The Nightmare Experience of a Useless Person

Time flies like an arrow; the days of preparing for the exam passed in the blink of an eye. Before Jiang Zhiyang knew it, he was already sitting in the examination hall facing the long exam paper.

While other students were writing furiously, Jiang Zhiyang was lost in thought. Although he had made great progress after a period of hard work, his abilities were still too rudimentary for this kind of exam.

Thinking about it carefully, it doesn't really matter. Anyway, Yu Qingjun will definitely do well in the exam. If she gets an official position in the future, Jiang Zhiyang can just enjoy the benefits of her family's rise to power. He can't really produce two "top scholar" children and separate his two dearest loved ones.

Jiang Zhiyang comforted himself and finally handed in a blank paper with peace of mind, then happily accompanied Yu Qingjun home.

"How are you feeling?" Jiang Zhiyang jumped around Yu Qingjun.

"Not bad, right? Ye Qingchen is always hardworking, so I don't need to put in any effort." Yu Qingjun replied softly, letting Jiang Zhiyang hold her hand and sway it left and right.

"Then Lord Qingjun is quite impressive too, after all, it's you sitting in the examination hall!" Jiang Zhiyang pulled her hand and spun her around like a playful kitten, "Beautiful and intelligent, such a beauty, others can't even dream of having her, hahahaha."

"Beautiful lady? This body belongs to Ye Qingchen." Yu Qingjun pouted and teased him.

"I don't care if you are a woman, a man, a child, or an old person. You are you, or rather, you are not human. If you are a god, I will be your believer. If you are a devil, you can only take my soul."

While she couldn't answer the test questions, she was adept at using these cheesy love lines. Yu Qingjun felt disgusted, yet listened intently.

While waiting for the results to be announced, these cheesy love words continued to be uttered every day. Since this was all just a dream, Yu Qingjun didn't care much and let him indulge in his playful antics. However, if they returned to reality, everything would probably have to be reconsidered...

"Today's dose of tonic! Drink it quickly~" Jiang Zhiyang supervises Yu Qingjun to drink her medicine on time every day.

"Really, there's no need. I'm Yu Qingjun now, not Ye Qingchen. I don't need to drink."

"But it's his body, and besides, Lord Qingjun, your body isn't much better than Ye Qingchen's. Hurry up and drink it."

As the bitter medicine went down her throat, Yu Qingjun tried to pretend to choke and spit it out, but Jiang Zhiyang stared at her mouth with his big eyes and, just as she was about to spit it out, added, "I can shut you up."

He pouted, but his eyes held a threatening look. Yu Qingjun had no choice but to swallow her grievances. How dare he! He was too presumptuous. How could she, Yu Qingjun, be controlled by a child one day!

If it weren't for the fact that she had to put on this act of brotherly affection with him right now, she would have definitely forced that bowl of medicine into his mouth, making him look pathetic.

"The results will be released tomorrow, are you nervous?" Jiang Zhiyang snuggled into Yu Qingjun's blanket again and pressed his face against her lower abdomen.

"Jiang Zhiyang! You've gone too far!"

"No, Ye Qingchen, who are you calling?" Jiang Zhiyang resorted to his shameless act again. Although he himself found this trick disgusting, it was particularly effective against Yu Qingjun. He crossed his arms and pressed even closer to her.

Jiang Zhiyang knew that Yu Qingjun was a kind-hearted person. Although she had a fierce tongue, she had never really hurt him. He took Qingjun's hand and placed it in his hair. "Can you touch my head?"

She was indeed kind-hearted. She scolded him for being presumptuous while gently stroking his head without using any extra force. Her hand was warm and soft, and Jiang Zhiyang felt his eyes well up with tears. A feeling of inexplicable emotion swirled in his heart. It was so good, so good.

"What if Xiao Chengyang and Ye Qingchen are discovered one day?"

"What? What are we going to do? Can't the two brothers even get along?"

Yu Qingjun was speechless. Jiang Zhiyang knew exactly what she meant but still made up some excuses. But Yu Qingjun's worries were real. What would they do if their misunderstood feelings were discovered one day?

In truth, everyone can be let down. The Ye family has no elders left, except for Aunt Song and Uncle Xiao. How could they dare to let their hopes go to waste? They toiled their whole lives for this son, but their son gave up his promising future for personal reasons.

Dreams are short...

"Lord Qingjun, wake up! The results are out today, let's go join the fun!"

Yu Qingjun was pulled up by Jiang Zhiyang. In fact, she had been awake for a while, but she was too nervous to move. She didn't know if this nervousness was Ye Qingchen's or hers.

This was her first time being a student, reading, writing, and taking exams. She took a deep breath, trying to ease the tension.

She gripped Jiang Zhiyang's hand tightly, her heart pounding like a drum.

As the red curtain fell, the crowd surged forward, and Jiang Zhiyang and Yu Qingjun were also pushed forward by the surging tide.

"That's not right!" Jiang Zhiyang saw it immediately. "I clearly handed in a blank paper!"

First place: Ye Qingchen.

Second place: Xiao Chengyang.

"Oh no! We have to go, quick, quick!" Realizing something was wrong, Jiang Zhiyang grabbed Yu Qingjun and ran, but they couldn't move at all in the crowd.

Yu Qingjun was separated from the crowd. Jiang Zhiyang turned around to look for her, but was met with a blow to the head. A handkerchief was covered from behind his head, covering his mouth and nose, and quickly took away his consciousness.

He felt as if he had fallen into a boundless, deep sea, his limbs powerless, only able to spin and rise with the turbulent currents. What to do! What to do! Yu Qingjun! Where is Yu Qingjun?

Having lost his hands and feet, Jiang Zhiyang used all his strength to bite his tongue. A sweet, metallic taste spread, followed by numbness and then pain. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and air entered his nasal cavity. Blood mixed with saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth.

……

At home, in his father's bedroom, he was bound hand and foot, yet dressed in a bright red wedding gown. Presumably, Yu Qingjun looked the same way.

Jiang Zhiyang struggled to straighten up and slammed his head against the wall. Once, twice, three times, until finally the wall echoed back.

"Kiyo-kun, are you alright?"

Heavy knocking sounds came from the other side, indicating that Yu Qingjun was not only bound hand and foot, but also gagged.

"Calm down. The die is cast, and everything will be smooth sailing from now on!" Xiao Shaoping's voice came from outside the door.

"Why! Why does it have to be this way?"

"Why? You have the nerve to ask why? Today, both the Ye family and my Xiao family have joyous occasions. Let's hear who still has rumors to spread!"

"Are rumors really that important? I'm your son! What's wrong with us just living a normal life together...?"

"Whether it's a rumor or not, marriage is inevitable. What's wrong with double happiness? Just obediently listen to the adults' arrangements; they won't let you suffer any losses."

Outside, joyous music filled the air. A suona horn resounded through the sky, gongs and drums clashed, and firecrackers crackled—a truly joyous scene. Yet, to the ear, each sound was like Jiang Zhiyang's death knell.

……

This dream includes parents, a lover, teachers, and classmates. I am filled with high hopes and my path is smooth. If I could, I really wouldn't want to wake up. I would just play this game of house with Qingjun for the rest of my life.

However, high expectations can also be a cage, binding hands and feet and breaking the pride of young people. If they are confined to their own little world for the sake of filial piety and virtue, how can they experience the carefree life of youth?

I am so fortunate in this life to have her as my closest relative, my only confidante, and my only true love. If I were to seek fulfillment today and marry her, it would mean that we would never be together again. I might as well give up this physical body and indulge in the carefree life of youth. Perhaps I can even find a way to survive and escape this hustle and bustle.

With tears in his eyes, he smashed the teacup, cut the thick rope, and turned to look at the closed window. In the end, it was just a bunch of rules and regulations. He rammed his head into it, and although he was bleeding from his head, he managed to escape.

He used some effort to break open the neighboring window as well, and the two of them ran away amidst the joyful music.

Like an apocalyptic carnival.