Romance Variety Show: The aloof and beautiful fourth female lead is always coveted.

This was the first time Ling Yan had ever called her "sister".

His voice was low and husky with a hint of shyness, concealing restrained and cautious emotions, as he repeatedly sought confirmation of whether she cared.

Bai Nianchu was somewhat stunned, and then felt as if her heart had been gently touched.

"I don't mean I don't want you."

Ling Yan asked for confirmation again and again, and she responded again and again.

To comfort this fragile and sensitive kitten.

but--

She pulled away, touched the corner of her lips with her finger, and looked at him with a slightly questioning gaze.

Ling Yan immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, it was my fault."

He shouldn't have kissed her so suddenly.

Although... I might not be able to control myself next time.

They didn't notice.

Outside the glass doors of the balcony stood a figure almost blending into the shadows.

(The fifth male character may have a tiny bit of wallpaper!! Please be aware!!)

Standing outside is Chen Yuze.

He had only followed Ling Yan because he thought it was a bit strange that Ling Yan was leaving alone with the blanket.

Unexpectedly, I saw him and Bai Nianchu standing very close together on the balcony.

Their shoulders met, and even their falling hair was tangled together.

Chen Yuze froze on the spot, his entire figure sinking into the dimly lit corridor, his back hard against the wall. A strange unease and restlessness welled up in his heart, which he managed to suppress with his reason, but the next second he silently peeked out again.

Chen Yuze had no intention of spying.

He also doesn't have a habit of peeping at other people's chats.

But the next second, the image of Ling Yan lowering his head to kiss Bai Nianchu was like a thunderbolt, unexpectedly striking his vision.

Chen Yuze's composure crumbled instantly.

First came the shock, like being doused with ice water, followed by a dull, churning pain and a suffocating feeling that burned through my lungs.

Chen Yuze's hands, hanging by his sides, clenched tightly, causing the veins on his arms to bulge out.

He stood frozen in the shadows, watching them intently until they finished their conversation and came out from the balcony.

The encounter of the three people in the corridor caused the air to freeze instantly.

Ling Yan silently met Chen Yuze's ambiguous gaze.

He never expected that Chen Yuze would appear here.

It seems they stood outside for a while, seeing everything they should and shouldn't have seen.

A silent standoff spread between the two men.

Chen Yuze's gaze was as deep as an icy pool, fixed fiercely on Ling Yan, his eyes filled with cold questioning and anger.

"You're done talking, right?" he spoke, his voice deliberately calm. "Can I go now?"

Bai Nianchu: "..."

A subtle crack appeared across Bai Nianchu's usually aloof expression.

With a hint of resignation and weariness, he raised his knuckles and gently pressed them against his forehead.

She had heart-to-heart talks with three male guests in just one night. Who was busier than her?

Bai Nianchu stopped in her tracks, which was tantamount to her acquiescing to his invitation to talk.

Chen Yuze followed her back to the balcony. As he passed Ling Yan, he raised his cold and fierce chin and said, "You can leave now." He then turned around and closed the heavy glass door, pulling the curtain shut with a "whoosh," completely isolating the two worlds inside and outside.

"..."

Ling Yan stared at the tightly closed curtain, his figure appearing exceptionally silent in the empty corridor.

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on the balcony.

In front of Bai Nianchu, Chen Yuze's sharp aura and angry rage subsided considerably.

Why not refuse?

"Are you sure it's him?"

Chen Yuze's voice was dry, and each word sounded like a syllable forced out of his throat.

He was asking about the kiss, and also about her true feelings.

Bai Nianchu fell into a brief silence.

For Chen Yuze, this silence was like a dull knife, slowly and firmly cutting into his heart.

The more she hesitated, the more it showed how important Ling Yan was to her, didn't it?

Chen Yuze suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

He raised his hand to cover his face, tilted his head back, and pressed it against the cold railing. His low, hoarse voice trembled uncontrollably: "Am I too late?"

Was it too late for him to enter the game?

Chen Yuze understands that the order in which people appear in a relationship is very important.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think: If it had been him instead of Ling Yan who arrived earlier, then... would he be the one sitting here kissing Bai Nianchu?

"What's so good about him..." Chen Yuze's voice was like a string stretched to its limit, each syllable hoarse and trembling, full of pain and helplessness.

He was questioning Bai Nianchu, as if he were questioning fate. He would rather she be single, or fickle, spreading her affections evenly, than have the bright moon shining down on only one person.

The thought of Bai Nianchu leaving with Ling Yan's hand, giving him a gentle smile, hugging and kissing him every day, and even doing more...

Chen Yuze was in so much pain that his heart was breaking.

Bai Nianchu frowned.

Anyone could see that Chen Yuze was very agitated.

His chest heaved violently, veins bulged on his forehead, and even his fingertips trembled.

"Chen Yuze," Bai Nianchu finally spoke, her voice calm to the point of cruelty, "you're not in a good state to communicate right now."

After saying that, she stood up and tried to leave from the balcony.

But the next second, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

In a dizzying moment, Bai Nianchu's back was already pressed against the glass door. In front of her was Chen Yuze's broad and sturdy chest, and behind her was his hand that cushioned her fall, preventing her from hitting the glass. She was trapped in a cage with nowhere to escape.

Then, the man pressed down heavily on her with a kiss filled with grievance, jealousy, resentment, and immense panic.

It wasn't a gentle touch; it was more like a painful attempt to hold on.

He sucked on her lips almost fiercely, like a wounded and dying male beast instinctively drawing water from its only source, with a desperate and reckless counterattack, until Bai Nianchu's soft lips felt a stinging pain and became slightly red and swollen.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap echoed on the quiet balcony.

Chen Yuze tilted his head, his face burning with pain.

The force with which he restrained Bai Nianchu was not too strong. Now, as he gradually withdrew, she could push him away at any time if she wanted.

but……

Bai Nianchu suddenly sensed that Chen Yuze was trembling.

Not only was the palm holding her wrist trembling, but her arms, chest, and even her entire body were shaking.

The shell that had been holding on completely shattered. Chen Yuze suddenly released all his strength and courage, burying his head deep into her neck, his hot breath spraying all over her neck.

At first, there was silence. Then, Bai Nianchu felt a dampness coming from her collarbone, gradually soaking through the fabric and clinging wetly to her skin.

Chen Yuze cried.

He buried his face in her neck, tears flowing silently and surging forth.

"...Bai Nianchu." Chen Yuze buried his face even deeper, his muffled voice filled with heavy breathing and sobs, every word brimming with grievance and resentment, "Can't you...like me too?"

He no longer dared to ask her any further questions.

He was fed up with Bai Nianchu's cold violence, fed up with her looking at him with such indifferent and cruel eyes.

What ranking, what importance, what does it matter whether you're moved or not, whether you're the only one or not.

All he wants now is a small place in Bai Nianchu's heart.