The Beautiful, Strong, and Tragic Female Lead is Mine [Transmigration Into a Novel] - Chapter 70

Just as it happened, Xie Zhitian was stunned.

She took two seconds to react, but still couldn’t figure out what Luo Yang meant.

Luo Yang was simple-minded and always spoke her mind. Could the “like” she said be a childish gesture of affection?

But judging from her tone and expression, Xie Zhitian felt that things were probably not that simple.

Her heart suddenly raced, and for a moment she felt at a loss. And she had a strange premonition—if she didn’t handle this moment well, she would definitely regret it in the future.

But the current situation was absolutely not a good time.

Xie Zhitian glanced at Xiao Wen, who was pale and slumped on the ground, and thought to herself.

Seeing her not speak, Luo Yang’s beautiful face showed a look of bewilderment.

She called softly, “Tian Tian?”

Xie Zhitian’s heart softened at her call, and her body seemed to move on its own. She walked over and hugged her.

“Luo Yang, I have something to deal with.”

Xie Zhitian wrapped her arms around her, her arm gently brushing against her waist through the thin fabric.

She slowed her tone, “You go upstairs and wait for me first. I’ll come up and find you in a little while, okay?”

Luo Yang pursed her lips and said softly, “Okay.”

She hooked a finger on the corner of Xie Zhitian’s clothes, as if she was reluctant to part, “Then be quick, okay?”

Every time she saw Luo Yang act like a child and be coquettish with her, Xie Zhitian felt her heart melt.

She thought this feeling would slowly fade as the two of them became more familiar, but she didn’t expect that over time, this feeling not only didn’t decrease, but grew day by day.

Xie Zhitian coaxed her softly, “Got it, just a little while.”

Luo Yang obediently went upstairs, and Xie Zhitian’s gaze followed her involuntarily until her back disappeared at the end of the stairs before she looked away.

Xie Zhitian looked at the man in front of her who was like a pile of mud, and the soft emotion in her eyes disappeared in an instant.

She spoke calmly, “Xiao Wen.”

Xiao Wen’s body trembled, and he came to his senses as if waking from a dream. Only then did he realize how stupid he had been just now.

Since the Zhuo Wu route was a dead end, he should have continued to cling to Xie Zhitian’s leg. Even if he couldn’t climb to a high branch, at least he shouldn’t offend her. His uncontrolled and rude outburst of questioning Xie Zhitian had probably offended the young lady completely.

But he quickly forgave himself, just as he did every time he made a mistake.

Any hot-blooded man, after a long period of suppression and targeting, would more or less lose control and have an emotional outburst. Why did Xie Zhitian keep targeting and suppressing him? So, it was all Xie Zhitian’s fault, and he was just a hot-blooded, honest man.

But in this situation, what could he do to salvage things?

Xiao Wen knew that he had been too impulsive just now, and Xie Zhitian probably wouldn’t forgive him for a while. But at least he had to say a few soft words and apologize to save face.

He planned his words in his mind, and just as he was about to speak, Xie Zhitian spoke first. She didn’t make things difficult for him as usual; her tone was even gentle, with a hint of melancholy, “Xiao Wen, how did we end up like this?”

Xiao Wen was stunned for a moment, and then a surge of joy rose in his heart. Judging by Xie Zhitian’s words, was she suddenly reminiscing about the past? Sure enough, women were soft-hearted; a little coaxing was all it took.

And he could be considered the first man Xie Zhitian liked, so it was only natural that she couldn’t forget him.

Xiao Wen instantly gained confidence, cleared his throat, and spoke in a tone he thought was affectionate, “Young lady, I’ve actually been reminiscing about when we first met. How happy we were then, carefree every day. It pains me to see how we’ve ended up like this.”

Xie Zhitian’s expression paused, as if she was touched by his words. Her eyes became slightly vacant, as if she was lost in a memory, “Yes, back then you often prepared little surprises for me, so every time I saw you, I was full of anticipation. It’s a pity that I don’t know when you stopped giving me little gifts.”

In fact, these things were all things Xie Zhitian had read in the book and were not her personal experiences. And just thinking about doing these little intimate things with Xiao Wen would make her feel nauseous. She was only acting nostalgic to lure him in.

Xiao Wen, as arrogant and self-confident as ever, immediately took her lie as the truth.

After all, from his perspective, there was no need for the young lady to lie to him about something like this.

He said sadly, “Young lady, it’s my fault. I always thought there was a difference in our status, and that a noble person like you would look down on my cheap gifts. I was afraid of annoying you, so I stopped sending them.”

To be fair, it was Xie Zhitian’s fault. Who told her to ask for 500 sesame candies, which scared him off? And he had so many targets to conquer, and not many points, so he had to spread the love.

Xie Zhitian sighed, her expression melancholic.

She held back the disgust in her heart and said slowly, “You misunderstood. I’m actually very easy to please. As long as you give me a piece of candy, I’ll be very happy.”

Her gaze paused, falling on the transparent panel between her and Xiao Wen that only she could see.

[Male lead Xiao Wen’s current available points: 1.]

Xie Zhitian slowly walked in front of Xiao Wen, her tone slightly seductive, “Xiao Wen, I still remember the taste of the sesame candy you gave me before. I often miss that taste lately.”

She held out a hand to the man in front of her whose face was full of eagerness, and her thin lips parted, “Can you give me one more?”

“Yes, yes! Please wait, young lady, I’ll give it to you now.”

Xiao Wen didn’t care about anything else. He fumbled with the panel and rummaged through the store for the cheapest candy, the one worth 1 point.

His heart was pounding in his chest. If he gave Xie Zhitian a sesame candy as she asked, he would definitely get conquest points.

1 point, just 1 point, he could…

Xiao Wen’s finger landed on the icon below the sesame candy and he clicked to buy.

For some reason, the moment the purchase was successful, his panel trembled slightly, and then the entire panel glitched, like a broken display screen, with only messy, mottled color blocks remaining.

It must be some kind of system bug, he thought. He’d worry about it later. The opportunity was rare, so he had to please the young lady first.

“Young lady, the candy you wanted!”

Xiao Wen didn’t forget to pretend to rummage through his pocket, then eagerly handed over the sesame candy in his hand, “Is one enough? If not, I can…”

However, before he could finish his sentence, a dazzling white light flashed before his eyes.

The white light expanded at a visible speed, quickly occupying his entire field of vision, and then extending to all the surrounding space.

A cold prompt sounded in his ears: “Commencing transmission.”

Xiao Wen panicked. Transmission? Transmitted to where?

He had a very bad premonition and wanted to scream for help, but found that he couldn’t make a sound. He struggled hard, but all his resistance was futile. He could only let the surrounding white light swallow him bit by bit.

When his vision returned, he found himself in a low, crude thatched hut. Light and shadows flickered before his eyes, and amid the surrounding noise, someone roughly lifted him up, opened his mouth to check his teeth as if he were an animal, “How much for this one?”

A female voice next to him replied, “5000 Troc, no bargaining.”

The unfamiliar currency unit made Xiao Wen freeze for two seconds before he realized that the person was asking for his price.

He had no idea why he had come to this hellhole, but he didn’t care about much else and shouted angrily, “Let me go! Human trafficking is illegal!”

The whole place was quiet for three seconds, and then laughter gradually broke out.

Someone leaned in close to his ear, their voice full of malice, “A man, and you want legal protection?”

Xie Zhitian watched as Xiao Wen disappeared before her eyes, leaving no trace behind.

A system prompt popped up:

[Congratulations on successfully zeroing out male lead Xiao Wen’s points.]

[Xiao Wen has been sent to a world where women are superior. Now, please enjoy your life freely.]

[Your mission rating is: SSS.]

[Reward level: SSS.]

[Please contact your associated system 1551 to claim your reward.]

Seeing the last line, the corner of Xie Zhitian’s mouth twitched. She resignedly took out the original book, drew the numbers “1551” on the flyleaf, and then threw the book back into her space.

Who knew when this unreliable system would appear? She had no hope for it. But now that she wasn’t lacking anything, it didn’t matter much.

Besides, she had more important things to do.

Xie Zhitian looked up and gazed in the direction of the stairs.

Luo Yang must be getting impatient.

She didn’t want to make her wait too long.

In the bedroom, Luo Yang leaned on the soft sofa and sighed softly.

Just now, Xie Zhitian had said she liked her with such certainty. In a moment of excitement, she had blurted out what was on her mind. But now that she had calmed down a little, she started to regret it.

Could Xie Zhitian’s “like” just be a gesture of friendship? Because Xiao Wen said no man would like her, she said that to help her out. If Xie Zhitian didn’t have any romantic feelings at all, then she really wouldn’t know how to face her.

But if she didn’t like her, why would she be so good to her?

But the young lady had always been gentle and considerate, and she didn’t seem to be bad to others either.

Thinking of this, Luo Yang suddenly felt a little sad. She lightly pursed her lips, and a thin layer of mist welled up in her clear eyes.

She didn’t know when she had gradually become dissatisfied. Dissatisfied with just being by Xie Zhitian’s side, dissatisfied with the boundaries and distance between good friends.

She wanted to hug her, to kiss her, to be her most special, one-of-a-kind favorite.

Greed was like a root system hidden beneath the soil, growing wildly in places unseen until it wrapped around her entire heart.

She was like a prisoner waiting for judgment, every minute and second stretched out infinitely, enduringly waiting for the final result, whether it was rebirth or annihilation.

“Have you been waiting long?”

A familiar gentle voice sounded in her ear, and then the sofa next to her swayed slightly, and the person sat down beside her.

Luo Yang came to her senses and responded softly, “Not really.”

Xie Zhitian looked at her. Today’s Luo Yang seemed particularly fragile. Her usually clear eyes were wet, and her expression was a little lost, like a naive child who had made a mistake.

Her heart suddenly tightened, and a sour, astringent feeling surged up, churning in her chest.

Xie Zhitian once read a passage that roughly said, if you are willing to be happy with someone, that’s liking, but if you are willing to be unhappy with someone, that’s love.

At that time, Xie Zhitian was young and didn’t understand the difference between the two. It was only as she grew older that she slowly understood the difference.

The difference between love and liking is compassion.

There were many people who made her happy, but there was only one person who made her feel heartache, and that was Luo Yang.

Just like now, looking at Luo Yang’s reddened eyes, she wanted to satisfy all her needs and give her the best of everything, just to make her smile again.

Xie Zhitian lowered her long eyelashes and gently held her hand. The hand was thin and cold, like a piece of warm, cold jade, lying quietly in her palm. Xie Zhitian placed her other hand on top, warming it, and asked softly, “Why are you suddenly unhappy?”

Luo Yang looked at her for a while, then reached out and hugged the person in front of her. Her movements were slow but firm. Her fingertips brushed across her back like feathers, and finally rested on her waist, slowly tightening.

She rested her chin on her shoulder, “Tian Tian, do you know? Before I met you, I wasn’t happy at all.”

Her warm breath fanned her ear, and because they were so close, every word fell clearly into her ear, like a stone dropping into water, causing ripples to spread across the calm surface.

“I was always alone, with no family, no friends. The people who passed through my life had relationships as fragile as dew, and they would soon evaporate completely. So sometimes I would think that maybe it was because I wasn’t good enough and didn’t deserve to have more.”

Xie Zhitian hugged her, and her eyes felt a little sore, “No, you…”

“Tian Tian, you were the one who kept telling me that I’m good, that I’m excellent. You made me feel that I’m also worthy and deserve good things.”

Luo Yang interrupted her, her voice trembling slightly, “You gave me so much that I no longer envy anyone.”

“But… I think I’m getting greedier.”

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