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

She spoke very calmly.

But Su Xiaobai could feel that the temperature in the entire room was dropping sharply.

The resentment was so thick it was impossible to dispel.

He walked over, bent down, and picked up the scissors.

It feels cold and heavy to the touch.

Almost the instant his fingers touched the scissors—

Click.

A soft sound.

The scissors in his hand began to change.

The rust faded and the stains disappeared.

The metallic texture softened, and the color changed from dull to dark red, and then to deep red.

The shape is also changing.

In just two or three seconds, it was no longer a pair of scissors.

It turned into a flower.

A withered red rose, but its original vibrant color is still visible.

The petals are curled and blackened, but the rootstock is hard.

Su Xiaobai held the withered rose and paused for a moment.

He looked up at Jiang Hongyi.

Jiang Hongyi was also stunned.

She looked at the flower, her eyes slowly widening.

"This is……"

"Your scissors," Su Xiaobai said, "look like this in my eyes right now."

He handed the flowers over.

"Want it?"

Jiang Hongyi did not answer.

She floated a little closer and looked down at the withered rose.

Looked for a long time.

Then, she reached out and lightly touched the petals.

The finger passed through the phantom image but didn't actually touch it.

But she smiled.

She laughed softly, her eyes filled with tears.

"So... it can turn into a flower."

[Target: Senior in Red (Jiang Hongyi)]

[Favorability: 85/100]

A system notification sounded in Su Xiaobai's mind.

Almost simultaneously, Jiang Hongyi's spirit body solidified slightly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although it was still semi-transparent, the outline was much clearer, and you could even see her eyelashes trembling.

"Thank you." Jiang Hongyi looked up at Su Xiaobai. "Really."

"No need to thank me." Su Xiaobai tucked the withered rose into the pocket of her breast pocket. "I said, I'll see this through to the end."

He looked around the room, which was covered with "curses".

"Shen Qinghe... was it here that she said those things to you?"

Jiang Hongyi nodded.

How many people did she bring?

"Five," Jiang Hongyi remembered clearly, "all men, I didn't know them."

"They...tried to force themselves on me, so I grabbed a pair of scissors and stabbed one of them, and then they didn't dare come any closer."

"and then?"

"Then... Shen Qinghe just watched from the side, laughing." Jiang Hongyi's voice turned cold. "She said, 'Jiang Hongyi, you're finished. You hurt someone, and even your family can't protect you.'"

She said, "You might as well give in; you'll suffer less that way."

I said, "I would rather die than."

She said, "Then go die."

Jiang Hongyi paused.

"And then... I really died."

The room fell silent.

The only sound was the howling of the wind blowing through the broken window.

Su Xiaobai looked at the "revised" sarcastic remarks on the wall, and then at the withered rose on her chest.

He suddenly spoke.

"Senior."

"Um?"

"Your best friend..." Su Xiaobai said, "does she have a crush on your fiancé?"

Jiang Hongyi was taken aback.

"What?"

"What else could she be thinking?" Su Xiaobai pointed to a sentence on the wall that had been corrected to "Is he blind?" "I can smell this jealousy even after all these decades."

Jiang Hongyi blinked, not quite understanding.

Live stream chat:

"???"

"The streamer's thought process..."

"But it seems to make some sense?"

"Love turned to hate? Destroy what you can't have?"

"A melodramatic soap opera about best friends falling in love with each other's fiancés?"

"It seems quite reasonable to place it in the Republican era..."

"No," Jiang Hongyi shook her head. "If she liked him, she should want me to marry well, so she would have a chance to get close to him..."

"That's normal brain circuitry," Su Xiaobai said. "But she's clearly not normal."

He walked to the wall and looked at the words.

"Look, she brought people to surround you, but she didn't lift a finger. She just stood by and watched, and even fanned the flames."

"This isn't just jealousy of your good family background; it's more like... wanting to see you ruined, so that some kind of twisted satisfaction in her heart will be achieved."

"As for your fiancé..." Su Xiaobai thought for a moment, "He's probably just an excuse, or a tool."

Jiang Hongyi fell silent.

She floated to the window and looked at the pitch-black night outside.

After a long while, she spoke softly.

"It doesn't matter anymore."

"No matter what her reasons were... the result would be the same."

"I am dead, she is alive."

"Now, she's here too, part of the 'rules'."

"I need to find her." Jiang Hongyi turned around and looked at Su Xiaobai. "I need to ask her myself why."

Su Xiaobai nodded.

"OK."

"So what's next?" he asked. "This old school building isn't small; should we search it room by room?"

Jiang Hongyi shook her head.

She pointed to the withered rose on Su Xiaobai's chest.

"It will lead the way."

"My resentment... and her resentment, share the same origin."

"When you hold it and get close to her... it will react."

Su Xiaobai looked down at the flower on her chest.

"compass?"

"I guess so," Jiang Hongyi floated to his side, "but you have to be careful."

"She...hates me more deeply than I do."

"And even crazier."

Su Xiaobai smiled and stuffed the flowers in even more.

"What a coincidence."

"I just love crazy things."

Su Xiaobai held the withered rose and stood in the center of dormitory 308.

Jiang Hongyi's spirit floated beside him, trembling violently, her eyes fixed on the dense blood-red characters on the wall.

In Su Xiaobai's eyes, those words were still sarcastic remarks that had been corrected.

But he could sense that what Jiang Hongyi saw was definitely not those things.

"Senior," Su Xiaobai began, "these words..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Jiang Hongyi suddenly reached out her hand, not to touch the wall, but to vaguely point to a certain spot in the corner.

The characters carved there were exceptionally deep, densely packed together, making the strokes almost indistinguishable.

"There..." Jiang Hongyi's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, "His name is there."

"Lu Yun Shen?"

Jiang Hongyi nodded.

She floated over, her spirit fingers trembling as she lightly touched the words.

Just as her fingertips were about to touch the wall—

hum!

The entire room suddenly shook!

It's not a physical vibration, but the kind of vibration that feels like... the air suddenly freezes and is then forcibly torn apart.

Su Xiaobai's vision blurred.

The "corrected" sarcastic remarks on the wall were like cheap paint splashed with water; they all smeared, faded, and then rearranged.

In just one second.

What he saw was no longer the dormitory wall.

It was dusk.

The corridor of the teaching building, designed in the style of the Republic of China era, is bathed in the warm golden light of the setting sun streaming in through the windows at the far end.

A tall boy wearing an old-fashioned boys' school uniform, with slicked-back hair and a rather handsome appearance, was blocking the way of a girl wearing a girls' school uniform and carrying books.

The girl is Jiang Hongyi.

Jiang Hongyi is alive.

"Brother Yun Shen, I've said it many times, I only want to study now, I don't want to talk about marriage." Jiang Hongyi's voice was clear and crisp, with a hint of helplessness.

Lu Yun Shen wore an impeccably gentle smile, holding a box of exquisitely packaged Western pastries in his hand.

"Red dress, don't misunderstand, I'm not forcing you, it's just that my parents are urging me, and our two families are old friends... Take this box of pastries, they're freshly arrived, girls love them."

"I don't want to." Jiang Hongyi took a step to the side. "Lu, please move aside, I need to go back to my dorm."

Lu Yunshen's smile froze for a moment, but quickly recovered: "Alright, alright, I won't stop you. Well... my father is hosting a banquet at his residence this weekend. Please do me the honor of attending? Consider it a gathering of old family friends."

"I don't have time." Jiang Hongyi didn't even turn her head this time. She quickly walked away with her books in her arms, her brows furrowed, clearly impatient.