I transmigrated into the villain's white moonlight, but the protagonist is my brother.

Because all of this is just too real.

The whispers around me, the faint smell of blood in the air, and even the villain in front of me who had never uttered a word—it all felt so real.

Is the power of plot really that strong?

It's hard to imagine that such a young body had to endure so much suffering.

System: [I already told you he won't die, stop thinking about it. Besides, this part of the plot has nothing to do with you. You've already done a good job by calling an ambulance.]

Xie Yan frowned: "I know, but seeing this scene with my own eyes is just too... cruel."

She remembered that it was because of this incident that Shen Yan's mother smashed him to death, leaving him with a huge psychological trauma.

As a result, in the later main storyline, Shen Yan, who had become the main villain, was also taking psychiatric drugs and had a real mental illness.

Suddenly, Xie Yan wondered, "If Shen Yan were adopted by a kind person after being discharged from the hospital and didn't go to an orphanage, and the plot changed, would this world disappear?"

System: [He's not the main character, so the world won't necessarily disappear, but it would cause the system to crash, so that's absolutely not an option.]

Ugh.

Xie Yan's little scheme was thwarted.

Since that day, their upstairs has been completely quiet, with no more noise disturbing the neighbors.

The days that followed were uneventful. Xie Yan tried her best not to think about the plot, pretending not to know anything, and focused on living her life to the fullest.

She only had five or six months left, and she hoped to leave something for Yang Huiyun during that time. Teaching her some food recipes so she could set up a stall would be the easiest way.

At first, Yang Huiyun was hesitant to set up a stall after Xie Yan encouraged her, since setting up such a stall required initial investment and what if she lost money?

Xie Yan simply asked Yang Huiyun to buy some of the ingredients she needed and made a pot of spicy kimchi stir-fried rice cakes at home.

This was one of her best dishes in the past. It was soft and sticky with a sweet and spicy flavor from kimchi, which was very appetizing and refreshing.

Yang Huiyun had only bought the rice cakes because she couldn't refuse Xie Yan's request. But after taking a bite of the freshly cooked, piping hot rice cake, her eyes widened in surprise.

Delicious!

The sour and spicy flavor exploded on her tongue, and the soft and glutinous rice cake was incredibly chewy and flavorful. Yang Huiyun had never eaten such delicious rice cake before.

She usually cooks rice cakes in hot pot, and she didn't even know there was such a way to prepare them.

These days, there aren't any snacks like spicy cabbage stir-fried rice cakes in county towns. They only become popular in a few years, so Xie Yan thinks this is the most suitable.

This is much more profitable than Yang Huiyun washing dishes.

"Where did you learn that from?" Yang Huiyun asked, somewhat incredulously.

She had originally just been playing house with Xie Yan, thinking it was like a little girl playing house, since rice cakes weren't expensive anyway. But she never expected that Xie Yan could actually make such delicious stir-fried rice cakes.

Xie Yan presented a pre-prepared excuse, saying with some surprise, "My classmate's relative sells this in another city. I heard her say it's very easy to make, so I asked about the ingredients and wanted to try it when I got back. I didn't expect to succeed on my first try."

Upon hearing this, Yang Huiyun's mind began to stir.

This stir-fried rice cake is indeed not difficult to make, and to sell it, you just need to take it out of the pot, unlike fried rice which has to be stir-fried and made on the spot, which is very convenient.

Moreover, rice cakes are inexpensive, making it easy to recoup the cost.

Yang Huiyun became more and more excited as she thought about it; selling spicy cabbage and stir-fried rice cakes was really a viable idea!

She picked Xie Yan up and kissed her, beaming with joy, "You're such a lucky star for Mommy! Mommy will listen to you, I'll get a small food cart tomorrow and set up a stall!"

Xie Yan, whose feet were lifted off the ground, was still a little unaccustomed to being carried like that. She kicked her legs a couple of times and then helplessly wiped her little face.