If you want to survive after transmigrating, become the male protagonist's new mother.

in the dark.

As dawn approached, the corridors of the Duke's mansion were quiet, not even the footsteps of the patrolling guards could be heard.

Luo Ren opened his eyes, his brows slowly furrowing.

A reaction in a certain part of his body made him uncomfortable; it came without warning.

He shifted, the fabric of the bedding brushing against an area he found difficult to talk about.

The last scene from my dream is still lingering in my mind.

Pei Yuening.

His eyes were moist, and his fingers gripped his collar, as if the silence would bring back the feeling of that kiss.

Luo Ren's Adam's apple bobbed.

After an unknown amount of time, the morning light slowly shone through, and the restlessness gradually subsided.

Luo Ren finally threw off the covers and sat up.

When the cold water was splashed on his face, he finally took a deep breath.

The face in the mirror looked much the same as usual, with slightly furrowed brows and tightly pursed thin lips.

If you ignore the unusual, slightly reddish ear tips.

It's strange, it feels so unfamiliar.

Never.

……

Morning.

Most of the students had already arrived at the Holy Academy.

Ryan sat by the window, looking down as he flipped through a book, but very slowly, clearly distracted.

He noticed Pei Yuening walking in out of the corner of his eye, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"Pei Yuening!"

"Good morning," Pei Yuening replied with a smile.

"Good morning!"

Pei Yuening waved the food box in her hand at Ryan, then raised her chin to Lin Huaijin, who was not far away, and said, "I brought you some delicious food."

Lin Huaijin raised an eyebrow and put down his book: "What?"

Ryan, who was closer to him, peeked out.

The golden egg tarts were neatly arranged in the food box, and the aroma of butter wafted into people's noses.

"...Did you do this?"

"Hmm." Pei Yuening took one and handed it to him: "Try it."

Ryan took it, took a bite, and nodded vigorously.

"Delicious!!"

With something stuffed in his mouth, he mumbled the praise, but was too embarrassed to exaggerate, and ended up blushing with shyness.

"You... are really amazing."

"Eat more if you like."

Pei Yuening winked at him and walked towards Lin Huaijin.

"Brother Huaijin."

Pei Yuening rummaged through the food box and, without saying a word, stuffed two items onto Lin Huaijin's table.

"I have no way to thank you for saving my life yesterday, so I can only repay you by cooking you something delicious."

Lin Huaijin: "I've had breakfast."

"Then why don't you have some dim sum?"

Lin Huaijin remained silent for a while, then reached out and took one.

I must say, I've never seen anything like this before.

Lin Huaijin tentatively opened her lips.

In an instant, the pastry crumbled between your teeth, and the aroma of butter burst forth.

He stopped chewing.

I can't believe what I've eaten.

The egg mixture is smooth and slightly sweet, with a caramel aroma, and it slides warmly from the tip of your tongue into your throat.

Lin Huaijin gasped.

"This..." He looked up, "What is this?"

"Egg tarts." Pei Yuening waved his hand. "Just think of it as a dessert. Are you happy?"

Before Lin Huaijin could answer, he took a deeper bite, putting the skin and the core into his mouth.

Different flavors come together, crispy yet smooth.

"..." He nodded emphatically: "Delicious."

He paused, then added, "It's really delicious."

the other side.

Ollie stared at the small food box on his table, lost in thought.

Pei Yuening made these egg tarts.

It was for him.

"..." He subconsciously looked up and saw Pei Yuening talking to Lin Huaijin not far away.

Pei Yuening was still clutching the food box in his hand when he said something that made Lin Huaijin's lips curve slightly.

And Ryan was there, laughing happily next to them.

Ollie felt a strange, indescribable feeling welling up inside him, stuck there, neither here nor there.

Then, uncontrollably, he remembered the dream he had yesterday.

An afternoon in the Gloomy Plains, and that drowsy demon who looked both stupid and obnoxious.

Looking back, he really shouldn't have attacked a nightmare directly.

So stupid.

But at that moment, he was so focused on Ryan that he couldn't think of anything else.

As the dark magic spread, his consciousness was pulled into a strange, damp, and gunpowder-smelling darkness.

In his dream, he and Ryan were cornered by people from an enemy country and hid in a cramped cave.

The cave entrance was mostly blocked by fallen rocks. Outside, there were the footsteps of pursuers, while inside, only his and Ryan's breathing echoed on the stone walls.

He was seriously injured, and blood was still seeping from the hole in his left shoulder.

He could even feel the warmth and stickiness as it trickled down between his fingers.

Ryan knelt beside him, his hands covering the wound, his palms glowing with a warm white light unique to healing types.

He cried desperately, begging himself again and again not to leave him.

The light grew weaker and weaker, and Ryan's face grew paler and paler.

……

"...That's enough." Ollie smiled gently and reached out to wipe away his tears.

"Ryan, that's enough."

"Just a little more..." Ryan's voice was trembling. "Give me a little more time..."

"You'll have a mental breakdown."

Ryan stubbornly pressed his hand against the wound until the last glimmer of white light extinguished from his palm.

At the last moment, his body swayed, and he collapsed onto Ollie.

"...Ryan?"

no respond.

Ollie leaned against the stone wall, feeling the increasingly light breathing of the person in his arms, and his own consciousness began to sink little by little.

Just when he thought the ending was already decided.

A sound came from the cave entrance.

The sound of the stone rolling down was heavy. Ollie tried to draw his sword, but his hand wouldn't move; he couldn't move it at all.

He could only strain to open his eyes and see a beam of light shining through the crack.

Two figures crouched down, backlit, their outlines somewhat blurred in the dust.

"Oli".

"How are you?"

Ollie couldn't see their faces, but he could hear their voices.

And then there was the flower fairy he had seen.

Emerald green healing magic filled the entire cave, and fireflies fell as the wings flapped.

In the blink of an eye, his wounds were healed.

The flower fairy flew to Ryan's side, and the feeling of being enveloped in magic was like springtime, warm and cozy.

Ryan's complexion visibly improved.

Ollie looked up and finally saw them clearly.

It's Pei Yuening.

And his own father.

……

Ollie suddenly came to his senses.

He lowered his eyes, and somehow found himself holding an egg tart in his hand.

His heart was racing, and his fingertips unconsciously tightened.

He was well-educated and understood nightmares.

The dark magic of the nightmare demon can freely weave dreams, but as long as the mental realm of the person being targeted reaches a sufficient level, it can connect with the subconscious.

It can even bring things from your subconscious to the forefront.

He saw his father, while Ryan saw Pei Yuening.

Pei Yuening has a flower fairy.

And it was that flower fairy who always scolded him whenever she saw him, the flower fairy who bared her teeth and claws in front of him, the flower fairy who slurped noodles in her father's study until she was dizzy and exhausted...

It's actually Pei Yuening's familiar?

Ollie couldn't understand.

He knew what Pei Yuening had done in the past; those things weighed on his heart like a thorn that he couldn't pull out.

But he couldn't explain what had happened in the past few days.

The flower cakes he couldn't forget, the cold noodles on his father's table, and the egg tart in front of him...

He couldn't understand it.

Pei Yuening possesses a flower fairy familiar, so one can imagine the purity of her soul.

It even earned Ryan's complete trust, to the point that he subconsciously believed that no matter what danger he faced, he would bring the flower fairies to save him.

How could someone like this be the same as before?

Bullying, insults, and using one's family background to commit evil.

My father and the others may not have felt it deeply, but I witnessed it with my own eyes.

It's crystal clear, unambiguous, and beyond dispute.

Thinking of this, Ollie couldn't help but shift his gaze back to that direction.

The former bully with a twisted face, and the Pei Yuening with a smile on her lips before me...

Does it really look like it?