (TL Note: A Chinese internet slang phrase, ‘xǐ tí sān nián tàocān,’ sarcastically meaning to receive a three-year prison sentence).

‘Was there truly something wrong with Su Sanshan’s mind?’