Weird Rules: I'm so handsome, they all want to seduce me.

The illusion shattered upon reaching this point.

Su Xiaobai gasped for breath and realized she was still standing in room 308, clutching the withered rose tightly in her hand.

No, it's not a rose.

In his tightly clenched hand, the "rose" was radiating a scorching red light. The blackness of the petals quickly faded, becoming vivid and luscious, and even... sprouting sharp metallic thorns.

At the same time, his other hand was tightly holding Jiang Hongyi's hand.

This time, it's no longer a phantom.

It was a real, cold but genuine hand.

Jiang Hongyi stood beside him, her spirit body so solid it was almost indistinguishable from a living person.

She lowered her head, her long hair obscuring her face, but Su Xiaobai could feel that her whole body was trembling violently.

It's not fear.

It was resentment that had been suppressed to the extreme, now churning like a raging storm.

The temperature in the entire room dropped to freezing point, and the real, uncorrected blood-red words on the wall began to writhe as if they had come alive, emitting a dark red light.

"Senior..." Su Xiaobai gripped her hand tightly.

Jiang Hongyi slowly raised her head.

There were no tears on her face.

There was only a deathly stillness and a cold, lifeless silence, and a burning black flame deep within his eyes.

"I see clearly," she said, her voice frighteningly calm. "I have never, ever liked him. Not even once."

"He approached me for the Jiang family's wealth and power. He was nice to me because he wanted to become the master of the Jiang family."

"After I was rejected, he became angry and embarrassed, feeling that he had lost face and was unwilling to accept it."

"Shen Qinghe loved him, loved him so much she was almost crazy, but he didn't even notice her. She hated me, feeling that I was in her way."

"So, one was driven by revenge and that twisted mind, the other by jealousy and that pathetic delusion..."

Jiang Hongyi paused, a cold smile curving her lips.

"They joined forces and taught me a 'lesson'."

She raised her other hand.

The scissors that were originally in Su Xiaobai's hands and had turned into red roses appeared in her hands at some point.

The scissors were entirely crimson, as if they had just been pulled from a pool of blood. The dripping from their tips was not blood, but concentrated, scorching resentment, which made a sizzling sound as it fell to the ground.

In Su Xiaobai's eyes, it was still that red rose, only now it was eerily red, dazzlingly red, with petals as sharp as knives.

"I've waited decades for this truth." Jiang Hongyi looked at the scissors in her hand, then at Su Xiaobai. The coldness in her eyes melted a little, revealing a barely perceptible ripple. "Thank you for helping me see it."

Su Xiaobai shook his head, tightening his grip on her hand: "Thank me my ass. These two, one a hypocrite, the other a crazy love-struck idiot, are a perfect match. You're unlucky to be entangled with them."

His words were crude, but upon hearing them, Jiang Hongyi's tense body relaxed a little.

"And now?" Su Xiaobai asked, "Go find that Shen Qinghe?"

"Yes." Jiang Hongyi nodded, the red light on the scissors flickering with her emotions. "She's waiting for me, waiting for me deep inside this building. I can feel it... her hatred hasn't lessened at all."

"Then let's go." Su Xiaobai released her hand, but instead put his arm around her shoulder—this time without passing through the illusion, he hugged her tightly.

"This time, I'll face it with you. I want to see what kind of weirdo this crazy best friend who turned love into hate really is."

Jiang Hongyi's body stiffened slightly, but she did not dodge.

She glanced at Su Xiaobai, and a glimmer of light seemed to leap into the black flames in his eyes.

[Target: Senior in Red (Jiang Hongyi)]

[Favorability: 90/100]

A system notification sounded.

Almost simultaneously—

"Giggle giggle..."

A chilling, bone-chilling laugh came from the depths of the dark corridor outside the dormitory.

From far to near.

It was filled with undisguised malice and madness.

"Jiang Hongyi...you're finally back..."

"I've been waiting for you...it's been so agonizing..."

The sound echoed in the empty old school building.

"Senior," Su Xiaobai gripped Jiang Hongyi's icy hand, her voice steady, "Let's go, let's settle the score with her."

Jiang Hongyi didn't say anything, but simply squeezed her hand back firmly.

The two turned around and walked out of room 308.

The laughter in the corridor stopped, but the chilling malice only intensified.

The red rose (scissors) on Su Xiaobai's chest was badly burned.

"They're here," Jiang Hongyi suddenly said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a crack suddenly appeared in the darkness at the end of the corridor.

A woman came out.

In Su Xiaobai's eyes, the woman was wearing an old-fashioned school uniform and looked alright, but her face was distorted, her eyes were bloodshot, her hair was messy, and she was holding a broken hairpin in her hand, with black water dripping from the tip of the hairpin.

This is Shen Qinghe.

"Jiang Hongyi..." Shen Qinghe grinned, her voice hoarse, "You've finally... decided to come back to see me?"

Jiang Hongyi took a step forward, shielding Su Xiaobai behind her.

"Shen Qinghe," Jiang Hongyi's voice was as cold as ice, "After all these decades, you're still the same ghost."

"A grotesque sight?" Shen Qinghe sneered. "Thanks to you, my dear sister! If it weren't for you, how could Brother Yun Shen have abandoned me? If it weren't for you, how could I have died here, turning into this inhuman, ghostly state!"

"What does my girlfriend have to do with this?" Su Xiaobai poked his head out from behind. "You're just blinded by love, and you're blaming others for being good-looking and from good families? With your logic, you'd be online and getting flamed for three days and three nights now."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hongyi blushed and glared at him, "Tsk!"

Shen Qinghe suddenly stared at Su Xiaobai, her eyes like those of a venomous snake.

"And who are you?" Her voice suddenly rose. "Jiang Hongyi, you actually brought a wild man back? Hahahaha! If Lu Yun Shen knew that the woman he couldn't have back then was now with this pretty boy after her death, would he be so angry he'd come back to life?"

"I don't know if he's angry enough to live," Su Xiaobai chuckled, "but you seem pretty anxious right now. What's wrong, are you on edge?"

"You're asking for death!" Shen Qinghe screamed, and suddenly thrust the broken hairpin in her hand at Su Xiaobai!

It moved so fast that it left a trail of afterimages.

But Jiang Hongyi made a move.

The scissors (rose) in her hand suddenly glowed red, expanding and deforming instantly, transforming into a huge blade flowing with blood-red light, taller than her!

"Get out of my way!" Jiang Hongyi swung her scissors in a sweeping motion!

boom--!

Black and red resentment surged from the scissors, transforming into a tangible mist blade that slammed into the hairpin shadow that Shen Qinghe was thrusting at!

The two forces collided, and the entire corridor shook violently!

The paint on the walls was falling off with a clatter, and cracks were appearing in the floorboards.

In Su Xiaobai's eyes, the scene automatically corrected itself.

Two pretty girls in old school uniforms were arguing. One was waving an enormous bouquet of roses (with thorns), while the other was poking around with a broken hairpin.

It was a bit too noisy, like they were tearing the house down.

"Senior, you're awesome!" Su Xiaobai shouted. "That rose-wielding was so powerful!"

Jiang Hongyi had no time to pay attention to him; all her attention was on Shen Qinghe.

The scissors (roses) danced in her hands, turning into a bloody blur, each swing accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air.

Shen Qinghe's broken hairpin was shrouded in black mist, and her moves were vicious and cunning, specifically targeting Jiang Hongyi's vital points.

But clearly, Jiang Hongyi had the upper hand.

It's 60/40.

Jiang Hongyi is number six, and Shen Qinghe is number four.