Tang Yawen’s Dream

Tang Yawen had a strange dream while she was feverish.

In the dream, Lin Yuxuan married her.
After the wedding, Yuxuan became a gentle, devoted wife.
Though their life wasn’t wealthy, they lived in harmony—
supporting each other, sharing every meal with quiet tenderness.

Everything seemed perfect.

But one day, when Lin Yuxuan was alone at home hanging laundry,
she accidentally dropped the clothes pole over the balcony.
A red-haired girl passing by below caught it.
Her face was blurry, but Tang Yawen somehow knew her nickname: “Madam Mu.”
The moment their eyes met, it was love at first sight.

From then on, every time Tang Yawen went out to sell steamed buns,
Yuxuan would invite the red-haired girl into their home—
the two of them indulging in secret passion, reveling in each other’s company.

Over time, they grew addicted.
Yuxuan could no longer be satisfied with just Tang Yawen.
She wanted to be with the red-haired girl forever.

Later, Tang Yawen fell ill with a cold.
Lin Yuxuan pulled out a bottle of milky-white liquid—laced with poison—
and urged her to drink it.

(Yes, this part was real—everything before was Tang Yawen’s fever dream.
This was the scene from the infirmary she half-saw while delirious.)

Tang Yawen: “Xuanxuan… I’m sorry… I won’t interfere with you and other girls…
Just spare my life, please…”

Real-life Lin Yuxuan: ???

“What are you babbling about! Take your medicine!
Take it! Swallow—!”

That was where Tang Yawen’s dream ended last time.

Now, as she rolled around on her bed, she accidentally hit her head—
and fainted onto the floor, slipping into another dream.

And somehow… the dream continued right where it left off!

This time, it was the “sequel.”

But Tang Yawen was now a mere observer.

In the dream, after the fake “Lin Yuxuan” murdered her,
her younger sister came to avenge her.

(In reality, Tang Yawen did have a younger sister.)

Her sister was both scholarly and martial—
a famed female knight of the jianghu, renowned for her justice and skill.

After a dazzling martial arts battle, she defeated the powerful red-haired girl,
avenging her elder sister.

Now only the dream version of “Lin Yuxuan” remained—
alone, cornered, and helpless.

The younger sister raised her sword and said, “Sister-in-law, do you know your crime?”

“Lady Knight, please spare me! I’ll serve you for the rest of my life~!”

The younger sister was a righteous, no-nonsense figure—
known for her purity and disinterest in romantic entanglements.

After five full seconds of solemn contemplation,
she declared with unwavering moral authority:

“Sister-in-law! Listen well!
From now on… I get to be on top every night!
Otherwise, we don’t talk!”

They instantly agreed.
Passion ignited.
And so, in the dream, “Lin Yuxuan” and Tang Yawen’s younger sister
lived a shamelessly blissful life together.

Tang Yawen: ?!!

Since when is that a righteous person?!

Aaaah! I’m so mad! What kind of ending is that?!

Furious, Tang Yawen woke up.

“Aaah! I’m so angry I could die! Huh…? Why am I on the floor?!”

No wonder I had a nightmare… I must’ve slept in an awkward position…

“I think I rolled off the bed… hit my head… and passed out on the floor?
Waaah… I’m such a dumbass…”

The dream had already left a deep sense of humiliation in her heart.
Now, seeing that she’d actually been so clumsy in real life,
her self-esteem sank even further.

The reason the dream felt so humiliating was simple—
she did have a younger sister in real life.

“Waaah… my sister would never do that… She’d never betray me for a woman!
Actually… thank goodness Xuanxuan doesn’t have some red-haired bestie…
Phew… I can relax…”

****

It was now lunch break.

Lin Yuxuan went to Mu Yue’s place to mooch a meal.

Today was the first day of filming their food vlog.

“Xuanxuan, does this camera angle look okay?”

Mu Yue adjusted the lens with her small hands.

“Let me check.”

Lin Yuxuan tested the camera.

It was a Sony A6100—a solid, budget-friendly model,
priced around 6,000 yuan. Perfect for beginners.

Thanks to her “Photography Level 2,”
the moment she saw anything related to photography,
relevant knowledge instantly surfaced in her mind.

“Sony A6100—fast autofocus, great for beginners.
The angle’s fine, but the brightness is too low.
This filter feels kind of depressing. Let me switch it.”

Lin Yuxuan thought to herself: This eerie filter doesn’t look like food content—
someone might think it’s a BBC documentary on the afterlife…

“Wow~ Sugoi~ Xuanxuan, you’re so professional!
Now it looks much softer and prettier.”

Mu Yue’s golden eyes sparkled like stars.

“It’s nothing~ I’m still a beginner too~”
Lin Yuxuan replied, sticking out her tongue playfully.

She felt a little shy under Mu Yue’s adorable praise.

Mu Yue had no idea her “Xuanxuan” actually had such knowledge.
She’d been a bit nervous before bringing the camera,
worried she wouldn’t film well.
But now, with “expert” Lin Yuxuan helping,
today’s first shoot was sure to go smoothly.

This was a delightful surprise.

“Xuanxuan… I want to make an intro like other YouTubers do—
put it at the start of every video.
It’ll be our brand, our signature.”

“What do you want to film for the intro?”

“Well… Bilibili is mostly boys, right?
So… how about a ‘cheek-to-cheek’ video?
Just us hugging face-to-face.
They’d probably like that.
Being a yuri-themed channel would make us stand out, don’t you think?”

“Hmm… that…”

Lin Yuxuan suddenly felt a strange sensation—
like a butterfly that had just fluttered into a spider’s web.

I just came here to mooch a meal…
When did I become the one being eaten?

“If Xuanxuan doesn’t feel comfortable…
we can film something else instead. It’s okay~
Our main focus is still food.
The yuri thing is just extra—if you don’t like it, we can change direction.”

Seeing Lin Yuxuan’s embarrassed expression,
Mu Yue didn’t want to pressure her.
She smiled gently, careful not to burden her friend.

But Lin Yuxuan, who knew her well,
saw a hint of forced cheerfulness beneath that bright smile.

The moment she saw it, a chilling image flashed in her mind…

A bathtub. Blood. A razor blade. Mu Yue in a white dress…

“N-no! I think your idea is great!
It’s all just performance, right? No big deal.
Actors do kissing scenes all the time—it’s not real!”

“Yay~! Great! Then let’s film it!”
Mu Yue beamed with radiant energy.

Her smile was like a tiny sun,
warming Lin Yuxuan with what could only be described as “Mu Yue energy.”

(Why are you suddenly so happy, little brat…)

Lin Yuxuan realized—
she was completely wrapped around this girl’s finger.