Sick Tang Yawen

[During this time recovering in the hospital, you did a lot of thinking.
You saw Mu Yue rushing back and forth, exhausted from taking care of you.
You saw her fall asleep at your bedside one night, worn out from fatigue.]

[Now you finally understood—love isn’t a cage built from obsession and possession.
It’s quiet, unwavering protection…]

[She had always been waiting for you to turn back…]

[After this incident, you officially announced your relationship and retired from the music scene, leaving “Mimi Zhiyin” for good.
After all, keeping the band together required you to give up “certain things”—things you were no longer willing to sacrifice.
Now that you had Mu Yue, no other woman would ever touch you again.
And Mu Yue? She forgave your past with other girls.
She personally bathed you, gently scrubbing your skin as she whispered,
“It’s not dirty anymore. Just wash it away~ From now on, our Xuanxuan is a clean little girl.
You’ll stay pure, won’t you?”]

[You and Mu Yue spent the rest of your lives together.
You became a gentle, devoted girlfriend.
Your job? Mu Yue’s personal secretary.
When she wasn’t busy, you’d slip into a sexy office lady outfit,
kneeling under her desk during meetings to massage her thighs.
She had excellent control—no employee ever noticed
that their boss had someone hidden beneath the table.]

[No rifts ever formed between you again.
Like that, you lived a happy life together.]

[Even the photo of Aunt Mu Xia hanging in your bedroom
seemed to shed a tear of quiet joy.]

[Simulation ended.]

[Simulation result: Excellent.]

[Ending achieved: The Blooming Crimson Rose.]

[Evaluation: True love isn’t a prison woven from thorns—
it’s a fiery red rose blooming atop a thousand thorns…]

[Reward obtained: “Singing Level 2”]

[Due to your activation of “Challenge Mode,” additional reward is being drawn.]

[Reward obtained: “Photography Level 2”]

[We sincerely apologize for the issues caused by the simulator.
As compensation, you are receiving an additional “World-Class Item.”]

[Reward obtained: “Name Change Card” ×1]

“Not… huh? A Name Change Card? That’s it? A world-class item?”

Lin Yuxuan glanced at the item description.

This wasn’t the kind of “Name Change Card” she’d imagined.
Actually, this thing was genuinely useful.

[Name Change Card:
“Are you currently facing countless cleavers from yandere girls? No problem!
The World-Class Item—Name Change Card—is here to save you!

You may designate yourself or another as the target,
changing their identity. After the change, the target will receive a complete, legal set of documents and personal information.
Every person in the world (except the target themselves) will be unable to detect the change.”]

“Huh? So it’s not useless after all… Actually, this is kind of amazing.
I take back what I said earlier.”

This was a fantastic item!
If she ever accidentally angered a yandere and was about to get chopped up—just change her identity, and poof, problem solved!

Or if she ever got into legal trouble, she could just start over with a new identity.

Today’s haul was pretty great—two Level 2 skills and a powerful item.

Time to play on her phone a bit before going to sleep.

She opened her phone—immediately greeted by a flood of messages.

The first was from the class monitor.
Earlier, before starting the simulation, Lin Yuxuan had asked if C-Society had any upcoming events.
Now, the monitor was replying.

“Xuanxuan, do you want to join our club event?
We’ve got an outdoor shoot this Sunday for a game promotion—
we’ll be photographing Rin-senpai’s cosplay.
Want to come? You can help me and the others with support work.
Just get a feel for it first, see if this kind of activity suits you.
Then I’ll assign you more tasks later.”

“Okay, I’m in. Do I need to prepare anything?”

The monitor replied almost instantly—clearly online.

“No preparation needed. Just come as you are.”

Lin Yuxuan trusted Qian Qian completely.
She was always reliable, emotionally stable,
and well-liked even in the complicated social circles of girls.

As for the boys? No surprise there.
Qian Qian was not only a beautiful girl, but also smart and capable.
At least a dozen guys in class were secretly in love with her.

Though kind, she was usually distant—polite but not close.
Few could claim to be her real friend.
Rumors said she came from a prestigious family.
Only someone of equal status could truly be her peer.

After replying to Dong Qian, the next message was from Tang Yawen.

She didn’t have anything urgent—just a simple goodnight.

“Dummy, it’s already past midnight. Staying up this late?
You little night owl, Wenwen~ But won’t you disturb others like this…”

But then again—Tang Yawen, the shy, socially anxious girl,
had actually initiated a “goodnight” message?
Just doing that must’ve taken every ounce of courage she had.

She deserved encouragement.

“Goodnight~ Wenwen~”

Lin Yuxuan attached a cute emoji—a white-haired anime girl making a kawaii pose.
Goodnight.jpg

At that moment, in a dimly lit room,
a small golden-haired girl staring intently at her phone
suddenly felt her heart stop from sheer cuteness.

“Cough… cough… Xuanxuan actually replied to me…”

For the first time, Tang Yawen felt what it meant to be responded to.
She was so happy…

So… even someone like me… can have someone who cares?

Her breath quickened, her face flushed red.
She had to open the window and stand in the cold night air for several minutes
just to calm down before finally falling asleep.

****

The next day

Lin Yuxuan entered the classroom and saw Tang Yawen asleep at her desk.

From her slightly labored, heavy breathing,
Lin Yuxuan could tell—this silly girl had caught a cold…

“Hmm? Why does Wenwen seem so drained today?”

Though Tang Yawen often napped during class,
Lin Yuxuan, who now knew her better, sensed something was off.

She gently placed her hand on Tang Yawen’s forehead.

“Wenwen~ You’re running a fever.”

Tang Yawen was deep asleep, completely unaware.

Of course—last night, her heart had raced so fast from the message exchange,
she’d opened the window to cool down…
and ended up catching a cold.

Lin Yuxuan rummaged through her schoolbag,
hoping to find some emergency medicine—
fever reducers, anti-diarrheal, Huoxiang Zhengqi, Lianhua Qingwen…
she used to carry them all in her briefcase back in her past life.

But she found nothing.

She was searching a schoolbag, not a work bag.
The original owner of this body didn’t have the same habits as her.
In her rush, she’d forgotten—
she wasn’t that overworked office drone anymore.

And the original Lin Yuxuan?
No way she’d be thoughtful enough to carry medicine around.