End of the first simulation

[You held Mu Yue with a mix of affection, gazing at her defenseless, adorable sleeping face. A warm feeling stirred in your heart. But you had no intention of truly doing anything to her—after all, this was technically your very first “true love.” You decided to take things slow.]

Lin Yuxuan realized something alarming—the emotions inside the simulator were actually being transferred to her real self!

Apparently, as the “main character” of this simulation, she was affected by everything that happened.

Though Yuxuan had never actually met this girl named “Mu Yue,” the sweet feelings for her had somehow taken root in her mind.

“Is this what it feels like to fall in love? So this is why they call it a romance simulator. I guess it really does live up to its name.”

Yuxuan found it strangely fascinating. Even though she had never seen this girl before, she felt as if she had fallen for her at first sight. Just hearing her name made her heart flutter with joy.

Now she wondered—was Mu Yue just an NPC inside the simulation, or was she a real person who existed somewhere?

The simulator gave her no answer…

Yuxuan stopped herself from thinking further.
She was afraid she might get too attached.

“It’s just a text-based game. It’s just a text-based game!”

[Mu Yue’s long lashes fluttered slightly. Her soft pink lips murmured a few sleepy words. You leaned in and heard her say, “Water… thirsty…”]

[What will you do?

A.
Give her some water.

B.
Ignore her and go home.

C.
Rest for a bit—you’re also tired.]

“Hmm…”

The emotions passed on by the simulator felt so real. And truthfully, she couldn’t just leave a drunk girl alone like that.

I’ll pick A!

[You chose Option A]

[You poured a glass of warm water and tried to give it to Mu Yue. But while asleep, she must have been dreaming of something—no matter how close you brought the cup to her lips, she stubbornly kept her mouth shut. Helplessly, you unscrewed the cap, took a sip yourself, then leaned down and pressed your lips gently against hers…]

[This time, you successfully gave Mu Yue a drink. Cool, refreshing mineral water flowed into her throat, soothing the burning dryness caused by too much fizzy alcohol. Her furrowed brows relaxed. She must be having a sweet dream right now.]

[Unfortunately, the scene was caught by Tang Yawen, who had just woken up to use the bathroom.]

“What?! No way! So *this* was the trap you set for me all along?!”

No wonder there was such a sudden detour—it was all part of the plan!

And what’s worse, the simulator *knew* I would fall right into it!

Damn you, evil version of me!

[When Tang Yawen saw the scene, she first looked surprised, then furious, then hurt, and finally resigned. She lowered her gaze, said nothing, and quietly walked away. Meanwhile, you hadn’t noticed a thing, still facing away from the door.]

[Tang Yawen’s birthday ended, and you had given her plenty of “surprises.” Now, it was time for the main event. During class break, you shared a “truth” with your closest friends.]

[You told them that Tang Yawen had been deceiving you all along. You thought you were making a friend, but she was only using you as a free model. You showed them the doujinshi she had drawn—every female lead had white hair and blue eyes, bearing an uncanny resemblance to you. Add to that the photos of you shown during the party from her phone, and suddenly, everything seemed connected.]

[You cried dramatically, claiming that Tang Yawen had only become your friend to exploit you for her yuri-themed comics. That she had used you, and that you had been completely fooled.]

[There was no way for Tang Yawen to explain. In school, you had many friends who immediately turned against her. No one bothered to verify the truth. Even if she tried to speak for herself, their overwhelming voices drowned her out. No one wanted to listen.]

[Under cold stares and social exclusion, she soon transferred schools. You had achieved your goal—completely isolating Tang Yawen. Then, you approached her again, pretending to reconcile. Now living alone and with no one else to rely on, she had no choice but to accept you back. From now on, she belonged to you and you alone—she could never refuse any of your demands!]

Lin Yuxuan: … (Yuxuan was speechless)

[Of course, you knew that after hurting her so deeply, she wouldn’t want to see you again. So you gave her some time to heal.]

[After some time, you put on your innocent mask once more and visited her doorstep. She opened the door.]

[She looked thinner, worn down. Some people had even started harassing her with calls and messages. She had stopped using her phone altogether.]

[You knew the timing was right. You made your request—she was to become your personal pet and also support your daily expenses. In return, you would pose as her model, allowing her to keep drawing doujinshi under her alias “White-Haired Wenwen” on Rat.]

[She agreed. But you saw tears welling in her eyes—the kind shed when someone you love hurts you deeply. She didn’t want to blame you for anything you did. As long as you came back, as long as you stayed beside her—even though she considered herself as worthless as a slug—she was happy. Her world had shrunk to fit only you.]

[You spent a relatively peaceful period together. She earned a lot of money drawing yuri comics based on you, but every penny went straight into your hands. With her money, you dated other girls behind her back—and one of them was none other than Mu Yue, the same sweet girl who had come to celebrate Tang Yawen’s birthday.]

[Innocent and pure-hearted Mu Yue admired you for your looks, unaware of your true nature. And you were skilled at playing the role—pretending to be kind and loving, easily winning over this rich young lady.]

[Tang Yawen didn’t tell Mu Yue the truth. She didn’t want the innocent girl to know about your dark side. So she forgave you both, silently blessing your relationship—even though it was built upon her own pain.]

[You spent Tang Yawen’s money while dating another woman. She endured it all. But worst of all, you even brought Mu Yue home! Sometimes, you’d cuddle in front of her bedroom door—or even inside it. Occasionally, you’d wear Tang Yawen’s pajamas while hugging Mu Yue… thanks to your generous chest size, buttons often popped off. And all she could do was cry silently behind the closed door.]

[One night, Tang Yawen could bear it no longer. She grabbed a cleaver, unlocked the door with a spare key while you and Mu Yue slept, and with tears streaming down her face, delivered the final, fatal blow to your sleeping body.]

[As you lay dying, the last sound you heard was Mu Yue screaming in terror—“Murder! Murder!”]

[End of Simulation]

[Simulation Result: Excellent

Ending Achieved: “Blood-Stained Angel”

Evaluation: You turned your angel into a demon. She could never warm your cold heart, and the only warmth she ever felt came from the blood flowing from your neck…

Reward Obtained: “The Actor’s Art,” “Painting – Level 1”]